#itrp

stenbrough : bill x stan

hanbrough : bill x mike

bichie : bill x richie

"Welcome to the best time of your young adult lives! COLLEGE! Where you get to live in shitty dorms, go to long classes, get drunk, and maybe even fall in love! We are really so glad you signed up to out wonderful college! Please move your shit in and get moving! Classes start soon!"

Some time has passed since that day, midterm exams are coming up. You have made friends! You have fucked around a bit for sure. And now your getting shoved into a stupid friend group! woops! Well.. Welcome to the losers club asshole. Hope your ready to start the rest of college.

18+ IT losers club college au RP server, can be nsfw!

We need a bill, mike, and patty!!

BEEP BEEP, RICHIE! 

indie richie tozier based on the novel It by stephen king

penned by m & c

Found you when your heart was broke

Fear is a frequent feeling that Stan knows well. It’s more of his friend than his enemy at this point in his life. What he was scared of was the factor that was ever changing. Scared of his father, scared of himself and always scared of what he loved or whom he loved.

I said I’d catch if you fall

The thing that not a lot of people knew was Stanley was prone to panic attacks. The losers knew and his mom knew. Each of them had helped Stan ground himself during them. Bill had been the best of all. Giving Stan a safe space and always helping to dry his eyes when he was done. Telling him that he was so important to him and how he was important to the losers. Right now was one of the only times that Stan didn’t want Bill to be there. He couldn’t know what was eating him alive. “Bill could never know,” thought Stan. Clad in a pair of charcoal grey sweat pants and maroon sweater, Stan curled himself around a pillow. His curtains were drawn drowning his room in darkness. As tears rolled down Stan’s tan skin, he started to lightly singing under his breath. With each lyric spilling from Stan, his breathing hitched on each word that he sang. His body shaking with each labored breath.

Thinking you could live without me

Unbeknownst to Stan, Mrs. Uris let Bill inside and asked Bill to tell Stan that dinner was going to be soon and telling Bill he could stay for dinner if he liked. Giving a gentle pat on the back, Andrea shooed Bill out of the doorway and up towards her son.

Thinking you could live without me

Bill climbed the stairs towards the pine door that sealed Stan’s room, only to be met by a soft voice and a few sniffles. Quietly pressing forward to only hear Stan actually singing. Bill knew Stan could sing but he’d never actually heard him. Turning the golden door knob, Bill slid into Stan’s well organized room. Looking over to wooden sled bed, scanning the forest green sheets to see Stan laying towards the wall. Ever so slightly was Stan’s shoulders shaking with each sniffle released. Walking over to the bed, he toed off his loosely tied converse. Bill sat with one foot underneath him and touched Stan’s leg. Stan rolled over, thinking maybe it was his mom. His brown eyes widening to see Bill sitting at the end of his bed. Bill’s smile flattened as his face contorted into a worried look. Taking in the sight of his red eyed crush, laying there looking so vulnerable and so small. Bill instantly moved to lay down next Stan only holding his arms out for the boy to move into. Hesitantly moving forward towards Bill, Stan started sobbing into Bill’s grey t-shirt. Wrapping his arms around Stan, Bill began to start forming words into questions.

“What happened, Stan?” murmured Bill. Stan started to only cry harder.

Trying to grasp for words only to reach for, “Why are you even here, why do even care Billy?” Stan’s voice cracked at the inflection of his tone.

Taken back by the questions, Bill said the only words that came to mind, “Because I lo-love y-you...” Stan curled into himself even more.

“What could you possibly love about me Bill? You are so amazing. You are so funny especially when you don’t mean to be. You care so wholeheartedly about everyone you meet. You are so brave despite being afraid. You are such a bright spot in everyone’s life.” Stan sobbed into Bill’s shirt and gasped for air. “AND...and no matter how much I try to forget I like you in every conceivable way... Every damn time you always do something to make me fall for you a little harder and it hurts me even more than the last reason...” Bill looking a bit shell shocked, started to moving his mouth willing words to come out.

“S-s-s-stan...”

“No, no, no, no, please Billy, no. I can’t handle if you reject me. Just..just please forget I said anything.” Stan emphasized each “please” as if he was going to break.

Eyes becoming glassy Bill gently pulled himself back from Stan, “S-stan look at me.” Stan scooted backwards looking anywhere but Bill. “Please. For me?” This drew Stan to look at him. Hurt swimming in Stan’s eyes, his facial expression looking like he was ready to die at any moment.

Bill just smiled and took a deep breath, “You realize I’ve been dropping hints for the longest time, Stan the Man? For being so observant, you really are so blind.......” Bill grinned yet again, “What’s there not to love? You are so intelligent, that sometimes I feel like the biggest idiot in the room. When you smile, I have stop myself from wanting to kiss you. There is so much I like...” Brown eyes stared back at Bill in awe.

“I must be dreaming... I’ve finally lost it..”

“ ‘Fraid not.”

Henry Bowers [ @bowersblade ] Patrick Hockstetter [ @bowerspsycho ] Victor ‘Vic’  Criss [ @gotwise ] Reginald ‘Belch’ Huggins [ @bowersdriver ] Peter Gordon [ @bowersrich ]