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peachtozier · 21 days
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hey! heres the next part of my 30k hit celebration :) below this readmore are three snippets, as well as some directors commentary about where the story wouldve ended up, if I had finished it. enjoy!!
1. from 2020, titled "smoking buddies",
And Bev tasted like strawberry right now, from her lip gloss and the punnett of fresh berries she’d bought for them to share. “I know,” Bev says. “Alright, big boy, one more and then I have to pick your outfit out. I know all you’re planning on wearing is this shirt.” “The plan was no clothes,” Richie says, and Bev laughs into the kiss. Richie ends up laughing too, their teeth clacking together uncomfortably, and it makes them laugh harder. “Yeah, that’s my master plan. Strip down, seduce-” “Richie,” Eddie says, from the doorway. Richie reflexibly pushes Bev away.
my bevchie platonic kissing fic! from the notes, apparently this was supposed to finish with a bill/ben/bev trio + reddie, but all I have in the document is three or four bevchie making out scenes. good for them!
2. from 2023, labeled "stepping stones 2"
When he was younger, he loved tightrope walking. It was so dangerous, but that was the best part. His mother never approved of it. She was borderline okay with the contortion, because it didn’t involve heights or running or animals. But not tightrope walking, not silks, not hand balancing. If she was here, she’d have a heart attack. The rope dips suddenly, like there’s new weight standing on it. Eddie’s head snaps to the side. There he is. Richie. Standing on the rope with a big dopey grin on his face. His hair has grown longer, and it’s unbrushed, and he’s still in comfy airport clothes. He walks over- the rope is shaky, both of their partnering skills rusty- but he makes it to Eddie, sitting down as well. “Hey, sweetheart,” He says.
it's truly impressive how I shove long haired richie into every fic I've ever written. but yes, I did attempt to write a stepping stones sequel! it actually started in 2022, but the last addition was in 2023. I have NO notes about how this would've gone- I think I was just writing some cute little circus moments between the losers. there was also, perhaps, something suspiciously shaped like a ring-box in someone's pocket 👀
3. from 2024, titled "wreckords"
"Richie fuckin’ Wreckords, baby!” Is how the video starts, Richie crowing into the microphone his lead singer was holding near him- he’d just introduced the drummer, Richie Tozier, everyone!- before he begins his solo. Head beating in time with the beats he was stomping into the kick-drum, hair loosening from the ponytail it was being kept in. One arm stays steady, the other moves around as he continues, the muscles in his biceps flexing. The solo only lasts twenty or so delicious seconds, before the rest of the band begins playing once again. Eddie’s loop sends it straight back to the start. Richie fuckin’ Wreckords, baby! Eddie’s going to single-handedly make this part of the video the most played. It’s on the official Wreckords youtube channel, filmed at their latest Californian show that Eddie, unfortunately, could not attend. He had an exam that seemed less and less important the more he looped the video. He missed seeing this live. Hearing this live. The video loops again. At the word baby, Eddie gives in to the heat curling in stomach, sneaking a hand under his shorts, rubbing at himself through his underwear.
hi drummer richie *twirls hair*
anyway this was inspired by a roleplay I did a while ago with a friend- sadly I don't think it diverged enough to justify continuing to write it. it was supposed to be a silly little social media au, and I think eddie was going to write one or two x readers abt hot drummer richie. oops. I also made richie a little too cool.... sorry to my pathetic richie enjoyers!
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liv45no · 10 months
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opinion on the ship bevchie?
no joke I can see it happening I think they’d be a really cool couple
my first opinion about them is that they’re the ultimate platonic partner-in-crime duo bc Bev and Richie in his place when he misbehaves but also tolerates and shares his sense of humor. they’re such dorks together it’s adorable
Romantically there’s definitely a chance since most of us are coding Richie as bisexual but I personally don’t “actively” ship it.
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theincorrectlosers · 4 years
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Richie: Bad news - Bill locked the keys in the building.
