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dugongoazzurro-blog · 5 years

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Eddie Kaspbrak and Richie Tozier. I have always loved their interactions since I read the book. Their relationship is amazing. Richie and Eddie were bestfriend since kindergarden, so they knew each other very well. The thing of their relationship is the fact that Richie costantly teases Eddie, since they were kids. All of you knows that Richie often called Eddie with nicknames: Eddie Spaghetti, Eds, Spaghetti Head. Richie always suspected that Eddie loved when Richie teased him. I remember that in the book he called Eddie cute and pinched his cheek. How adorable. Also in the movie we always sees that Richie and Eddie teases each other.

I always thinked that Eddie and Richie compensate each other: they are the opposite, we can say in a certain way that Richie is the strongest one and Eddie the softest one. Actually not. In my opinion Richie has always felt alone, and he tried to hide this fact with jokes. By the contrast Eddie has never be fragile, because on many occasions we can see that Eddie prove that is the bravest of the Losers Club. We know that he suffered psychological abuse. He always thinked he was different from other kids, but he was not. So many times they proved their affection towards each other, for example the simple fact that every time Eddie is in danger Richie immediatly reach for Eddie. In a kind of way Richie wanted to protect Eddie, always.

I'm happy that in It Chapter Two they gave justice to their relationship. I loved when Richie reminded to Eddie that he was bravest that he thinked. Guess what? He was. He saved Richie's ass. I remember that the Eddie's death was differen in book, but in this movie they also gave justice to a character like Eddie. The scene of his death literally broke my heart: he proved his courage to Richie, but much more important to himself, and then he died in the most heartbreaking way possible in front of Richie.

Since they were kids they built a beautiful friendship based on caring and love. Often in the book there are subdle references to their "love" (Eddie likes when Richie call him Eds and I remember once Richie called him my love. I was really freaking out at the time), because in the book we are not sure if Eddie and Richie are actually in love. I think when they are kids it's difficult to say what kind of love is, but I can say that is the purest kind of love.

In It Chapter Two we see that Richie had feelings for Eddie since when he was thirteen,but he couldn't admit to himself these kind of feelings. He was afraid. He stopped being afraid when he lost the love of his life. When they came back to Derry they replicated the pure friendship they had in their childhood, and we clearly see how Richie depends on Eddie and viceversa. In the book Eddie dies in Richie's arms, right after brushing gently Richie's cheek and telling him to stop calling him Eds. The cutest and the softest thing ever. We can finally said that Reddie is canon, and I'm glad of it. In my opinion their love is a platonic love. They never had to express their love, even in a physical way. Their relationship is based on caring for each other and that is what true love should be. On caring. By the way I don't ship the actors, Finn and Jack, or Bill and James. I think these actors have a beautiful chemistry on set and frienship, but nothing more. In the end I want people appreciates James Ransone's job. His permformance was outstanding. I'm in love with him seriously. I really think that this movie was an important opportunity for James to prove his talent.

But Bill and James are such a cuties!

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mackerly-monspop · 4 years

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"All your friends and foes they thought they knew ya"

I'm practicing to know how i have to draw Richie and Eddie for an animatic that i'm going to do with my friend, and, at the same time i did that little fanart.

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opulentcherries · 5 years

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this is love- reddie 1/3

ship: reddie [richie tozier + eddie kaspbrak]

age: 20/21

song: sober by bazzi

synopsis: richie only admits he loves eddie when he's drunk, but that's not enough for eddie anymore.

eddie kaspbrak was in pain.

and no, it wasn't because he foolishly had drank too much the night before andr had a raging headache. it wasn't because his voice was hoarse and his throat was sore from the screaming out his sorrows. and no, it wasn't from the cut above his eyebrow left untreated because the drunken haze afflicted on him last night.

no, this kind of pain was one that burrowed into your skin and festered into something dangerous. the type of pain that bruised you, that haunted you throughout all your days, and most horribly, your nights. this pain you couldn't escape. this pain was love.

eddie kaspbrak was in love.

he looked beside him at the mess of curls laying on his pillow. his eyes traced the trail of freckles dusted upon perfect cheekbones and a structured nose. eddie's small fingers reached and ran themselves through the dark locks, brushing his thumb along his bed mate's plump bottom lip.

