#you KNOW richie shows up to practices and takes pics

[marshbevvie]

new memes courtesy of us

(“Pssst.. Bill, Bev. Don’t you know about the Infection of That Haircut? Don’t you know I’m the sickest shit here but yet I’m germ-proof? Stan’s watching us. You tell Stan he can, he can he can shuttt uppp..” and then we both look at Eddie like he’s crazy and he distracts himself with his inhaler. He only says crazy stuff like this right after a really fun date with Richie. But his face! Mike thought this has “meme” written all over it.)

(Henry Bowers is an asshole, but this picture is a perfectly nice comeback. We all ended up in detention with them— we were framed I swear —and had to do a team building exercise. He’s not allowed to pummel us, so they were being annoying on purpose. I just had to take this pic.)

(We went on a road trip. Bill took this from the front seat; Mike was practicing driving so he was driving lol. Ben was screaming along to the radio and he’s a great singer ngl, Richie was trying to rap, Eddie was on WebMD showing Richie all this stuff about diseases, and Stan was.. going insane. The Losers know about my Tumblr.. and Stan thinks it’s funny to yank Richie’s glasses whenever we take a picture. Eddie got mad at him about it, but Richie doesn’t like it when his glasses have a glare in photos so he’s fine with it. I was yelling for them to just take me home because I swear Mike will never get his license if this keeps going on. We almost got into a crash. All in all a fun road trip..)

Okay so not really memes. But all these pictures made me laugh, and they look like meme formats, so take them, Tumblr. I’m so glad to meet so many other Losers online and share this shit with you!

[phantomturntech]

Highschool Au where Richie's in the photography club and finds his new muse

[theimpossiblehologramtree]

Hi! :3 I saw you were doing requests, I was wondering if you can do a birthday imagine (or Hc), your pic, with Richie? (Bc it’s my birthday (≧∀≦) ))Thanks for taking my request :)

Richie Tozier on your birthday would include

Pairing: Richie Tozier x fem!reader (headcanon)

Warnings: none, i didn’t proof read. The characters are all aged up (17-18)!

A/N: HAPPY BRITHDAY LOVE! Let me know what you think.

Please keep in mind that English is not my first language.

🐝masterlist🐝

REQUEST IF YOU WANT MORE

Gif is not mine. Credits to the owner.

Okay, let’s just say that Richie Tozier would have everything planned for your birthday.

He would just want to make his girl feel special and unique.

You woke up in the morning ready to go to school. It was last week of school so you had no more homework to do. That’s when you heard it.

It being a rock thrown at your window.

You were both confused and surprised by it. But there was only one person in the world that would throw rocks at your window on your birthday morning. Richie fucking Tozier.

You froze. That dumbass boyfriend of yours had the audacity to show up in the morning and piss you off.

+ “Rapunzel, let down your hair!” you heard him say, as he threw another rock.

“What the fuck do you want, Richie?” you yell, opening your window and dodging another pebble.

“Come on, sweets, it’s your birthday. I’m taking you out!”

You dressed up as quickly as you could and, without even saying hello to your parents, you ran outside to meet Richie. He lifted you up and spun you in the air. “Happy birthday, (Y/N)” he whispered in your ear. “I love you.”

He tried to persuade you to cover your eyes with a bandana, but you didn’t let him.

+ He put his arms around you, trying to tie the cloth around your face.

“Fuck off, Richie!” you said kicking him in the nuts kneecaps. “I am not letting you put this on me.”

“You’re no fun, sweetheart” he muttered and winced, massaging his knees.

So instead, he motioned you to sit on his bike behind him, and he rode to a nearby diner. You wrapped your arms around his waist and put your head on his back, inhaling his scent.

He bought you a stack of blueberry pancakes and a chocolate milkshake because “his girlfriend deserves everything on her special day”.

+ Later, he tried to buy you another milkshake and ice cream, but you convinced him otherwise.

“If I drink or eat anything that has sugar in it, I promise you, I’m gonna throw up on your lap, Rich.”

You just went to school, even though you guys had already missed the first period. You didn’t care that much though since it was almost summer and no one paid attention in class anyways.

Whenever your boyfriend saw you in the corridor in-between classes, he kissed you and slipped a small note with a compliment on it into your bag.

+ They were cute and simple and made your heart flutter. You’re beautiful, (Y/N). I’m so lucky to have you.

Your personality is amazing, sweets. You deserve the world.

After your last class, you spotted Richie’s tall and lanky figure next to your locker. He was holding a small bouquet of your favourite flowers, waiting for you to come over.

When you approached, a heartwarming grin appeared on his face. He gave the flowers and kissed your cheek. “Ready to go, princess?” he asked you, winking in your direction.

He took your hand in his, and before you could even say anything, he pulled you towards his bike. Miraculously, you escaped Henry Bowers and his gang and went to the quarry,

When you started to strip from your clothes to jump into the cold water, you heard a familiar whisper.

+ “Move over, Bill, have you got any idea how many germs there are in those bushes?

“D-defin-nitely l-less tha-an in your-r mom’s b-b-bed, Eddie!”

“Shut up or she’s gonna hear us, guys!” you heard Stan shush both of his friends. You could practically feel him roll his eyes. Giggling under your breath, you turned around to face your boyfriend, who tried to give the Losers a signal. He looked ridiculous, waving his hands around and making weird faces, trying to communicate with your friends.

Suddenly, the Losers jumped out from behind a nearby tree, singing ‘Happy birthday’ and wearing birthday hats. Mike was holding a cake, and Ben carried a small poorly - wrapped present.

You pretended to be shocked by their sudden appearance and wiped a fake tear from the corner of your eye.

You all ate the cake, that turned out to be made by Mike and Bill, sharing one spoon.

+ “There’s no fucking way I’m ever gonna eat with the same cutlery as you” protested Eddie, but after he saw you try the cake, he eventually gave in.

“Chicken fight!” Richie screamed and jumped with you into the water. You quickly climbed onto his shoulders and started wrestling with Beverly. You ended up winning, but you were sure that’s because it was your birthday. Nevertheless, you couldn’t be happier.

You all jumped from the cliff and made stupid bets like who can stay underwater the longest.

+ “No way, Benny boy!” your boyfriend argued after losing. “I’m sure you fucking cheated!

