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izupie2 months ago
"Eds?" Richie whispered into the silence. The sheets rustled loudly as he turned over and stared at the back of his boyfriend's shadowed head.
Richie sighed quietly, about to turn back around, when there was a sleepy murmur from Eddie. "Mm?" he hummed.
But now that he'd got his attention Richie felt his throat close up and he clenched his jaws shut tightly while the silence dragged on. If he left it long enough he wondered if Eddie would forget he'd said anything and go back to sleep. "What if I wake up?" he blurted.
"What if I wake up, like, for real?"
Eddie shuffled and turned around to face him. His features were hard to make out in the darkness of the bedroom, but a sliver of silver caught what light there was. Richie reached out and traced his fingertip down the thin line.
"What if I wake up and lose you?" Richie whispered brokenly. "I don't- I can't-"
"Richie." Eddie stilled his hand and linked their fingers together. "It was just a bad dream. This is real. I'm real," he said softly, but firmly, "I saved you, Stan saved me - we're all okay."
"But... but what if... what if this is the dream, and I wake up and I'm- I'm back in that fucking hotel, holding my cracked glasses, sobbing and broken and you- your guts were all on the outside, Eds. You know they shouldn't be on the outside! The... that clown..."
Eddie squeezed his hand. "Rich- baby- c'mon- in your immortal words - we killed that fucking clown. I kissed you out of the deadlights. Everything you saw in there was the dream, I promise."
Richie gave a dry chuckle as he cradled Eddie's cheek beneath his palm, revelling in the solidity and warmth of his skin. "I still can't believe you took advantage and planted one on me while I was all wigged out and deadlighted like that."
"Oh yeah, the staring blankly ahead with freaky as shit milky eyes was really doing it for me."
"I knew it." Richie laughed and took a deep breath. "Sorry, Eds. I didn't mean to wake you up, but the dream felt so real again..."
Eddie placed a hand on the small of Richie's back and pulled himself closer, slotting their bodies together. He kissed the bristly stubble on his jaw and moved up to kiss just below his ear. "This is real," he whispered.
Richie shivered and smiled, though tears gathered in the corners of his eyes. "I love you so much."
This couldn't be a dream..... could it?
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Look at this incredible illustration I commissioned from @haflacky !!! Have you ever seen a more beautiful piece of art in your life? No you haven鈥檛 you goddamn liar.
This is from my fic 鈥極ur Days and Nights are Perfumed with Obsession鈥 from the series 鈥楤ut We鈥檙e the Greatest, They鈥檒l Hang us in the Louvre鈥, all available to read on AO3.
I actually got this a while ago but I was waiting to post it until I actually had some new content, and I鈥檓 excited to say that I now do! It鈥檒l be up on AO3 once it鈥檚 back from being proofread (go bug @gaystuartlittle if you鈥檙e feeling impatient).
I am OctopusQueen on AO3. Read me over there, talk to me over here. Long live Reddie y鈥檃ll.
(Oh and I guess happy thanksgiving? Ever since I left the US I鈥檝e completely lost touch with the national holidays over there.)
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daylightinathousandcuts3 months ago
kidnapper: we have your boyfriend
eddie: i don鈥檛 have a boyfriend
kidnapper: then who is this brown haired guy rambling about how awesome he is
eddie: oh that鈥檚 richie
eddie: no returnsies
kidnapper: but please
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pjobroadwayslut143 days ago
i鈥檓 really in my feelings over teen reddie being just so fucking obnoxious at all times and the losers love them obviously but sometimes they don鈥檛 LIKE them, but then they catch them doing something very domestic and realize 鈥渙h they鈥檙e actually in love鈥
the losers at richies house for movie night and bill walks into the kitchen for some water and sees eddie sitting on the counter braiding richie鈥檚 hair with a smile on his face from behind while they wait for the popcorn
stan having to drop something off at richies house while mags and went are out of town and having eddie come to the door in his pajamas and hearing richie singing from the kitchen
mike and eddie in the car together and then eddie tells him a story of something stupid richie did or how something mike said relates to a richie story and eddie just telling him all these things with the brightest laugh and biggest grin
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heytherejulietx4 months ago
it chapter 1 & 2 masterlist
* = favourite
richie tozier;
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slowly kissing down the body. - fluff
growth spurt. - fluff
comforting. - fluff
not him. - angst / hurt-comfort
my fault. - hurt-comfort
cold. - fluff *
innocent. - fluff / hurt-comfort / angst if you squint *
bowers. - angst / hurt-comfort / fluff
damn you, richie tozier. - fluff / angst if you squint *
suspect - fluff *
stay - fluff
quiet - fluff / angst *
rain - fluff *
you鈥檙e all i want - angst / hurt comfort *
haunted house - fluff
stanley uris;
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being in the hammock. - headcanon, fluff
rum. - fluff *
movie night - fluff
lyra - fluff *
bear - fluff
uncles - fluff
cookie dough - fluff / comfort
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鈥渋 thought you鈥檇 want me to.鈥 - angst / hurt-comfort, fluff
fever. - hurt-comfort / fluff *
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seecarrun26 days ago
One of my favorite reddie tropes is when more than one Eddie shows up for some delightfully fanficy reason, and Richie鈥檚 first reaction is to be like 鈥渙h, I鈥檝e had this dream before鈥
Just. Peak comedy. A+. Well done to everyone that has or will ever make that joke, because I giggle every single time. Keep em coming.