suddenly eddie remembered how these things went. eddie retracted his hand like he'd been burned, tears threatening to spill out his eyes. no matter how many times they'd been in bed together, how many drunken confessions they'd shared, nothing ever changed.

richie tozier wasn't his, and he never would be.

the thought sent a ripple of pain through eddie's chest and suddenly the world became too blurry to see. this always happened. richie called him, he'd ask him to come out with him, they'd get drunk, and end up in bed together, whispering promises of things they both knew would never come.

eddie knew how these things worked, he knew richie. you see, drunk richie would make promises of love and future, of happiness and appreciation but sober richie, oh sober richie was quite the opposite. sober richie was eddie's friend. sober richie slept with anything that moved and didn't care about how it made eddie feel. sober richie didn't even look at eddie as more than just his best friend.

the pain bubbled in his stomach at the thought. images of last night and various others flood his mind; his hands tugging at richie's curls, eddie's name falling from richie's lips, a soft bubble of want and need swirling between them.

eddie then remembered how it was after the last time they slept together. how it felt to catch richie coming out of his neighbor's apartment without a single care in the world. or the ripping of his heart when he danced with guy after girl after guy at the club they went to.

eddie couldn't take it. since he was 14, since they were in the eighth grade he'd been in love with this idiot, yet the two still couldn't seem to get their act together. staring up at the pale white ceiling, the tears started to fall rapidly. all eddie wanted was richie. to hold and love like his own, instead of catch him at fleeting moments between hookups.

then eddie was angry. how could richie treat him like this? treat him like he wanted to give eddie the world when he had alcohol flowing through his veins, but completely ignoring him when in his right frame of mind. eddie didn't deserve this. he didn't deserve to cry himself to sleep each night, mind littered with constant 'what-ifs' and silly hopes for the future.

eddie got so angry he couldn't stand to be around richie. he slid out of his dark blue sheets, the tears still falling and picked up all of richie's clothes off the floor. he gathered them in one hand and with all his strength, hurled them at the sleeping boy.

richie woke up with a start, flinching at the clothes he saw next to him. he looked up at eddie with hooded eyes, heart momentarily skipping a beat. eddie's somewhat curly hair was messy and adorable, his small frames draped only in richie's shirt from the night before. richie never told him, but he secretly loved it when eddie wore his clothes.

he almost smiled right then, but suddenly remembered the way he was awakened. richie looked closely at eddie's face and his eyes widened, taking note at the tear stains down the beautiful boy's face. "eddie?" richie's voice was soft and raspy. "what's wrong?"

"get out."

richie froze, eyes glazing over. "what?"

"I said get out, richie. get out and never come back." eddie could feel the words clawing up his throat and he hated the way they tasted.

"eddie- I don't understand-"

"of course you fucking don't," eddie scoffed. "you never get it richie. i'm done with this, I'm done with us.”

"eddie, what are you talking about? what happened? last night was fun, it always is, so why are you upset?" richie had a dangerous feeling he knew where this conversation was going and he didn't want it. he rounded the bed, now only a couple feet from eddie.

"that's the problem, richie. it's always just fun. it's always just a night. I can't do this anymore."

"eddie, baby, listen-"

and then, eddie snapped.

"no, you fucking listen, richard! " eddie screamed, closing the distance between the two. he poked richie's harshly, causing richie to back up. "you do this to me again and again, and I can't any more. no more hookups. no more calling me when none of the others will answer the phone. no more spending the night. no more drunken promises that never carry to morning. I'm done, richie."

richie's blood ran cold at the words. at the amount of heartache placed beneath them. "eddie- stop. we have something good, don't ruin it. don't make us stop-"

"good? tell me richie what's good about this?" he was chalked full of unbearably heavy thoughts and his heart was on fire. "i'm in love with you, idiot!"

he had never said it sober before, neither or them had, but now it hung in the air around them, painfully loud. richie looked at eddie desperately, begging him to take it back. to say "just kidding!" so that they could go back to what they had before. richie tozier didn't do love, he couldn't.