“Beep beep, Richie!”

After it started getting darker, you said goodbye to your friends and hopped on Richie’s bike. He took you to his house, where he helped you climb on the roof.

He put a blanket on the flat side and helped you lay down. You put your head on his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.

+ “I love you so fucking much, sweetheart” he whispered and kissed your forehead while playing with your hair. You hummed in response, closing your eyes.

“I love you too, Rich.”

I’m just saying that Richie would be the best boyfriend, you can’t change my mind.

[sandalaris]

001 Umbrella Academy and 003 Seth Gecko and 004 Buffyverse/Teen Wolf

Thanks @yossariandawn for sending this!

001 | Send me a fandom and I will tell you my:

Favorite character: Diego 💕 but Five is a close second.

Least Favorite character: Reginald! The only good thing I can say about him is that he brought the Hargreeves together. Oh, and I guess he did give Vanya her first violin. Still an awful guy though.

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon): Not sure I have a full five, but in no particular order: Lila/Five, Diego/Vanya, Agnes/Hazel, Luther/Alison, and Five/Vanya

Character I find most attractive: Probably Ben, but Alison is a gorgeous close second.

Character I would marry: Maybe Diego? Possibly Klaus after season two if he could stay sober.

Character I would be best friends with: Probably Alison. I feel like she and I would get along well in that regard.

a random thought: I hope there’s not an apocalypse next season, and I hope the next time they do an apocalypse, it’s not because Vanya loses control of her powers but rather some other siblings who sets it off.

An unpopular opinion: Luther was just as messed up as the rest of his siblings by Reginald and deserves the same amount of understanding/forgiveness for his mistakes.

my canon OTP: Luther/Alison are such a cute couple

Non-canon OTP: Lila/Five came out of nowhere and grabbed my attention in both hands and demanded I pay it the respect it deserves :P

most badass character: Five

pairing I am not a fan of: I can’t really get behind Ben/Klaus. Most of the other ships I’m at least neutral on, but that one just isn’t for me.

character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): I can’t say that they screwed her up yet, but if they magically bring the Handler back next season I think that’d be a major screw up on the writers back. Once I get, and I love the character, but they can’t keep killing her off and then bringing her back without the whole thing losing the impact it had the first time. (Now if they find a way to have her past self pop in now and again to make things sticky, I could be down for that, but I don’t want her back as a main antagonist again.)

favourite friendship: Ben and Klaus... which also might be why I don’t ship them romantically. They’re too much of a brOTP for me.

character I want to adopt or be adopted by: all the little Hargreeves! :( And maybe Lila too, let them have more normal childhoods.

I did the Seth one last because it ended on a bunch of gifs

004 | send me 2 fandoms and I will give yo my crossover OTP

BtVS and TW aired at two such different times that I don’t think I’ve ever thought about crossover potential between them.

And since I couldn’t seem to think of an OTP, I went with three potential dynamics I wouldn’t mind exploring XD

Is it odd that I think there’s potential between Willow and Peter? There’d have to either be some history there, maybe they bonded in early school years. Or else Peter manipulated and pushed Willow, either because he saw her as an easy target or because he sensed the magic potential in her and was poking at it, to the point she snapped back. Once its established that there’s some hefty bite behind the fuzzy sweaters and nervous babble, he’d get curious. And curiosity would eventually lead to some kind of relationship, whether romantic or platonic. Peter would become weirdly protective over her, but not in a physical sense so much as a he speaks to her in a way that isn’t designed to provoke, and will glare/threaten those who he feels isn’t giving her the care she deserves.

I think I could also at least mildly ship Scott/Dawn for some reason. I don’t know why, but I feel like his puppiness and her sort of optimistic awkwardness could click. Plus he’d take the whole “I was a glowy blob of energy for most of my life” thing in stride. 

Oz, being BtVS’ primary werewolf, would have been great as a Just Passing Through wolf who runs into the Hale pack circa Derek’s keeps-turning-high school-students phase and who ends up sticking around for a bit. He’s not an official pack member, he likes his lone wolf status just fine, but he’s discovered quite a bit of harmonizing with his inner wolf and ways of controlling a shift that he ends up becoming kind of a much needed mentor. He also has a plethora of much needed supernatural knowledge and unlike Deaton, he’s willing to share.

003 | Give me a character & I will tell you Seth Gecko

How I feel about this character: Sarcastic, grumpy asshole with selective morals! *heart eyes*

All the people I ship romantically with this character: Kate... that’s it, the whole list. No seriously, all the ship questions below have the exact same answer... Kate...

My non-romantic OTP for this character: Gecko Brothers are brOTP to the max. They are ride or die for each other and I love that they are such a package deal.

My unpopular opinion about this character: Not sure I have an unpopular opinion on him specifically. At least not one that I haven’t mentioned before, lol.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon:  Whoops, almost missed this one. The show did a pretty good job at showing Seth’s journey, I’m not sure there’s anything I would change per say, but maybe getting to see a bit more of what was happening during the time between seasons. The Mexican Honeymoon and the Seth and Richie integrating into the culebra world, that sort of thing.

my het ship: SethKate 100%

my fem/slash ship: I really only ship him with Kate... so maybe Kade, the stubborn preacher’s son trying to hold his family together after the death of his mama when they’re family vacation gets hijacked by a couple bankrobbers trying to flee to Mexico.... and I actually remember seeing I think it was a gif set, but it might have just been some pics, of someone’s idea of a genderswapped Kate Fuller and now I’m trying to figure out the actor they used...

I’m kind of picturing this guy (only with a dye job and maybe some green contacts), but he’s got a more masculine version of Madison’s jaw and his nose, while not perfect (she’s got a pretty unique nose) is long and slender like hers, and his eyes have that sort of slight downward angle.

