#richietozier

[the-fiction-witch]

Is A Light That Never Goes Out

Media - It Chapter One Character - Richie Tozier Couple - Richie X Reader (Platonic love) Reader - Y/n (Friends / Maybe kinda closet buddies) Rating - 12 Word Count - 924

‘There Is a Light That Never Goes Out’ played gently from the small radio that sat among the various clutter in the Loser’s Den. Richie was the only one inside at the time, his leg hung lazily from the hammock as he reclined comfortably, comic book in hand. The hammock softly swaying as he mindlessly shifted to the music.

“And if a double-decker bus…Crashes into us…To die by your side…Is such a heavenly way to die,” he absentmindedly sang along,

But he jumped a little as the hatch opened without warning. He sat up, a little panic flashing across his face briefly until he saw the familiar boots.

Y/n climbed down and shut the hatch behind her out of habit, wearing her usual brown muddy boots, green rainbow patterned tights, denim skirt, band t-shirt she’d cut into a crop top at a slightly asymmetrical angle, with her hair in tight permed curls. And of course, her thick black glasses were on her nose.

He smiled and set his comic book down on the milk crate beside the hammock. He adjusted his patterned shirt a little and smiled at her, “Hey Y/n.”

She didn’t say anything, not a single word. She just stepped across the den, kicking off her boots as she went, before she began to clamber into the hammock with him.

“Hey! Y/n! No- We both can’t- there’s no space for us both! Ahh! Fuck- don’t tip it that way we’ll both crack out head’s open!” He complained as the hammock swung and shifted as the two attempted to figure out a way this would work, that didn’t involve one of them in a hospital visit.

Finally, they got stable and settled.

Richie lay with his head propped up, not unlike he had been before she got here, and Y/n lay over him, her body between his legs and her head on his chest. Keeping their centre of gravity much the same.

He rolled his eyes a little and looked down at her. “Comfy down there, Y/n?”

Y/n nodded, shifting herself a little closer. So much so, the scent of her cherry body mist and the slight scent of ammonia given just how fresh her perm was.

Richie let out a long sigh and merely accepted that this was going to be his afternoon now. Given that he couldn’t even get up if he wanted to, unless she herself decided to let him. But he was used to this with her, and he didn’t really mind a little cuddle with her anyway, if the losers weren’t around.

She slowly tilted her head up to meet his, her big eyes behind her glasses meeting his own. Strangely forming a sort of infinite mirror effect that almost blocked their actual eyes from one another.

As Richie’s glasses reflected in Y/n’s glasses, which then reflected in Richie’s glasses, which then reflected in Y/n’s glasses. And Vice Versa.

They both sat silently for a few seconds, the music all that lingered between them.

Until Y/n’s hand crawled up Richie’s body like a spider and plucked his glasses from his face, “Yoink.”

“Hey!” He complained, “Gimme!”

“Mine now,” she said,

“I can’t see, Y/n!”

She laughed and pulled off her own glasses, putting Richie’s glasses on her nose, and Richie’s glasses on her own.

They stared at one another again, but neither was now actually able to see, given they had wildly different eye issues. The glasses once more reflecting back on one another.

“You…” she began, looking around like a shocked lizard, “Are very blind.”

“And you are very blurry, my dear,” he laughed, “Can you see anything?” He asked, bringing his hand up to jokingly slap at her face, but he actually was struggling to do so, even for a joke, managing to find her bangs and tuck some curls from her face.

“I see… colours.”

“How do you see anything out of these things, my god girl.”

“Shall we swap back?”

“I don’t know, I think I look rather fetching.”

“Rich!” She laughed,

“And… I kinda prefer you in my glasses anyway,” He smiled,

“But I can’t see,” she whined,

“Neither can I,”

“Richie! Give me my glasses!”

“But I am blinded by you, Y/n.”

She scoffed and swapped their glasses back, “There. All the better to see you with.”

“Yeah, but… You do look alot cuter than me in my glasses.”

“I look cute in everything.”

“That you do,” he laughed, “Giving all the boys heart palpitations, just begging to get to cuddle with you.”

“You’re a boy,” she reminds him,

He dramatically gasps, “Oh! My god! I never knew! How could you not tell me this?”

“Rich!” she laughed,

“But… I mean it, the boys all do think you’re cute,” he smiled, “Yet you don’t?”

“Boys are gross.”

“I’m a boy. Am I gross?”

“No,” she smiled, tucking her knees up a little, being much closer to him, their legs brushing up against one another, “You’re Richie.”

“So I’m the only one who’s not gross?”

“Mhm,” she nodded with a gentle yawn,

“You better not be falling asleep on me, Y/n,” he laughed,

But it was way too late,

Y/n had gotten so comfortable, she’d fallen asleep right there in the hammock against Richie’s chest.