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kmcarras8 months ago
please reblog if you like it and let me know your reactions. algorithms are not my friend because i spend 2.5 months making each part and not posting during that time, so signal boosting is very appreciated and helps keep me motivated to make more.
trigger warning 鈴
tw: TW: Misogyny, bulimia being used as an insult, internalized homophobia, homophobia, a period-typical problematic juvenile ableist joke ("special education"), blood, crude dick drawings, written references to: ((sex, suicide, death, murder, the clown)), bullying, body hair shaming, body shaming, minors contemplating looking at sexually inappropriate imagery
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eddieeatsassa month ago
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Bobbing For Bitches
It's their first year in college and the Losers were expecting to spend Halloween indoors. However after being invited to a frat house's costume party, they decide to make the most of the night.
Unbeknownst to Eddie, making the most of the night might mean finally acting on his feelings for Richie.
But for that to happen, he'd have to actually acknowledge them first.
馃巸 馃巸聽馃巸
This is my piece for聽HallowRen鈥檚 Spooktacular IT Project 2.0! My prompt was聽鈥淐ostume Party鈥. Final chapter coming soon. >:)
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ur-not-reddie4 months ago
a/n: hi :鈥))) i feel like i haven鈥檛 published any works in so long, so i鈥檓 really sorry if this isn鈥檛 the best. i鈥檝e had the idea of werewolf richie for so long and i鈥檓 happy to be finally writing it! i also want to shout out @cr0wrichie for helping me with the idea and reading beta versions! you鈥檙e the best <3
*modern day au, early 20鈥瞫*
Richie and Eddie sit around the dimly lit, crackling campfire. It鈥檚 late, they鈥檙e both tired enough for bed, but Richie wants to check the perimeter one last time to make sure they鈥檙e safe. They鈥檙e deep in the woods, no other cabins or campsites anywhere near. Richie walks around the backside of the cabin, shifting into wolf form before coming back into Eddie鈥檚 view. Eddie smiles as Richie walks up to him, petting his thick, coarse, black fur. Richie leans his forehead against Eddie鈥檚 - communicating telepathically.聽
鈥業鈥檒l be back, just stay here.鈥 Richie鈥檚 thoughts pour into Eddie鈥檚 mind.聽
鈥淥kay,鈥 Eddie says with a soft hum. Richie gives a gentle lick to Eddie鈥檚 cheek before trotting off into the distance. Eddie sighs with a soft smile playing on his lips.聽
Eddie sits back down in the chair, watching the fire as it slowly dies. He grabs his book that鈥檚 sat in the chair next to him - he鈥檚 so close to finishing it. He鈥檚 about to get completely immersed when he hears a twig snap in the distance. He looks up, completely alert and aware now. His eyes scan the nearly pitch black woods as best he can. He decides to shrug it off after a moment of silence and turning his attention back to his book. Not even a few minutes later, Eddie hears more twigs snap and bushes being brushed against.聽
鈥淩-Richie?鈥 Eddie asks hesitantly as he hears footsteps creep closer and closer to him. 鈥淩ichie?鈥 he asks a little louder, squinting his eyes in hopes he can see clearer. Eddie then hears a low, grumbling growl - glowing, golden eyes in the distance.聽
Eddie鈥檚 frozen in place. He knows the wolf isn鈥檛 Richie as Richie has blood red eyes and a louder, more baritone growl. The honey-eyed wolf is now in full view, his matted fur resembling a chestnut brown. Eddie鈥檚 pupils grow wide as he sees two more wolves, white and gray, closely trailing behind.聽
鈥楩uck, oh, fuck!鈥 Eddie panics in his head. He so badly wants to call out to Richie, but he can only hear him when they鈥檙e connected. He wants to scream, he wants to cry, he wants to run away - anything! The wolf in front lunges slightly at Eddie, letting out a nasty, spit-flying bark. 鈥楻ichie please!鈥 Eddie yells in his head, knowing it鈥檚 absolutely useless.聽
Richie sniffs around the border of where they鈥檙e residing, finding no activity in sight - not the hoot of owls which Richie finds odd. Richie stops dead in his tracks, knowing that something is off, he can feel it. He turns around and sprints back to the cabin and Eddie. He鈥檚 nearly there when he smells scents of outsiders in their area. Richie pushes his legs to go faster, rounding the corner as he spots Eddie being threatened by beta鈥檚.聽
Richie snarls, nearly roaring as he leaps onto the wolf in front, biting at his neck and slamming him onto the torn-up ground. Richie has him pinned for a good few seconds, biting anywhere he can, causing major wounds. The other gets loose from under Richie, getting at his back and sides. Richie lets out a screeching, howly-bark of pain and backs himself up. He manages to shield Eddie as he comes face to face with the small pack.聽
