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[gigsinthesky]

reddie: separation anxiety.

ADULT AU !

as eddie took out the keys to the apartment he shared with richie, he already had an idea of how he was going to be welcomed to the household.

ever since a certain evil clown had been defeated, the losers had decided to turn their lives around now that they had each other for support. richie and eddie, of course, got together for they knew it was long overdue.

and richie was desperately trying to put on a brave face, to convince everyone (including himself) that he was okay. but eddie wasn't stupid, he knew him like the back of his hand after all. he knew that sometimes he wasn't okay.

because whenever he or richie left the apartment, richie couldn't help but feel his chest tighten with anxiety. suddently he found himself dreading the moments when eddie had to go to work, because that meant not being with him. and for some reason, that felt weirdly unsettling to him.

it basically meant that richie could only be completely fine and at ease whenever eddie was around. otherwise, his mind would be clouded by negative thought as if a tiny voice in his head lived to remind him that an essencial reason for his happiness was missing.

richie tried to hide it to the best of his advantage but sometimes it was impossible. he just missed his boyfriend too much.

on this particular occasion, the losers had planned a fun night out at the movies but richie (reluctantly) had to count himself out from the plan because he had some material he needed to finish. so he was left alone in the house.

he managed to get work done, it wasn't an entirely wasted evening. but at regular intervals, he'd stop and think of eddie before shaking his head slightly and getting back to work while biting his nails off.

with a little sigh, eddie opened the front door with the keys. once he stepped inside, he put the keys in their little key bowl and closed the door. "rich, i'm home." he spoke up, knowing that he'd be awake.

he heard a little gasp coming from their shared room before he was met with richie's lanky figure running towards him and engulfing him in a tight hug, burrying his face on the crook of eddie's neck.

eddie hugged him back, running his hands up and down his back. he could feel hin taking deep breaths to calm himself so he pressed a couple kisses to richie's shoulder. "you okay?" he asked quietly.

richie hummed, rubbing eddie's waist soothingly and not at all ready to let go of the love of his life. "how was the movie?" richie asked.

eddie shrugged. "it was okay." he simply said, wanting to focus on richie and not the night out. "i love you." he murmured against the shell of richie's ear.

"i love you too, eds." richie answered almost immediately, snaking one hand under eddie's t-shirt to feel his skin under his fingers. "come to bed with me?" he whispered, pulling away to press his forehead against eddie's.

"try and stop me." eddie smiled, leaving a quick peck on richie's lips. they both headed to the bedroom, gand in hand, to get ready for bed. "so, are we gonna talk about this or not?" eddie asked once they were both under the covers.

richie frowned. "about what?"

eddie gave him a look. a look that meant that he knew that richue qas full of shut and that he knew exactly what he was talking about. "richie, how dumb do you think i am? i know what's wrong with you." he paused, in case richie wanted to say something. when he didn't (choosing to look away), eddie started talking again. "it's called separation anxiety."

richie sighed in defeat. "i know, eds." he replied. "i looked it up a couple weeks ago because it was starting to be a pain in the ass." he chuckled dryly before laying down, facing the ceiling. eddie leaned to the side so he could face him. "i read a lot of babies have it with their parents. tell me that's not the lamest thing you've ever heard in your life." he groaned, burrying his face in the pillow so he wouldn't have to look at eddie.

"stop it, it's not lame." eddie said, scooting closer to his boyfriend as he tangled his fingers in his hair. "you've had a traumatic experience, we both have. you don't just... come out of that untouched. it's okay." he murmured, kissing the top of richie's head. "you just gotta give it time, it's perfectly normal for you to feel like this."

richie huffed, taking out his head from the pillow. "so i'm just gonna have to feel like this every day until it magically goes away? sounds like a shitty plan to me." he said. "eds," he ran his fingers through his dark hair. "every time i hear you say 'see you tonight' when you leave in the morning, i feel like i'm about to have a panic attack. it literally feels like someone's using my lungs as a damn punching bag." eddie noticed his eyes getting more watery with every word he spoke. "and boy, you should see me at six pm. i literally count the minutes for you to come home because i know that at eight pm sharp you'll be crossing that fucking door." he made a hand motion in the direction of the front door. "i just... god eds, i feel so helpless. it sucks." he choked out those two last words before finally allowing himself to cry.

eddie clicked his tongue, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend's body, pressing him again his chest. richie returned the embrace, clinging onto eddie for dear life. eddie ran his fingers through richie's hair pressing kiss after kiss on the top of his head.

"baby. baby look at me." eddie cupped richie's damp cheeks with his hands. "you are the best thing that's ever happened to me, alright?" richie sniffled at the words. "i am so in love with you, it's insane." he smiled. "wherever i go, i'm always gonna come back to you in the end. you know why?" he asked, gently wiping richie's tears away with his thumbs.

richie shook his head slowly. "beats me, spaghetti man." he joked.

eddie shook his head. "because... i legitimately can't imagine living a life without you in it." he pressed the tip of his nose against the tip of richie's. "heck, i don't even know how i managed to live twenty seven years without you. it's beyond me, i swear to god." he chuckled, making richie smile. "so whenever you miss me too much, i'm just one phone call away. whenever you need me, i'm there." he placed a kiss on both of richie's cheeks and then a longer one on his lips.

richie hummed contently against his boyfriend's mouth. "god i love you..." richie murmured, pressing his lips on eddie's neck while leaving kiss after kiss. "you make me so happy, what the actual fuck." he said, making eddie giggle.

richie knew it would take him time to be completely okay. but as long as eddie was there with him, very little things could go wrong.

