#went: okay so they get on. doesn't mean they're gonna date / richie: hey guys I'm just gonna walk eddie home / maggie grinning: okay sweetie

[invisiblegarters]

Dangerous Romance Ep 8

Last week, Kang tried to make Sailom's friends forgive him for all that bullying and treating them like shit, mostly successfully as it turns out. But only really because they are great friends and they can see that Sailom likes him. Auto was very relatable and steadily climbed the ranks into becoming my favorite character, and Guy and Nawa were dumb with alcohol.

Also Saifah got Grandma to hire him. I'm sure that'll go well with absolutely nothing being stolen and no one being arrested and no repercussions for Sailom at all.

See? Sailom doesn't trust his big bro either. We all know.

Pffft yes Kang. Sleeping next to Saifah will totally make you smarter. Well, he knows what genre he's in, at any rate.

Just for tonight, Sailom says. That's how it starts, my friend.

Kang reminds me of my cat. I'll be minding my own business and then I'll just feel eyes on me and I'll look and sure enough, there she is staring fixedly at my face like 👀. Little creeper (affectionate).

Sailom is being really loud.

Guy and Nawa are so ridiculous. I can't take anything they do seriously.

Well I have to say Saifah has rich kids pegged. Will Sailom figure that out, though? Doubtful.

Oh wait I'm watching a different show. I forgot that Sailom is nothing like Sand. Literally the only thing those two have in common is that they're poor and in love with richie riches. And the fact that he went off without so much as trying to get an explanation pretty much guarantees that Kang's reason for not making it isn't just that he's a spoiled shit who didn't feel like it. He's not Ray, either. Gotta remember that lol.

Okay but he still could have called? Was his phone magically broken too? It just shows a certain level of thoughtlessness I dislike.

I just want to take a quick moment to say I really appreciate the trend of letting the inevitable female love rival be a real person and not just a plot device, or a villain who keeps trying to break up the main couple.

Oh that's sweet. But Saifah is not going to care Grandma. I just do not trust that face at all.

Now that the BL sheets have been mentioned I can never unsee it again.

Okay I do love Sailom. He really goes all out when he decides to do a thing, doesn't he.

Product placement!

Uh oh. And we have an injury that's gonna mess up try outs and then dad will step in and pay off coach, yes?

I have to say that this does feel a little different. Usually the rich kids have to learn the lessons of working for a thing and they don't already realize just how little it does for them to get it all from money. In these shows I mean in real life I don't think they give two shits ever haha. But Kang already seems to be very aware of this - he's aimless because nothing is expected from him and he resents it. Maybe I'm wrong though.

Huh. So he was asking for expensive stuff, not taking. I assumed he was taking. I still wonder if he stole that watch though.

Uh oh. I don't like the way Grandma asked that. I'm suspicious of everyone!

Is "I'll deal with him alone" code for makeouts? Because I believe that these two want to kill each other like I believe the sky is neon green.

Two point five please be serious.

Pfft I kind of love how chill Max and Auto are. Like I don't even care anymore it's just funny to me now.

Oh here we go with the blushing maiden shit. It's okay if these guys want to do sexy things to each other, show.

"I'm not just a spoiled rich kid anymore, right?" Oh no it's really gonna suck when you find out dad took care of this for you, kddo.

Dad what are you up to? You are so slimy right now that you're practically oozing.

Oooh he's going off. And there it is. I always knew Dad had that in him.

And hey, this is actually a good use of flashback.

Aw okay this is actually really sweet. I don't know if I'm a diehard shipper yet (so far I enjoy Nawa and Guy more overall), but do like this. I always enjoy a good "us against the world" moment.

Bro you are literally dating why are you asking if he likes you.

Lol oh dear that preview.

I'm getting better with this show. We're vibing now. I'm a little sad it took me eight episodes to do that, but at least we're here, right?

[toyboy-molloy]

reddie but maggie works as an office receptionist and thinks her boss would be perfect for her son

Maggie Tozier loved her job. Everyone in her office was warm and friendly, her job itself as a receptionist slash secretary to the CEO of the company, Eddie Kaspbrak, was both challenging and enjoyable. And to top it all off, it was well-paying and the benefits were brilliant. One her first day, Maggie had been warned the boss had quite the reputation for being hard to work with and bad-tempered; she had waved it off, setting a cup of coffee and bran muffin on his desk. He had thanked her appreciatively and returned the favour the following day. Since then, things had been fantastic.

