#eddiethekaspbrak

[tczier]

what: teacher au! 

with: @eddiethekaspbrak

when richie first saw him, it was out of the corner of his eye when he was teaching, and it almost broke his flow. he’d been animated, one foot up on his chair, enthusiastically encouraging the discussion happening in front of his eyes about shakespeare. he wanted to get kids excited about shakespeare because god knows he couldn’t stand the dude when he was at school.

the second time richie saw him, it was at lunchtime, and richie remembered the man’s name when he was introduced as one of the newest staff members at the start of the school year. kasp---something. Kasper ? no, that wasn’t it. he furrowed his brows in thought as he walked closer and closer, before finally blurting out afternoon, mr kaspbrak ! and continuing to walk towards his classroom. if richie had passed a mirror, he would’ve seen how bright red he was.

richie found himself hoping that he’d get glances of the illusive mr kaspbrak every time he walked down the corridor. he found himself thinking about him when he got back to his empty, shitty ground floor apartment in a not-so-great part of the city. he wondered what mr kaspbrak’s living situation was like: he was probably married with a white-picket-fenced house somewhere out in the suburbs. he wondered what mr kaspbrak looked like naked.

their classrooms were close to each other. sometimes, when richie wasn’t teaching and he was spending his time grading papers in his room, he could hear the other teaching. he’d stop what he was doing and listen in, enjoying the lilt to his voice and how enthusiastic he seemed about math equations.

the bell rung, and richie stood in the hallway as kids piled out of the classroom next to him ( mr kaspbrak’s classroom ) , and he glanced to his side, catching the other’s eyes.

‘ i dunno about you, but i think i need that friday happy-hour drink. ’ richie said, realising he was attempting his very first conversation with this very hot guy he was supposed to have a simple, working, professional relationship. ‘ you going ? ’

[infernalrampage]

" bowers tried to follow me to the quarry today but he could not get a clean shot in. " beverly assures knowing how sinister the bowers gang could be but beverly was fast and resourceful. no one really wanted to mess with her. she sits next to eddie in the clubhouse he is nearly hanging off the damn hammock. she is surprised richie is not by his side the other losers seem to be busy, just the two of them sitting.

" so what are doing here by your lonesome? " she asks looking back at her friend.

@eddiethekaspbrak

[spider-self]

@eddiethekaspbrak continued from here

IT seethed.

Hospitals were not environments IT enjoyed. In theory they were larders stuffed full of easy prey. Defenceless victims who had no chance of fighting back through either injury or sickness. Terran illnesses had no effect on IT, there had never been an infection IT could catch, an ailment IT had suffered through. Hunting here had simply seemed.. It was too easy. IT would allow Itself an easy meal when starving, but even then taking from the hospital felt off somehow. As if even IT could spare a modicum of pity for the sick and the dying.

The smell didn’t help, the reek of the infected, of blood and medicine and bodily fluids. All mixed together in a heady blend that was vaguely sickening. Even the sewers were better than this. At least in the sewers, the main scent was IT’s own. In this place humanity ruled. There was no escaping their presence, the sheer weight of their stink made IT want to pace, to rip into unsuspecting flesh.

Fortunately IT had an easy target and IT turned IT’s grinning face towards the boy trapped in a hospital bed.

Eddie.. Oh but he didn’t look well, flushed with fever, so very small in that big bed. The broken arm wasn’t nearly enough. Not for what Eddie and his friends had done. They had made IT retreat, IT had felt pain, such a horrible squealing pain that made IT run as if IT was prey. Such a challenge couldn’t go unmet, something had to be done. IT was still in pain, IT’s face a jagged snarl, teeth poking through IT’s flesh in strange places, IT couldn’t keep a hold on IT’s form particularly well with such an injury.

“Not real, Eds?” IT’s voice was slurred, part parody, partly the inability to control IT’s tongue. It lolled out of IT’s mouth grotesquely, splattering drool that hissed as it came in contact with the floor. “Are you sure? Are you really sure?”

IT advanced, IT’s wounded mouth gaping open, endless rings of teeth slowly flexing into position.

“Your mommy can’t save you now.”

[riptozier]

@eddiethekaspbrak || CONT.

┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ✘ . *. ⋆ OH HOW HE MISSED THIS. hearing the sound of eddie's laughter , getting to goof off and mess around like they had done so often as kids. when he was a younger adult , he was okay with forgetting these moments that seemed so MINUSCULE in the infinite realm known as time. but the moment he indulged it , mainly for his own entertainment , it was like a serotonin rush he hadn't experienced in almost thirty years.

he had barely touched eddie , his fingers gently walking up his sides just to mess with him a bit , but his reaction was beyond what he was expecting. it was DANGEROUS , richie finding out someone was ticklish ; it was only a slippery decline downward for those unfortunate enough to fall victim to his teasing hands.

the sound of his own laughter filled the room as he continued to tease eddie , one hand latching onto his hip and the other walking up his waist to his ribs , and finally settling under his armpit. he barely noticed the sauce that SPLATTERED on his arm , only taking a millisecond to hiss at the burning sensation it gave to bare skin before returning to chuckle playfully. ❝ oh no , eds , you're laughing and i'm hearing you laugh! ❞

[ripdenbrough]

@eddiethekaspbrak said: Ⓐ

Attractiveness:

repulsive || hideous || ugly || not attractive || unappealing || not unattractive || meh || no preference || ok || mildly attractive || nice looking || cute || adorable || attractive || pleasant on the eyes || good looking || hot || sexy || beautiful || gorgeous || hot damn || would tap that || perfect || godlike || holy fuck there are no words

Personality:

grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted ||  egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible

How likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending || fuck no! || never || no way || not likely || not sure || indifferent || I’m asexual || maybe || probably || it depends || fairly likely || likely || yeah sure || yes || would tap that || hell yes || fuck yes! || wishing that could happen right now || as many times as possible || we are already having sex

Level of Friendship:

never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || fuck buddies || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend ||

First impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

Current impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

How good of a kisser:

worst kisser ever || terrible || bad || awkward || just okay || alright || pretty good || good || makes me moan || excellent || exciting || oh god they’re good || I dream about it || fucking amazing || absolute perfection || we haven’t kissed

SEND ME Ⓐ AND MY MUSE WILL RATE YOURS .

[scribedhorror]

through your window

@eddiethekaspbrak || meme send through your window for my muse’s reaction to your muse climbing through their bedroom window.

Bill had just gotten out of the shower after getting ready for bed, hair still damp as he walked into his bedroom, shocked to see the brunette standing there. "Eddie? What are you doing here?" He asked, looking around and spotting the open window of his bedroom. "Did you climb my house?" It was an incredibly out of character thing for him to do.

"Did something happen?"

[tczier]

 richie was almost asleep already. almost. until eddie and a pillow started shoving at him, trying to get him out of bed. richie flayed, legs kicking out as he tried to turn over to look at eddie whilst also trying not to fall out of the damn fucking bed.

‘ stop ! ’ richie yelled, half-asleep and half-drunk and fully not going to remember anything that happened when he woke up tomorrow. he reached for the pillow, trying to get it from eddie’s tight grip. he tried to shove the other man back, but eddie was strong and kept shoving at richie until he was completely off the bed, falling onto the floor with a thud.

richie grumbled and tried to pull himself back up onto the bed, but felt another shove to get him off again.

‘ eds—stop what the fuck ?! ’ he tried to grab the pillow, his co-ordination not working too great with the alcohol in his system and the lack of glasses on his face. ‘ dude !! ’

eddie, in fact, did not know how to communicate his feelings. at least not when he was angry. or, rather, especially not then. his words got all jumbled and stuck in his throat, a big uncomfortable knot that left him feeling like he was fucking choking. eddie hated it. it got him all hot and frustrated and vicious, like some rabid animal let loose.

the pillow -- the pillow just pushed him over the edge. eddie's face contorted, brows furrowing, eyes narrowed, mouth in an impossibly deep frown. he grabbed it mid air and clutched it tight in his hands, then reverting to the most infantile version of himself.

eddie got himself up onto the bed and, using the pillow like a fucking shield, started trying to shove at richie, nudging him further and further towards the edge of the bed.

because if richie didn't want to move, eddie would fucking move him. the man was bigger than him, sure, but eddie worked out. he was stronger -- especially when richie's defences were down, when he was drunker than a fucking off-duty sailor.