[gigsinthesky]

reddie: hard to get

you could say that richie and eddie were a pretty blissful couple. they rarely fought, despite what others might be led to believe given their very strong personalities. but with each other it's like they wouldn't hurt a fly. they were so completely and utterly in love that they were incredibly good at agreeing to disagreeing.

but the con that came with rarely fighting was that when they did fight, all hell broke loose.

they could go for at least a week not talking to each other, and for a pair as inseparable as them, that was extremely damaging for both parts. they missed each other like crazy but for pride related reasons they remained cold as ice.

this particular time, it had gotten pretty nasty. richie had taken a joke one step to far, which had eddie fuming. he was frankly quite hurt because, yes, sometimes it felt like richie didn't know shit about basic boundaries.

there was yelling, so much yelling. the kind of yelling that you regret whilst it's happening but you're seemingly unable to stop yourself? yes, that one.

the yelling culminated in both of them go on their separate ways and the rest of the losers found themselves in the middle of yet another argument that would take a while to get resolved.

since they were on holidays, eddie decides to stay in the whole silent treatment week, not speaking to anyone. but it's not like it was a childish grudge, what richie had said hurt him a lot and he needed time to calm down.

and the same could be said about richie, except that with every day that went by, guilt started creeping in more and more until it was harder for him to sleep than usual.

on friday night he kept tossing and turning, unable to close his eyes for more than five seconds without feeling his anxiety being triggered. fuck, i need to talk to him. he checked the time, 4AM, although he didn't know why; he was gonna sneak out anyway.

he had done this a billion times, sneaking out through his window to go to eddie's. sometimes it was because of a simple nightmare and sometimes his parents would get very violent to the point where it was dangerous for richie to be under the same roof as them.

once he got to eddie's place, he climbed the huge tree in the backyard and knocked on the window of his boyfriend's room softly. at first, when eddie got up he looked slightly panicked, but when he saw who was at the window, his face shifted completely and he just seemed dissapointed. richie had seen that look a few times, and there were very few things that he hated more than that.

eddie let out a little sigh as he opened the window, silently. he let richie in, which he did, but since eddie wasn't talking he was scared to start off the conversation that they had to have.

eddie slowly made his way back to his bed an laid down on top of the messy covers, looking straight to the ceiling. richie bit on his bottom lip a couple times before taking a couple steps forward, with the intention of joining him but he wanted to test the ground he was in. eddie didn't seem like he was gonna stop him so he took of his shoes and jacket (which ended up someplace on the floor) and laid down on his back, next to eddie.

the shorter boy instantly turned around, his back facing richie which made the latter's heart break although he was trying his best to conceal that. eddie closed his eyes shut.

"you shouldn't have said it."

richie didn't speak up right away. he knew eddie was right, which made it significantly harder to find something to say that wouldn't make him look like a dillhole.

"you're right." he finally said.

eddie stayed silent. that's all you can come up with? wow, okay.

richie felt a knot forming in his throat. he hated being this close to eddie but at the same time feeling like he wasn't close to him at all. he turned around towards him. "eddie, you know that i love you more than anything in this world, right?" he asked, and eddie wasn't sure if richie wanted an answer or not until he started talking again. "i mean... fuck, eds, if i had known how much it was gonna affect you, i can assure you that i never would've said it in the first place. you have to believe me when i tell you this." since eddie remained silent, richie scooted closer to him as he slowly but surely wrapped his arms around eddie's small torso. eddie just shut his eyes tighter, knowing that he was very close to caving in to the heartfelt apology. "eds." richie whispered in his boyfriend's ear. "i'm sorry, okay? i really am." he murmured as he left soft kissed on eddie's shoulder, collarbone and neck, knowing that no matyer how mad his boyfriend was, those were gestures that he deeply appreciated.

eddie sighed, feeling how his hand reach out to hold one of richie's, almost with its own free will. "you can't do that." he said.

"what?"

"you can't just hold me and kiss me all over and expect me to forgive you." he said, hoping that he'd be able to save whatever dignity he had left.

richie sighed and for a second he didn't budge. "yeah, i guess you're right." he said and just like that, he let go of eddie. wait, what? he turned around and saw richie putting his shoes back on. "it's not fair to you, eds." he shrugged. "you'll forgive me when you find it in your heart to forgive me. i don't get to decide that." he gave his boyfriend a sad smile as he put his jacket back on. eddie didn't know what to do. "goodnight, bubba." he said before sending him a quick kiss and heading towards the window.

eddie felt his heart sinking in his chest. he didn't... mean it like that. in all honesty, he expected richie to insist and after a while he'd give in. he didn't expect richie to actually listen to him, he never listens after all. that was the beauty of him, in a sense.

"i was bluffing." eddie blurted out almost desperately when he saw that richie was in fact, opening the window again. a smirk made its way to richie's lips as he slowly closed the window again. "please don't go." eddie said, staring at his own lap in embarrassment. he couldn't believe he was begging. he definitely had no dignity left.

richie's mischevious smirk turned into a loving smile. "so... you forgive me then?"

eddie huffed in frustration. "yes, i do, now come here." he said, waving his hands at the taller boy for him to come back to bed with him.

richie didn't need to be told twice. he kicked off his shoes and threw his jacket away, almost throwing himself on top of eddie, smashing his lips against his. eddie let out a little whimper in surprise but soon melted into the kiss, grabbing richie's thick curls between his fingers.

