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floralreddie · 7 years

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Prompt au: reddie meets through richie trying to send bill a stupid meme on tumblr but accidentally sends it to eddie

Here you go, dude! And I totally might do a part 2 to this bc I loved writing it

Richie knows he’s fucking hilarious.

Like, he knows he’s hilarious.

Bill, Bev and Stan don’t see it that way, of course, but they’re fucking idiots because Richie knows he’s a God damn riot. He knows he’s sixteen and, yes, perhaps his humour is just a tad childish sometimes, but he’s got something that’s going to make Bill fucking die.

Because Richie has a new obsession.

And it’s memes.

(And Stan can literally fuck himself, because that fucking Kermit meme he sent him yesterday was hilarious. What does Stan know, anyway? His fucking username on Tumblr is Stan-The-Man and he runs a fucking nature blog, the dork).

(Richie’s is Trashmouth-Tozier69, because what the fuck else would it be?)

So, that evening he’s sitting at his computer and munching away on a tube of Pringles when he comes across a particularly funny meme that has him coughing up his food and kicking his legs onto his table as he drags his keyboard onto his lap.

Bill’s gonna fucking love this one, he thinks.

He clicks off his blog (it’s filled with bands like Led Zepplin and AC/DC and memes, and his Header is a picture of him and Bev at a Pride that was held twenty miles from Derry, because Bev and Richie like to refer to themselves as the Bi Brigade) and clicks on the jokes as fuck meme and presses the @ button to tag Bill in it.

That’s not before he sees that Bev (redhair-don’tcare) has posted a particularly pretty picture of that Mike dude (Richie has never spoken to him, but Bev thinks he’s cool as shit since they were partnered up in Chem a few weeks ago) who hangs around with chubby kid and the little pretty kid. He’s sitting on that graffiti covered brick wall near the Aladdin, and the sun is setting behind him and it’s a pretty lit picture, to be fair.

Richie throws it a like. He’s nice like that.

He types in Bill’s username (D-D-Denbrough), which is an all-together witty name because Bill has a fucking stutter and the dude has just stopped giving a shit and started owning it, of which Richie is just all about.

Then he taps reblog and cackles as loud as he wants, because his mom is passed out downstairs and his dad is probably off banging that woman Sharon that he works with, who Richie has seen him driving around town with more than once.

He glances at his smashed-up iPhone and pushes up his glasses, just waiting for the moment that Bill messages him, because that shit was funny and even Bill can’t deny that.

A minute passes.

The another.

And now Richie is kinda pissed because that meme was fucking funny, and he doesn’t give a fuck if memes are cringe as shit nowadays.

Then suddenly, both his iPhone and computer are making that annoying beeping sound that nearly gives him a heart attack, and he peers at his battered monitor and frowns through his thick lens glasses when he sees he has a message on Tumblr.

Why the fuck would Bill message him through there when he could just fucking text him? The only people who messaged him on there were people who complimented the guitar shit he posted when he could be bothered to record himself.

He blinks in surprise, though, when he sees that the message isn’t from Bill.It’s from someone with an icon depicting them sitting against a very pink sunset in a pastel pink jumper, their dark hair half blowing in the wind and their face hidden.

Their username, Richie finds, is doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s.

And he thinks he recognises this blog, because it pops up on his dash sometimes an it’s mostly reblogs of 80’s pop music that, whilst Richie prefers rock and punk, he can’t help but not-so-guiltily enjoy. He clicks on the message, dark eyebrows shooting up when he reads what the person has said.

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: why the fuck did you just tag me one of those weird mr. krabz memes about asking your crush out and them saying yes?

Richie squints, realises what the fuck he’s done, and lets out a bark of laughter. He must have just clicked on the first thing that came up after he typed in D. Damn, and Bill would have found that shit funny…or gotten super pissed off that Richie was once again taking the piss out him and Stan basically being a fucking couple since Bill stuttered out a confession of his feelings to the curly headed boy.

He’s about to type out a short apology when his computer and phone beep again, drowning out the low sound of his Spotify playing Like A Rolling Stone by Bob Dylan.

