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tozierbeeps · 2 months
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WHEN DID WRITING SMUT GET SO HARD JESUS
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soreddieforit · 6 months
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dw spotify and ao3 have my mental health on lock
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graysmiles-world · 9 months
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forget therapy. ima go read about someone who has the same problems as me fall in love with someone who also has the same problems as me
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dwobbitfromtheshire · 1 month
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"His eyes were the color of the beginnings of autumn, green leaves turning to red when the light hit them just right right then they start turning to brown. Steve Harrington has hazel autumn eyes, dark green imbued with brown. Steve Harrington has magic eyes that change with the casting of light while my eyes are the color of mud - "
Eddie shrieked as he sat up and snatched the notebook out of her hands.
"Robin! That's private!" Eddie exclaimed.
"You left it open on Steve’s living room table for anyone to read, buddy," Robin said. "Honest to God, I thought they were your campaign notes."
"Just don't tell anyone about this," Eddie muttered.
"Yeah, everyone knows," Robin said softly.
"How?!" Eddie exclaimed.
"You did, buddy," Robin said smacking him on the shoulder. "When everyone was in Steve's kitchen and he was bent over the stove. It was your face. You leaned over and everything."
Robin leaned over, her mouth open, her eyes open in wonder.
"Oh god," Eddie said.
"You even said "great ass" very loudly," Robin said sympathetically. "It was hard to miss."
"Oh my God. Oh my God!" Eddie exclaimed.
"Don't worry, he's said on several occasions that your eyes are the color of chocolate," Robin said.
"Steve loves chocolate," Eddie whispered.
"He loves you," Robin shrugged.
"Okay, I fully accept that Steve Harrington is a boy kisser, that he accepts that I am also a boy kisser, but I refuse to believe that I, Eddie Munson, am the boy he wants to kiss," Eddie said. "Nope!"
Robin sighed and ran upstairs. She came back down with a pink diary. She flipped it open. Scribbled in the diary, over and over again, were the words: Mr. Steve Munson.
"Oh my god!" Eddie exclaimed.
"There it is!" Robin yelled.
"He's in love with my uncle!"
"Oh, for fuck's sake!"
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loverofsoups · 3 months
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I got something good for you… the main characters are these two dudes right? And they’d die for each other. I mean that literally. They’d do anything for each other. They hold one another and fight anybody who does the other wrong. You getting this? Yeah… Youre gonna get so attached. You wont be alone. Thousands will think like you. They will spend multiple episodes having extreme sexual tension and angst that sometimes feels straight out of fan fiction. You’re gonna get so high off this shit… Don’t you worry. Sorry what? What’d you say? Is it… is it what? Canon? Erm…
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mastercherry · 2 years
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Enemies to Lovers but in that very specific way where Person B turns Person A's face to get a better look at a bruise that they definitely didn't put there and B says, maybe even growls a little bit, "Who did this?"
Let me explain.
Enemies, right? Your OTP fights with each other all the time. It's not unusual for someone to walk away bruised or marked up. It's what they do. That's who they are.
But they start shifting, right? The jabs and barbs soften, lose their heat but start burning in a different way. It become less about making their day miserable and more about just wanting to be part of their day.
But your OTP isn't alone in the world. There are other enemies, right?
They're basically lovers at this point if they would ever just admit it. The sexual tension between them has long been due to snap. They're meeting up now to just be together, not to antagonize or quip. But what's this?
Person B greets A as usuall, waves at them from a distance. B notices that A is doing anything they can to avoid looking right at B. That won't do. That won't do at all.
"Hey," B says, grabbing A's arm, not too hard but hard enough to make sure A knows this is an inescapable discussion, "What's wrong?" They've come too far to lose it all now.
But A still won't turn their face towards B.
B softens their grip when they can feel A trembling. "Hey," B says, whisper-soft, concerned. B places a hand on A's cheek and forces their eyes to meet, a small gasp escaping at the sight revealed to them.
A's bruised and scuffed up. Beneath B's immediate concern is a boiling pit of rage. B's gentle press around the worst of the bruises belies their dark tone. "Who did this?"
You get what I'm saying? Enemies to Lovers in this very specific way.
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seecarrun · 2 days
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Stan has seen this show before.
“We need to—Richie, get off of me! We need—Dude, fuck off!”
Richie’s loud laughter echoes through the room, bouncing off the walls and only getting louder as Eddie elbows, shoulders, and shoves Richie down the couch, fruitlessly.
It’s eerie, really. They really are exactly like they were when they were kids.
Unfortunately for them, Stan hasn’t changed much either.
“Rich, if you want to sit in Eddie’s lap so badly, at least buy him dinner first.”
Richie chokes at that, finally flinging himself to the other end of the couch and snapping his attention to Stan, betrayed, his eyes wide and his cheeks pink.
Stan nods in satisfaction. “There. Eddie, now you can moon at Richie properly, and we all don’t have to deal with both of your annoying flirting. Everybody wins.”
He knows he only has about three seconds before all hell breaks loose, but he soaks in the calm before the storm happily.
Some things never change.