During their many hours of conferences and meetings, Maggie had learned a lot about her boss. He was single, having separated from his wife after realising he was gay, he was keen on cars and old western movies, he was incredibly clean and organised. He was funny and kind yet he could be sarcastic and biting; Maggie had rarely seen that side of Eddie, it mostly came out when he was on the phone to someone who annoyed him. It had only taken Maggie three months to decide her boss would be perfect for her own grown up son, Richie. She vowed to get them together.

That morning, Maggie went about her usual routine. She set her bag down on her desk and logged into her computer, getting an early start on organising Eddie’s day. He arrived almost an hour later, clutching two coffees. He placed one on Maggie’s desk as he passed, smiling warmly at her. She looked up, returning his smile.

“Morning, sir,” she sipped her coffee gratefully, subtly looking him over. He was wearing his usual suit but her eye was drawn to the loud, orange and blue zi-zag tie. Maggie raised an eyebrow, “you’re looking especially sharp today. Is that for Mr. Bowers’ benefit?”

"God, no,” Eddie looked down at his tie, clearly self-conscious about it, “this is the first tie I bought as a single man. It’s stupid but it gives me confidence. I’m going to need it for that meeting later. What do you think?” Maggie hesitated, tilting her head for a better angle. It didn’t help. Eddie seemed to agree with her, grimacing at his fashion choice, “yeah I know. Maybe I’m not cut out for single life.”

“Actually, I think you could give my son some fashion tips. His taste is worse than yours.”

With a final chuckle, Eddie disappeared into his office and Maggie set her plan into motion. She looked at the calendar, making sure Eddie had nothing in his diary for lunchtime. His meeting with Bowers was early afternoon. Perfect. She rummaged in her bag for her phone, quickly texting Richie.

richie, dear, I forgot my lunch. could you bring it to work for me? ma

Despite being a busy comedian working on a new tour and a pilot TV episode, Richie replied almost instantly.

can’t dad do it? rt

Maggie smiled to herself, having expected this answer. Once she got an idea into her head, there was no stopping her. She quickly fired back a response.

honey, you know he’s had a hip replacement. he shouldn’t be driving. ma

yeah yeah I’ll bring it. fucking son of the year right? rt

Delighted, Maggie got back to work. If all went according to plan, she’d have a son-in-law in no time. She watched the clock anxiously, waiting as the hours counted down to minutes. However, fifteen minutes before lunch, Eddie left his office, wearing his jacket with his bag thrown over his shoulder. Maggie physically deflated as he approached her desk, engrossed in his phone. He didn’t look very happy.

“Bowers has brought the meeting forward, Maggie, apparently it couldn’t wait until later. Hold all calls for me, please.”

"Yes, Mr. Kaspbrak.”

If he noticed her disappointment, he didn’t comment on it. Maggie pouted, watching him leave; she got a cruel glimmer of hope as Richie and Eddie passed each other in the hall but, since Eddie was typing on his phone and Richie was examining the lunch bag, they walked straight past each other. She barely noticed when Richie dropped the bag in front of her.

“Oh, yeah, thanks, Richie, you’re the best son ever,” he said sarcastically, dragging a spare chair over to her desk and propping his feet up on the table. Maggie glared at him disapprovingly, “what?”

Maggie sighed, brushing off the incident as she reached into the bag and shared out their lunch, “nothing. So, how do it go with the executives?”

Over the next few weeks, Maggie upped her game. She mentioned as often as she could around Eddie, subtly pointing out his winning characteristics. In the end, Eddie probably thought she was one of those old ladies who couldn’t stop talking about her son. One evening, Maggie caught Eddie leaving early because he had a date. She tried her hardest to usher Richie towards the same restaurant, unsuccessfully. Richie was sure she was going mad. Her husband, Went, thought she was crazy but knew better than to interfere. Maggie was at the end of her tether and decided to bring out the big guns.

The following day, she strolled confidently towards Eddie’s office and knocked, entering once she had permission to do so. Eddie didn’t look busy but he was on his computer, typing slowly but his attention was mostly on Maggie. She cleared her throat, her confidence having waned slightly.

“Mr. Kaspbrak, are you doing anything this weekend?”

Eddie frowned, his typing ceasing altogether, “err, I don’t have any plans.”

"I’m having a barbecue. Just a few friends and family. You’re welcome to join us. I want to thank you for making me feel welcome.”

"Oh, I- err,” Eddie squirmed in his seat, clearly not used to being asked to spend time with people outside of work. Maggie thought that rather upsetting, “I don’t think that would be very professional of me.”

