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dontcallmeeds · 2 years

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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antisociallilbrat · 9 months

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Normal People Scare Me Chp. 1

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Summary: In the wake of a past year that held nothing but tragedy and hardships, Bill and Susan Denbrough set their sights on a new home, someplace quieter than their current L.A. residence. They do so in hopes of saving their fraying marriage. They have an incoming baby to think about after all. Derry, Maine is where they happened to find themselves relocating. Specifically to a nice, older house on Neilbolt Street.

What will happen when they learn of their new house's infamous, bloody, history in town? Or when they start to realize that some of the stories and rumors that cloud around the house are indeed true? When will they realize that some of the residents in their new home have their own agenda for the relocated couple?

During their time here they'll meet many colorful people in the town of Derry. A few of these faces include the sweet gardener Mike who works for the house on Neilbolt to the punk kid Richie who always seems to be lurking around. Can't forget about Sonia and Eddie Kaspbrak, their new neighbors who may not be who they seem. And there's Sheriff Henry Bowers who just gives Bill a bad feeling.

Or I wrote a fic with an au so far removed from AHS Murder house that u can read it w/o seein it

Bc this fic is so tag heavy I'm only going to post it to Ao3 bc I want to make sure you read the tags first but I'll still post about when I update the fic over here.

Time for some quick housekeeping though under the cut.

This fic is apart of the 'finish your shit' big bang. Bc of how Ao3 works I'm going ahead and publishing the first chapter. This fic about 70% done, I have the first ten chapters done at least, plus all of the 'history of the house' is written. The next few chapters need to beta read and once they are I'll post them too. Bill will actually show up next chapter.

The last chapter of this fic will be posted Oct 31st, Halloween. I don't think I'm going to have a posting schedule, I just need to get all 39 chapters out between now and then. I'm hoping to not post so quickly that there's a lull between what I have and what I need to write so for now I'm going to space the updates out.

The reason Bill is with 'Susane' and not Audra is bc I have other plans for Audra. She will pop up and I'm excited about how you all will get to meet her. And Susane is a canon IT character, she's Bill's first publicist. You'll meet her next chapter.

I want to thank Wilbur (@reikunrei) for listening to my long rambles about this fic and I want to thank VTsuion for being my beta reader- it means so much

This fic idea has been in my head since 2020 and it's kinda crazy it's actually happening

Anyways thanks for reading! More to come!

#first post back from my hiatus and you know it was going to somehow have Bill #even though...he's not in the first chapter #he's in the next one I promise!#bill denbrough #stanley uris #richie tozier #eddie kaspbrack #mike hanlon #ben hanscom #beverly marsh #it 2019 #it 2017 #stenbrough #reddie

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curtisology15212 · 9 months

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In addition to my bio, yes, I am open to roleplay.

(Please read this if you do plan on roleplaying with me!!)

I don’t plan on listing a novel on my style and how I do so, but I will list some simple details below. (Also, if you’re interested and wanna know more just DM me and I can give you more info!)

Staring off, I’d like to say fandoms (I do have characters out of each I’d prefer but I’m extremely lenient and understanding if there are preferences that my partner has)

I just like being able to go as a character that I favorite (I generally like characters like I act like as a person and that I can relate to)

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SLC PUNK! — Steve “Stevo” Levy / “Heroin” Bob

—> I prefer to be Stevo

Scream — Tatum Riley / Sidney Prescott

—> I prefer to be Tatum

Stuart “Stu” Macher / William “Billy” Loomis

—> I prefer to be Stu

Senseless — Tim LaFlour / Darryl Witherspoon

—> I prefer to be Tim

The Outsiders — Ponyboy Curtis / Johnny Cade

—> I Prefer to be Ponyboy

Sodapop Curtis / Steve Randle

—> I prefer to be Steve

Keith “Two-Bit” Mathews / Dallas “Dally” Winston

—> I prefer to be Two-Bit

American Horror Story — Violet Harmon / Tate Langdon

—> Either

Basically any ships (I don’t really have any down at the moment)

