#(richie tozier voice) CUTE CUTE CUTE

[dizzybevvie]

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[senorablack]

one day i'm going to finish writing my two reddie wips but today is not that day. but have this snippet. can be used as a prompt if anyone gets inspired 😏 (not me trying to trick someone into writing my fic) but of course credit etc.

Richie is made of triangles and rectangles, like math gone so wrong it went back to right again. Like his body parts were made in different factories, boxed, shipped separate and scotch taped together by an untalented and uncreative hand.  He moves languidly, nonetheless, like he’s gotten used to body parts that move without him or loom where they shouldn’t. He’s not very conscious of his presence, Eddie doesn’t think, but he sure does impose one.  “Do you realized you have the tendency to hover?” “No, but I’m guessing you did.” “And you slouch.” “You try holding this head up! It’s like balancing a basketball on a bendy straw.” “You’re always moving.” “No arguments there. I’m a jittery guy. And I’m either no sleep with liters of coffee, or fully rested and ready to fight some suburban mom who will and probably already has called the manager on me.” “You don’t work retail.” “What the hell did you think I did before comedy? The things I’ve seen, I wouldn’t wish it on like, Hitler. Or no, maybe especially him. So are you done roasting me…” “I’m not roasting you, or whatever, I’m just mentioning your habits. Roasting you? I don’t even know what that means.” “Funny, because you're great at it.”

[sunshinereddie]

college au where eddie is a tired student working part time at some store on campus, and in that store the radio is always playing except the radio station is constantly their university's student-run radio station and it's like their rules or an agreement with the radio station or whatever that they can't change it.

for the most part eddie doesn't mind, except there are always 2 hours during each and every one of his shifts, that there is one specific radio host that comes on air to do his show and eddie despises him. the host calls himself "trashmouth tozier" and when he's not playing music he's making some god awful attempts at humour, and eddie just can't stand listening to it. he's asked his manager several times if he can change the station just for those 2 hours, but apparently trashmouth tozier is rather popular among other people, for what reason eddie can't figure out, so he's just stuck listening to it during every one of his shifts.

but then one day, at the beginning of a new semester, eddie walks into one of his classes on the first day, sits down, and notices a cute guy sitting not too far from him. he's tall, he's got a big head of dark curly hair, and he's wearing glasses that magnify his eyes a lot, but it's sort of cute. he gives eddie a smile when he sits down, and eddie feels his heart flutter.

the class starts, and after the professor talks for a little bit about the syllabus, she tells the students to turn to the people around them and introduce themselves to each other. so naturally, eddie turns towards cute glasses guy, and is ready to introduce himself, but cute glasses guy beats him to it...... but barely has time to finish his sentence of "hey, i'm richie, nice to meet you-" before eddie's stomach drops.

because eddie recognizes that voice. it's the same voice he hears on the radio at work- it's trashmouth tozier, in the flesh.

[taytrashmouth]

Prompts and requests!!!

Okay so requests are open so keep sending them in!!! Here are some prompts, and characters I write for, let me know what you want to see next.

you can send in original ideas too!

Send requests with the prompt and the character you want to see it with.

Prompts:

1. “You’re being all cute and sweet and it’s making me want to kiss you.”

2. “You said you liked _____, like a month ago so I bought it for you.”

3. “Can I braid your hair!?” “Absolutely not.” “Pleeeeeassse” ends up braiding their hair.

4. “Who did this to you?”

5. “You don’t deserve someone like that.”

6. “Are you jealous?”

7. Reunited after a war

8. Taking care of each other when they’re sick

9. “Please don’t cry.”

10. “Did you just lick me?”

11. “Say the words and I’m yours.”

12. “Do you ever miss us?”

13. “Just….please, h-hold my hand for a bit. I’m scared.”

14. Slow dancing by a fire.

15. “If even half that blood is yours, you need to sit down.”

16. Trying to study but they keep distracting you

17. Cuddling on the couch for the first time, every touch is electric, it’s awkward it’s new, etc.

18. Person B discovering person A has been abused in the past.

19. Person B is insecure about their scars, person A makes them feel better about this.

20. Sunshine x black cat

21. “I trust you.”

22. “You’re staring!”

23. “I like seeing you happy.”

24. They kiss “I’ve been waiting to do that for ____ years.”

25. “Are you nervous?”

26. “Are you cold?” “No.” Gives them their jacket anyway.

27. “You are everything to me! Don’t you see that!?”

28. “You told me you were okay! You promised!”

29. “Where did you get those bruises?”

30. “You should’ve been here! With me!”

31. “I love you!”

32. “Wait!…..stay.”

33. “I want to stop loving you but I can’t! I close my eyes and all I dream about is you!”

34. “As you wish.”

35. “Goodbye.” They whisper with tears in their eyes and a cracking voice.

36. “Are you up?”

38. Watches their lover die

39. “You’re more than a one night stand….you know that.”

40. “Why can’t you just love me back?!”

41. “Letting you go was the hardest thing I have ever had to do.”

42. “Can’t you see that I’m trying?”

43. “How long?”

44. “Look me in the eye and tell me you never loved me…say it!”

45. “You still have sleepy stuff in your eyes.”

46. “Okay sleeping beauty it’s bedtime, I’ve got you.”

47. “You smell nice.”

48. Tickling each other

49. “If I could hold you in public I don’t think I’d ever let go.”

50. “God here- just hold my hand.”

51. Person A “Well you could-“

Person B “if you suggest I sit in your lap I’ll hit you.”

Franchises I write for:

Stranger things

Game of thrones

Friends

The summer I turned pretty

Harry Potter

IT

The last of us

Marvel

I am not okay with this

Outer banks

Kingsman

Heartstopper

That 70s show

The hunger games

Buffy the vampire slayer

(I will write for any character from the above franchises)

Characters I love to write:

(To give you some ideas)

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

Max mayfield

Robin Buckley

Robb stark

Jon snow

Chandler Bing

Jeremiah fisher

Harry Potter

Hermione granger

The Weasley twins

Richie Tozier

Beverly marsh

Joel miller

Ellie Williams

Thor

Captain America

Peter Parker/ Spider-Man

Peter quill

Stanley barber

JJ Maybank

Eggsy

Nick Nelson

Eric foreman

Micheal kelso

Steven Hyde

Peeta Mellark

Spike

Angel

Feel free to send in requests without prompts too!

