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FINN WOLFHARD IMAGINES + PREFERENCES
DISCLAIMER: Most of these imagines are old and are very badly written.
🦓: STILL DOING REQUESTS. (DMS.)
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"hey, sweetcheeks." "sup, trashmouth."
after going to beverly's everyone decided to crash at bill's. everyone made their way to his house, richie still bickering about him waiting atleast an hour and a half for the group to come out the appartment that belongs to Mr Marsh.
"Richie it's not that deep!" you yelled at him, trying to silence his bickering. "It was pretty deep to me! we're all going insane! you all by a clown, me by my low patience that is eating me alive!" he complained.
"can we just stop talking about the waiting! you sound like my mom," you fired back, ben laughing at what was happening.
"how about you two both shut up?" stan said annoyed. "tell that to mr trashmouth..." you muttered under your breath.
you heard richie groan annoyed wich made a smile show on your face. you and richie arent the bestest of friends, not enemies, not not friends, just very not bestest friends, wich is suprising as you both are trashmouths.
a silence fell upon the group the entire rest of the way to bill's house. as you all filled up bill's room everyone started talking again. you started to lay on a carpet and use a random plushie on the floor as a pillow.
you were exhausted, like really exhausted. especially after yesterday's encounter.
FLASHBACK
you were walking to school, just as you made a turn you saw a clown, holding a balloon. "Hello, y/n!" the clown laughed. you just froze, speechless. you hated clowns. "i'm pennywise the dancing clown!" the clown kept laughing after every sentence.
the only thing on your mind was, wait what did i say? because of the bad vibes that the clown was giving you you had nothing on your mind. N O T H I N G!
"are you going to school? probably hanging out with your little friends right!" he laughed, that clown can really laugh. you just stood speechless there.
you saw richie standing next to the clown. "hey y/n, come stand here. all the losers are floating." 'richie' said with a goofy smile. "if you come with us you'll float too." he laughed.
you stood there confused as every loser stood there, side by side. until pennywise killed them, one by one. each a different way.
you were emotionless, losing breath by the second. you saw stanley cutting himself (IF YOU KNOW YOU KNOW), bill getting shot, ben getting a sword through his head, beverly getting choked, eddie getting thrown to the floor, mike getting poisoned, but the last loser came up to you.
richie tozier dying, in your arms, he was coughing, you cried by every sight of the losers dying.
you were traumatised. utterly traumatised. richie slowly letting go. "yo-you'll float too." he giggled until he started floating towards pennywise. "what do you say? will you float too?" the clown spoke.
