#Reddie au with Richie as Barry

[stan-the-cinnamon-roll-uris]

Started watching the new Barry episode yesterday night.

Blacked out for 20 Minutes thinking about Eddie's reaction to that last shot of Bill Hader-...

Bon appetite!

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Alright, so maybe Bev feels a little bit bad for laughing as hard as she does.

Really, normally she is good at being sensible if Eddie asks that of her and it shouldn’t be this goddamn funny. On any other day but today really, in any other situation, Bev would just shut it and talk Eddie through it. But not today.

Because as of 10 Minutes ago she watched Eddie lose his mind over 4 seconds of screentime for Richie’s shoulders on TV.

And the thing is she gets it. Richie does have nice shoulders and it’s not like Bev can’t appreciate a nice back in general, especially in a nice suit, but this thing between Eddie and Richie, ever since their return to Derry over a year ago, also has been going on for way too long at this point.

Richie and him keep dancing around each other and because they aren’t able to talk to each other about their feelings like adults, Bev now has Eddie face first lying on her couch.

Because of a pair of shoulders.

There’s no way she won’t tell Stan about this immediately.

“Hey Eddie, say cheese.”

Eddie flips Bev the bird but doesn’t move any further from his face down position on the couch, while mumbling something into the pillow that Bev doesn’t even try to understand as she’s taking the picture. She knows what he’s trying to say, anyway.

“You could just talk to him you know, get to see that nice back up close.”

Just as Bev opens her messenger, Eddie makes her jump back with a yelp by kicking after her with his socked foot.

“Hey! I’m just trying to help.”

Before Eddie can trip her up any further, Bev sends the picture to Stan with a quick caption about how Eddie had to lay down after the new episode, before sitting down on the floor besides Eddie’s head. She starts poking his cheek but doesn’t get any other reaction besides a frustrated groan.

Bev doesn’t hide her laugh at that either “Well, at least you’ve got good taste. Besides Ben, Richie's got the nicest shoulders out of all of you."

Another muffled groan into the pillow “God, they’re so nice!”

The urge to tease Eddie some more almost wins out when her phone starts vibrating with a message from Stan.

Is he ok?

Bev huffs out another laugh at the question, quickly typing in her response

Oh yeah. The 'sexy shoulder shot' (Eddie's words, not mine) at the end just took him out.

A moment later another pair of dots appears on the screen and it takes Bev exactly two seconds to realize how majorly she just screwed up, announcing herself with a startled shriek at her phone which finally gets Eddie to look up with wide eyes.

“What? What happened?!”

“Eddie, I’m so sorry! I thought I was talking to Stan but I accidentally opened the group chat-“

Eddie hurriedly pulls the phone from her hands and throws it back with his own yelp a few seconds later after getting a look at Richie's message at the bottom

Uh sorry but Eddie called it what-

[garnettrees]

[fic] Hang Fire (In My Heart) 1/? [Reddie, Canon Divergence, M]

by Meredith Bronwen Mallory (garnettrees) Rating: Mature Summary: Richie Tozier is a hitman with very little to his name: some foggy memories, two unusual scars, and a sincere but inexplicable aversion to clowns. With his ass in hock to The Shop, he goes where he's told and does what he's told, no questions asked. Certainly, he's killed an accidental witness or two in his time.

But he cannot even contemplate killing Eddie Kaspbrak, so the feral little Kewpie doll is just going to have to come with.

As someone a few universes over said: "The fun's just beginning."

Hang Fire (In My Heart) 1/?

Thank you, Bill Hader, for the concept of Barry. **hearts** This is a bit darker, 'cause that's who I am. ^_~

[dicktozier]

fic stats: a quick snapshot!

Rules: Give us the links to your fic with the most hits, second most kudos, third most comments, fourth most bookmarks, fifth most words, and fic with the least words.

Most hits: You Can Still Be What You Want To 9,313 hits. 🥹 a multi-chapter fic that I actually finished! 15 Chapters! a Reddie Fix It fic where Eddie stays with Richie while he recovers from his clown-related injuries, and the two of them pine over each other without saying anything for entirely too long.

