BEEP BEEP, RICHIE

Indie Richie Tozier from IT Based on the novel by Stephen King Written by Moony

[trashmouthrichie]

Hey, y’all. I’m hoping to still be around. I’ve got multiple research papers due in the next month and really need to get them done. Hopefully I’ll have time to work on those and drafts here but if not, I’ll be around in the summer. Love y’all!!

[trashmouthrichie]

deathsdesiign: 

        you find yourself in a place enough times for the same reason and you start to notice. every couple of years it was always the same story; kids would disappear from derry, he’d feel their death, but he could never get  to their souls. something or someone would always get to them first. pennywise. it. whatever name or face it wanted to wear didn’t matter. as time wore on and mort started to become something a little more human, he realized he didn’t approve of what was happening in that small town. adult souls was one thing, but kids? kids had always had a soft spot to him, and knowing that they ended up in some demonic clown’s sewer just didn’t sit with him. so he waited and he watched. he did his best to intervene where he could but the outcome was usually the same. so many of them were on his list, destined to die, and it was hard to break that order…even if the cause of it wasn’t natural.          this time was different though. this time the boy’s name wasn’t on his list ( but he could feel it starting to scratch itself onto his skin. ) this time he could do something. “sorry buddy, this one’s mine.” he does his best to wedge himself between the clown and the small, broken body underneath. one hand resting on the kid’s shoulder and pressing his soul firmly down just in case it tries to slip free. a short handled version of his scythe is held up as a barrier of sorts, head tilting so he could look into the boy’s face. “ritchie? hey kid. it’s you’re lucky day. stay with me, alright?” 

               It must be some desperate attempt for his dying mind to bring some sort of peace in his last moments; a flicker of hope before everything goes black. A figure, human in appearance but supernatural in strength. The silhouette looming over him blurs, darkens, fades as Richie’s own eyes close. His eyelids are heavy, glued shut despite aching desire to keep them open. (Does Richie really want to see what’s happening? Does he want to hold onto life while unimaginable pain cripples him? While the realization that death can affect anyone hits him so hard? Richie might recover, but the scars will remain. This is something that a person can’t come back from. Even if Richie does heal completely -- an almost laughable idea -- the memories, the terror, will haunt him every damn time he closes his eyes.) 

               So he stops; stops trying to open his eyes, stops trying to regulate his breathing, stops trying to hold on, stops trying to survive. The fear is gone. After months of terror that no child should have to face -- that no adult should have to face -- the horror has faded. If Richie were able to form a coherent thought, he might feel some twisted sense of relief but everything is gone. Richie slips in and out of consciousness. 

               Then something is pulling him back. All of the emotions, all of the pain, the broken bones, the bruises, come rushing back. It hits Richie like a tidal wave, would knock him to the floor if he had been standing. Eyes flutter open -- barely -- and Richie can see the clown hesitate. It shudders, lunges forward. It’s form flickers -- clown, werewolf, that goddamn statue, clown again -- but doesn’t get any closer. 

                             “’M feelin’ real fuckin’ lucky,” Richie croaks. 

[trashmouthrichie]

okay but who would be a good fc for teen richie?

[batteryacidfcknuts-deactivated2]

@trashmouthrichie || plotted!

          Eddie checked his watch for the third time in the last five minutes. Richie had suggested that he give Eddie a ride home from school that afternoon. He brought it up in front of the rest of the losers, as if he felt it was important that they were convinced it was really going to happen – as it turned out they didn’t care either way. And why should they? Eddie and Richie were just good friends, just like the rest of them, they had no reason to suspect anything unusual – but Eddie knew what Richie really meant by his offer, it had to do with their ‘arrangement’. Eddie never would have agreed to something like this under normal circumstances. Nothing about their situation was ideal, it wasn’t what Eddie really WANTED – but it sort of happened by accident.