IT — Patrick Hockstetter / Henry Bowers

—> I prefer to be Patrick

Patrick Hockstetter / Victor Criss

—> I prefer to be Patrick

Stanley Uris / Bill Denbrough

—> I prefer to be Stanley

Eddie Kaspbrak / Richie Tozier

—> I prefer to be Eddie

FNAF — Michael (Afton/Schmidt) / Male OC

—> I prefer to be Michael

Michael (Afton/Schmidt) / William Afton

—> I prefer to be Michael

Michael (Afton/Schmidt) / Jeremy Fitzgerald

—> I prefer to be Michael

Future Man — Josh Futturman / Wolf (Corey Wolfhart)

—> I prefer to be Josh

The Hunger Games — Peeta Mellark / Gale Hawthorne

—> I prefer to be Peeta

Peeta Mellark / Finnick Odair

—> I prefer to be Peeta

(And other ships too)

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I’m pretty much good with anything

I can be either character! Just let me know your preference!

(I’ll Do SFW and NSFW)

-No One-Line Replies (Please!!)

-No Making It All About Your Character

-If It’s An 18+ Roleplay (And You Have A Specific Submissive Character Please Don’t Make Them Too Whiny/Helpless)

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- Just let me know about any trigger you may have, your preference, if you want [NSFW, SFW, or Both], what app you’d prefer using (Discord, Tumblr…), Etc.

- Also, I ask a lot of questions for my partners comfort, mostly plot based and about characters.

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That’s Pretty Much It! ♡

I’ll most likely continue adding onto this periodically.

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sunshinereddie · 2 years

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what instruments do you think the losers would play

OOOOH i love this.....

well in all of my band/musician richie aus i am a hardcore supporter of drummer richie. i can just SO imagine him going absolutely insane on the drums so drummer richie will always be in my heart <3 but also, i can imagine him in like. high school band class just fucking around playing all the instruments (and getting in trouble). so i think that he would also be able to play lots of instruments ! maybe not all of them super well, but i like to imagine that he would be sort of a jack of all trades when it comes to music :)

i also loooooove to imagine beverly playing bass and electric guitar !!! she is just so cool and i just know she would absolutely ROCK IT playing those !!!!!! plus her and richie having jam sessions with guitar and drums in richie’s garage, having so much fun but giving poor maggie a headache

i think bill would play piano! since his mother plays, i think she would have also maybe tried to teach bill and georgie. bill was never very good at it, he would have much rather spent his time playing outside with his friends than learning how to read sheet music, but on those cold rainy days he often found himself sitting at the piano with his mother and following her hand movements on the keys.

i can see stanley doing piano or maybe violin lessons as well growing up/in his early teens. but i also have my own little hc that stan went through a punk phase in college, so i also like to imagine that maybe he got into electric guitar :) buuuut he also never forgot his classical piano + violin training! so just imagine college stanley, in his punk phase, whipping out a violin and playing this beautiful classical piece- idk i just love that idea ahaha

ben gives me ultimate guitar vibes. idk just when i think of ben + music i think of him being the guy who plays the guitar for everyone around a campfire. he’s a quick learner, and so he can always take requests and play people’s favourite songs and he’s always so fun to be around when there’s a guitar. also, i can imagine him playing the guitar as a way to destress, and bev also loves to listen to him play those gentle melodies.

for mike, i guess this doesn’t really count as an instrument, but i love to imagine him with a beautiful voice. he’s enjoyed singing all his life, he would sing songs with his parents while working on the farm, he’d hum little tunes to himself while doing chores, and he was always the best out of all of the losers at karaoke. so i like to imagine that whenever the losers bring out their instruments to play, mike is the one accompanying them with his voice :)

idk if this is a thing for all schools, but where i live in grade 6 we had to choose an instrument to play for mandatory music class. so imagining that this is the case at derry middle school, i imagine that sonia kaspbrak would say no to a lot of the instruments that eddie wanted to play. no wind instruments, that could trigger his asthma. no string instruments either, his fingers are too delicate. no percussion, the volume of the drums and cymbals could damage his little ears. so eddie has to play the only instrument left……. the triangle. (but in all seriousness, i do have a hc about eddie playing the guitar that i posted quite a while ago!)

thank you for this request !!! sorry it took so long :)

#sunshinereddie asks #the losers club #richie tozier #beverly marsh #bill denbrough #stanley uris #ben hanscom #mike hanlon #eddie kaspbrak #the losers club hc