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doodleswithangie · 1 year
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Belated Valentines 27 Years (+ 1 Week) Later
A sequel to my Losers Club Valentine's Day post from 2021 because I still love them. Feel free to send these to the loser in your life ❤️
[Image Description: Fanart of the adult Losers Club from It Chapter 2. They give handwritten personal Valentines to each other in a chain (the person giving a letter is the next one receiving). Alt text provided and copied below the cut. End ID]
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Image one: Fanart of the adult Losers Club from It Chapter 2. They give handwritten personal Valentines to each other in a chain (the person giving a letter is the next one receiving). It is captioned, “LOVE YOU, LOSERS!”
Image two: Stanley gives a Valentine to Richie. It reads, "I'm never afraid with you by my side. Loud, proud, unapologetically you."
Image three: Bill gives a Valentine to Stanley. It reads, "I promise you - palm to palm, scar to scars, oath to oath - I am yours as you are mine."
Image four: Mike gives a Valentine to Bill. It reads, "You came back to me. Our friend, my focus. Our leader, my Rock."
Image five: Ben gives a Valentine to Mike. It reads, "You've always taken care of us. Let us take care of you. Never forget we love you!"
Image six: Beverly gives a Valentine to Ben. It reads, "You cradled my heart, and tucked it next to yours. (Please keep it safe, Love.)"
Image seven: Eddie gives a Valentine to Beverly. It reads, "You learned how to slay your monsters, then passed me the sword and taught me how to do the same. Thanks for that. No seriously THANK YOU."
Image eight: Eddie reads a Valentine from Richie, who is facing away eating a box of chocolates. It starts with crossed out half-sentences: "Do you want to-", "Will you be my-", "Eddie I lo-". It ends with, "Hey Eds. You know well enough."
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sunshinereddie · 1 year
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every day i think about what it would have been like if richie and eddie had been the ones to meet outside the restaurant instead. like eddie is just standing there, building up the courage to go inside, a big part of him is still contemplating turning right back around and going home, when a voice from behind him speaks up, “hey, man, you know you can just go in, right? you don’t have to wait for someone to check your ID and let you through, you know?”
eddie frowns, turning around quickly to tell this random guy to shut up…. when his eyes land on a familiar face.
“richie?”
richie’s smug grin quickly disappears. “eds,” he says, almost sounding out of breath, and upon hearing that nickname, eddie feels something rush through him that he hasn’t felt in a long time.
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rederick-ignis · 5 months
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havent drawn this guy in a little bit
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asexualasshat · 4 months
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Purposefully writing slowburn so you can put off dealing with the sex scene that is unfortunately necessary to the plot? An asexual birthright
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antisociallilbrat · 1 year
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A lot of 'eloquent writers' are not going to agree with me when I say this but; write however the fuck you want. Especially if it's for fun online, no one here is grading your shit. Yes it's a little different when it comes to original works you want to get published but fanfic? Nah no rules apply. Write in those run on sentences, fuck grammer, don't capitalize, word vomit your ideas into a google doc, fill those paragraphs up with words that barely make sense, just have fun with it. If it's nonsense it's nonsense but if it made you happy to write then that doesn't really matter does it?
Also, I fail to do this myself sometimes, but give yourself a break when it comes to writing. Your writing does not need to read like anyone else's, it's your writing. Everyone has their own 'voice' in writing and just because yours is different than someone else's doesn't make it any less.
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Okay but a year after killing It, Eddie’s driving to work, or maybe he’s doing the chauffeur thing. He’s anything but a risk analyst.
But he answers his phone with “Edward Tozier speaking.” He’s flipping off somebody that tries to overtake him,
There’s a soft little gasp and a breathless “Hey, Eds.” Bc Richie is still floored by how he’s married to Eddie fucking Kaspbrak.
And Eddie’s got this foreign fluttering feeling in his chest that he never got when Myra called - that was always a sick turning feeling of dread,
Richie rattles on a little about his day, what time he should have dinner ready for, moping about him and their pets missing their favourite little angry man. Which has Eddie riled up
“I gotta go. But I love you.”
“I love you too, Spaghetti Man.”
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dwobbitfromtheshire · 3 months
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Hawkins has been saved, Vecna defeated. Everyone helped, but it was Eddie was now a vampire of some sort with wings. Steve, filled with euphoria of having won, slapped Eddie's ass like the jock that he is.
Steve: Good game.
Eddie: *moans* Harder.
Now, everyone is looking at him, and his eyes go wide. He stretched and slapped his knees.
Eddie: Well, I'm just going to go make sure that the gate is really closed for good. Hmm, look at the time.
He spread his wings and flew up into the sky. They all watched him fly high in the sky, and they could still hear him off in the distance.
Eddie: *shrieking* Shit, shit, shit, shit!
Robin: I guess he hasn't made the connection that if we're okay with him being a vampire, then we're okay with him being anything else. You're going to need a bigger net to catch that crazy flying fish, Romeo. *slaps Steve’s back* Good luck. Maybe try lassoing him.
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darkcrowprincess · 10 days
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The losers club parents:
*trigger warning use of homophobic words*
*their parents have all noticed their children have been missing together for hours. They start looking in all the spots the kids hang out.*
Mrs and Mr Uris calling out together, their voices echoing together out near the barrens: STAN!! STANLEY!