          The bell rang and Eddie actually JUMPED out of his seat – whether it was out of nervousness or excitement he couldn’t say. He rushed to his locker, gathered his things and all but RAN to Richie’s car in the parking lot. He knew it was POINTLESS – Richie was going to keep him waiting EITHER WAY, but the thought of keeping Richie waiting terrified him. Ever since he and Richie entered this new phase in their relationship, Eddie’s been worried about disappointing the other boy. He didn’t want to RISK Richie getting sick of him and things going back to normal – OR WORSE, Richie cutting Eddie out of his life all together.

          Eddie dragged a hand over his face as he stood and waited for his friend. It had only been a few weeks and the stress was already taking this big a toll on him. Eddie knew that he and Richie didn’t want the same things. He thought that maybe he could bring up how he REALLY felt about all this, but Richie’s been quick shut down any hope Eddie had in that working out. He and Richie were still friends, BEST friends even, and Eddie couldn’t deny that he THRIVED in the fact that Richie wanted him in ANY capacity – things were fine the way they were now. Eddie just couldn’t get GREEDY and start thinking things could blossom into something MORE.

          He FINALLY saw Richie coming towards him and was overcome with relief. Being around Richie still made him happy, that would probably never change. “Hey, Rich. You, uh – you ready?”

[trashmouthrichie]

                    Attention is split pretty evenly between the girl sitting in front of him -- brunette, tall, and way out of Richie’s league -- and the old clock that sat crookedly on the wall -- two minutes slow, a steady tick-tock-tick-tock-tick-tock that refuses to speed up, no matter how intently Richie glowers at its face. Another glance at the clock (is time slowing down?) before he makes up his mind and leans forward, pushing his glasses into place. “Hey.” It’s the barest whisper, and one unlikely to hold. One thing everyone knows about Richie Tozier: the kid can’t shut up. 

                     She doesn’t respond anyway. Maybe he’d been successfully quiet for the first time in his life, maybe she just doesn’t want to turn around. “Carla!” Not quite full volume, but certainly loud enough to startle Carla Bordeaux badly enough that she nearly tumbles from her seat. Oops. This time, she does turn, shooting a furious glare at Richie before leaning down to pick up her pencil. Richie is about to speak again when he’s quite rudely uninterrupted with the threat of detention -- again. 

                     “Please, si’!” Eyes widen behind thick glasses as Richie adopts an old persona. “I cain’t be stayin’ late! Me mum’ll whoop me ass!” No one laughs. Richie clears his throat before trying again -- this time, in his own voice. “I was just asking miss Bordeaux here if she wanted to study with me tomor--” If the bell hadn’t pierced the air at that second, Richie might have continued to speak and definitely would have gotten detention. 

                     The way Richie sweeps his notebook and pen into his backpack is almost graceful, standing up in the same motion and ducking into the hallway before anyone is able to stop him. Richie lowers his head, biting back a grin as he turns the corner. A successful evasion of authority once again. He has to take the long way to his locker (up the right staircase to the second floor, across the building, and back down) to grab his books from his locker. As he’s walking outside -- inches away from freedom -- Mr. Carson stalks toward Richie, fury etched into the lines on his face. Laughter bubbles from his chest as Richie runs. Runs as fast as he possibly can, racing toward his car. Ribs ache from laughter and tears sting his eyes as Richie skids to a stop in front of Eddie, struggling to catch his breath. 

                                   “--------------Sorry I’m late. Yeah.” He’s panting, struggling to contain remnants of laughter. “I don’t think--” Another gasp. “-------- Mr. Carson likes me.”

[ritualofchued-deactivated201806]

It did not want change or surprise. It did not want new things, ever. It wanted only to eat and sleep and dream and eat again.

[itcentral]

I’m just messing with you.

[dear-wormwoods]

hiya! i was wondering if you could help me out? i have yet to read IT, but would you be able to like provide any proof of richie's bisexuality? like is it an actual (even hinted canon) or is it only a popular headcannon? thank you!!

