#eddie kaspbrack x richie tozier

[princess-natce]

(Doing this again!!!)

The Losers Club as Power Rangers

Bill - Red Ranger 🔴

Stan - Green Ranger 🐊

Ben - Yellow Ranger 🟡

Richie - Orange Ranger 🟠

Eddie - Blue Ranger 🧊

Beverly - Pink Ranger 🩷

Mike - Purple Ranger 🟣

[cloudycrabsinajar]

Richie would always climb into Eddie's window so Eddie kept his window unlocked, but on a specific night Richie needed to tell Eddie something important so rich started walking to Eddie's house.

About 20 minutes later he arrived climbing in Eddie's window, when he was about to knock on the window he seen Eddie in his red shorts and a red coca cola shirt that would ride up when Eddie would lift up his arms to stretch or yawn. Richie was taking in Eddie's image, but got interrupted when a guy who looked about 16-17 years old walked out of his bathroom after shutting the bathroom door walked over to Eddie and kissed him, Richie thought that Eddie would back away or reject him but he just kissed back, at this point Richie was starting to tear up.

Richie was trying to leave but ended up hitting the window getting Eddie and the boys attention Eddie lifted up the window to see Richie crying "rich, are you ok? why are you crying? what's wrong? come inside ." "Bye ed's" Richie left with that nothing else.

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Part 1

[icarus-has-falllen]

Master list

Stranger things

Gareth Emerson

reader gifts Gareth with his flannel

Steve Harrington

jealous steve harrington

reader gets vecna'd

Eddie munson

being eddie's best friend turned lover

Billy Hargrove

very short comfort fic

being billy's bestfriend from cali

reader has powers and protects billy

Artist reader

Nancy wheeler

none yet

Mike wheeler

ghost face!byler x reader

coffee shop au

Angst to fluff

Dustin Henderson

learning how to play DND

Lucas sinclaire

none yet

Max mayfield

none yet

Will byers

ghost face!byler x reader

Will finds out reader is trans

wheeler!reader having a crush on will

Jane "eleven" hopper

none yet

Fred Benson

very short kinda fluff

byers!reader introducing fred to their family

Chrissy Cunningham

none yet

Umbrella Academy

Klaus Hargreaves

family pt.1

family pt.2

family pt.3

family pt.4

Diego Hargreaves

family pt.1

family pt.2

family pt.3

family pt.4

Five Hargreaves

family pt.1

family pt.2

family pt.3

family pt.4

late nights and snacks

Allison Hargreaves

family pt.1

family pt.2

family pt.3

family pt.4

Viktor Hargreaves

family pt.1

family pt.2

family pt.3

family pt.4

FEAR STREET

simon

none yet

Young!Nick Goode

being ziggy's bestfriend and dating Nick Goode

Ziggy

being ziggy's bestfriend and dating Nick Goode

Marvel

Spider man (Tom Holland and Andrew Garfield)

none yet

Star Lord

none yet

Miles Morales

non yet

Scream (the original)

Stu macher

none yet

Billy loomis

none yet

Mickey Altieri

none yet

Sidney Prescott

none yet

Ethan Landry

none yet

Gravity falls

Dipper pines

none yet

Mabel pines

none yet

Stanford pines

none yet

Stanley pines

none yet

Wendy

none yet

Bill cypher

none yet

It

Richie Tozier

none yet

Eddie Kaspbrack

none yet

Stanley Uris

none yet

Beverley Marsh

none yet

Bill Denbrough

none yet

Ben Hanscom

none yet

Hamilton

Alexander Hamilton

none yet

Thomas Jefferson

none yet

John Laurens

none yet

Lafayette

none yet

Angelica Skylar

none yet

Eliza Skylar

none yet

Peggy Skylar

none yet

Hercules mulligan

none yet

Aaron Burr

none yet

Ghostbusters

Ray stantz

none yet

Egon Spengler

none yet

Peter Venkman

none yet

Winston Zeddemore

none yet

Wednesday

Wednesday Addams

none yet

Xavier Thorpe

none yet

Tyler Galpin

none yet

Enid Sinclair

none yet

Star Wars

Luke Skywalker

none yet

Din Djarin

none yet

Han Solo

none yet

Anakin Skywalker

none yet

Spider-verse

Miles Morales

Gwen Stacey

Hobie Brown

Pavitr Prabhakar

[arriansarchive]

Regular Request Rules + NSFW Request Rules

Regular (non-smut) Requests Basic Rules

Request in the ask box

I am allowed to not answer (shouldn't have to be said but it is)

Do not request the same thing twice

I might add/change more rules and characters as time goes on because I'm forgetful

Just Notes

Why is my Miles Morales shit post getting reblogged pleeease pick anything other than that

Reader Rules (non-smut)

I will preferably do male reader

I might do gn reader

I won't do female reader so don't ask

I will accept reader being a characters sibling

Character Rules (non-smut)

I will do romantic female characters

I will do romantic male characters

Reader Rules (smut)

I will do dom!top!reader

I will do sub!top!reader

I will not do sub!bottom!reader

Kink Rules (obviously smut)

I will do degradation

I will not do praise (I'm horrible at it sorry)

I will not do pet names of any kind

I might do other kinks if you specify

Character Rules (smut)

I would preferably do m/m

I will try to do gn/m

I will not do gn/f

I will do m/f

Fandoms I Will Do

Spiderman Into/Across The Spiderverse

Miles Morales

Peter B. Parker

Miguel O'Hara

Pavitr Prabhakar

Hobie Brown

Gwen Stacy

Harry Potter

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Hermione Granger

Neville Longbottom

Luna Lovegood

Ginny Weasley

(depends) Draco Malfoy

Nymphadora Tonks

Shameless

Fiona Gallagher

Lip Gallagher

Ian Gallagher

Carl Gallagher

Mickey Milkovich

Mandy Milkovich

Veronica Fisher

Kevin Ball

Possibly others if you mention them

Young Sheldon

Georgie Cooper

Mary Cooper

IT Chapter 1/2

Richie Tozier

Eddie Kaspbrack

Bill Debsbrough

Stanley Uris

Beverly Marsh

Ben Hanscom

Mike Hanlon

Stranger Things

Mike Wheeler

Will Byers (male reader only)