Second most kudos: Gym Rat 252 kudos. 💦 8,620 words of the the dirtiest, filthiest smut, where Richie and Eddie fuck at the gym (more than once) I'm going to create a fic that is so self indulgent to horny gym thoughts.

Third most comments: You Know Better, Babe 35 comments. remember back in the height of the pandemic when we watched the first 2 seasons of Barry and the Sinister movies were on Netflix... James Ratsone hadn't gone on problematic rants yet ... and we just wanted to see Reddie actors faces together? but then it accidentally made total sense. yeah, I fully wrote a Barry encounters the supernatural with ex deputy So n So fic. unfinished and neglected, but i have the ending planned. 👻

Fourth most bookmarks: Gym Rat again... with 33 bookmarks, you sickos!

Fifth most words: Has anybody out there seen my man? 22,081 words. Another finished chaptered fic, believe it or not! this is a no clown Reddie au, featuring drag queen Richie and mechanic Eddie. its so dear to me. 💖

And least words: Baby at 2,182 words. this is just smut. pure Reddie filth for no good reason.

This was fun!

IF YOU SEE THIS DO IT!

[jaegerboob]

for this Barry and Richie twins AU i like to think that Barry was a pretty obedient kid and just dressed with whatever his parents made him wear whereas Richie only exclusively wore the oversized Hawaiian shirts his dad wanted to throw out

skip to their late teens and Barry still wears modest clothing while Richie's Hawaiian shirts have been swapped for flannels

fast forward 30 years later and here are they are

[yesiwasateenagewerewolf]

Want to know what my take on a Barry inspired AU would be? No one has asked, ever, but here it is.

Eddie Kaspbrak is a limo driver who witnesses a mob hit and goes into hiding. He goes home, packs a bag and runs because he doesn't trust the cops and he knows he mob will kill him if he sticks around.

He's been in hiding for a year and it's been fine. He didn't have much of a life before, and he doesn't have much of a life now, but he thinks he's safe. He has a job at a little garage and he's even made a few friends at the weekly writing workshop he attends, taught by eccentric novelist Bill Denbrough who was once a best-seller, but who hasn't published a book in years and now supplements his income by teaching.

What Eddie doesn't know is that the mob have been tracking him and that they've finally caught up with him.

Richie Tozier is the hitman who gets the contract put out on Eddie's life.

Richie decides to join the writing group so he can get close to Eddie, lull him into a false sense of security and then finish his contact.

What he doesn't expect is to fall in love with Eddie at first sight, nor for Bill to take an interest in what Richie wrote - a short story he scribbled out in his car based on a story from his own life. It's sad, poignant and gut wrenchingly funny.

Richie finds out he has both a passion for telling stories and a passion for Eddie. He forfeits the contract and stays in town, determined to protect Eddie from the next guy the mob sends.

Eddie for his part thinks Richie is a loudmouth attention seeker. He'd never believe the big goof could be a hitman, not until Richie saves his life by stabbing a guy with a ballpoint pen.

[romancedawg]

reddie + au where they are safely talking in a car and no one fucking dies...

[requirings]

bodyswap au except it’s the same body

[nonbinaryeddiekaspbrak]

fanfiction recommendations

each fanfic will link to its corresponding ao3 page and contain a rating if needed, small notes by me, and a small summary

i hope you enjoy!

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oh, wouldn’t it be nice? - nsfw, some angst, eddie finds richie’s obituary that he got from adrien (the park scene in chap 2; at least i think it was adrien), SUPER SWEET OMG, i had to stop a few times from the sheer amout of emotion this gave me

puppets and plants - the way this was written? *muah* my number two rec, some angst, the intimacy of u nd the guy set up across from u at the farmer’s market, amazing stanpat dynamic, trans eddie and ben!, pride parade!!

come over here and overwhelm me - nsfw, my NUMBER ONE rec, SO tender, the fluff is so well written, richie is having a bad day nd eddie comes to the rescue being so hfwjaklhj!!!, this fic said bottom richie rights nd it opened my eyes

I killed a clown. ama! - it chapter 2 except it’s through the lens of social media from posts by richie eddie myra and background fans, very very entertaining, canon compliant until eddie’s death it’s actually a fix-it, fair amount of angst??

