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Master List

Richie Tozier (IT)

Shake on it

Party Games

Draco Malfoy (Harry Potter)

Mind if I join you

Draco malfoy having a crush on you

Peter Parker (Marvel)

Better now

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Party Games (Richie Tozier x Reader)

Request: Could you do a Richie x Reader where the losers decide to play this game called paranoia (if you don’t know what that is you can always choose another game) and basically Richie ends up confessing his feelings for the reader. Sorry this is really vague lol. ~Anonymous

A/n: I'm posting my master list right after this so if you like my writing I'll link it right here :)

Summary: The request sums it up pretty well.

Warnings: Cussing (it’s Richie) and some kissing

It was a rainy Saturday afternoon and all the losers had decided to hang out at your house. It was the biggest and neither of your parents were home, so you guys could basically do what you wanted.

But after an entire Jurassic Park marathon, the eight of you were ready for something else.

“C’mon guys there’s gotta be something else we can do.” Richie winned.

“And no baby games!” Added Stan.

“Baby games?” Questioned Eddie.

“Yeah like no duck duck goose or anything, okay?” Stan answered.

“Well that sucks.” You replied sarcastically, “I was really looking forward to a few rounds of patty cake.”

“What about paranoia?” Mike asked.

“P-paranoia?” Bill questioned.

“Okay get in a circle and I’ll explain.” Mike replied.

“This is an egg.” Bev stated once you all had sat down on the floor.

“Whatever it’ll work. Now explain this game of yours Mikey.” Richie responded.

"Okay well I think it would be easiest if I explain this with an example." Mike starts. "Basically I start by thinking of a question, and the answer has to be someone else in the circle. Then I'll whisper the question to someone, let's say Bill. After that Bill answers the question to the whole circle. That way we all know the answer but not the question."

"That seems pre straight forward, right?" You say.

"Well," Adds Mike, "There's a twist. Let's say Bill answers the question I asked him by saying Ben. And Ben wants to know what the question was. The only way he can know is if he does some kind of awful punishment that I come up with for him. Make sense?"

"This should be fun." Richie grinnes, rubbing his hands together sadistically."

"Can I start?" Ben asks.

"Go ahead." Mike replies.

Ben thinks for a second before leaning over to Bill and whispering his question.

"D-ddefinitely B-bev." Bill answered with a giggle.

Everyone turned to look at Bev.

"Wanna know what he asked?" Eddie questioned

"Nah." Bev replied. "I don't wanna risk having to do something gross."

"Okay well it's your turn to ask a question." Said Mike

Bev walked over to Stan and whispered her question. Stan thought for a second for a second before answering with Mike.

"Nope! Not doing anything!" He said before anyone could even respond.

The game went on for a while before Bev decided to ask Richie something. She walked across the circle with a smirk, so she was obviously up to no good. When she pulled away from Richies ear, his whole face was bright red.

"Uhhhhhhhh, I'm definitely gonna have to go with y/n." Richie answer nervously.

Your eyes widened as everyone in the circle turned to you.

"Richie's blushing too much for me to NOT wanna find out what Bev asked" You stated.

"NO!" Richie shouted, a little too quickly. "I-i mean, it's really not anything big. You'd be fine without knowing."

"That didn't sound very convincing." Stan replied

"So you'll do the punishment?" Bev grinned.

"I'm gonna regret this." You said, rolling your eyes.

Bev went to search your refrigerator while the rest of you sat on the living room floor. She came back with a bottle of apple cider vinegar, about half full.

"Okay y/n. If you wanna know what I asked Richie, you have to finish this bottle of apple cider vinegar. Bev smirked.

"Ok God that's disgusting!" You replied

"Are you gonna do it or not?" Ben asked.

"Give it here." You sighed.

You unscrewed the cap and without a second thought, started chugging. The vinegar was gross and it really burned your throat, but somehow you got it all down.

"Uuhhggg! That was awful!" You gag doubling over.

"N-nice jo-ob y/n!" Bill replied

"Alright Richie. I think y/n deserves to know what Bev asked you." Mike laughed

"Uh I..." Richie took a deep breath and continued "Bev asked me if I could date someone in the circle, who it would be." Richie answered, looking down at his feet.