Dustin Henderson

Lucas Sinclair

Eleven

Max Mayfield

Steve Harrington

Nancy Wheeler

Jonathan Byers

Jason Carver

Eddie Munson

Miss Peregrine's Home For Peculiar Children (book)

Alma LeFay Peregrine

Caul Bentham

Jacob Portman

Emma Bloom

Fiona Frauenfeld

Hugh Apiston

Noor Pradesh

Millard Nullings

Enorace

Jillard

Joor

Jemma

Nuwho

Eleventh doctor

Twelfth doctor

Clara Oswald

Amy Pond

Rory Williams

River song

Fear Street

Kate Schmidt

Simon Kalivoda

Josh Johnson

Ziggy Berman

Cindy Berman

Alice Hart

Sally Face

Sal Fisher

Larry Johnson

Ashley Campell

Todd Morrison

Travis Phelps

Top Gun: Maverick

Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw

Jake 'Hangman' Seresin

Natasha 'Phoenix' Trace

Heartstopper

Nick Nelson

Charlie Spring (x m!reader only)

Tao Xu

Harry Greene

Elle Argent

James McEwan

Imogen Heanley

Issac Henderson

[beansnsoup]

Bill Denbrough x Tozier!reader

Headcanons/short speed through of the movie

Warnings: Mentions of death and blood, implied fem reader, fluff

☆ Not my GIF

• You were like your brother, but more mature. He was a year older than you, tet you were still in the same grade. So that meant all of his friends were your friends, this meant that you pretty much grew up with Bill.

• Out of Eddie, Stanley, and Bill, he was always your favorite, he made you feel comfortable.

• In 5th grade he started to develop small feelings for you but they faded out when you all moved on to middle school.

• Beverly Marsh got more attention when everyone hit middle school, especially from the boys. Bill made it clear he liked her but he never talked to her. You chose to ignore it though.

• Ben Hanscom and Mike Hanlon also made their way into your group, you weren't complaining, you liked to remain social.

• When you all first found Ben he was all bloody because of Henry Bowers, he carved an "H" into his stomach. Eddie, Bill, and Stanly went inside to get him aids, leaving you and Richie with this kid leaking hamburger helper as Richie put it.

• When they came back with Beverly Marsh your breath hitched, it was kind hard for you to breath, jealousy was kind of overtaking you. Bill stuttered more around her.

• More and more kids started going missing, and when Beverly called you all over to her place because her bathroom had experienced a blood bath it was all crazier.

• When you were walking home from Beverly's place you all had spotted Bowers' car and the home school kids, Mike Hanlon, bike, that led to a rock war which you all won. He told all of you about the fire and how he saw it again, which made everyone else open up about their fears.

• Everyone went over to Bill's garage, which ended pretty quick after the clown nearly killed Beverly. But it led Bill to the house where everything pointed to, he left you all behind to go there.

• Your brother wouldn't stop talking, he normally did this when he was freaking out. You stayed with Eddie, Bill, and Richie, while you, Bill, and Richie were looking for Betty, who appeared in the doorway, Eddie got locked out.

• The shortly after that so did Richie, so that meant you and Bill had to find a way to help them both. Richie all of the sudden burst out of the door and when you all turned around Eddie's head was sticking out of a mattress, with black goo spilling out of his mouth and from under the mattress.

• The three of you saw three separate doors after that, "Not Scary At All", "Scary", then "Very Scary", you all of course headed towards the "Not Scary At All" door where the upper half of Betty Ripsom was waiting for you guys.

• You all shut it quickly, "Remember, this isn't real." Bill reassured, you and Richie nodded then opened the door again, to find the hallway that leaded to Eddie, the three of you ran to help him, then the clown started taunting Bill.

• The rest of you finally together again, trying to help fix Eddie's arm, the clown finally backed off. Bill went towards him but came back later, you all ran out then watched Mrs. Kaspbrack rant about what monsters you all were.

• That left the rest of you, Bill started by trying to make a plan for next time, "No! No next time Bill!" Stanley yelled out, interrupting him, that led to you all arguing. Then Richie mentioned Georgie, Bill was of course furious, then theu both started fighting, physically.

• He punched Richie to the ground, Mike and Stan holding him back when he got back up. Beverly started speaking, "...That's why we're still alive!" Richie cut in before grabbing your wrist, "Yeah? Well I plan to keep it that way." He said, the two of you walking off.

• Bev started to grow on you after then, she was the closest female friend you've had. When all the boys were fighting the two of you would hang out, she told you about the poem she got, "Bill didn't know it, he said he wasn't a good poet." You snorted, "Yeah, no, he sucks."

• You and Richie went to Stanley's Barmitzvah, deciding keeping some of your friends would be a good idea. When Stan ended up making his own speech Richie gave him a one man standing ovation. You pulled your brother down then shot Stanley a thumbs up.

• You were watching your brother play Street Fighter, bored out of your mind, Bill walks in telling you that IT got Beverly and that you'd all have to go back to the house to save her.

• And that you did, all of you met eachother at the house, Stan still shaken up from last time didn't want to go inside but Bill convinced him everything would be fine. Bill led you all to the well, he found a rope which Mike attached to a hook above the well to help them get down to where the clown was holding Bev.