"you know, it's very frustrating when you play hard to get, eds." richie groaned, leaving a trail of hot and damp kisses on eddie's jawline and neck. he licked eddie's neck slowly, tasting every bit of skin that his tongue found in its wake. "not hot. not hot at all. nuh uh." richie mumbled.

"sh-shut up." he breathed out, wrapping his legs around richie's waist to pull him closer. but it didn't feel enough yet. "fuck, richie." eddie moaned, sounding pretty frustrated. "m-my mom's in the house, she's gonna hear."

"good." richie purred. "then she'll know that my jokes are just jokes. that i'm yours and yours only." he praised, biting on the sensitive skin of eddie's neck.

"richie, seriously." eddie whispered, running his hands up and down richie's arms to try to cool him off a little. "we can make out for a little while but no funny business." he chuckled breathlessly, as richie pulled away from his neck and laid down next to him. eddie stroked his cheek soothingly before scooting closer to his boyfriend. "i love you." he said against richie's mouth.

"i love you more." richie said back. "i'm still sorry." he murmured.

eddie shushed him, leaving one kiss after the other on his lover's lips. "i know." kiss. "it's okay." kiss. "i'm sorry," kiss. and a little chuckle. "that i play," kiss. "hard to get."

richie laughed against eddie's lips, wraping his arms around the smaller boy, squeezing him tightly against his chest as they kept making out. it's actually the hottest fucking thing ever, eds. i want to rip off your clothes every time you do it.

he only thought it. but eddie knew well enough.

[deadblagel]

Headcanon that Richie totally cried the first time Eddie kissed him

Inspired by anon (the last panel dialogue is also entirely theirs!)

[gigsinthesky]

[gigsinthesky]

reddie: couldn't help it

this is spontaneous and bad but idc 😎✌

richie looked down at the small brown haired head resting on his lap. he smiled as he noticed eddie's eyes were closed; he was sleeping. the trashmouth sighed and closed his eyes almost in content.

he was currently in eddie's room, the soft sound of music, which was coming out of his friend's boombox, reaching his awake ears. he had escaped his father's tight grip not even three hours prior.

his father, wentworth tozier, was one of the only things that terrified richie. just the thought of him made him sick to his stomach. he had grabbed him that day, and tried to pull his pants off. luckily, his mom had intervened and his father's dangerous idea was quickly wiped from his brain.

after that, richie just needed to go to eddie. he was the only one who could ease that pain. he cried with him, he let eddie hold him and kiss his forehead multiple times. after richie had calmed down, he asked eddie to lay on his lap. he liked having him there, and eddie was quite fond of it too. now he was asleep and richie wouldn't have it any other way.

as he looked back at eddie, a familiar song came on. just give me a reason by pink.

richie chuckled to himself. eddie. he looked down at the boy, softly whispering the lyrics at him whilst pink sang them; beautifully by the way.

"right from the start you were a thief, you stole my heart.. and i, your willing victim" richie smirked, letting his hand graze eddie's pink cheek. "i let you see the parts of me that weren't all that pretty, and with every touch you fixed them" richie felt eddie lean against his hand in his sleep, with a little hum that made richie's heart jump in his ribcage.

"now you've been talking in your sleep, oh oh, things you never say to me" richie knew that eddie had his own problems as well, what with his mom being... extremely abusive. shoving pills down his throats, pills that would never cure him because they were useless. placebos. "tell me that you've had enough of our love, our love.."

richie tozier wasn't scared of that word. he loved eddie. he loved him madly. obnoxiously, even.

he let pink sing the chorus by herself, as the words made their way to his ears. he couldn't take his eyes off his best friend, who slept like he didn't have a care in the world. and that's how richie wanted him. light like a feather, free of problems. but he knew that wasn't possible. eddie would be in pain again. and he would be as well.

he slowly pushed eddie off his lap, planning on getting him under the covers of his bed. eddie groaned softly, sort of feeling richie's absense. the taller boy caressed eddie's head. "sh sh sh, sleep eds. i'm right here. just sleep." he whispered tenderly, almost giving in to the temptation of kissing his cheek, holding himself back at the last second. pink and that other guy were still singing.

eddie sighed as he fell back asleep. richie got him under the covers, with the softest and slowest moves. once the boy was all tucked in, richie laid down next to him even though he wasn't under the sheets.

when eddie woke up, perhaps an hour later or so, richie was asleep. he also had an arm spread across his small body. eddie traced the length of richie's arm until his eyes went back to richie's face. everything came back to him in a matter of second and eddie felt his blood boil.

there were no words in the english language that could describe how much he hated richie's dad.

but richie was okay now. he was with him.

eddie glanced at his boombox. he realized somewhere only we know by keane was on. he smiled. richie loved that song. he looked back at him as the chorus came in.

and if you have a minute why don't we go

talk about it somewhere only we know

eddie moved closer to richie. his forehead slightly touched the taller boy's.

this could be the end of everything so why don't we go

somewhere only we know

suddently, eddie couldn't hold himself back. he planted a soft yet lazy kiss on top of richie's lips. he didn't budge. but that didn't last long.

richie's eyes were still closed but a big smile had formed on his lips. "am i on drugs or did you just kiss me?"

eddie blushed furiously. "sorry. couldn't help it." he muttered, whilst keane kept singing, the song was coming to an end but neither of the boys could notice that.

richie opened his eyes. "is that so?" his smirk grew wider and wider as he brought a hand to eddie's cheek. eddie leaned onto the touch just like he had done before while he was sleeping.

this could be the end of everything

so why don't we go,

so why don't we go,

after a short lip bite, richie kissed eddie back. eddie inhaled sharply at the surprising move but he was quick to kiss richie back. richie smiled against eddie's mouth as the smaller boy brought a hand to his hair, softly tugging at the dark curls that his fingers found in their wake.

this could be the end of everything

so why don't we go

somehwere only we know

somewhere only we know...