Richie doesn鈥檛 hesitate, running back up, grabbing him by the neck again. He then ends up grabbing the other in between his shoulder blades, nearly scruffing him. The grip in his mouth is crushingly tight, thrashing his head back and forth until the other wolf flies out of his mouth and collides into the trees. The injured, brown wolf manages to make it back to his feet, trying his best to limp after his friends who are long gone. Richie barks and snaps at his heels, chasing him deep into the woods before deciding to let him go. He watches him fade into the distance before trotting over to Eddie.聽
Richie whines, licking away Eddie鈥檚 tears as he rests his head against his boyfriends. 鈥楢re you okay? Are you hurt? What happened?鈥 Eddie sighs happily, finding Richie鈥檚 worried thoughts strangely comforting. 鈥楾alk to me,鈥 Richie gives more soft kisses to Eddie鈥檚 face.聽
鈥淚 don鈥檛 know what happened...鈥 Eddie sniffs. 鈥淚t all happened so fast! I-鈥 Eddie is cut off by his own cries. Richie whines again, resting his head against Eddie鈥檚 small shoulder, pulling him close. Eddie wraps his small arms around Richie鈥檚 large neck, petting his soft fur when he feels something wet and sticky. Eddie pulls his hand away, realizing it鈥檚 blood.聽
鈥淩ichie, you鈥檙e bleeding.鈥 Eddie says quietly with much concern.聽
鈥業鈥檓 fine,鈥 Richie nuzzles against Eddie鈥檚 cheek.聽
鈥淣o, you鈥檙e not!鈥 Eddie frowns, holding Richie鈥檚 fur gently, trying to lead him inside. Richie pulls back, getting behind Eddie and pushing him playfully with his muzzle. Eddie whips around in a frustrated manner. 鈥淩ichie, stop it! Now鈥檚 not the time!鈥 Eddie tries to grab at Richie again only for Richie to jump back, play-bowing. Eddie groans, stomping his feet.聽
Richie runs circles around Eddie, finding humor in Eddie trying to catch him. Richie prances about, panting happily as he dodges Eddie鈥檚 attempts every time. He starts to run another lap around Eddie only for him to back up and stumble over the chair, falling flat on his face and tumbling over. Richie lays there, looking at Eddie as he tries to play it off.聽
鈥淵ou are such a stubborn idiot!鈥 Eddie rolls his eyes as a slight smirk tugs at the corner of his lips. He鈥檒l admit, he does find Richie quite adorable. 鈥淛ust come inside,鈥 he says, much more calmly. Richie looks up as he sniffs at the air. There鈥檚 nothing to smell, not even a gust of wind pushing scents through the earth - it鈥檚 a distraction method. 鈥淩ichie!鈥 Eddie snaps again. Richie鈥檚 red eyes meet Eddie鈥檚 human ones and starts to wag his tail slightly. 鈥淒o not!鈥 Eddie glares harshly.聽
Richie lets out a yawn, standing up on all fours, giving himself a small shake as he walks up to Eddie. Eddie falls behind as he playfully slaps Richie鈥檚 hind-end. Richie yelps, jumping as he turns to look at him, grumbling.聽
鈥淥h, you big baby!鈥 Eddie snickers, shaking his head. 鈥淕et inside,鈥 Richie exhales in annoyance before walking inside. Luckily the two have arranged their somewhat small home to fit a 7 foot wolf inside. Richie sits in the living room as Eddie goes to grab the proper medical supplies. 鈥淵ou should probably shift back, it鈥檒l be easier to clean them that way.鈥 Eddie says as he appears with the first-aid kit.聽
鈥楴o,鈥 Richie communicates as he leans his head back against Eddie鈥檚.聽
鈥淲hat? Why? Richie, it鈥檒l-鈥
鈥業 want to make sure we鈥檙e safe,鈥 Richie leans in more. 鈥業f I shift back and something happens during the night, it could potentially be more dangerous鈥. Eddie can sense the hurt in Richie鈥檚 thoughts, deciding to give a gentle kiss on his nose. 鈥業 love you,鈥 Richie cuddles a little too hard, pushing Eddie down.聽
鈥淚 love you too,鈥 Eddie giggles as he sits back up. 鈥淣ow hold still, it won鈥檛 hurt as bad.鈥 Eddie explains as he cleans Richie鈥檚 wounds.聽
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Shut the eff up grammarly, you judgmental bitch.
(In other words, we are very close to a very, very long chapter of Reddie content. Thanks for being patient with me as I turned 30 and had a complete breakdown, y鈥檃ll.)
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reddie-fangirl243 months ago
Hello! Could you write a story of Richie helping Eddie through a panic attack without the use of inhaler? I鈥檇 love to see your take on it, you鈥檙e Reddie stories are always so sweet.
鈥淎re you sure about this, Rich? I still have the stitches in. And this thing is pretty high up,鈥 Eddie complained to his boyfriend. This ride was taller than the whole amusement park.
鈥淐ome on, where鈥檚 your sense of adventure, Eds?鈥 Richie asked, nudging his side.
鈥淩ight up my ass just like your ideas!鈥 The man deadpanned only making Richie burst out laughing. His loud laugh made people turn their heads in his direction. Oh well, Eddie would never wish to have another boyfriend.