I am open to writing for ships within those franchises too!!

Can’t wait to write!!!!! Send in those requests!!!!

Love to anyone who reads my work❤️

[tinyangryeddie]

One line any fic! Rules: pick ten of your fics, scroll to somewhere midpoint, pick a line chunk and share it, and then tag ten people.

I was tagged by @glorious-spoon and I am a Reddie slut through and through so that's what y'all are getting (with one or two exceptions)! I picked slightly at random as far as fics, so I hope you enjoy!

Some of these are vaguely NSFW, so be awareeeeee!

now let me at the truth (IT: Richie/Eddie)

“The man stabbed you first, so sounds to me like you did good there,” her hands shake but her voice is steady and light. “And Rich’ll be back. He wouldn’t leave us.” She nods, as if trying to convince herself, too. 

“You’d know, you’re his best friend,” Eddie says, hissing at the shock of pain as Bev applies the cream. Bev scoffs and lightens her touch.

“You’re kidding, right?” She gets the needle ready and takes a breath, all with a smile. Eddie thinks perhaps he abandoned his signature anger too soon. 

“Hmm?” he asks, the pain of speaking getting to be too much. Bev puts her hands up, a passive warning that the needle is coming. Eddie closes his eyes. 

“You’re Richie’s best friend, Eddie,” she says, sticking the needle into the skin of his cheek. Tears sting at the corner of Eddie’s eyes and he grips the bedspread tightly. “You don’t see the way he looks at you?”

2. High On You (IT: Richie/Eddie)

“We can take it down a notch, if you need. Want you to live the stoned night of your dreams, Eds.” 

Eddie snorts, climbing onto the bed, lube in hand. 

“Oh, don’t think you’re getting out of it that easy, Tozier.” He pours some on his hands, afraid the thick feel of Richie’s fingers could set him off. 

“Your idea of easy almost killed me. You just put a plug in me after eating me out for an eternity. I’m still not sure how I haven’t blacked out.” 

3. the night we met (take me back) (IT: Richie/Eddie)

“Y’okay, bud?” he says, and Eddie blinks once, giving his head a shake. Richie feels gradual breathing stretch out Eddie’s lungs, ribs expanding under his hand. 

“Yeah, just,” Eddie clears his throat, gesturing to the room where all the Losers are meandering about, “overwhelming at first. When we’re all together.” Richie nods, patting gently at his back. 

“Indeed, my good sir, these fellows are a lot—”

“Please don’t do the British one.”

“—but they’re some of the finest— ow!” Richie stops, hissing in pain when Eddie smacks his knee, hard.

“Stop it,” Eddie says, eyeing him. “Don’t pretend like you’re not also freaking out.” Richie fidgets in his seat. 

4. Suddenly You're Mine (IT: Bill Denbrough/Mike Hanlon)

The way Bill listens when Mike talks is so intent it’s like a warm hand holding tight around his heart. All Mike can offer back is a comforting hand on Bill’s shoulder while he talks right back. 

“I never stuck around in any place long enough to make friends,” Bill says, fidgeting fingers around a cooling cup of tea. Mike palms at his knee, bony and bare, peeking out from the blanket covering the both of them in bed. “Developed the stutter when we moved to Germany. It still pops up sometimes, even though my parents spent a fortune on speech therapy.” 

Mike shrugs. “I think it’s kinda cute.” 

“Oh my god.” Bill sprawls onto his back. It feels like an invitation, so Mike crawls over him. 

5. Lumber Jack Me Off (IT: Eddie/Richie)

He smooths fingers through the hair Richie’s arms and his face and it gets in Eddie’s mouth when they slide their tongues together and when they break apart to breath he reaches up to pull at the gorgeous gathering of it on Richie’s chest. It’s overwhelming and fucking sexy. 

Richie is a good kisser, but when his hands drag a path down Eddie’s own t-shirt to arrive at his belt, Eddie freezes. 

“I don’t have to,” Richie says, kindly, and that makes Eddie want it even more. Who the fuck is he? Is this what Bev meant when she said he might surprise himself? Because this is definitely surprising. 

Eddie nods. 

6. your beauty must be rubbing off (IT: Richie/Eddie/Ben)

"Can I throw something out there?” he asks. Ben and Eddie both grunt encouragingly. “Could we- could we make sure this doesn’t, like, fuck anything up?” 

Eddie hand quickly finds his other thigh. 

“Of course not, Richie,” Eddie says. Ben hums.

“Yeah, man, we’ll always be friends. And if it gets too weird, or if it starts too weird, we can always stop.” 

“Yeah,” Eddie says, fiercely. Richie kind of wants to cry. Classic mood-killer. He breathes through it and focuses on the feel of warm palms holding at his legs.

7. The One With the Prom Video (IT: Richie/Eddie)

“I don’t have a ticket, dad,” young Richie says. Went blows air through his teeth.

“Eddie’s got two tickets, who cares who uses them? He paid for them, right?” 

Maggie laughs from behind the camera. “Always the opportunist.” 

Everyone back in Bev and Ben’s living room are silently glancing around, clearly confused, but not wanting to alert Richie in the box. Eddie feels frozen. The young version of himself, if he remembers correctly, is still rocking back and forth in that chair, totally clueless that the boy he’s crushed on for, realistically, and unknowingly, years, is actually thinking about white-horsing it in a dusty old suit and saving the night.

8. Can't We Just Talk? (IT Miniseries: Richie/Eddie)

“That was much more pleasant than you made it out to be,” Eddie tells him as they climb into the car, and Richie stops to stare at the roof of his convertible.

“Damn that last glass of wine or I’d have us feeling the wind in our hair the whole way home.”

Eddie groans. “I can’t decide if that would be lovely or completely disastrous.” 

“Ah, my favorite spot: the gray area,” Richie snorts, nixing it to swing back into the car alongside Eddie. “But unless you’ve got a whole can of something in that gorgeous mop, it’d probably tend toward the latter.” He reaches out to tousle the hair in question, and it gives easily. Eddie does, too, swaying with the touch. 

