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[tonyofthetrees]

“I feel like at this point we should just sneak on the train…” (deafening Michael Bublé) I decided to bring a draft out of the bin and actually work on it :) you’re more than welcome to perceive the hat is Richies or he’s simply wearing Eddies hat to contain the curls

[turnipoddity]

felt like doodling fetus reddie

[lupuca]

ah yes…. reddie………. [ref]

[vvnillustrations-deactivated202]

Oh, guys! MERRY CHRISTMAS! 

[cherloak]

My part of the Reddie art-trade with @profdrlachfinger !! ♥ I hope you like it ;; ♥♥♥

[deacydarling]

yo not to be a complete slut or anything but richie’s happy lil “hi!” when he first hugs beverly outside the chinese restaurant and then how they pretend to kiss before bev shoves food in his face and then every single time richie makes sure that bev is okay by helping her across the rocks and holding her hand as she jumps into the water from the sewer pipe and bev’s lil “beep beep richie” and then her heartbroken “honey” during **that scene** and the way richie doesn’t believe it until he hears her voice and it just wrecks him and the way she clings to him in the lake as he sobs bc she and stan were probably the only ones who knew and now she’s the only member of the losers club who truly understands why richie is inconsolable rn like oh my god it all makes me so! fucking! soft!,,, richie and bev have the most underrated friendship and if yall don’t stan them you’re a coward and so is your mom

[cherishtozier]

if i’m ever smiling at my phone and you think i’m smiling about a boy you’re right i’m looking at pictures of adult eddie kaspbrak from it (1990)

[byeara]

this morning i saw this thread on twitter, so naturally i spent the rest of the day drawing it

[byeara]

got commissioned again for the just like heaven au on twitter and it was very fun to make this even though the angstiness of the scene breaks my heart every time

[sloppybitxch]

Have we managed to find a heterosexual explanation for “But he knew well enough” yet orrrr

[woosansang]

favourite character meme: six quotes/scenes [4/6]

[lokey-y]

[blueeyedrichie]

19 for Reddie if you want 👉👈

@rchtzr asked:  19... reddie... perhaps...

@vanecksweater asked:  19 for reddie 🥺🥺

19. kisses meant to distract the other person from whatever they were intently doing

It’s nearly four in the morning when Eddie is pulled from sleep; a cool breeze hitting the exposed strip of skin on his back where his shirt has ridden up. He groans softly, rolling over only to find Richie’s side of the bed empty and cold next to him. Richie likes to keep the window open just a bit, even when autumn is in full swing and the air is brisk with the oncoming winter. Eddie agrees to it, as long as he can use Richie’s body as a shield. They’re good with compromise.

Rubbing sleep from his eyes, he kicks the blankets off of his legs and swings them down, standing up and scuffling quietly across their bedroom floor. He pulls the shoulder of the shirt he’s wearing - Richie’s shirt - back up into place from where it’s fallen down his arm as he heads for the kitchen. 

He doesn’t get that far though, stopping just outside Richie’s office. He leans against the doorframe, squinting against the glow from the lamp on Richie’s desk, which is setting right next to a hunched over and quietly muttering Richie. Eddie bites his lip against a smile and admires him for a moment. Seeing him like this always feels special: like a secret that Richie wants to keep but is willing to share with Eddie and Eddie only, if he’s lucky enough to discover it.

He shuffles inside, and he knows the exact moment Richie feels his presence when he leans back in the chair and huffs out a breath.

“Come back to bed.” Eddie circles his arms around Richie’s shoulders.

Richie hums, leaning into him. “I woke up with this bit in my head and I had to write it down.” He pauses, and Eddie feels his smile where their cheeks are pressed together. With a laugh of realization, he says, “I left the window open.”

“You did.” 

“You’re supposed to say, ‘no, Rich; I just can’t sleep without you’.”

Eddie laughs. “I can’t sleep without you. Especially when you leave the window open.”

Richie chuckles and leans forward, slow enough for Eddie to move with him. “Just a couple more lines.”

Eddie nods a lazy agreement, nuzzling his face into Richie’s neck. Richie usually grows restless so quickly you’d think he’s been trapped in the same place for weeks, but when he’s working on radio show bits, it’s different. He could stay here all night and not even notice the sun rise. Luckily, he can always count on Eddie to make sure he gets his rest.

It’s been maybe two or three days since Richie’s last shave, Eddie thinks, as his lips drag down the line of Richie’s jaw feather-light. The effect is instant: the stutter of Richie’s pencil against the paper is evidence enough. Eddie smiles, moving his lips up, up, up until he reaches the spot just under his ear - pressing deliberately there for a moment - before moving down his neck, peppering sleepy kisses all over his warm skin.

“Eds, if I didn’t know better I’d think you’re trying to distract me.”

Eddie laughs into his skin, moving back up to that spot under Richie’s ear that over the years they’ve discovered makes them both equally weak. “Is it working?” The kisses alternate with gentle nips now, and Eddie doesn’t miss the breath Richie lets out.

He moves over the shell of his ear, his heavy lids falling shut. Richie’s hair is sleep-messy and soft when he lifts a hand to run through it. With practiced ease, Eddie moves over the bow of Richie’s glasses to kiss his temple and further up, into the line of his hair. It’s only a moment before his eyes snap open at the tell-tale sound of Richie’s pencil dropping to the desk.

Richie spins around in his chair then and smiles adoringly up at Eddie. Eddie’s heart bursts, just like it always does. 

“Like a charm,” Eddie answers his own question as he leans down to peck Richie’s lips, matching scents of lingering mint mingling between their mouths.

“I’ll just tell ‘em I couldn’t finish because I had to protect your back from a slight breeze.”

Eddie’s laughing as Richie stands up, and he cups Eddie’s cheeks to give him a long, gentle kiss. 

“I’ll tell them if it wasn’t for me, you’d fall asleep mid-show and that you need to work on your improv, anyway.”

Richie grins, his hand on the small of his back as he guides him to their bedroom, easily settling behind him on the bed, one long arm wrapped around Eddie’s middle. “My hero.”

Eddie turns his head for a good night kiss, and Richie is already leaning over his shoulder waiting with a smile.

kissing prompts 💋

[tozierpunks]

highkey this is the gayest shot of 90s eddie like it has everything it has height, it has drama, i can smell the saint laurent

[bulletnotestudies]

*click for better pic quality* My other masterposts: study sounds⎪dealing with failure 

[juulinthenorth]

The losers as “whose line is it anyway?” characters

bill

stan

eddie

richie

bev

mike

ben

+ bonus

pennywise

[beserkerjewel]

If you’re an adult who watches a lot of children’s media, that’s fine! But you need to understand that you can’t engage with it the same way that you did when you were young. Obsessing over ships between 12 year olds, writing headcanons about the sex life of a teenage character, crushing on young people– that all needs to stop!