#richie tozier x reader

[ifangirlalot]

could you write a fingering smutfic w reader x mike or richie?? I love your fics 😭‼️

˗ˏˋ 𝐃𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐓𝐒 ˎˊ˗ | starring mike wheeler & richie tozier

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*~smut!~* [𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘]: fingering, lewd language, no p in v this time

You guys do know it's okay to request for more than one character, right? I'm more than happy to do more than one :p

Also, sorry to disappoint, but requests are off until further notice, I have like 20 something in my inbox that I need to get...... :')

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┊ ˚➶ ｡Mike Wheeler ˚ ☁️

Mike Wheeler was most certainly not a "ladies' man". Mike Wheeler was a nerd. He spent most of his time playing nerdy fantasy RPG games in his basement with his friends. He didn't know the first thing about pleasing a woman.

Or at least, he didn't think he did.

But from the way [Name] was currently writhing underneath the tips of his fingers, the way her plump pink lips were opened into an 'o' shape, the lewd, pornographic moans slipping through as she screamed at him for more, he was beginning to think that maybe, just maybe, he was better at it than he gave himself credit for.

[Name]'s fingers closed around his wrist as his two digits continued to piston in and out of her wet, gummy opening. "Oh god- oh god, Michael, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop!" she begged, panting heavily for a few moments before elicting another loud moan.

Mike's teeth sank into his lower lip as he slowly circled her clit with his thumb. He watched with fascination as she parted her legs even further apart, chewing on her own lip as she looked between her legs, watching his fingers appear and disappear from her pussy opening.

"Cumming soon." [Name] announced, tilting her head back against the pillow.

With new motivation, Mike pulled his fingers out slightly and jammed them back in at a new speed. He could hear the wet pap sound his fingers made every time they thrusted into her sweet, wet hole. She was so wet he could see the moisture glistening beneath the dim lighting in his basement.

And then she came. With a series of throaty moans, high pitched gasping, and loud whimpers, [Name] spilled her orgasmic liquids all over his fingers. He could feel the bulge in his pants throbbing as he watched the thick, cream colored liquid drip down his wrist.

┊ ˚➶ ｡Richie Tozier ˚ ☁️

Richie pretended to be into the movie playing at the Derry theater. He really did. But he just couldn't. The damn thing was so fucking boring. So about twenty minutes in, he walked his fingers between he and [Name]'s seats and to her thighs. She was wearing a sundress tonight. Lucky for him, right?

Keeping his gaze straight ahead so as not to draw attention to himself, he pushed the hem of the dress skirt up slowly with his index finger. He could feel the soft, smooth skin of her thigh beneath his fingertip.

[Name] gasped, quickly pushing his hand away. "Richie, are you crazy?!" she hissed, her face flaming red with embarrassment. "Not here, we're in pub-"

Richie cut her off. "Shhh… Just relax, doll. Lemme work my magic."

Evidentally, she wasn't too objected to him, as she didn't protest again. On the contrary, she cracked her legs open slightly. Richie smirked to himself and slowly pushed his hand up her skirt again.

His fingers reached what he wanted and he let out a low, satisfied hum. "Hm… all wet, doll? Damn girl.. already?" Richie smirked and pushed the girl's panties aside.

As his fingers began working her over slowly, [Name] let out a soft moan and reached between her legs, placing her hand over Richie's above her clothes. Richie inserted two digits into her sweet, juicy cunt and slowly thrusted them, his thumb brushing her clit in quick stroking motions. He wanted so badly to finger fuck the shit out of her, but he didn't want the noise of her sopping cunt to draw attention over, so he kept his thrusts slow and even.

[Name] could barely contain herself as is anyway. She squirmed and whimpered through her clamped shut lips, her hand pushing against Richie's and trying to get his fingers to go in deeper, deeper.

Her sounds were starting to get to him. He could feel his cock stirring to life in his jeans and he groaned quietly, wanting nothing more than to bury inside her pussy to relieve the both of them. But instead, he pummeled his fingers deeper into her cunt and ticked off the minutes until this damn movie was over.

[fivesslut8]

When there fictional>>>

[reareaotaku]

Richie Tozier Headcanons

He's so bad with his words

^ Well, when he's not making some vividly, gnarly joke

He met you at the arcade and was too scared to approach you

He had seen you around a few times around the neighborhood, but had never been close enough to you to see your features

He saw you frustrated with the game, so he decided to try and approach you

"Oh, that game is hard, huh?" He tries to sound sly, as he leans against the arcade game

You give him a weird, confused look, before looking back at the game

"Yeah, I can't get past this stupid level"

He helps you get that past the level and you'd become friends

You think it's cool that he knew how to beat the game and were ecstatic to finally get pass the stupid level and now was onto a new level

He relaxes a lot and you find him kind of funny

You both become quite close

You go over to each other's house a lot

The group teases him for picking you over them, especially since you had only know him for a few months while they have known him for years

He ignores it or might taunt them back

He wants to tell you he likes you, but he likes the friendship you both have

He would never tell you. If you have any feelings for him, you'd have to tell him

Otherwise, it'll be unrequited love

[s6xpunk77]

Can you please do Dating Richie Tozier?

Dating Richie Tozier Headcanons

He forced Eddie to give you his confession note, “you're hot, wanna meet up after school? Tick yes or no.”

On the topic of notes, you guys pass notes in class whenever you both get separated because RICHIE IS LOUDDDDD!

This guy can NOT keep a secret, but he tries keeping your ones locked in.