9. Whipping It Out (IT: Richie/Eddie)

“Listen, Eddie,” Richie says, sitting up in his seat, “I’m really sorry I… I threw that on you, man. We can wait til we get back to your place to talk. I just didn’t expect the waterfall of dick pics, alright?”

“I’m into you too,” Eddie says, matter-of-factly. “I was going to tell you on this trip.” He looks down at the crumpled picture of his cock shoved between his seat and the console. “I didn’t plan the waterfall.”

Richie starts to smile, and Eddie wants to touch him so badly his fingers twitch.

“If this is your seduction technique, you should really try better quality pictures,” Richie says, twisting a picture to the side and squinting.

Eddie scoffs. “It worked.”

10. Praise For the Morning (Our Flag Means Death: Edward Teach | Blackbeard/Stede Bonnet)

Stede breaks off to strip them both of their clothes, his fingers nimble and quick, skilled and spreading apart fabric like he’s on a mission. Ed is breathless in the face of it, letting himself be led and liking it. He’s already hard before he’s fully naked, and then Stede is toppling them both onto the couch, the luxurious glide of their skin breaking a moan from each of them.

“You’re amazing,” Stede growls into his neck, kissing, biting, writhing their hips together until he beckons another shaking whine from Ed. He insinuates himself fully between Ed’s legs, and Ed takes the opportunity to wrap his legs around Stede’s middle, feeling like a blushing maiden but hardly caring. Stede’s kisses are all-encompassing. Stede’s touch is blisteringly hot. Fingers and thumbs and palms slide and push and press and they rock, pricks dripping onto their stomachs until Stede jolts up and fists both of them in his hand. “So hard,” he mumbles, as if he doesn’t know he’s saying it.

I'm tagging anyone who wants to do it, and @tthael, @tinyarmedtrex, @stitchyarts, @pineapplecrushface and @skeilig!!

[areyoureddieforittaylorsversion]

Reddie highschool: Richie is super popular funny guy who Eddie is has a massive crush on. He's oblivious to the fact that Richie reciprocates his feelings. When Richie unexpectedly (to Eddie) asks him to the dance Eddie is over the moon. However he overhears some of the other Populars laughing about it and thinks that Richie asks him out as a joke.

you are officially my favorite person btw

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"W-would you fucking st-stop that?"

Eddie is snapped out of his thoughts for what feels like the millionth time today by the sound of his best friends voice. He shakes his head, looking at Bill. 

"What is it?" Eddie asks.

"You're th-thinking about Richie." Bill says. It's not a question. 

"So what?" Eddie says, folding his arms. "You were thinking about Stan."

"F-first of all, n-no I wasn't." Bill says, pointing at him. "A-and second of all, at l-least I don't stare at him the w-way you do."

"Oh yeah? And how is that?" Eddie demands. 

"L-like you fucking want h-him, Eddie." Bill says.

Eddie turns bright red. "That's not-I don't-"

"Oh, for the l-love of God, not like th-that." Bill says, rolling his eyes. "Would you j-just fucking talk to him already so th-this nightmare can be over?"

"No!" Eddie says. "Do you have any idea how much of a nightmare that would be? He would fucking kill me!"

"Oh, c-come off it, Eddie, y-you know he wouldn't." Bill says. "He's nice. I get th-that some of his friends are d-dickheads but that doesn't mean h-he is. B-besides, if you think that, wh-why do you have such a f-fucking crush on him?"

Eddie huffs, rolling his eyes. "I do not have that big of a crush on him."

"I call b-bullshit." Bill says. 

"Bullshit on what?"

Both boys jump when Bev appears at their table. 

"N-n-nothing." Bill says with a grin to Eddie. Only he knows about his crush on Richie. Or, Eddie only told him.

"Oh, fuck you." Eddie scoffs as Bev slides into the seat beside him.

Eddie doesn't like being in the hall. It just makes him a target, even more than he already is. He's walking to his locker, head down, when he feels someone grab his arm. His head snaps up and panic immediately fills him.

"Hey, hey, calm down, it's just me."

Oh my God. It's Richie. 

"Sorry." Eddie says, turning around to face him, holding his books close to his chest. "Did you need something?"

"Well, kind of." Richie says, running a hand through his unruly black hair. "I was wondering if you wanted to go to the dance with me?" 

Eddie's books fall to the floor as he stares at Richie. "Are you serious?" He asks, not daring to believe it.

"Yeah, I'm serious." Richie says with a laugh. "You're cute. I like you. Can I take you to the dance or not?"

Eddie is nodding before he even properly takes in what he's saying. "Yes. Yes. Definitely yes."

Richie smiles. "See you then, Eds."

"It's Eddie!" He shouts after him as he walks away, only getting a shake of his head in response. 

After that, Eddie practically sprints to class, a bright smile on his face that he just can't shake. Richie Tozier asked him to the dance. This is like all of his daydreams come true. The only thoughts running through his head are about Richie. Richie thinks he's cute. Richie likes him. Richie wants to go to the dance with him. Richie Richie Richie. He's beyond elated.

"Wh-what's gotten into y-you?" Bill asks as soon as he sits down. "Y-you're smiling like a fucking l-lunatic."

Eddie looks around to make sure no one else is listening, though he isn't really sure why. "Richie asked me to the dance."

"Richie what!?" Bill practically shouts, making the teacher glare at him and Bill's face turn a bright red. "S-sorry. But he wh-what? He asked you to the d-dance?

"Mhm." Eddie confirms. "Can you believe it?"

"Well, I mean, y-yeah." Bill says. "That b-boy is practically fucking i-infatuated with you."

Eddie shakes his head. "No, he's not."

"Uh, yeah, E-Eddie, he is." Bill says. "Stan has s-said he's just as bad a-as you."

"I am not that bad!" Eddie says, kicking him under the desk. 

"You are f-fucking awful." Bill says. "But m-maybe this means y-you'll stop!"

Eddie only shakes his head, a grin on his face. But Bill is right. Maybe he doesn't have to just daydream anymore.

All of Eddie's hopes vanish when he hears some of Richie's friends talking outside of the school. 

They're laughing and saying how ridiculous, how funny all of this is. And yeah, Eddie gets that he's not popular and he's not as pretty as any of the other boys Richie might take to the dance, but this sparks a worry in him. What if Richie meant all this as a joke? Oh fuck. Of course he did. Of fucking course he did. He doesn't like him. He doesn't like him and he never will.

