“Tah-dah.”
The combination of the deadpan tone and the perky little spirit finger wiggles is enough to make Eddie roll his eyes and scoff at Richie’s antics, so he opens his mouth and starts to call him a fucking idiot.
That is, until he actually gets a look at what it is Richie is showing him.
There, carved into the old wood of The Kissing Bridge, are the letters R+E.
He blinks down at them in something like surprise. “The fuck is this?” he asks. Richie frowns, irritated.
“It’s our fucking initials. What the fuck does it look like?”
“Well, why are our initials carved here?” Eddie asks, not meanly or anything, but definitely bewildered. “Who the fuck wrote our initials here?” He steps closer and bends down to get a better look. “This looks old. Is this from when we were kids? I never noticed this before. Did someone do this to make fun of us or something? Why wouldn’t they tell us? Did they tell you? Why didn’t you tell me?”
Richie waits for Eddie to finish the worst game of twenty-questions in history, exuding the kind of patience he didn’t even know he was capable of as Eddie goes on for what feels like forty fucking minutes.
“Dude,” he finally bursts out, unable to take it anymore, “I carved those. Me. Jesus Christ.”
Eddie blinks up at him, all eyes and freckles, confused. “You did this?”
“Yes.”
“When we were kids?”
“Yes.”
“So…” Eddie looks at the wood and then back at Richie again, and Richie tries not to burst into a million pieces as he sees the cogs slowly turning in Eddie’s head.
“Oh my god, get there faster!” he finally snaps, and Eddie shoots him a glare.
“Shut the fuck up, dude! You had thirty years to know about this shit, I’ve had thirty fucking seconds, I’m fucking processing!” Richie throws his arms into the air and does a weird, exasperated little circle as Eddie continues to inspect the carving, his brows furrowed. “You carved our initials into the kissing bridge when we were kids,” he states again, just to hear the whole thing put together, and gingerly runs his index finger over the plus-sign. “Why?”
“Isn’t it obvious?” Richie asks, cringing.
“Obviously not, if I’m fucking asking.”
Richie’s heaves a sigh. “I liked you,” he finally admits. Somehow, the world doesn’t end. He briefly thinks teenage-Richie would have been surprised by that.
Eddie traces his finger along the E now, slowly. “You liked me back?” he says, so quietly it takes Richie a moment too long before he realizes what Eddie said.
“Wait, back?!”
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finn wolfhard queer ship cinematic universe time take
i will give no context and take no argument.
-byler is for typical 'waking' hours. your 9-5, the hours for eating and working and focusing and whatever, the hours where you push your extra thoughts away but theres still that bittersweet mourning feeling for them.
-reddie is for your slightly irregular hours. 4-9am, 5-10 pm. you're not waking, but you're awake, roaming, thinking. the 'i cant sleep' hours. you let yourself think, consider, if only for a moment, for that brief feeling of fleeting happiness.
-boreo is for your late hours. your 11-4. the late night+early morning, all-nighter, too late and too early and too everything all at once. when you finally let yourself think and feel at the risk of everything, and still have that bittersweet and exhausted feeling and you mourn the waking hours while still craving these late hours.
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okay guys you’ve forced my hand
losers club fursonas
richie - brown bear. duh. or a hyena :)
eddie - stoat! little guys with too much energy. have y’all seen that video of the stoat on the trampoline? that’s eddie
bev - i’m picturing glamrock chica from fnaf but that doesn’t count so. sabertooth tiger. i think she deserves it
bill - grey wolf. pack leader <3 or a golden retriever
mike - clouded leopard. that’s the one that’s very paws right? idk it’s just vibes
ooh or a stag. i think i like that better
ben - otter or beaver :)
stan - possum. get it. ‘cause they p. ‘cause they play dead
or an african grey parrot
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Please tell me all about the it musical. I want to know more!
The IT musical is the epitome of camp. It has commentary on some of the more problematic nature of IT (King's weird obsession with women's period as horror, the child orgy... etc) and emphasizes the "Loser" part of the Loser's Club. It's aware that these kids/ adults are the outcasts of the world for stupid reasons and likes to point that out.
They also use this to emphasize a lot of the character traits within IT that go unspoken. Bill, himbo of himbos, acts before speaking even more. Eddie is more neurotic than ever. Richie is more obviously gay.
It makes fun of the story but in the most loving way possible. It's one of my favorite things of all time. And it's surprisingly cannon accurate... even though all weapons are replaced by a feather.
Anyway thanks for letting me talk my shit a little and goooo watch
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