The deadest yo mom jokes….

Loves talking SHITTTT about the bowers gang with you

If the bowers gang bother you by touching or just being straight rude, Richie always has your back, even though he knows he will face consequences afterward.

He always brings you along to the arcade, but once he starts playing, it's hard to even have a conversation with him.

This guy never stops with the jokes, always teasing and making fun of each other, no matter how cringy or outrageous they may be.

You guys would seperate from the group to go on little adventures and side quests around Derry.

Attempted to learn how to pop a wheelie on his bike to impress you but he ended up stacking it on his ass.

This kid cannot sit still to save his life, in class, with his friends, anywhere.

He tries very hard to be romantic by giving you little gifts like flowers next to the Quarry, but he ends up eating or just taking the flowers for himself lmfaoo.

He’s always nervous around you no matter how long you guys date for.

Would constantly try using the losers clubs advice on how to flirt, so he would use some of them corny ass pickup lines.

“You know what you’d look beautiful in? My arms.” “love my bed, but I’d rather be in yours.” “Are you from Tennessee? Because you’re the only 10 I see.”

[billdenbroughsgirl]

dom!richie or eddie hcs with a sub!reader???… could i maybe be 🎀 anon HELP

you have my heart i love eddie n rich <3 n of course you can be 🎀 anon !! :)

nsfw content!!

♡ DOM!RICHIE :

❥ okay i LUV richie but let's be so fr

❥ he's not very gentle, maybe sometimes but he's got a lot of pent up frustration that'll be released sexually.

❥ if you're the kind of person who does like it gentle, he will try his best and i will die on that hill

❥ okay guys fr hc time!

❥ sososo!! verbal. always has to be talking, lotsa 'yea, you like that?' 'takin me so well, fuck' 'atta girl/boy' 'made for my cock, doll' AAA

❥ def casual dominance too, he'll zip up your hoodie/jacket, order meals for you, etcetc :)

♡ DOM!EDDIE :

❥ he's much gentler, yall know how he is 😭

❥ you two fuck the most in missonary, or really any position where he can see your face

❥ sweet sweet boy, talks you through your orgasms def

❥ also just verbal in general, 'you're doing so well' 'jesusss, i love you baby'

❥ not much casual dominance because he's a bit shy, he tries his best though!!

i luv them, my boys :3

[sardonic-the-writer]

𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐔𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐃𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐃𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝟖𝟎'𝐬 𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

↳ warnings: mention of one slur, (that is reclaimable don't come for me twitter), homophobia, death, etc

↳ song: american pie—don mclean

masterlist!

• Compared to the old giants that were London and Rome, Derry was an infant in terms of age

• But it didn't feel that way. The whole town had this sort of tint to it, like the stain of coffee on white paper—or the quality of an old polaroid that had been stuffed away and forgotten

• You had lived there most of your life. Gone to Derry Elementary, Derry Middle, would go on to attend Derry High, and would probably travel on to the closest college you could find to the area—unless something drastically changed that, of course

• It was almost like the whole place had a grip on its residents. And it wasn't like the comforting grip of your mother's hand as she led you through the grocery store. It was a harsher one. A cold and clamy grip, holding you tightly in place until you rotted away working a minimum wage job with no future in sight

• So thank god you had stumbled across the losers in your last year of middle school and changed just about everything

• It had been the last week of school when you had stupidly picked a fight with the biggest knothead in school and his gang of pimple faced idiots, figuring that if you were going to die anyway, might as well do it young

• Your school books had gone sprawling across the freshly waxed school hallway one fateful afternoon in May, the disaster courtesy of Derrys biggest doucuebag Henry Bowers

• In fact, you had told him he was such a thing to his face, which would be the reason you were currently being subjected to the pleasure of watching as Henry and his goons ripped up all of your school papers in front of everyone

• Math homework, eat your heart out

• You didn't, however, expect a stuttering voice to speak up from your left not long after watching the science paper you had worked so hard on get ripped to shreds

• "Guh-guh-guh-get fu-fucked Bowers!" A lanky kid spat out from your left, drawing most people's attention over to his blazing brown eyes instead of Henry's ugly mud colored ones

• You recognized your knight in shining armor, so to speak, as the infamous stuttering Bill Denbrough. He wasn't an unfamiliar face to you—in fact, you were pretty sure the two of you had homeroom together. But until that moment you'd never given him a second thought beyond asking to borrow a pencil

• Bill wasn't alone, either. Three more kids stood idly behind him, each one looking more anxious than the last. You'd later learn all their names to be Stan, Eddie, and Richie "Trashmouth" Tozier—the man of a hundered voices as he'd introduce himself. But right then, they were just more people to add to this already overcrowded shitshow

• "Muh-my buh-buh-bad Billy." Henry mocked Bill's stutter poorly, crossing his eyes crudely while he did it. "Duh-did I mess with one of yuh-your fag fruh-fruh-fruh-friends?"