They were next in the large group of people to have a turn on the ride. Were these seats stable? What about the steel rods that lifted them into the air? Did this ride ever lose control with how much it spun around? Eddie was dreading the thought about how many accidents occurred on this ride.聽
Buckling in, the ride operator came around to everyone to see if they were hooked in. How could he not bother to check if people weren鈥檛 ready to chicken out?
鈥淗ow you doin鈥, babe?鈥 Richie asked when they started whirring.
Eddie was squeezing the bars so tightly that his knuckles were white. 鈥淚f we die, I鈥檓 going to kill you.鈥
鈥淚鈥檒l already be a ghost! You can鈥檛 kill a ghost!鈥
鈥淪hut up, asshole!鈥
Understanding that he was nervous, Richie took his hand once they ascended into the air. Oh God, this ride was higher than he thought. Feeling his heart pounding, Eddie took in the view of L.A. Wow, from the ground he had no idea that it looked this beautiful.
Slowly the ride turned in a clockwise direction. 鈥淵ou said that it would be fast,鈥 Eddie noted.
鈥淒on鈥檛 you know by now that it鈥檚 a bad idea to listen to me?鈥 Richie smirked. 鈥淏esides, you really want to go fast?鈥
鈥淣o, no, I like this,鈥 Eddie told him with a genuine smile. You could see everything from up here. One of their favorite things to do was walk the pier and admire the ocean. For the last four months while Eddie was recovering they鈥檇 take a walk every day. First when he was still in a wheelchair, followed by a walker, and now he no longer needed a cane.
鈥淲hat鈥檚 that place out there?鈥 Eddie asked, pointing to a dome-like building in the distance.
鈥淥h, you鈥檇 like that place! It talks all about space,鈥 Richie explained.聽
鈥淚 never realized how much of L.A. I鈥檝e never seen before.鈥
鈥淲e gotta spend a whole week exploring.鈥
Richie turned and looked at him lovingly. 鈥淵ou like it here, don鈥檛 you?鈥
鈥淪o much better than New York!鈥 Eddie exclaimed. They were still holding hands.
鈥淚t鈥檚 nice to share L.A. with someone.鈥
Leaning in for a kiss, just then the ride stopped. While they were in midair!
鈥淯h, Rich...鈥
鈥淲e should be moving,鈥 Richie answered quickly, his eyes shifting nervously.
鈥淭his isn鈥檛 part of it, right?鈥
鈥淗ow should I know?鈥
鈥淲ha- you鈥檝e never been on this fuckin鈥 ride before?!鈥 Eddie spat.
鈥淲hen did I say that I went on?鈥
鈥淏y how you annoyingly talked about it nonstop for an entire week you made it sound like you鈥檝e ridden this fucking ride before!鈥
鈥淚f I went on this, I would have mentioned it!鈥 Richie told him.
Eddie gripped the handlebars, trying to regulate his breathing. Trying to look around, other people were asking the same questions. In front of them, this couple squabbled as the girl hit her boyfriend in the arm.
His throat was closing up. Eddie fumbled into his pocket. That鈥檚 right, he no longer had his inhaler.
鈥淓ds, hey, Eds, look at me,鈥 Richie told him.
鈥淗-How are we going to get down? Are we going to fall? W-What if we get injured or we never get down at all or-鈥
鈥淓ddie, Eddie, listen to me,鈥 Richie urged him lightly. He held his hands but did not grip them so that it wouldn鈥檛 freak him out. 鈥淭ell me three things that you see.鈥
Shaking, Eddie looked around. 鈥淯h... the ocean... um, the buildings...鈥 Eddie furrowed his eyes, scrunching up his nose. 鈥淲hatever that couple is doing with the cotton candy.鈥
Richie squinted to get a better look at the spectacle. 鈥淵eah, what are they doing to it? Having some kind of Lady and the Tramp dinner?鈥
That made Eddie giggle. Good, he was laughing. Richie loved hearing Eddie laugh. 鈥淒on鈥檛 know,鈥 he answered.
鈥淣ow tell me three things that you smell,鈥 Richie encouraged him, holding his hand gently.
鈥淲e鈥檙e like a gazillion miles up!鈥
鈥淵ou can still smell!鈥澛
Eddie takes another big breath, in through his nose and out through his mouth. 鈥淯m... hot dogs... fried dough...鈥 He took another big whiff, again ruffling his nose. 鈥淒id you even brush your teeth today?鈥
Richie scoffed at the comment. 鈥淥h, now we鈥檙e going to get personal?鈥
Almost forgetting about their situation, Eddie shuddered, realizing the great height he was still at. He gripped Richie鈥檚 hand so tightly that he could have cut off his circulation. Obviously, they didn鈥檛 make these seats big enough so that he could be closer to his boyfriend.
鈥淭ell me three things that you love,鈥 Richie smiled.
Eddie鈥檚 eyes glowed. 鈥淚 love my friends.鈥
鈥淕uaranteed,鈥 Richie smirked.
鈥淚 love my job,鈥 Eddie continued.聽
Richie shook his head. 鈥淚 don鈥檛 know how you do.鈥
Eddie鈥檚 hold loosened, holding his boyfriend鈥檚 hand affectionately. 鈥淚 love you.鈥
Feeling his insides get lost in a daisy field, Richie grinned widely. 鈥淚-I love you.鈥
They shared a big kiss, not caring about their poor adjustment. Just as long as they were together. Richie kissed the top of his head and snuggled with his boyfriend. From the looks of it, they were going to be trapped a little while longer. Oh well, they were gifted with a beautiful sunset.
