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eddiekaspbrakirlsblog · 8 months
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I just know that Richie Tozier was a WRECK on his and Eddie’s wedding day , I JUST KNOW THAT MAN WAS ABSOLUTELY LOSING IT AT THE ALTER LIKE TEARS STREAMING DOWN HIS FACE , because he was SO happy🫶🫶🫶🫶 !!! he defo woke up that day like “time to marry the loml how hard could it be?” And then absolutely sobs when he sees Eddie☹️☹️☹️☹️.
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haflacky · 7 months
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Drunk kisses
Commission for @iamschnazzleberry thank you so much!
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4nemo1egend · 1 year
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Give me Richie and Eddie being closer with each other than with any other Loser.
Give me Richie and Eddie who have sleepovers and late night hangouts without any of the other Losers knowing.
Give me Richie who climbs in through Eddie's window every second night, at exactly 11pm and give me Eddie who is always up and waiting with nervous and excited butterflies that he wishes would go away.
Give me Eddie who's snort can't be contained every time Richie falls on all fours when he climbs in bc he keeps forgetting about the part of the windowsill being too high so his foot get stuck.
Give me Richie who blushes and calls him an asshole for laughing and reminds him that he's going to wake his mum up.
Give me Eddie who excitedly goes through Richie's backpack to see what he brought to entertain them with that time.
Give me them just enjoying each other's company as they read comic books and listen to music. Or maybe they just talk while they lay shoulder to shoulder on Eddie's bed, trying to discreetly touch the other without making it too weird or too awkward bc boys aren't supposed to want to hold hands with other boys and they aren't supposed to be in bed with their best friend like that.
Give me Eddie who blushes from head to toe every time Richie bumps their shoulders or gets too much into his personal space to tell him something incredibly exciting that makes his blue eyes sparkle.
Give me Richie who stumbles through that same window at 1am every time after they exchange a hug that lasts a bit too long and a promise that Richie would be back with more fun stuff. Cheeks red, heart beating like crazy, face aching from smiling so much.
Give me Eddie who lays back in his bed that has the smell of his best friend still there and it's so comforting that he falls asleep faster than the nights when Richie doesn't come over. Content, happy, warm all over.
They never tell the other Losers. They never wanted to. It was an unspoken agreement. Their little secret. Too intimate to share. Too special for the town like Derry.
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reddie-fangirl24 · 10 months
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Richie stood behind Eddie, a wide grin spreading across his face as he held a comb in his hand. "I'm trying to fix your hair, so hold still," Richie playfully scolded, his voice laced with affection.
Eddie rolled his eyes but complied, turning slightly to face his husband. "My hair didn’t need fixing! It was yours that’s a trainwreck! And you better not make it worse, Trashmouth!" he teased, unable to hide the fondness in his voice.
Richie chuckled and ran the comb through Eddie's soft locks, his fingers occasionally brushing against his scalp. It was a simple act, but it held a deep intimacy that only they could understand. When Richie was a kid, his mother was not patient or gentle when it came to brushing his hair. The brush picked roughly at the knots, making his scalp ache for the rest of the day.
As Richie meticulously adjusted Eddie's hair, he couldn't help but recall the countless times he had teased his friend about his meticulous grooming habits back in Derry. He used to joke about Eddie's fanny packs and how his hair always had to be perfect. But now, as they stood together as adults, Richie realized how much he adored those quirks and how they had become an integral part of who Eddie was.
Eddie watched his boyfriend’s reflection in the mirror, a soft smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Despite the years that had passed since their terrifying encounter with Pennywise, Richie still had a way of making him feel safe and loved. It was a feeling he cherished every day.
Finished with his task, Richie placed the comb on the bathroom counter and turned to face Eddie, his eyes shimmering with affection. "There you go, Mr. Perfect," he said, his voice filled with a mix of playfulness and adoration.
Eddie blushed, his gaze meeting Richie's. "Thanks, Trashmouth. We should get going now. We don’t have a lot of time," he replied, his voice filled with sincerity.
Richie closed the distance between them, his arms encircling Eddie in a warm embrace. "Do you think Ben and Bev would hold their wedding for us?" he teased, his eyes lingering towards the bed.