It took you a secret to realize what he was saying, but once it hit you, you were shocked.

"Can I talk to you Richie?" You asked

"Oh God" He signed as he followed you into your room.

"Let me down easy, okay?" Richie asked sadly "I wasn't expecting you to go along with whatever Bev came up with."

"What, no!" You replied in shock "Richie I like you too. A lot"

"Oh! Well that's a relief." Richie laughed. "I didn't think I could live on if you didn't."

He stepped closer to you, cupping your face in his hand.

"Do you mind if I-"

You cut him off by smashing your lips into his. It took him a second to register what was happening, but he quickly responded. When you both finally pulled away smirking, Richie giggled "Do I even need to ask you to be my girlfriend?"

"Not really," You responded " But if you did, I'd say yes."

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a kiss for a win

sksksk i haven’t written anything in a while so i’m a bit rusty. but i hope you guys like this fic!! and yes, i’m posting this at four in the morning, don’t judge me.

request➤ omg wait 9 from the 2nd prompt list w richie when ur at the arcade n its like neck and neck FUCK

pairing➤ richie tozier x reader

word count➤ 992

warnings➤ swearing 

prompt(s)➤ distracting kiss - when you’re competing, maybe playing video games or something so you press kisses anywhere available; arms, nose, knees, ears, knuckles, temple, just anywhere to distract them.

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Freckles and Constellations (Richie Tozier x Reader)

Requested: by anon, “Ok I really thoroughly fucking enjoyed talent and showtime so I want that but with Richie and with the song freckles and constellations (by my girl dodie) where you sing it to him on your rooftop at night where confess ur undying love for him and he’s in so much shock that u both just start making out lmao idk haha okie i love u bb”

Pairing(s): Richie Tozier x Reader

Warning: drug use, mentions of abuse, references to mental and physical health issues (anorexia, insomnia)

A/N: i,,,,, love this request so much and i had a lot of fun writing this and i love you too hun!!! here’s freckles and constellations by dodie!!

gif cred belongs to @beverlymarshisabadass

You and Richie weren’t the most close people in the world. You weren’t particularly expressive of your friendship. You didn’t hang out often, or have any inside jokes, or whatever else close friends have. All you guys had were bad home lives, the stars, and some feelings.

Stargazing was the constant in your friendship. You’d sit on a rooftop (either yours or his, depending on unpredictable parents) and talk about how shit your parents were, how bad keeps getting worse, and the pointlessness of Cassiopeia. And you’d cheer each other up, talk about the good on nights that weren’t so bad, and laugh about how Orion must’ve had quite the hourglass figure for his constellation to be portrayed like so. You guys knew more about each other than you knew about anyone else from nights spent staring at the stars, cigarette smoke, and each other’s eyes.

Tonight wasn’t too different from any other night you two spent together.

The air was chilled, indicating the oncoming fall season, and the inescapable arrival of school; a conversation topic you weren’t willing to tackle until classes came out.

You had brought out a pack of cigarettes to ease your tired mind, but you were just twiddling one between your fingers instead of lighting it as you stared at the sky. You gave Hercules a little more attention tonight. His constellation had always seemed a little alarming to you, but tonight the sprawled out figure shone brighter than Ursa Minor.

“You ever gonna light that thing?” Richie muttered before snatching the unused cigarette out of your hand.

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Ask me: FANDOM EDITION

A - Your current OTP

B - A pairing you initially didn’t consider but someone changed your mind

C - A pairing you have never liked and probably never will

D - A pairing you wish you liked but just can’t

E - Have you added anything stupid/cracky/hilarious to your fandom, if so, what

F - What’s the longest you’ve ever been in a fandom

G - Do you remember your first OTP, if so who was in it

H - Do you prefer characters from real action series or anime series

I - Has tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why

J - Name a fandom you didn’t care/think about until you saw it all over tumblr

K - How do you feel about the other people in your current fandom

L - Your favorite fanartist/author gives you one request, what do you ask for

M - Your favorite fanart or fanartist

N - Your favorite fanfiction or fanauthor

O - Choose a song at random, which OTP does it remind you of

P - Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas)

Q - A ship you’ve abandoned and why

R - A pairing you ship that you don’t think anyone else ships

S - Show us an example of your personal headcanon

T - If you mostly have homoships, do you have any heteroships

U - If you mostly have heteroships, do you have any homoships

V - Are you one of those fans who can’t watch anything without shipping

W - 5 favorite characters from 5 different fandoms

X - 3 OTPs from 3 different fandoms

Y - A fandom you’re in but have no ships from

Z - Just ramble about something fan-related, go go go

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Draco Malfoy having a crush on you would include...