"somewhere only we know." richie murmured against eddie's cheek before kissing it gently. eddie giggled at the cheesiness of the situation.

"get in here, asshole." eddie smiled, referring to the covers. richie happily obliged to the request as he got comfortable under the covers of eddie's bed, holding him between his long and lanky arms. eddie did the same thing, feeling all the warmth that richie was providing him more than he ever did before. their foreheads were once again pressed against one another.

the music had stopped. probably because the end of the playlist had been reached at last. but the pair didn't care.

they closed their eyes and fell back asleep.

[dgalerab]

A List of Reasons I Worry About Mike Wheeler

jk this isn’t organized or anything i’m just a rabid older sibling and i’ve finally been let loose but i am going to try to go in chronological order

s1 of “mike wheeler gets progressively more traumatized as time goes on and no one ever deals with it” is relatively tame bc he spends most of the time with his friends and so all the HORRIBLY FUCKED UP things they see are approached with a childish sense of naivete, which, like, is good

it also includes, if i’m not mistaken, the only time anyone has actually asked about how mike is doing

thanks, joyce, that’s a good question! he’s fine, just watching his best friend’s body be dredged out of a lake!

granted will turns out to, y’know, not be dead, but boy, what an image to be shoved into a small child brain for the rest of their natural lives!

(again, this is something they ALL go through, but there’s an added note of sadness for mike, because he’s taken el into his home and after this he spends a good while thinking this girl manipulated that kindness out of him by using his currently dead friend for leverage. which. like. oof. he turns out to be wrong and gets over it, but he’s REALLY UPSET about this until then)

then there’s THIS fuckin’ scene in which he watches many, many people get brutally murdered AND unable to help or go to el while she calls for him specifically because he’s being held back by people twice his size. wow, cool! sure hope that experience of being helpless in the face of danger doesn’t stay with him or anything!

 jk it’s immediately overshadowed by possibly watching his first love die. cool!

ON TO S2, THE SEASON IN WHICH I LOST MY MIND

anyway the START of season 2, in which mike is dealing with a profound loss, his parents don’t know what’s going on with him at all! hooray. love that for my boy. he’s shown to be acting out and irritable, which are both signs of ptsd, and his parents react by…

um…

not only taking away more things dear to him, but making him do it. and yes, i know these are toys, but when you’re a kid, one of the few things you have control over is your own possessions, and being forced to throw them out after having just experienced a traumatic loss is. like. it’s not great. and he even SAYS so:

haha cool i’m so fucking upset

also shout out to finn wolfhard for breaking my heart! well done kiddo!

(also it’s interesting to note that this is juxtaposed with nancy literally breaking down in a bathroom over losing barb. thanks, duffer bros, i hurt! all the time!)

but what really kills me is the infamous “crazy together” scene”

i should point out i don’t ship by//ler but holy hell does their friendship make me feel things

at this point in the series, it’s been explicitly stated that will’s dealing with ptsd. like, sure, some of that ptsd is the lingering hold of a mind eating supernatural monster BUT HEY. this scene is mike supporting will (because he’s a good boy!) but if you actually listen to what he’s saying the conversation pretty much goes “yeah dude i’m having hella ptsd” and mike going “yeah bro me too”

which is just not! something! you wanna! hear! from a child!!!

but yes will gets possessed, it’s horrifying, mike supports him through all the uncanny valley bullshit (u go u little trooper u)

and then we get to the scene which haunts me! all the time!

i call this screenshot “the return of mike wheeler being helpless in the face of disaster and carnage”

and this one “boy if he wasn’t traumatized before he sure is now!”

and this one “boy this 14 year old sure did just watch a guy be dismembered!”

and then “boy this 14 year old sure did watch, like, a LOT of people be dismembered all at once!”

and then “hey hi someone please do something about the singular conscious child in the room? please? just show him any concern at all? i know there’s a lot going on but PLEASE GOD DEAL WITH THE CHILD”

and “sure he didn’t technically see a man he personally knows be torn to shreds but he sure does go through that experience while screaming and holding his unconscious and possessed friend! fun!”

also depending on how much of the carnage he actually laid eyes on, this scene actually makes mike the character who has seen the most death on the entire show. fun stuff. fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun stuff.

and to be fair he does get a hug after this

you know, in the process of having an actual breakdown over the fact that he spent an entire year wondering if he just grief hallucinated his dead first love. the fact that he’s just been through another truckload of 5 different traumas at once is not addressed at all

and then he immediately has to let el, who he just got back, go back into the bloody hellscape which he just escaped! fun stuff here, folks, so fun

SO ANYWAY KEEPING THAT IN MIND

s3 mike has lost el once, experienced horrifying amounts of death, risked losing el AGAIN to the nightmare which he was trapped in mere hours before and has a sum total of 2 adults who even know this happened to him bc his parents still don’t fucking know a single goddamn thing!