Eddie curses himself for falling for this, for thinking Richie likes him when he's so far out of his league. He wants to cry at all of this. Wants to cry at how stupid he is, at how mean Richie is for doing this, at himself for having a crush on such an asshole. 

But he doesn't. He doesn't cry and he doesn't break down. Instead, he walks into the school. He finds Richie by his locker and walks over to him.

"Oh, hey, Eds, I-" Richie doesn't even get the full sentence out before Eddie pushes him back against the lockers.

"How fucking stupid do you think I am!?" Eddie says, tears of frustration blooming in his eyes. "And how much of an asshole are you?"

"Eddie, I-" Richie tries again.

"No!" Eddie shouts. "You are fucking horrible! Why would you do this to me?! Why can't you just fucking pick on someone else?!

"Eddie, I don't-" Richie is very confused and entirely unsure of what's happening. 

"You asked me out as a fucking joke!? You are such a fucking asshole!" Eddie says, shoving him harder. 

"What?" Richie says. "Eddie, Eddie, stop! I didn't ask you out as a joke!"

Eddie freezes. "What? You didn't?"

"No." Richie says, shaking his head. "Why did you think that, Eds?"

"You-your friends." Eddie says, folding his arms. "They were laughing about it."

"My friends are dicks, Eddie." Richie says. "But I meant it. I meant everything. I want to go to the dance with you."

"Oh." Eddie murmurs. "Sorry for shoving you."

Richie only laughs. "No. I'm sorry for all of this."

Eddie throws himself into Richie's arms before either boy can really process it. Richie laughs again and hugs him tightly. Eddie buries his face in his shoulder, just taking him in because he actually gets to hug Richie.

"Thank you." He says after a moment.

"Any time." Richie says with a grin.

[dontcallmeeds]

Might as well do a fic master list because I’m writing non-stop tonight, something something coping with grief ANYWHO

UPDATED 10/27 there is now two M rated fics!

ALL OF MY FICS ARE CURRENTLY RATED E SO PLEASE MINORS DNI 🔞 I will eventually do some T/M rated just to do regular fics without ships because I just love Dustin and whatnot, as well as some slice of life T/M Reddie/Steddie/Ronance/Jargyle, but none of these are rated lower than E even if there’s nothing currently with that rating in the chapters. Once I finish some WIPs, a Ronance focused fic is mostly likely next because I want to write them as the central ship not just side ships :))). THOSE GIRLS DESERVE THE WORLD.

The Richie Tozier Cam Diaries (WIP, 10/? Chapters) Modern AU where Richie is a cam model and Eddie is an anonymous regular client who’s watching him when he confesses that he loved him as kids, but ran away from him after a failed attempt of Spin the Bottle. A roadtrip ensues where they discover a lot about themselves and each other.

The Fruity Four Goes Camping (Completed, 4/4 Chapters) Set in the summer after Vecna, Steve, Eddie, Robin and Nancy all go camping at Wayne’s secret spot. They do shrooms the first night and they have an effect on everyone except Steve and Eddie accidentally says he’s attracted to him. Blossoming romance with camping activities and smut? Count me in. There’s also established Robin and Nancy with some cute fluff going on for them, love those women.

He Calls Your Name, But Will You Answer? (WIP, 11/? Chapters) Well well well, if it isn’t me who said I’d never write vampire content? Ha, bestie you’re so dumb. Steve finds himself hearing a voice that sounds mighty familiar, becoming clearer and clearer with each day until one week its loud and clear its Eddie. He goes on a mission, a very stupid mission, hoping to at least give Eddie a proper burial. Robin and Nancy follow him, finding out that Eddie is alive and well, not exactly human. A very unhinged fic where I hurt everyone especially Mike for some reason, probably projection. This also has established Robin and Nancy because I REFUSED TO WRITE A FIC WHERE THEY ARE NOT TOGETHER.

The Way You Bend, The Way You Break (Completed, 1/1 Chapters) Ah yes, a fun little one shot for kinktober! Established Steve and Eddie, but not in the conventional relationship sense. Eddie is Steve’s off/on dom who comes by for a scene after a few months before Robin’s 21st birthday so they only have a short window to work with. They are also close friends so there is some mild feelings to this fic that make it a little sappy for a one shot smut.

It Could Never Be Me, Could It? (WIP, 11/? Chapters) This one is a litttttle different for me. I used 2 different Tumblr prompts (that are obviously linked on fic) as well as the AO3 filters on Tiktok. Normally I wouldn’t spoil my own plot twist fic, but I know how people feel about Billy Hargrove on here (which as an indigenous dude who’s a huge Lucas fan, uh yeah I don’t like him either, love Dacre tho). He is merely a plot device on this fic and I will mildly explain. Steve and Eddie are both totally in love with each other after a year after Vecna, but neither of them is really doing much about it until Eddie shows at Robin and Steve’s movie night to see if they’re dating. It ends up with Steve fighting Jason Carter and then Steve/Robin & Eddie/Nancy both try to come up with plans that will all take place at Chrissy’s party. But life has other plans for them: Billy Hargrove being inexplicably alive.

The Freak Helps The King Find Himself (In Submission) (WIP, 17/? Chapters) This is my most popular fic to date! Steve confesses to Eddie before he can do so himself that he has a crush on him after breaking things off with his mean girl date. Eddie starts to show Steve a side of himself he thought he could only share in dark bathrooms or under school bleachers, and Steve loves who he is when he’s submitting. There may be some switch Eddie at play as well, these boys are tooth rottingly in LOVE in this fic and almost nothing bad happens to them. Someone said they would read a bible sized fic from me because of this one and that is the best thing anyones every said to me.

The Beginning: The Barrens Are Forever (WIP, 3/? Chapters) Finally, my baby! This is the Losers in a hardcore punk band called the Barrens, Ben owns the local venue called The Quarry (and may have some future endeavors with Eddie Munson to open another wink wink) and they all live in a punk house. Yes, it is a It x Stranger Things crossover (it wasn’t originally) and I couldn’t be more stoked. The main fic in what will be a series is currently Reddie centered, but currently has established Steddie and Ronance in it. There’s some weird shit in it, but no Pennywise, no Upside Down/Vecna.