[lengthofropes]

☃️ IT'S 🎄 COMMISSIONS TIME! ☃️

Happy Birthday @eddiethekaspbrak ! Sorry I can't be there to celebrate, but I hope our boys can make up for that. Have the best day. ❤️ @tczier

[tczier]

with @eddiethekaspbrak

cont. from [x]

‘ gah ! ’ richie shrieks as eddie drags him back by the collar. he huffs and takes a step back from eddie. ‘ no but i wish you were puking and shitting your guts up because at least then you’d shut up. ’

richie rolls his eyes. ‘ okay genius, what do you suggest we eat ? because i’m about two hours away from sticking your skinny ass on a fucking barbecue. ’

[infernalrampage]

❛  i'm not good with this whole stupid feelings thing.  ❜

" feelings aren't simple eddie, but without them where would we be? " she did not want to think about the possibility of her giving up on love like that. her green eyes searching his with warmth and she sighs a little.

" we just survived possibly the most frightening battle of our adult lives. it wouldn't kill you to finally admit your TRUE feelings, right? " she is gentle in her approach giving him something to ponder on. she had also seen it since they were kids but didn't know how to classify it until she was older. eddie and richie loved each other and always would.

@eddiethekaspbrak

[spider-self]

❛ i’m not afraid of anything. not anymore. ❜

Horror themed: Accepting

No.. But that couldn't be true. It mustn't be true. How could he not fear IT? When IT could twist his world into nightmares and drive him to the brink of madness and beyond. There had to be something, there was always something. IT would not admit a feeling of panic to Itself. How could a single wheezing brat make IT feel panicked? Instead IT advances, saliva dripping from IT's shifting maul. They would go back to basics, after all...

What human didn't fear pain?

"You will be.”

[riptozier]

@eddiethekaspbrak || CONT.

┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ✘ . *. ⋆ GUILT. it was an icky feeling , one that richie tried to avoid no matter what. thankfully , it was usually easy for him to ignore it , despite doing so many things he should feel that way for that he couldn't count them on his fingers. but he couldn't deny the UGLY TWISTS && TURNS that lodged themselves in his gut without an invitation , seeing eddie out there through the screen door , his hair slicked with rain. he wanted nothing more than to be alone , but there was no way he'd feel better being both depressed and knowing he left one of his closest childhood friends out in the wet cold.

❝ ... yeah , you're right. sorry. come in. ❞ the words leave him quietly as he reaches to prop the screen door open to let eddie in. he momentarily STEPS AROUND THE CORNER next to the entrance , reaching into the closet to grab a towel before tossing it at the other to dry himself off. ❝ drinking's more fun when you're with someone than alone , anyway. ❞

[ripdenbrough]

@eddiethekaspbrak || CONT.

┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ✎ . *. ⋆ HE DIDN'T KNOW HOW MANY DRINKS HE HAD HAD UNTIL HE WENT STUMBLING TOWARDS THE GROUND, thankfully caught by eddie before he went crashing nose-first into the tile floor. before he knew it , with his friend's help , he was steady on his feet once again , able to stand up straight but not without a GENTLE SWAY of his shoulders in an attempt to keep his trunk erect.

❝ ... i-i d-d-dunno , maybe ... uhh ... ❞ he searched for the number , but in the fuzziness of his mind , brought about by the intoxication that FLOODED his veins and filled him up from head to toe , he could barely think straight or focus on reality. all he knew was that he was mostly drunk , probably had to pee , and should definitely lie down.

[tczier]

@eddiethekaspbrak

stephen king’s it (1990)

Richie Tozier & Eddie Kaspbrak

♥ @morewyckedthanyou​

[scribedhorror]

“Go on without me.”

@eddiethekaspbrak || meme

"No!" His reaction was immediate and visceral. There was no chance that Bill would be leaving here without any of the Losers. If anyone wasn't going to make it out it was him. "We-we-we--- I'm nuh-not going anywuh-where without you," the writer insisted, already trying to work out the best way to get Eddie out of here.

The writer would come back down to finish this if he had to, but right now, all that mattered was getting the brunette somewhere safe. Bill wasn't going to lose anyone else. He refused.

"Just-just look at me, okay? K-keep looking at me and nowhere eh-else. I'll m-make sure you g-get home."

[tczier]

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cont from: [x]

‘ turn your fuckin’ head away ! ’ richie shrieked, trying to cover himself up the best he could whilst also dealing with the pain of slamming to the floor on his knees, his elbow being bumped against the wash basin. his phone had fallen from his hands and scattered across the floor to eddie’s feet like he was in some fucking comedy movie and he was the butt of the joke. 

‘ eddie ! don’t fuckin’ look, jesus ! ’ richie didn’t know what else to do or say, he was almost curled up on the floor, trying to pull his underwear back on so it covered him up. ‘ go away ! don’t-- fuckin-- don’t fuckin’ tell anyone about this ! ’