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merelywren2 months ago
Please stop what you鈥檙e doing and read this right now. You will cry but you鈥檒l be fucking happy about it. Gosh, this was so so good.
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heytherejulietx4 months ago
鈥渋 thought you鈥檇 want me to.鈥 - reddie
read here on ao3
鈫 content warnings - angst, hurt-comfort, swearing. i think that鈥檚 about it.
鈫 2.1k word count
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the air was thick with tension as richie and eddie shuffled around the bedroom, getting ready for bed. richie had his back to eddie as he pulled out his pyjamas, dropping clothes all over the floor in the process, though for once eddie didn鈥檛 complain about it. usually he鈥檇 be quick to groan, complaining 鈥測our side of the room is always so much messier, pick your fuckin鈥 clothes up鈥 and richie would throw a sock at him or something. but that didn鈥檛 happen. richie was being too quiet. he hadn鈥檛 said something in a while which was very unlike himself. eddie could feel eyes on him when he turned around himself to tug on his shirt, but he didn鈥檛 turn back.
richie and eddie argued all the time, but it was always playful. they鈥檇 bicker with each other, constant 鈥渇uck you鈥漵 being shouted from across the room, but it was never serious. they both could easily see that the other was holding off smiling, and it was okay. richie would come over to eddie and throw his arm around his shoulders, teasing him for one thing or another before a kiss was dropped to his head and they were fine.
but things were very not fine right now, because richie was too quiet and eddie felt like he could explode. it was all eddie鈥檚 fault, really. he鈥檇 been worked up all day because it was sonia鈥檚 birthday, and even though his mother was long dead she still managed to have a hold over him. eddie was a little more irritable than usual, his mind on constant loop of the horrible things his mother used to do, so when richie had come into the kitchen with a grin and proudly proclaimed that he fucked his mom, eddie almost blew up on him.
鈥渏esus, rich, can鈥檛 you shut the fuck up for five seconds!鈥 his voice was genuinely irritated as he yelled at richie unlike usual, and he saw the hurt flash on the latter鈥檚 face at his tone.
they had argued for a while; richie yelled that eddie hadn鈥檛 told him something was up, eddie yelled that he should have known, and after yelling for a while to cause both of them to get worked up, richie had stormed off to have a shower.
his hair was still wet as he got changed across the bedroom from eddie. usually eddie would insist that he should dry his hair before sleeping but he didn鈥檛 again. he couldn鈥檛 talk to richie. he was ashamed of blowing up on him like that.
richie had been right, eddie should have told him about what day it was. richie had a bad sleep schedule because of his job and shouldn鈥檛 have been expected to remember something he was told a while ago. eddie clenched his jaw at the thought of yelling at his husband for no reason and ruining their night. he really hated himself sometimes, or more so how he let things affect him. his mother still had an affect on him even though she鈥檇 been dead for five years, to the point where he鈥檇 worked himself up over whether he should be grieving her or glad she was dead because of the shit she鈥檇 put him through. she鈥檇 been horrible to him his whole childhood, but she was still his mom. he was always conflicted on how he should feel, and sonia had always been a tough topic. he could practically hear her laughing at him for how stupid he鈥檇 been for yelling at richie.
he heard the bed creak behind him as richie settled himself on it, and without thinking eddie grabbed his pillow and crossed the room towards the closet where he knew richie kept his spare blankets.
during his marriage with myra, they would argue so often that it became a cycle. they argued, myra cried, eddie apologised, eddie slept on the couch. it happened so often that it was almost normal. so his mind was on autopilot as he grabbed a blanket, making sure he had the thickest one so he wouldn鈥檛 get cold on the couch. he snuggled up to richie a lot in the night, and without his body heat there with him while he slept he鈥檇 lose a lot of warmth.
鈥渨hat鈥檙e you doing?鈥
eddie鈥檚 eyes widened slightly as he looked back up at richie, surprised he was even talking to him. richie was still propped up against the headboard and looked exhausted. though instead of the anger that was on his face earlier he looked confused.
鈥渟leeping on the couch,鈥 eddie mumbled, messing with the seam of the blanket he was holding against his chest. he suddenly felt like a child talking to their parent in a quiet tone, like he was scared of being scolded.
richie stared at him for a moment, eyebrows furrowing as he glanced down at the pillow and blanket before back up at eddie, before he got back up with a quiet groan and took the blanket and pillow from eddie altogether. 鈥渋鈥檓 not divorcing you, jesus eds, get in bed.鈥 he mumbled as he threw the pillow so it鈥檇 be back on the bed and stuffed the blanket back into the cupboard.
eddie stared at richie open-mouthed, confused. wasn't he supposed to sleep on the couch after an argument?
鈥渨hat?鈥 richie asked as he turned back towards eddie, arms crossed loosely.
