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edsbev · 6 years

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I want to drink more of that domestic reddie juice

omg ok imagine richie and eddie moving into an apartment together. like theyve JUST moved in and havent rlly gotten any furniture yet, or unpacked anything. so on their first night there they eat dinner on paper plates, sitting on cushions on the lounge-room floor

eddie has his legs hooked over richies and has barely touched his pizza, bc hes chattering on and on and on abt what he plans to do w the apartment.

“we’ll put a couch here and the tv there…oh and we should get an armchair. like one of those rlly comfy ones that recline. i’d sit in it all day like an old man. or like those old ladies that just knit all day. do u reckon knitting’s hard? it looks boring as hell.”

richies just eating his pizza and watching him. quiet for once his loudmouthed life. a fond smile on his face.

“…do u think we could, rich?” eddie asks, onto a completely different topic now.

“oh, uh. sure, babe,” richie replies, hadnt been listening. just kinda zoned out as he thought abt his cute his bf was. eddie gives him a little frown, and now its reached the point where hes so cute that richie cant control himself anymore, and he leans over and presses little kisses over eddies face until eddies laughing and complaining abt his pepperoni pizza breath

each of the losers offer to let richie and eddie stay over that night, considering rich n eds dont actually have a bed in their apartment yet, but theyre both just so excited abt their new place that they sleep in sleeping bags on the living room floor.

eddie gets cold during the night and ends up wriggling into richies sleeping bag with him. and its so snug that they have to basically be all wrapped up in each other to fit.

“ur feet are cold,” grumbles a barely-awake richie, his only complaint as eddie shuffles in beside him.

“my everythings cold,” eddie replies, cuddling into richies chest. richie immediately lifts up an arm to accommodate him, wrapping it around eddies waist. “ur my heater. make me warm.”

“oh. is that all im good for is it?” riches mumbles, teasing, eyes still closed. but he captures eddies cold feet between his legs to warm them up.

as they begin to move in a bit more, half unpacked boxes everywhere, a mattress now on their bedroom floor, furniture in the lounge-room, theyre able to actually make dinner for themselves. and not just eat pizza on the floor every night

they have an oven !!! a whole oven !!! and one night, while somethings cooking away in it, music crooning from an old second hand radio amongst all the clutter on the kitchen counters, richie lifts eddie up onto the kitchen bench and they kiss softly while they wait for their food

richie has his hands, which are stained in white paint bc they’d be painting the bathroom, running up eddies thighs. while eddie has his hands, also covered in paint, hooked at the wrists behind richies neck.

the kiss is slow and lazy and languid. richie runs his hands up to eddies hips and pull them flush against his own. kisses down eddies neck, humming along to the song against his skin

theyre happy. content. until they smell smoke.

their foods burning

“richie, the oven!!” eddie yelps

“the house is burning down!!” richie yells dramatically, ignoring him. he lifts eddie over his shoulder and races down the hall. “i’ll save you my love!!!”

eddie tries to tell him to stop fucking around, but hes too busy laughing

(the food is so burnt its inedible)

richie calls out ‘honey, im home!!’ every time he enters the front door. eddie sometimes yells back “well, leave” or “no one asked” but hes also gotten into the habit of saying it too (mostly bc it makes richie laugh so much)

an image: a soft, sleepy morning, where they both have to get up early. and stumble down to the bathroom, where they stand in front of the sink, in their pyjamas, hair ruffled and eyes bleary, leaning against each other for support as they brush their teeth

the apartment allows pets and so like within two weeks of moving in they adopt a fat orange cat that richie names gnocchi (bc apparently thats his second fave pasta dish after spaghetti)

she loves both of them and sleeps on their bed every night, but gnocchi (or ‘nocs’ for short. its the last time eddies letting richie name anything), has a v special connection w eddie. and follows him around the house while hes doing chores. or cleans herself on the bathroom floor while hes showering. and sits on his lap while hes lounging around watching tv.

sometimes eddie just carries her around like a baby, and when richie walks thru the front door w his whole ‘honey im home’ shtick, eddies goes up to meet him, and he reaches up to give richie a kiss with her held in his arms between them

richie tells eddie off for spoiling her, because sometimes eddie will sneak gnocchi food under the table at dinner

but richie spoils her too. he spoils both of them. like once he came home late at night after hanging out w bill. and he found eddie asleep on the couch with gnocchi asleep on his lap.

and instead of waking eddie and telling him to go to bed, or taking the cat off his lap, richie just scoops eddie up his arms bridal style, with gnocchi still balanced carefully on eddies stomach

and he walks them down to their bedroom very cautiously and slowly, so as not to wake either of them. and sets eddie down onto the bed on the back, so the cat can keep sleeping on his stomach.

richie has to give up a night of being able to spoon eddie, but its worth it, seeing how peaceful eddie n his cat are.

(richie also might serve gnocchi her own lil bowl of icecream as she sits next to him on the couch on the nights hes home by himself, eating a bunch of junk food and watching movies) (but dont tell eddie that)

#Anonymous #reddie #ask #headcanons #idk take this #i love domestic shit #and the thought of richie n eddie getting a cat #u can pry that hc from my cold dead cat-loving hands #fhjds #long post #like too long tbh

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goth-girlfriend · 3 years

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I´m sorry about your family and calves hun, we understand that it can be a lot of pressure and that right now the most important thing should be is to help your family and take care of you cows and their babies. could you also give us an update on them? Baby cows are so cute ^-^ but if you cant we understand. Just remember its ok to take a mental health day and sit down every now and then, drink water, eat good foodies, and listen to ur fave music and do whatever makes u calm! <3 <3 <3

Thank you so much, it’s been more than a while, but we actually have a few calves now, they’re coming up on their seven month marks by the end of august!

I’ll try to share some pictures as soon as I can get some! I usually lose my phone outside due to always being moving and full pickets usually limit motion,

But! I’ll gladly share names!

Our eldest calf, is “Star”

Out Second eldest is “Miracles”

She born and survived by a miracle, her mother during birth had laid down to close to a ledge and ended up sliding into a softer patch of land on the edge of swamp, and you could swear where Miracles was born and how the mother struggled to push her up out of the swamp. We did find the mother about an hour after she’s given birth, we pulled her out and into a barn, she was cold so we brought her a heater and a horse blanket, but after a family friend (vet) came to look at her after she wouldn’t get up from laying, it turned out she was lacking in calcium which sometimes causes cows to be unable to stand after giving birth leaving them disabled.

We left her the night with her child, who nursed for the first and last time with assistance, the next morning we started to bottle feed her as her mother had passed away around 5 in the morning. And she’s a miracle because she was severely underweight, and had a deformed hoof, but was running around from the minute she was born, and after altering her diet and learning she was actually premature, after about five months, she was up to the weight she should be and running around with the other calf’s!

Next is “Star Light”

She was born healthy, after her mother had a miscarriage with her first calf and was deemed to never have another calf, but by surprise almost a year later here comes her first live calf and she was born running and kicking and sturdy. At first due to her size and broad shoulders and back everyone thought she’d be a bull, so it was a big surprise to figure out she was very much not a bull.

Our fourth calf is “Moon” she was born from our largest heifer whose a sweet heart but her first child is chaotic and refuses to “Obey the system” and just like her elder sister, Moon is rebellious and is often found laying the hay ring on the fresh hay or completely laid out on her side neck stretched out scaring everyoneinto thinking she’s dead until you get close enough and she takes off running.

They’re all chaotic in their own ways but we love them! ��❤️

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