• Then when it was Mike's turn Henry Bowers showed up out of nowhere and pulled the rope back up, leaving you all stuck from helping Mike. You all saw Bowers fly past you all and found Mike at the top, safe.

• When you all turned around Stanley wasn't there, he must've not heard you guys stop. When you found him, the lady he would talk about was practically chewing his head off, but you had all got there in time that it left. Stan broke down, then Bill disappeared.

• Eddie yelled and ran out for him, Richie followed Eddie, then the rest of you did the same. It led you all to where Beverly was, she was just floating, he eyes staring upward. Eddie made you all look up to the rest of the floating/missing kids.

• The boys pulled her down, Ben started freaking out, then out of no where he kissed her, like it was Snow White or something. And almost just like the Disney film she came back, "January embers." "My heart burns there too." You smirked at the poem they were quoting.

• The remainder of the club turned the corner to find Bill talking to a one armed Georgie. Then he pointed the gun Mike brang to his little brothers head, he set it off. The boy started squirming around, then the clown popped up to look at all of you.

• "Kill it!" Everyone chanted, it ran towards Bill then the rest of started fighting it. He shape shifted into all of you and your friends fears, but since you all knew it wasn't real, he was easy to defeat.

• It was over. The clown was gone. All of you were finally together and happy again.

• Beverly told you all that she had a dreams of how all you would die, that led to Bill making you all promise that'd you'd all come back to Derry if the clown came back.

• Eventually everyone had left, you told Richie that'd you meet him at home. That just left you and Bill, both of you sitting in comfortable silence. You eventually got up, "I should probably go." You tell him then start to walk up.

• "Y/N!" He yelled out, you turned around, be was already walking towards you, "Yeah?" He doesn't answer, instead he kisses you, quick and simple. You go back in, you lips movieing in sync, both of you pull away.

• The rest was just history.

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I'm obsessed with the fact of being related to Richie lmao

[ellewolfhard]

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[siriuslymoon]

Eddie: I know you’re making jokes about how attractive you are just to hide your sadness but-

Richie, sniffling: It’s not a joke- I’m a legit snack

[faithandpositivity]

“We don’t have to” Part 1 || REDDIE [Richie Tozier x Eddie Kaspbrak]

Pairings: Stan x female!Reader, Richie x Eddie

Author’s note: Okay, ladies and gentlemen, I present you my first ever m x m fanfic, so please please don’t be too harsh on me. I saw It Chapter 2 on Saturday and my heart is aching so bad for what happened to Stan and Eddie (it’s not like I’ve read the book before and stuff but still). Also English isn’t my first language and since I haven’t really been writing anything at all for the last 1-2 years because of the lack of motivation caused by depression - blah, what I was trying to say: don’t hate me, if this turns out to be shitty. Love you!

Plot: Some years after the Losers Club split, they find themselves reunited for a beautiful occasion: the wedding day of Stan x Reader [also this will be a spin-off oneshot or fanfiction I’m currently working on, this one focuses more on Reddie]. The night before the big day, all of you are having a good time, drinking and eventually playing Truth or Dare like you did in the good old days. Everything seems to be fine, until you dare Richie to do something that might have questionable consequences...

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“I don’t understand you people. Bacardi is fucking disgusting.”

“You wanna know what’s disgusting?”

“Richie, if you even dare to only take my mother’s name in your mouth, I will fucking end-”

Right before you could finish your sentence, you felt someone softly grabbing your shoulder. To your relief, it was Stan. You felt how you melted under the gentle touch of his hand. Almost ten years together and he still made you gasp with only a touch.

“Trust me, Richie. This girl here does not banter when it comes to her Mama.”

Everyone shared a laugh until you heard the bottles cracking on the table. Ben immediately started filling everyone’s cups up, with no protest allowed. You leaned back and placed your hand on Stan’s hand. You could hear him smile.

“Okay. Now give me the empty one, please”, Beverly ordered and Ben handed it over to her, so quickly that he almost tripped over his feet. She smiled at him and asked him to take his place down next to her. He smiled back at her. These people were some serious goofs. But they were your goofs.

“This might be fun.” Beverly chuckled before spinning the bottle for the first round. Everyone heard Eddie groaning and everyone ignored it, except for Eddie who made a filthy comment about “jizzing” in “one’s pants”.

“Might be seems very common. I hate this game”, Mike moaned and gave Beverly a death glare, right before the bottle stopped to point right at him. Everyone laughed hysterically except for Mike. He smiled shyly and much less confident.

“Okay, Mikey-boy. Truth or dare?”

Mike rolled his eyes back and then lowered his view to the least. “Truth, I guess.”

“Oh-oh, can I, can I?”, Bill asked, suddenly fully attentive. Usually, Bill was the calmer one of the group, but after the right amount of alcohol, the Losers found, he turned into a witty sport.

Beverly gave Mike a knowing smile and then nodded at Bill.

“How old were you when you lost your virginity?”

“Oh my- what! How old are you people? Like seriously!”

Mike complained a bit, but after some time, he smiled and unwillingly answered the question. “I was 18, okay?”

Richie snorted and suddenly widened his eyes. For him it was common sense to comment everyone and everything but all of a sudden he felt like he might have made a mistake. It was not Eddie he was balling, it was Mike. And he wasn’t so good, at least not as good with...

“And how old were you son of a mother, if I may ask you, Richard?” Mike pointed on Richie’s chest with his index finger.

“Me? I was...It’s not my turn yet”, Richie grinned and made a face at Mike. Suddenly he felt a heat in his cheeks. It normally didn’t bother him when people were looking at him, au contraire, actually, he enjoyed it. He was a show host, dammit! But right now, in that second...A pair of eyes was smothering him.