鈥渋 thought-鈥 eddie took a moment to swallow, his mouth dry and uncomfortable. richie didn鈥檛 look mad anymore, which confused him. myra was always mad after a fight for a while. 鈥渋 thought you鈥檇 want me to.鈥 his voice was as small as he felt.
richie scoffed, a sound that was so normal from him eddie felt slightly better. 鈥渨hy would i want you to sleep on the couch? we had an argument big deal, i鈥檓 not breaking up with you over it.鈥
鈥渙h.鈥 eddie sounded almost deflated. he felt stupid for thinking richie would react like myra used to, and he wanted to cry. had he really just compared the love of his life to his ex wife? myra was basically a carbon copy of his mother, and during their marriage eddie had never been truly happy; he simply married her underneath the pressure from his mother. being with richie was so different, he felt genuinely cared for and loved. he hated that he had assumed that richie would act the same as myra.
鈥渉ey,鈥 it was only when richie spoke again that eddie realised he was crying, tears building up in his waterline as he stood stiff. 鈥渨hat? what鈥檚 wrong?鈥
鈥渇uck i鈥檓 sorry,鈥 eddie groaned as he hid his face in his hands for a moment, his fingers digging into his scalp almost painfully. 鈥渕yra used to make me sleep on the couch if we had an argument and i thought- i didn鈥檛 mean to compare you to her i鈥檇 never- i鈥檓 sorry-鈥 his hands were wet with his tears by the time he felt richie pulling them from his face to hold them instead.
鈥渉ey, it鈥檚 okay,鈥 richie鈥檚 voice was soft and caring, and it immediately made eddie feel so much better. though he was still crying so richie let go of his hands to pull him into a hug, an action that eddie greatly appreciated. he鈥檇 wanted to hug him all night. as richie wrapped his arms around him eddie held onto him tightly, tucking his head against his neck as he tried to calm himself back down. it wasn鈥檛 often that eddie let sonia or myra get into his head, but when they did he knew richie was always there for him. it only made eddie feel worse that he hadn鈥檛 told richie how he鈥檇 been feeling all day.
鈥渋鈥檓 sorry.鈥 eddie mumbled again as he held onto richie鈥檚 shirt, squeezing his eyes shut as he tucked himself as close to him as possible.
鈥渋t鈥檚 okay, eds, really. i just didn鈥檛 want you to sleep on the couch-鈥
鈥渘o, not that,鈥 eddie shook his head. 鈥渋 should have told you about today and how i was feeling and not just snapped at you, it鈥檚 not your fault that i鈥檓 just fucking sensitive,鈥 he sighed. 鈥渋t鈥檚 just, you know, she鈥檚 dead and has been for a while. she shouldn鈥檛 still be affecting me like she does.鈥
richie was silent for a moment and eddie frowned more, worried of the possibility of another argument. though before he could get too worked up again richie pulled away from the hug (eddie pouted slightly though he ignored it), and placed his hands on either side of eddie鈥檚 face so he鈥檇 have no choice but to look at him.
鈥渓isten shitface,鈥 eddie mumbled something about that being a super romantic choice of words but richie tapped his jaw with his thumb and effectively silenced him. 鈥渇irst of all, you鈥檙e not fucking sensitive. you鈥檝e been through a lot of shit and it鈥檚 normal to have reactions like this, even a while after it鈥檚 happened. maybe i did need reminding, but that one鈥檚 on me. i should have remembered what day it was since it鈥檚 important to you,鈥 richie didn鈥檛 remove his hands from eddie鈥檚 cheeks as he spoke, his thumb rubbing gentle circles against his cheekbones which eddie was grateful for. 鈥渁nd you were with myra for years, man, it鈥檚 normal for stuff like that to stick. but i鈥檒l never be mad enough at you to make you sleep on the couch. if it gets that bad i鈥檒l sleep there myself. but i doubt it will. i鈥檓 sorry for shouting at you earlier.鈥
eddie nodded his head slowly as he watched richie鈥檚 face, set with seriousness. he can鈥檛 remember the last time richie spoke for so long without cracking a joke or even a smile. he took a moment to process his words as he tilted his head enough to lean into one of richie鈥檚 hands. he was pretty sure that they both knew that his feelings over his mother and myra wouldn鈥檛 just go away with one conversation, but for that moment it was enough to settle him for the night. he and richie were okay, and that was enough for eddie.
鈥渢hank you rich,鈥 he spoke softly as he nodded again, and lifted one of his hands to rest over one of richie鈥檚. 鈥渟orry for shouting at you, too.鈥
richie nodded, a brief smile on his face before he used the placement of his hands on eddie鈥檚 cheeks to pull him in to kiss him.
if eddie wasn鈥檛 relaxed before he did then, sinking into richie鈥檚 touch with a hand on his chest. the kiss was sweet, and said nothing more than how much richie loved him. eddie allowed himself to smile slightly against richie鈥檚 lips, feeling thankful that he was with the most amazing person in the world. life couldn鈥檛 get better than it was when he was with richie; and when he was with richie it was the best.
richie pulled back from eddie and removed his hands to his cheeks, only to nudge his arm as he yawned. 鈥渃an we get back into bed now?鈥 he complained, and eddie had to smile a little more at that. richie always worked so hard that he usually ended up falling asleep straight away every night. on the rare times he ended up staying up past midnight, he got noticeably tired and sleepy, like a toddler refusing to go to bed.