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: Wait, what the fuck? You’re Richie Tozier.

Richie blinks and kicks his socked feet onto the floor and bangs out a reply in a few seconds flat.

Trashmouth-Tozier69: do i no you dude?

He waits only a few seconds.

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: You don’t really seem to pay attention to anything but making a dick out of yourself at school or annoying your friends, so probably not.

Richie laughs in surprise. So, it was someone he went to school with? Not uncommon, really, for those who had public blogs. Richie knew Bill would never admit it, but he was 100% sure the idiot had a fucking Lord of the Rings blog hidden away somewhere.

He hastily clicks on the blog and sees no sign of a name written in the bio, along with a pale pink background and a few dozen links to various music pages and a Spotify account. It’s a pretty blog, Richie has to admit, and the content is cute and funky and it’s definitely ran by a gay dude.

Trashmouth-Tozier69: ah. so u do no me

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: I shouldn’t have said anything. You’ve got the biggest mouth ever and only my friends know I have a fucking blog dedicated to 80’s music. I take it that dumb meme wasn’t supposed to go to me?

Trashmouth-Tozier69: nope. but now i wanna keep talkin. u in my grade?

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: Would it literally fucking kill you to type properly?

Trashmouth-Tozier96: ye

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: You’re hilarious. Truly.

Trashmouth-Tozier96: u don’t need to tell me that

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: Since when do you follow me? What the hell are the chances of that?

Richie goes about exploring the blog some more. Maybe he can pinpoint who the hell this kid is. The guys list of people he follows is small, and within a few minutes of scrolling through he finds a blog he recognises. It was the one Bev had tagged in that picture of Mike. smoothcriminal. After only one click, he finds that it is, indeed, Mike.

Hm.

Trashmouth-Tozier96: idk dude. i was probably high listening to weather girls or some shit and found ur blog. plus my friend bev likes that shit too

The dudes reply has Richie snorting into his closed fist.

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: …You like the Weather Girls?

Trashmouth-Tozier96: i like a lot of stuff.

Trashmouth-Tozier96: hey do u no mike hanlon?

The pause is longer this time.

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: Are you stalking my fucking blog to find out who I am? Not cool, dickweed.

Trashmouth-Tozier96: dickweed? nice

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: You’d know about weedy dicks.

Richie gapes and giggles. He fucking giggles, because this guy is hilarious.

Trashmouth-Tozier96: ur insults are getting better. i gotta no who u are amigo.

Trashmouth-Tozier96: u no mike

Trashmouth-Tozier96: ur obviously gay or bi or some shit judging from ur blog and the fact u r totally a dude

Trashmouth-Tozier96: shit was that shitty to say

Trashmouth-Tozier96: i totally did not mean to like gender u or whatever

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: No. Whilst I’m not exactly out to the whole school, most people pretty much assume I’m gay (a gay guy, thanks) from looking at me. Which is, yeah, pretty shitty of them.

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: Now you’re going to fucking know who I am.

And then Richie blinks and grins a smile that stretches his whole face, because he fucking knows who this kid is. He knows the dark hair from the dude’s icon, and the pastel jumper he was wearing. Hell, the kid who he was talking to had been one Richie’s very short list of the guys he would actually hit in Derry.

Trashmouth-Tozier96: holy shit

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: Here we go.

Trashmouth-Tozier96: ur eddie kaspbrak

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: There we go.

Trashmouth-Tozier96: i always knew u were cute but wtf since when were u this funny dude

Richie leans back in his chair and smirks, because it’s a full two minutes before Eddie even replies. Suddenly, Richie is so aware of who he is talking to that his stomach twists and his eyes brighten. Eddie Kaspbrak. He had spoken to him only a handful of times. He hung around with Ben and Mike, but Bill insisted that the kid was okay and that they used to hang out a little when they were super young. It was well known in Derry that his mom was a fucking weirdo after his dad died.