now i wanna clarify i really really love hopper, the guy was unexpectedly saddled with a superpowered teenage girl who comes pre-packaged with a boyfriend and honestly i am 100% positive that if push came to shove hopper would have died to protect mike at any point but honestly i

i just

hop… hop…

ANYWAY

start of the season, mike is really attached to el. this makes sense. he has been through a lot, he has lost her. she’s similarly attached, because mike is the first person to treat her with kindness and honestly they’re also both hormonal teenagers. they go overboard. it’s the trauma

how is this handled?

ah yes by threatening the traumatized teenager with what he fears most

i’m just

haha yeah i love the face of panic on a boy who has been put through hell multiple times

(sidenote: shoutout to my boy lucas who really did try to be there for mike through this, even though he didn’t have the best advice and actually the romantic woes are a symptom rather than the root problem. he’s a good friend and a good boy but like there’s a reason why therapists are not 14 yo boys)

and then mike for the rest of the season just spends all his time going “hey! can we chill! on the whole using el! because she could die! people die! i have seen it! more than anyone else on this show!”

boy yeah what a little jerk wow

and also the main reason people hate mike after this season seems to be he doesn’t make time to play dnd with will and the whole “it’s not my fault you don’t like girls” line which like 1.) that’s just how playing dnd is, it’s 10% game and 90% being upset about scheduling conflicts, 2.) loss of interest in things you previously found fun is also a sign of trauma and i know the duffer bros didn’t mean to suggest that but god i think about it all the time, 3.) he apologizes immediately and 4.) he’s dealing with his own emotional issues and even so he continues to be the best among all their friends at checking in with will and being supportive. sometimes friends mess up and y’all have GOT to stop beating up on characters the moment they say something even mildly insensitive to fan favorites even if they immediately take it back

(also, he’s right. they do over use her powers. she literally loses them by the end of the season because of it. i get where max is coming from and she’s a good, supportive friend too, but mike is. like. right)

also he and max spend the whole last episode putting aside their disagreement and risking their to keep el safe and wow idk if this is a point in what i’m saying here but i love max and mike so much and i hope by next season they’re best friends

so how’s all this resolved?

mike is separated from el, his best friend (two of the only people with comparable amounts of trauma) and the last of the adults who has any clue what he’s going through

so anyway i’m fine how are you guys

[gigsinthesky]

i am fucking speechless. i worry about mike a lot but like half of the things i read here are things that i NEVER thought about. oof.

[winterswake]

[gigsinthesky]

andy just wanted to stress on the fact that ben had gotten hot over the years lmao we stan 👌

[gigsinthesky]

QUEEN ASKS

creds: @tenderbri 👁👄👁

1. Most underrated 70s album?

jazz but then again it's one of my least fav album of their entire discography :( bycicle race tho >>>>

2. What are Freddie’s best studio vocals?

the show must go on is such a strong and beautiful song and you can hear freddie's effort on getting every freaking note right while being very sick which is something that i will never wrap my head around, he was goig through the shittiest thing to go through and there he was, absolutely killing it

3. “Queen I” or “Queen II”?

queen I <3

4. What are Roger’s best studio vocals?

i'm just gonan be THAT fan and say that his vocals in i'm love with my car were the dopest

5. Most underrated 80s/90s album?

either the game or the works,,

6. What are Brian’s best studio vocals?

he sounds so ethereal in i want it all, even if it's just a small part of it, i'd listen to it on loop for hours uwu

7. “Nevermore” or “Lily of the Valley”?

i haven't listen to either of them oops

8. Fave bass line?

either the one from liar or the one from don't try suicide :)) that one has me dancing in public places lmao

9. Best Roger song?

i'm in love with my car and radio gaga

10. Fave guitar solo?

the one from borhap :,) i know i'm basic but you know what i don't fucking care

11. Fave drum fill?

i don't think i ever thought of that :o

12. Which lyrics never fail to make you emotional?

"i'll face it with a grin, i'm never giving in, on with the show." ✨

13. “It’s a Hard Life” or “Play the Game”?

oh no :( i think i'm gonna go with it's a hard life but it depends on my mood lol

14. 80s Queen or 70s Queen?

70s - in every single aspect :-)

15. Best Freddie song?

bohemian fucking rhapsody

16. An album track that deserved to be released as a single?

i'm gonna be extra and say misfire because i love it so much

17. Synthesisers yay or nay?

i dont really have an opinion but i can live with them

18. Fave guitar riff?

the one from keep yourself alive

19. “The Game” or “The Works”?

the game

20. Which song made you fall in love with Queen?

bohemian rhapsody and keep yourself alive <3 my two babies uwu

21. Whose solo projects are your fave?

don't really have a preference

22. Freddie’s best piano playing?

seven seas of rhye and i think more than a few people will agree with me on this one

23. Which 80s movie do you wish Queen would’ve scored?

maybe a not so realistic one like back to the future or something

24. “Jazz” or “News of the World”?

news of the world. by a fucking mile

25. Fave music video?

all dead, all dead :,) just because it's animated and it's adorable uwu uwu

26. Best Brian song?

'39

27. Whose fashion style do you want to emulate the most?

either john's or roger's

28. Roger with long hair or 80s mullet?

l o n g h a i r 💆

29. Current fave Queen song?

misfire oop

30. Deac/k/q/x/y?

K IS LITERALLY THE ONLY ANSWER EVER WDYM

31. On a scale of 1 to 10 how breathtaking are Roger Taylor’s eyes?

9.5 just because if he was a 10 then i'd be dead at this point

32. Best John song?

misfire, back chat and who needs you

33. Do you like or dislike Queen’s music hall/dixie land-style songs?

they're okay i guess

34. Which member are you most like?

maybe john because he's quiet with strangers but he can go absolutely bonkers when he's in a trusted environment lol

