Low quality Reddie comic based on something cute @tastytozier said
this is adorable

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@r-u-reddie
Low quality Reddie comic based on something cute @tastytozier said
this is adorable
Reddie Fights on Movie Night
*both watching Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, Richie’s pick*
Eddie: *pouts*
Richie: *sigh* What’s wrong?
Eddie: *mumbles*
Richie: What Eddie?
Eddie: whydonttheyeversing?
Richie: WHAT EDDIE??
Eddie: WHY DON"T THEY EVER SING?
Richie: HARRY IS THE CHOSEN ONE! HE’S FIGHTING FOR HIS LIFE FROM A FUCKING DRAGON!! WHY WOULD HE SING?
Eddie: SO I CAN HAVE A BETTER FUCKING TIME!
Richie: NOT EVERY MOVIE IS A FUCKING MUSICAL
Eddie: IT SHOULD BE!
Richie: YOU THINK MAMA MIA IS BETTER THAN THE ENTIRE STAR WARS FRANCHISE YOU HAVE NO TASTE
Eddie: *gasps* MAMA MIA IS FUCKING AMAZING! I’M NOT GOING TO SIT HERE AND LET SOMEONE WHO THINKS THE KFC MASCOT’S NAME IS “CO-LO-NIAL SANDERS” TELL ME I HAVE NO TASTE
Richie: I MADE THE MISTAKE ONCE! ONCE! ONE TIME!
Eddie: ONE TIME TOO MANY!
Richie: *thumps him on the head*
Eddie: *tugs a curl*
Richie: You actually drive me crazy
Eddie: Ditto *mumbles* dick.
Richie:…
Eddie:…
Richie:…
Eddie: *still sitting in Richie’s lap* So do you think I’d be the person you’d have to save from the lake in the Tri Wizard Tournament?
Richie: Of course baby
:’))))
canon
do you know r-u-reddie
Not personally but I follow them! @r-u-reddie
hey!
the Pure eddie kaspbrak energy……WHEW……
Eddie’s pretending to scroll through Twitter because he’s bored but really he’s pulling a #you’re doing amazing sweetie
i’m sobbing this is amazing
I read some Reddie fics that I liked a lot! and I got inspired to do something.
This is Richie Tozier (from IT) inspired by Bright as Yellow and Wrapped in Blue written by Speakslow :)
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this style is incredible!
richie: i just injured myself dabbing under the sheets
eddie: im literally begging you to go the fuck to sleep
I come to you in pieces
Summary: Eddie Kaspbrak works for a branch of the FBI that oversees supernatural creatures in a world where humans are aware of nonhumans. He is determined to redeem his very nature by helping people who can’t otherwise help themselves. He never counts on meeting his soulmate in the back room of a blood trafficking den. All that he knows is that to keep a very human Richie Tozier safe, he has to stay far away, an idea that is easier in theory than in practice.
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: 3378
Notes: First person chunks are Eddie journaling. The rest of the fic is business as usual.
Read on AO3
There was a time when the world was still in the dark about what hid in the shadows. A time when all we had to fear were the monsters we perceived as real. Diseases. Accidents. Natural Disasters. People. I was taught to fear all that and more. Maybe if I hadn’t been imprisoned by my mother’s fears, I wouldn’t have been so desperate to escape. I wouldn’t have run far and fast. Maybe I wouldn’t have died. Maybe I wouldn’t have changed. The world is different now. The shadows don’t hide us anymore. People are looking. They’re afraid.
They should be.
Keep reading
i’m already obsessed
myra, trying to be polite at eddies funeral: i don't think we've met, how did you know my husband? richie, hurt and angry but still a child: y'all hear something??
myra: hi im eddies wif-
richie:
myra: “im eddie’s wif-”
richie:
i wanna dance with somebody
this style is adorable
u know that sassy chipmunk from enchanted that was done with everyone’s shit and super over dramatic?
eddie
This. This is the best characterization. Everyone else can go home.