I found one other guy that might work, his mouth was spot on and his eyes were practically perfect, but his nose is all wrong, his look much edgier (although that could be easily changed), and his jaw/chin wasn’t quite right. He’s here if you‘re curious. :)

my OTP: SethKate... yeah, I’m pretty predictable :P

my OT3: I’ve at least enjoyed the occassional Seth/Kate/Richie fic, so that’d probably be the closet I have to an OT3 for Seth

my cross over ship: er... I’m not sure I’d put Seth with anyone else. Maybe for funsies I’d play with the idea of movie!Seth/show!Kate and/or show!Seth/movie!Kate, but that’d be as far into crossover territory I’d take him romantically.

my kink: I don’t know that I have a go-to one, but that little one sentence prompt where Seth tries to seduce Ms. Fuller? I really want to explore more of that. So student/teacher?

a head cannon fact: Seth, for all his rebellion and bluster and rudeness, doesn’t know it but he wants the approval of those he sees as father figures, to himself and others. With guys like Uncle Eddie it comes out as trying to please them, charm them, make them like him and find him worthy of their approval and praise. For others, like Jacob Fuller, who he thinks will never accept him, will always find see him as beneath him, he goes of his way to try and prove that he doesn’t want or need their acceptance, shoving it in their face at every turn.

my gender bend: Michelle Rodriguez is the first person I thought of. I wish I could find more pics of her in Seth approved outfits, but you’ll have to make due with what I did find :P

Now I’m picturing female!Seth and male!Kate (who will forever be Kade in my mind) during their Mexican Honeymoon and that tearful good-bye at the gate.

[stellar-alley]

•The One With The Maniac•

So this oneshot is gonna be just a little bit different from my others. It's going to be based on a song! I'm hoping to do a couple of different songs oneshots. This one-shot is gonna be based on Conan Gray's Maniac. I hope you guys enjoy!

Also, just a little disclaimer if the Losers are kinda out of character...

Summary: Based off of Conan Gray's Maniac. Richie wants Eddie back so he shows up at his home all alone, with a shovel and a rose.

~

Maniac

You were with your friends, partying When the alcohol kicked in Said you wanted me dead

Friday's sun was setting over the small town of Derry. Two teens finished off a six-pack of beer as they sat side by side in the back parking lot of their local mall.

"Rich, Truth or Dare?" The redhead asked the trashmouth as he passed her his cigarette before responding, "Dare" he smirked.

The girl took her time, pondering about the dare. She blew smoke into the cool April air before she spoke, "If you could kill one person at school, who'd it be?".

"Bev! I said a dare, you've gotta get your ears checked darling-"

"Answer the question and you'll get your damn dare" She responded, a glare in her eyes. He tended to do this when he didn't get what he wanted.

"Fine... If you've gotta know, it's that asshat from the cafeteria. Eddie fucking Kaspbrak" He responded with a rolling of his eyes.

"Isn't that the guy who ruined your shirt?" She asks, although her voice is soft, not much emotion since she's paying more attention towards the cigarette between her fingers then the conversation she was having. "The guy you dated?" She wondered allowed,  without realizing the line she had just crossed.

"Yeah, the total creep. And the nerve of that kid! Coming up to me in the cafeteria, ruining my favourite shirt. I wish I could've given him the beating he was asking for" Richie mumbled as he pulled another cigarette out from his pocket and lit it. He was tired of always having to wait for Beverly to pass hers back.

It wasn't as big of a deal as Richie made it out to be. Eddie was walking through the cafeteria with his friends, The Losers. The trashmouth was in the mood to have a little fun. So just for shits and giggles he stuck his foot out from beneath the lunch table and waited for trouble. Eddie hadn't noticed the hazard when he walked by, but that didn't mean he didn't trip and spill his mystery soup (not event the lunch ladies know what's in that shit) all over Richie and his favourite shirt.

Well, that's what he claims, the shirt was the one he won during his first track meet, the meet that changed his entire high school career, he did come in third after all. It's what got him from the losers table to the table everyone wished they sat at with the popular kids. (cliche ikr?). But his real favourite shirt wasn't technically a shirt at all, it was a button-down shirt, some may even call it a Hawaiian shirt. It was white with dark blue palm trees, but he never told his friends that, well at least his new friends... They didn't really know much about him, aside from the whole 'track star' thing and Richie wanted to keep it that way.

"Then do it... Anyone who ruins Richie Tozier's favourite shirt deserves it" Her response was laced with mockery, practically holding back the laughter.

Richie suddenly sat up a little straight, puffing his chest out in an attempt to seem more manly. "What? You think I won't?" He scuffed as Bev rolled her eyes.

"I know you Rich. Your bark is worse than your bite. You say you'll do it, and never will" She glanced away right when Richie jumped off the ledge, landing on the pavement before subtly stumbling over his feet. He quickly caught himself and tried to play it off. The two had been sitting on a ledge in the back parking lot of their local mall.

"Yeah. Well, guess what, today's the day you're wrong. Get ready to eat your own words, Marsh!" Richie practically shouted.

He'd already turned to walk away when Beverly shouted to him "Take pics for me". There wasn't much emotion in her voice though as she knew that Richie wasn't going to do it. The two had been friends for years and she would bet that Richie would make up this elaborate plan but end up spending the night alone in his room, then wake up with an ache in his wrist. So she simply watched his back as he slowly disappeared into the night.

So, you showed up at my home, all alone with a shovel and a rose

The front door opened almost immediately after Richie knocked on it.

"Hell-oh..." The voice stopped mid-sentence. Their eyes grew wide with shock "What the hell are you doing here?", the boy at the door hissed. Before either of them could get another word out, the boy at the door glanced over his shoulder and slipped outside, gently closing the door behind him.

Standing before Richie was his ex-boyfriend. The two had been best friends for the majority of their lives and decided to start dating in their sophomore year of high school. It went extremely well since the boys were head over heels for each other, powered by the countless years where they never admitted their love for each other.  Let's just say they had an epic love story, but the ending came too soon.

Richie was tall. Well taller than the boy who stood before him, he had a couple of inches on him for sure. Richie's hair was a mess of dark curls that flopped onto his rugged face. Unlike the other boy who's hair was layers of neatly combed brown waves that perfectly framed his soft face, where his confused eyes stared daggers at Richie.

"Eddie I'm so-" Richie started.

"No, stop-"

"Please just let me explain".

"Start with why you have a fucking shovel" Eddie jetted his hand out to motion towards the shovel that Richie had held over his shoulder.

"Oh yeah, shit" He cursed before carelessly dropping it, letting it clatter on the front porch. Now with the shovel gone, the only other thing in his grasp was the rose. "Eddie, please... I messed up and I'm sorry..." His voice drifted off as Eddie crossed his arms over his chest.