• The shrill chorus of giggles that his friends let out at his words were like nails on a chalkboard to you

• "Takes one to know one." Richie had mummbled under his breath sourly, pushing the thick glasses he wore up his nose anxiously. The only people who heard him couldn't help but break up into a fit of sudden giggles—who of which just so happened to be you and Bill

• Both of you were found sporting black eyes the next day

• Ever since that odd school day, you had found yourself spending more and more time with each of them

• Riding bikes with Bill in his street as you got left in the dust by him and Silver, listening as Eddie rambled on nervously about all of the weird sicknesses he had gotten, furiously smashing buttons on arcade games in an attempt to beat Richie at least once, helping Stan organize all of his comics by color and alphabetical order—all became a part of your summer routine

• You quickly became a part of the losers club. Another peice to the odd puzzle you all made together. And you'd be lying if you didn't say it felt damn good

• It was only after Ben and the others showed up that things began to get both better and worse

• For starters, you had begun to see red balloons and dead kids everywhere—a detail that would later become a much bigger issue

• But you also found yourself making three entire new friends, which including Stan, Eddie, Richie and Bill, was the most you'd ever had

• Hot summer evenings down in the barrens and, eventually, the clubhouse now had a new sense of comradery to it

• You enjoyed talking with Beverly about certain book series the both of you kept up with and what songs she could play on the piano. Asking Mike about all the adventures he had gone on after hard days of farm work became a highlight of your Saturdays. Pouring over books in the library with Ben quickly became one of your favorite activities, the two of you sharing recommendations with each other. Even the librarian eventually got old of the two of you whispering excitedly to each other about story lines and character development

• Occasionally Bill or Richie would bring another kid down to the barrens to play with. It would be fun, but you all were thinking the same thing throught it all—that they were not a part of the club. That title was reserved for only the eight of you. And it would stay that way

• Together, all of you would eventually have to beat a common enemy together, sacrificing parts of yourself with it. But for now, you were content to watch as sticky syrup from popsicle sticks dripped down into your hands while you all walked to the movies, laughing about god knows what, feeling like nothing else in the world mattered but each other

[gulnarsultan]

" Scenario "

You were Richie's little sister. You are close friends with Georgie. You were only a few years older than Georgie. Your older brother Richie, actually wasn't keen on you being friends with Georgie. But being happy prevented Richie from talking about it. To be honest, Bill was apprehensive at first about you and his brother being friends. However, as time went by, Bill realized that you were not like your brother at all. Bill had begun to see you as a sister. But soon that dark day came. The rainy day you left home to play with Georgie, you never came back. Richie became a worse character after losing you. Bill never gave up searching for both his brother and you. When he finally encountered the ghosts of you and Georgie, Bill was stuck in confusion and other emotions. He swears he will definitely avenge you and Gerogie. Richie is touched emotionally when he encounters your soul. He apologizes for not being able to protect you. Even if you are not alive, he feels a little bit happy because he knows that he can see you once again. He will most likely support Bill and his gang in capturing and destroying the clown.

[sijssjsbssjsnsnnskbskwns]

Hell of a summer (what songs I think match the vibe) (part 2)

Movie summary…

Y/n L/n

[sofiathefirsts]

✿ secret sleepovers and comic books

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You walk up the stairs of your house, trying to be the quietest you can possibly be since it was pretty late; some where around 11 or midnight and you knew your mother would kill you if she came home from work and heard you wandering around the house. Your mom was working a night shift at her job for some extra change, your older sister was in her room talking to her boyfriend who she snuck in, and your young sister you’d put to bed not too long ago.

You were tired but for some reason couldn’t fall asleep so you tried to find things to tire yourself out (to which you absolutely failed). You walked into your bedroom and sit down on your bed, staring into space for a bit, almost not noticing the knocking on your window. You turned to your window and see a familiar face that just brightened your entire being. A smile engulfed your face as you tiptoed over to your window and opened it, now facing the one and only Richie Tozier.

“Hiii” you excitedly whispered as you kissed him on the cheek. “Hey, I uhm was wondering if I could sleep here tonight, if that’s fine with you”, Richie nervously asked you as he looked down. “Of course, we just have to be really quiet” you told him as you held out a hand to help him inside of your room. “Are you alright?” You ask him as he takes a seat on your bed. “Yeah, my mom and dad were just uhh arguing, again” Richie mumbles, a bit of sadness evident on his face. You walk toward him and sit yourself down beside him, taking his hand in yours as you say, “I’m sorry, I’m sure it’ll be over soon”. Richie leaned his head on your shoulder, staying quiet and enjoying the peaceful silence of your home.

After moments of staying silent and enjoying each others company, you finally speak up. “I got a new comic book, do you want to read it with me?”, looking down at the dark haired boy. “Sure” he agrees with a smile on his face. And here you both were, under your soft blankets and cuddled up close together, a comic book in your hands as you quietly read it to him as he slowly drifted to sleep as you did too.

[zombiigrll]

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DISCARDED. ⋆｡°✩ richie tozier x gn!kaspbrak!reader .ᐟ WORD COUNT .ᐟ ⭑ 2.8K ꩜ .ᐟ WARNINGS ⭑ mostly angst then little but of fluff, lots of movie dialogue at first, gross stuff because its a horror movie!! reader is eddies twin, gender neutral and quiet reader, terrible ending yk me, not really a defined relationship its more just an implied shared crush ! .ᐟ SUMMARY .ᐟ ⭑ you’ve always been a quiet person, especially being the least favorite in your family. the losers didn’t realize how bad it was until neibolt. ꩜  .ᐟ A/N .ᐟ ⭑ omg… maxine posts something that ISNT TWD RELATED?1?1?!1 WHATTTT????? i hope you guys enjoyy i know its very different but i wanted to give myself a little different dialogue i guess?? i wanted to write for something different for once!! except it was a little funky trying to write for a character not in twd... this definitely isnt my best work!! but as alwaysss if you guys really want a part two ill make one!