35. ‘tache or no ‘tache?

both, fred's my man either way

36. “White Queen” or “March of the Black Queen”?

white queen

37. Who is the prettiest?

baby john ofc

38. Least fave song?

i'm going slightly mad :/

39. Which modern day artist do you think Freddie would most like to collab with?

oooh maybe,, sia?? they would be such a powerful duo pls

40. Is the “It’s a Hard Life” music video valid?

oh because of the costumes? yeah they can do whatever tf they want and if they regret it now then i'm sorry guys y'all can't take it back now lol

41. Jelly sandals or clogs?

i would KILL for a good pair of clogs ngl

42. “There Must Be More to Life Than This” or “Is This the World We Created”?

don't know either of them

43. “A Night at the Opera” or “A Day at the Races”?

a day at the races uwu

44. Which song were you the most surprised to find out the writer of?

you and i just because it seemed like a really 'bold' song for john to write if that makes sense?? anyways i decided not to underestimate john's writing skills anymore

45. Desert Island Discs time: you’re stranded on a desert island and only get 10 Queen songs to listen to, which do you pick?

misfire, who needs you, spread your wings, back chat, borhap, seven seas of rhye, '39, play the game, radio gaga and don't try suicide

46. Do you prefer Smile’s or Queen’s version of “Doin’ Alright”?

smile's :))

47. Is Queen your fave 70s/80s band or do they have competition?

definitely but only because the beatles never made it to the 70s and 80s haha

48. If you could have any member on a modern day british panel show, which member and which show?

either brian or roger but i don't know british panels oop

49. Best use of a Queen song in a movie/TV show?

don't stop me now in shazam! (2019)

50. Would you rather be a roadie, a makeup artist, a costume designer, or a personal assistant to the band?

a roadie because i don't know how to be that useful hehe

[bad-end-iv]

“Making Eddie gay is bi erasure”

-Some dumbass out there, clearly wrong.

[gigsinthesky]

when richie tozier is,,, right there,,,

[richiekasprack-blog]

If you think that Richie didn’t sit in his room as a teenager listening to the song ‘Eddie My Love’ on repeat, you’re either delusional, mentally insane or a clown👏

[gigsinthesky]

i like to think that now that they're adults and together (because they are), richie just puts the song ever so often when they're cleaning or some shit because yES eddie's gonna make him fucking clean at least once a week lmao,, and he'll just start slow dancing with eddie cOMPLETELY DISTRACTING HIM and -get this- he'll say eds instead of eddie whilst he sings

eddie rolls his eyes but smiles because wow you lucky ass motherf-

[gigsinthesky]

bill hader smiling appreciation post !

this is from a movie so it was probably scripted and shit but good god he has the most adorable smile in the whole world it's literally not fair,, i need someone to just make him smile like this all the time i mean it's not gonna be me so someone has to just- ya know?

[gigsinthesky]

reddie: the quarry

this one is kinda yucky but anyways (:

ADULT AU !

after the six remaining losers jumped into the water of the quarry, everything was silent for a little while. they all just closed their eyes and listened to their friends breathing calmly, feeling utter peace for the firdt time in what seemed like forever. but perhaps it hadn't been that long...

but that tranquility was quickly broken by beverly who saw fit to splash ben in water. he gasped loudly and with a laugh he returned the favor. soon enough, all the losers were joining the water fight.

and just like that, it felt like 1989 all over again.

it was like everythig was the way it was supposed to be. balance had been restored. life was good. life made sense.

soon enough, a hand on his wrist made eddie fall out of that moment but none of the losers seemed to notice, too caught up in the childish water game. eddie turned to his right and saw that richie was pulling him to the side. eddie didn't say a word as they both swam away from the group where the water was calm. it was clear that richie wanted to talk.

richie sighed. "hey." he smiled.

"hey." eddie returned the gesture, still feeling richie's hand on his wrist under the water, rubbing soothing circles on the low part of his arm connected to his wrist. "what's up?"

richie ran the fingers of his free hand through his hair. "well, uh... i didn't really thank you for, ya know... saving my sorry ass back there." he chuckled nervously.

eddie bit his bottom lip, suddently reminiscing. "i'm just glad you're okay. you really scared me back there, man." he said, unconsciously swimming a little bit closer to his best friend who didn't seem to mind a little bit more proximity.

"yeah. thank you. seriously. you were really fucking amazing back there, eds. who knows where i'd be if it weren't for you." he said, almost in a whisper. eddie felt a lump form in his throat just with that horrible thought.

richie started runnig his hands up and down eddie's forearms, and he let him. because, even though he'd rather die than admit this, he loved to be touched by richie. even if it was a slight nudge on the shoulder, eddie was on freaking cloud nine.

son of a bitch, i can't believe how fucking bad i want to kiss you...

suddently, eddie saw richie's eyes go to his lips for just a second before going back to his eyes. eddie would've never taken that as a sign twenty seven years ago. but after what they had just been through, with their friends' yelling in the background, eddie kaspbrak felt bolder than ever.

well. almost.

