i HATEEE uploading video media to tumblr bc it just feels weird doing it but iām stuck back in my richie phase (it never rlly left tbh) and i finally got around to creating an oc for the show :3 i havenāt written much for her or them together yet bcā¦ writerās block is a bitch rn. maybe at some point i will. who knows
some of pennās lore:
ā¢sheās tinaās niece. her mother gave birth to her when she was too young (sixteen). her father wasnāt around as much and as a result, tina took penn into her care. penn changed her last name to marrero when she was 18
ā¢penn thought she found an eternal love and began establishing a family with him, (had her daughter at 25) when he suddenly left without saying anything. penn and her daughter, isa (now 5) were welcomed back into tinaās home. tina encouraged (forced) penn to take up a position at the beef (big mistake)
ā¢penn and richie take a quick interest in each other. thereās a lot of pushing and pulling but when they both decide to get over themselves, they find a second chance in each other
overcoming parental anxiety: the official guidebook
summary: the crew visits nat and her newborn at the hospital, and you're overwhelmed after seeing richie's happiness
warnings: none, mostly fluff
āwhat was that back there?āĀ
you jump as richie sits beside you, your eyes finally peeling away from the wall youāve been staring at for the past few minutes. youāre too ashamed to really meet his gaze, too embarrassed to even be in his presence again. you donāt want to address whatever the fuck just happened, but of course with richie being richie, he wants to.Ā
āwhat do you mean?ā you know exactly what he means, but you want to keep the peace as long as possible.
natalie had been in the hospital a few days after giving birth and everyone had decided to check up on her together. richie asked to hold his niece andā¦ it was perfect. heās perfect. itās that softness that people never - if ever, rarely, - see off of him, the way his gaze turns all melty warm as he looks down at his little niece. like she's the sun itself. itās his little gasp of excitement when she grips so tightly around his finger that makes your heart clench. the way he looks over to you with the biggest smile youāve ever seen off him and how he practically glows.
some people on this earth are made to be parents and richie is one of them.
and some damned little neuron in your brain made it to where you could see a future like this with him. you imagined it was your baby that he was holding instead, that he was looking at you with so much love and warmth and pride. you and richie had never really talked about kids, aside from you meeting eva, and youāve never actively wanted a life like this. you never once envisioned yourself as a mother and raising children with anyone never really appealed to you.Ā
which is why it scared you so damn bad when the thought finally did hit you.Ā
when it came your turn to see natās baby, you went still. your eyes glazed over and your hands went all clammy. you fully envisioned yourself messing up bad - holding the baby too tight, holding her wrong, accidentally hurting her - and you knew thereād be no way to stop it from happening. you werenāt good with kids and you didnāt know what to do with them, despite how much richie wanted it.
richie noticed your nerves and tried to comfort you how he knew to, his hand resting on the small of your back, whispering sweet nothings into your ear, but it didnāt work.Ā
instead of holding sophie, you smiled at natalie and made some stupid, awkward joke about how it would probably be you who would drop the child, and quickly left the room.Ā
you donāt know why you didnāt just leave after that and now part of you wished you did.Ā
richie rolls his eyes at your deflect, letting out a little scoff. āyou that allergic to kids?āĀ
āno.āĀ
āthen whatās the problem? you really canāt hold a baby for two seconds?āĀ
āiā¦ i donāt know, richie. itās justā¦ itās likeā¦ like my life just fuckinā flashed before my eyes. i know how corny that sounds, butā¦ it scared me. i saw you, usā¦ a familyā¦ am i ready for that? what if iām a terrible mother? i mean, i freaked the fuck out with natās babyā¦āĀ
āokay, slow the fuck down.ā richie chuckles softly, scooping your hand into his own and pressing a kiss to the back of it. you know that in some fucked up way that it makes him giddy that youāre scared, because it means youāve thought about this, with him, more than once. āwe donāt have to decide anything now. iām not expecting anything from you. andā¦ if anything at all, i like where weāre at. i like seeing you with evie andā¦ not to freak you out more but she loves you.āĀ
hearing that makes you halt, makes you finally find the courage to glance over to him. āā¦she does?āĀ
richie nods and thereās a big smile on his face. āshe wants you around, yāknow. youāve given her so much confidence to justā¦ be herself. and every time i pick her up sheās always asking what weāre gonna be doing.āĀ
you chuckle quietly, squeezing his hand, and he squeezes yours back. āi do really love hanging out with you guys.āĀ
āhmā¦ iād hope so.āĀ
you roll your eyes, trying to hide the smile that creeps on your own face. ājust take a fuckinā compliment, richie.āĀ
he chuckles softly, leaning forward to press his forehead against yours. āi love you. we want you around. itās not the same without you.āĀ
it feels like a heavy weight is lifted from your shoulders with that confirmation and you can finally breathe out a sigh. your eyes flutter shut as your freehand raises to cup his jaw. āi love you, too, richie,ā you murmur to him. āandā¦ i want to be around. itās justā¦ fuck itās so scary. what happens when i fuck up?ā
āi know. believe me, i know. but we fuckinā got this. you got this. and when you do fuck up, because everyone doesā¦ iāll be there. iām here for you.āĀ
you nod again and slowly open your eyes, gently caressing richieās cheekbone with the back of your fingers. āi donāt know what iād do without you, richie.āĀ
and you mean it. richie seems to pick up on that fact because his eyes get all soft and full of stars and he lifts his head, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead. his lips linger against your skin and you slowly drop your hand from his face, your touch ghosting against his exposed skin.Ā
āyeah, well. me neither. got no clue why you decided to give my old ass a chance.āĀ
you chuckle softly, giving him a little shrug. āyouāre not that oldā¦āĀ
āha ha.ā richie presses another kiss to your hand this time, breathing out a soft sigh onto your skin. āso, you gonna come back? itād be better if you were there. mostly for me.āĀ
you wince just at the idea of having to face everybody again, but if richieās the one whoās askingā¦Ā
"yea. sure. i guess."
richie smiles again and he scoffs out a laugh, "wow. don't sound too thrilled."
"richie, you want me there or not?"
"yes! jesus, yes, we want you there. it's gonna be okay, y'know that?"
iāve been spending a lot of time thinking about tlou since itās been getting popular again & i rewrote an old old old oc of mine. had her in the drafts since about 2023. i love writing for her & may or may not upload a fic soon š¤
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