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you were lucky to have a brother like eddie in a family such as the kaspbraks. 

the two of you were twins, and due to your mothers lack of hospital visits when she was pregnant, she thought she was just having one boy. you were… an unpleasant surprise, to say the least. 

as you grew up, you frequently wondered why your mother didn’t just put you up for adoption. it was a crazy thought, but it was true. it was obvious to everybody that eddie was her favorite, and you understood why. he was nice, clean, and he loved her.

you also were nice and loved her, but you believed it just wasn’t enough.

you started hanging out with your brother and his group of friends he called, ‘the losers club,’ not so long after bill’s brother georgie went missing. which also was not so long after your own… weird experience.

bill had told you the weird things he thought happened to his brother, and you didn’t think about how it correlated to you until the following day when you had a run-in with pennywise. 

you were lucky to have made out of that with just a gash on your knee, which your brother cleaned up for you after you excused it as ‘falling off your bike.’ 

it's been a little while since that incident, and much more crazy stuff has happened. everyone has had their own experience with pennywise at this point, and you all finally got your lead on where pennywise lived.

neibolt. 

nobody really wanted to go inside besides bill, so you guys got straws and whoever got the shortest one would have to go in. 

you, richie, and eddie were the unlucky ones. the only luck on your guy's side was bill being brave enough to willingly go inside.

“i can’t believe i pulled the short straw.” richie sighed, his voice lightly laced with fear. “you guys are lucky you’re not measuring dicks.”

you let out a light laugh, which made richie smile. the two of you had gotten close through your similar sense of humor, although you didn’t make most of the jokes. you were very quiet, and barely talked. you just laughed with him.

you followed richie as he walked over to a weird spider web that seemed to have something entangled in it. you watched his demeanor quickly shift as he unfolded the paper.

“what? what is it richie?” you moved over to his side to look at the paper.

“it- it says i’m missing.” his eyes went wide and his expression blank as he looked at the descriptions on the paper.

bill walked over in front of the two of you. “y-you’re not missing, richie.” 

richies chest began to rise up and down as he spoke again. “then why does it say it there?! that’s my shirt, that's my hair, that's my face!”

“richie calm down, it’s not real!” you put your hand on his shoulder, reaching for the paper.

“that’s my name, that’s my age, that’s the date!”

“calm down, this isn’t real.” bill tried intervening.

“what the fuck?!” richie continued to panic. you reached over and successfully took the paper away from him. “it says i’m missing, am i missing? am i gonna disappear?”

“richie.” you put your hands on his shoulders in an attempt to console him. “look at me. this isn’t real, he’s trying to mess with you. that’s his whole deal. it’s not real. you’re not going to go missing. not on my watch. or bills, or eddies.”

richie's face softened and he appeared to be more calm, just obviously shaken up. but that was quickly thrown away at the voice of a girl.

“hello?” the voice called. “hello..? help me, please!” 

“betty?” you questioned, looking up the stairs,

“ripsom?” richie continued.

you turned around, hearing a creepy, old voice saying your brother's name. you could see that he heard it, too.

“guys, do you hear that?” eddie asked, but richie and bill were too distracted by the girl at the stairs. you nodded at eddie and began following him towards the sound.

the two of you walked into the room, holding onto each other. ever since you two were little, you would hold onto each other whenever you guys were nervous.

you two looked around, when you suddenly heard a creek from behind you 

“guys?” eddie called out, looking and noticing the door shut.

“guys!” you yelled, running up to the door and attempting to open it. you could hear richie and bill on the other side of the door trying to open it, too.

“help!” you yelled, kicking the door.

you and eddie stepped back a bit, trying to find a way to get out. but when you turned around, you two spotted the floor breaking.

“time to take your pill, eddie.” you heard the creepy voice say behind the two of you. 

you both turned around to look, but as eddie made eye contact with the man, he fainted, falling down the hole and dragging you with.

you let out a yell, but you weren’t sure what exactly it was that you were yelling. 

you felt a crack beneath you as you and eddie fell onto a table. you were dizzy and your vision was almost completely blurry. the only thing you could feel was something warm dripping down from your forehead.

you groaned, attempting to move your hand up to your head. when you pulled it back, your hand was covered in your own blood. 

you could feel yourself slipping in and out of consciousness.

“y/n?” eddie called, looking over at your bloody figure. “holy shit!”

you looked at his arm, completely snapped in half. “eddie…”

he looked uneasy. he never liked blood, or, well, anything gross. everyone knew that. 

you two looked forward, seeing a familiar glove on the fridge in front of you guys, opening the fridge door from the inside. 

“IT..” you weakly called out. 

he walked out of the fridge, untwisting his body around, staring at you guys. 

it didn’t even feel real. you felt like you were hallucinating from your blood loss. 

“time to float.”

there was a loud ringing in your ears as he approached.

he ran up to eddie, holding onto his face and mocking him. eddie was attempting to hit him, and you threw yourself forward and weakly punched IT in the cheek in an attempt to get him away from your brother. 

he moved his attention to you, grabbing your face in his hand. “tasty, tasty, beautiful fear.”

“you’re… not real.” you whispered, sounding delirious. 

IT’s mouth began opening and getting closer to yours. 

“no, no, no!” eddie yelled, frantically looking around for a way to help you. 

but pennywise came to a halt when he heard the creek of a door. 

“help!” eddie screamed, resulting in pennywise throwing his hand over his mouth.

you could feel your body starting to pass out, but you were fighting it. “..shit.”

richie and bill ran into the room.