Well, there’s no REAL proof that Richie is bisexual, it’s just a vibe that a lot of people get from him when they read the book (including myself). Imo, the subtext about Richie’s sexuality is not as plentiful as the subtext for Eddie’s, and it’s also a lot more complex. The complexity and uncertainty is there namely because Richie as a character is someone who never reveals his FULL thoughts and feelings, even to the reader, and it can be incredibly frustrating. We never really KNOW Richie - there are always parts of himself that he keeps hidden, or never wants to personally address, and he shuts himself down from expressing thoughts and feelings that are ‘too real’ pretty consistently. So to get a read on him, you need to look between the lines A LOT. 

The main arguments for this are:

- Richie is very affectionate toward his male friends, but only in private, and he has very heightened awareness of how that might come across to passersby. When Bill is crying after their experience at Neibolt, Richie hugs him to comfort him but is worrying the whole time about ‘looking queer’ to anyone who might see them. He’s also very touchy-feely and vocally affectionate with Eddie, but not in public - only in the Barrens, or otherwise only around the other Losers. He knows what people would think if they saw him pinching another boy and calling him cute. And like, as someone who is bi and spent a long time in denial of it, I can vouch that it makes TOTAL sense to me that he would have a heightened awareness of how things ‘look’ because he has unrealized or unaddressed attractions, compared to friends who don’t have those attractions.  

- Richie is highly sexual - he’s presented as the friend who “knows more” about sex than the others. He steals his dad’s porno mags and jacks off to them as a twelve year old, while kids like Mike and Eddie have no idea what sex even IS yet. He jokes about it, he knows about STDs, he makes sexual comments, and then as an adult a lot of his characters and voices are very sexual. This isn’t to say that he’s bisexual because he’s sexual, though I wouldn’t put that past Stephen King to think that way, but it’s not a leap to think that Richie’s knowledge of and comfort with sexuality as a general concept is connected to his worry about appearing gay to strangers.  

- Related to this is Richie’s string of failed relationships. His adult romantic life is referred to pretty vaguely, because he never fully reveals details about it beyond funny anecdotes like the vasectomy thing. But it’s pretty clear that Richie doesn’t really DO relationships and the attempts he’s made at it have failed miserably and only lasted a few years at most. Mostly he just has sexual relationships, and the terminology used to reference this, like bare-backing, implies that not all of these sexual relationships have been with women. But it’s never explicitly stated. And again, Richie being unable to settle down and being a lifelong bachelor by choice is not evidence that he’s bi (though AGAIN, SK has such a shitty track record with LGBT characters that there’s a good chance he MEANT it that way). 

- Richie has moments in his youth where he provides detailed mental descriptions of both Bill and Beverly that are like… intense? And telling. He thinks about Bill’s strong back and heroic persona, and waxes poetic about his confidence and how he’s the most handsome. He also goes on about how pretty Beverly is, but tellingly also thinks of her as one of the guys - and how she’s ‘a very pretty guy’. 

- Richie also has moments of VERY subtle jealousy over Bill, but NOT when it comes to Beverly (in fact, he’s actively NOT jealous of Bev’s crush on Bill because it seems obvious to him - everyone can and should have a crush on Bill, in Richie’s mind). Rather, his jealousy comes out because of EDDIE’s affection for Bill. Richie consistently fights for Eddie’s attention by joking and pestering, but there are two moments in particular where he tries to be a bit more serious and protective, and they both have to do with Bill. The first is when Eddie goes to the dump with Bill to get supplies for the underground clubhouse, and Richie is quick to notice and complain that this action is inconsistent with Eddie’s fear of getting hurt/getting sick, because Eddie tells Ben about tetanus, which Richie had never heard of, and he’s immediately like ‘so why did you go to the dump to get this crap?’ and Eddie looks at Bill all adoringly and says the iconic “some stuff has to be done even if there’s a risk” line. Immediately after this, Richie starts convincing Eddie he’s going to get cancer - and Eddie ignores him and continues talking about Bill… but Richie pushes forward and keeps talking until Eddie engages him in the banter instead. The other moment is later in the book, after Eddie’s arm has been broken, before they go into the sewer. Richie attempts to keep Eddie from going with them, because he’s worried about his arm, but Bill shuts this idea down and basically says he will keep Eddie safe. Again, Eddie gives Bill that LOOK of pure affection (this is where he thinks, for the millionth time, that he would die for Bill). Richie sees this and immediately makes fun of Bill for having bad body odor, but it doesn’t get much of a reaction from Eddie. 