鈥測eah, sorry old man i know it鈥檚 past your bed time.鈥
richie snorted and gently shoved eddie鈥檚 arm before he walked back around to his side of the bed to climb into it. they both got in on their respective sides though met in the middle; richie had his arm underneath eddie鈥檚 pillow to hold him closer, and the latter had tucked his arm over richie鈥檚 stomach to hold onto him.
鈥渆ddie?鈥 he hummed in response to hearing his name and looked up to meet richie鈥檚 gaze, seeing his eyes without his glasses in the way. 鈥渋 love you.鈥
鈥渋 love you too, richie-鈥
鈥渘ot as much as i love your mom, though, but second place is still pretty good.鈥
despite the earlier argument eddie chuckled at the joke, groaning as he lightly smacked his chest. 鈥渁nd the moment鈥檚 ruined. asshole.鈥 he mumbled, and heard richie鈥檚 chuckle through his chest as more of a deep rumble than anything.
eddie let his eyes close again as richie rubbed his free hand up and down eddie鈥檚 arm, his fingers gently grazing his skin which conveyed just enough comfort to let eddie start to doze off. in the hazy state between being not-so-awake though not-so-asleep he could feel richie press a kiss to the crown of his head, which supplied him with just enough content to drift off to sleep completely.
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seecarrun17 days ago
I Pine for You
By Car, T, 5521 words, reddie
"Eddie Spaghetti!" Went cheered, lifting his spiked hot chocolate in greeting. "No Sonia again this year?" he asked like it was a surprise, and Eddie smiled in relief that Richie's parents were willing to play along once again.
"Nope, just me," he said with a shrug, blushing adorably as Maggie tisked and pulled an extra wool knit hat out of her purse to plop onto Eddie's windswept hair. A matching pair of mittens and an extra travel mug of hot chocolate came next, and Eddie juggled the mug to slip on the mittens over his shivery hands. "Ma didn't want to deal with the cold, or the crowd."
"Don't blame her for that," Went drawled, grinning as Maggie whacked him lightly in the shoulder.
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sloppyloserbitches3 months ago
I have a headcannon that Richie and Eddie's engagement photos are recreation photos from their childhood as well as wedding pictures because you know the rest of the losers will be the wedding party
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kmcarras10 months ago
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part 6 will be posted wednesday! i鈥檓 so excited for u guys to see it. it鈥檚 the longest part by one whole minute! 2 min and 40 seconds long, 28% of the storyboard鈥檚 total length so far, and making the total time of the storyboard surpass the 10 min mark!
i鈥檓 so excited for u guys to see it. it has been my life for the past two months. i really hope u enjoy it.
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eddieeatsass8 months ago
how about richie's birthday and he blows out his candles making a wish that eddie would kiss him
(Send me birthday themed prompts; smut and fluff welcome.)
What sweethearts, awe! Since you didn鈥檛 specify if you wanted fluff or smut this one will be purely fluff, hope you enjoy. :鈥)
Richie Tozier had been on this earth for seventeen years, and he had made the same birthday wish for the last ten of them. It doesn鈥檛 matter that he was too young to fully understand what it meant to be in love at the ripe age of seven, he knew deep in his heart that he wanted to kiss his best friend.
Some things have changed, however. Kissing didn鈥檛 mean the same thing now than it did when he was seven. While his thoughts had started out with images of cheek kisses and long hugs on the playground, the years had matured his pining appropriately.
So as he took in a deep breath, steeling himself to blow out the candles on the shoddy cake-attempt his friends had lugged to his house on this Saturday afternoon, only one face flashed in his mind.
I wish Eddie would kiss me.
He opened his eyes and they locked with the same face sitting across the table, a cheery smile staring back at Richie鈥檚 dumbfounded one.
鈥淒id you forget the next step, dumbass?鈥 Beverly鈥檚 voice broke through Richie鈥檚 bubble, sending the world back into regular orbit.
鈥淚 was just building up the anticipation before performing my blow job, Beverly.鈥 Richie recovered. He pursed his lips and blew the candles out in one breath. Half hearted cheers rung out around him and he couldn鈥檛 help but notice the way Eddie鈥檚 face flushed even as he rolled his eyes.
鈥淲ho wants the f-f-first piece?鈥 Bill asked, leaning forward and cutting into the cake with the dull side of a spatula. The icing crumbled apart in chunks and scattered across the table.
鈥淣ot it.鈥 Stan quipped, shooting his hand up to touch a finger to his nose.
鈥淪tan, you made the cake.鈥 Beverly retorted.
鈥淵es, and that is why I can confidently say it is not edible.鈥
鈥淵ou made me a non-edible cake for my birthday?鈥 Richie cocked his eyebrow, staring down at it as if it had offended him.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e welcome.鈥 Stan nodded.
鈥淲ell... if it鈥檚 not edible...鈥 Richie didn鈥檛 think twice before shoving his hand down into the cake and grabbing a handful of its filling. The world moved in slow motion for the next second; Richie could hear his friends yelling, saw as Ben grabbed Beverly and moved her out of the range of impact and Mike dove on to his stomach, but his mind was focused on one thing and one thing only.