“eddie, y/n?!” richie yelled, looking at you and eddie on the ground, one bleeding from the head and the others arm in half.

“this isn’t real enough for you, billy?” pennywise taunted bill, squeezing your face as he talked. “i’m not real enough for you?” 

bill stayed silent, spacing out in fear.

“holy shit.” richie blurted out.

“it was real enough for georgie.” 

as they were frozen in fear, pennywise leaped forward towards the two, but beverly quickly stabbed him in the eye, stopping him.

“richie..” you looked up at him, your blood dripping past your eye. 

“get y/n and eddie - get y/n and eddie.” richie frantically said.

you began slipping in and out of reality again. every time it felt like you just blinked, everybody would be in a different position in the room.

you saw ben get his stomach cut open by IT’s claws, but when you blinked again, everyone was surrounding you and eddie and IT seemed to have gone away. 

“they’re awake!” beverly called, her hand on your shoulder. 

you felt your wound, which was now bandaged in whatever cloth they could find. there was still dried blood on your face. 

you couldn’t find words to describe how you were feeling. you were in pain, and scared. you were speechless.

richie turned over and hugged you tightly. “oh, thank god.” his voice was shaken.

he turned back over to eddie, looking at his broken arm. “okay.. i’ll put the arm back in place.”

eddie begins shaking his head frantically. “do not fucking touch me!” 

richie begins counting down, setting his hands up on his arm.

“do not fucking touch me!” eddie repeats, but right as he says it, richie snaps the arm back in place. 

“holy shit..” you whispered, looking away quickly.

…

you guys pedaled back to bills house, you rode on the back of richies bike. shortly after, your mom met up in front. she was furious.

she grabbed eddie and put him in the front seat, slamming the door shut. “you, you did this.” she angrily said, pointing at everyone, including you. “you know how delicate he is.”

“what about me, mom?” you angrily muttered under your breath.

“what was that?” she stepped closer to you, looking down at you.

“what about me?” you repeated angrily. “mom, my head is split open, i- i barely know what is happening right now, and all you care about is eddie!”

“do not speak to me like that.” she firmly stands, putting her finger on your chest. “you think your brother deserved to get hurt?” 

“no! obviously not!” your voice began getting higher and higher. “it’s the way you’re acting like nothing happened to me, or anyone else here. we were attacked, it wasn’t anyone's fault. ben's stomach is cut open, too! it wasn’t just eddie!”

she shakes her head and grabs your arm, attempting to pull you into the car. you pull your arm away. “what are you doing?” 

“i’m not going home with you. obviously eddie needs all the attention he can get.” you crossed your arms and stepped back. “i’ll be home tomorrow.”

she scoffs and shrugs, stepping away into the car and driving off. 

that was the most you think you’ve ever spoken in your life.

you began taking deeper breaths, putting your hands over your face. you felt a hand placed on your shoulder, and when you looked up, it was richie.

he didn’t say anything, he just simply pulled you into a hug.

“i saw the well.” bill speaks up after a moment of silence. you break from your hug with richie to look at him. “w-w-we know where it is, and next time we’ll be more prepared.”

“no!” stanley yells. “no next time, bill! you’re insane!” 

“why? we all know nobody else is going to do anything.” beverly defends bill, making you scoff.

“are you serious?” you mumbled, rolling your eyes.

“eddie and y/n were nearly killed!” richie reminds the two angrily. he looks over at ben and points to him. “and look at this motherfucker! he’s leaking hamburger helper!” 

you looked up at richie with a solemn smile.

“we can’t pretend it’s gonna go away.” beverly continues, looking sort of frantic. “ben, you said it yourself, it comes back every 27 years.”

ben shakes his head, sort of distraught. “fine! i’ll be forty and far away from here. i thought you said you wanted to get out of this town too.”

“because i want to run towards something, not away.”

“i’m sorry, who invited molly ringwald into the group?” richie says, getting flipped off by beverly in the process.

“richie..” you attempt to calm him down, but he’s obviously shaken up.

“i’m just saying, let’s face facts.” he continues. “real world, georgie is dead. stop trying to get us killed, too.”

richie takes your hand and tries to pass by bill, but bill quickly stops him. “georgie’s not dead.”

richie takes a deep breath before continuing. “you couldn’t save him, but you can still save yourself.” 

he attempts to walk by with you again, but bill stands in the way. “no, t-t-take it back! you’re scared, we all are, but take it back!” 

bill shoves richie on his last ‘take it back,’ making you stumble over yourself a bit. richie shoves bill back, resulting in bill punching richie in the face, almost knocking his glasses off.

“bill, what the fuck?!” you yelled, running over to pick richie up with stanley and mike.

“you’re just a bunch of losers!” richie yells as you guys hold him back from bill. “fuck off!”

“richie, stop!” stanley says, trying to keep him back.

“you’re just a bunch of losers, and you’ll get yourselves killed trying to catch a fucking stupid clown!” richie yells before beverly pushes herself in between bill and him.

richie pushed you, mike, and stanley off of him. 

“stop!” she looks back at richie then bill as she speaks. “this is what IT wants. IT wants to divide us! we were all together when we hurt IT, that’s why we're still alive!” 

“yeah?” richie speaks up again, grabbing your arm. “well, i plan to keep it that way.” he shoulder-checks bill as he makes it back to his bike. 

you look over at bill, as if there was something to say in a situation like this. but really, there wasn't. you just exchanged disappointed looks at one another before you sat on the back of richies bike and rode away.