So I’m writing a Reddie abo fic and it’s gonna be smutty and emotional and fluffy and ya’ll are not ready for it I swear.
i’m so ready
Richie Tozier, Pride, 1994
(guess who his Bert is)
oof
We are going to start posting fills from the writing team very soon! You all can be as involved as you want with the process in one of two ways.
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We can’t wait for you to see what we have in store!
Writing Team: @hoeziertozier @reddies-spaghetti @tinyarmedtrex @pattybloom @richiefuckfacetozier @londone-fog @hanscom @quixoticquest @sunsetozier @kinghanscom @imeddie
i’d love to be added to the perma-tag!
Eddie had been up for hours.
Sitting in the chair across the room with nothing but his underwear to hide his shame. His eyes were fixated on the beauty in his bed, sprawled out on the comforter in a running pose. The stream of morning light danced across his soft skin like a painting, the gold in his hair highlighted by the warm summer sun. There were striations in his lean figure and Eddie couldn’t stop the sinful memories from the night before.
They hardly ever spent the morning together like this, for fear of the neighbors judging glare. Being with another man was a death wish. Eddie knew this but also knew that Richie’s touch was kind while others were harsh, his words encouraging while others sharp, kiss love like fire while others were ice.
Yes it was all so scandalous, he a soldier on leave from the army, and Richie a flower child from out west preaching peace and love. They were destined for failure the moment they had met and still Eddie never wanted to be with anyone else. With his long hair and full lips, Richie was everything he wanted and more. Life, it seemed, was unfair.
Richie stirred, lifting his head a few inches to glance over to his lover. “Your up early.” He muttered, his voive hoarse and deep. “Figured you’d be out till noon after last night.”
Dispite himself, Eddie smiled. “Beep beep trashmouth.”
He must have noticed something was off because Richie sat up, rubbing the sleep out his eyes and letting the sheets pool at his waist. “Eds?” He whimpered, crawling across the matress to where Eddie was. “What’s wrong?”
Eddie took in a deep breath, dropping his gaze. “I need to tell you something and you aren’t going to like it.”
Richie stood then, his nudness going unnoticed. “What is it?”
There was an overpowering urge to cry, to weep at his lovers feet and admit defeat but he understood how important this was, the implications like a weight in his chest. “I got my orders last night Rich.”
“No.” Richie whimpered, ripping Eddie’s heart from his chest. “ Oh god no.”
It needed to be said, even if they both knew. “They are sending me to Vietnam.” It was sour on his tongue, the words burning his throat. “I ship out at the end of the week.”
“No.” Rhichie breathed like it was all he could say. “No, no, no…”
“I’ll be the medical officer in Charlie Unit.” The front lines, exposed and vulnerable. “I can give you the address so you can write, you don’t have to…I know how you feel about this war and-”
“We can run away, me and you.” The words tumbled out desperately, want and fear like dust in the air. “Today, we can get in my van and just drive. Drive till there is nothing left.”
Eddie shook his head. “Richie-”
“Fuck this, fuck all of this. Please Eds.” He whined, crawling into Eddies lap, digging his knees on eaither side of his hips and burying his hands into Eddie’s hair. “Please, run away with me.”
They kissed, deeply and desperately. It was scorching Eddie’s lips, tears melting into their connection making it salty and sad. Pulling away Richie traced his cheeks, keeping their foreheads pressed. Eddie took in his scent with one deep breath, searing it into memory. “I have to go, you know that.” It was a painful awnser, bit the right one still.
Richie was sobbing, his entire body shaking. “Eddie, baby…please…”
“I’m sorry Richie. So fucking sorry.” And he was, because this was his job, his life but if he had know Richie before things would be different. He would have happily never joind the Army, instead traveling the world with the hippe he had grown to love.
“You come back to me, you understand?” Richie cried, clutching into him with despair. “Do what you need to do and come back. I need you.”
“I will.” Eddie promised
And he kept that promise, only he was accompanied by a folded flag.
excuse you
its so BAD but lol here
i am living and dying for your style
I wanna post the first chapter of a WIP I haven’t announced yet and idk if I should. @sunsetozier thinks I should. Would anybody read it?
I never posted a WIP without hyping it up so I’m nervous
sara pls i’m begging of u