“Oh, tish to professionalism,” Maggie waved a hand and Eddie had to admit, her eagerness was endearing, “my husband makes a mean steak. And my son has an obsession with hot wings.”

Eddie couldn’t help the small smile that crossed his face. He had to agree with Maggie’s son, hot wings were a weakness of his, too. Finally, he ran a hand over his face, nodding, “okay, I’ll be there. Thank you.”

Maggie didn’t let her true happiness show until she was back at her desk, texting her husband her triumph. He was just pleased to have an extra person to cook for. Maggie spent the next few days preparing, asking Eddie what sort of things he liked, if he had any allergies that she didn’t know about already and what his drink preference was. Several times, he told her not to go to any trouble for him. She waved him off, informing him he was their guest and she was happy to do it.

The Toziers spent the next few days preparing for Maggie’s barbecue. Things had been tense when Richie announced he had to go back to L.A to finish his project. Maggie had glared at him in such a way Richie immediately called the producers and told them he couldn’t make it back yet. Maggie even made sure she approved of his outfit - a smart Hawaiian shirt and jeans, casual and understated.

“You invited that guy didn’t you? The one you’re always talking about,” Richie finally figured it out ten minutes before Eddie was due to arrive. His mother’s answering silence told him everything. Rolling his eyes, Richie poured himself a glass of wine, “I thought I told you I’m not interested in anyone you think is cool.”

“I have great taste, thank you,” Maggie said, somewhat offended. She watched Went through the window as he entertained the guests that had already arrived. Richie stared at her as he gulped his wine. And then the doorbell sounded, causing him to choke. Maggie patted his shoulder, “get that, would you, sweetie? I think your father needs help.”

Before Richie could get a word out, Maggie had hurried into the garden. He sighed, traipsing over to the door and forcing a smile onto his face. He didn't want to spend his evening making nice with his Mom’s wrinkly old boss. Except the guy standing there holding a bottle of wine and an aluminum foil-covered plate was not what he had been expecting. This guy was not only stunningly cute and short, he was staring wide-eyed back at Richie - he wanted to be mad at his mom for being right but he couldn’t, not when the guy looked like that.

"Um, I didn’t know what to bring”

"You- you’re my mom’s boss?” Richie couldn’t stop staring. The man was dressed in a casual suit, the first few buttons of his shirt undone.  If it was at all possible, Eddie’s eyes grew wider.

“You’re Richie?” That didn’t sound very nice and he shook his head, trying to explain to himself, “sorry, when Maggie said her son was a comedian, I thought you’d be one of those weird losers or a self-obsessed jerk that just sleeps with everyone.”

Richie smiled, attempting to suavely lean against the door frame, “yeah, well, I thought you’d be one of those old sweaty creeps that bangs their young hot secretaries.”

“Your mom is my secretary, asshole,” Eddie snapped without bite, nodding towards the house, “are you going to let me in or are we going to flirt out here all night?”

“So that was flirting?” Richie stood aside, gesturing into the house. Eddie stepped in, glaring at him, “your game needs work, buddy. Even if I do sleep with everyone,” he held out his hand, “I’m Richie by the way.”

Eddie placed his gifts on the table, shaking Richie’s hand softly, “Eddie.”

“Can I get you a drink, Eds?”

Eddie rolled his eyes, following Richie into the kitchen, “red wine, please.”

From the doorway, Maggie turned to Went, smiling mischievously. A job well done, if she did say so herself.

[yurtletheturtlehenderson]

Dating Beverly Marsh Would Include...

Requested: [I'm sorry I can't remember who requested this or if this was an anon, I'm sorry!] Hey, could I request some headcanons about dating Beverly? (Also if you could add in the reader having homophobic parents 💕)

Warnings: obviously there will be homophobia, [at the end so people can skip if they need to read safely 😊] specifically from the readers parents so please feel free to skip if need be. And remember my blog is a safe space 💕 oh yeah theres also plenty of grammar/spelling errors i'm sure

A//n: This was WAY longer than I anticipated. I just kept coming up with more stuff and holy crap I love writing Bev x readers???? Please request more Bev Edit: this was in my drafts forever and again as much as i have been trying to get requests out in order, it's been pretty tough but at least this way stuff gets out sooner so here ya go.

Okay

First of all..

Y'all make the CUTEST COUPLE, OKAY?!

Like no joke

You know that cliche about girls stealing their boyfriends hoodies/clothes??

