Go Float Yourself

Chapter 1: Here It Comes

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Pairing: Richie Tozier x Eddie Kaspbrak

Title - Why Can’t This Be Love by Van Halen

Dedicated to @slashpalooza and @sam-i-am2468

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Eddie’s Tuesday started out as it normally did. Half a grapefruit for breakfast, thoroughly shower, text his best friend, Richie, a stupid meme, call Mike to confirm lunch for tomorrow, work from 8am to 6pm, and come home to pour himself a glass of wine. 

Right now he was pouring 4 glasses because around 3:00pm, Beverly called asking if her and Ben could come by to tell him something exciting and that Richie had to be there too. He was not sure what they could possibly want to talk about with the two of them. Eddie tried to push down the anxiety that they might be angry about something. He was pretty sure he didn’t do anything horrible recently, but he couldn’t be sure.

“Richie! Can you help me?” Eddie shouted from the kitchen of his apartment. “I don’t have enough hands to carry everything!”

“Coming, my love!” Richie joked annoyingly. Although Eddie didn’t find it entirely annoying, it’s just Richie being ridiculous. 

Story: It’s Not My Fault

Pairing: Richie Tozier and Eddie Kaspbrak

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Title - “Boys Don’t Cry” by The Cure

“So how have you been?” Principal Filch asked Eddie. He had popped into his office right before class to say hello, a routine Eddie started a week ago. He rolled his eyes at the man who chuckled. “That bad?”

“It is like I’ve been hit by a bus, trampled by cows, thrown off a cliff, into an icy sea of emotions.” Eddie responded. Mr. Filch full on laughed at his description, which did make Eddie smile a little.

I’m so sorry..

Silly empty boy

meets silly empty girl.

Both too dreadful to admit they’re lying to themselves.

So they shut their doors and board their windows,

captivating their hearts within their own personal hells.

They’re going through emotions

but none seem to come out.

They love catching holy water in their hands.

A substance that they know nothing about.

They turn their heads and deny the stinging that lands

until they screech at the cloud-filled ocean

Gazing down at their skins with acid rain brands.

Eddie: Lemme ask my mom

Pennywise: It’s not a choic-

you so

fucking

precious

when you

💖💗💕💞💘💓

💓 do anything 💝