Although Eddie couldn’t resist Richie’s affection, he shook his head to resist his intentions. Later, he said in his mind. “We just fixed your hair. You’re going to look like Big Foot’s brother.”
They stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, cherishing the love they had fought so hard to preserve, their own version of happily ever after. They were attending Ben and Beverly’s wedding today, another love story that had its falters due to Pennywise’s curse against Derry. 
Richie nuzzled his face into the crook of Eddie's neck, his voice muffled but filled with mischief. "Come on, Eds. We've got time for a quick detour," he whispered, his warm breath sending shivers down Eddie's spine.
Eddie chuckled softly, his fingers gently tracing patterns on Richie's back. "You're insatiable, Richie. We have important things to attend to, remember?" he replied, a mix of playfulness and affection in his voice.
Richie pulled back slightly, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Yeah, yeah, important things. But we deserve a little fun, don't we?" he countered, his lips curling into a playful grin.
Eddie couldn't help but smile, his heart swelling with love for the man who had brought so much joy and laughter into his life. Richie had a way of making even the most mundane moments feel like an adventure, and Eddie cherished every second of it.
As much as Eddie was tempted to give in to Richie's playful advances, he gently extricated himself from the embrace, a hint of reluctance in his eyes. "We really should get going, Richie. Ben and Bev have been waiting for us," he said, a touch of regret in his voice.
Richie pouted playfully, his eyes widening in mock disappointment. "Fine, Mr. Responsible. But you owe me a rain check," he replied, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.
Eddie rolled his eyes, but a soft chuckle escaped his lips. "Deal," he said, his voice filled with warmth.
Hand in hand, they made their way out of the room. As they stepped into the day, their hands intertwined, Richie and Eddie embraced the future that lay before them. 
Eddie took a breath. That moment will come, he thought to himself. Just when to ask the love of his life to marry him was a tough question.
Something I may continue. Let me know what you think!
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chosenhanlon · 9 months
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reddie coded? yes.
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A offers B a hip massage after taking it up the ass for the first time and it just leads to more sex.
Or it maybe it doesn't. Maybe it just leads to some nice cuddles and emotional intimacy. That's super cool too. If not much cooler.
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stanley uris x reader 😒
Stanley Uris x fem!reader, Reddie
"Shut up, Richie!" Eddie screeched from his place alongside Richie in the hammock. "You're so disgusting..."
"But you like it, don't you, Eds," Richie taunted. "I mean, how can you not, you love me, right?"
"Well, yes, but I wish I didn't," Eddie said, shoving Richie out of the hammock.
"Ten minutes, Eds," Y/n stood over the boys, hands on her hips. "It's my turn in the hammock." She gave him a cheeky grin as he begrudgingly stepped out of the hammock. "Thank you." Y/n slipped into the hammock and waved Stanley over.
"I'm not getting in the hammock with you, but I will sit right here and talk to you." Stan sat on the ground, holding Y/n's hand over the side of the hammock.
"C'mon, babe, please! It's just ten minutes, you only have to lay with me for ten minutes."
"Stan doesn't even like laying with you for two minutes, I'd bet," Richie called from across the clubhouse.
"That's not true!"
"Yeah, what he said," Y/n got out of the hammock and put her hands under Stanley's arms, attempting to lift the boy into the hammock. He slumped over in her arms, making his body dead weight. "Come on, Stan! Don't be an asshole!"
"Yeah, Stan, don't be an asshole!" Richie crudely mimicked Y/n's voice. Eddie slapped the back of Richie's head, making his glasses fall to the ground. "Gee, thanks, Eds. Why don't we let Y/n hit me harder than that, shall we?"
"Shut up, douchebag," Y/n retorted, unsuccessfully lifting Stan. She pulled her arms back to her body and Stan fell to the floor, dirt coating his face.
He spit on the floor, scrubbing his tongue. "Why did you do that?" He stood up, dropping into the hammock. "Now I get to sit here all alone." Stan held up his hand and made a shooing motion.
"No." Y/n forced her way into Stan's lap. "Not all alone." She gave him a just try to get rid of me look.
"Fine," Stan put his hands on her hips and she leaned down to kiss him until she was hit in the face with a ball of paper.
"NO PDA IN THE CLUBHOUSE!" Richie yelled.