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reddie-ao3feed · 2 months

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Sugarhigh

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/cbVQtU2 by festerfairy Joe runs Empire Records, an independent Delaware store that employs a tight-knit group of music-savy youths. Hearing that the shop may be sold to a big chain, slacker employee Richie Tozier bets a chunk of the store's money, hoping to get a big return. When this plan fails, Empire Records falls into serious trouble, and the various other clerks, including lovely Eddie and gloomy Stanley, must deal with the problem, among many other issues. (literally copy and pasted the official movie summary) Words: 1974, Chapters: 1/10, Language: English Fandoms: IT (Movies - Muschietti), IT - Stephen King, Empire Records (1995) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Multi Characters: Eddie Kaspbrak, Richie Tozier, Beverly Marsh, Bill Denbrough, Ben Hanscom, Mike Hanlon, Stanley Uris, Rex Manning, Joe Reaves, other empire records characters Relationships: Eddie Kaspbrak/Richie Tozier, Mike Hanlon/Stanley Uris, Ben Hanscom/Beverly Marsh, Bill Denbrough/Stanley Uris Additional Tags: No Angst, Coming of Age, Empire Records AU, Fluff, Richie Tozier Loves Eddie Kaspbrak, Eddie Kaspbrak Loves Richie Tozier, Eddie Kaspbrak is a Mess, Richie Tozier is a Little Shit, Richie Tozier & Stanley Uris Are Best Friends, Punk Richie Tozier, punk mike hanlon, Asexual Mike Hanlon, its the 90’s!, Aged-Up Losers Club (IT), they’re in their early 20’s !, Beverly Marsh Knows Everything, Eddie Kaspbrak & Beverly Marsh Are Best Friends, Richie Tozier is a Slut, Complicated Relationships, Fluff and Humor, Trans Stanley Uris, Bisexual Richie Tozier, Bisexual Beverly Marsh read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/cbVQtU2

#reddie #richie tozier #eddie kaspbrak #it 2017 #it 2019 #fic rec #reddie fic red #stephen king it

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stenbrozier · 4 years

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Young, Dumb Love (Punk!Eddie Kaspbrak x Reader)

Plot: After Eddie gets kicked out of his house for disobeying his moms rules, your parents open up their home to him. He’s really broken up about it, but he’s glad he has you by his side.

Based off of “Kissing In Cars” by Pierce the Veil

Warnings: child abandonment, angst, + swearing

A/N: This has been my favorite song since I was 12. It holds a really special place in my heart and I’m genuinely surprised I hadn’t wrote anything for it sooner.

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Eddie showed up on your doorstep that morning, backpack on his back, two duffel bags in either hand. He had tears in his eyes and an apologetic look on his face, shrugging his shoulders as you took in his broken form and asked “Baby, what happened?”

Truly, he didn’t even know what happened. He was fighting with his mom about the pills, chucking them into the toilet disobediently as he screamed at her with as much force as he could muster up. He has been dealing with it for 17 years, dealing with the controlling and the pushing around and the cruel punishments. Eddie was done. He bleached his hair freshman year, started stealing some of Richie’s band shirts, (the ones that didn’t fit Richie), and he even had you paint his nails. His mom didn’t like the new look, that was the point, but Eddie hated how the look of disappointment that washed over her face still made him feel like a failure despite how happy with himself he was. He finally was able to be who he was supposed to be, and his mom just shit all over it, not like he expected anything less.

“Why are you doing this, Eddie?” his mom screamed, hurt evident on her face. “I just want what’s best for you. Instead, you run off with that whore of a girl and act like you have no self control.” She gestured towards his body with a disgusted look on her face.

“What the fuck is your problem, Mom?” He pounded his fist on the old, granite counter of the sink, feeling the entire vanity shake. “I’m finally happy. Let me be happy!”

“You can go be ‘happy’ somewhere else,” Sonia said through gritted teeth, crossing her arms over her chest. “Pack your clothes and go.”

His face softened at her change in demeanor, and a lump developed in his throat as he shook his head back and forth. “M-mom, I have nowhere-“

“Go, Eddie,” she responded sternly, pointing towards his room. “Pack your clothes. And. Go.” She walked off down the stairs, leaving him to stare at himself in the bathroom mirror, silent tears steaming down his face.