Mrs Denbrough freaking out and hyper ventilating: We cant lose another child Zack! I can't lose another baby!
Mr Denbrough tries to console her but it feels like empty words: We'll find him. He'll be alright. Its not like Georgie he's with his friends.
Mr and Mrs Hanlon yell out together next: MIKE!!
Sonia Kaspbrak: Your children are never going near Eddie again! You hear me!
Mr and Mrs Hanlon call out again: MIKE!
Maggie Tozier is unfortunately stuck near Sonia, her husband up ahead with Ms Hanscom so they both could call out for Richie and Ben together. The parents have spread out in a big circle near the woods of the barrens. Each calling out their childrens names hoping they'll hear it. Maggie was unfortunately left to deal with Sonia( who they were surprised that the hypochondriac actually agreed to look with them)
Maggie tries to be nice and puts a comforting hand on Sonia's shoulder: Sonia it will be alright. Well find them. It's not any of the boys fault.
Sonia slaps the women's hand away and goes on a horrible tirade: NO! My Eddie Bear is delicate. He should have never run off with any of these boys! Especially your son!
Maggie is finally pissed off(and protective): What do you mean by that?!
Sonia with a cruel smile on her face: You know what your son is like. The whole town knows what a dirty boy he is. But I will not have that little faggot infecting my son with his disgusting feelings!
Maggie slaps the woman hard across her face. Red is in her vision. Her long nails leave scratches along her fat cheek.
Wentworth, goes to stop his wife from full on beating the shit out of Eddies bitch of a mother: Maggie!
Maggie: Our children are missing and all you care about is saying hurtful things about my son! I don't give a shit if my son is gay or both our kids have feelings for each other! As long as they're happy!
Maggie is about to jump on the vile woman but her husband picks her up. She's still tries to kick and hit at Sonia (unknowingly, she looks a lot like her son in that moment).
Maggie: You are a vile woman and your son deserves better. FRANK WOULD HATE YOU, especially for what your doing to your son.
Sonia: YOU BITCH! You take that back!
Sonia is held back by Mr and Mrs Denbrough.
Maggie: Why its not like I'm lying, Frank if he was alive right now would take Eddie away from you and never look back! And it be within his right! Your suffocating your son!
Sonia screams in anger: I'm protecting him! Its because of all your kids!
The two mothers keep fighting. Which causes the other parents to come closer and try to help. Unknowingly their children are at the top of the cliff of the barrens hearing everything.
All 7 of the losers peak their heads over the cliff to watch everything. Like little animals popping their heads out of hidding.
Eddie and Richie both stare at each other in shock.
Bill: W-we need to get down there. I-I can't believe t-the-y ww-were looking for us.
Richie: Do we have to, I'm actually finding it really cool how badass my mom is being right now.
Bill: R-richie! What about Eddie?!
Eddie with a bit of satisfaction for himself: Give it a few more minutes. Mrs Tozier just tackled my mom into the mud.
The losers all look back to see the fight.
Eddie to Richie: Your mom is so cool.
Richie with stars in his eyes: 🤩 I know right.
Richie without thinking moves fully out of hiding to cheer his mom on: GO MOM!
Maggie who finally hears her son, looks up to see the kids on the cliff: RICHIE?!
The other losers: Richie! How are we suppose to explain this to them?!
*This being the fact that they just finished fighting an evil space clown*
Richie: Oops.
Maggie dropping Sonia Kaspbrak back into the mud, yells back up to her son: RICHARD WENTWORTH TOZIER! Get your ass down here now! You know how worried we have all been!
Richie nervous now: Ooooh full name not good.
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seecarrun · 7 months
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‘Dude, are you in SD? I have a gig at the laugh factory tonight’
Eddie looks around, like he may see Richie sitting at one of the tables stuffed into the San Diego Hyatt Grand Hall room, chowing down in a plate of cheap, stale conference bagels along with all the other corporate stiffs in attendance, but obviously he doesn’t, so he types back a quick reply.
‘Yeah. Here for a conference.’ He pauses, then adds, ‘How tf did you know I’m here??’
After making sure no one is looking at him, he also tacks along a selfie of him looking bored out of his mind and eating a shitty mini muffin, surrounded by equally bored looking fellow middle aged white dudes in suits.
Richie immediately laughs at the picture and replies, ‘Me n Bev added Find my Friends on all your phones last Christmas lol. Wtf do you even do at a risk analysts conference?? 🤣🤣🤣’
Eddie bites back a smirk and takes another selfie, this time holding up his badge so the Speaker flair ribbon is in the frame. ‘Present a shitty fucking Google Slides presentation on how cyber insurance shapes incident response, motherfucker. 😎’
‘Omg’ Richie responds immediately. ‘When do you present? I need to be there. I’ll bring an air horn and pom poms”
‘Don’t you DARE, you dickhead!’ he texts back. But then also adds, ‘…1:30. Second level, corridor II, room H.’
It ends up being the most ridiculous but hilarious and fun presentation of Eddie’s life.
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