…

you were now at richies house. he brought over a couple gauze pads and bandages, a damp cloth, and some antibiotic ointments he found.

“how are you feeling?” he asked, sitting down next to you on his bed. 

you silently shrugged. so much had just happened, you couldn’t even think about how you actually felt. 

he nodded understandingly, setting his numerous medical supplies next to him. “can i help you clean your cut?” 

you nodded, turning your body over to face him. richie seemed to be pretty nervous, you noticed from his hands shaking as he reached over to take your original ‘bandage’ off. after he took it off, he grimaced and pressed his lips together. “holy shit. are you sure you’re okay?”

you reached your hand up to your head and felt the gash. you couldn’t tell exactly, but it felt to be pretty large. “um.. yes?” a laugh ended up escaping you, a nervous one, but a laugh nonetheless. “i mean, it hurts really bad, but not as bad as it did earlier.”

richie smiles anxiously as he reaches over to grab the damp washcloth. “alright, if you say so. let me know if this hurts.”

he puts his hand up to your cheek and begins taking care of your wound, softly cleaning off the blood around the gash. despite the intense sting, you tightly close your eyes and bite your cheek. 

after a while, he finishes cleaning and bandaging your wound, but his hand still awkwardly lays on the side of your face. richie looks at your freshly bandaged head, then your eyes. but the second you made eye contact, he cleared his throat and turned his body away. 

you and richie always had an awkward tension ever since you met him. even eddie had pointed it out a couple times to you. 

you laid down next to him, resting your head right next to his legs and looking up at him. he looked down at you awkwardly for a moment before laughing. “whats up?”

“you’ve got something on your glasses.” you said, fully serious. 

he raised his eyebrow, a look of genuine confusion laying on his face. “what? where?”

“right…” you smiled before reaching up and knocking his glasses off of his face, “..there.”

richies eyes shut as his glasses fall to his lap, but he laughs at your action anyways. “hah.. okay. rude.” 

as he reaches to put his glasses back on, you notice a bruise forming on his cheek. the same cheek that bill had punched earlier. “hey, wait.” you grab his glasses as you sit back up, getting a better look at the bruise. “you should really put some ice on that..”

“huh? what’re you talking about?” 

“your cheek, richie. its bruising.” you gesture to his face.

he moves his hand up to the cheek, wincing a bit at the pressure. “oh, right.” his tone and body language changed to appear more angry as he thought back at what had happened just a few hours ago. “so fucking stupid.” he muttered under his breath.

“come on.” you grab one of his hands, putting his glasses back on with the other. “let’s just go get something to help.” you step off of the bed.

he looks down at your hands together nervously before following you off of the bed with a nod. “..alright.” 

“..do you wanna go to the arcade afterwards?” you said with a smile in an attempt to brighten his mood. 

he looks up at you with a smile. he looks at a loss for words and simply nods in response. 

so, the two of you grab an icepack- well, a frozen bag of peas - and begin heading over to the arcade together. 

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[ifangirlalot]

AHH I luv Rich w a shy reader 🤭 Could u maybe do him taking shy!readers virginity ahahhsjdhebskfj

˗ˏˋ 𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐇𝐘!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘 ˎˊ˗ | starring richie tozier ︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

~smut!~ [𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘:] mentions of prep fingering, oral (fem receiving) p in v, praising, just soft smut in general, sorry guys no filthy kinky stuff here this time <3

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⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ I think Richie actually would have took time to think out how he'd have sex with you for the first time, which is a first because Richie barely ever puts thought into anything. But really, that's only because joking about having sex is one thing, but actually doing it is like a different thing entirely.

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ Truth be told, Richie was nervous as fuck.

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ You're a virgin, he's a virgin, neither of you have ever done anything remotely sexual, so how the hell is he supposed to do this? He'd been talking a big game about how big his cock was for weeks now, what if his dick isn't actually as big as he thought it was?

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ Ultimately, he decided the best course of action was to do something romantic to make you feel comfortable. He invited you over when his parents weren't home, and right away you notice that he actually cleaned his room and had done a half decent job at combing his hair (which like, that's fucking pointless cuz like it's gonna end up messy anyways-) ⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ Richie started off slow, putting his hands on your shoulders while he gave you an oddly sensual kiss. Usually he just kissed you kind of roughly, which usually lead to a French kiss. But not this time. ⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ When he finally got down to knitty gritty, he was very careful, because he knew how shy and easily anxious you were. He was sure to ask you if certain things were okay before he actually did them, and asked for your preferences beforehand.

"Hey doll, can you touch here?" "Is it okay if I put my hand there?" "Do you want the lights off? It's totally fine if you do, but just so you know you're perfect and I'd love to see if you if you'll let me."

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ If you wanted the lights off, he'd respect your wishes immediately and flick them off. His breath would hitch as you slowly allowed him to take your clothes off, one piece at a time. His mouth would greedily yet slowly trail kisses along your stomach and breasts while his hands stroked and rubbed at your thighs. ⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ He'd make sure to meet your eyes for consent as his hands ran up your thighs and thumbed at the button of your shorts. As soon as you nodded, Richie would eagerly unbutton and unzip them, tugging them down your legs in a slow, yet clearly excited gesture.