- On a more symbolic level, Richie’s fears and the way IT manifests itself to him have also been interpreted to imply bisexuality. Namely, the teenage werewolf can be read as not a monster, but a misunderstood boy who has an affliction that causes fear and horror in his peers. Richie being most afraid of THIS kind of of ‘monster’ shows that he might relate to it on some level - feeling ostracized because of something that can’t be helped - especially since the werewolf appears with RICHIE’S NAME stitched into its jacket. Richie sees himself as a monster, and IT knows that, so IT uses his name (IT does this again as an adult). None of the other losers “are” the monster, only Richie. 

- Similarly, as an adult, when IT appears to Richie on his walking tour, there are a lot of references to the giant eyeball and Richie’s preoccupation with eye-related body horror. Dreaming about hurting your eyes symbolizes being unable to see things clearly or accept things about yourself, and Richie has recurring dreams about this. He also is afraid of the giant eyeball manifestation, and IT references that - IT specifically tells Richie that the crawling eye is waiting for him, that they’ll have a dance party and he should bring Bev and Eddie to dance with, like a 50′s sock hop. It’s telling that these are the two people IT chooses to use to taunt Richie. IT also references Eddie’s shoes - and this is important because when they were kids, when they fought the eye, it was Eddie who broke everyone out of their fear stupors, especially Richie, who was deathly afraid of the crawling eye. Eddie lost his shoe in that battle, and Richie promised to buy him a new pair, and took credit for Eddie’s bravery even though he was really very impressed by it. IT referencing the eye, Eddie’s shoes, and Bev and Eddie as Richie’s dance partners can be construed as subtext. 

- Richie’s reaction to Eddie’s death is important, too, because it’s one of the only times Richie expresses REAL emotion (especially as an adult), and one of the many times where he hides what he’s really thinking from the reader. Eddie dies for Richie, despite always saying he’ll die for Bill (technically he dies for them both, but it’s Richie that he’s focused on - it’s Richie being in danger that triggers him to leap into action). Richie has the most intense reaction to Eddie’s death - he holds him, he cries… the others are almost unaffected by it, aside from Beverly. Richie thinks he can still save him even after Eddie has already died, and is pissed at Bill for only caring about IT, and is VERY pissed that Bill wants to stop for Audra after he made Richie leave Eddie’s side. After IT is dead, Richie wants to carry Eddie’s body out of the sewers but the others make him leave Eddie there, and his last emotional reaction IN THE BOOK is to sob, kiss Eddie’s cheek, and then scream in rage and kick the door to ITs lair. Beverly asks “why did you do that?” and Richie said “I don’t know.” and in the prose it says ‘but he knew well enough’. What did he know well enough? We never find out, because Richie never tells us - Richie buries his real feelings, as always. He buries them immediately and begins to forget. We don’t KNOW what all this means for him, but we can reasonably deduce from subtext that this is the moment where Eddie and Richie both had the opportunity to express their feelings for each other taken from them - Eddie’s confession was cut off mid-sentence as he died, and Richie cut himself off. And this is indicative of the pattern their whole lives took. Eddie’s misery was always due to extenuating circumstances and outside forces - he was never allowed to be himself or to feel things without shame. Eddie’s last moments were of self acceptance, finally, but still he was stopped in his tracks. Richie’s misery was always self inflicted, because he never wanted to be himself and never felt comfortable expressing himself. He always chose to bury, he always chose to pretend. And this moment is no different - Richie chooses to cut himself off, because it’s easier than to lose control of his feelings. Like, this scene obviously doesn’t have to be read this way, because nothing is actually STATED, and I think that was intentional. But… it’s the way that makes the most sense to me and a lot of other people who have read the book in the last thirty years. 