Richie had only paid attention to the fact that Eddie was pretty as fuck and always wore oversized jumpers and shorts that showed off his legs, but other than that he was quiet as fuck.

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: You’re a dick.

Richie grins.

Trashmouth-Tozier96: for sayin ur cute? thats me being nice!

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: I know what you’re like, Tozier. And don’t go spreading that I run a fucking blog that has shit like the Weather Girls and Madonna on it, because Bowers already takes great joy in pointing out what a fucking girly-boy I am.

Richie narrows his gaze at that. Fucking Bowers.

Trashmouth-Tozier96: nothin wrong with being pretty as shit, eds. and fuck bowers. hey, u wanna come and sit with me and my friends tomorrow? we’re all pretty fuckin gay so u will fit right in, amigo

Trashmouth-Tozier96: mike and bev are pretty buddy lately so it won’t be awkward

He blinks in surprise at his own words. Why the fuck is he so desperate to have the quiet Eddie Kaspbrak sit with him, Stan, Bill and Bev? Maybe, he wonders, it was because he was starting to realise he’d judged the kid a little too quickly, because with the way Eddie was firing back comments, Richie half thinks he might have found his witty ol’ match.

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: You serious?

Trashmouth-Tozier96: yh. why the fuck wouldn’t i be?

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: Oh, my God. Literally why do you have to type like that? I know for a fact that you’re actually pretty fucking smart, Tozier.

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: And don’t call me Ed’s.

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: And yeah, okay. I’ll sit with you guys. Ben and Mike, too.

Trashmouth-Tozier96: sick dude. now can you level with me for a second

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: What?

Trashmouth-Tozier96: did u honestly not find that meme funny at all

#richie x eddie #reddie #reddie imagine #areyoureddiekids #au

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imaginewhy · 7 years

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Jeff Atkins xReader!

This is my first xreader on this site, I hope y’all enjoy !

You walk into the library, books in tow that needed returning. You always looked forward to visiting the Library at this time; for one obvious reason. It was free period, where some kids would make their way to the library for some extra toutoring from another student. And of course, there he would be, sitting across from Clay Jenson, in their normal little spot at the center of the library. You'd always make a point to sit a table or two away, so that you'd occasionally grab his attention, or make eye contact; even if it was for only a few seconds, it would give you a little adrenaline rush; as dumb as it sounds, that’s what you’d spend your nights thinking about, his eyes were the first thing popping into your head in the morning. You grabbed a book, you honestly weren’t that interested in, you just needed to look busy. As you take your seat, you lock eyes with him; his dark chocolate brown eyes make you melt on spot It was Jeff Atkins. God. you hated having a crush on him. He was so gorgeous, he took your breath away upon glance. Your litle glance was just that; it was short and sweet, you looked away quickly, embarassed, blushing a little. Your mind was all tingles and warmth, as you opened your book, smiling o yourself Jeff took notice. Jeeze, this was the third time this month that person sat so close to him and Clay; Not that he minded, he thought it was a little cute, the way you pretended to read, even though you could barely hide a smile behind your calm demeanor, it was truly an adorable sight. He couldn't help but chuckle, and Clay took notice, taking a peak behind him to see what Jeff was so distracted by, he wouldn't read his damn book! Though he smirked smugly as he realized what was going on "So, (Y/N), huh?" was all Clay needed to say to get a rise from Jeff Jeff looked startled, his usual cool self blushed behind furrowed eyebrows, as he tried to mimic someone who had no clue what Clay was getting at "What about them?" Was all he said, a little lower than usual, as he masked embarrassment poorly. Clay chuckled at his idiocy, and the poor cover up "You come in here, everyday, leccturing me on Hannah Baker, and there you are, making heart eyes at a person I'm almost positive, you've never spoken to." Clay mocked his friend, who in return scoffed at the statement. "Listen man, it's nothing, theyre cute, and thats it" Jeff rolled his eyes, picking up a book in irritation as he tried to focus on the words Clay ignored his sass, picking up a book as well "Fine dude, but i doubt anything will come from a few stolen looks in eachothers direction"

