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All I ever need - Richie Tozier

Hi! Can I request a Richiexreader imagine where you two are a couple and you return to Derry 27 years later to defeat Pennywise again and you reveal to him that you're pregnant?

There will be two parts to this bc this is long asffff and i didnt mean to make it this long lol but i hope yall like it :) feel free to request or send me feedback

warnings: swearing, IT, idk basic stuff based off of the movie so i guess this is scary?? idk

Your hands shake with so many emotions, you couldn’t even process that this was happening. With two little pink lines covering the white paper, you held the pregnancy test between your fingertips and your mouth agape. The doctor told you that it would be less likely to get pregnant as you got older but this was a sign from the heavens.

“(Y/N), (Y/N!)” you hear Richie’s raspy voice call out to you.

In that moment, you decided to keep it a secret - the pregnancy - and shove the test into a nearby drawer.

“I’m coming, I’m coming, what is it?” You repeat, jogging down the stairs. Judging by the eagerness in his voice, it must’ve been impotent.

He turns to you as you emerge from the staircase with wide eyes. His hair was more tousled than normal and his phone was encased in his palm. His eyes where wide with his eyebrows raised above them and his face was visibly paler than normal making your stomach clench in anticipation.

“Its back.”

Your stomach dropped at the awful demon’s name. His voice sounded a mile away and laced with fear. This brought you back to when you were 13 and even though this was the year you met the love of your life, it was also the most traumatic year of your life.

You walked hand in hand down the familiar road that your shared house was built on before you moved away from this haunted city. Everywhere you looked, small fragments of memories raced through your mind, some of them delightful, others saddening. The sky resembled the color of iron with the wind rustling the leaves and sweeping through your hair. You and Richie were currently walking to Bill’s childhood home to meet up with the rest of your old friends.

It has been about two years since the last time you where all together, luckily you all kept in touch.

You were greeted into the house with open arms and large smiles. Being back with your friends made you feel like your full self again; you missed Bill’s stuttering that has gotten increasingly better since you where kids but every now and then, he’ll struggle getting out some words, Beverly’s real but sarcastic remarks, Ben’s brain that knew information about anything and everything at any given time, Stan’s humor and clap backs, Eddie’s cleanliness along with his humor that always kept up with Richie’s, and Mike’s intelligence and kindness. A few new members have come along, like Beverly’s boyfriend, Daniel and Mike’s wife, Rebecca.

After eating and talking about the glory days, it was time to get down to business. Everyone fell silent as you all listened to Bill explain who has gone ‘missing’ and where the crime had happened. More information was exchanged as to what was different this time. Instead of children going missing near sewers, the attacks and crimes are now happening in homes.

So far, 34 children have gone missing in the past 4 weeks.

“Richie, I’m scared. I know that it has been 27 years and I shouldn’t fear this stupid fucking clown, but I do. I don’t think I can do this again.” You whispered and pressed your forehead against his. You were telling the truth, just not the whole truth. If something would happen to the forming baby inside of you, how would you explain that It had killed a baby that he didn’t know about? All of the stress had started to pile up resulting in you almost having a panic attack. Did he even want a kid? Well obviously not now, there’s a killer demon running around the city. 

He sighed and rubbed along the outside of your arm before kissing your skin, “I know, but we have to. No one else will do it, it is all up to us.” 

You nodded and embraced him, knowing that this was something that must be done to save hundred of lives.

You trudged through the sewer water with a flashlight in one hand and a baseball bat in the other. You were volunteered by Beverly to be one of the leaders walking through the tunnels which you punched her in the arm for after her bold statement. Your hands were shaking causing the light of the flashlight to wiggle around the concrete walls.

“Jeez (Y/n), we may attract the clown if you keep shaking the light around like that.” Eddie snickered.

“At least I’m leading us through these tunnels, unlike you and the rest of the boys, who have no problem walking behind me.”

“Well, at least I- What the hell was that?” Eddie went to sass you but was cut off by a loud BANG coming from the tunnel horizontally to the group.