"and I know you don't love me, rich. or you won't, whichever one, but I can't put myself through this anymore. it hurts, richie. seeing you with somebody else feels like my heart is being torn out of my chest. I love you, richie tozier, but I won't destroy myself anymore because of it."

richie's throat closed up and his chest constricted painfully. he wanted to say a million and one things, but all he could do was sit and stare heartbroken at the boy in front of him.

he could see the decision set in eddie's eyes and he hated it. when eddie was sure of something there was no getting around it.

"eddie, please." eddie nearly lost it at the crack in richie's voice but didn't, instead throwing him his keys.

"get out, richie. of my apartment and my life. lose my number."

richie wanted to yell, he wanted to scream that he loved eddie too, but he was scared, so fucking scared of what that means. he wanted to kiss the tears off his face and tell him he needs him, and that all those drunken promises were still valid now. he wanted to say so many things, but he couldn't.

so instead he grabbed his shoes off the floor, and headed across the apartment to the front door, pausing once more to look at the probable love of his life. eddie looked down, shoulders shaking in seeming agony and richie tozier swears he could hear his heart break at the sight.

"goodbye, eds.”

he closes the door with a soft click, and before his body can comprehend what's happening, he's crying, sliding down the door slowly.

eddie is on the other side as well, on his apartment floor, grasping the thin fabric he wears with conviction, scent of richie, cigarettes and vanilla, cloud his brain and weary heart as he sobs.

and eddie realizes that this is love. wanting but not obtaining. love is needing someone so severely but realizing that sometimes it can't always work the way you want it to. love can be kind but love is cruel and selfish, stripping away at the very foundation of your heart. love is fearing your worth will only bring someone down, or fearing you'll never be what they deserve. love is throwing out the one person who makes you so happy you could burst, but also makes you cry harder than you've ever known. love is richie tozier and eddie kaspbrak, on opposite sides of the same door, two halves of a whole heart, sobbing because all the things that could never be.

this is love.

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blue-sun-shine · 4 years

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Guys please follow me on ig @sunshineblue.art because i don't use tumblr often but in Instagram i'm so active Also i made a reddie thing. Agradecería que me siguieran en Instagram @sunshineblue.art porque soy más activa allá que aquí ^^ también hice un dibujo reddie lol

#Reddie #richietozier #eddiekabsprak #reddieiscanon #itmovie #pennywise #beverlymarsh #richiexeddie #richieisgay #digitaldraw #traditionalart #fanart #yaoicouple #slash #gaycouple

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ot5s-reddie · 5 years

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I think I died

My friend just said, “I couldn’t tell Richie and Eddie liked eachother in IT chapter one.”

When I say I lost my shit, I sent her a whole ass list of signs and why they do.

Long story short, I’m obsessed with Reddie and I love them so much,

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richiebeepingtozier · 5 years

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If anyone's interested in a fic I just posted because I NEEDED TO WRITE REDDIE check it out! It's only one chapter so far but there's more to come!

#reddie #reddiefic #reddieiscanon #richie tozier #edward kaspbrak #eddie kaspbrak #trashmouth

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reddieiscanon2-blog · 6 years

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Hello all! for some unknown reason my account @reddieiscanon was terminated and I am trying to get it back, so for a while I will be posting on here, and if the worst comes to the worst then this will have to become my main account.

Please spread this round so I can get some IT content on my feed!

-Boo

#reddieiscanon #im panicking

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oaf-inactive · 6 years

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Dreamboat was absolutely amazing.

THANK U HONEYBUN i appreciate u reading it!!!!

#reddieiscanon #Answered

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4jeahyun · 6 years

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For the moodboards can you do Reddie neon, 80s diner like, blues and purples and red leather seat if you get me? Thanks!!!!

posted!

#i hope you'll like it djnnferg #reddieiscanon

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coxiro · 4 years

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IM NOT GOOD AT BACKGROUNDS

But at least I try :D

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reddieiscanonx · 6 years

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LOOK WHAT MY FRIEND DREW FOR ‘Strawberry Milkshake’!

I love it so much!!!!