Richie: Good news - We didn't have to wait for a locksmith.
Richie: Bad news - Stan thinks it's very disturbing that I know how to pick locks and Ben and Mike tried to unlock my tragic backstory. I was too embarrassed to tell them I learned because I figured that was the type of skill to pick up cute boys.
Richie: Good news - A cute boy saw me do it.
Richie: Bad news - It was Eddie, and since he knows I'm dumb enough to watch movies I know will keep me up at night, I'm scared of clowns, and I can ride a unicycle, he'll never think I'm cool, no matter what I do. It's too late. He knows.
Bev: *Concerned friend noises*
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m87gallium · 3 years
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PLATONIC BEVCHIE CANON IN 2 STEPHEN KING NOVELS!
When I started reading 11.22.63 I did not expect an appearance from IT charas but they are here! For now only Bev n Rich, but Bowers n George Denbrough and Patrick Hockstetter were mentioned by name (the mc is temporarily in Derry!). This book is pretty cool.
Dear IT fandom please read and think abt this!!!
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grapesodatozier · 4 years
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more and more nights like these
this piece was requested by @i-write-or-something !! thank you so much for the request!!
pairings: reddie, benverly, platonic bevchie
words: 1k
summary: bev and richie being friends talking drunkenly about how much they love their partners then go home to the loves of their lives!! post-ch2 fix it fic
LA was leagues away from Derry. Richie often thought that that had always been his favorite thing about it. There were no harsh winters, no small town bullies, and no fucking killer demon clowns—at least, as far as he was aware. LA was sunny and alive and let Richie be who he was. The traffic sucked, but other than that it was nearly perfect. But all those years between, Richie had still felt a hole LA couldn’t fill. Well, six holes to be exact.
He could hardly believe he’d ended up here, lounging on a couch in some needlessly upscale bar with his childhood best friend draped across his lap, her bright red hair fanned out over his jeans. LA was way better now that he had her here, now that he had Eddie sleeping in his bed with him and Ben building Bev a house up the coast, Bill and Mike only a couple hours away. They were still working on convincing Patty and Stan of the merits of the west coast, but Richie could get that; they were all cozy in Georgia, with friends and book clubs and cushy jobs and domestic serenity. Still, he could tell Stan was considering it, and he was pretty sure he’d made a good impression on Patty. So he kept his fingers crossed.
Bev was loving LA. The beach breezes were so much kinder than the winds in Chicago that seemed to pick a fight with you just when you really needed to be somewhere. It also helped to be so physically close to her clients. Richie and Bill had introduced her to some producers they knew, so she was even stepping out of her comfort zone, flexing her creativity by working on some costume design. And of course, LA had her friends. Most importantly, LA had Ben.
The two of them lived together in a downtown apartment for now, but Ben had been looking up open land plots before their plane had even landed, and now there were the beginnings of a house in a little nook of a town about an hour’s drive north of the city. Their apartment was filled with pictures of the two of them together, of their friends. There were only a few right now, but Bev was looking forward to filling their new home with nothing but years and years of love and good memories. 
The vodka running through her had her saying as much to Richie. “I’m so glad you convinced us all to come out here.”
“West coast, best coast, baby!” Richie beamed, stroking his fingers through her hair. Beverly giggled and shoved at his face, both of them flopping around the couch like noodles. 
“I’m serious! It’s so much nicer here, I can’t believe I never thought of it. And I know Ben loves it, too. I think this much sun really suits him. Did you know he has blonde highlights now? God, he’s so beautiful.”
Richie laughed as he watched Bev’s eyes become wistfully far away. But he understood that feeling. “I feel ya, Eddie’s got this perpetual tan now. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him tan before, I guess it was all that sunscreen he put on as a kid. I can hardly think whenever I see him. My brain just short circuits, he’s like an actual Adonis.”
“Okay, okay, stop before you get a boner,” Bev teased, smacking him on the chest. 