'Cause people like you always want back what they can't have But I'm past that and you know that So you should turn back to your rat pack, tell 'em trash

"Yeah, Rich. You and the rest of the fucking world! You're the guy who wants everything that you can't have. You know that I don't swoon over you like everyone else at that damned school and it drives you completely insane" Some could say Eddie wore a smirk on his face, but it was really his way of bitting back the tears that were begging to escape.

Tell all of your friends that I'm crazy and drive you mad

"Fine. Okay, whatever. You're so fucking stubborn. Eddie, I'm apologizing! I never do this and what, you can't even accept it! I'm trying to fix something here" Richie stopped to let out a breath of air, a heavy sigh. "This is exactly why we never worked, cause you drive me insane. I can't believe I let things get this out of hand, I should've dumped you when you started stalking me-"

That I'm such a stalker, a watcher, a psychopath

Then tell them you hate me and dated me just for laughs

So, why do you call me and tell me you want me back?

"Richie, you are the one who told your friends that it was a joke, that we weren't dating, then you went and cheated on Sally fucking Jenson..." Eddie's voice cracked as the memories of the past years flashed through his head.

The taller boy angrily ran his hand through his tangled curls. "I had to! I had to put on a show for the rest of the world so they'd get off my fucking back. What was I supposed to do? My boyfriend wouldn't even go public with me because of his overprotective mother" Richie knew the moment he said the words that he had just dug his own grave. "Shit, Eddie-" But he got cut off by the boy with watery eyes.

"What Richie, what do you want me to say? You knew that if I came out as being gay that my mother would fucking disown me. But you couldn't handle that..." his voice drifted off when a tear rolled down his cheek. He inhaled a shaky breath before continuing, "Y-You needed someone to show off to the whole school. Cause that's who you are, Rich. You're the Prince, but I'm not your fucking princess, not anymore...".

Richie didn't get another chance to say anything as Eddie's words were followed by the loud sound of the door slamming in his face.

You maniac You maniac

He knew to get behind the wheel was a mistake, especially after a couple of beers. But he had no other choice, he needed to get home somehow. On the drive home, he couldn't get Eddie off of his mind. He was furious, well... he wanted to be. He wanted to be so mad that he'd go and out Eddie to his mom, just to see his expression. But no matter how mad he wanted to be, he just wasn't. Because he knew Eddie was right. He knew that he called Eddie a crazy stalker to his friends because of the one time Eddie followed him to the mall where he went on a date with Sally Jenson. That led to some bullying by his friends and he felt really bad, but what was he supposed to do? Stand up for his now ex-boyfriend and risk losing his rank? But those asshats never really got him, or his stupid jokes... Only the Losers ever did. Only Eddie really loved him, not the jocks he hung out with now.

Sadly to realize this, Richie's mind needed to focus more on his inner dialogue instead of the road he had just driven off of. The sudden force caused his head to slap against the steering wheel, sending a wave of pain through his head.  This mind was spinning.

Am I dead? SHIT wow... Heaven looks a lot like my shitty car- OH NO, IT'S HELL! Wait-

His thoughts were cut short by the soft music still playing from his car radio. Slowly the sweet sound of Sufjan Stevens' Mystery Of Love pulled him back to reality. He realized that he'd driven off of the road and landed in a grassy ditch.

Okay, Richie, you've got this... Just look around and see what happened

After calming himself down, that's exactly what he did. Looking around at the wreckage, it was clear he'd dented his hood and the bumper of his car, but everything else seemed to be intact.  That thought changed when he felt something under his nose. Quickly wiping under his nose with the hem of his sleeve, he realized his nose was bleeding.

"Fuck..." He mumbled, resting his head on the steering wheel.

You just went too far Wrecked your car, called me crying in the dark Now you're breakin' my heart

The phone rang one and a half times before it was answered. Richie was greeted by a voice that sounded normal as if he hadn't been screaming at his ex-boyfriend only a little over an hour ago.

"Hello?"

Richie wished he could've sounded as good as Eddie had.

He tried to steady his breathing, to sound strong, but he was only able to produce shaky words with a weak voice, "Eds... baby, light of my life, I fucked up"

The words sent shivers down Eddie's spine. He hadn't heard that phrase in a very long time. To others, the words 'Light of my life', are just other words of endearment. But to Eddie and Richie, it was a code, taken directly from The Shinning. It meant that the other needed help, that they were in an uncomfortable situation and needed to get out. For example if Eddie was about to have a panic attack in class and needed to let Richie know he'd signal him over "Light of my life, I need to go use the bathroom" and then he'd help Eddie. Or if Richie got invited to someone's house and he really didn't want to go, he'd use the code phrase and Eddie would come up with some fake thing they had previously planned to get him out of that situation.

Eddie jumped from his bed and retrieved his coat from the closet, simply asking "Where are you?", before leaving the house.

~

When Eddie left Richie on his front step, he rushed to his room, hoping to avoid his mother so she wouldn't see the tears streaming down his cheeks.

Fuck, FUCK! I was just getting over him... But of course, he's gotta come back right when I'm getting better.

There was a while where Eddie just laid on his bed on top of the covers. He was curled up into a ball, holding one of his stuffed animals close to his chest as he filled its fur with the tears that fell from his eyes.

By the time Eddie's phone lit up with a call from Richie, the other boy had already cleaned himself up and was reading in bed. As he attempted to escape his current situation.

So, I show up at your place right away

Wipe the tears off of your face

While you beg me to stay

Eddie pulled over onto the side of the road near the area where Richie's car sat in the ditch. The car visibly looked okay from behind, well aside from the smoke coming from the front of the car. Eddie slowly approached the vehicle, examine the damage as he got closer. The hammering of his heart in his chest only worsened the closer he got to the car.

His heart sunk when he realized that the driver's side door was already open. What he saw next caused everything to stop, his breathing, maybe even his heart. Richie wasn't there. Eddie quickly stuck his head inside.

"Richie?" His voice filled with urgency and worry as he examined the car. He wasn't in the back, or anywhere! The blood on the steering wheel only made things worse. "RICHIE!" Eddie shouted, getting out the car. His mind was racing as he raked his hand through his hair. Suddenly it felt like he couldn't breathe, no matter how hard he inhaled he could never catch his breath.