Well that goes for both of you and you both are always swapping clothes cause you both love each other's sense of style

Plus, ya know, it's got that great boyfriend girlfriend smell

It's cheesy and played out, but it's honestly so wholesome, and again, you guys each have an interest in each others senses of styles

If you're bigger than her, and her clothes don't necessarily fit you, pfffttt no big deal, she had a million blankets that smelled like her and then you two got together and now she can only find like,, two. But that doesn't mean she doesn't love stealing your clothes!! They're baggier on her but oH MY GOODNESS DOES SHE LOVE THAT. She just loves being able to completely immerse herself in your stuff. Especially when she isn't feeling safe in her own home and you aren't around, the best thing for her is to wrap herself in her your stuff and be comforted by you. Uggh, its hella sweet

But let's start from the beginning...

Both of you knew about each other from school

You definitely heard the many rumors about "Beaver-ly Marsh"

Not that you participated, but you were always overhearing rumors from gossiping girls and bragging boys in your class

Your school wasn't huge but it wasn't small either

But it was kill or be be killed, and rumors spread like the damn plague

It was inevitable

And it was just a matter of time before you overheard the several rumors of the "slut" who did it with every guy in school.

You'd roll you're eyes at the word and the ridiculous insinuations, knowing the massively overplayed game of telephone that ruled your school was not necessary the most credible source of information

And you were positive there were rumors about you, I mean, it really wasn't possible to go to that school without a rumor going around

Everyone had one

Anyways, you never paid much attention to them, but then you met her...

And oh no.

Immediately, it was:

You already never paid much mind to the rumors, but when you got to know each other??

Nuh uh.

No way

Not Beverly

No no no no, no

She was way too sweet, and shy, and beautiful, and awesome, and funny, annnd oh no the damn butterflies were back and shit she made you feel things

And you??

Bevery had no clue she was into girls until you came along...

You were her gay awakening and her being so used to all those nasty things people said about her and all those boys??

Even though it wasn't true, any of it, she still always expected that eventually one day she'd get her first boyfriend, to love and cuddle with and everything normal

Again, then you came along and her heart was all like

BOOM BOOM BEECH

You both danced around each other a lot. Seeing as you were two precious little gay beans that lived in a conservative town in the 80s, it wasn't exactly the most accepting environment and you guys didn't know if the other was into girls at all

On both sides it was "does she like me or is she just really laid back and friendly???"

It took way too long to figure out you were both into each other

If I'm being completely honest here, y'all were like the female reddie

Two girls who became best friends and always bickered like crazy to hide your feelings

The way you two found out you had feelings for one another was bumpy and awkward but silly and cute nonetheless

It came off in a passing comment that just slipped out

The two of you were having a sleepover like you did every Friday night you were available

and you two were laying on her bedroom floor talking about anything and everything staring at the ceiling

Her radio was playing in the background and the two of you were surrounded by various snacks you had been munching on all throughout the night and the conversation drifted to gossip about your peers at school

It went a little something like this:

Y: "Did you see so and so today??"

B: "Yes!!"

Y: *laughing* "Yeah, what the hell was that?"

B: I have no idea what goes on in her head...

B: but I guess I gotta give her some credit, she's always super confident and I'm like, 90% sure that's what makes her the most desirable girl in the 8th grade"

Y: "I guess that makes sense"

B: "I do wish I had her confidence. Maybe I'd have better luck romantically"

Y: "Oh please, like you need that. You're infinitely more attractive than her"

B: "What?"

Y: *panicked* "What?"

B: *slowly sits up with smug ass smirk on her lips* are you saying you find me... attractive?"

Y: ..."what?" *sweating*

B: *still smirking* "Wait,"

Y: "WhAT?"

B: *stILL smirking* "do you-?"

Y: *full on gay panic* "No!"

B: *smirking and blushing*

B: *lays back down* "well, I think you're pretty attractive yourself, if it's any consolation"

She's still so nervous though so it comes out in a whisper

She's 99 percent certain you just accidentally revealed your crush to her but her heart was p o u n d i n g anyway

What if it just came out wrong and that's why you panicked???

Had she just revealed her crush to you by mistake???

But no

You both were a blushing mess and it did not go unnoticed by either one of you

You're hands kinda accidently brushed and you both just had a heart attack on the spot

But the connection you two had that night

You both just... knew

You guys kinda just... happened

After that you both were aware you liked each other

But it was kind of unspoken

At first

It's not like you guys never talked about it, but you two definitely became more touchy and flirty

Holding hands when no one was looking

Shortly before you guys happened and before that night, she had introduced you to losers and they just totally accepted you as one of their own

You got along especially well with Richie (wonder why)

But Bev wasn't too happy about this particular fact...