"Shut up!" Stan and Y/n replied in unison, flipping him off. Stan sat up, pulling Y/n's lips to his as Eddie gagged.
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liv45no · 1 year
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Eddie: *trying to fix something*
Eddie: could you give me a hand?
Richie: sure.
Richie: *grabs Eddie’s hand and holds it*
Eddie: you’re cute but that’s not what I meant.
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neverwasreddie · 1 year
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writing reddie fic is so hard because like. not only do i have to be funny in a middle aged comedian trying-too-hard-but-still-funny-to-my-friends way, and in a naturally hilarious way, but then also in a dry, risk analyst, only-funny-to-one-comedian-but-also-the-funniest-thing-this-comedian-has-ever-heard way?? i have to be comedian-funny but than also funny enough to make a comedian laugh without even trying?? fuck outta here who gave them the right
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resident-gay-bitch · 1 year
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Steddie Masterlist
hi! welcome to my Steddie masterlist. here you can find all of my Eddie related works :)
(all of my wips are in green, and my smutty fics have an * beside them)
you can find my general masterlist here, and you can also find all of my fics and more on ao3 and wattpad :)
requests are closed at the moment :/
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multichaps:
Baby Stardust singledad!steve x roomate!eddie christmas fic
Soccer Dads steve and eddie's daughters become best friends
Steddie Week 2023 submission :) following all the prompts for 7 days
one shots:
here is a link to my steddie ficlets list because I write so many
Sunflower Boy steve x eddie meet as kids, then again in s4
Smalltown Boy s1 au - inspired by bronski beats song smalltown boy
Communication Breakdown eddie doesn't know he's dating steve
Missin’ You Big Boy steve x eddie angst
Cant Keep A Secret rob & ed come out to eachother - steddie & ronance
Hellraiser steve x eddie accidental date trope
Skull Rock steve x eddie gay awakenings at its finest
Oblivious extraOblivious!steve x superPining!eddie
Valentines Sucks * eddie x steve hate valentines until they kiss
First Time * dom!top!virgin!eddie and steddie pre first time nerves
Sunshine Smile rockstar!eddie and steve find love again after separating
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eddiekaspbrakirlsblog · 8 months
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“karma is the guy on the screen coming straight home to me” is eddie kaspbrak coded btw
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trashm0uthtoz1er · 2 years
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comment what kind of songs richie would blast in his room and scream the lyrics to.
ill go first.
take on me by a-ha
everybody wants to rule the world by tears for fears
head over heels by tears for fears
billie jean by michael jackson
careless whisper by george michael
livin' on a prayer by bon jovi (with bev)
don't stop believing by journey
call me by blondie (BEV WOULD GET HIM INTO THIS CANON)
uptown girl by billy joel
summer of '69 by bryan adams
don't you want me by the human league (ALL THE LOSERS)
NEVER GONNA GIVE YOU UP BY RICK ASTLEY
last but not least. EDDIE MY LOVE BY THE CHORDETTES
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loooopside · 1 year
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reddie-fangirl24 · 9 months
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Walking into their bedroom, Eddie heard the shower running in the other room. Listening closely, the water pounding was louder than usual, like it was just hitting the floor. Peering into the slightly open door, Richie was sitting on the side of the tub dressed in his shower robe, his shoulders shaking. Noticing Richie's tear-streaked face, concern filled his heart and Eddie went into the bathroom.
"Richie, what's wrong?" Eddie asked, placing a comforting hand on Richie's shoulder.
Richie managed to silence his cries so he could explain himself to his boyfriend. "It's... it's my career, Eddie. It's been eating me alive lately. The stress is overwhelming."
Eddie squeezed Richie's shoulder gently. "Hey, hey, it's okay. Tell me what's been going on."
Richie took a deep breath, attempting to steady himself. He leaned against the crook of Eddie’s neck. "I've been struggling with the pressure. My career has been skyrocketing!” He emphasized with his arm, nearly smacking Eddie in the face. Talk about a role reversal. He put his hands at his sides for time-being and looked into Eddie’s caring eyes. 
“And while it's amazing, it’s been pulling at my ass... I feel like I'm constantly trying to keep up with everyone's expectations.”