More Than A Friend (WIP, 1/? Chapters) the second of my installment of my Derry & Hawkins Punk House AU!! This is a RONANCE FIC FINALLY EEEEE!! Lesbians lesbians lesbiansssss! This is about Nancy asking Robin to move in during a party because her shitty roommates are moving out. Robin thinks she’s joking, but she’s not. Nancy is an uber confident bi woman in this and Robin is a semi oblivious lesbian. Hilarity ensues.

i can wait for you at the bottom (completed, 1/1 chapters) Eddie feels dejected after having confessed to Steve that he has feelings that aren’t just friendly. Steve freezes until a stormy Hawkins’ night where he comes barreling into Eddie’s. This is just a M (only rated so for adult themes like smoking weed and homophobia) one shot that I needed out of my system. It’s angst, hurt/comfort, and much needed fluff after.

Put Me To Work (completed, 1/1 chapters) My longest one shot to date and my favorite writing. This is a smut filled PWP based off the song Put Me To Work by Big Data. Eddie is going through a breakup and Steve comes to clean his house. But he wants to do more than just help him clean, he wants to take care of him in ways Eddie didn’t know he even needed.

[usagirln12003]

Richie Tozier: Hogwarts AU

Richie Tozier is a Half-Blood (Lycanthrope) that was born on the 7th of March 1976 and started attending Hogwarts on the 1st of September 1987, being sorted into Slytherin House.

He has a Spruce wand with a Dragon Heartstring Core.

He has a Non-Corporeal Patronus.

His favorite subject is Charms and his least favorite subject is Transfiguration.

During his Hogwarts years, his closest friends were Bill Denbrough, Eddie Kaspbrak, Beverly Marsh, Stan Uris, Mike Hanlon, and Ben Hanscom. Like the others in the Losers' Club, he looked up to Bill and was cited as the one who 'understood Bill better than anyone'. He also thought Beverly was pretty, but perceived her as if she was the same as any other friend and even thought of her as “one of the boys”. He often teases the other Losers, especially Eddie and Bill, though it's generally mutual banter with Bill while he pokes fun at Eddie by referring to him as 'Eds', 'Eddie Spaghetti' and 'cute'. After graduating from Hogwarts, Richie was the only one that attended Stan’s wedding.

He wore thick black glasses and had huge front buck teeth which earned him the name "Bucky Beaver" by others at Hogwarts, though he was later dubbed "Trashmouth" by the Losers due to his foul language and loud mouth that often got him into trouble. He hated wearing the glasses, but found comfort in that one of his idols, Buddy Holly, was famous and also wore thick glasses. The other Losers often used the phrase "Beep-beep" whenever they needed to silence him. Although Richie misbehaved a lot in school, he received good grades besides the grades in behavior. At some point during his Hogwarts years, Richie accidentally insults Henry Bowers and his gang out loud, resulting in him getting chased and almost beaten.

Richie is known for his hobby of doing voices and impersonations, although when he is younger most of them were awful and sounded the same.

[reddie-ao3feed]

i dared you to kiss me (and ran when you tried)

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/TMlJ0sE by eddiekaspbrakirlsblog Eddie’s lying with his hands on his stomach and Richie’s mirroring his position while he drums his fingers against his stomach softly. “It’s your go.” Eddie reminds him. “I know.” Richie says, snapping back with no real venom in his voice. “Have you ever kissed anyone?”   OR the third instalment in the beach house au :) Words: 3402, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 3 of it’s a cruel summer with you Fandoms: IT - Stephen King, IT (Movies - Muschietti), IT (1990) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M, M/M Characters: Eddie Kaspbrak, Maggie Tozier, Richie Tozier, Wentworth Tozier, Sonia Kaspbrak Relationships: Maggie Tozier/Wentworth Tozier, Maggie Tozier & Richie Tozier, Maggie Tozier & Richie Tozier & Wentworth Tozier, Eddie Kaspbrak/Richie Tozier Additional Tags: Richie Tozier Loves Eddie Kaspbrak, Good Parents Maggie & Wentworth Tozier, MAGGIE IS SO GOOD, Sonia Kaspbrak's A+ Parenting, she is bad in this one yall, almost kissing but not, cute kids in love, they are such babies, Panic Attacks, Eddie Kaspbrak Has Panic Attacks, IMPORTANT IN THIS ONE, Eddie Kaspbrak is a Mess, Richie Tozier is a Good Friend, he really is, Eddie Kaspbrak Loves Richie Tozier, Taylor Swift References, Based on a Taylor Swift Song, Eddie Kaspbrak Needs A Hug, and Maggie gives him one, Richie Tozier is Whipped, Alternate Universe - No Pennywise (IT), Pennywise May or May Not Exist (IT), but leaning towards not existing, Found Family read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/TMlJ0sE

[slutabed]

sometimes I have to sit and ask myself if I would really be as into It and Richie Tozier and Reddie as I am if richie weren’t played by bill hader

[sun-3-160]

so i have just finished playing use your outside voice richie tozier and i have many thoughts!!! the turtle! the hall of richies!! stan is god???? wow... i am extremely emotional atm

[canislupus-exe]

Like Always | richie tozier

>> gif credit to @/sanriogaki on weheartit <<

fandom | It: Chapter One

character | Richie Tozier

reader | she/her (he ver.)(they ver.)

requested | Anonymous

warnings | none

word count | 1,189

keys | (Y/n) = Your name

>> prompts <<

56 | “Are you flirting with me?”

67 | “Stop being so cute.”

68 | “You’re making me blush!”

summary | hi!! can I req a Richie x reader (teenagers- around 15-16?)  where they both like each other but are oblivious to each other's feelings? I think it prompts 56, 67, and 68 will work with this!

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You stretched out on the hammock that hung from the posts of the clubhouse. The other losers were strewn about the rest of the space, doing various things to keep themselves occupied. Richie had taken the liberty of staring you down since you were lying on what he considered the second coming of Jesus.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer, dickwad.” You said, stretching out to get more comfortable. Annoying him was just a bonus.

“Eddie, didn’t you say it was a 10-minute limit?” Richie asked.

“Uh yeah well considering you didn’t respect that rule when it was my turn I think (Y/n) has every right to overstay her welcome on that hammock.”

