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Jax shrugs. "Like — This." Before he knows what he's doing, he finds one hand trailing down Pomni's waist, where he fiddles with one of the sequins on her bodysuit. "..Can I take this off?"
"I, uh.. Don't really know.." Pomni murmurs, momentarily glancing behind her before staring back out at Jax and his risque position."..Can you?"
He rolls his eyes. "That's what I'm aski—"
"No, like, I mean — Can you?" She cuts him off, cocking her head to one side as she stares at him with pretty, lidded eyes. "Is it possible, even?"
Jax blinks once, then twice, before looking down at Pomni — at the curve of her hips and the glittering gold bodysuit that basically sticks to her skin. It's a very good question to ask, knowing the nature of this damn circus.
".. Oh," he mutters, narrowing both eyebrows. "I don't.. actually know."
In which Jax and Pomni find themselves behind closed doors after Caine's theatrical performance in episode eight. Both still wrapped up in glittering bodysuits, both still desperately in need of a distraction.
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28 Jun 2026
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“I wish you would’ve told me about this, Rich. Maybe I could’ve developed some emergency damage control,”
“Tell you about what?”
“Your fucking sex tape, Richie,”
Or, Richie’s sex tape gets leaked.
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10 May 2026
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Eddie won't let Richie keep his glasses on during sex.
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08 May 2026
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are we friends (or are we more?) by watchoutforthefanfics
Fandoms: IT (Movies - Muschietti)
17 Nov 2024
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“I'm gonna hang up now,” he deadpanned.
“Fuck you, Stan,” Eddie rolled his eyes -outside on his break at the diner, “-I'm just trying to figure this shit out-”
“You wanna ‘figure it out’?” Stan repeated, exasperated -in a rush of words, “-It would be so fucking easy to just talk to each other, but, if this is what I have to do to get Richie out of my fucking hair-”
Eddie could barely follow his words.
“-Then, fucking fine. What do you wanna know?”
Eddie blinked, a little taken aback by his tone, “I just… Richie acts differently with me. And I think… I don't fucking know, but I think-”
“Richie's been in love with you since the 2nd grade,” Stanley interrupted, flatly.
Eddie's whole body froze.
“What?!” Eddie screeched, face burning bright pink.
Stanley continued, unphased, “Does that help?”
Or Eddie (finally) figures some shit out.
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08 May 2026
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After they kill IT the whole damn place starts to collapse. Around them the cave and sewers crumble at their heels until they’re running up the stairs of the Neibolt house. Six pairs of wet feet thunder across the floorboards, across the lawn, and out to the road. They watch the house get sucked into the earth. They watch the hole at the back of the lot long after all is quiet. Mike drives them out to the quarry, and it’s weird to see the land of their youth paved over and fenced. Jumping off the cliff feels the same. They wash the worst of the gore off in the quarry before heading back to the inn. They spend some time quietly admiring their continued existence while sipping on drinks lifted from the bar. Bill falls asleep in a chair, his head tilted back and mouth open as he snores.
“Let’s go take a fucking nap,” Eddie says. His eyes turn to Richie. They’ve been as close as they always were as children, but that near miss is playing on repeat like a bad song stuck in their heads.
Sitting with their uninjured arms pressed together isn’t close enough. He wants to crawl inside Eddie’s chest, fall asleep and never leave. Richie swallows the last of his liquor, hissing at the burn. “Yea.”
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07 May 2026