“Take it easy, Mikey”, Eddie interrupted. “He mustn’t admit the only relationship he’s ever had was with his right hand.” Eddie gave him a warm wink.

“Alright, years left, years to come and I still wanna puke”, you heard your fiancé blurt out. Everyone was laughing and the atmosphere seemed as calm as it could be. You kept playing for a few rounds and suddenly you had to ask Richie.

“Okay, Richie from the ditchie”,  you smiled, “Tell me: Truth or dare?”

You stared at your best high school friend with deliberate provocation in your eyes. The two of you had played this game over and over and every time Richie had made you do some extra foolish shit. Today was the day to let justice win.

“Dare, baby. All over.”

“Okay.”

For a second you asked yourself if you could do it, if you could really ask your best friend to do the thing he was the most afraid of but would or at least should also make his life a whole lot more interesting. Actually, he should be thankful if you did, you thought.

Richie had a secret and you had little but still had knowledge about it. You were the only one to know and you had promised to keep it a secret. It was an asshole kind of move, but so was it that one time when Richie forced you to sneak into Henry Bowers house. That was the time he almost murdered you and you had to talk yourself out of it by telling him you were secretly into him and had sneaked in to write him a note. That was the worst summer of your life, you decided and you shivered.

“I dare you to kiss Eddie on the lips.”

For a good second, everyone was quiet and you could hear someone gasping. It was Ben.

You looked Richie right in the eyes and saw frustration but also surprise there. It was almost as if he was gonna ask you “Why?” if there just wouldn’t have been all those people.

“Oh, come on, Rich. Everyone here has kissed everyone here...I mean, almost. Or. Okay. Maybe it was just Bill and Beverly, then Ben and Beverly [now a couple], then me and Beverly and even Bill and Mike [for scientific reasons - the project failed and Bill was now happily married]. Don’t make a fuss.”

“She’s right”, Mike said and gave Bill a curious look. Bill laughed and pretended to look at his phone.

“When did you and Beverly kiss?”, Stan suddenly asked and you looked at him in shock.

“Oh, shit”, you said and sounded a little too tipsy. “Okay, it was before us...And it was only one kiss.”

“And what a kiss”, Beverly added with a grin. Ben laughed awkwardly and grabbed Beverly harder by her waist. She gave him a short kiss on the cheek.

“Okay, so what now?” Eddie asked, almost impatiently.

Your face went from Eddie to Richie and back to Eddie.

“This is bullshit. We don’t...I mean, we don’t have to do this. This is a bullshit game and no one really cares if...”

“Are you gonna do it or what?” Eddie lifted his left eye brow and watched how Richie frowned in confusion.

Eddie groaned like he had before and all of a sudden took Richie’s face in his hands. Richie felt how his heart slipped down his stomach. He gasped for air, right before he felt how Eddie pressed his lips against his own. For a short moment he couldn’t even close his eyes and just stared in disorientation, then he felt how slowly his eyes closed.

It was...the most beautiful kiss he had ever experienced in his whole life. Eddies lips tasted like coffee and Bacardi and even a bit like his inhaler. He felt his heart beat through his chest as Eddie softly strengthened his grip on Richie’s face.

After a few seconds he felt how Eddie slowly pulled his head back. When he opened his eyes again, he looked into a pair of warm, acquainted eyes.

“Could be worse, right?” Eddie quipped, suddenly sounding like a mixture of serious and sleepy. His voice was higher than it was before and he didn’t take his eyes off of Richie as fast.

“Sure”, Richie spoke under his breath.

That was the second Beverly put a satisfied look on her face and continued to spin the bottle. Everyone was doing normal things again but for Richie the time seemed to move in slow motion.

Suddenly you felt bad. Maybe you shouldn’t have. Maybe...

“Honey, I’ll just go to the kitchen and grab some fresh glasses”, you said to Stan and vanished like a flash.

After entering the kitchen and before you heard the door slam, you heard Richie calling “I’ll help you!” from behind you. Before you could get away, he stood already in front of you.

“Why?”, he asked you.

He looked at you with slight disappointment in his eyes. The rest seemed just...tipsy.

“I’m sorry, Richie. I don’t know why I did that. It was wrong. I shouldn’t have. I really don’t...I’m so sorry”, you said, trying to calm yourself rather than him, because he seemed surprisingly calm.

“I just-”

“Do you guys need any help?”, you suddenly heard somebody asking. It was Eddie. You didn’t hear when he entered but you were pretty glad that he had come in.

It was true. It was just a stupid kiss and what one would make out of that. It was not your fault that Richie seemed to maybe see more in that game of Truth or dare than there actually was. People had to kiss other people all the time for that exact reason. You had kissed Beverly, Mike had kissed Bill, all for that reason. Why should Richie be spared?

“Actually, we do. I’ll take these glassed out, maybe you could help Richie with the snacks. Thank you, Eds”, you smiled at him, as he gently grazed your arm.

“Anything for the bride.”

With those words, you vanished. Back to the others. Other than for Richie, Eddie seemed less concerned about the kiss. Actually, he seemed...content.

“I can take care of the snacks. You can go back and...”

“Can we talk about it?”

Richie felt how the blood in his veins froze. “About what?”

“The kiss.”

Oh no. Oh no. He would totally mention how he had noticed what Richie felt and that he could never have the same feelings...not for a man. Not for Richie. He felt quiet nauseous.

“I hope it won’t do any harm on our friendship, that’s all”, Richie lied and told the truth at the same time. “I mean, it’d be the fucking worst. I’ll never play truth or dare again for the sake of-”

“Richie...”

“Also, what are we? Teenagers maybe? We’re fucking adults! Can’t we act like it? [Yikes.] People of our age don’t play games at parties anymore, no, they rather do-”

“Richie.”