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ He would place a kiss over your panties before pulling them down as well and gently lapping his tongue over your clit, eliciting a moan from you. He wasn't entirely sure what he was doing? But based on the noises you were making, he assumed that was a good thing and continued with it for a few more minutes before slowly pulling his mouth away, his lips swollen and wet from your juices, before slowly inserting a digit or two between your folds to prepare you.

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ Richie would carefully watch your face, see the redness on your cheeks as you anxiously glanced at his bedroom door as though you were afraid someone would hear the lewd sounds and suspect what you and Richie were up to.

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ He was quick to assure you.

"Hey, babydoll, just focus on me, okay? My parents are out, no one will hear you I promise. Just me, baby. Don't worry your pretty little head about it. All good, I swear."

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ When he was finished prepping you with his fingers, he slowly undressed himself and removed his glasses with shaky hands. He took his time rolling a condom onto his length. He told himself it was so you had time to prepare, but really it was because he was nervous as all hell.

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ Soft, gentle strokes the whole time. His eyes are crinkled in pleasure while he breathes heavily and moans shakily. He's barely able to think straight, but he manages to ask how you're doing.

"Are you.. fuck, oh God oh fuck yeah.. you okay, baby?"

⋆ ˚｡୨୧˚ When you're both finished, expect Richie to be all over you, in the cuddly, I wanna spend the rest of my life with you, kinda way. After your first time, he'd be more protective over you, mostly because he feels more connected to you than he's ever felt.

[A Note From Zee] So, I'mma take a bit of a break on taking requests (since my inbox has like five more I have to answer, which I will get to I promise), but I have some ideas I wanna do first, thank you. My next post is probably going to be a Yandere Alphabet post since I saw someone else do it and decided I wanted to do it so. Look forward to that.

[megantheestallion-ismypresident]

I'm watching it chapters 1 and 2 right now, and now I'm in the mood to read Sum IT movie fanfics right now. Like I'm in the mood, is the IT Fandom still alive? Like, please, someone provide me IT fanfics on here like I need more.

[problematic0011]

𝐂αυ𝗀ɦ𝗍

Title: Caught

FEM!reader x Richie Tozier

Prompt: Y/N usually take the city bus with her friends, also known as the Losers Club, well this time she feel asleep on the bus and wakes up on her long time crushes’s lap, Richie Tozier. 

[The Losers are like 15 or 16 in this 🎈]

I walked onto the cold, loud bus. I searched the seats for Eddie, the chatter on the bus was almost louder than my own thoughts, but it all got shut out when I sat down happily on the blue hard plastic seats on the bus right next to my best friend since the day we were born, Eddie Kaspbrak, he smiled at me, the bumps in the bus bouncing me in my seat and the view outside speeding by as we gained speed. I ruffled his brown hair, he swatted my hand away. "You could have lice."

"Wha- You make no sense, Kaspbrak."

"I make perfect sense, lice can be transf-" I cut him off by quickly jerking my head so my hair swung into his face and hair. 

That boy shrieked. 

I stopped and started dying of laughter, to the point I was basically falling off my seat. "This is not funny." Eddie pouted. I panted and looked at Eds.

"This is hilarious, Eds."

"Here comes your boyfriend." Eddie said in a sing song voice. I looked to see Richie coming over. 

“Hey, Eds,” Richie greeted, taking a seat next to me. “Hey, hot stuff.” He smirked at me.

"Fuck off, Tozier." I said to him. I had a massive crush on Richie but I pretended like I hated when he said stuff like that. I grabbed a book from my bag and started reading as Eds read over my shoulder. I felt a tug on my hair, I looked up to see Richie attempting to braid a small strand of my hair, I rolled my eyes and continued to read.

After a bit I felt a wave of tiredness wash over me. I rested my head on Eddie's shoulder and fell asleep.

The bus hit a bump and I woke up, I looked up to see Richie. My head now rested on Richie's shoulder and my legs were draped over his, practically sitting on his lap. Hey, you're awake, hot stuff." Richie said happily. I looked to see Eddie, Stan and Bill with smug smirks on their faces, Bill and Stan sat across from us just staring. I closed my eyes again.

"S-seriously y-y/n?" Bill asked. "W-aasn't this you, 'o-oh, I don't l-like Richie' 'no h-he's just a f-friend' 'R-Richie is s-so annoying, I d-don't like him'?"

"What, his shoulder's comfy. Don't judge me." I defended myself. "And I don't like Richie."

"Sure you don't, hot stuff."

I blushed. "Don't even act like you don't like that nickname." Eds joked.

"W-when's the w-wedding?" Bill teased. Richie wrapped his arms around me and kissed the top of my head which made my face go red and hot.

"Can you guys stop PDAing, it’s disgusting." Stan said.

"Oh, what, you mean this?" Richie placed his fingers under my chin and tilted my head up and we kissed. At first I was taken aback, my eyes shot open, the vicious vampire butterfly’s in my stomach felt like they were on cocaine. But I relaxed after a second, my hands found his hair and I leaned into the kiss, his kiss felt like a breath of fresh air, like I could finally think and move freely, like I was living life for the first time. My hands twisted in his hair and his arms wrapped around my waist. When we finally broke apart it was because I felt a cold wet substance dump all over us. I looked up to see and smirk plastered on Eddie's face while he held a now empty plastic water bottle above our head. I didn’t care that I was wet and cold sitting on a loud crowded bus, I was pumped I just kissed Richie.