despite your destination - eddie in the deadlights instead of bev, richie saves him but they don’t talk until eddie rescues richie from the deadlights 27 years later, also a fair amount of angst, this IS kind of slow burn??

the king is gone - absolutely AMAZING time travel fix-it, fairly long, some angst, some fluff, not at all a boring read

the lockbox - pushing an M rating? maybe a T?, asexual eddie finding out that he’s ace and everything that comes with realizing u aren’t straight, honestly made my ace heart so happy, bit of angst

awake my soul - pretty angsty, keep an eye on those trigger warnings, this was pretty good, i rlly couldn’t take any breaks with this one, richie and eddie get jumped but in the process of putting away the ones responsible for the hate crime richie finds that he’ll have to come out sooner than he’s ready for, added bonus of art!!, happy ending, has fan reactions and news coverage as things are slowly revealed

life is short(er than eddie kaspbrak) - a stand up fic, choose your own ending (eddie lives or canon compliant), has some very fun jokes, 10/10, also richie comes out!!

milkshake - kaspbrough content!!!, very fluff, eddie gets v flustered, bill plays baseball, bill accidentally spills his milkshake bumping into eddie and bill offers his varsity jacket to eddie for the day as an apology

my fuckbudy is kind to my cat - nsfw, an absolute GEM, richie’s cat is my favorite charater, richie is a disaster that falls in love with eddie because of how he interacts with his cat Luna, and by disaster i mean it richie is GONE for him

it’s not real - WATCH THE TRIGGER WARNINGS, a lot of angst, very intense, eddie has an amazing richie impression, almost like they share the same braincell, eddie is also vv caring and will drag any faceless internet account down with him, could def make it in celebrity PR according to richie’s manager steve, richie comes out but he gets a horrible reaction and then finds himself in the middle of a clusterfuck of things that unfortunately couldn’t stay in the past, bill apparently also gets cancelled a lot and he cannot cook, he’s also the only other loser in here, a black mirror au, AGAIN WATCH THE TRIGGER WARNINGS FOR THIS ONE

parental interference - in 1989 some parents are coming to their senses when it comes to a certain clown, i love went he’s an awesome dad, T rating, i suggest a peek at the trigger warnings/tags just in case, canon-typical triggers, again i really love wentworth tozier in this fic he’s a 10/10 dad

 there’s a honey - back to fluff!!!, ot4, i love all four of these kids, stan is awesome, bill is the last to join the relationship

 reddie rights! - mixed dialogue/twitter fic, the fluff in this one...., no it au, watch as stantwt puts together the clues as we get closer to the public reddie reveal, plus things that happen after, bonus of a benverly wedding, celebrity au

don’t break character - HE/THEY RICHIE RIGHTS, richie finds that maybe his journey of identity isn’t over when he hears the word “nonbinary”, very!!!!, fjkdkslahfkl, just him having he/they pronouns is so exciting and flappy hands-worthy

queer eye special: fab 5 meet lucky 7 - queer eye x it, so much comedy, richie and ben build a house as a surprise for eddie!!!!, very sappy richie, disabled!!!! eddie!!!!!

predicament bondage - nsfw, richie is 100% a sweetheart, eddie is fjdsljfkslf i love this version of him, richie is cast as a dom in a movie so he decides to get information from a professional which is eddie but he finds that working with eddie might bring his heart into the mix, a lot of internalized homophobia so watch out, ur honor i love eddie here

inside my morbid mind; lost myself between the seams and i just close my eyes - WATCH TRIGGERS, hitman richie, basically a barry au but also pennywise still exists, still a wip, im currently reading all of the barry aus but this one is one im rlly interested to see go further

work friends and emergency contacts - outsider pov, eddie makes a work friend, fix-it w both eddie and stan living, eddie gets a divorce pre-itch2, damon just wants the best for richie and eddie, reddie getting together, richie visits eddie at work

and a stain on my shirt - venom crossover, vv good, also a fix-it, venom finds another eddie to latch onto, a lot of humor, reddie get together, venom saves eddie