Before he could keep talking, he felt how Eddie tried and pressed him against the breakfast table. Richie was awkwardly bent over aback while Eddie was coming nearer. He couldn’t take his eyes of him for a second. Even though Richie was tripping backwards, Eddie wouldn’t stop and went along until they had reached the wall.

“Richie, I want you to kiss me.”

Eddie wasn’t really this confident when he was sober. Sure, he was not really shy and especially not around Richie. But right in that second he exuded some kind of dominance that made Richie weak by his knees. He stared at him and tried to say something just to close his mouth again.

“But...why would you...”

“No talking”, Eddie ordered, almost craving. He placed his hands gently on Richie’s chest and let his fingers run up and down through the material of his shirt. Richie felt how it slowly became harder to breathe. “Just kiss me”, he said. His eyes followed the structure down from his head to his feet just to get to his eyes again. He bit his lip and for Richie it was inexplicable how one person alone could be so damn hot.

His lips could only form two words, before he let go of all.

“Oh fuck.”

After that he placed his hands on Eddie’s hip and pulled him closer, so close, that nothing could ever fit between the two of them. After shortly looking into his eyes, he almost lost himself in them.

He felt the relief of eventually placing his lips on Eddie’s. It was the best feeling ever. Under his breath he could hear how Eddie softly moaned into his mouth. His tongue circled shyly along Eddie’s lower lip, then always faster. Eddie placed his hands in Richie’s dark hair and gently pulled a bit.

It was romantic and slow but it was also expectant and so damn past due.

After quiet some time, Richie felt how Eddie pulled his head back. He was breathing heavily and looking at him with a look in his eyes that Richie had never before seen on Eddie.

“What is it?”, he whispered.

“I-I wanted to ask you...ask if maybe you wanna continue but in my bedroom.”

What had begun and sounded like an unfunny joke in the beginning, was now Richie’s life long dream which became true.

“We don’t have to...I mean...you don’t have to think you’d have to do anything that you don’t really...”

“I want it”, Eddie burst out. He coughed slightly. “I mean...I want it. I do”, he said in a soft voice.

“Isn’t it...quiet early to say I do?”, Richie asked and gave his friend a big, confident grin.

“I should have said it years ago”, Eddie said and smiled.

They stood there looking at each other for a few seconds, when Eddie grabbed his hand.

“Okay. Sneak me in, Eddie spaghetti.”

“There is no spaghetti for you if you call me that again”, Eddie laughed and Richie laughed, too, knowing he was joking. Oh shit, he wanted him.

And that was the only thing he had wanted for years.

Actually...forever.

[tablefourtwo]

just another player in your drinking games (rt)

based on this song

✮ wc : 2k

✮ content : angst, clueless (douche) richie

✮ synopsis : this isn’t the cliche first kiss with richie that she had hoped for. this isn’t the richie she had romanticized in her head.

✮ a/n : this is a rewrite of this! this one is so much better and written completely different. this is so long overdue and so many people have been asking for a part 2 to this but i figured before i write a part 2 i might as well rewrite it because my writings progressed from a year ago. i’m satisfied with this fix being a one and done but if you have ideas of a part 2 lmk.

richie was there first. he sits on one of the extra-wide lawn chairs that’s tucked away in the corner of sally mueller’s yard. richie’s knowledge of the girl was limited to ben describing her as a “stuck-up snob due to her rich family with nice clothes and permed hair.” (so basically a duplicate of greta keene and the other one. richie doesn't remember her name– maybe it’s the buzz he’s starting to get. marie? maria? something like that.)

somewhere from, what richie decided, was the largest backyard he has ever stepped onto, beverly calls. “rich!” he watches her as she trips over herself, trying her best to keep her shaky hands steady, half of the contents in the red solo cups clasped in her hands already spilling onto the floor.

extending her arm, beverly grins from ear to ear. “for you.” she sits at richie’s feet as he breathes an inadequate thank you. cringing at the sticky feeling, he thinks for a moment before opening his mouth, rubbing his palm off on his jeans. “where’s yn?” richie says with none of his usual smartmouth, mumbling around the rim of his drink.

he instantly regrets it. beverly’s been convinced that the boy was in love with her since they were eleven— he’s too drunk to figure out how many years ago that is. he figures bev is too because it completely flys over her head. it’s a shame, normally she would’ve jumped at the chance to pinch his arm, tease him about ashley and yn and ashley and yn and ashley—”

“i was at her house like–” beverly’s eyes dart down to her wristwatch. “thirty minutes ago. we got ready at her place but she wanted to stop by at keenes’ and told me to get a head start.”

“did she forget that you were a lightweight?” richie says amused as beverly yawns. “come on man, you’ve been here, what? two minutes?”

“shut up, stan’s inside, go help him. the chess clubs trying to rope him into their... i dunno... cult?”

after leaving bev with one of her girlfriends he steps into the house, suddenly aware of how flushed his cheeks are. “richie?” finally. he exhaled a breath he didn’t realize he was holding in. “ynn.” richie melts.