[reareaotaku]

First Kiss

Was inspired by this post. Summary: An intense kiss causes Richie to experience his first 'cum in pants' and believes this is the loss of his virginity Taglist: @fxchild

He was giddy, but also nervous. He had never kissed anyone before, but he didn't want you to know that. He already was labeled as a loser by his peers, the last thing he needed was to confirm it and have you think it too. His hands were sweaty and he was hoping you wouldn't notice.

"Are you okay?"

He snaps out of his mind and looks at you intensely. "What?"

"I said 'Are you okay?'."

He shakes his head, "Yeah, yeah I'm fine."

"I mean, if you don't want to kiss me, that-"

"No!" He practically yells, causing you to flinch back and he blushes. "No. I want to kiss you."

"Really?" You tilt your head, a little shy at his confession.

"Yeah. Like a lot."

You smile, leaning into him, before your lips finally connect. God, it was heavenly for Richie. Your lips were soft, much softer than his own. Your fingers intertwined into his hair, pulling him close and Richie can feel himself harden, which causes him to blush in embarrassment. He's glad you can't see him, because he sure feels pathetic.

He pulls back, trying to catch a break, before he takes off his glasses. He grabs your face, pulling you in again, which causes you by surprise. Your hands roam his body, not helping with his already aching boner. He hoped you didn't feel it, because he didn't know how he'd respond, but he didn't have to think about it for long. You pulled off him, before kissing down his cheek and down to his jaw, before sucking on his neck, which was the final straw. He could feel as he bursted in his pants. He quickly stood up, before covering his crotch, surprising you.

"I have to go!"

Before you can ask what happened, he's out the door, leaving you dumbfounded.

As Richie gets on his bike, he nearly screams. He can't believe he just lost his virginity; He wasn't a loser anymore.

[brain--drop]

Could I request Richie Tozier, Beverly Marsh, and Eddie Kaspbrak [separatly] with a significant other who buys them gifts all the time, and just basically wastes all their money on them.

Richie Tozier, Beverly Marsh and Eddie Kaspbrak with Gift Giving S/O

Richie:

The first time you give Richie a gift, he's pretty touched since he hardly gets anything out of the blue from someone other than his parents so he cherishes the first gift which was another Hawaiian shirt to add to his collection

The next couple times you give him more gifts, he gets pretty confused but still appreciates it. It takes you giving him about 10+ gifts in a month that he questions you about it, making a joke on how much in debt you're probably in

After you explain to him that you just love seeing him happy over the thoughtful presents (and that you are actually okay on money), he shakes his head and laughs at you thoughtfully

"Christ, looks like I'm gonna have to put that wallet of yours behind bars! At least give me a chance to return the favor!"

Beverly:

When Beverly sees the necklace that was hidden in its small gift box, she immediately tries to hand it back to you saying that she can't accept it, but you reassure her that you want her to keep it and put it on her before she can decline the gift again

She doesn't say it, but the more gifts you give her, the more flustered she gets from the pampered affection. In fact, she can't find the heart to tell you to slow down on them

Really, it gets to the point of her not finding much room to keep the gifts in that she gets you to slow down and even starts giving gifts back to you the further you are in your relationship

"Damn, you beat me to it! I also had a gift for you! Let me go get it then we can rock, paper, scissors on who opens theirs first, okay?"

Eddie:

With the first ever gift you give him, he looks at it with genuine but gleeful shock since wow, you really though of him enough to gift him something which was a nice little keychain that he could attach to his backpack or fanny pack

Each time you give him a gift from then on, the shock doesn't go away and the smile on his face shows you each time that he appreciates it, but he does get a bit concerned on the amount of gifts you throw his way after a while

When he asks you why you give him endless presents and hears your reply that you just like seeing him happy, he laughs and playfully rolls his eyes at you

"You bet that I'm gonna start giving you gifts back because I'll start feeling spoiled! ...By the way, we should really get a bookshelf for these gifts, I think I'm running out of space."

[billdenbroughsgirl]

hi, can i request an eddie and richie hc with a reader who has a lot of freckles (i have freckles literally everywhere i hate them sm😭), please? thank you<3

-🩰 anon

i looooove freckles. as someone w/o them, i've wished for them like sm! anon youre beautiful im so fr. 🩰 anon pullin through w the hcs!!!! &lt;3

♡ SKIN STARS !! eddie & richie w freckled!reader

♡ EDDIE KASPBRAK

i've always thought eddie would doodle on his s/o's skin :)

especially if you have freckles!! he'd draw lil flowers, using your freckles as the dots in the center or petalsss

(if you're adults now) tells you how it reminds him of his cast, in the summer of '89

"this girl at school, i saw her when i was picking up my medicine... she wrote 'loser' on it. my friends crossed out the 's' with a 'v,' this is kinda like that :)"

if you tell him you don't like them, he'll kiss them

little pecks on your shoulders, cheeks, thighs, knees, eve!! ry!! where!!

(i love space, keep that in mind for this one) if you're at a planetarium date/stargazing, he'll trace the constellations on your freckles!!!

"you're my galaxy" with his cutie patootie smileee

♡ RICHIE TOZIER

taps on them (lightly) while making silly noises, like a tune :)

"fuckin' awesome," he grins at you. if you slap him (playfully), he'll whine "aye, i mean it!"

draws curves under pairs of them, so they're lil smileys

makes you close your eyes while he does this, then you try to find them!!

calls them polka dots n sprinkles

after you've been dating (or friends) for a while, if he's anxious or worried he'll subconsciously trace them with his index finger (awwww!)

that rly!! helps him calm down

this boy is very grateful :)