*i feel like i know you (but we never met) - post season 4 of stranger things, ambiguous / open ending, teen rating, oh boy this made me emotional!, without spoilers i have to say this is such an angsty fic and i love it, this fic is written beautifully, the party all forget will because of vecna suppressing their memories, spoilers: mike puts everything together to figure out who the "missing person" is - @andiwriteordie

*bottle it up until it overflows - ohhhh boy, i absolutely love the vecna possessing mike trope and this fic definitely lives up to high standards, rated mature, bad parent ted wheeler and internalized homophobia, basically mike gets vecna'd is the entire plot - @ghoulsanderson

*when everything was fiction, future and prediction - two words: time travel, mike is confronted by his younger self and figures out a few things, very much hurt/comfort, rated teen

*something's made your eyes go cold - TW SUICIDE ATTEMPTS, rated mature, mike is chronically suicidal, very very angsty but relatable (sadly), oneshot - @defendingtammythompson

~ Be sure to check back every once in a while to see if i’ve added anything!~

* = new entry

[reddie-fangirl24]

another little Barry story where Eddie writes the piece about the night he left his wife. Eddie actually lies in this scene. Myra hit him on the night he left and he just ran in a fright instead of standing up to her?

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“‘So, you listen to me, Myra! I’m done! That’s right, done! You have never treated me like a husband. Now, here’s what I have to tell you. I am never going to see you again!’”

Richie was quiet, holding Eddie’s script in hand. This didn’t feel right. Last night, Myra showed up out of nowhere. Richie was so worried that Eddie was going to faint when he saw her. She asked Eddie to go out to dinner. Eddie accepted! 

The entire dinner was uncomfortable. Even the waiter could feel the tension. For the whole night, Richie locked eyes with the woman, furiously shooting knives into her skin as he watched her disgustingly scarf her meal down. She watched how Eddie ate, who nervously ate very slowly, leaving half of his plate unfinished. How could Eddie stand to live with such a pig?

“Hey, Rich,” Eddie got his attention patting the script. “This is your line.”

“Yeah, uh, I know.” He put down the script and looked into his boyfriend’s eyes. “Look, I’m not trying to be an asshole or anything, but in this script, you warn Myra that if you ever see her again you’d threaten to contact the police. But, last night, you were acting as if everything was fine, making conversation...”

Eddie’s face fell, fear residing in his eyes. A tear showed in the corner. Eddie’s head whipped around. Beverly and Ben were right next to them, but they were so busy with their scene that they paid no attention. For all they knew this could have been a part of Eddie’s script.

Subconsciously, he reached for his inhaler but quickly realized that it was useless, to begin with. He had been practicing use without it for three months now at the mere request of Richie. He was willing to try anything for him, but it was so difficult to give up something that had been a routine his whole life. 

“No, no, Eds, I don’t want to upset you!” Richie placed his hand on his knee. He was shivering right under his touch. “I’m just trying to understand where all this is...”

Because everyone else was so busy with their scenes, nobody noticed Eddie run out of the room in tears. “Eddie!” Richie called out to him. He disappeared down the hallway. 

Figuring that he should give him a moment, Richie went looking for Eddie. Luckily, Couesinou didn’t see. Eddie and Richie were known for walking off and having a quick makeout session. 

When he found him, Richie almost walked right by the backstage area with all the mirrors and hundreds of lights surrounding them. This room was so bright when you turned them on. Luckily, some of them remained off. Richie always got a headache whenever they were all on. Cousineau chewed him out telling him that if he was going to be an actor he had to get used to bright lights in his eyes.

Eddie was sitting by himself, in tears, holding his inhaler. “Eddie, what’s going on?” Richie asked, standing in the doorway.

Eddie looked at him guiltily. “Sorry. I still have it. I know you said that I don’t need...”

“I don’t care about the inhaler. I just want to know why you’re upset,” Richie told him.

Eddie’s eyes guiltily dipped to his feet. “I suppose you can guess that scene is just bullshit, right?”

“Do you want to talk about it?” Richie walked into the room, pulling up a chair so he could sit with him. He touched his hand. Eddie held it.

His lip trembled. Eddie couldn’t keep the tears inside, hiding his face behind his hand. “I never stood up to her!”