“Oh, so you get to talk about your hottie with a body but I can’t talk about my cutie with a booty?”
“I should punch you on Eddie’s behalf.”
Richie laughed at that. “Yeah, probably. God, I love him.”
“I know,” Bev sighed softly. “He loves you, too. I’m so happy for you two.”
“I’m happy for you! Ben’s pulling a fucking Notebook for you! What kind of Nicholas Sparks dream life are you two living?”
Bev giggled, her cheeks going pink. “God, yeah, I know.” After a moment of content silence between them, she said, “I really, really love him.”
“I don’t think any living person could love someone more than he loves you. Except me. I definitely love Eddie more. But it’s okay, it’s not a competition.” Bev giggled and sat up then to ruffle his hair, sending the pair into another fit of giggles that ended with them stumbling out of the bar, completely wrapped in each other’s arms, arguing who was more excited to get home and see their partner.
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Bev loved coming home. And she loved loving coming home. She wasn’t sure there had ever been a point in her life where she’d been not only relieved but excited to come home. She always had to tread carefully, always had to be ready. Coming home finally felt the way it was supposed to.
The house wasn’t eerily still when she came home, but peacefully quiet. And there was no menacing figure lurking by the lighted lamp, it was only on so that she would be able to make her way to the bedroom. When she got there, she found Ben fast asleep. She smiled softly to herself as she quietly toed off her shoes. Ben always looked sweet, but he looked especially adorable when he slept. The way his face pressed into the pillow made his lips pucker in a little pout, gave his cheeks that softness she’d always loved when they were kids. She shucked off her clothes and crawled into bed, the sheets cool against her warm skin. She felt so fuzzy all over, so content and so, so happy as she pressed herself against Ben. He stirred a bit, waking up just enough to open his arms for her. He gave her a sleepy, “Hi, baby,” as he wrapped his arms around her.
“Hi,” Bev grinned. She pressed a kiss to his nose before snuggling into his embrace. She smiled into his chest, firm and soft, and drifted off into a deep, satisfied sleep.
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A few miles away, Richie was arriving home much less gracefully. Eddie had left some lights on for him, but he still managed to trip on his way up the stairs. Because of this, Eddie was sitting up and rubbing his eyes when Richie made it to the bedroom. “Sorry about that,” Richie stage whispered.
Eddie gave him a sleepy, amused grin. “You didn’t break anything, did you? Your hip? The cat?”
“Nope,” Richie said, popping the P as he fumbled to get out of his clothes. “All in one piece.” His heart soared as Eddie reached for him, making a grabby motion as he pouted. Richie happily jumped into bed, making a mess of the sheets that he had to sort out before pulling Eddie into him. 
“Did you have fun?” Eddie asked. He pressed soft kisses to Richie’s shoulder and chest as Richie stroked his hair.
“Oh, yeah. We ordered strippers.”
Eddie barely gave him a hum. “That so?”
Richie snorted. “Nah, we talked about how much I love you. And how much she loves Ben. But mostly how much I love you, you know me.”
Richie glowed as he felt Eddie grinning against his skin. “You fucking sap.”
“You love it.”
“Mhmm, I really do.” 
“Aw, now who’s the sap?” Richie began attacking Eddie with kisses, earning himself a smack to the chest. 
“Richie! Stop!” Eddie laughed, wriggling away. “You reek of rum, go brush your teeth and let me sleep.” But he was pulling Richie in and kissing him even as he said it, and Richie could feel him smiling against his lips. 
Fuck, he was glad this wasn’t a bachelor pad anymore. He wanted more and more nights like these, he wanted to fall asleep like this every night for the rest of his life. And you know what? He probably would. And that made him beam as he stumbled into the bathroom, his body buzzing partly from the alcohol, but mostly from Eddie. 
Richie could deal with the traffic; LA was perfect now.