The familiar snicker was heard echoing off of the walls. You heart seemed to stop beating in your chest as your eyes flew open to try and see where the demon was.

“Guys, I think I see it,” you mumbled, walking towards the noise. “Guys, I don’t- Guys!” you yelled suddenly turning and noticing that no one was behind you anymore.

You couldn’t have walked that far from everyone, it had only been a couple of seconds. Panic started to sting through your body as the realization that you were absolutely alone.

“Richie?” you yelled, flashing the light down the tunnels to try and see anyone.

“(Y/N!)” you heard the voices of your friends screaming for you.

“I’m here, I’m here, I’m-“ you stopped mid sentence and stopped walking when you saw a light. You heart’s beating started to decrease its pace when you thought the light was coming from another flashlight.

“You found us (Y/n.) Thank you, thank you, thank you.” you heard the whispers of what sounded like 5 young adults. Your stomach dropped to your feet as you realized that you were’t alone anymore.

“O-oh my god.” your breathing seemed to all pack into your throat at once when you saw the ‘children’ covered from head to toe in blood and clothes that was ripped and torn all around their ghostly white bodies.

You woke up to Richie’s voice screaming your name multiple times. Your head pounded against your skull and all of the loud noises were not helping. Your eyes seemed to blur before focusing on the love of your life’s face in front of you, holding your cheeks between his palms.

“You can’t leave me, I need you, please wake up.” he pleaded.

Your eyelids slid open to reveal Richie, in a state of panic, with dirt smeared across his cheek and blood falling off of his eyebrow.

“Rich-“ you sighed and rubbed your thumb over his chin before pulling him against you. He sighed into your hair before you two seemed to come back to reality when you heard a loud, ear piercing shriek from Stan.

“Coming back was such a mistake. No one will leave this time.” Pennywise sang, his voice chanting higher on the words such and no.

He currently held Beverly and Mike between his arms, their eyes wide and breathing staggered.

You grabbed your bat, walked right up to that fucking clown, and swung upwards to make his teeth bite into his lip.

His skull was cracking along with his mouth because of you, Bill and the rest of the loser’s crowded around you and grabbed Mike and Bev from his grasp. They were both struggling to breathe and coughing profusely. You stood in front of everyone with your eyebrows furrowed at this demon, clown, whatever it was.

Suddenly, he grinned before crouching down and becoming a small child. The kid must’ve been about 4, standing up and walking towards you. He had black hair with little curls forming at the ends of some strands, freckles sprinkling across his nose and below his eyes, along with your eyes.

This was your child.

“Why’d you do it mom?”

Your heart stopped. 

“Why didn’t you save me? You could’ve saved me. Saved me from It, but you didn’t. You sent me here, why?”

“I-I didn’t-“ a tear rolled down your cheek. The weight of the world felt like it had been placed on your shoulders and your chest started to tighten at the thought that this might happen in the future.

“Yes you did, you didn’t want him to know,” he looked at Richie, “why?”

“(Y/n)…” Richie’s words sounded low and scarily steady. You looked back at him with wide eyes, he frowned at you, obviously confused as to what was happening.

“Mom, that’s him, you told me he didn’t want me, does he want me now?” the child’s voice was so soft, innocent, and realistic.

“Look-“

“It’s okay. I float now and you will too.” he smirked at you, before repeating his words.

Your ears started to ring with the sound of babies crying, louder and louder, you started to try and block out the noise which only seemed to be effecting you. The sound was deafening and your started to scream out in pain.

You closed you eyes and covered your ears trying to stop this awful noise and then, it all stopped and you felt a palm rub along your back.

“It’s gone, (Y/n) it left. Hopefully for good now. Stan killed It. It’s okay.” Richie said, brining you up and wrapping his arms around you.

Your tear stained cheeks pressed against Richie’s shirt as he soothing ran his fingers through your hair. Relief had flooded through you but also panic.

‘It transforms into the thing we fear the most, that why we call it, It.’

to be continued…