“What?” Richie lightly smoothed his hand against his knee. That always made Eddie feel better. 

“Those things I wrote about... it never happened!”

Richie offered a tissue to him. He couldn’t stand to see Eddie cry. “What did happen?”

Eddie sobbed. “She hit me!”

“What? I thought that you said she never hit you!” Richie’s insides boiled. He wanted to go after Myra. As soon as the dinner was over that night, Richie flipped her off. It was behind Eddie’s back. All of last night, Eddie was silent, turning in early to bed.

“‘Cause I don’t want to look like a fucking coward!” Eddie cried, choking on his breath. “She was out the night, but she came home early. I was packing. She told me that she always knew that I’d leave, and when I opened my mouth, she hit me! And I just... ran away...”

Instinctively, Eddie was about to use his inhaler when he met eyes with Richie. Instead of pitying him, Richie’s eyes melted pure love into Eddie’s soul, nodding his head. Richie pet his knee as Eddie used the inhaler making him feel better in an instant.

“How come you don’t want to write it that way?” Richie asked him. Of course, this question was ironic coming from him. How could anyone believe a story about a psychotic alien clown that killed people in his hometown from when he was a kid? What was he kidding, that didn’t matter right now!

Eddie wiped his eyes. The tears were so thick. Richie kept a hand on his shaking body, giving him the space that he needed. He wanted to hug him to make the pain all go away. Unfortunately, he learned the hard way that Eddie didn’t take to comfort immediately. 

One night, Eddie struck him in the face after he had a nightmare. The next day, Richie walked into class with a bruised eye. Cousineau just thought he was practicing his stage makeup. It got him extra credit at least!

“I already lied to them! They’re not going to look at me the same way again!” Eddie wailed, his breath hitching in his throat.

Richie shook his head. “No, they won’t.”

“How do you know?”

He smiled delicately at Eddie. “I don’t.”

Eddie looked into his eyes, his mouth trembling. “Richie, I don’t want to look weak. But, I don’t want to lie.”

“Isn’t that what this is all about?” Richie asked him, shrugging his shoulders. 

“Huh?”

“We’re actors. We have to imagine everything. And we’re just playing people who aren’t us.”

Eddie looked at Richie as if he were crazy. He was not used to seeing this side of Eddie. He was very good at acting as if everything was okay - when it wasn’t.

“What I’m saying is, just writing the scene how you want. But, you should be honest. I can help you. No matter what, I’ll always love you.”

Feeling their hearts skip a beat, Richie’s throat dried up. It just came right out. He’d been wanting to say that for the longest time, but he never had the courage to tell Eddie. Plus, he had no idea if Eddie felt the same way.

“Rich...” Eddie couldn’t sleep. From the looks of it, he needed to use his inhaler again. But, he didn’t.

“Uh-huh...”

“You...?”

He nodded, smiling, reaching his hand up to his face. “Yeah.”

Eddie clambered into Richie’s lap, holding him close. “Do you really?”

How were Eddie’s eyes so beautiful? He wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling him closer than how he already was. “Yes.”

Their lips met in a heated kiss, mixing their tongues. Eddie placed a hand on Richie’s face, pulling away and staring into his baby blue eyes. Fresh tears fell from his eyes, but this time they were happy. “I love you, Richie.”

[chris-phd]

[stan-the-cinnamon-roll-uris]

Reddie Criminal AU featuring Andrew Garfield as Eddie

[spiro-nagnew]

Want a different kind of reddie au? Read the Crossfire series by rauqthetommo on AO3. It's a slow build but holy shit is it incredible. Definitely has Barry vibes if you're into that. It's what helping me keep my sanity during this quarantine.

[siriuslymoon]

Okay but with all the gold we’ve got from Barry, why am I not seeing more bodyguard or hitman Richie AU’s???

[brittle-bone-gabe]

The Forgotten: Chapter Four- But What If?

Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three, Chapter Five, Chapter Six, Chapter Seven, Chapter Eight, Chapter Nine, Chapter Ten, Chapter Eleven, Chapter Twelve, Chapter Thirteen, Chapter Fourteen, Chapter Fifteen, Chapter Sixteen, Chapter Seventeen, Chapter Eighteen, Chapter Nineteen, Chapter Twenty, Epilogue

Summary: Barry Berkman couldn’t remember much of his childhood; he knew he used to live in Derry, Maine, but that was about it, besides being taken by his “Uncle Fuches” at age 16 to move to Cleveland, Ohio. Eddie Kaspbrak moved from Derry, Maine to LA, becoming a police officer, surprisingly enough. Normally things were quiet for the most part, besides the occasional drug busts, but it’s when someone named Barry Block enters his line of sight as a possible suspect for the recent string of murders he has to push the feeling of remembrance to investigate.   Pairing: Adult Reddie  (Richie x Eddie) Or, technically, Barry x Eddie Read on Ao3: Here

After finding out that Barry was, in fact, being followed by an unknown person in an unknown car, he couldn’t take any more chances. On the way back to the hotel he was taking the back way, with many turns, took almost thirty-minutes longer, and overall was a pain in the ass. However, if that’s what Barry had to do to be kept from being followed then he’d do it over and over again. The entire time to keep from picking at his skin, he kept drumming his steering wheel, trying to focus on anything but that. Well… it seemed like he wasn’t being followed at this point, so maybe it was time to head back to the hotel; he was starting to feel exhausted anyways. With all the anxiety attacks and dissociation, of course he had the right to feel tired. He felt embarrassed about what happened in class tonight anyways, so isolating completely until the next classes sounded like the perfect plan for him. 

Once he got back to the hotel, Barry was standing in front of the elevator, not yet having pressed a button. He swallowed hard as he was looking at all the floor options, but couldn’t bring himself to press on for some reason. I’ll be followed, I’ll be followed, I’ll be- He snapped out of it quickly when he heard the elevator beep, indicating that someone was on their way down. Eyes wide, Barry backed off quickly, heading to the stairwell to go up to the third floor of the hotel, constantly checking over his shoulder as he did.

There wasn’t a reason he should’ve been so panicked, right? Hell, he wasn’t even this anxious when he killed Janice. Just the fact that he kept the cop alive, that there was that slim chance that he couldn’t be out there again trying to find him sent Barry crazy. He couldn’t wait to tell Fuches what was bothering him this time, just so he could get slapped and told that he was overreacting, to just calm the fuck down and it’ll all go away. Hopefully… 

He opened the door to the hotel room, all the lights were off, meaning that Fuches wasn’t in the room. Barry couldn’t think of where he could’ve run off too; he only went to the diner down the street, or once in a while he would go out personally to talk to a new contract. Whatever it was he was up to, Barry was hoping that it didn’t involve him in any way. The last job was exactly that… the last job. 

From his back pocket, Barry could feel his phone vibrating. He was hoping that it was Fuches, explaining what he was up to, but it was Sally. 

You okay?  U seem upset :( 

Barry sighed, throwing his phone on his pull out bed, which he could not be happier to see. He plopped down, hearing the springs settle from underneath him, putting his face in his hands as he let out a sigh. His heart was still pounding against his chest like he was in the middle of a gun fight, he needed to ground himself somehow. Who was Barry kidding? He didn’t have the coping skills to deal with this; he wanted to throw things, break things, release this anger somehow. 

“I’m gonna have to kill him,” Barry mumbled to himself almost as if on autopilot, like he didn’t know what he was saying. “No, don’t do that…” he smacked his closed fist hard against his head trying to get rid of those thoughts. “You had your chance, you let him live, you can’t take that back now.” 

Barry looked over to his right, seeing his laptop that was sitting with the screen half way closed. He couldn’t help himself when he grabbed it, opening his history and going back to Eddie’s Facebook profile. He couldn’t stop thinking about this; yeah, that was certainly the cop he let live, there was no doubt about that. Barry must’ve known him from Maine, even though he didn’t remember much of the place he knew him somehow. Something in Barry’s brain was trying to break free; memories, a bunch of memories were trying to escape being locked up after all these years. There was a lot Barry couldn’t exactly remember and it drove him fucking crazy, like something was trapped under his skin and he needed to rip it out. 