"H-Hey Eds..." The voice was weak, tired, but loud enough to reach Eddie.

The boy's head snapped towards the source of the voice, "RICH" Eddie almost exclaimed. Richie had gotten out of the car and dragged himself on the grassy little hill that led to the road. He was sprawled out in the dark green grass, with a bloodstain on the neck of his shirt.

Eddie ran to him, sliding onto his knees to be beside Richie before asking, "Holy shit... What happened?". After only a moment of being beside him, Eddie smelt something, he leaned closer and inhaled through his nose, "Fuck, Richie have you been drinking? I can't believe you honest-". But the shorter boy stopped when a pair of arms wrapped themselves around him. Richie had sat up and hugged Eddie tightly. At first, the other boy didn't know how to respond, but he slowly gave in and returned the hug. At that moment he felt his breath finally return to his lungs.

He realized in that moment that no matter what he was feeling or where they were, Richie was always able to calm Eddie down. Whether his head was in the clouds or he was in the middle of an anxiety attack, Richie was the only one who knew what to do, and it always worked.

Richie eventually pulled Eddie down onto the grass with him, where the two laid together, their limbs all tangled up and their fingers laced together as they held hands.

Well, people like you always want back what they can't have But I'm past that and you know that

Eddie's head was laying on top of Richie's chest. Slowly rising and falling with the deep breaths that Richie was taking. He slightly shifted his position, he tilted his head up to look at Richie. His eyes were clouded as he stared blankly up into the dark sky. "Are you really sorry?" Eddie's voice was low and soft.

The words caused Richie's eyebrows to knit together in confusion. He slowly sat up, leaning on his elbows causing Eddie to slid off of his chest, he laid beside him. "Eddie, I meant every word I said. I am really sorry about everything I did. I-I let the popularity get to my head, but you know I'd leave all of that behind if that meant I'd make you happy, you know that, right?".

Did Eddie know that? Did he trust him enough to not act out, to not cheat again or spread lies? What was he kidding... The two losers had been best friends since fricken kindergarten, he wasn't going to let Richie's title of Derry High Track Star change that. Cause deep down he was still his Trashmouth.

There was a moment where the two just stared at each other as if Richie hadn't just gotten into a car accident. It was like the rest of the world stopped for a couple of minutes, giving them time to just think.

"Prove it, Trashmouth" Eddie's demand caused a small shiver to run down his spine, no one has called him Trashmouth in a long time. "Prove that you're sorry".

"Whatever you want, my dearest spaghetti" Richie said, slowly closing the distance between the two.

Eddie didn't protest when Richie got closer. He almost didn't even react, he just sat there in shock when Richie's lips brushed up against his own. The kiss was very short and sweet as if the trashmouth was just carefully testing the waters. But Eddie had been testing the water for so long now, trying to figure out his feelings. Sometimes you've just gotta dive right in. That's what he did.

A moment after their lips parted, a smile filled Eddie's face before he leaned back in and kissed Richie Tozier. This kiss was different from the last, it was passionate and forceful, Eddie practically pushed Richie back onto the grass.

The kiss was filled with emotion. It was every moment that the boys didn't spend together over the past two years. Every time they wanted to call, every time they missed the other's touch, every sad night alone and sob session. Finally reunited under the stary night sky. After a childhood of yearning for each other, plus two more years.

So you should turn back to your rat pack, tell 'em trash Tell all of your friends that I'm crazy and drive you mad That I'm such a stalker, a watcher, a psychopath Then tell them you hate me and dated me just for laughs So, why do you call me and tell me you want me back?

Their lips parted for a moment and Eddie took the chance to ask "What about your rat pack?". His voice was quiet and mumbled before the two kissed again.

This time Richie leaned away, he gave Eddie a look and asked  "Why now Eds? Gotta ruin the moment" he smirks up at the shorter boy who laid on top of him, "What about them?".

Eddie pulled away, he mirrored the smirk that Richie wore, "What are you gonna do with them? They aren't exactly my biggest fans. What do they think I am again? A stalker? A watcher? A psychopath?". A playful tone filled his voice before he leaned down and kissed him again.

In response, Richie wrapped his arms around Eddie's waist and rolled over, so now Richie laid on Eddie's chest, his legs slowly wrapping around Richie's. "Fuck them Eds. It's you Eddie, it's always been you..." Richie's voice drifted off as he buried his head deep into the crook of Eddie's neck. His eyes closed while he soaked up the warmth from the other's body. He released a shaky exhale as  Eddie wrapped his arms around Richie's tired body.

"I-I love you Eddie" He whispered. For the first time in a long time, he was serious, no dirty undertones or jokes, he was sharing his true feelings with the boy he cared for most.

"I love you too Richie" he could feel Eddie's cheeks curl into a smile against his own. But he could also feel the smile when it faltered, "Never leave me again" the cold voice said as Richie leaned away so he could look Eddie dead in the eyes.

"It's you and me against the world, you maniac".

Word count: 3486

I hope everyone liked this one shot! I know it was kinda out of character but I really enjoyed writing it and giving the two different backstories and all. I also really enjoy Maniac by Conan Gray and I'm so happy I got to make my own story based on it.

Anyways I really hope you guys enjoyed this song based oneshot, and be prepared cause I've got more like this plan. And if you have a song that you want me to turn into a Reddie one shot then comment or message me! I take requests (;

That's all from my guys,

Until next time

so long and goodnight

[sftbyers]

- ok so

- modern ryers long distance au 

- they meet online, probably on some type of forum or page where will posted pictures of his art 

- in his late night internet escapades, richie comes across will’s art, and he doesn't exactly know why but he's so entranced by it

- so he decides to message the artist, probably something like “hey, saw pics of ur art and i am so impressed, can't wait to see more!”

- will’s response only takes a couple of minutes, and he replies “oh my god thank you so much!!! so pleased you like it, more on the way! :D”

- and fuck, richie can practically feel the cuteness through the screen

- so, although will’s reply doesn't exactly call for a response, richie gives him one anyways

- and from there, they message a lot

- like, a lot

- after a few weeks, they trade social medias and then eventually numbers

- and yep, they both basically fall in love as soon as they see pictures of each other

- it takes a few more months after that, and many late night facetimes before richie eventually blurts out how much he likes wlll

- “like, like like?”