“Aw stop it, Eddie, you’re making me blush.” You teased. Eddie rolled his eyes.

“Don’t make me take it back (Y/n).”

“Love you too Eds.” You replied as you went back to reading your comic book.

“Fuck this bullshit,” Richie exclaimed as he walked toward your reclined body. You lowered your book just in time to see Richie sidle up next to you. You groaned.

“Oh come on man, have some self-respect.” You grumbled as he made the fabric sway. He smirked and got comfortable the best he could.

“Ah, that’s refreshing. I mean honestly, my back was killing me. You know, now that I think about it, I could really use a massage. (Y/n), would you be so kind?” He asked, his voice patronizing. You rolled your eyes and set your book down.

“Why of course Mr. Tozier, you should’ve said something sooner. Come real close and I’ll get all that tension out for you.” 

“Now that’s what I’m talking about. Finally getting the royal treatment I deserve.” He replied jokingly, knowing there was no way you’d go for it. You adjusted yourself and to his surprise, actually began to massage his back. His face slowly turned red as he felt your hands climb up his skin, gently pressing your fingers and palms down interchangeably. 

“You're actually…?”

“Anything for you Richie.” You teased. Your heart thumped loudly in your ears. His skin was so soft you were scared your fingertips might just pass through him. You tried to play it cool like this was just your normal, run-of-the-mill, Richie pulling punches and (Y/n) being the only girl dumb enough to punch back, but you knew that was a lie. You knew your hands were trembling as you caressed the back of the boy you’d had a crush on for God knows how many years and you knew he’d start to feel it soon as well.

“Are you flirting with me?” He asked, his voice almost faltering in his throat. He was joking. He had to be joking.

“So what if I am?” You asked, leaning your chin on his shoulder and resting your hands on his hips. Richie practically burst at the seams from this, but what happened next threw him out of the trance faster than he’d fallen into it. You roughly shoved him off the hammock, smirking in triumph at the sound of surprise that jumped out of him. He fell to the floor, and the wind immediately knocked out of his chest. All he could do was lie there for a solid minute, processing what had happened.

“You skank!” He shouted, sitting up and turning toward you. You smirked and reclined again, picking up the comic book you’d set down.

“You love me.” You replied. He gave a slight chuckle before shaking his head and leaning against the wooden post that held up one side of the hammock. He did. He really did.

>><<

You yawned as you approached the arcade snack counter. You’d been going at Street Fighter for far too long and decided it was time for a pick-me-up. An ultra delicious total brain-freezing wild cherry slushie. Or just a cherry slush, as those less passionate than you would call it. 

You sauntered over to the counter and the employee who stood behind it and smiled. He placed a cup under the cherry spout, already knowing what you’d gone there for. To say you were a regular was an understatement. You placed $1.50 on the counter, and the employee finished in record time, sliding the drink to you and putting the cash in the register. You walked away, knowing that he knew that you didn’t need the change.

As you walked away, you ducked behind a hanging tarp. The part of the arcade that was always under construction for whatever reason. You liked laying low here to enjoy your slushes in peace and quiet. Plus there was a working Computer Space cabinet so that was the sickest part.

“How did I know you’d be here?” A familiar voice asked after the rusting of the tarp stopped. You snickered and looked over your shoulder, seeing your best friend.

“Richard Tozier. How often have I told you not to bother me in my super-secret lair?” You replied. It was now his turn to snicker.

“Lair? Seriously? This dingy old place has got to be one of the lamest ‘lairs’ I’ve ever seen.” He said. You exhaled and leaned against the cabinet.

“Yeah, I guess you're right. But it’s gotta be worth something with this original Computer Space cabinet which has an unbeatable high score held by… Well… me.” You replied, a smirk creeping its way onto your lips. There was nothing in the world that pissed Richie off more than the fact that he just couldn’t seem to top you in that damn game.

“Again with this. I swear it’s like the only thing you have over my head. Computer Space this Computer Space that meh meh meh meh meh.” He mocked you.

“Aw, someone’s getting all worked up. Come on, yell at me some more, I like it.” You taunted as you took a sip from your slushie.

“You like everything I do (Y/n).” He said as he leaned on the cabinet beside you.

“Why yes. Every night I go to sleep dreaming of my knight in shining armor Richard Tozier who will sweep me off my feet one day.” You jeered sarcastically.

“I bet you do. I bet you dream of kissing me like there’s no tomorrow.”

“Oh not just kissing Richie. No no no. In my dreams, we do so much more than just kissing.”

“God just stop being so cute!” He exclaimed, his tone much more genuine than he’d intended. You choked on your slushie slightly, your face growing warm from the blood that rushed to it.

“Wh-What?” You stared at him. His face dropped as he registered what he’d said. 

“Oh, I just- um… I-I’m kidding. Like always.”

“Then why are you so red?”

“It’s warm?”

“You’re so full of shit Tozier.” You replied before grabbing him by the collar of his shirt and pulling him into a kiss. He made a noise of surprise but within seconds he was practically melting into your touch. He wrapped his arms around your waist and deepened the kiss as much as he could. You still tasted like the cherry slushie, and he couldn’t get enough.

[liv45no]

The other time, on a hot day in July, the Losers all decided to meet up at the clubhouse to play some games since none of them had much to do.

Richie has his monopoly under his right arm as he stumbles through the barrens, with the left hand he is adjusting his glasses. At the big clearing with the hidden clubhouse, he puts the monopoly into the grass so he had both hands free to open the roof door. He then grabs the game again and carefully climbs down the ladder, closing the roof door while doing so.

“Hey, I’m punctual for the first time in my life-” he starts, jumping off the ladder, but then stops as he sees someone lying in the hammock. Confused, he lays down the game and walks over.

Eddie Kaspbrak has his head on two pillows and his legs and arms angles like many people do when they want to sleep. He is lying on his right ear, on arm hanging lazily in the air, the other is placed under the pillow. His eyes are closed and the expression on his face neutral.

Richie gulps. Dang, he almost woke him up. Great. What is he supposed to do now? He could be a total ass and wake Eddie up, but the boy looks too cute in his sleep. Richie is able to near his face without getting a slap in the face, he can count every freckle that decorates Eddie’s face and arms.