Eddie Kaspbrak. The name filled Barry with happiness, like he knew him from long ago. A long lost friend maybe? Barry smacked his forehead a couple of times, trying to get himself to think harder about this. Nothing was exactly coming to mind, pushing Barry into further frustrating. 

Suddenly, Barry slammed the laptop shut, putting it on the floor as he began breathing heavily. Fuck. He needed someone to talk to. Now. 

He grabbed his phone, calling Fuches, praying that he picks up. 

“Barry!” Fuches answered, sounding happy yet drunk at the same time. Must’ve been at the bar. 

“Fuches…” Barry said, trying to keep his voice from shaking more than it already was. 

“What’s the matter, son? You okay?” He asked, and Barry couldn’t tell if he really cared or was just drunk so it seemed like he cared. 

“I’m fine… I just… You know how I lived in Maine?” 

Fuches was silent for a moment, trying to understand what he was talking about. Oh. Right. “Huh?” 

“Maine. I lived in Derry and we moved the Ohio.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, Barry. We lived in Ohio,” he obviously lied through his teeth. 

“No… no, I know where I grew up, Fuches. Derry, Maine. That’s… all I remember though. It’s like… a mental block. I don’t remember where I went to school, I don’t remember my parents or home life, shit, I don’t even know if I had friends.”

“Ooooh…” Fuches said, panicking before taking a quick shot. He was getting his lies tangled and needed to play along now. “Right. Derry. That place was so small I almost forgot about it.” How could he tell Barry that his father moved him and his wife to that town because it was so small and nobody could find him there? He wouldn’t. “Right. I took you to Ohio when you were sixteen, remember?” 

“I mean… yeah, but-” 

“I don’t have any answers for you, Barry. I took you out of there when your parents left.”

Barry opened his mouth to ask more questions, but Fuches had hung up on him almost immediately. Well, that left Barry with more questions than answers, and he was feeling more upset than he did before calling Fuches. Thanks. He grabbed his laptop again, typing in Derry, Maine in the Facebook search bar, hoping to find other people who may have lived there that maybe he could recognize. 

Only a small handful of people showed up in the search area, none of which Barry recognized based on faces and names. Barry was better at knowing faces than names anyways, but this wasn’t at all helpful. Well… there was one he possibly recognized. A woman with red hair named Beverly Hanscom. She was pretty, someone Barry felt like he also remembered. 

Fuck. Barry didn’t know what the fuck was going on anymore, he was in an endless loop of what if’s and it was driving him insane. 

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Driving up and down the dark roads only being covered by street lamps was making Eddie grumpy and antsy. How could he have lost their car so easily? It was a crappy old beat up car that would’ve been easy to spot. He had no idea who was driving it, but based on how the tall man was acting outside noticing Eddie’s car it made him suspicious. Yeah, he noticed how often this guy was looking around his mirrors in his car, getting out the moment he saw Eddie’s car and was trying to hide his face from him. All of that jumped out as suspicious, right? Or maybe the need to catch the guy who shot him and most likely Janice was getting the better of Eddie. 

Shaking his head, Eddie turned his unmarked car around, heading back to the theater. There was only car left in the parking lot, hopefully it was Gene Cousineau hanging behind. That’s who Eddie really needed to talk to right now. He put on the necklace he carried around with his police badge, he only used it when he was wearing civilian clothes but needed to do police work on the side. 

When Eddie stepped out of the car he checked his surroundings, making sure nobody was going to ambush him as he limped his way to the theater. That was the last thing he needed. He wasn’t carrying his gun and would be defenseless if anyone tried anything. 

The theater was dark when he entered, only the lights up by the main stage were on and the lights in the nearby hallway. Eddie looked around before making his way down the hallway, he didn’t see anyone yet. 

“Gene Cousineau?” He called out, hoping to get a response. There was some fumbling around on the second door on the right, so that’s where Eddie headed to. He stood in the doorway, seeing an older man he recognized from the pictures of the possible suspects back at the station. The man that Mae had swore was innocent. “Gene?” He asked again. 

“Interested in the class?” was the only thing the older man said, standing up from his chair at his desk. “First class is free then you gotta pay upfront,” he continued as he picked up the picture frame that tumbled to the floor. 