You invited him into your house, yelling back at your parents, who were in the kitchen wondering who it was that it was Eddie. They came out quickly, noticing that he had bags. Their eyebrows furrowed, but they ultimately offered to give him a place to stay until he was able to figure out what he was doing when you both went off to college. While your parents weren’t too keen on you having a serious boyfriend before 18, they realized that they should let you live your life, even if it came with ultimate heartbreak if you and Eddie didn’t work out. You had both already picked a school to go to together, NYU, and were excited to start a new life and get the hell out of Derry. You brought Eddie up to the guest room, letting him put his things on the floor before dragging him to your room to cuddle on the bed. It was a given that despite his things residing in the guest room, every night Eddie would sleep with you.

“I’m sorry that she kicked you out,” you said softly, running your hand through his hair as he sniffled into your chest. “I’m glad my parents let you stay.”

“I am, too,” he answered, his voice thick with tears. “And...and I can help pay them in anyway they see fit. I have the job at Keene’s, I can get another summer job too once school ends if they-“ You shushed him, running your hand down from his hair to his shoulder, massaging it a bit.

“They’ve already said that they hope you use that money to get away from Sonia and for college,” you giggled out, not because it was funny but because of the sheer irony of the statement. “I’m sure they’ll just have you help around the house or something like that. Maybe you’d have the mow the lawn every once and a while.” He nodded, adjusting himself so that his chin was now on your chest, his eyes looking up into yours.

“I love you,” he whispered shamelessly, his right hand going down to splay over your hip as he reached up to kiss your neck. “I love you so much. Thank you for being you.” You sat up a little, moving to lay against your headboard as you wrapped him in a tight hug. Tears pricked the sides of your eyes as he rubbed his right thumb over your waist and his left hand snuck to your back, pressing your even further against him.

“How are we gonna tell the others?” you asked softly, sniffling and trying to prevent the tears from falling. You looked into his chocolate eyes, bloodshot and watery as he shrugged. “Should we even tell them?”

“No, we definitely should,” he frantically answered, scooting up to lay against the headboard next to you. “I think we should wait though, see if things cool down with my mom.” You shook your head, placing one of your hands in his hair and messing with it’s unruliness.

“You’re safer here,” you whispered, planting a soft and gentle kiss on his cheekbone. “I want you here.” He tugged you on top of him, flipping so your head was now on his chest. It was crazy how a boy, whom was just kicked out of his own home, could hold so much love for others that he’d much rather comfort you in this moment.

“College is in three months anyway,” he pointed out, his thumb still tracing over your hip bone. “We’ll go to New York and never have to come back.”

You and Eddie had made the decision to both apply to NYU, wanting to go to a good school as well as get away from Derry. You knew the other Losers were going all over the country, Bill, Ben, and Mike staying Maine, Richie and Bev going to California, but Stanley was also going to NYU. It was going to be a big change for all of you, but that’s what you needed to be able to adapt to adult life.

“We’ll be okay.” You took a deep breath, nodding at his words. “We’ll be together and it’ll all be fine.”

You smiled up at him, staring back into his eyes. “I can’t wait to live my life with you.” He blushed at your words, and you snickered at the scene: a boy clad in all black with painted nails and chained blushing at your words.

“I can’t wait to live mine you, either.” He placed a soft kiss on your temple, shutting his eyes and enjoying the peace that came with the silence that you engulfed yourselves in.

#punk!eddie kaspbrak #eddie kaspbrak x reader #eddie kaspbrak headcanons #eddie kaspbrak smut #richie tozier x reader #bill denbrough x reader #stanley uris x reader #mike hanlon x reader #ben hanscom x reader #beverly marsh x reader #it chapter one imagines #it chapter two imagines

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writeyourownlifestory · 4 years

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L I G H T S U P

Chapters: 3/20 Fandom: IT Rating: M Warnings: No warnings at this time Relationships: Eddie Kaspbrak/Richie Tozier, Beverly Marsh/Ben Hanscom Additional Tags: PunkRocker!Eddie, Writer!Richie, Beveddie!Friendship, No Clown Written by: myself & @ahardlife Tag list: @richietoaster, @beproudtozier, @that-weird-girls-blog, @s-onora, @s-s-georgie, @bellarosewrites, @iamcupcakefrosting, @reddieonwheels, @ghostnebula, @madidraw @madi-main, @gazebobullshit, @thoughtfullyyoungduck, @airbenderking

Puff piece writer Richie Tozier is given the chance of a lifetime to interview his celebrity crush: Dr. K, the lead singer of punk rock band, Trashmouth. Dr. K is about to release his first solo album and Richie wants to get all the dirty details. But all is not what it appears to be and the two realize they know each other from a different time, in a different place, when they were both very different people.