Pull yourself together, Tozier! he tells himself. Just because Eddie looks cute in his sleep that does not mean his heart has to freak out. Although Richie would never admit it, he had a thing for Eddie. But he desperately tried to suppress it, it just makes things too complicated. Eddie is probably annoyed as fuck from him and would never ever return his feelings.

But looking wasn’t so bad, right?

Richie squats down before the hammock, adjusting his glasses. “What are you dreaming about?” He mumbles, crooking his head. No reaction. Of course.

Richie stands up and gently begins to push the hammock back and forth, like a cradle. Eddie doesn’t wake up, causing Richie not to stop.

Then, suddenly, Eddie begins to smile and slight pink flushes his cheeks.

Confused, Richie stops pushing the hammock. Huh. Looks like Eddie was dreaming about something good. God, he would do anything to know what it was.

Then the roof door opens. “Hey ho!” Richie hears Beverly Marsh’s soft female voice and soon after her heavy boots making the wooden ladder letting out noises of protest.

Richie’s gaze snaps to Eddie, but it’s too late. His friend is already blinking confused and straightening up. “Huh?”

“Oh, sorry, Eddie, did I wake you up?” Bev asks, putting the coke she brought onto one of the boxes.

Eddie stretches and shakes his head. “Nah, it’s fine.” Then his eyes spot Richie and he smiles again. “It’s a miracle you didn’t wake me up. That’s what I would’ve expected.”

Richie smiles back and shrugs. “I’m full of surprises, Eds.” Then he clears his throat. “What were you dreaming of, by the way? You looked so happy.”

Eddie’s smile drops and he blinks a few times. His gaze stays on Richie, and Richie can’t tell wether Eddie is looking through him because he’s thinking or actually seeing him.

After a few moments, he mumbles, “can’t remember.”

[heytherejulietx]

growth spurt - richie tozier

↳ a/n - ignore the lack of format at all. i’m writing this on my phone and lower caps looks cuter idc. technically requested by @bucky-j-barnes (although she only told me to write richie if it counts) anyways sara ily and enjoy <3

↳ content warning - strong language, dirty jokes.

↳ 1.2k words

y/n leaned back against the wall outside of school as she watched all of the people walking inside, trying to spot one of the losers (specifically her trashmouth boyfriend). y/n and her parents had been away in another state to see family for practically all of summer so she hadn’t seen any of the losers since may. she’d missed them all a lot, as she hadn’t really spoken to any of them through summer, though the anticipation to see them definitely made the school day better. somehow.

she hadn’t really changed too much over the summer. she’d cut her hair and changed up her style a little, though she had no major changes. nothing that people would notice. she’d stopped growing about a year ago so she was still the same height; annoyingly short. the only person she knew who was the same height as her was eddie, which she appreciated. she had someone who at least got bullied with her when richie went off on one.

“hey, sweet cheeks!”

she’d been too lost in her thoughts to see him approach, but she looked up at the voice she recognised all too well and holy fuck.

richie walked up towards her with his hands in his pockets, grinning his usual stupid grin. he was still wearing one of his hideously colourful shirts and still had glasses that covered the top half of his face. his hair was a mess as always and he was still carrying the same backpack he had since sixth grade. but somehow he had gotten so much taller. he was practically a giant. for a seventeen year old he was huge. it looked like he had literally been stretched upwards to be so tall.

y/n’s mouth dropped open as he moved to stand in front of her and his grin widened, arms loosely crossing over his chest.

“i know, i got even hotter.” he smirked, and she had to look up at him as he spoke.

he had always been tall, but so had all of the other boys she knew - aside from eddie, of course. but this was just insane. he wasn’t just tall - he was a fucking giant.

“how did you- since when- you’re so tall!” y/n gasped and richie laughed as he reached out to pat her head like she was a puppy.

“maybe you just got shorter.” he teased and y/n scowled, though she couldn’t help but smile as richie stepped forwards and put his arms around her, pulling her into himself. this new height was perfect for hugging him, she realised as he tucked her head right under his chin.

“missed you.” she mumbled into his disgusting pink shirt, and she relaxed against him as he held onto her a little tighter. she really had missed him all summer. it sucked not being around him for so long, especially outside of school. he was so different when it was just them. he was so much gentler.

“missed you more. it sucked being stuck with eddie for two months without you.” richie chuckled.

“hey what the fuck?”

y/n looked up to see eddie walking towards them and rolled her eyes, elbowing richie in the ribs when she realised he’d purposely said it so his best friend could hear.

“eddie! i missed you too!” y/n smiled and pulled away from her boyfriend to put her arms around the shorter boy instead, who initially stiffened though hugged her back after a moment.

“y/n thank fuck you’re back. richie has been completely unhinged all summer. now that you’re back maybe you can control him so he doesn’t go swimming in the disgusting river again.” eddie snapped at richie as she pulled away from the hug.

“oh come on, eddie spaghetti,” richie teased as he slung his arm around y/n’s shoulders. “it was a hot day! you’re just a fun sponge.”

“better that then contracting some sort of disease from the water. seriously, i feel like i’m the only person who cares about safety.” eddie scowled as he crossed his arms, speaking almost too fast for y/n to keep up.

“safety schmaftey. lighten up a bit, eds. sheesh you’re more wound up than my grandma.” he snorted.

“whatever, when you die from doing something stupid i won’t be surprised,” eddie huffed, adjusting the straps of his bag on his shoulders as he spoke. “i’ve gotta go and disinfect my locker before i use it, fuck knows what was in there last year,” he shuddered. “see you guys.” eddie shoved richie as he walked past before he went into the building, disappearing amongst the crowd.

“if i knew you’d almost kill yourself all summer i’d have probably stuck around.” y/n teased as she looked back up at him and richie rolled his eyes.

“i wasn’t even that bad, come on angel,” richie complained, and y/n had to stop herself from smiling at the nickname. “anyways, now that you’re back i can get unhinged in another way.” he wriggled his eyebrows at her suggestively and she groaned as she pushed his chest.

“in your dreams, tozier.” y/n scoffed and richie threw his head back and laughed at her expression.

“come on, snookums, not even a quick one? there’s probably an empty closet inside-“

y/n cut him off by lifting her hand to cover his mouth so he didn’t say anymore, though pulled it away with a gasp when she felt something wet against her fingers.