This stuck with Jeff Nothing would come of this if he didn't make a move But how was he to do this, when just the thought of you made his tummy flutter

The period soon ended, and floods of students began exiting the library, You stood up, grabbing the book you barely paid any mind to, and began your walk to the double doors. You paced yourself, so that maybe you and Jeff might brush off eachother in the crowd, god you were psthetic, hoping for any physical contact from that boy. Although nothing of the sort happened, you exited and he walked a small distance behind you, unknownst to you, he was watching over you, debating wether or not her should make his move, say something or just let this day pass like any other, and maybe see you in the library tomorrow, once again. He reached his arm out, unthinking, as you both entered the hallway, touching your shoulder You jumped, unexpectedly, and looked up to see his soft puppy like face staring down at you God he made you melt But why was he approaching you like this? "Hey, (Y/n)" He scratched the back of his neck, looking more uncomfortable than normal You gulped, oh gosh, was he cathcing n o your little crush "Hey, Jeff!" You sounded a little more cheery than you felt He looked around nervously, locking eyes with Clay, who smirked, giving his a big thumbs up, as he continued his way down the hall. "Uh, so listen, what're you doing, like right now?" He asked nervously. "About to head to chem, why?" You asked back Well that was a dumb question "Can I maybe walk you?" He saved himself You blushed lightly, you and Jeff Attkins, walking to class together? Like a couple? HELL YEAH WRITE YOUR NAME DOWN FOR THAT. You hid your giddiness with a smile "Absolutely you can!"

The two of you walked, and you could tell he was trying to as you something else the whole time "So, you're in the library often, yeah?" He asks, you respond in a nod, "Yeah, I'm really into reading" You chuckle, You notice a few jocks giving Jeff thumbs up and little hollers as you pass, obviously thinking something was up with you two. Jeff blushes, but brushes it off cooly "Do you like Monets? Its a really great place to uh, read" You laugh at this, "Yeah, I go there often affter school, I'm actually heading there by myself today!" You say, setting him up for tha question he doesnt ask "Oh thats cool" He internally slapped himself for not asking to come along "You approach the end of the hall to your classroom, a walk you wished would never end "Well thanks for walking me, let''s d it again sometime?" You smirk, but feel a little disheartened that nothing else came of the walk Although you should feel a little more greatful as this was the most interaction youve had with Jeff yet! "Sure thing, see ya', (y/n)" He turns to walk but stops himself "Can I uh, come" He blurts out, embarassed "Excuse me?" He turns to you, not able to look in your eyes, "To Monets today?" You try to hide your grin but it escapes, "I would love that" You try to hide your giddiness Jeff gives a crooked smile, looking at his feet then back at you, biing his lip in an attempt to hide it, "I look forward to it" Then, in a moment of bravery, he leans in and kisses you on the cheek Your face gets hot and you cant really form a word "I'll meet you at your locker!" He winks, then walks down the hall. His smile lasts the rest of the day, people asking whats up, or why he's so happy He doesn’t even feel the need to answer, he's just glad he might finally have a chance with you.

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i-amusemyself · 7 years

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I know a few people who might have asked for this and @ all of you: thanks nerd 😋💕

1. Have you ever been in the hospital?I mean…I have 2 chronic illnesses and zero spacial awareness so yeah 😂 plenty of times 😂

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4. Best comeback you’ve told?As if I’d actually say anything outloud!Honestly I don’t remember much so I wouldnt know if I had!

5. Are you sassy?Not really? Sassy just seems like another word for rude half the time, at least when I’ve known people who declare themselves “sassy”.Tbh youd have to ask my friends?

6. Are you good with makeup?I can create realistic war wounds in less than 5 minutes but I can only do good eyeliner on the 3rd sunday of every second month and if theres a full moon.So…it depends on what sort of makeup 😂

7. Whats your gender?I go by nonbinary? But honestly I don’t know bc thinking about it gives me an existential crisis.Tbfh I wish someone could decide for me I’m so done trying to figure it out smh!

