They're gazebos, they're bullshit!

Chap1

“Loose ends” Is gonna be a REDDIE webcomic inspired on IT by Stephen King.

Summary: Semi AU. It’s been four years since the kids faced IT down the sewers. They’re all in high school living normal lives being as good friends as ever; then Richie hears his old self warning him about something important.

Old Richie’s grieve and regret is so inmense that this other, seventeen-year-old Richie somehow listens and feels the pain of his other self. And knows he has to do something different this time, to not end up like this alternate Richie.

SIDE NOTES:

I’m mostly inspired by the book and some things from the old and new film. From the new film I’m using the date setting and the appearance from the characters which are more “popular”.

Why is REDDIE one of my favorite ships right now? Well, I’m 34 years old and I’m an old time fan of IT, and by that time, it was a huge taboo to ship gay couples. –And apparently still is for some people–.

There’s NO question what Stephen King intended with these characters. Since the whole theme about the novel, as redundant as it may be, it’s fear. And the way this great author managed to tell so much about homophobia and self-loathing is just brilliant. And it’s also kind of funny that these so-called IT fans didn’t actually catch it. I get it from -some- the teens that just got to know this story, but if you’re more than 20 you should know a bit more better.

And no, I’m not okay about sexualizing kids. I’m giving for granted that we all know what the word means.

I also heard about this drama with the actors… You can think whaterever you like, just leave the kids alone.

YES I DO this is the question I never knew I was waiting to be asked. It’s from I Can’t Believe It’s Not Richie, Part 1 of The Greater Fool series:

The only thing wrong with sex?

When it’s not consensual.

Summary: Both Richie and Eddie are very fond of each other and often tease each other affectionately, especially Richie to Eddie. So Bill and Stan both play cupid, which results in swapping mixtapes for eachother.

Warning(s): Bad language, 13 year olds kissing (don’t read if you think its fucking weird?? bc its not), if you think this is me sexualising these cuties-don’t bother

Richie’s Mixtape to Eddie

Eddie’s Mixtape to Richie

A/N: Look at my children in love, PLEASE I highly recc listening to either of the mixtapes that are linked above^^? They are both very 70/80′s. btw I do requests? If anyone wants to hit me up an x reader or a ship in IT 2017 (or IT in general) I’ll be glad to do so?? don’t be shy

“Awe, Eds. Look at you.” Richie cooed teasingly, pinching Eddie’s slowly flushing cheek.

Eddie quickly began swatting at Richie’s hand, his eyebrows furrowed heavily and a frown on his lips, “Don’t touch me with your rotten hands, asshole!”

Richie ignored his protests and flinched away from his swats, moving his hand to now over his shoulders and pulling the smaller boys frame into his own side, a grin on his lips.  “You’re such a cutie, Eds.”

“No, No I’m fucking-”

“Both of you, shut up.” Stanley grumbles after rolling his eyes several times at the two.

Richie snapped his eyes at Stan, glaring through his coke bottle glasses, which only enhanced his eye size even more. He held Eddie closer, even with Eddie’s flushed cheeks he still squirmed lightly.

Stan sighs in relief and folds his arms as the group goes back to its usual discussion about the new random comic book of the week. Eddie couldn’t help but allow his heart to beat faster at Richie’s touch against his form, making him feel protected in his stronger grip. He couldn’t help but zone out as Richie begun to bicker that his comic book that he found was better than Stan’s.

Bill tilted his head, analysing Eddie as his eyes would flicker all over the place with his mouth gaping before closing every now and then and gulping. He knew that how he was acting wasn’t the norm for Eddie whenever Richie was like this, something was different. Not to mention that he had stopped struggling against Richie who wasn’t even holding Eddie tightly or forcing him in place.

Bill smiled a bit, as something clicked inside of his head- a plan. But he was going to need Stanley to help out.

That night, on the way home from their adventurous summer day- Bill was walking Eddie home as Stanley had taken Richie to a different route. Bill hummed a tune as he walked alongside his friend, grinning as he turned to look at him.

“So…”

Eddie looked at Bill, tilting his head, “So?”

“So, y-..you and Richie?”

“Yeah?” Eddie was confused, almost disgust in his voice- but Bill could see past the faux disgust.

“I saw how you were t-today, Eddie. Y-you were blushing.”

This again, only caused Eddie to heat up as his form became a flustered mess and he glared at Bill. “You would blush too if someone touched your arm!”

“N-no, I’d only b-blush if Bev touched my arm there.” Bill pointed out, “but in this instance, you blushed when Richie had his arm around you- as well when he pinched your cheek and called you a ‘cutie’, it’s quite obvious.”

Eddie snapped his head away, patting his fanny pack for reassurance for himself. “Whats your point?”

“My point? M=my point is that he’s flirting with you; y-you like him.”

“I don’t like him! And he isn’t flirting with me! He acts like that with everyone-”

Bill cuts Eddie off quickly, “E-Eddie, do you see him pinching any of our cheeks and calling us a ‘cutie’? He doesn’t put his arms a-around us or any of the shit he does for you, not to mention he calls you E-Eds and doesn’t have a nickname for any of us.”

“Okay Bill-”

“N-n..not to mention, he carries an extra i-inhaler around just incase you lose yours.”

Thats when Eddie’s breath hitches, feeling butterflies go crazy in his abdomen, adoration swirling and tugging at his heart strings. He could practically hear his heart in his ears loud and clear.

