My little zombie killers
make fun of one psychopath, and their whole friend group comes at you. pack it up, bowers gang.
TOM HANKS AND HIS WIFE HAVE THE CORONAVIRUS IM SCREAMING THIS IS AWFUL
Why the fuck doesn't this fandom talk about Beverly literally rocking her shitty abusive husband's shit when he didn't want to let her go? Like y'all that was fucking awesome and no one talks about it, she beat him with a belt and threw a dresser on him like a savage
how is this fair for the rest of the male population?
This won’t make your blog look ugly. How could you not reblog this? REBLOGGING THIS COULD SAVE A LIFE!!!
please work bro.
reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)
this is what we need.
(stanley uris x reader smut)
requested: hi bb teasing stan like cuddling w underwear at first fluffy shit and then you shake your ass at him and he is just a sucker for you with smut hehe 🐸 + can you write a dom stanley smut? where he dirty talks to reader and its like really dirty and ksajlda yeah lol sorry i don’t mean to be annoying
warning: smut, unprotected sex, dom stan, fingering, oral (male and fem receiving), stan is rly into dirty talk in this, cumplay SORRY, this escalates kinda quickly oops sorry, unedited
[losers + reader are 20+ in this]
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sorry i didn’t know what to call this and it got a lot dirtier than its intent but i hope u guys like! sorry to make u guys wait anons :)
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it was unlike stanley to nap in the afternoons. in fact, you can’t remember the last time he did, but he’s sleeping soundly behind you as you take off your necklace.
you sigh, watching his face as he sleeps, his chest rising and falling with deep breaths and his bare skin glowing. you feel so at peace, breathing in the scent of his room and how incredible he is.
you love him.
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Pairing ➳ richie tozier x reader
Warnings ➳ fluff.
I didn’t know what to name this! Also, this was requested by @good-doctor-imagine so thank her!
“Don’t you trust me?” Richie asked (y/n), bringing a small note titled ‘peace offering’ with him as he sat beside her in one of the classes they shared, “Like, at all?”
She just stared ahead at the board, and the teacher hadn’t even been in the class yet. Richie had been trying to grab (y/n)’s attention for quite a long time now, but all she did was ignore him. He looked down, defeated once again.
But he wouldn’t stop trying.
He saw her sitting in the library with one of her favourite books in hand. She was so immersed in reading that she never realised when Richie sat on the chair across her and cleared his throat, startling her.
Her eyes met his for a moment before looking away and he could bet that he saw her face turn a faint red as she blushed.
“Hey,” he smiled. She looked down in her book, not exchanging the greeting, “Have you ever been to the Arcade? It’s the best place in this shit town. Maybe I can take you there if you want?”
“Why are you trying so hard?” She finally asked in a dull voice, but Richie found it very sweet. He could listen to her voice all day, not that he would tell anyone that.
“What do you mean?”
(Y/n) sighed, searching for the right answer to give him, “Look, you’re a nice guy. But I don’t think you’ve heard the rumours that go around the school about me because if you did-”
“I’ve heard.” He confirmed, cutting her off in the process, “But like you said, they’re rumours, and I don’t believe them. You should just tell them to fuck off.”
Richie shrugged and in the first time, he saw her trying to conjure emotions. A smile. (Y/n) smiled at him softly, it was a hardly visible smile, but it was there, “Nobody cares about my opinions.”
“I care about you” Richie suggested and she blushed, smiling wider this time.
After that, (y/n) had agreed to go to the arcade with him, to the movies, to get ice-cream, sometimes even to the losers club’s meetings. And even though she was still getting used to all the attention, she loved spending time with Richie, and vice-versa.
And that is why his heart broke when he saw her crying her eyes out.
“Hey, what happened (y/n)?” He asked, sitting on his knees to reach a comforting hand to her shoulder. He waited for her to calm down. She just shook her head and laughed it off dryly.
“It’s nothing important.”
“It is, to me.”
Her eyes softened as she looked over at him and simply replied, “Just a bad day at school. People talking things behind my back is all.”
“(Y/n) I told you to tell them to fuck off, and if you won’t, then I will.” She gave him a weak smile and a shake of head
“I know I shouldn’t care about them, but I just can’t stop thinking that you will leave me one day because of-”
She were suddenly caught off guard by a soft sensation of his lips on hers, moving in synch as butterflies filled her stomach and her cheeks burned, but it felt so good
“I fell in love with you, not them.”
“Y-you love me?” She was very surprised you hear those words from him in such a short span of a few weeks. But she couldn’t wait for the day she returned them to him.
“I do.” He nodded and leaned in for another kiss.
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I don’t know who to tag so let me tag some of my favourite richie tozier writers: @good-doctor-imagine @letmewriteyoustuff @just-jordie-things @strangerev @asthmaticeddie @multi-parker