Strawberry Milkshake coming soon! @itbigbang

#strawberrymilkshake #reddieiscanon #reddie #richie tozier #eddie kaspbrak #ben hanscom #mike hanlon #stanley uris #beverly marsh #bill denbrough

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opulentcherries · 5 years

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hey there, eddie [reddie au] 1/3

pairings: reddie, stenbrough,

warnings: fuckton of cursing, angst, lots of sad shit, underage drinking,

words: 1.7k

extra: this is a playlist fic. each part is based on a different song, and the fic as a whole is based on the song hey there delilah by the plain white t's.

song of the chapter: no idea by all time low

synopsis: the losers are off to college and richie is inexplicably upset that he’s staying in derry. with his best friend and secret love of his life moving to new york, richie can’t help but dwell on the fact that his life is not at all moving in the right direction. so richie does the only thing he knows how, he writes it all down and picks up his guitar.

please don’t hesitate to send me an ask or leave some feedback in the comments <3 it motivates me to write and makes me feel like i’m not totally terrible so enjoy!

richie felt alone.

it was unusual for him to feel like this while he was with the others, but the heavy feeling in his heart was too strong to ignore.

the losers all sat in their typical hangout of the quarry, hair wet from swimming, voices hoarse from screaming. they sat on logs around a campfire, roasting marshmallows and telling stories of old adventures, smiles littering their faces.

richie sat on a lone log, watching all the others with hooded eyes. he coasted over them sadly, knowing that soon, none of this would be here.

graduation was in a measly three weeks and within a month they'd all be scattered about the map; bill and stan in boston, mike in new jersey, bev in philadelphia, ben traveling a ways away to toronto, eddie in new york and richie, well richie was gonna be stuck in derry.

the thought rested heavily in richie's mind as he twirled the marshmallow clad stick lazily in the fire, eyes set on his group. it had been the seven of them always, ever since they banded together in the seventh grade. best friends forever and ever is what they promised, but richie knew better. he knew that people never stay.

as this particular thought weighed in his mind, richie's dark eyes settled on his favorite loser, who was lost in a story that beverly and mike were reciting animately.

eddie kaspbrak, the boy that managed to steal his heart with a single look. the boy he annoyed constantly with the crude comments falling off his chapped lips. the boy who meant more to him than anyone in the entire world.

richie heaved a sigh, knowing that he'd never be able to tell eddie how he really felt. in four weeks time eddie would be in a big city with so many different people that eddie would soon forget about his old best friend in his childhood town.

you see, richie tozier knew he wasn't special. he knew he wasn't smart, and he knew that he would be stuck in derry for the rest of his life, in a dead end job that he hated. he wasn't nearly good enough for eddie kaspbrak, no, not even close. this richie knew.

eddie was someone so special, so extraordinary. he knew that the small, snarky boy would grow up to do great things, and if richie was truly the best friend eddie believed he was, he couldn't bring himself to hold him back.

richie wasn't sure what hurt more, knowing that he wasn't good enough for the boy he was so desperately in love with or knowing that in order to let him be the happy he deserved, he had to let him go.

"richie!" the lanky boy's thoughts were interrupted by the very boy always clouding them. "are you trying to get yourself killed?"

"what?"

bev looked him over in suspicion and confusion. "your marshmallow is completely fried, rich. the stick is nearly blazing.”

richie looked down at the charred marshmellow and shook the fire out. "oh. sorry."

the group stilled at the feeble apology, looking at their friend with confused eyes. this wasn't the richie they knew. no, their richie made the most disgusting comments at the worst possible times. their richie never shut his mouth, and their richie made them laugh like no other ever could.

this version of richie looked down at his shoes like they were the most interesting thing he'd ever seen. he was quiet and sad, and it didn't sit right with any of them.

stan cleared his throat, "richie? what's wrong? find out your iq is the same as your age again?"

richie knew it was a joke, and he knew that stan was baiting him so they could have their usual snippy banter, but all richie could think of was how far away he'd be from them all because he wasn't smart enough to go anywhere else.

they'll forget you in no time, his subconscious reminded him cruelly. you're nothing compared to them.

when it seemed like his sad expression only deepened, mike spoke. "you know you can always talk to us, rich. we're here for you, always."

always.

richie shook his head and plastered a much too fake smile on his lips. "I'm fine, really you losers. jeez, you'd think I died or something the way you all look."

