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imagine if Richie got braces

-one of the worst days of Richie’s life was having to walk into school with braces -it turned out his teeth were fucked, and now he needed to wear them for the next couple of years -everyone at school had a field day making fun of him, now that he looked even nerdier than before -the loser’s club tried to assure him he looked fine; that it was no big deal. But he saw Stan sniggering, and noticed Eddie’s pitying look -Richie eventually stopped talking, laughing, or doing anything that would risk showing people his braces. -Eddie started to notice; and knew there was only one solution: -he got braces too. Convincing his mom was way too easy. “But mom! Not getting braces could pose a serious risk to my mouth in the future! What if I end up with a jaw misalignment?!” -Richie is over the moon the day Eddie walks in to school and gives him the biggest smile ever; showing him his new rainbow braces -they actually really suit him; and it weirdly becomes the cool new thing. Nobody makes fun of Richie anymore. In fact, they’re all secretly envious -….but Eddie and Richie totally don’t end up getting their mouths stuck together after their braces tangle during a make out session…. -definitely not.

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*1990’s IT*

Eddie: wait I didn’t say everyone could use my inhaler. now all your germs are on it.

Bill: b-but y-you just handed it to Richie with n-no problem.

Eddie: like I care about Richie’s germs, I’ve kissed him.

Bill:

Bill: what

Eddie: what

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You better believe Eddie would sit on Richie’s lap rather than sitting in the grass cause it upsets his allergies even after he realizes that he doesn’t have allergies

Eddie, At 3 AM: Do you guys realize we never stop tasting our own tongues?

Richie: Then why don't I taste yours for a change?

Eddie:

Richie:

Ben:

Bill:

Beverly:

Mike:

Stan:

Eddie: That's so unsanitary.

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Richie: making my way downtown

Richie: walking fast

Richie:

Richie: walking slightly slower so my steps match with Eddie’s because he’s short

Richie: I can hold the entire world in my hands

Eddie: that's impossible, Richie

Richie: *cups eddie's face*

Eddie:

Richie:

Eddie: when was the last time you washed your hands

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Everyone else’s main priority: We’re all being chased by a killer clown that feasts on the fear of children…

Richie’s main priority:

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captain swan + (see you later vs. i will never see you again) kiss on the cheek

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Step one of the breaking up the writing slump was to toss out a few prompts to myself that I’ve been hoarding. I had thought what would come from it would be a romantic little thing, but this smutty little thing came instead. I may have to try again, as the prompt does deserve that romantic version.

“This morning all non-coffee energy comes from having slept in your blue shirt.” Sarah Manguso, Address on the Tenth Day, Siste Viator

Words: ~600 | Rated: R

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It was her – their – secret.

It couldn’t stay that way forever. Mary Margaret was too nosy and Elsa would eventually see through any story she’d try to concoct, but right here, these moments? Those belonged to just her and Killian.

The bed beside her, still rumpled and creased, had grown cold, and the thin curtain that framed the window billowed from the breeze that blew through crack Killian had left open when he snuck down the fire escape. But she was still wrapped in the soft blue flannel shirt she had thrown on when he began to pick through the clothes on the floor to retrieve his jeans and t-shirt from the night before.

The smile he had given her once he pulled the t-shirt over his head had been brilliant and blinding.

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Accidentally My Ass - Part 2

Part two of Accidentally My Ass, requested by @kmomof4 looks at things from Killian’s point of view on their first date after the “Original Swan-Jones Merger” Thanks for the prompt mama!! Rated M. Part one of this story was inspired by this post and prompt from @xemmalovekillianx. This chapter is unbeta’d. Also on ao3 and ffnet

Killian looked into the mirror again, straightened his tie, and checked the buttons on his jacket once more. His brother and friends always gave him shit about the amount of time he spent primping. It wasn’t that he was vain, but who didn’t want to look their best? Especially for a night out with Emma Swan. He looked himself up and down as the blonde goddess passed through his mind. “This is all wrong, mate,” he mumbled to himself, then proceeded to strip down to his boxer briefs and find a new ensemble for the evening. Good thing he’d given himself two hours when he’d started his preening. Looking at his phone he saw that he had exactly forty-five minutes left to finish and get to Emma’s doorstep.

From the moment Killian had seen Emma Swan he’d wanted her body, from the moment he’d met her, he’d wanted more. He’d pled with Liam, to add a stipulation to the upcoming merger. He even enlisted his brother’s wife, Elsa, to convince Liam to implement this new stipulation… Killilan would be brought on to the merged team as part of the business contract for a time no less than six months.

Checking himself one last time, and deciding he now looked devilishly handsome, he grabbed his wallet and keys and headed out the door. He wondered what deliciousness she would be wearing tonight, thinking back on that sinful red dress.

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The Talk (1/1)

Rating: Teen

Word Count: 1897

Pairing: Captain Swan

Beta: @j-philly-b

Notes: Set during the hiatus between 4a and 4b, Snow decides to have a talk with Emma. Just a little piece of fluff that came out of my desire to write dialogue. (AO3 link)

Emma cracks an eye open, fumbling for her phone to stop its insistent buzzing. As she swipes it silent and starts to get up, a strong arm wraps around her, pulling her close.

“Stay,” Killian murmurs, his voice scratchy with sleep. The first light of dawn is coming in through the window of his room, and Emma briefly gives up her half-hearted attempt to leave his warm bed.

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