- “yes will, like like”

- will gets so so shy, blushes so much, but admits that he likes him too

- they start dating, and its great, except for the fact that richie is in derry and will is in hawkins 

- so, for their six month anniversary richie decides to surprise will by showing up in hawkins

- joyce is a big help in organising, as is jonathan, and the losers especially offer advice and support

- before he knows it, richie is on a flight to hawkins

- when he arrives, jonathan is there to pick him up, and even though its awkward at first richie is quick to break the ice (which he's very good at)

- jonathan struggles to hide his smile when for 90% of the car ride richie talks about will

- when they make it to the byers’, joyce greets richie with the biggest hug and goes on and on about how happy will is going to be

- after a while, she ushers him to will’s bedroom, where richie is going to wait for will until he arrives home 

- he’s waiting for only 10 or so minutes until he hears will arrive and holy shit his heart jumps at the sound of his boyfriends voice 

- he hears him make his way towards his bedroom and he’s suddenly questioning whether or not this was a good idea after all until the bedroom door opens and suddenly he's face to face with will 

- “richie?” 

- “will” - it comes out like a breath

- they’re kissing before either of them can say anything else

- “what are you doing here, i can't believe you're actually here, what the hell richie” will’s talking so fast and hugging richie so tight he can barely breathe

- “i know that this is crazy as fuck, but i thought it was about fucking time we met, didn't you?”

- will’s too busy crying to say anything else

- they don't leave each others side for that entire week

pt 2

[richie-txzier]

Shut The Fuck Up, Eileen

Request:  Do you need a prompt?))) Soulmate AU: you can hear the thoughts of your soulmate! Fluff Reddie?

Requester: Anon

Pairing(s): Eddie Kaspbrak x Richie Tozier, Stan Uris x Bill Denbrough

Word count: 2060

Warning: None

Author: Admin Tozier

Note: I added to the AU slightly so that when you kiss your soulmate you stop hearing their thoughts

“Alright, who THE FUCK HAS COME ON EILEEN STUCK IN THEIR HEAD AT 3 FUCKING AM?”

Bill loves his friends. He really does. He believes each one of the six people in his friendship group brought something - a new perspective into their otherwise monotonous, sickeningly-suburban lives. Mike brings the logical aspect, while Ben balances this with emotional opinions; Stan brings cynicism, while Bill brings optimism; Beverly brings calm, while Eddie… Yeah, Eddie brings unadulterated rage that, if they all weren’t so used to it, would make have them all shaking their boots, because, despite his short stature and smooth young complexion, this boy had a dirty mouth and a glare to match.

Piled on the small pic-nic bench during their lunch break, the six Losers watched as Eddie paced in front of them, eyes blazing and hands flailing wildly as he emphasised his points with crude gestures towards the sky as if his soulmate would be able to see them somehow. He twisted towards them with a disbelieving and manic expression, “All I wanted to do was take a fucking piss and this goddamn bastard just had to be thinking, admittedly, a great song, but definitely not one appropriate for the time of night! But the worst thing was they weren’t even the right lyrics! THEY WEREN’T EVEN THE RIGHT LYRICS, GUYS!”

Eddie collapsed on the seat between Beverly and Mike, breathing heavily and tugging his jumper sleeves over his hands to rub at his eyes. Beverly smiled softly and wrapped an arm around his shoulders to hug him into her side, plucked the lollipop out her mouth, and remarked, “At least it’s a good song this time.“ 

They all shuddered as they remembered the expression Eddie held after he had to go all day with Final Countdown pounding in his mind. It definitely made Bill grateful for the comparable calmer mood Eddie was in this time; but, with a tug in his heart, he realised it may be because of how exhausted Eddie was. He had his head rested on Beverly’s shoulder as if he couldn’t hold it up himself, dark bruises under his drooping eyes and just an overall slouched demeanour so unlike the usual pristine boy held.

He looked fucking shattered. 

Bill felt Stan reach over to steal a couple of Bill’s M&M’s, and, with his signature lip curl, snorted, "Maybe he thinks he’s a goddamn DJ." 

Mike shook his head, stroking Eddie’s hair softly and they all watched with a similar stinging feeling how he tilted into his touch with closed eyes, a yawn roaring from his mouth, "He’s an asshole, that’s who he is." 

"And it was so fucking LOUD as well. Like, Jesus, how can someone think loudly?” Eddie whined into Beverly’s shoulder, and she rubbed his back, freezing for a moment as she completely took in what he had said. 

“Wait it was loud?” She repeated. Eddie nodded. 

“Well, that’s great!” Ben erupted from across from her, smiling brightly through his peanut butter and jelly sandwich, “That means they’re close!" 

"They better not get too fucking close or I might just ‘accidently’ kill them,” Eddie grumbled as he picked his head up to start massaging his temples. Mike patted his head, “It’ll be all over soon, Eddie. You’ll find ‘em.”

Eddie dropped his face in his hands with a groan. 

Eddie really wanted to meet his soulmate. He really did. The prospect of meeting the person the universe had literally said is the most compatible and wonderful person for you was a glorious idea if it ever happened. But right now, he would gladly give up his soulmate if it meant them shutting up for five fucking seconds. He honestly didn’t know if this person ever stopped thinking; thoughts when he was brushing his teeth in the morning, thoughts all throughout the day when he’s trying to concentrate on work, thoughts while he’s eating dinner, thoughts when he brushes his teeth before bed, just thoughts all day, every day, non stop.

Eddie wondered if anyone had gone insane from too many soulmate thoughts. Maybe he would be the first.

That would be cool, I bet I’d get a reward as I was shipped off the loony bin-

What if rocks are actually soft but just tense up when we touch them? 

Oh fucking hell here we go

If I were in a video game I wonder what kind of stats I’d have? 

Fucking 0 intelligence, I can tell you that, Jesus Christ

I wish I cried macaroni because I would get free macaroni and that would make me so happy that I would cry from happiness and make more macaroni

...what the actual fuck?!