First off, you guys had been friends since like, forever

Like since first year probably

And you were almost twins ‘cause you just had so much in common

But like he just constantly teased you

Because he knows every single one of your pet peeves

So he obviously uses that to his advantage

And he’s like constantly annoying you for your attention

But the poor boy just doesn’t know how to express his feelings (awwwww)

And he gets soooooooo incredibly jealous

Like it’s not even funny

You take one look in any guys general direction and he starts fuming

Ligit there’s smoke coming out of his ears

So he probably ends up hexing whoever this poor soul happens to be

And then provides a really bad excuse or just doesn’t have a reason at all

Like wtf Draco you can’t just do that omg

But eventually he finds some super cute way to ask you out

And he’s stuttering the whole time because he’s just so nervous and you’re just so beautiful and akjlshdh

And you obviously say yes

Because you’ve liked him since forever too

So now you’re like the prince and princess of Slytherin

Like the ultimate power couple

The two of you literally part traffic omg

A/n: Sorry if this is complete trash I’ve never done anything like this before. But yeah if you have any ideas for something you want to write my requests are always open. Sorry if this comes across like I’m begging, I just want know what you guys like.

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Better now (Peter Parker X Reader SMUT)

AN: If you wanna request something pls do cus ya girl is having some writers block over here thx

SUMMARY: You we’re having a pretty bad day and decided to work out a little. But your boyfriend Peter had something else in mind to fix your mood.

WARNINGS: Heavy smut and swearing.

To put it in short, today sucked! First, you slept through your alarm. Then Steve got mad at you because you missed training (see first event). After that you ended up stubbing your toe like three times, and someone ate the leftover pizza you had been waiting all day for.

And despite all this, your boyfriend Peter had been gone all day, so you had nobody to help you cope with all this shit. So you decided to go blow off some steam in the training room.

You had probably been in there for about an hour before you felt hands around your waist as you were aggressively pounding on a punching bag.

“Someone’s in a bad mood!” A voice behind you laughed. You didn’t need to turn around to recognize the angelic voice of you boyfriend.

“Yeah tell me about it.” You replied

“Wanna talk about it?” Peter asked

“Not really.” You answered, taking another swing at the punching bag. Peter laughed again as he grabbed your wrist and turned you towards him.

“I think I know something that could improve your mood.” Peter grinned.

“What’s that.” You questioned.

“How about a shower?” He asked.

“I don’t know, does this shower include you?” You teased.

“It does if you want it to.” Peter said, smirking.

“Perfect!” You replied as you tugged Peter up to your room by the hand.

* * *

Once the two of you got to your bathroom you slammed the door and you both stripped of your clothes. As you stepped into the shower and turned the water on, you felt hands on your waist again as Peter started planting kisses on your neck.

Your turn around and wrapped your arms around his neck as you kissed passionately under the warm water. Slowly, Peters hands moved from your waist to your ass. He pushed you against the wall and started leaving hickies on your neck.

When he reached the crook of your neck you let out an involuntary moan and wrapped your legs around his waist, causing his member to spring up and hit his stomach.

“Peter please.” You wined. “Just fuck me already.”

“Anything for you baby.” He replied as he placed himself at your entrance. He started out slow, waiting for you to adjust. But after you let out another moan he got the message and started thrusting faster.

“Fuck y/n, your so tight.” Peter moaned as he leaned his head back. As Peter thrusted into you deeper you felt yourself getting close.

“P-Peter! I’m almost there!” You groaned.

“I know baby, me too” He mumbled has he left another hicky on you neck. Your walls tightened, causing Peter to release, setting you off as well.