He softly chuckled to himself, knowing he’d be stuck here till she woke up. But he leant over, careful not to disturb her, turning the radio down a little lower. Before he gently removed her glasses and his own, he set them both on the milk crate. Before he slid his hands around her back and closed his own eyes.

The two happy and content to snooze away the summer, in one another’s arms.

[jamieleahgrant]

Had this idea for a cute comic in my head for a while and what better couple to use for it then one that's years out of date, but I still can't get over. 😭

[half-bloodxprincess]

ben and bev while richie is having a full-on gay existential crisis

[breadheadscorpius]

finn once again fuelling my college age richie headcannons (i.e. he’s modelling the clothes bev designed) 🙂‍↕️

[frizz-bee-2]

AAAAA LOOK WHAT I FOUND FOR 30 DOLLARS 🤓☝️

[acidoceleste]

"If you know how to do something then why don't you get paid for doing it?"

Because no one is going to pay for my over accurate thought inducing original and always updated playlists about characters from series I like.

(P.S. Ben and Mike are on the way too, I just haven't found a song that makes me think "okay this is going to be the opening for the entire playlist").

[awkward-anxiety]

New Drawing!! :D Yippee!

I've always loved the AUs when Mike and Richie are related (usually twins) so I decided to draw my two boys!

I also redid my older teen Richie design and made him more eye bleeding (which fits his character sm) I also now have a Older Teen Mike Design in the works (the one used here is iffy and needs some work)

[frizz-bee-2]

They're besties

[the-fiction-witch]

Babe

Media - It Chapter One Character - Richie Tozier (Aged Up Late Teens) Couple - Richie X Reader Reader - Y/n (They / Them) Rating - 15 Word Count - 1410

Richie was spending his summer vacation in the only place he really wanted to be. The Darry Noiseland Arcade! He had arcade cabinets, ski ball, air hockey, hot dogs, soda, and his cute Boo. What else could a teenage boy need during summer vacation? The radio blared overhead, blasting whatever music was on in the charts at the time, barely audible over the various yells of patrons, button mashing, coins falling, and game tones.

Richie was hunched over on dragon's lair trying desperately to remember the path he was supposed to take,

His Boo, Y/n soon came over. Their hair bounced as they moved, the utter mess almost twice the size of their head from the super tight permed curls their mom enforced. Their freckled cheeks flush after their round on Dance Dance Revolution, lollipop between their lips, wearing a rainbow striped long sleeve top rolled to their elbows, with denim overall shorts over the top, with socks and sneakers. "Hey, Hey. How you doing?" they asked, leaning on the side of the cabinet careful not to get in his way.

He smiled at them, still focused on the game, "Hey babe, I'm good! How did your DDR go? Break a record today?"

"Nope, four points off." They sighed pulling their lollipop from their mouth, "I got an extra dime, you want a sucker too?" they offered,

"Definitely," He said, taking his hands of the controls for a moment, "I want red! Cherry."

"You get what the machine gives ya!" They laughed as they hopped off to the sucker machine, their hair bouncing as they went.

He watched, his head turning to follow their movement, his smile widening with adoration, before turning his focus back on the cabinet.

A couple more buttons pushed before the high score screen came up, to which he exclaimed loudly in excitement. "WOO!!"

Y/n returned sucker in hand, and laughed at his celebration, "Congrats,"

He took the red sucker they passed him, pulling off the wrappers and sticking it in his mouth with a smile, "I did it all for you, babe" He said, wiggling his eyebrows.

They playfully rolled their eyes, wrapping their arms around his shoulders as he put his usual name in for the high score,

"You're jealous that now I have a higher score than you, arent you?" He asked jokingly, turning his head to look at them out of the corner of his eye.

"On dragon lair? Ohh your welcome to it. Only thing about that game I like is the princess."

"Damn- She's the only reason I play the game too! She's just so hot…" He said, “Almost as hot as you.”

Y/n laughed, "Another go on street fighter or you all done for today?"

"Oh, I'm not done! I'm gonna play all night if it means I beat you at something!"

"You beat me at lots of things," they cooed,

"Oh yeah? Like what? Name three things,” He said, sticking out his tongue as his eyes moved to focus solely on the screen in front of him

"You beat me at Space Invaders, you always beat me at Centipede, and I can't hold a candle to your DK," Y/n smiled,

"Damn right I do!" He smirked, giving Y/n a quick wink before his attention turned back to the cabinets. They both headed over to Street Fighter, and Richie put coins into the machine, the round starting seconds after he put the last one in.

Y/n, of course, didn't try… too hard. They put effort in, of course, but didn't try as hard as they would against their brothers. Cause it's Richie and he's cuter when he wins.