“why are you here?” there’s concern in her voice, she sounds genuine. “why... wouldn’t i be?”

yn’s confused but it was common for richie to mess about. she goes back and forth before deciding to answer seriously. “yesterday…”

richie visibly deflated. “come on, ynn” he whined, tugging on her sleeve. “are you serious right now. rich, we talked about this you can’t just pretend like–” he threw his head back, hand making it’s way down his red face, “it’s not a big deal. just–” god, he’s a child. yn was friends with a child. “just– let’s do shots.” yn just stared at him open-mouthed, “you want to cheer me up so bad, so be my partner in a round of beer pong.” “this is so unhealthy.”

yn stood awkwardly next to richie, across from them were curtis allen and marcia fadden. that’s the name he was trying to remember. richie tugs on her sleeve as he picks up the red solo cup curtis just landed his ball in, reaching in and delicately handing the light ball to yn before knocking back the contents of the cup. yn languidly tossed the ball, it bounces, and misses. she sighs and turns to richie with a look on her face. are you happy now? marcia drunkenly bends over, clutching her stomach as she searches for the dainty ball.

yn’s so over this— but richie’s mind is somewhere else.

she follows his gaze and eventually lands on ashley martin. yn’s bottom lip juts forward for a second before she bites down on it, hard. ashley’s here alone, she’s in a pretty dress. she’s visibly glowing. yn bites harder on her lip as she feels jealous. she feels like she needs to throw up.

she turns back to richie, he’s mesmerized. who wouldn't be. he snaps out of it when ashley throws him a smile. “hey, you have another turn. i’llberightback–” he doesn't spare yn a glance, and he’s gone.

she’s left wide-eyed and embarrassed, distracted, the same ping pong ball from earlier lands in one of her cups, and marcia squeals. yn reaches for it but is stopped by fingers holding her hand back. “don’t fucking drink that. let’s go.” eddie grimaces and leads her away from the make-shift beer pong table. a “hey!” and a “sore loser!” going into her ear and coming out the other as she follows eddie out the house onto the lawn.

“you have to talk some sense into richie.”

“what? about what?” eddie pulls a face. “i don’t have the energy for this right now. i just walked past richie and ashley talking. don’t know what the last reason they broke up was or even how they resolved it and sure ashley’s great and all but she’s fucking crazy and i can’t handle another meltdown from richie when she breaks up with him for the fucking twelfth time.” it’s silent for a second before eddie speaks again. “that’s why you guys are weird right now, right?”

yn turns her head to the side, thinking before taking a seat on the couch that had been drunkenly pulled onto the lawn by god knows who. “he came in through my window at like three in the morning and looked like he was about to punch a wall down. he didn't say anything though.”

“bingo.” eddie rolls his eyes and falls back onto the couch next to yn. “just try and if he tells you to fuck off you can say i told you so; next time he throws a tantrum. i would do it but i can’t deal with him right now and my mom also needs me home like yesterday. i am so fucking dead and grounded. i can’t drive you and ben to the quarry tomorrow. sorry, hope you still get to do your nerdy watercolor shit.”

yn feels a crease in her eyebrow as she struggles to keep up with what eddie’s rambling on about. “it’s good. i’ll get a ride with stan or something— speak of the devil.”

“no fucking way— after the way you trashed my car last time? i’ll think about it though because i know it was mostly bev and not you.” stan says nonchalantly, he doesn't stop walking to greet yn, his main goal right now to get beverly into the car. “i was super stoned, that doesn't count.” beverly slurs, hand gripped in stanley’s. not in a romantic way but almost a forceful one. “i need to get her home before she starts whatever she was trying to start over there.” stan stops to explain before walking, purpose in his strides, once more.

“gotta go, he’s my ride.” eddie says before jogging to catch up with the pair. a “see you!” and drunken “byyyee!” reverberating around the lawn from her friends.

“talk to rich!” is the last thing eddie booms before they take a turn outside of the lawn and disappear from yn’s eyesight. yn can imagine stan’s low reply of ‘talk to rich about what?’ that would send eddie into a spiral.

it had been about five minutes before a hand was placed on yn’s shoulder. she didn’t believe in god but if he was real he’d be laughing down at her right about now. “hey, sorry i ditched, what’ve you been up to?” it’s richie, he steps over the back of the couch and drops down next to yn. he’s using a twizzler as a straw (something bill showed him) as he sips on the odd purple liquid in his drink.

“not much. you just missed stan, bev and eds, actually.” “oooh— no shit.” richie smirks as he runs his fingers across the brown couch, falling against it with a soft twirl. richie’s hair is in his flushed face as he turns to face her. “how much did you have to drink after beer pong?” yn cross-examined the boy‘s face.

richie puffs his cheeks out before jokingly darting his eyes around. “i’m not sure… about to have a lot more though.” he grins before nodding his head towards something behind the couch with a raised brow. yn straightens her back to look at what her friend was motioning at. she feels her heart drop to her ass as her eyes land on ashley.

she clears her throat before turning back. “you’re back with ashley?“ “oh yeah.” he says lamely, running his tongue across the inside of his cheek. “i can’t believe you.” she sighs, shifting in her seat while she brings her converse clad feet onto the couch— the only thing separating her knees and chest being her crossed arms.

“ynn, don’t be like that.” he weakly drawls out. “rich, what’s wrong with you? you were sobbing cause of her yesterday.” she raises her fingers to her forehead as she smooths out the crease in between her brows. “it wasn’t like that. that was a misunderstanding.”

she needs him to stop thinking with his dick— god, richie needs a good slap in the face. “was it, really? even eddie’s fed up with you and ashley.”

“you and eds are talking shit about my love life?”

“what love life.”

richie scoffs dramatically before letting a laugh slip. “jeez, yn. tell me how you really feel.” drunk richie would never let that comment slide, she thinks. does she need to make the first move? is that it?

god, this is so cliche. now she’s going to lean in and after, he’s going to admit his undying love for her.

“i just care about you a lot— ok?”

“ok.” he smiled clumsily and his eyes glisten. “i care about you too.” the warmth in his cheeks are still prominent but now yn can clearly see the sharp points of his face highlighted by the moonlight. his cheekbones, nose, jawline, and just above his eyebrows all luminous.

she feels a lump form in her throat at that detail. so she waits. waits for the lump to disappear and waits for richie to say something snarky— he doesn’t.

then, she kisses him. richie’s rigid and it’s awkward, and when she pulls away he doesn't look into her eyes. she’s on fire and her breaths are shallow.

africa by toto starts playing through the speakers for the second time that night when she finally decides to speak. “holy shit–” all she can do is swear at herself over and over in her head as she tries to come up with an apology.

this isn’t the cliche first kiss with richie that she had hoped for. this isn’t the richie she had romanticized in her head.