When you both had come down from your highs you sunk to the floor of the shower.

“Better now?” Peter panted.

“Definitely.”

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“we’ll figure something out.” // aged up rt

I almost lost this part and bout cried. thankful that Wattpad got my BACK and restored it. Bless. Sidenote: A bitch loves the diner being the setting, apparently lmaolmaolmaoitissofinelmao AGE IS 17 HERE! (Noticing a trend lmao ;)?) *WARNING:

“Fuck you, Tozier!” You punch his arm, and he laughs while holding the spot you’d just struck with your already swollen knuckles.

“Cupid has upgraded from a bow and arrow, I see.” The boy says pointedly, gesturing to your bruised hand. You roll your eyes at him, scooting a couple inches away from him.

“Careful, Y/N, you scoot any farther you’ll be in the floor.” Bev giggles with a wink.

Your vision flickers toward the tiled floor of the unmistakable Diner on Fifth, a place you and the Club had recently found solace in. The old diner you’d previously hung around became too crowded, thus sending you all packing your bags and moving on to bigger and better things—or, rather, burgers.

“Can we go? The five o'clock rush is about to be here and I’d rather not shove my way through that again.” Stan whines, a pained look on his face as he munches on a grease-drenched fry.

You crinkle your nose at the sight of it. “Yep, that’s acne just waiting to happen.”

“You shut your mouth, don’t put that evil on me.” Stan sasses jokingly, hitting you in the face with the half-eaten fry. “My mother put together an impeccable concoction for me.” He smirks with pride as he speaks, and you snort.

“One: Who the fuck says ‘impeccable concoction’? Two: I’m sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but I think you should re…'concoct’…your treatment.” You mock his use of the word and he rolls his eyes.

“And why is that?” He challenges, face suddenly inches from yours.

“Because obviously something isn’t working.” You whisper just loud enough for the rest of the group to hear, and the table erupts into a fit of collective guffaws as Stan slouches back into his seat.

His face is beet red, one part from defeat and one part from something you can’t quite place, but you assume it has something to do with the close proximity of your faces just moments before.

It was no secret to the group that Stan had developed minor feelings for you, however you had to let him down easily. You didn’t feel the same in the slightest, and he was very understanding about it.

“Okay seriously guys, let’s head out. We’ve all got midterms in the morning.” Ben sighs, getting up and beginning to pack his things. You groan, but follow his lead.

Soon, you find yourself having parted with the rest of the group, save for Richie, and the two of you are now walking to your house. You notice that Richie is a lot more quiet than usual, and you watch as he shoves little pebbles aside with the tips of his shoes along the way.

“Rich? Are you good, dude?” You ask, nudging his shoulder with your own. He only offers a small shrug in response, one so small that you almost don’t catch it. “Hey.” You stop, tugging on his arm as he unknowingly walks ahead of you, lost in his own head. “Talk to me, what’s going on?”

He sighs, finally turning to face you, you realize, for the first time since you’d said goodbye to the last person, that person being Eddie. You audibly gasp upon seeing his swollen, red eyes and lips from trying to hold in sobs.

“Richie…” You trail off quietly, moving so your palms are supporting his dropped head.

He doesn’t seem to really be focused on your face as you make eye contact, but rather it feels as though he’s looking straight through you. You frown, tilting your head to gain his attention.

“What’s happening in that head of yours, love?” You whisper, and his only response is to wrap his arms tightly around you.

The height difference is a little awkward, so you slowly bring the both of you down until you’re sitting on the edge of someone’s lawn. His face falls into the bend of your neck where it meets your shoulder, and he pulls you closer as he lets out every emotion he’s been bottling up. You sit there for a while in silence, watching the sun disappear behind the hill in front of you as you rub comforting circles into the boy’s back.

“I just don’t understand what I do to make people hate me so much.” He chokes out between sobs, and your heart aches for him. “I don’t get why no one ever gives me the benefit of the doubt, Y/N…”

“I do.” You offer, and he laughs dryly into your shoulder.

“Yeah but,” he sniffles, “it’s different with you.”

“How?” You ask.