Chapters One, Two

Kill My Mind - Louis Tomlinson

You kill my mind Raise my body back to life And I don't know what I'd do without you now

Kept me living From the last time From a prison of a past life On a mission just to feel like When you kissed me for the last time

While he may not have been the most studious of those who worked at Paper Boat magazine, Richie was anything if not professional. He stayed up throughout the night as he pieced together the interview to send to Bill. He wanted to ace that job, mind you. Even if he just did fluff pieces and bullshit reports, he always made sure his work was coherent and easy to read.

When the following day came, he made his way back into the studio, clutching a large coffee with a double shot, recalling what the singer said again and again.

What the fuck did he mean by it was nice to see you again?

He thought about all the people he had met throughout the years in the industry and nope. Dr. K wasn’t on that list. He had been a fan of Trashmouth since he was a junior in college, there is no fucking way he would have forgotten meeting him even if it was early on in his career.

As he made his way to his cubby, he stumbled into Georgie, who was adjusting his camera and making his way down to the designated photoshoot area.

“Jesus, you look terrible. What happened to you?” Was the first thing he asked him.

“Thanks for the support, little man. I appreciate it,” he commented with a chuckle. “I had to edit the interview and it took longer than expected.” He admitted sipping at his coffee, trying to make it seem casual.

He also stayed awake, examining the selfie he had taken moments before the bombshell. He had seen Dr. K’s face nearly every day for the past eight years. Richie was very sure if they had met before, he would have recognized him.

You don’t just forget about meeting a fucking rockstar even if you met them before their star status.

“Oh, right,” the guy nodded, going back to set his camera. “He’ll be here in five. The singer guy. His assistant just called me,” he informed.

Sometimes he forgot that Georgie was nearly ten years younger than Bill. Still in college with a lush career on his shoulders all thanks to his brother’s connections. He would be jealous of the little fucker if he wasn’t such a damn sweetheart.

“Cool. Cool cool.”

“You can come along if you want. No one is allowed access other than me and Bill, but since you’re doing the expose on him, I don’t see why you shouldn’t be there too.”

“Oh. Right. Thanks.”

And he was panicking again. He really shouldn’t be because like Georgie said, he was just a singer guy. Except he wasn’t. He was Dr. K. Lead -- former -- lead singer of Trashmouth. A band that meant more to Richie than he is proud to admit at this very moment.

As they made their way down to the secluded area, Richie’s mouth started watering. Was that normal? He’d have to check with a doctor. A real one. True to words, Dr. K and Beverly arrived a few minutes later with Bill in tow. Georgie greeted them kindly, while Richie just stood off awkwardly to the side, staring out at him like a psycho as Georgie explained what they wanted him to do.

It wasn’t going to be anything wild. Richie had seen other promotional photos of the man and while some of them helped him get through some very lonely nights, this wasn’t going to be like that. They weren’t giving him stupid props or greasing him up.

He would wear the clothes he came in with (black jeans and a black and white checkered button-down), and Bill would talk to him throughout it just to keep him confident and relaxed. It was pretty standard with Paper Boat. They wanted real people so having a photoshoot that was more photoshopped than anything wasn’t their cup of tea.

Giving Georgie a minute to set up, Richie watched as Dr. K approached him, that particular smile sitting so comfortably across his lips. It only made Richie more nervous.

“Hey Richie,” He greeted him casually.

“Hey! Hi. Good morning,” He rambled out, his hand still clutching his coffee. “Excited for the shoot?”

“Nothing new to me to be honest, though I do appreciate your boss not lathering me up in lube.” He admitted with a small shrug.

“That was a great shoot. I mean, I doubt it was comfortable and it had to be a bitch to wash off, but ten out of ten stars for me.” He mentioned, rolling on the balls of his feet. He was teetering. Waiting. Waiting for what though? If he didn’t spit it out he would miss his chance and then the mystery would only continue. “Hey, can I ask you something real quick?”

“Shoot.”

“Yesterday, at the interview before you left, remember? You- you said it was nice to see me again,” he started, pausing as Beverly came over, passing Dr. K his own cup of coffee.