He noticed that they were going a little easy on him, so he started playing more aggressively, a smirk plastering his lips with ever button that he pressed. He made a few

mistakes, but in the end, his determination and his natural skill with the game got him the win. "In your face!"

Y/n laughed giving him a little applause,

"Hell yeah!" He said, pumping a fist into the air. He pulled the sucker from his mouth, waving it in the air "I can't be stopped today, babe!"

"Ummm, my unstoppable game master." Y/n cooed,

"That's right. And don't you forget it!" Richie said, throwing an arm around Y/n’s shoulders, pulling them close, "We've been here for like eight hours. We should head home?"

"But the sun hurt's my bones…" They fake pouted

"Sunscreen exists for a reason, babe!"

"Yeah, and my mom's too cheap. She say's 'Derry get's sun two weeks out of the year, those days I can just be inside'."

He rolled his eyes, knowing that that was typical Derry Parenting. "Yeah, 'cause that always works out…" He muttered under his breath, "You know, if you get sunburnt again I'm gonna force you to carry around lotion everywhere you go, and you're gonna have to reapply every time we leave the house."

Y/n pouted and softly whined, as they did a lap of the arcade, seeing it there was anything to catch their attention to throw their last few coins into.

As usual Richie breifly lost Y/n when they passed the claw machines full of cheap plushies, Y/n had a thing about the sad looking plushies that are so cheap and messed up they look in pain. And they had a small collection of them on their bed now from Richie winning them for them during the early stages of them dating. He sighed when he realized Y/n had vanished, and it only took him a moment to find them, standing in front of one of the claw machines. He knew what that meant. Another plushie to take up the already limited space on their bed.

Y/n had found a perticually sad looking goldfish plush toy, with it's fin's sewn wrong and an eye embroided upside down.

He chuckled to himself, walking closer to Y/n and standing behind them. He peered over their shoulder, looking at the plush. "Which one do you want me to get you this time, babe?"

"Loooookk! It’s so sad, no one else is gonna play for it if they see them like that. They're all messed up," they said sadly.

"Aw, poor lil budy. So, it’s coming home with us?"

"Can it?!" they begged,

"Of course it can. Anything for you,” He said, moving to Y/n to the side and throwing an arm around them as he dug into his pocket, fishing out a quarter to put into the claw machine. He lined up the claw, dropping it down onto the plushie. It bounced off the side, not grabbing it the first try, but he tried again, moving the claw to a better spot. He tried again, the claw grabbed the plushie this time, but the claw then dropped it moments later. "God dammit…" He sighed, dropping in another quarter and lining up the machine again. He tried again, this time the claw wrapped around the plush, holding it securely, the plush slowly rising out of the machine. All was fine till it went over the edge, dropping the plush into the prize slot at the bottom.

"Yay!!" Y/n smiled jumping up and down, before they jumped to the sticky arcade floor to pull the sad goldfish out,

He smiled, happy to see y/n smiling again, and he joined them on the ground to help them get the plush out. "We got it! Now we can give them a loving home."

"Ummmmm! I love them!" They cooed, cuddling the very messed up plush to their chest, "Thank you, Richie."

"Of course, you know I'll always spoil you, babe"

Y/n smiled, putting the fish in the front pocket of their overalls,

He smiled, his arm returning to around Y/n’s shoulder,"Alright, let's keep going before your mom decides to kill me for keeping you out too long."

Y/n sadly agreed, knowing they couldn't stay at the arcade forever, as much as they wanted to. So they checked their stuff and headed out. Stepping out into the bright sunlight of the Derry summer day, the sounds of the arcade immediatly silencing, by the radio msuic could still be heard, as all the shops and car's were all tuned to the same one local station

Richie's hand instinctively reached for Y/n’s, his fingers intertwining with theirs as they got outside. The sun seemed to blind him for a moment, and he squinted for a moment before his eyes could adjust. He leaned closer to them, his head resting beside theirs. “I really love summer days with you, Y/n.”

“I do too, Richie.” Y/n smiled, giving him a small peck on the cheek as they walked home.

[jamieleahgrant]

Tell me this isn't how Richie would interact with his kid.

And yes Eddie would react like this every time. ❤

[frizz-bee-2]

WOAHHHH LOVE THIS!!

I had to draw them or I was going to explode. This is @gloomy-prince's Trans Eddie AU...

[half-bloodxprincess]

istg these two were like my bisexual awakening 😵‍💫

[frizz-bee-2]

Guys i really want to draw something but i dont know whaaattt... i mean- i want to draw Richie and Eddie but- DOING WHAT???? ugh [sobbing]

[gaylittlerichie]

physically can’t stop saying ‘His pronouns are they/them 😐✋’ in reference to richietozier rn