- FINALLY, there is how he is played in the miniseries. This is obviously also up to interpretation, but it seems TO ME that Harry Anderson played adult Richie as having a particular connection to Eddie even though the death scene wasn’t very well done. I also think Dennis Christopher 100% played Eddie as gay, regardless of what the script called for. Their body language toward each other feels like attraction, and there is a lot of silent communication between them. There’s also the bit of writing at the end that gives Richie some closure that Stephen King denied him - that he goes on to have a lucrative career with a comedy partner who looks and acts like Eddie. So, although Richie forgets again, subconsciously he still seeks out Eddie. 

OKAY THAT WAS MORE THAN I INTENDED ON WRITING AND IT PROBABLY ONLY PARTLY MAKES SENSE, but there you have it, anon. I know a lot of this hinges on Richie having feelings for Eddie, but I think there’s a fair amount of subtext that stands on its own too.

For more on this, here’s a really good post that I added onto a few months ago with great meta by @slinkhard and @sagansrecord about this which has more in depth explanations on some of these points - here it is: http://confnded.tumblr.com/post/166450841773/so-there-were-a-lot-of-hints-and-implications

[gayeddiek]

losers club dynamics: richie and stan

stan was sharp—too sharp for his own good, richie sometimes thought. the day mike brought his father’s album down to the barrens stan had almost flipped out. richie had, in fact, been nearly convinced that they wouldn’t see stan again and the losers’ club would become a sextet… but stan had been back the next day, and richie had respected him all the more for that.

[trashmouthrichie]

rosetozier: 

        ‘ I know that you’re trying, that’s why I’m not scolding you. ’ She admits softly. ‘ I’m pretty sure this is one of the classes that I actually fell asleep in and that’s why I did so good, because I didn’t bother anyone and talk. ’ Not like she did that now, Elizabeth was a loner to the T, she didn’t really have any close friends, Richie being basically the only one. Eyes focus on her work as she finishes it and looks over at him. ‘ He didn’t know with me, I suck at wood shop. ’ She admitted with a grin before taking some change. ‘ Come on let’s go get this copied. ’

               “Okay.” His sister’s assurance that their father won’t notice the report card had been tampered with is more than enough to assuage Richie’s fears -- she’s been looking out for him since he was born -- but he still wants to get it done as quickly as possible, put the whole ordeal behind them (until next term, when they’ll no-doubt have to fix his behavior again), and forget about it for a little while. Richie bounces off of the bed, smoothing the blanket down -- or attempting to -- before darting out of the room ahead of his sister. “Can we stop and get cigarettes? Mr. Keene’ll usually get ‘em for me if I let him keep the change. What an asshole. I mean, he’s a grown up and he wants to keep the extra money? D’you think I should start asking someone else?”

[trashmouthrichie]

@deathsdesiign

          This is not how Richie imagined he would die. Not even a teenager yet (  hell, he’s never even had his first kiss! ) and he’s lying on the ground, paralyzed, staring up at IT, whose blurred figure is just as terrifying without glasses perched on Richie’s nose. Drool dribbles from the monster’s mouth, coating its sharp, yellow teeth and gathering on its blackened lips before forming a long thread of thick saliva that falls closer to his unprotected face by the second. It reeks of death -- rotting flesh burning his nostrils with each pained breath. At least three of his ribs are broken, blood soaks his torn shirt and Richie is fairly certain he wouldn’t be able to run away if he tried. (And Eddie had laughed when his arm was broken. Laughed like an absolute madman, laughed as if the broken bone was the light tickle of a fucking feather.) 

          The world is growing darker and, god, this motherfucking clown is going to be the last thing Richie ever sees; yellow eyes burn holes in his own, evil shining with an unnatural light. Beep beep, Richie. The monster’s words echo through his mind like daggers, slicing away each coherent thought that attempts to surface. He’s going to fucking die and Derry is going to forget him. His teachers, his friends, his parents will all forget little Richie Tozier just as quickly as they’d forgotten the countless other missing kids. 