"go underwater with me." eddie blurted out, taking both of richie's hands into his own. the man frowned. "just... just trust me. okay?"

richie nodded hesitantly. eddie counted to three and they both went underwater. with a great deal of effort, eddie opened his eyes as he tried not to gag.

and he saw it.

it was most definitely still his imagination but a boy was in front of him. a very skinny boy with a stupid hawaiian t-shirt and glasses too big for his face. that was richie. a long time ago, but still richie.

his eyes were still closed and eddie had to force himself not to admire him too much. this had to be quick, humans still can't breathe underwater, no matter how much technology had evolved through time.

eddie quickly leaned in and pecked richie's lips.

when he pulled away, his heart was beating out of his chest, he saw that richie had opened his eyes, undoubtedly due to his surprise. but it certainly was not the surprise eddie had in mind.

because richie had in front of him a short little boy with a fanny pack wrapped around his waist and a mop of messy dark brown curls. he looked scared, just like he used to. a long, long time ago.

for a second, richie didn't budge, and eddie almost led himself to believe that he had screwed everything up.

but soon, richie was surging forward and connecting his lips with eddie's in a much more passionate kiss. eddie brought his hands to the back of richie's neck as richie just pulled him closer by his back.

they were those scared derry boys and they were kissing.

but this kiss was so passionate that it was taking their breaths away quite literally, so, without pulling away for anythig in the world, the couple swam back into the surface.

as they came out, they were themselves again and that unusual magic was over.

they let out a long hard gasp against each other's mouths and when thry had enough air to keep going, they did with no hesitation whatsoever.

i'm kissing richie.

i'm kissing eddie.

it's like their mouths fucking belonged together, it was so menat to be it wad ridiculous. just the thought that they had been missing out on the other's lips for nearly three decades drew out a few moans and whimpers from both sides, but neither of them cared. the wanted each other, they craved for each other. they deserved to feel the relief.

eddie pulled richie closers until their chests were pressed against each other. richie let out a little laugh as he dragged his mouth over to eddie's jaw and neck. eddie bit his bottom lip, not even surprised with himself for allowing him to go there.

"eds, you taste so fucking... jesus fuck." richie murmured against his skin.

eddie let out a breathy chuckled as he pulled at richie's hair, warning a groan from the taller man. "not as good as you." he simply said before richie went back to his lips once again. eddie giggled before gladly receiving richie's lips on his.

"fucking finally." richie breathed out against eddie's mouth.

"it's been... so long." eddie whimpered, his hands still on richie's hair, gently tugging at it.

richie pulled away, almost breathless. "fuck, now i wish you had your inhalor with you because, my god, i can't fucking breathe." he laughed, leaning his forehead against eddie's.

"richie," eddie murmured. he couldn't believe how brave he was feeling, he felt like he was about to start spitting fire. "i love you." his voice broke mid-sentence. he never thought he'd be saying this and now that he was... "i love you so much. i-i'm so sorry i never told you, i-i was just -"

"scared, yes eds, i know." richie whispered, giving him a reassuring smile. "i've felt like that my whole life. god, i love you too eddie kaspbrak. it's always been you." he said. eddie could've sworn a tear fell out of his eyes but it could've just been a drop of quarry water.

eddie cupped richie's face with both of his hands. "you're my whole entire world, richie tozier." he said before wrapping his arms around the taller man. "i'm never letting you go again. i swear." he said in a low voice, trying not to start bawling his eyes out.

"it's you and me forever, spaghetti man." richie reassured him, his hands firmly placed around his waist. "always."

"always." eddie replied.

they hadn't noticed but the losers had stopped playing the minite they heard them coming out of the water. they were looking at them with huge smiles plastered around their faces.

mike held bill's hand underwater. the older denbrough sibling just smiled.

[exdeputysonso-archive]

James on Eddie’s death scene

[gigsinthesky]

"i didn't really want to die on a joke."

YES ANDY SHALL BURN IN HELL NO MATTER HOW MUCH I LOVE HIM

[laufeysons]

Bill… I love you, man. Love you too.

[gigsinthesky]

[b-b-b-bill-denbrough]

New trailer and new attempts to delete Benverly.

Me @ Andy Muschietti and the writers:

[gigsinthesky]

i think benverly will be too powerful for us to handle and that's why it hasn't been shown on the trailer. we're simply not ready lol

[gigsinthesky]

bringing this back to say...

I WAS RIGHT ✨

[deadblagel]

Little Red(die) Riding Hood

Inspired by anon and all the werewolf Richie art~

[gigsinthesky]

eddie be like ^^

[gigsinthesky]

reddie: the hammock.

this oneshot is lowkey another win for the gays ngl

ADULT AU !

eddie rolled his eyes as he climbed down the club house. "oh there you are." he sighed in annoyance at the sight of richie lying on the old hammock, one of his legs dangling from the edge.

"howdy partner!" richie greeted him. eddie only smirked at the man's silliness. "care to join me?"

eddie scoffed. "i better, dude, it's been my turn in the hammock for, what? two decades?" he joked, remembering that one day they had a heated fight over whose turn it was at the hammock.

"i meant with me, you idiot." richie chuckled. "i don't give a shit about your turn. or mine. i just want to be with you." he smiled shyly.

eddie's demeanor turned soft at those words. he tried to brush it off with another eyeroll but he was quick to join richie. he lied carefully on top of him, letting his head rest against the left side of richie's neck. the taller man sighed in content, wrapping his arms around eddie's body. "well that's much better, i gotta say." he commented, making eddie snort. "not gonna lie to you, i was starting to get bored out of my mind."

eddie laughed. "are you being legitimately serious right now? unbelievable." he muttered.

they remained silent as richie pressed a kiss to eddie's right shoulder. he smiled when he felt the gesture before bringing one of richie's hands to his lips, letting it linger there for a little while.