“You’re my best friend, so obviously you’re not gonna give up on me.”

After a while, you found yourself on your front steps, staring out into space. Richie’s laughing about something that goes unacknowledged by you, and Richie notices this toward the end.

“Y/N? Were you even listening?” He huffs, watching you whip out your cigarette pack. “You said you’d quit.”

You say nothing, just extend the pack toward him. He glaces down at it, then back at you, then back at the pack. He groans, taking one from the pack. You purse your lips, nodding as you take your own and light it.

“You are the reason for my bad habits.” He speaks, smoke coming out of his nostrils.

“I didn’t force you to take one.” You smirk and he rolls his eyes.

“You know what’s crazy?” He says after a while, a dazed look on his face as he stares at the night sky. You hum in response. “I fell for the one person in my life that everyone expected me to, and yet it wasn’t hard to do at all.”

“What do you mean?” His statement leaves you confused, and you turn to face him.

“I mean like, my life has just been a seventeen-year series of doing the exact opposite of what everyone tells me to or expects of me. And yet they said 'Hey, you’re about to fall for this girl and she’s gonna rock your whole world, and you won’t even realize what’s happened until it has, and—’”

“—Richie, the point.” You interrupt his rambling with a laugh, and his cheeks heat up.

“The point is, I fell for this person and it’s fucking cheesy because everything just came so…natural to me. Like I met them and I got to know her, but it was weird getting to know her because every day I was around her, it felt like I’d known her my whole life. Almost like I was learning things about her all over again.” He continues looking at the sky and you’re now looking at the side profile of his face.

You notice the way his eyes seem to gleam under the street light’s glare. You note the smile that he wears, one that you’d never seen on another person’s face in real life. This kind of shit only happens in movies, and yet here he was, a cinematic masterpiece.

“Well, now I’ve gotta know who’s making my Richie so soft-heartened and out-of-character.” You laugh as his jaw drops and he finally turns to face you, smile growing wider as he soon joins you in your laughter. “Seriously Rich, who is she?”

His laughter trails off, and suddenly he’s serious again. “You’d never believe me.” He looks away as he says this, a certain hint of sadness in his tone.

“Come on! You know me better than that!” You hit his arm for possibly the millionth time that day.

He sighs. “You really wanna know?” You nod with an eye roll. “Sassy tonight.” He laughs. “Her name is Eddie Kaspbrak and I’m so in love with her.”

“Oh. I mean, I knew that much already.” You shrug, knowing he’s kidding but deciding to play along.

“Oh, yeah. I mean—was it that obvious?” He tries covering his almost-blown cover and you groan.

“God, Richie, seriously! Tell me, I won’t make fun of you, I swear!”

“Fine.” He takes a deep breath, and inches closer to you until you’re face to face. “This is one of my biggest secrets ever, okay?” He whispers nervously and you nod.

He kisses your cheek softly, and for a moment confusion courses through your brain. You put the pieces together quickly and slowly look toward him again, finding him staring at his hands in his lap quietly.

“Richie?” You whisper, and he looks up at you and you gasp, finding the same swollen eyes from before.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. I’m sorry if this ruins everything, I didn’t mean to–” You interrupt him by pulling his lips to yours.

He immediately reacts and his hands gently rest against your waist. All too soon you’re pulling away, and you find that Richie’s eyes are still closed.

“Richie?” You repeat, and he opens his eyes, a lopsided grin forming on his face when he sees your swollen lips, realizing: this is real, this is happening. “I love you.”

“What are we gonna tell Stan?” Richie asks and you laugh, knowing that he doesn’t actually give a shit.

“We’ll figure something out.”

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Mind If I Join You (Draco Malfoy X Reader)

AN: If you have some constructive criticism or a request, please tell me.

WARNINGS: Some kissing and like one swear word.

SUMMARY: It seems like Draco Malfoy lives to annoy you. But when you have the chance to get him back, things don’t end exactly as expected.

Y/n=your name

L/n= last name

F/n= friends name

Y/h=Your House

F/c=favorite color

History of magic was always boring. But it was the perfect place for you to take a nap, seeming as professor Binns lacked all five senses. But of coarse, just as you began to drift off, you felt something bang against the bottom of your chair. You wipped your head around, already knowing the cause of the disturbance.