[trashmouthrichie]

rosetozier: 

          ‘ Well you shouldn’t be so tense, that’s why you got scared. ’ Elizabeth argues, eyes scanning him carefully as he pulls out the crumpled paper and handing it over. Delicate fingers smooth out the rough edges before she reads it. Richie was smart, Elizabeth knew this well, but there was always one class he couldn’t get the hang of. After a moment she opens on of her desk drawers and fishes out one of her old report cards. ‘ Nothing a little crafting can’t fix. ’ She admits, grabbing her scissors and cutting out a small section of her own paper. ‘ We’ll just need to go get it photocopied so Went doesn’t realize it’s two pieces of paper, pass me my piggy bank ? ’

         “No shit.” Despite a seemingly endless supply of bravado, Richie will likely always harbor a fear of his parents. “It shouldn’t matter anyway,” Richie adds as he rolls off of the bed and grabs the piggy bank sitting on the shelf. It’s surprisingly full -- unlike his own, which is emptied more often than Richie actually gets any money. “I mean, deportment? Why should I get graded on how I act if I’m getting all my work done?” ( Because you’re disturbing the other students, Richie! This is your last warning, Tozier. One more word and I’m calling your parents!! ) A dramatic sigh punctuates the sentence and Richie jumps onto the bed again, watching his sister. A beat of silence -- it’s really all the boy could ever manage -- before he’s speaking again. “You think dad’ll notice?” Unlike Lizzie, Richie still struggles to call his parents by anything other than mom and dad despite their distinct lack of parenting. 

[vaememes]

🔎   MURDER    MYSTERY    SENTENCE    STARTERS  !

( FEEL FREE TO CHANGE PRONOUNS AS NEEDED .

❝ we can’t go to the cops with all this information. ❞

❝ if we go to the cops they’re going to think we had something to do with it.  ❞

❝ this is a lot of information, we can’t just hide it from the cops. people are dying. ❞

❝ ahh, it’s just you… and, your infamous murder board. ❞

❝ i wish had a single clue as to what you do over there at that murder board. ❞

❝ so what did you find? any new leads? ❞

❝ it’s a long shot but i think i might have found something. ❞

❝ so, you think this is the person doing all these killings? ❞

❝ look, i just have a bad feeling about this person to not look into it, at least. ❞

❝ well, so far you’ve been right, so let’s hear what you’ve got. ❞

❝ the only thing we’re missing now is a motive. ❞

❝ what’s wrong with you? you can’t go around accusing innocent people! ❞

❝ okay, say i’m wrong, but i know i’m right about this.  ❞

❝ you did all that and came up with nothing at all? ❞

❝ i don’t think we’re ever going to track this killer down. ❞

❝ this person, or thing even, whatever, is really good at what they do. ❞

❝ we’re breaking laws to track this killer down now? ❞

❝ i’m just saying, go back through the file and look closer. ❞

❝ maybe we were right all along but overlooked something. something small. ❞

❝ okay, so we meet back here at night and find what’s in that cabinet. ❞

❝ we’re in too deep to give up now. we’re close, i can feel it. ❞

❝ let’s split up, meet back here in ten. ❞

❝ how come every time something goes down, you arrive late? ❞

❝ okay, so this is the killer, now how do we catch them? ❞

❝ not exactly what we’re expecting to find but we definitely need to call the cops. ❞

❝ we can’t do this all on our own anymore, we have to go to the police. ❞

❝ i think we may have just found the killer’s next target. ❞

❝ there’s a place i found out about, i think we should check it out. ❞

❝ the only surviving victim is hospitalized and unable to actually speak about it.  ❞

❝ all we keep coming up with our dead ends, maybe we should just give up. ❞

❝ you think that i’m the one doing all these killings? ❞

❝ tell me again why you think this killer is after me of all people? ❞

❝ if we don’t do something now, more bodies are just going to keep piling up. ❞

❝ so, we’ve narrowed it down to these two people now. ❞

❝ look, i get your concerned and scared, i am too, but let the police handle it. ❞

❝ if we can hack into the system, we can find out everyone who got this text. ❞

❝ no, no. i think this killer is someone close to us, maybe closer than we think. ❞