Richie took a slow sip of his mouth, hoping to quench his throat that was suddenly very dry.

Dr. K thanked her, sipping at his cup as Beverly left them again. “Mhm, I remember.”

“Well, I’ve been thinking about it and honestly dude, I don’t remember ever meeting you.” He finally confessed. “Did we like, have a class together in school? I highly doubt it because you were touring while I was getting my bachelor's, but I really can’t find you anywhere in my mind. And trust me, I would remember someone like you. Cute, and sexy, and talented. You’re like a triple threat and I have like, seven shirts with your face on it, plus multiple pictures of you in my apartment, and I’ve seen you perform sixteen times in the past eight years, and I should stop talking now because Bill is literally right there and told me I shouldn’t embarrass myself and me-“

Dr. K started laughing then, soft and sweet. His smile only grew and those dark eyes shimmered almost lovingly. “Beep beep, Richie.”

And after that he was whisked away by Georgie. They didn’t apply much makeup other than some powder to help with the shine. Richie was left standing like a fool, watching as Dr. K was placed where they wanted him and Bill began talking to him as the photoshoot began.

“Beep beep?” Richie muttered aloud, trying to remember where he heard that before.

Until it clicked.

“Beep beep, Richie!”

Richie laughed aloud, turning back to make sure the other boy was still behind him. It was summer and they were kids, which meant they were going to do whatever the hell they wanted to do without a single care in the world. Their town was small and boring, so what else were two ten year old kids supposed to do? Sit at home and watch cartoons?

They rode their bikes around town, finally making it to the standpipe where they could have a bit of privacy. They went there more often than not, as it was the only place in the whole damn town that wasn’t a waste of space.

They hurried inside, just as they had so many times before. As children, preteens, and then finally teenages. Sure, two ten year olds running a muck was pretty annoying, but it was the thirteen year olds that caused the most trouble, with their potty mouths and terrible ideas.

Richie lead the other boy inside, sneaking through the rickety door and up, up, up the stairs until they reached the very top. It was the only place high enough where you could see beyond Derry. See the horizon as the sun set down and actually know there was more of this world than just their shitty town.

“All right, Rapunzel! I’ve brought you back to your tower, far away from that terrible, terrible witch that kept you captive!”

“That’s not even how the story goes, dumbass.” The other boy laughed.

His words were meant to be cruel, but they weren’t. And his gaze wasn’t one of disdain but appreciation. Richie adjusted his glasses, moving closer to the other boy. “Either way, I’m still the prince charming, here to save the beautiful prince.”

The other boy rolled his eyes fondly.

“If your mom puts you under a sleeping spell, I’ll have to be the one to kiss you awake.” Richie announced.

“Wrong princess, Richie.”

“You do look rather sleepy, Eds. Maybe I should try it now? Just for practice?”

“Beep beep, Richie.” The other boy replied, pulling the taller boy in to kiss him softly.

Richie hurried out of the studio, going up the stairs and out onto the street to gather from fresh air. He felt a tightness in his stomach that he hadn’t dealt with in a very long time. He was sweaty and jumpy as people moved along the street beside him. It was as if he had seen a ghost and in some ways, he had.

There was only one person in his life who said those words to him; the mocking clown nose sound that would be used to sensor him or shut him up.

It was him. After all these years. After all the nightmares. After all the therapy sessions he finally walked back into his life.

Eddie Kaspbrak.

They had been friends since kindergarten. Best friends almost right off the bat. Eddie was a shy kid who didn’t do well with crowds and Richie was a class clown who was shunned from all other cliques due to how obnoxious he was even from an early age.

They were two people who didn’t belong in the small town they were trapped inside. Two boys who shared common interests and scars, and more importantly, secrets.

Eddie Kaspbrak was the reason Richie turned into such a basket case, so afraid to come out of his shell and be proud of who he was.

And it was Dr. K that helped Richie step out of the darkness and into the light.

Now it appeared they were one in the same.

There was no other way around it. Nobody else had ever said such a thing to him. “Beep beep” had been their thing, the thing Eddie would say to get him to stop talking back when they were just kids. There was no possible way anybody else would know that.

After finally realizing he wasn’t happy with the life had been living Richie went to therapy where he basically cried out every sad story he had to tell. In the end the therapist suggested he reach out to his old pal. Richie looked him up on every social media account he could but there was no sign of him anywhere.

