Reddie prompt? ,, also I apologise in advance don’t hurt me pls
Right, years ago I saw this cartoon like video about a girl that was lonely and took pills to sleep bc in her dreams she met a man that she fell in love with, she kept having to take higher doses over time as she got used to the pills and so on,, you can probably tell where I’m going with this,, OK SO here’s the Reddie version I’ve got in mind:
After the defeat of Pennywise, the Losers leave Derry with heavy hearts after just having lost Eddie. They are all torn apart by the loss and find themselves retreating back to their old ways that don’t really involve each other, besides Bev and Ben who distance themselves together.
Richie is the most affected by Eddie’s death, and though he tries so hard to keep himself afloat, he knows he’ll end up sinking, it was only a matter of time. He goes weeks barely sleeping a wink, and with shows on the horizon that he’d forced himself to set up, he finds himself taking sleeping pills. It starts off harmless enough, his first dream is hazy, distant memories of a boy he once knew. But then, over the next few nights, they become more vivid, to the point where he can’t tell dream from reality. Though really he can, because when he’s awake, Eddie isn’t there, but when he’s asleep, Eddie welcomes him with open arms and it feels like Eddie never left.
Richie’s need to sleep, to be with Eddie, starts to take over his real life. He cancels gigs, interviews, meet ups, just to stay in his own head a while longer. One pill hadn’t been enough after two weeks, then neither was two, nor three, or four. The life he’d been living in his head had grown so beautiful, so colourful, so full of life and love, with the man that he never wanted to be without, that his real life had become the complete opposite of anything good and meaningful. Richie knew what would happen if he ever took too many pills, he knew he’d never see Eddie again. So he forced himself to take breaks, to eat real food and to go out into the real sun. But without Eddie by his side he couldn’t keep it up for long, it hurt him too much. Before long, he spiralled. He couldn’t stand it anymore. Being awake.
He hadn’t meant to do it in the end. He just wanted to be happy. When he fell asleep that final night, Eddie took his hand and walked him towards something warm and bright.
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