8. Whats your sexuality?/Technically/ I’m bisexual but as I’m not attracted to boys (at least I don’t think so) I try to avoid that label. Normally I just use gay/queer.

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12. What was your first fandom?Probably twilight 😶

13. Whats the length of your hair?Idk? Like, short but also getting too long atm lmao

14. First OTP?The first couple I was invested in was probably bella and edward in twilight. Please don’t judge me.

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16. Why did you sign up for tumblr?My friend kept talking about it and I wanted to know what I was missing lol!

17. Whats something you regret?Not standing up for myself more, for sure. Because it’s just left me bitter and angry at people and now I can’t say anything because it’s too late.

18. Favourite vacation memory?BRUGES!!!! The best place honestly!!! It’s the most beautiful place I’ve ever been 👌 and the architecture 👌 it was amazing 👌 I need to go again!!(If you want a specific memory I almost got run over by a nun on a bike 😆)

19. What do you think about when going to sleep?Depends how I’m feeling? If I’m stressed or worried or whatever then whatever is bothering me.If I’m not then I daydream. Make up unrealistic things? You know? We all do it….I think!

20. Whats your phone/computer background?Two are galaxies and my lockscreen is pupcake lmao

21. Whats a natural talent you have?I can make every situation awkward 😎👈Um idk, i have a good memory if I really need to use it! Im not sure tbh!

22. Have you ever gotten in a physical fight?Not that I remember…and I think I would 😂

23. What are words that you remember?I have a couple of lil things that get me through the day. But like, the main one that stops too much from bothering me is my mum always told me to pick my fights. So that’s what I do.

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25. Whats your follower count?On this blog: 858In total: 1342

26. What are your side blogs?I have a spoonie blog and a mental health blog, then one thats basically a kaitlyn alexander fanpage 😂

27. Whats your youtube search history?Top 3 atm:-steal is heavier than feathers-haley kiyoko-stfu pink guy…sounds about right

28. Ever comitted a crime?Nope!! Don’t think so anyway!

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30. Have you ever been toxic?I don’t think so and I’d like to hope not?I’d say when I was younger I maybe wasn’t so good at being a friend or whatever sometimes? But I wouldnt go as far as toxic.

31. An embarrasing moment?👏👏👏 This thing that happened from when I was born until now. 👏👏👏Umm lets see: getting caught yelling I have condoms by half the teaching staff and not being able to talk to my chem teacher for a month; having both legs go dead and falling headfirst out of the school hall; forgetting how to highjump, headbutting the bar and landing in a human knot in front of 1000 people…The list is endless

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33. Do you have any OCs?Okay so I urban dictionaried OC and still dont know which this means so:-no I dont have oxycontin-no I dont watch the OC-yeah I have original content 👀

34. First URL?@hedgehog-of-the-llama-hedge👏 well done 14 y/o me 👏

35. Nighttime routine?Multitask by texting people and watching TV; realise I haven’t been watching the TV and have no idea whats going on; cry; go to bed.

36. Morning routine?Eat; spend a whole hour staring blankly at my wardrobe; put on the same outfit as yesterday; go to school.

37. Have any toys?Assuming this means in /that/ way then no.But sure I have lego 😂

38. Favourite toothpaste flavour?….mint? Is there another?

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40. Worst sleepover experience?I. Hate. Sleepovers.Mostly because I like sleep to be fucking honest.So just everything. Being woken up at 4am by the smell of bbq flavour crisps; being hit by a inflateable amputated leg; being in a room with 5 people farting.The usual.

41. What was your first date like?Ummm? I think we just played video games the whole time and listened to music.It was chill but can’t say it led to much given it was with a dude (but I didn’t realise I was gay then so I just thought maybe I’d like him more with time and all that bs so we did date 😂 whoops)

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44. Can you sing well?I can just about hold a simple tune on a good day but thats it.I mean I once auditioned for a singing role in a school musical and got given the one part with No Singing, so then I didn’t even dare try for like 10 years lmao!But I’m starting to becomee p shameless now so I’ll sing anyway.

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#me #about me #anon #ask

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