It was like he didn’t exist anymore.

In the back of his mind Richie thought the worst and he had good reason to. Things didn’t end well for them back when they were kids. They were torn apart due to the prejudices of society and the pure hatred from Eddie’s mother. He always wondered what happened to his friend, especially since it was very clear that he and Eddie were more than friends.

There was a time when he used to think they were fucking soulmates. It was silly to think and he was just thirteen when those thoughts popped into his head into his head but back then he didn’t care.

It was just him and Eddie against the world. But the world ended up winning in the end.

Richie left the studio then, unsure of how he was supposed to carry on with the rest of the day with the knowledge he now had. He had practically gotten sick of it, thinking back to his childhood and how terrible things had turned out for himself.

He felt sick, like every time he got nervous about something. He felt sick and scared and happy? All of a sudden. Yes, he went to therapy because he thought his best friend was gone for good. Shit, he even called to as many conversion camps he could find information about across the country. Really, Sonia Kaspbrak would do anything to keep her son for herself.

And now Eddie was back in his life. How could he not see it? He went to sixteen concerts, got a poster of the band in his house, he even got cold showers courtesy of Dr. K. It was going to be a whole lot to process it. Process, first of all, that Eddie was alive. Two, that he was in his life again and even remembered him. And three, that he was Dr. K.

What. The. Fuck.

Richie went home hoping to collect his thoughts though it didn’t turn out the way he hoped. He was going absolutely bonkers trying to control all these new revelations that were coming his way.

He tried to get his mind off it; even jumping into the shower hoping the warm water would make him feel like a normal person again but that was all for nothing.

He had to talk to Eddie. Obviously he remembered him. Remembered the things they used to say to one another. He felt like he was going out of his mind.

Looking at the clock, he swore sharply. He would be gone from the studio by now. Richie was mentally kicking himself for running away but it’s what he did best.

There had to be another way. He was desperate but he didn’t want to give up that easily.

So he called Bill, hoping to use his small amount of improv and acting skills to get him in good. “Bill! Buddy! Shit man you’re never gonna believe this.” He spoke drastically.

He told Bill this wild story about how he was watching a documentary on Galaxy Quest that got him excited, resulting in him knocking over his coffee cup onto his computer, which short-circuited as he was editing the interview.

“I got it back up and rolling but I wasn’t able to save. Yeah, it’s gone man. All of it. I was hoping you had the number of his assistant so I could reschedule another one on one.”

“You gotta be more careful, Rich. MacBooks aren’t cheap.” Bill replied with a laugh.

He texted him the number of Dr. K’s personal assistant.

Easy as that.

Richie was ready to relay the whole story back to Beverly and when he did he thought that maybe it would be just as easy. Of course, it wasn’t.

“Mr. Denbrough asked enough questions during the photoshoot to qualify as an interview. Surely that shall suffice, Mr. Tozier.” She spoke coolly.

“It could but it wouldn’t answer the hard-hitting questions that our readers want to know about,” Richie replied. “Look it will only be a few minutes. I’ll even come to him if you give me the address.”

“I very well can't just give you the address of Dr. K’s home.” Beverly laughed off dismissively.

“Bev — can I call you Bev? — I need you to work with me here. I know I sound desperate and pathetic but I want you to know from the bottom of my heart, I am both.”

He wasn’t going to sugar coat it. He ran away because he was a weak bitch but he had to talk to Eddie about this. Needed him to fill in the gaps of their lives.

“Ten minutes, that’s all. I don’t want to waste his time, I just want to talk to him. You can even supervise if you’re worried I’m gonna jump him or anything.”

“You don’t give up easily, do you, Tozier?”

“Actually I’ve been known to give up very easily. It’s just different this time around,” Richie confessed.

The line was quiet for a moment; too quiet that Richie thought that maybe the call dropped. He pulled away to look but found Beverly continuing.

“He’s not at his current home. He’s staying at the Waldorf Suites until further notice.” She explained.

He told her the name that he was staying under and explained he would be there for the rest of the night. Richie looked down at the paper, his heart jumping in his throat when he saw the name he was currently listed under “Spaghetti” which just hit too close to him.

“Don’t do anything stupid, Mr. Tozier.” She warned lightly.

“I make zero promises, Ms. Ringwald.” He said before ending the call.