from across the small fire, eddie kaspbrak glanced over his best friend with worried eyes. this wasn't his richie, the boy that annoyed him at all times. he didn't like that richie was quiet and seemingly sullen, it was unnatural.

he also knew, that there was way more to richie's feelings than he was letting on. he was lying, and eddie knew he'd never let his guard down in front of the others. for this reason alone eddie waited for richie to look up, because no matter how much the troubled boy his feelings from the group, he could never hide them from eddie.

like expected, richie looked up when feeling eyes on him, and fell into the trap of eddie's chocolate colored eyes. eddie raised an eyebrow, question in his eyes. richie only shook his slightly in response, and eddie stared harder, almost daring him to lie.

beverly had been watching the encounter between eddie and richie, and she noticed how he was keeping his feelings from not only the group, but even eddie. it was unusual, because no one in the world was closer than eddie and richie.

she realized there must have been way more to the story than she knew, so she decided to jump in and save him.

"hey rich," the dark eyes slid from eddie to her. "you have your guitar right? why don't you play us something?"

richie breathed a laugh, "oh god no,” he says. “i'll probably fuck up your ears.”

ben snorted, "richie tozier being modest? never thought i'd see the day."

richie rolled his eyes. "i'm not being modest, I'm just not that good.”

eddie rolled his eyes then. "you're the best that i know, rich."

richie's heart could have melted right then and there, and all of a sudden, the overwhelming need to get his feelings out seemed to take him over. he nodded, and bev clapped, bill, stan, ben and mike smiling. eddie let his lips turn up slightly, but just simply watched as richie reached behind him and grabbed the guitar case.

"um..." richie paused, wondering what to play. he wanted something that would make him feel better, but he didn't want to give anything away. he couldn't afford for someone to catch onto his feelings. "okay."

richie lined up his fingers up to the correct chords and let his fingers do the rest, his voice coming out soft and small.

I was dreaming we were running

from a city burning down,

down, down, down

eddie felt his heart flutter at richie's deep, calming voice singing the familiar song, and he instantly sat up straighter in his seat.

richie continued to sing, letting his emotions pour into the lyrics, voice growing stronger.

now there's a piece of me

tells me I shouldn't leave

everytime I see your face

as if he was being compelled to do so, richie looked up at eddie, only to find the other boy already looking at him. their eyes connected and while richie knew the smile on eddie's face was purely platonic, his heart began to pound anyway.

because everytime

you come around

love, you take my breath away and i just wanna breathe until,

i take you in

i never want you to leave until

i take you in

but the truth is,

richie felt like his heart was being torn in two as he sang, the words hitting far too close to home. when he felt the tears start to build he looked down, hand still strumming away to the song.

she has no idea, no idea

that I'm even here

she has no idea, no idea

that I'm even here

the remaining losers somehow felt, looking between eddie and richie that they were intruding on an intimate moment. regardless of how much richie buried his feelings, his love for eddie was too strong. they all knew how deeply richie felt for the other, and they hated that he did nothing.

some of them weren't sure if eddie felt the same and the others were convinced that he did, but either way, richie had the potential to be happy and he was denying himself the opportunity because he didn't feel like he deserved it.

she's so close when i'm so far away

when i'm so far away

let me dream

let me stay

she's so close when i'm so far away

when i'm so far away

i can sleep

i can dream

i can change

richie slowed his movements as he neared the end of the song, his voice slurring slightly as he placed more emphasis on each lyric. he looked up at eddie once more as he sang.

she has no idea, no idea

that i'm even here

she has no idea, no idea

that i'm even here

she has no idea, no idea

that i'm even here

he has no idea

that i'm even here...

then suddenly it was quiet. richie could feel his heart pound in his ears and no one said anything. he fucked up, god, he fucked up. he had changed the pronoun without even realizing, while singing to eddie.

eddie felt his face warm as the word dropped from richie's mouth. he. was it supposed to mean eddie? was richie trying to tell him something?

his mind spun with questions and he wanted so badly to talk to richie, but the boy was already up and moving.

"richie-" bill tried to stop him, but richie rushed away, mumbling a half assed excuse of needing to get home, not sparing even the slightest glance to any of them.

especially eddie.

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