You know I want to ask about the Lanskiano, but I’m going to ask about Richie losing his shit over the tiny shorts instead. 😘
But you already know everything about the Lanskiano fic 😂❤
But yes, here's college Reddie WIP
The day Richie Tozier died (again) began as a pretty mundane one. It was a Thursday in mid-April, sunny, the chilling bite of winter had finally left and the university students were looking forward to the warmer weather. It also meant more time for the track and field team of the university to spend more time outdoors for practice. Something that Richie always has a keen interest in attending. Purely for scientific purposes, you see, as he's collecting research for a private study about his boyfriend, Eddie Kaspbrak, and his athletic abilities. And how said boyfriend looked while showing off his athletic abilities.
Yes, Richie was a very serious scientist. He tried to attend as many practices as he could and so far had not missed one track competition, even if it was out of state. Eddie had always insisted it wasn’t necessary for him to come out for every meet, but Richie wouldn’t have it. Eddie thrived in track and Eddie thrived knowing that Richie was there to love and support him. For Eddie to be where he was now compared to a few years ago was nothing short of a miracle. And Richie, despite him denying it all, had a lot to do with helping Eddie get to that point.
Richie and Eddie didn’t complain they actually preferred the cramped attic space away from the others. It was their private sanctuary where they could safely be who they really are. They made the room their own, posters of graphic novel series and bands were put up, their favourite tokens from home put messily onto shelves, even a small stuffed bear that Richie still couldn’t part with made the university journey. He had to turn it to face the wall each time he was balls deep inside Eddie because such things were not meant for stuffed animals eyes.