Behind you, Draco Malfoy sat staring at the board. The little twerp was always doing shit like this to you. After a few seconds of you glaring at him, he looked at you and shot you a confused glance. You turned back around and laid your head in your arms

Not even five minutes later, you felt Draco kick your chair again. You decided to ignore him this time, thinking he would stop if he didn’t get the attention he wanted. Boy were you wrong.

Once Draco realized you were ignoring him, he decided he had to do something even more annoying. And after going to school with you for six years, he was a professional when it came to you.

*cough* obsessed much *cough*

Lucky for Draco, you were pretty easy to annoy. So it only took a few seconds of him tapping his quill against his desk before you spun around and snatched it out of his hand.

“Would you quit that!” You whisper-yelled to him. But Draco just chuckled. You let out an angry sign and faced the front of the classroom again.

It’s like Draco’s life goal was to pester you until you tore his throat out. Despite this, you had a ridiculously big crush on the kid. And you kind of hated yourself for it. But every time you looked into those pale gray eyes, you couldn’t help but melt.

A large clock in the roof of the school started chiming, signaling that it was time for dinner. You stood up and gathered your belongings, then exited the room with your friends.

As you walked to the y/h dorm rooms you felt a tap on you shoulder. When you turned, you saw none other then Draco himself.

“What do you want Malfoy?” You sighed.

“I’d like my quill back, thank you very much.” He answered proudly.

An opportunity had arisen to get Draco back for annoying you, and like the witch you were, you took it.

“Mmmmmmm I don’t know.” You replied “This is a pretty nice quill. And coincidentally I’ve been wanting a new one myself.”

“Haha very funny. Now give it back l/n.” He repeated

“Yah no, I’m good.” You said as you tossed the quill in the air, catching before he could snatch it back.

“My father will hear about this!” Draco spat, storming away.

You grinned to your self proudly and turned to your friend. She looked at you with her eyebrows raised.

“Oooohhhh! Looks like someone had a little bit of a crush!” Your friend teased.

“Oh shove of f/n.” You smirked as you continued walking.

For the remainder of the day, and almost all of the next day Draco would NOT leave you alone. Every chance he got he was poking you, messing with your books, and just being obnoxious in general. By the end of day you really needed a break.

So after dinner you grabbed a towel and headed down to the Great Lake. Once you were there, you stripped down to your underwear and stepped into the water. After you had gotten about hip deep you heard a voice behind you.

“Wow y/n. You really do look good in f/c.”

You wipped around to see Draco leaning against a tree on the bank.

“Draco!” You yelled, a little louder then intended. “How long have you been standing there?”

“A few minutes.” He replied “Mind if I join you?”

“Uhhhhh, go ahead I guess.” You answered.

As Draco began to unbutton his shirt you felt you face get red and you looked around awkwardly. Once he was down to his boxers he came up to you and stared deep into your eyes. After what felt like forever he finally spoke.

“Can I ask you something y/n.”

“Yeah sure.” You replied curiously.

“Well, I was wondering if you wanted to go to Hogsmead with me this weekend.”

“Like as a date?” You replied in shock.

“Yeah as a date.” He answered. “I mean, I’ve liked you since like first year. If you don’t feel the same that’s fine but I just thought you ought to know.”

“And why are you just now telling me this?” You questioned.

“I’ve wanted to for a really long time to be honest.” He answered.

“I-, Yes Draco. I would love to go out with you this weekend.” You replied calmly. On the inside though, your heart was about to beat out of you chest.

“Great!” He replied, more excitedly than he intended. “So not to be pushy, but this does mean I’ll be getting my quill back right?”

“In exchange for something.” You grinned

“Oh? And what would that be.” Draco teased.

“I think you know.” You teased back.

Draco then leaned forward and softly pressed his lips against yours. You responded instantly and the kiss grew more passionate. You wrapped your arms around Draco’s neck as he placed his hands on your hips. You finally broke apart when you heard cheering from the shore.

Even in the dark you could see the small group of Slytherins they had gathered by the lake. Draco looked at you and sighed as you both began to laugh.