“rich... are you ready to go?” it’s ashley again, purse under her arm and car keys in her hand, she puts the other hand on richie’s shoulder. “um,” he glances at yn before pausing and gets up from his seat next to her. his cheeks are no longer red and his carefree nature is gone. “yeah.” richie’s already stumbling towards ashley’s car and yn’s heart splits.

ashley greets yn with a wave and bright smile before catching up to richie— just like that, she’s left alone for the second time that night.

yn and richie don’t speak again that night, but she receives a call the day after. (in which she apologized for the kiss while he laughed it off.) on good terms again, richie would still inevitably use yn as a safe haven but, inescapably, she would always find herself alone at the end of the night, and the night after that, and the one after that.

[jaegerboob]

Richie Tozier the type of guy to say "AWOOOGA HUBBAH HUBBAH" whenever Eddie enters the room and Eddie turns red then smacks his dumb husband everytime.

ofc this doesn't deter Richie at all and he's more than willing to endure a few hits to see his darling's cherry cheeks.

[details-later]

Soft Love with Stanley Uris

Summary: Having a day off Stan and His Wife,(y/n), spend the day in a bubble of love and reassurance.

A/N: I was going to finish this but inspiration tanked and i knew i would never finish it but i wanted to still share it with you all

A/N: I rewatched IT chapter one yesterday and it made me just remember how much I love Stan so i wanted to write this. Also I did make this a Female Reader as this is just very self indulgent for me.

A warm golden light filtered in through pale beige curtains. The soft colors of milky brown caused by the curtains gave a homely feel to the bedroom. Deep earthy toned sheets and the dark bed frame made the room look as if Gaia herself resided there. Atop the bed a curly mop of hair hid eyes of warm browns as the man stared at the woman next to him. A wide yet soft smile graced his face. He almost couldn’t believe she was his. Her hair fell around her in a halo, the muted sun flooded across the tops of high cheekbones. 

Soft eyes fluttered open, flickering around the room she finally set sights on the man next to her. A joyous smile bloomed on her face, light wrinkles deepened with the happiness that caused them to form in the first place. She outstretched her hand to his face. Caressing his cheek her heart flooded with the love she has felt for him since they met. “Good morning pumpkin.” The woman said her almond shaped nails running over his scalp. The mans eyes fluttered as the blunt nails scratched in the thick ringlets of his hair. “G’morning love.” He said his smile growing at the image of his wife smiling up at him in a sleepy haze. 

“What's with the stares Stanley?” She said in a teasing voice the smile grows on her face. “What I cant look at my beautiful wife?” Stanley says continuing “Is it now a crime to look at you?” His voice slowly creeping into a teasing tone to match hers. “Its not a crime but it is absolutely adorable.” She spoke pinching the cheek she was still caressing on Stans face lightly. Stans face bloomed with a deep pink and his warm eyes widened slightly. “u-uh no t-thats you.” He chuckled out, trying to match the unshakable confidence his wife had when complimenting him.

That sweet smile on her face grew again. "Stan I love you so much, but... you cant flirt." (y/n) spoke the light teasing giggle slowly bloomed into a boisterous laugh. Stan watched her, his own giggles flaring up, he truly believed she could never look more gorgeous than right now. Her nose crinkling and her mouth dropped open in a large smile with a crackling laugh flowing out of it. He was sure if she saw herself she'd compare herself to a hyena, but to him she looked like an absolute angel.

She twisted and turned to stretch. A long and loud yawn tore through her throat. "Well I think some tea is in order to wake up." (Y/n)  said finally wishing to get out of the bed and start her day with Stan. Siting up with Stan holding her back. He always likes helping her even in small ways like having her sit up or even just smearing a kiss to her hairline on rough days. They never really needed words to communicate how much Stan cared for her.

As (Y/N) stood up Stans eyes followed her. Watching as she changed from soft white pajamas to Mom jeans and a button up green shirt that she rolled the sleeves of. Stan wondered how she could look so ethereal even in such mundane ways. He wondered how she was able to look like she came straight out of a painting, even after just waking up. Her soft eyes encased in a ring of faint dark circles, yet she still looked like a goddess.

This made Stan think about his own looks. Catching his reflection in the mirror of the vanity she stood infront of. He began to pick apart his own looks. Comparing how her dark circles gave her a natural eyeshadow while his made him look almost ten years older. How her lightly curled hair looked soft and shiny, yet his was frizzed and more greasy than shiny. His brows subconsciously furrowed as he scrutinized himself. He didn’t even notice her turning to him, and the almost sad look that crossed her face seeing how he mentally picked himself apart.

Walking over to him slowly, a lovingly concerned look filled her eyes. Sitting close to him she lifted her hand to rub out the wrinkles in his forehead and between his brows. “ My love you need to stop thinking so negativity about yourself.” Her sweet voice dripped into his head. He wasn’t shocked at how she could quickly read his emotions by just a fraction of a tick in his brow. He knew she had an almost supernatural power at reading him like a book.

His face relaxed as she smoothed his face out. “I’m sorry babylove.” Stan said, his head slightly bowing as if he was a child and was scolded for lying about homework. “Theres nothing to say sorry about Stan.” (y/n) said a light smile graced her face as she pecked his lips “I just wish you could see yourself like how I see you.” a sad tone slipped out as she spoke. Her hard work of trying to say strong and help Stan through his insecurities faltered.

Stan forced a small smile to her. “ I understand babylove. Thank you for trying to help me.” He spoke softly. 