❝ i don’t know if i can continue doing this. ❞

❝ we need to get everyone together and come up with a plan. ❞

❝ if this plan doesn’t work, we go straight into plan b. ❞

❝ i think we should really start making a plan c, maybe even plan d. ❞

❝ this plan officially sucks and is getting us nowhere. we’re sitting ducks. ❞

❝ i think i might have found a pattern within these killings. ❞

❝ all the killings happened in the place, around the same time. ❞

❝ wow, you all are almost better than the cops. ❞

❝ it’s like a jigsaw puzzle, there’s too many missing pieces. ❞

❝ my suspicion is usually always right, even more so than my gut.  ❞

❝ we’re doing this tonight and if we’re lucky, we’ll catch the killer. finally. ❞

[tozierbraks]

[storyofsin]

A few things that I don’t see talked about from the It novel:

- It took Eddie three tries to finally leave his mother.

- While most of the Losers had one primary ‘Fear’, Richie had three (The Paul Bunyan statue, the werewolf, and the giant eyeball).

- Beverly was the closest thing the Losers had to ‘muscle’ and did the most physical damage to It.

- All of the Losers were assholes to each other and said pretty terrible things to each other.

- Stan threw a pie tin in his living room and shattered a window in his home.

- Eddie laughed when Bowers broke his arm because he never felt true pain before and it was sort of exhilarating to finally know what it felt like.

- Mike was incredibly intelligent and knew so much about the history of the town (from his father).

- Mike’s fear stemmed from when his father saw a giant black bird (that was It) during the burning of the Black Spot.

- It was Stan’s idea to clean Beverly’s blood filled bathroom and when they finished he paid to have Beverly’s washcloths cleaned.

- It was also Stan’s idea to do the blood oath.

- At one point Stan gets his hands on fireworks/firecrackers and asks if they can all go to the dump to light them off.

- Eddie had a hero worship type of relationship with Bill and was convinced that every other person saw him in this way too.

- Ben was very handy and helped the other Losers build plenty of things (a dam, an underground fort, etc.).

- Richie was uncomfortable with showing any form of sincere intimacy with another boy if he thought anyone would see him.

- Richie is the reason why Beverly ended up joining the Losers Club.

- Richie and Beverly were the two primary smokers but Bill smoked too occasionally and Ben did once as well.

[trashmouthrichie]

irefull: 

And just like that, Patrick was on Richie’s heels.  Hands and elbows were shoved at anyone who dared to get in the way of him catching his prey.  “Runnin’ ain’t gonna help ya, now!”  He called out towards Tozier.  “Whether it be today or t’morrow, I’m gonna get ya!”  Hockstetter would show up to Richie’s house int he dead of night if he had to.

If Richie wasn’t already on Patrick’s radar, he might have been more worried, but the bully tends to single Richie out anyway -- a few ill-intended words simply provide a warning that Patrick isn’t normally kind enough to give him. Breath rips from his lungs in short pants as Richie runs, ducking under arms and weaving through bodies, glancing back every few seconds to make sure there’s still enough distance between them. 

[ninakrilova]

You left me! You took me into Neibolt! You’re not my friends! You made me go into Neibolt!

[trashmouthrichie]

rosetozier: 

          Elizabeth leans against the wall in the hallway, watching Richie do his best to avoid their father, who was releasing his wrath on the kitchen. When the boy is in arms reach she pulls him into her room and closes the door, waiting for him to sit on her bed before sitting at her desk. ‘ So, what happened ? ’ She asked with with curious eyes. ‘ You’re avoiding Went like the Black Plague and you’re the favorite child so something must be wrong. ’

          Fingers close around his wrist and Richie bites down on his lip to stifle a yelp. A half-assed excuse for why he’s sneaking around is already forming when Richie realizes that it’s Lizzie that had grabbed him and not an angry parent. “Oi, lassie! Ya scarred me half t’ death!” He takes a deep breath before fishing the crumpled report card from his back pocket and presenting it to his sister. The F has a careful line --  FI -- it’s almost convincing (and likely would be if the letter matched the other A’s on his report card. “Y’think they’ll be able to tell?” Richie jumps onto the bed, kicking off his shoes and flopping back.