Multi Fandom X Non-Binary Reader One Shots

Panic | bill denbrough

>> gif credit to @/imultifandomstuff on tumblr <<

fandom | It: Chapter One

character | Bill Denbrough

requested | @/witheredsuns on tumblr

warnings | None

word count | 1,684

keys | (Y/n) = Your name, (g/n) = guardian's noun (mom, dad, grandma...etc), (s/h/t) = she, he, or them, (f/c) = favorite color

summary | oh my gosh!! your richie x reader was outstanding and you are so talented ! do you think you could write a bill denbrough x reader where the reader has the biggest crush on him but they think he's in love with bev instead of them? sorry if that's really lame and overdone lol. have a great day!

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It was lunchtime and you couldn't decide if you wanted the meatloaf that would give you diabetes or the ham and cheese sandwich that would give you cancer. You stared for a long time before sighing. Diabetes it is. You grabbed the plate and made your way to a lunch table near the back. It was still very early so not very many people were in the cafeteria. You didn't even know why you were here so early.

No. That was a lie. You knew exactly why you were here early. You were here early because Bill was here early. He was always early. Therefore, you were always early. Whatever he did, you did, because that was the only way you could still be attached to him. That was the only way you could be there without being there if that makes any sense. It probably didn't. Bottom line is, you had an enormous crush on him. You always had. Even when you didn't know what love was, you had still managed to love him. Although, you weren't the only one.

Beverly Marsh. A girl who was also always with him. It was obvious she liked him. The longing looks. The stolen glances. The secret giggling. She liked him and you were pretty sure he liked her. That's what it seemed like anyways... That's what it had always seemed like.

>> flashback <<

"But (g/n), please. School looks so boring!" You shouted as your (g/n) held your hand, practically dragging you through the halls. Today was the first day of kindergarten, and you really didn't want to go. Life had been so easy and simple as a four-year-old. Lounging on the couch. Sleeping till noon. Eating whatever you pleased, whenever you please. Yet, as soon as you turned five, society decides to throw you in a "baby jail", as you liked to call it. Your (g/n) rolled (s/h/t) eyes and pushed you in front of the door.

"School is fun (Y/n). You can play games, make friends, learn to read and write! You'll love it, I promise." (S/h/t) said. You stared with a frown. (S/h/t) kneeled in front of you.

"Hey, you're no scaredy cat, are you?" (S/h/t) asked. You stuck out your bottom lip.

"Of course not! I just... Friends are better when they're stuffed!" You stated. Your (g/n) laughed.

"I agree, but just... Try it out for one day and if you don't like it, I'll never send you back again. Okay?" (S/h/t) asked. You signed before nodding. Your (g/n) smiled before lightly kissing your forehead. (S/h/t) stood up and opened the door, nudging you inside.

"Hi, sorry they're a little late. There was an accident." Your (g/n) said. The teacher smiled.

"It's fine. Just set your backpack next to the others and come join the circle." She replied. You slowly did what you were told, taking as much time as you could.

"Good luck, sweetie." You heard your (g/n) whisper before leaving. You trudged to the circle of other kids and sat next to a boy.

"Okay, so, to get to know our new classmates we're going to go around the circle and share our name, favorite color, and something special about ourselves. Okay?" The teacher asked. All the kids nodded.