Especially after you two got together

She wasn't necessarily jealous, especially cause she already had a sneaking suspicion about his feelings for another loser, but because he took up a lot of her time with you

But then, to her chagrin, Richie found out about you two

the eight of you were hanging out in the clubhouse, and Ben had to make some adjustments so him and the others left momentarily to help him get the resources

Except you, and Bev

You two volunteered to hold down the fort [literally]

aaaaaaand you two wanted to have a few minutes alone together too,

Nothing scandalous or anything like that, but you two didn't get be close around the losers

Then Richie returned way earlier than expected [turns out he was doing more harm than good and they sent him back]

He was just outside the entrance and he overheard you two

"I wish we could tell them,"

"I know. And it's not that I don't think they'll accept us, it's-" *sigh* "I'm just not ready... I'm sorry"

"Don't be. It's okay, we can tell them when we're both good and ready."

"Thank you, Y/n."

Richie just kinda stood there thinking about what he just heard

I mean, it made sense, you guys were really close, but then again, that's just how he thought all girls were

But everything else kinda made more sense the more he thought about it

And, it honestly reminded him of him and Eddie

More specifically, how he felt about his best friend

Now naturally this was a very emotional moment, but Richie Tozier being Richie Tozier wasn't about to waltz in there and give some sappy speech about he accepts you guys and he's here for you no matter what

No, no, no

He laid down on the forest floor, sticking his head in the clubhouse scaring the shit out of you two and said

"You guys should really be more quiet, Ben may be a suspiciously good overnight kid architect sensation but he has yet to soundproof this baby"

He then stuck his arm inside the clubhouse, patting the ceiling, shaking a couple spiders loose from his his hand in disgust

"Richie...!"

You two jumped apart and you about nearly shit your pants

"Relax, I'm not gonna tell anyone,"

You both were startled as hell and absolutely disgruntled but the two of you looked at each other, simultaneously breathing a sigh of relief

He got up and joined you two in the clubhouse, and began lounging in his usual spot in the hammock, arms behind his head

"So, this means you two are both into girls, huh?"

Once again, you looked at one another and back at him, nodding shyly

He plastered on the most mischievous smirk you had ever seen and nodded his head, his huge eyes squinting slightly from behind his glasses

"niceee"

This of course was followed by simultaneous eye rolls, Bev even threw her gum wrapper at him but you laughed

It was a relieved laugh

Here you were, exposed and unintentionally outed to Richie "Trashmouth" Tozier and sure enough his reaction was "nICE"

It was honestly a relief and kinda hilarious

You guys just kinda broke out into laughter

It was nice moment

***TRIGGER WARNING FOR [PARENTAL] HOMOPHOBIA BELOW***

And for a while, everything was great. That was, until your parents began to take note just how much time you were spending with Bev

They kept an eye on it at first

Then they started asking questions

You knew this day would come one way or another

Hell, you grew up with them after all, you knew what they thought about people like you and it broke your heart

It terrified you

And it's exactly what you heard every night when you tried to fall asleep, their voices speaking to you clear as day; how disgusted they were. They weren't really there of course and it wasn't until you became a loser that you found out what that voice was...

The point is, your deepest fear was being realized so you did what you could do

Lie

And it seemed to work. Briefly

Your mother had come in to check on you two for the fifth time - usually she checked on you two four times since their suspicions - and found you two snuggled up on top of your sleeping bags

Your mother screamed, scaring the crap out of you guys and you jumped apart

Your mother was thrown into hysterics and went to fetch your father, wailing like a damn baby

Needless to say that night was a long one for everyone

And as if things couldn't get any worse, just days later you found out that Beverly had been taken by It

Immediately, every doubt, every fear, every inkling of shame your parents and your community had drilled into you was forgotten and all that mattered was getting her back

You and your friends literally went through hell to get her back

Needless to say it was a terrifying ordeal but you all had each other's backs and everyone came out okay

When you left Neibolt, you and Beverly were hand in hand

You couldn't give a flying fck about it, you just fought a shape-shifting demon clown you could face your small minded parents

And more importantly you knew even if your parents didn't support you, you had other people who did that and that was enough

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Hope you enjoyed, sorry it's so long and again this is out of order of who requested it so I'm sorry to those of you who had stuff in before this, but I've just been stuck for too long and I needed to get things moving again. Anyways, I hoped you guys like this and again, omg I love writing Beverly!!! I would not be offended if you guys asked for more Bev fics/hc when I open up requests again