[doiibae]

ぬ̳ ꜝꜝ 🦢 gu.ide ♡﹪ ⋆ ࣪.

here are a few things abt me before you enter my blog!!

my names mina, i go by she/they/he pronouns!! my ult group is txt obviously !! I'm an ot5 btww

i write for tomorrow by together. i will absolutely not write anything related to incest and nonconsensual sex. i will include sexual suggestions in my fics, but there will be no full smut!!

i am fully opened to requests so dont be shy!! i am quite busy so please don't expect me to write requests quickly. i also don't mind anons <33

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⸼ ׁ𓂃 ִֶָ txt wips

[darkacademiaaestheticlol]

Richie: You have to apologize to Eddie Y/N: Fine. Y/N: 'Unfuck you' or whatever.

[opalmagines]

I just wanna kiss the Losers club,,, how would they react to their crush taking them to the kissing bridge to surprise them with a kiss,,,

Thanks for the request! Here you go! I took a couple liberties, but I hope you enjoy!

Bill 

You told him it was a trip to look for Georgie 

He wouldn’t agree to it any other way

Once you get there, you tell him the truth 

He needs a break, and you’re not here to look for Georgie, you’re here to spend time together 

He gets agitated 

“W..why are we w..wasting time?” 

You grab his face with both hands and lean in

“It’s okay,” you tell him, “You don’t have to work so hard” 

You kiss him slowly as his face relaxes 

He kisses back as soon as he realizes what’s happening

The two of you linger for a moment, relishing the calm 

“Th..thank you. I n..n.needed that.” 

Richie

He agrees to meet you mostly because he wanted to get away from Bill 

“He has a cane so far up his ass he’s impossible to be around” 

He calms down around you though, almost instantly

“So, why here?” 

You smirk and grab his collar, pulling him in closer 

He looks around for a second, blushing hard

“Wow... are we...” 

You laugh and kiss him, and he reciprocates immediately 

He chuckles into the kiss, and leans into you with almost too much force 

It takes you by surprise, knocking you on your ass and dragging him with you

The two of you laugh, and he kisses you again 

He realizes that you’re in public, and embarrassedly scurries to his feet 

“Well this was fun,” his voice was scattered and nervous, “let’s do this again sometime.” 

Eddie

You sneak him out at night, thankfully not waking Sonia 

“What are you thinking? She’s gonna get mad, and I can’t get her....” You shush him gently 

“Don’t worry about her” 

Eddie is silent, but still clearly on edge

You take his good hand and walk with him to the bridge, not worrying about anything but the two of you 

You stop and turn to him, cupping his cheek 

He leans in, you don’t miss that 

You’re gentle with him, more so than any of the other Losers 

He appreciates it 

“Can I...” you lean in and smile, tipping your forehead against his

He leans in and kisses you first 

It surprises you, but not in a bad way 

You linger there for just a moment, enjoying the closeness 

It feels peaceful, and that is all that you want. 

Stan 

He meets you without hesitation at sunset

The Losers don’t know about you, and meeting you is almost thrilling to you

You hold his hands as you stand on the bridge in darkness

He kisses your hand at first, smirking up at you

You laugh timidly 

You ask him what he’s doing 

He cups your cheek “Enjoying this” 

In the moment, you lean in and kiss him quickly, a grin on your face

He goes red

“Did you..” “Yeah I did..” 

He kisses you back with more intensity than before, and both of you feel totally free 

Even if it was just for a moment

Mike

You can barely believe you convinced him to take a night off from the work

You meet him outside of his house, telling him that your date location is a surprise

His grandpa seems happy to see you, smiling and telling Mike to “be good to them” 

He’s embarrassed, you’re almost flattered 

When you get to the bridge, he almost seemed confused

“What are we doing here?” 

You get off your bike and smile, heading to the side of the road

He follows, still confused

You put your arm around him and lean over the bridge

He smiles at you almost wistfully 

You tip your forehead against his and kiss him deeply as the sun sets 

His eyes close and he leans in without regret

You stay there for a while 

You don’t talk, not much, but you both relish it. 

Ben 

He asks you questions all the way there 

“Are you sure about this?” “Do you really wanna take me there?” 

You reassure him that yes, of course you do 

He’s nervous, but he clearly wants to be there

He’s smiling and blushing, you find it adorable 

When you get to the bridge, he moves hesitantly 

You take his hand and smile 

Then, you begin reciting a sonnet

It’s one he wrote, one he slipped in your locker anonymously 

He blushes WILDLY 

“You noticed it?” 

“How could I not? It’s a beautiful piece” 

You lean in and kiss him at the same time as he does 

He’s gentler than you expect, but he is excited about it regardless

You stay there for longer than either of you expect, but the love for one another is ridiculously obvious

Bev 

She escapes her house to meet you 

You’re worried, but she brushes it off 

“I do this all the time, I’m fine, okay?” 

Eventually, you relax with her

She doesn’t seem bothered, just excited to spend time with you

You talk about everything and nothing, and she listens to you like you’re the most fascinating person alive

The sun rises sooner than either of you wanted

She mentions she has to leave soon 

You want-no-need to say something more

You take her arm gently, and ask her to wait 

That’s when you kiss her, gently but firmly 

She leans in, cupping your cheek with a smile 

When she pulls away, she regards you like a prescious gem 

“Let’s make this a routine, okay?” 

You count on it 

[headcanonthings]

Richie: I was attracted to you first.

Eddie: Well, I confessed first.

Richie: Well, I asked you out first.

Eddie: Well, I said I loved you first.

Richie: Oh, well ...

Richie: *gets down on one knee*

Richie: I proposed first.

Eddie: wAIT WHAT

[cowboysandpilots]

currently thinking about a Reddie Luca AU. 💭