“Do you think David is pushing too much publicity for you?” Eddie asked, referring to Richie’s new agent. While they were still in Derry during Eddie’s recovery, Richie quit working with Steve because of creative differences. It took a while to find a new agent, but once he did, Richie immediately hit it off with David, having the liberty to write his own comedy and not have to censor anything.
“No, David is amazing. This is the publicity that I want instead of having to play that I’m straight!” Richie cringed at that whole thing. It’s what made coming to terms with his sexuality harder. When he first performed his whole coming out act, he was so happy, practically floating above the ground. And glowing.
“So, what’s bothering you? Are you just overwhelmed?” Eddie asked him.
Richie took a deep breath. He held Eddie’s hand in his, rubbing small circles around it. “And... I’m scared that I might lose myself in all this. Like, what if I become this big tight-shot Hollywood star who's too blind to see anything in front of him?"
Not expecting that answer, Eddie stared into his boyfriend’s eyes. “Richie, you are never going to turn into that.”
“You really think so?”
“Richie, and I’m going to regret saying this, but you are the most compassionate man. Even when we were kids you were never afraid to be yourself. You are so silly and unlike other comedians, you want to make people laugh. And you want to make people feel good about themselves like you do with me,” Eddie smiled.
“Wait, I really make you laugh? I thought you were being sarcastic whenever I tried to make you laugh.” Richie raised an eyebrow, though he was teasing him.
Eddie rolled his eyes, twirling his fingers through Richie’s curly hair. “Look beyond the sarcasm and annoyance, dumbass!” Richie burst out laughing. “You make me laugh. You create your own jokes instead of copying someone else. For example, you don’t copy Jim Carrey.”
“Jim Carrey?” Richie questioned, raising an eyebrow.
“I don’t know many comedians, Richie! The point I am trying to make is that you don’t copy anyone else. You want to be you. A big shot Hollywood star goes after somebody else’s work, turns his back on others, and then fails to make original content.”
A glimmer of gratitude shone through Richie's tear-filled eyes. "Thanks, Eds. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
Eddie's grip tightened on Richie's shoulder, his voice filled with reassurance. "It's okay to feel overwhelmed,” he smiled before his voice turned serious. “But I don’t want you hiding any of this from me. Come to me when you’re feeling down or stressed, or even happy about something. Please, don’t beat yourself up. I want to be here.”
Richie nodded, feeling better, but still worn out. Turning off the shower, Eddie had an idea. "Let's take a bath, Richie. It might help you unwind a bit."
Filling the bathtub with warm water and soothing bubbles, Eddie helped Richie step in. As Richie soaked in the bathtub, Eddie massaged his shoulders and neck, working to ease the tension that had built up from the stress. He leaned back into Eddie’s calming touch. When was the last time he let himself relax like this?
After a while, Eddie helped Richie out of the bath, wrapping him in another soft towel. He guided him to sit on the bed and fetched a fresh set of clothes for him. As Richie dressed, Eddie knelt in front of him, taking the time to brush his boyfriend's hair.
"How do you feel now?" Eddie asked, his voice gentle as he looked up into Richie's eyes.
Richie managed a small smile, feeling a weight lifted off his shoulders. "Better. Thank you, Eddie.”
Eddie smiled back, his eyes warm with compassion. "We’re all here for you no matter what, Richie.” And they shared a sweet romantic kiss that made their insides burn with passion.
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paper-lilypie · 2 years
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Eddie Kaspbrak X Richie Tozier || Rated T || Word count: 1.1k
Eddie had first spotted it a month back. And like any other fleeting curiosity at the edge of his line of sight, he forgets about it once it disappears behind him.
But then he spots it again. And again. And again.
He doesn’t understand why this time was different.
I posted the thing!
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⚠️ TW ⚠️ So Richie had some tough teenage years that involved some sh and some scars let's say maybe even an attempted suicide. What I wanna focus on tho is imagine adult Reddie having a little girl that also indulges in those activities and Eddie or Richie finding out....you have a sad little girl that has the best and most supportive parents, you have Richie trying to help as best he can but being terrified for understandable reasons and then you have Eddie....absolutely loosing it being worried everyday not only for his daughter but also his husband. Add some fluff there too just to be nice and boom angst
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