Richie鈥檚 palm made impact with Eddie鈥檚 face as it smeared cake across his skin, frosting and filling melding together to coat freckled features in muck. Richie only had a second to recover before short limbs were attacking him, knocking him to the ground and using their surprising force to climb atop Richie and pin him down like a starfish. Eddie barked out orders and the other Losers complied, grabbing the cake and shuffling over to help Eddie exact his revenge. By the time they were done, Richie was covered in cake from the top of his head to his collarbones. He was pleading for mercy, bucking his hips like he was a bull trying to throw Eddie off (which was half-way true). Finally, small hands detached from Richie鈥檚 wrists and he was able to properly buck Eddie to the ground.
鈥淵ou got icing in my hair.鈥 Eddie pouted once everyone鈥檚 laughter died down. 鈥淪orry spaghetti man, but if it鈥檚 any consolation I probably have icing in my pubic hair after the beating I just got.鈥
鈥淣o one would ever willingly go near your pubic hair, Richie.鈥 Stan deadpanned.
鈥淪peak for yourself, Staniel. Mrs. Kaspbrak happens to love my pubic hair, says it makes me look like a man of the 70s.鈥
鈥淔ucking gross, Rich.鈥 Eddie slapped his arm lightly and pushed himself up off the ground.聽鈥淚 need to shower. Please tell me you own something other than two in one shampoo and conditioner.鈥
鈥淪o you want me to lie to you?鈥
鈥淒ear god someone help this man.鈥 Mike mumbled, helping Stan up off the floor.
鈥淢y mom might have something up to your standards.鈥 Richie offered, standing up and brushing the stray crumbs off of his shirt.聽鈥淔ollow me.鈥 They left the rest of the Losers downstairs as they wandered down the hall to Richie鈥檚 bathroom.
It was a small room consisting of only a toilet, a shower bath, and the tiniest sliver of sink they could fit into such a tight space. As it were, having two people in the room was a tight squeeze, but Richie never minded when it was Eddie.
Eddie sat on the sink as Richie pushed the shower curtain aside, searching the array of bottles for something Eddie could use to wash up. He whistled absently, some tune too unfamiliar to place but just familiar enough to warm the atmosphere until Richie finally found what he was looking for. 鈥淎h-ha! Here we go.鈥 Richie turned on his heels and handed the pink bottle to Eddie, whose eyebrows raised as he read the label.
鈥淭his is bubble bath.鈥
鈥淚t鈥檚 strawberry scented.鈥 Richie offered.
鈥淚t鈥檚 bubble bath.鈥 Eddie repeated slowly, as if Richie hadn鈥檛 quite understood him the first time. 鈥淚sn鈥檛 all soap the same?鈥
鈥淵ou鈥檙e hopeless.鈥
鈥淗opelessly in love.鈥 鈥淲hat-鈥 鈥淲HAT.鈥
Richie鈥檚 stared at Eddie in horror as he realized what he鈥檇 said. It had been a joke, or at least, it had meant to be one, but the truth was too palpable and it cut right through any humor that tried to soften it.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e yelling-鈥
Silence stretched out between them as Richie鈥檚 heart threatened to break through his ribcage and pull an Alien. It took everything in him not to physically run out of the room, but something in Eddie鈥檚 gaze glued him in place.
鈥淵ou鈥檝e got a dumb way of professing your feelings for people.鈥 鈥淲ha-鈥
鈥淵ou鈥檝e told all of our friends about it, how did you not expect it to get back to me?鈥 A smirked played across Eddie鈥檚 lips, triumphant, almost.
鈥淭hose sons of bitches.鈥 Richie muttered, deflating slightly.
鈥淩ichie, you know you鈥檙e an idiot right?鈥
鈥淵eah yeah, I get it.鈥
鈥淣o, you don鈥檛.鈥
Richie looked up from the spot he鈥檇 been focusing on on the floor, meeting wide brown eyes and an unwavering smile. Eddie reached forward and pulled Richie in between his knees.
鈥淵ou don鈥檛 get it.鈥 Eddie repeated, hushed.
He leaned up and closed the distance between them, slotting plush lips against Richie鈥檚 own slightly chapped ones. The kiss was chaste, quick to come and quick to go, but electrifying nonetheless.
Richie blinked down at Eddie in an absolute haze, his brain stuttering to keep up with the changes happening.
鈥淒o you get it now?鈥 Eddie asked, a bit of a shyer tone accompanying his question. 鈥淚鈥檓 not sure, let me just-鈥 Richie swooped in then, grabbing Eddie鈥檚 face and pulling him impossibly closer as he kissed the life out of him. This time things were drawn out, slower and more heated. Eddie鈥檚 arms came to clutch at Richie鈥檚, holding on to him tightly as Richie nearly pulled him off the small section of sink he was sat on.
When they finally pulled away they were both breathing heavy, silent as they let the weight of everything settle. Richie was the first one to speak.
鈥淭hat was kinda gross, huh?鈥
鈥淎bsolutely disgusting.鈥
鈥淲e probably should have washed the cake off first.鈥
鈥淲hat did Stanley even聽use to make it taste like that?鈥
鈥淥ur first kiss will forever be tinged with the flavor of dog shit.鈥
鈥淚鈥檓 going to leave an angry yelp review.鈥
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