Pairings: Beverly Marsh x Fem!Reader

Requested: [req: via tumblr] 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.

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▪︎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 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

▪︎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

▪︎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 how 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

▪︎Unfortunately it wasn't enough

▪︎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 began- and she found you two snuggled up on top of your sleeping bags

▪︎she 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