He jumped up from his seat then, rushing off to change back into his clothing so he could hit the road and get some answers.

#Lights Up #Richie Tozier #Reddie #Reddie!AU #Reddie AU #Eddie Kaspbrak #Punk rock #punk!au #Punk!Eddie Kaspbrak

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etherdragons · 3 years

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i feel like it’s relevant to tell y’all this file is named “bev and eddie bffs again because i love them”

#Eddie Kaspbrak #Beverly Marsh #Stephen King IT #IT (2017)#I imagine them like this circa 1999 #'wants to be punk pero su mama won't let him' kaspbrak and 'grunge isn't a phase it's a lifestyle' marsh bffs or bust #♔

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theoniprince · 3 years

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Popcorn for two

ReddieWeek 2021, 12-13 Sep

[Accidental Dating]

The two are waiting for Stan. They want to go to the cinema together. However, Stan the man has other plans. He wants to help his friends to finally come together after circling around each other for ages. So Stan plays cupid. He pretends to come as well, but in the end Richie and Eddie will be alone. Hopefully they will take this chance.

(I had to finish this one before I start somethin’ new)

@reddieweek

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yo so I’ve got some losers club thoughts for you, mi amigo.

im making playlists rn and bill is totally emo. mike listens to county. bev is like indie-emo. richie likes midwestern emo shit. ben likes his cute lil indie stuff. stan is obsessed w folk music. and eddie exclusively listens to anxiety tunes, idk how to classify that as a genre but it’s real i pinky promise.

i want your take on what the losers listen to, these are just my thoughts.

ah fiddlesticks!!! sorry i just noticed this in my whatchamacallits. thank you for the ask ily anon!!!

i’m not Too Good with genre names n stuff tbh, but i will try my best, and also just talk out my arse for a bit

i totally agree with you on Bev and Richie, they went through emo phases for sure. Bev defo more on the indie side, Paramore too!! Hayley Williams was her bisexual awakening. she’d be a huge Mother Mother fan

i particularly think Richie was a Music Elitist™️ in his younger years (a secret enjoyer of One Direction though) and eventually lets himself enjoy anything and everything (like, i see him liking comedy music, Flight of the Conchords, Steel Panther, Weird Al etc) HUGE Fall Out Boy/Blink 182 fan. but also i think Went and Maggie are music lovers, which accidentally pushes the Music Isn’t As Good As It Used To Be mentality

Stan i can totally see being a folk lover, like Fleet Foxes, Father John Misty, Sufjan Stevens, Simon & Garfunkel, Harry Nilsson etc. Stuff he can play while bird watching, soft music, but also he’ll sit in the mental void with “i am a rock” by S&G playing on repeat. but also i think since he calls Patty Baby Love, he’s gotta enjoy 50s/60s music, sweet little love songs. i think Stan is just the biggest romantic

I can see Ben being a boy band/indie/country fan (since he’s a canonical Rootin Tootin Cowboy Bootin wearer) but like Love Song Country?? he LOVES Shania Twain and early Taylor Swift in partics. but also 1D, nsync, 5sos etc

Mike I can see maybe soft/pop-country, Dolly stan. but i think he’d like funk & folk too. Tim Buckley!! he’s folk-funk (fonk?) But Mike is the most agreeable with music, he likes to see his friends happy, and he’ll listen to anything that they play without complaint

i’m picturing Anxiety Music and my brain is either going Stephen Sondheim/hyper pop/spa music ahhhh. Have you got examples of anxiety tunes? I think Eddie would be a pop fan (like i just simply believe he loves Madonna, Billie Piper, Gaga, idk) i can see him liking hyper pop too, stimmy songs??

this meme is Eddie (and it goes with @clownjizz’s amazing headcanon with Eddie and listening to new music. in that Eddie will not do it)

i hate to say it but i kinda think Bill would like Oasis, he’s pulled out a guitar and unironically played Wonderwall. but like i think Bill would be pretty open with music too, he’s mostly into the lyrics of songs, so like he’d sit and dissect and analyse Hozier lyrics - since he’s The Writer

idk, this is my take with a more modern losers club!! i’m sure there’s other opinions out there!! with my Losers playlists, it’s mostly off vibes and like individual songs rather than like genres and artists? but hopefully this was an okay response!!!!!!! i’m sorry this is such a long post!!!!

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