“did you just lick me?” she gasped, and richie started laughing again as he slung his arm back around her.

“there’s way more where that came from.” he winked, and she pulled a face and groaned as she wiped her hand off on her trousers.

“you’re disgusting.” she scowled.

“you still love me.” he grinned, tapping the end of her nose and causing her to scrunch it up slightly.

“somehow.” she sighed dramatically, though couldn’t hide her smile as she looked up at him. “we probably have to go inside in a minute.” she nodded towards the entrance of the school, and leaned up to kiss him for a moment before they went inside, though scowled as he was now too tall for her to reach.

richie grinned as she leaned up on her tiptoes towards him though just tipped his head up so she couldn’t reach, and she groaned as she smacked his chest again.

“rich.” she whined, tugging on his shirt, and he laughed as he finally leaned down to kiss her properly, resting his hands on her sides.

“you’re too cute,” he teased as he pulled away with a kiss to the end of her nose, and reached to take her hand instead as they started walking inside. “still wanna find that closet, though?”

“shut up.” y/n elbowed him again and he laughed, swinging their hands as they walked inside.

[areyoureddieforittaylorsversion]

The King - Chapter Two

The bell rings for the end of school, startling Eddie out of his daydream. He stands up a little bit slower than everyone else, grabbing his backpack. 

He hates it when he realizes he's thinking about Richie. He'd much rather it be mindless. A subconscious attraction that he could ignore if he wants. But he can't ignore it. He really can't. It's becoming upsettingly clear that he's in love with him.

"Fuck." Eddie mutters, looking down as he walks out of the room.

Maybe if he just finds a girl he can fall in love with instead, everything will be okay. His mom keeps trying to push this girl on him. Hannah something. From his church. But he keeps coming up with stupid excuses. Maybe he shouldn't. 

You'll really like her, Eddie. She's such a sweet girl. She's Michael's daughter. You know Michael, Eddie. You'll love her. And then you can finally date a nice girl and spend less time with that Tozier boy. You know how I feel about him, Eddie. You know I want you keeping your distance.

"Eddie?"

Richie's voice startles him out of his thoughts yet again and he looks up at him, eyes slightly wide. 

"What is it?" He asks, shaking his head. 

"Nothing, you just-are you okay?" Richie asks, tilting his head, hands stuffed in his pockets, glasses perched precariously on his nose. 

"Yup." Eddie says, forcing a grin on his face. "Fantastic. We going to the arcade today?"

"Sure thing, Eds." Richie says, slinging an arm around his shoulder. "Just gotta wait for Stan and Bill."

"What about Bev and Ben?"  Eddie asks as they walk out in front of the school. 

Mike never goes with them, no matter what they say and usually Ben and Bev don't but they do sometimes.

"They're not coming." Richie says. "Said they had something to do. Stupidest excuse of my life. Oh, Stan! Stan, come here!"

Stan, who was standing a bit away, looks over at them. He chuckles softly, rolling his eyes, before he walks over. 

"What is it, Richie?" Stan asks. "I was waiting for Bill."

Richie almost giggles at that. "He can come too. We're going to the arcade." He says. "Wanna come?"

"God, you are a dick, you know that?" Stan says. "No. I'm going over to Bill's house. He has to watch Georgie and he didn't want to be alone."

"Alright, guess it's just you and me, Eds." Richie says, waving to Stan before he starts to walk down the road, grabbing Eddie's arm and dragging him after him. 

"I can walk myself, you know." Eddie says but he doesn't protest. 

"You can but you're just so cute."  Richie says, pinching his cheek. "Cute, cute, cute!" 

Eddie rolls his eyes. "Don't call me that, asshole." 

"I'm not an asshole for telling the truth." Richie says with a laugh as they round the corner. 

For the second time that day, his mom's voice rings in his head. 

You can't listen to a word that boy says. You know he's lying, Eddie. You know all his dirty little tricks. You know you can't trust them. He's just trying to brainwash you, Eddie. 

Brainwash him. What bullshit. Brainwash him into what? Being gay? Well, maybe. Richie is the reason he's gay, at least in Eddie's mind. He's definitely the reason he figured it out. 

Every time he tries to convince his mom that Richie is alright, a good person, his best friend, she says the same thing.

Oh, that boy. You know he's one of them, don't you, Eddie? A queer. So unnatural. Boys weren't made to be with boys like that. Absolutely disgusting. It's all fake, you know. Stupid boys making stupid choices. Sending themselves to Hell. Don't be like him, Eddie. Don't listen to a word he says. 

And yet, Eddie is like him. Not that that's something he would ever admit to anyone, not even himself. But sometimes, late at night, Eddie thinks about it.

He thinks about what if he is gay? What if he did get to be with Richie like that, even if he shouldn't? He thinks about what it would be like to kiss him, to love him. And sometimes, when it's really late at night and he can't really control his thoughts anymore, he thinks about touching him.

It's wrong. He knows it's wrong. His mom is right, boys shouldn't like boys like that. But, oh. It seems so perfect. Like it's what he's been waiting for his entire life. 

He told his mom once, when he was about six, that he wanted to marry Danny Zuko. It was a fleeting thought, almost a joke, but she got so mad. 

Edward! Don't say things like that! You know what happens to boys who marry boys! Do you want to end up in Hell, Edward? Is that what you want? You're going to make your mommy cry, Eddie. Just go to bed.

He couldn't see why she was so upset about it. Bill talked about marrying Betty Rizzo so why couldn't he marry Danny? Why was it so different? Why did it even matter?

Because it's not right, Eddie!  It's wrong! It's sick! You don't want to be sick, do you, Eddie?

And Eddie did not. He was so scared when she said that. So he forced down everything he felt for any boys. Until Richie. He can't do that with Richie. It's different. Richie is different. 

"Eddie?"

Eddie jumps. "Yeah, Rich?"

"You alright?" He asks, concerned.

"Yeah." Eddie says with a smile. "Just fine."

[avifonna]

I feel like people don't talk enough about the reddie fangames "use your outside voice, Richie tozier!" And "let yourself out, Eddie kaspbrak!" Bcs they're SO CUTE AND SAD

There's playthroughs of both on YouTube and they're available for free on computer (laptop is kinda complicated, just watch a video trust)