Eddie and Richie’s relationship confuses the absolute hell out of everyone who sees them because they can go from sickeningly adorable and affectionate to ‘I will kill you and everyone you love’ in about .06 seconds and with no apparent warning to an outside observer.
From their own perspective it only makes slightly more sense - they’ll be making out and complimenting each other and kissing one another’s freckles but then Richie’s hair will fall forward and tickle Eddie and he’ll squirm and accidentally knee Richie in the stomach, and then Richie starts tickling him more for revenge and then Eddie all but kicks him ass over tea kettle off the couch and grabs a pillow screaming “It’s a war now, motherfucker!”
eddie would go on a full on a five minute "laugh so hard it hurts" fit and then be like "richie you are the least funny person i've ever met" and richie would say "i know" and be absolutely smitten
hi, im the anonymous that asked about reddie, lee eddie. i did have an idea of maybe the losers all playing hide and seek, richie the seeker, but they have a weird rule where when the seeker finds someone they tickle them to let the others know they were found or sumthin. just an idea.
hey, thanks for getting back to me!! i could definitely give this a shot :)
hi there! i was wondering if you could maybe do a part 2 of one of your reddie fics from 3 months ago, accidentally distracting. kinda like when eddie wakes up if u know what I mean.
hi!! i didn’t feel super inspired to write a whole pt 2 but take this lil drabble, i hope it suffices!! (continuation of this fic).
Eddie doesn’t get much studying done, and winds up falling asleep just like Richie, the two of them all curled up with Richie’s head on Eddie’s shoulder.
But, of course, Richie isn’t going to let the moment remain peaceful. He wakes first, a sleepy smile spread across his freckled face. The nap has sobered him up, but he remembers the conversation he had with Eddie before the two of them fell asleep, and his smile quickly turned mischievous.
Carefully, he reaches a hand over and drapes it over Eddie’s waist, and lets his fingers trace feather-light patterns over his boyfriend’s side, gentle and barely-there, but Eddie’s sleeping form still twitches slightly at the sensation.
How Eddie’s managed to his his ticklishness escapes Richie, who has never mastered the art of holding back his laughter, but he views it as a challenge, ready to put Eddie’s pre-nap promise into action.
He wiggles his fingers against Eddie’s hip, and listens to the way his breath hitches, watches him squirm ever-so-slightly.
Always impatient, Richie doesn’t waste more time teasing, and sticks his hand up Eddie’s shirt and starts scribbling at his belly.
Eddie squirms, eyes blinking open as the sensation floods him, and laughter spills out before he can think to stop it. “Rich, what the hell?” he squeaks.
“You said I can figure out where else you’re ticklish,” Richie replies simply. “I’m just doin’ what you told me, babe.”
Eddie remembers saying that, and mentally smacks himself for giving Richie that permission, because of course his boyfriend is gonna abuse that. But, he doesn’t really mind that much, if he’s being honest.
“You couldn’t hahave waited until I woke up?” he asks, giggling.
“You just looked so cute asleep like that, I couldn’t help myself,” Richie says, latching onto Eddie’s sides and squeezing.
And, because he’s so smitten with his stupid boyfriend and his tickling hands, Eddie doesn’t stop him. In fact, he lets Richie explore all the ticklish spots that he’s got, even if it leaves him gasping for breath and totally flustered beyond belief.
The dopey grin on Richie’s face is worth the “suffering” that he endures. And, besides, he’ll get his revenge later. But first, he has to finish studying, as he was so rudely interrupted earlier.
eddie never understood richie’s delight in his discomfort. in fact? it was infuriating.
eddie pretty much accepted the fact that he had permanent bruises on his hips and waist from richie pinching his skin there or digging his fingers into him.
you’re just so soft, was one reason.
you’re cute when you blush, was another.
but none of them sent a chill down his spine like richie’s favorite reason.
summary: syd and stan get high, and syd discovers something new about her best friend (warnings for drug use, drug-related jokes, and a little mention of sex, but not graphic).
a/n: new fandom alert!! i rewatched ianowt recently so here’s a fic. i hope you enjoy and please let me know what you think!! plus, my prompts are now open for it, ianowt, and stranger things :)
words: 1,190
Syd thinks she’s high more often than not nowadays, and the culprit behind her newfound deviant behavior was none other than Stanley fucking Barber. She doesn’t actually mind at all, but she likes to point fingers at him for turning her into a total stoner.
“You should be thanking me,” he’ll say, grinning as he passes her a joint.
She shakes her head fondly and accepts it with a smile, taking a long drag. “You know, marijuana is a gateway drug. When I wind up addicted to crack, it’s gonna be all your fault.”
Stan snorts. “Well, be mad at me about it then, but for now, just shut up and pass it.”
summary: syd and stan get high, and syd discovers something new about her best friend (warnings for drug use, drug-related jokes, and a little mention of sex, but not graphic).
a/n: new fandom alert!! i rewatched ianowt recently so here’s a fic. i hope you enjoy and please let me know what you think!! plus, my prompts are now open for it, ianowt, and stranger things :)
words: 1,190
Syd thinks she’s high more often than not nowadays, and the culprit behind her newfound deviant behavior was none other than Stanley fucking Barber. She doesn’t actually mind at all, but she likes to point fingers at him for turning her into a total stoner.
“You should be thanking me,” he’ll say, grinning as he passes her a joint.
She shakes her head fondly and accepts it with a smile, taking a long drag. “You know, marijuana is a gateway drug. When I wind up addicted to crack, it’s gonna be all your fault.”
Stan snorts. “Well, be mad at me about it then, but for now, just shut up and pass it.”