Eddie's pen went straight through his English work and he cursed under his breath, and then promptly smacked his forehead onto his desk with a groan. He was losing sleep over this; nights of where his brain wouldn't shut off became sleepless, causing him to curl up in a ball and try to push the loud thoughts of someone else from his mind. They were loud, which meant his soulmate was nearby, maybe they went to his school? That would be convenient. He knew the best places to hide a body around here- 

"Mr Kaspbrak?" A voice interrupted his vengeful plotting and he lifted his head to meet the stern look of his English teacher, "Are you alright." 

"Sorry, sir, I'm uh, don't feel too well. May I go to the bathroom?" 

The teacher glanced at the clock and sighed, "I suppose so. It's nearly the end of class so take your belongings with you." 

Eddie nodded before sweeping all of his things into his backpack and bustling out the classroom, ignoring the curious stares of his peers. He could feel the pounding in his head with every step he took and decided maybe going to the bathroom was the best solution after all - he didn't want to be stuck in the lunch rush anyway. He swung open the door, slipped into a stall and leaned his throbbing head against the cool cubicle door. 

With scrunched up eyebrows, he wished his soulmate luck if they were to ever meet. 

"Anyone seen Eddie?" Bill asked, slowing his steps to look at the backs of the apparent five of them his mouth drawn to a line. He bumped his lunch tray between Stan's shoulder blades and the curly haired boy shouted in protest, twisting to see his innocently smiling face with an unimpressed expression.

"He ran off in English. He said it was to the bathroom, but I think he was having soulmate problems again." He offered and sped up his steps in case Bill was to nudge him again. 

"I hope he's okay..." Ben said, looking back into the hoards of children crowding the corridor. 

The five of them appeared outside, the white blinding autumn sun piercing their vision causing Beverly to squint to see that their usual pic nice table had been taken by another group of friends. 

"Bastards." She reacted simply and scanned the rest of the courtyard to see if there were any free spaces. All were taken except for one near the edge which held a sole boy that, with a sudden brightness of her eyes, she instantly recognised. "Let's go sit with Richie!"  

"Who the hell is Richie?" Mike asked, being the first to follow her with his packed lunch swinging in his hand. She didn't answer as she reached the table, setting down her lunch tray.  

He looked up suddenly, the noise of the tray scaring him, and the momentum causing his large and frail looking glasses to bounce out of place on his nose. He fixed them, smiling widely as he recognised the redhead, showing slightly large front teeth out of plump lips. 

"Bevster! What a pleasure to see you this fine Wednesday afternoon!" He spoke with a fake cockney English accent, one that broke considerably due to the chip he was still chewing on. 

"Heya Richie, how's life?" She asked as the rest of them tentatively sat down around them. Ben and Mike slotted in next to Richie as Bill and Stan quickly sat next to Beverly, unsure of the new person. 

"Wondrous, now that the prettiest girl in school has blessed me with her presence," Richie remarked, flashing her a wink. Ben tensed up next to him. 

"Shut it, Rich." She laughed, before realising the rest of them were awkwardly looking at them, "Oh shit! Richie, these are my friends, Bill, Stan, Ben and Mike! Guys, this is Richie, we hang out when I smoke sometimes." 

There was a chorus of various greetings from the rest of them and Bill even leant over the table to shake his hand, which Richie laughed at. There was a bang as the doors to the building slammed closed and Bill looked behind her to see Eddie has emerged and looked confused. 

"EDDIE!" He shouted and the boy jumped to look over in his direction, before coming over. 

"Fuck me, Beverly, how many friends do you have? This is getting close to a gang bang-" 

Richie stopped as Eddie reached them and he took in the boy's face.

Mama mia, he's adorable

"Fucking hell!" Eddie said aloud, clutching his head and stumbling back, his face contorted in pain. Mike jumped up to skip around the table and hold his elbows as try to look at his face. 

"Eddie, Eddie! Are you alright?" Eddie looked up at his friend before leaning sideways to stare a the wide-eyed long dark-haired boy. 

"YOU!" Eddie shouted, ripped away from Mike's gentle hold to point at Richie intensely. 

"ME?!" Richie exclaimed back. 

You fucking asshole! 

Richie winced in pain, hand coming to hold his head as he stared back, realisation melting over his features until a brilliant beam shot through his face. He muttered a soft, "Holy shit." 

Ben's jaw was slacked while Beverly's mouth was curled into a warm grin as in unison they said, "No fucking way." 

Eddie's eyes were rock-hard as he glared at the taller boy with all his might, Richie's goofy smile slipping as Eddie clambered to stand on the table, towering over the now standing gangly boy, steaming practically bursting from his ears.

"He's going to murder him," Stan stated quietly as he sat to the side, casually playing with Bill’s fingers, the two of them watching the scene unfold. Bill clicked his tongue.

"Think positive!"

"I'm positive he's going to murder him."

Eddie stomped over the top of the table to land on the seat Richie was previously sat on, his short stature now meaning that they were now face to face, "YOU'RE THE FUCKER WHO CAN'T STOP FUCKING THINKING ALL HOURS OF THE GODDAMN DAY! DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO TRY AND SLEEP WITH SOME FUCKER SHOUTING IN YOUR HEAD ABOUT CRYING FUCKING MACARONI! OR-OR-OR FUCKING BEACHES MADE OF FRENCH FRIES?! ARE YOU ALWAYS HUNGRY?-" 

Hands suddenly came to cup his cheeks and Eddie was suddenly being tugged forward, his mouth crashing into Richie's. He froze, eyes blown and looking at Richie's closed eyes behind thick frames as his soft mouth moved gently into his. 

And honestly, as much as Eddie ranted and raved about wanting to murder his soul-mate, this was the feeling that ultimately changed everything. Suddenly he realised why people do so much for those who they loved, why they'd sacrificed everything just for a taste of this kind of physical affection from someone that made a rush whoosh through them, electricity spark across his skin and his heart drop so far he felt it in his stomach. 

Eddie looked shell-shocked as Richie pulled away, his own eyes wide as he was sure he felt the same thing. Richie’s voice was breathless as he spoke, “I’m Richie, by the way.” 

“Eddie.” He replied, a smile twitching at his cheeks. Richie chuckled shortly and then stepped back, hands going into the pockets of his heavy denim jacket. 

“At least now you won’t hear my thoughts anymore.” Richie offered. Eddie blinked. 

“Oh um, yeah.” 