“Oh, no, I’m not… I’m Officer Kaspbrak,” he held up his necklace badge to the older man who looked at it with a confused expression. “I was hoping we could talk about Janice Moss. It won’t take long, I promise.” Gene didn’t say anything, he only gestured to the seat that was in front of his desk, both taking a seat. “Firstly, I want to apologize if I… bring up any old feelings,” Eddie started, pulling out a small notepad and pen from his front t-shirt pocket. “But I need to know what happened the night you last saw her.” Eddie noticed the picture frame that Gene was putting back on his desk was a picture of him and Janice, both in formal wear with huge smiles on their faces. Aw, that’s sweet. 

“Well… we were up at my cabin with two of my students; Sally Reed and Barry Block,” as he was talking Eddie was scribbling down notes, 

“Why were you guys up there?” 

“Well, I was bringing Janice and thought since Sally and Barry were together at the time they’d like to come join us.” 

“Okay,” Eddie pulled the folded up pictures that were sticking out of his back pocket, “I need a visual,” he started, handing the pictures over to Gene, “which one is Sally and Barry?” Yeah, the pictures had their names on the back, but Eddie needed to be sure who was who here. The first picture was of the pretty woman with blonde hair and green eyes, the other one who Eddie had expected to be Barry Block. Great. “So they’re dating?” He asked, turning the pictures over so he could see them.

“Well…” Gene shrugged a little, “off and on again. An odd chemistry between them.” 

Eddie bit his bottom lip, trying to think of anymore questions he may have had. Nothing was coming to mind at the moment, so that should be it for now. 

“Mr. Cousineau, I just want to thank you for your time and cooperation. I’ll come back if I have anymore questions, but if you have anything else for me…” he dug through his shirt pocket again, pulling out his card. “Feel free to give me a call.” 

“Wait,” Gene said as they both stood up, holding the card in his hands, “why are you opening this case up again? And why my class of all people? None of them could hurt a fly- well… besides Ryan who apparently could’ve, I suppose.”

 Eddie put a hand on his leg as it suddenly started to ache. “I think I may have discovered some connections between the case,” he started, “I feel like the same person who killed Ryan also killed Janice and…” he paused a moment, starting to feel emotional himself. “Janice was my best friend, y’know?” Eddie was doing his best to not cry in front of Gene. He was a police officer, he needed to keep his emotions in check. “I just need to make sure the right people are getting punished for the crime.” 

Gene held out his hand to Eddie, who looked at it before looking up at the shorter man.

“Thank you,” Gene said with a sad smile on his face as Eddie shook his hand. “Thank you for reopening the case. I haven’t been able to sleep at night because I just know it was never properly solved. Oh! Here!” He moved to his coat that was on the back of his office chair. He pulled out a key, dropping it in Eddie’s hand. “That’s the key to my cabin if you need it to look around.” 

“Thank you, this’ll be helpful. Have a goodnight, Mr. Cousineau.” 

“Stay safe, Officer.” 

The moment Eddie turned to leave the office tears were silently falling down his face. He waited until he was walking down the hallway to wipe them off. Keep it together, save the emotions for later, he thought to himself as he went back out to his car. 

[jaegerboob]

Richie and Barry twins AU

Richie: wait... so you're telling me that you had a big fat crush on Barry???!

Eddie: yeah and what about it, asshole

Richie: no it's just,... WE HAVE THE SAME FACE!

Eddie, *blushes*: well, he always dressed neatly and washed his hands. he smelled nice, had a really kind smile, always looked out for us, was really passionate about movies, and—

Richie:

[haflacky]

“LOSERS COMIC” Release

Reddie Barry AU: When Detective Eddie Kaspbrak fell in love with a handsome actor, he didn’t know that Richie Tozier was the hitman whose case he’s investigating.

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I spent over a year working on this comic, it has 91 pages drawn in my usual, detailed, style. I’m sure the comic will be completely understandable even if you are not familiar with barry hbo show. this is au and their personalities have been changed.

I spent so much time and energy on this story so I would be really grateful for your support 🥺💕. Reblogs are appreciated 💕