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im-not-a-joke · 4 years
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platonic bevchie hcs? or anything you want
Mmm yes thank you for asking!
- Bev and Richie don’t immediately hit it off
- Richie is loud and always makes jokes about everything and Bev is unsure about trusting the boys
- but they bond when they have one of those moments
- the losers are talking about some dumb shit and they both make the same comment at the same time and lock eyes.
- so after this little incident, they warm up to each other a lot
- Richie gets Bev into comic books
- Bev discovers her love for storytelling and costuming and design
- Bev gives Richie a lot of makeovers
- Richie discovers his love for skirts and over the top makeup
- Richie is the first one in the group to pretend to be bev’s bf when guys are being creepy in public
- he calls her all sorts of pet names until she gets a partner and then immediately fucks off because he doesn’t want to be fought
- they rant to each other about whoever they like
- “do you ever just,,,, boys?” “Yeah”
- they have a lot of sleepovers
- Richie sneaks in a lot just to hang out
- when other losers need to sneak in, he points out the squeaky boards
- Bev goes to richie’s when she needs and escape
- they have drawers of clothes in each other’s houses because they spend so much time together
- the toziers are very welcoming all the time
- they see her in the mornings and are like “pancakes or waffles?”
- they will fight each other if they’re self deprecating
- “I’m worthless lol” [offended gasp]
- “when was the last time you ate a fruit?” “Like,,,, this morning?? Idk.” “Ok valid I guess”
- they have cry sessions together just to get it all out
- “is it a sad mixtape night?” “Yeah I need it”
- Richie joins all sorts of nerd clubs and Bev runs cross country
- so Bev is always going to fundraisers hosted by nerd clubs and Richie is always volunteering at running meets
- when they have sleepovers and Bev goes running in the morning, Richie makes her a nice meal to come back to
- they laugh at each other for everything
- Bev faceplants at a meet? Richie is rolling. Richie turns too quickly and his glasses go flying (and crack)? Bev is crying.
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it-but-incorrect · 4 years
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richie: bev, when was the last time you got any sleep?
beverly: thursday
richie: its sunday
beverly: i didnt say THIS thursday
richie: bev
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stqnleybarber · 4 years
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Platonic modern Bevchie where Lesbian Beverly Marsh wears a suit to prom and gay Richie Tozier wears a dress and they dance the night away together and steal the prom king and queen crown and they have the time of their lives, send tweet.
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lemonadeandrice · 5 years
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Salem‘s Interlude
A piece for @itbigbang2019
Art by Xan @whatidoisxsecret
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coffeekaspbrak · 5 years
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Bev and Richie pulp fiction Halloween costumes but Richie is Mia and Bev is Vincent
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it-shitposts · 4 years
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richie : i woke up in a cold sweat this morning because of a question someone asked me in my dream
beverly : what was it ? 
richie : i - is cereal a soup ?
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theincorrectlosers · 4 years
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Richie: One time someone asked me what I thought had turned me gay.
Bev: I hope you told them you were bitten by a gay spider.
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slaymamahouseboots · 5 years
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No offence but I 100% headcanon that at one point in high school (probably around 16) bev and Richie dated coz they were like “hey we’re basically the same person wanna date?” But then realised that the unlimited raw chaotic energy they both possessed was too much as one couple so for the greater good of the universe they decided to stay friends (also Richie was like “I’m gay for stan” and bev was like “thank god coz I like Ben” and yeah)
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pjobroadwayslut14 · 2 years
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richie used to let bev do his makeup in high school to practice so it’s only fair that he lets bev’s daughter do the same when he babysits her
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wintercorpse · 4 years
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bevchie // for anonymous
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ghostly-fulcrum · 5 years
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This took me a million years to be able to do,,anyways my take on @kriyonce dtiys on instagram!!I dont post art on my insta but i still wanted to do this 🥺!! I actually had another shirt in mind for Richie but then i saw this real legit shirt n i had too!
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