“What do you say we go up to my room and get your quill?” You asked.

“That sounds perfect.” Draco smiled as he took your hand and led you back to the school.

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Shake on it? (Richie Tozier X Reader)

AN: This is my very first fic so if it’s absolute trash I apologize. Also, y/n means your name if you weren’t aware.

Summary: You had been crushing on Richie Tozier for as long as you could remember. So when a bet is started between the two of you, you make sure to figure out if he likes you back.

Warnings: Swearing (This is Richie we’re talking about, what did you expect)

Every wednesday for the past two years you had met with Richie Tozier to play video games until dark. And after that the two of you always headed over to the diner down the street to fill up on junk food.

Richie had been your friend (and crush) since about second grade. So as you entered the arcade on a slightly chill September evening you had only one person on your mind.

You scanned the dark room until you spotted him. Hawaiian shirts should never have been hot. But somehow, he made it work as he smashed buttons on a Space Invaders console.

Just as you walked up beside him, Richie used up his last life.

“Damn Trashmouth, your worse at the game then I thought.”

“Fuck of y/n, you messed me up.” Richie pouted.

“I wasn’t even in your line of sight dumbass.” You replied

“Yeah, but I can always sense when a hot chick is coming my way.” He winked

“Oh shut up Richie.” You smirked. “That still doesn’t mean your actually good at that game”

“As if you could do better.” He scoffed.

“Wanna bet?”

“You know I’ve never been one to turn down a challenge y/n.” He answered. “What’s on the line?”

You thought for a second. If you could have one thing from Richie, what would it be? And then it hit you.

“Okay Tozier,” You replied. “If you loose, you have to tell me who you like. And you can’t say nobody!”

Richie thought for a second, then smiled.

“Alright y/n, if I loose I’ll tell you who I like. But the same rules apply to you if I win. Deal?”

“Deal!” You replied as you stook out your hand. “Shake on it.”

Richie shook your hand and gestured to the Space Invaders console.

“Ladies first.” He grinned

You cracked your knuckles and pressed start.

For about 15 minuets you went on, pressing buttons and moving the joy stick. You finally finished with a total of 1710 points after your fingers started cramping and you couldn’t press the buttons fast enough.

“Pretty good right?” You asked, turning to Richie.

“Yah, but I still think I can do better.” He replied as he stepped up to the console.

But only seven minutes later, Richie was out of lives and only has 692 points

“HA! Suck on that Trashmouth, I win!” You shouted, fists in the air.

“Yeah whatever. Let’s stop by the diner before I answer your dumb ass question.” He grouched as he walk out of the arcade, you directly on his tail

•Short time skip:)•

Once the two of you got to the diner, you each got a milkshake and shared a basket of fries. After awhile, you finally turned to Richie.

“So, a deals a deal Rich. Who’s the lucky girl?” You asked

Richie sighed.

“Just...don’t freak out when I tell you okay?

“Jeez Richie, you don’t have to be so serious about it.” You laughed. But on the inside, you were way over stressing this.

What if it’s not me?!? You thought I think I’ll honestly cry If it’s not me!

You had always had your suspicions, but Richie kind of flirted with everyone so you had never been completely sure.

“It’s just kinda a big deal okay?” He said “I mean I’ve just liked this girl forever.”

“Then tell me who it is.” You pushed

Richie looked down and whispered “You.”

“What?” You shouted,

“It’s you okay y/n!” He repeated. “I like you and I have since second grade. And if you don’t fell the same that’s-“

You leaned across the table and crushed your lips against his. He responded immediately with the same amount of force.

When you finally pulled away, your face was bright red.

“Damn” Richie smirked “I’ll take that as an ‘I like you too’.”

“You could say that.” You grinned

“Well then, I guess there’s only one thing left to do.” Richie said.

“Oh yeah, and what’s that?” You laughed, fully aware of what he was about to say.

Richie, being as extra as he is, stood up and walked over to you. He reached for your hand and pulled you up from your seat. Richie looked you in the eyes and smirked.

“Y/n, would you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?”

“I would love too.” You replied, leaning in for another kiss.