"you know," richie said, recieving a low hum from eddie. "we should totally fuck here."

"nope." eddie giggled. "there's no fucking way."

richie chuckled, knowing that that was gonna be the answer. "oh well. was worth a shot."

"no, it wasn't. jesus, you haven't changed a bit." eddie commented. richie shook his head lightly. "that's good, actually. i'm glad you didn't." he said. his smile started fading away. "i missed you, richie. i mean i know that's not technically possible because of the whole forgetting issue but, yeah. i missed you." he murmured, bringing richie's hand back to his face, seeking comfort. "i missed your stupid jokes..."

"i knew you liked them, you little shit!"

"quiet." eddie said, trying to hide the smile in his voice. "i missed how fucking obnoxious you were. i haven't been able to shut anybody up in years." he whined much like a child, making richie laugh underneath him. "i missed how you always took care of me." at those words, richie held him a wee bit tighter. "remember how you always used to carry an extra inhaler in case i had an attack and didn't have mine?" eddie snickered fondly at the memory.

richie shifted momentarily before raising his hand up for eddie to see it. eddie gasped when he saw what he was holding. yes - an extra inhaler.

"are you fucking kidding me?" eddie said, feeling his eyes glistening with happy tears. "i can't believe you still have it." eddie murmured, bringing the item to his chest as he traced it with his hand and richie kept holding it. when he looked closely, he saw that there was something written on it with what seemed go have been a black permanent marker.

for emergencies. eddie read.

"yup." richie whispered quietly. he was visibly touched. "for the longest time i had no idea why i had an inhaler or why that was written. all i knew was that... i needed to have it with me. just in case. i don't know." he shurgged.

eddie's heart fluttered. he carefully turned around so he was laying on his stomach, his chest pressed against richie's. he leaned down, pressing a kiss to richie's lips before nuzzling his face on the crook of his neck. richie's hand started going up and down the smaller man's back.

"can i say something really dumb and teenagery?"

richie snorted. "sure."

"i wish i could stay with you like this forever." eddie murmured, pressing a soft kiss to the skin of richie's neck.

"that's not dumb, eds. that's just the truth." richie simply responded. eddie chuckled. "aren't you gonna tell me not to call you that?" richie asked when he realized eddie wasn't saying anything to him about the nickname.

eddie shook his head, wrapping his arms around richie's shoulders lovingly. "nah. i realized those are just seconds wasted. so what if you call me a shitty nickname? doesn't make me love you any less, now, does it?"

richie almost cried at the mention of that word. but, as usual, he masked it with a dumb comment. "aw, eddie spaghetti loves me!" he cooed, tickling his sides.

"stop!" eddie shrieked, laughing in the process. "yes, i do, now get over it." he giggled.

richie pouted. "i love you, too." he said, kissing eddie's forehead momentarily before kissing his lips. "always have." he murmured, as he kissed down eddie's jawline and neck. eddie sighed.

"we're still not fucking here, rich."

richie snickered against eddie's neck. "i know, dude, i'm just kissing your neck. jeez, what a pervert." he commented playfully.

eddie laughed. "great, glad we cleared that up, keep going then." and richie did as he was told; he kept pressing soft and delicate kisses to eddie's skin. his hands kept going up and down his back, soothing him more than eddie would ever admit.

and that's how they fell asleep; richie's face against eddie's neck whilst eddie's arms were still around his shoulder. in his sleep, richie's hands were gripping onto the fabric of eddie's t-shirt, so, perhaps his subconscious was afraid that he'd wake up and eddie wouldn't be there.

and just like that, night time came and they had no idea. too caught up holding onto each other and dreaming of one another. that's when the losers decided to go look for them, just like eddie had done for richie a few hours prior.

needless to say, they were quick to guess that they'd be at the old clubhouse. but neither of them had the heart to wake them up, not when they looked so comfortable and peaceful. that was until beverly threw one of the spider protectors at them.  they both groaned at the feeling, gripping onto each other even tighter.

beverly snickered and threw a second one. "i think they got the message." ben chuckled at her actions.

eddie and richie opened their eyes and spotted their four friends. richie gave them the finger. "literally fuck you guys." he muttered hoarsely.

"what are you all doing here?" eddie asked, rubbing his eyes.

"we just came to get you." mike said. "it's getting cold outside. don't you guys want to go back to the motel and sleep on an actual bed?" he asked.

"yeah, one where you both fit m-maybe?" bill snickered in amusement as he saw that one of eddie's legs was also hanging from the edge of the hammock.

eddie shrugged, snuggling deeper as he got comfortable against richie's chest again. "nah. we're fine." he said as richie nodded in agreement, kissing the top of his head.

beverly's eyebrows shot up. "seriously?" she asked. richie hummed as if to say yes and closed his eyes. "well okay, then." she chuckled. "you can't fight love, can you?"

"fuck no, you can't." richie commented sleepily. "and if any of you wakes us up again, it's on sight bitches."

eddie shushed him quietly with his eyes closed.

"bye guys. sleep tight." ben commented before the four other losers left richie and eddie to their sleeping hours together.

[aestreholmes]

Two types of people

[gigsinthesky]