They stood awkwardly for a moment. 

“I think you stood in my fries.” 

“I think you should kiss me again.” 

Eddie smacked a hand over his mouth, surprised at the words that jumped from his throat. Richie just grinned. 

“You’re cute, Eds.” 

[tabloidtoc]

Us, May 11

Cover: Prince Louis turns 2 -- inside the life of a little prince 

Page 6: Loose Talk -- Hugh Jackman recalling what wife Deborra-Lee Furness once said after turning down a chance to party with Mick Jagger, Eva Mendes on self-isolating with daughters Esmeralda and Amada, Tom Holland on being asked if he has any issues he needs to work out with his quarantine buddies, Rupert Grint referring to his Harry Potter character’s house while praising a midwife for her work on the front lines, Serena Williams’ response when asked about BFF Meghan Markle moving to America 

Page 8: Contents 

Page 10: Hot Pics -- Kylie Jenner runs errands in Beverly Hills 

Page 11: Kevin Hart in the pool with kids Heaven and Hendrix and Kenzo, Sarah Silverman shows support for New York’s healthcare heroes, Sofia Richie and Scott Disick on the beach in Malibu 

Page 12: Serena Williams in princess attire with daughter Olympia, Pink and daughter Willow, Brian Stokes Mitchell, Jennifer Lopez and a mask-wearing Alex Rodriguez in Miami 

Page 13: Molly Sims with kids Grey and Scarlett, Pierce Brosnan, Justin Theroux and dog Kuma 

Page 16: Garden of Eatin’ -- celebs with green thumbs plant their own grub -- Christie Brinkley, Lauren Conrad’s son Liam, Elizabeth Hurley, Martha Stewart 

Page 17: Eva Longoria and son Santiago, Kelis, January Jones, Cobie Smulders 

Page 18: The Craft -- stars channel their inner Bob Ross -- Demi Moore, Ireland Baldwin, Dax Shepard and Kristen Bell’s daughters Lincoln and Delta, Amanda Seyfried

Page 19: Sutton Foster, Lucy Liu, rumored couple Common and Tiffany Haddish, Sharon Stone 

Page 20: Game On -- the stars are total players -- Terry Crews, Jonathan Scott and Zooey Deschanel, Chip Gaines, Drew Barrymore 

Page 21: Elizabeth Banks, Joe Manganiello and Sofia Vergara’s son Manolo, Wells Adams and Sarah Hyland and their dog Boo, Tori Spelling and Dean McDermott and kids 

Page 22: Pillow Cases -- stars take on the #PillowChallenge -- Tracee Ellis Ross, Farrah Abraham, Anne Hathaway, Halle Berry, Sarah Michelle Gellar 

Page 24: Stars’ Kids They’re Just Like Us -- Snooki’s daughter Giovanna stretches, Brie Bella and daughter Birdie apply makeup, Chrissy Teigen and John Legend’s son Miles drives, Busy Philipps’ daughter Birdie wears a facemask 

Page 25: Kourtney Kardashian’s son Reign cooks with help from dog Cubs, Kylie Jenner’s daughter Stormi takes a bath, Matthew Morrison’s son Revel brushes his teeth, Gabrielle Union’s daughter Kaavia is on the phone 

Page 26: Stars They’re Just Like Us -- Gugu Mbatha-Raw chills out in LA, Naomi Watts cleans house in The Hamptons, Aubrey Plaza walks her dogs 

Page 27: Daphne Oz exercises, Melissa Gorga takes out the garbage, Gwyneth Paltrow does a face masks 

Page 28: Hollywood Moms -- Laura Prepon on her kids Ella and her new son 

Page 29: Loren Brovarnik’s baby boy Shai arrived early, giving back is important to Eve and husband Maximillion Cooper, Braunwyn Windham-Burke and husband Sean have seven kids for quite the quarantine crew 

Page 30: Love Lives -- Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson and Lauren Hashian are practicing making babies again during lockdown 

Page 31: Gigi Hadid had a special 25th birthday with Zayn Malik and Bella Hadid despite being in quarantine, Nina Dobrev and Shaun White are really into each other and laugh a lot, Cody Simpson has had the best six months with Miley Cyrus 

Page 32: Hot Hollywood -- Katherine Schwarzenegger and Chris Pratt baby on board 

Page 33: Kanye West and Kim Kardashian have been arguing lot and Kanye is really getting on Kim’s nerves because all the parenting duties are falling on her, Chrissy Teigen continues to dominate in the Twitter game against trolls, Jay Cutler and Kristin Cavallari have called it quits 

Page 35: Don’t Worry Be Happy -- Parks and Recreation returning for a 30-minute special, Hoda Kotb pronounced an Arizona couple husband and wife via Zoom on Today after they were forced to cancel their larger wedding, Beyonce is the latest to join the myriad of A-listers making generous donations to those affected by the coronavirus, Tom Hanks gifted a young Australian named Corona his Corona typewriter after the boy was bullied, New Kids on the Block are giving us another reason to dance 

Page 36: Cover Story -- Prince William and Princess Kate Middleton are rising to the occasion and proving that they’re ready and willing to take the throne 

Page 39: Prince Louis’ amazing technicolor birthday 

Page 40: At 70 years old Richard Gere just welcomed his third child. He joins this illustrious club of age-defying A-list men -- Mick Jagger, Elton John, Alec Baldwin 

Page 41: Clint Eastwood, Bruce Willis, Steve Martin, Jeff Goldblum, Eddie Murphy 

Page 42: Stars have made some pretty bonkers pandemic purchases while locked up in their houses -- January Jones, Jennifer Aniston, Seth Rogen

Page 43: Chrissy Teigen, Melissa McCarthy, Paris Hilton, Do or Dye? Quarantine boredom? Box color to the rescue -- Hilary Duff goes blue, Dua Lipa goes pink 

Page 44: Wellness warrior Mark Wahlberg opens up about his superfit life in quarantine 

Page 46: My Healthy Day -- Teddi Mellencamp 

Page 48: Style -- Double Denim 

Page 52: Us Musts -- Darren Criss on Hollywood 

Page 53: Robbie Amell on Upload 

Page 54: Leah Messner on her new memoir 

Page 58: Fashion Police -- Gigi Hadid and Bella Hadid edition 

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