“He… he does?” Eddie whispers, his voice quivering a bit.

“Yeah, even though he knows that you don’t even need it anymore, because you know, gazebos and your Mom making your illness up and shit but- yeah.” Bill smiles, watching how the young boy was falling more and more in love.

Eddie then quickly holds his wrist, feeling his pulse; resulting his fingertips quivering from feelings how his heart was beating with happiness.

“Oh… I-I never knew that. He’s never told me…”

“That’s b-because you’ve never needed it, but he always has.”

Eddie bites his lip, “What a fucking, what- he’s a fucking dick.” Eddie protests, blushing bright as ever.

“Sure he is,” Bill chuckled, “But l-look, I wanna help you. I know when someone is in love when I see it.”

“How?” Eddie asked, neither denying his feelings or admitting.

“Well.. It i-involves music.”

Meanwhile, Stanley was grumbling to himself in annoyance and cursing Bill’s name for getting him into this situation with Richie Tozier. He didn’t want to do this, but Bill had promised to give him some candy as a reward if it goes well.

“So, Richie. I’m gonna make this quick as possible so I can just go home.”

“What the fuck are you talking about?” Richie asked with pure confusion, a single eyebrow furrowing and one raising.

“You like Eddie, Eddie likes you.” Stan started, his face full of boredom, “Can you just hurry up and tell him?”

Richie was shocked by his friend’s words at first, before smirking. “Hell yeah I like him, I tell him all the time.”

“I mean genuinely, you asshole.” Stan sighed, “Not as a joke or some shit, literally confess your fucking feelings to him or something.”

Richie rolls his eyes, not being fazed by the situation, “What makes you think I like him seriously? I’m not fucking gay-”

“It’s pretty fucking clear you like girls, after you telling us for the full day about the first time you ‘tickled your pickle’ to a random magazine that had huge boobs all over it. But you like guys too, there’s nothing wrong with that.” Stan spoke with a monotone voice, managing to not let any voice cracks slip.

Richie scoffed, “I don’t like him, he’s a friend and I like to tease him.”

“You tease him by calling him ‘cute’ and you give him a nickname, you don’t do it to anyone else. You like him, just admit it- no one is judging you.” 

Richie frowned, huffing a bit and rolling his eyes. “Well, what if I did? Whats your point and where are you going with this?”

Stan smirked, patting Richie’s back forcefully, causing him to stumble forward.

“What’s your taste in music like?”

The next day, both Richie and Eddie were walking to school together in perfect unison, both of them holding a tape in their pocket that held a variety of songs that the one had imagined for the other.

Richie gulped, for once actually nervous around Eddie. What would Eddie think of him? It was a fucking mixtape, it was Richie’s music taste. Would he even like it? Would he-

“Richie, here. I want you to have this.” Eddie cut off Richie’s thoughts, holding up a tape alike to Richie’s.

Richie blinked twice, stopping in his steps. The tape was all black and what seemed to be painted on with nail polish ‘Sucks to Suck’ on top of the tape. 

“I-it’s a mixtape.” Eddie mumbled awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck as he felt flustered.

Richie stayed silent, slowly taking the tape, analysing it with soft eyes before looking up with confusion. He turned over the  mix tape to see ‘to Richie’ painted with the same shade of white but in smaller writing.

“You made one too?” He spoke quietly, his head tilted to the side which caused his dark brown hair to tilt too.

“What?”

“Look…” Richie dug into his pocket and pulled out his own black tape which had a sticker on it, saying ‘Gimmie head til’ I’m dead!’ on it, with writing scribbled onto the back saying ‘to Eds’ with a cheeky smiley face, “I made one too, here.” He handed it over.

Eddie’s eyes widened, blushing a bit as he took it from the glasses wearing boy and read over it- mentally scoffing at the sticker but he was in awe of the idea that both of them had somehow made a mixtape for the other.

“You too?” Eddie whispered in shock.

“Well, yeah- but it wasn’t my idea.”

“It wasn’t mine either.” 

Richie quickly smirked, rolling his eyes, “They fucking set us up.”

“Who? Bill? Because it was Bill’s idea for me-” Eddie began to ramble on.

“It was Stan’s idea for me.”

Eddie then stopped, sighing with a grin- poking his tongue in his cheek. “Fuck, that makes sense.”

Both look at each other with grins slowly spreading over their chapped lips, soon the two boys were in a fit of giggles due to the realisation of the sweet situation. Both never taking eyes off one another, blushes spreading to their ears and down their necks.

“I, I guess I’ll listen to this tonight?” Richie’s voice broke, still calming down from his fit of giggles.

“Yeah, me too… I-i uh, I picked out the songs carefully and put them in order a certain way, so..” Eddie trailed off, becoming a little ashamed incase Richie would tease him for his effort.

But Richie only felt love swell inside of him at those words, he grabbed Eddie’s hand with his free one and leant forward, bending down slightly, whilst pressing their lips together for the first time. Eddie’s eyes widened in shock, before melting and wrapping his free arm around Richie’s neck with the mixtape in his firm grip. Both merged together in sync and harmony, with their lips swelling and becoming saturated in colour. Richie wrapped his other arm around Eddie’s waist and too held his mix tape tightly as they both kissed in the middle of the street, hand in hand, with no shame at all.

Eddie sat down at his desk, placing his headphones over his head, pressing play as quickly the flood of Richie vibes swirled into his eardrums. Finally, after many aching hours at school he had time to listen to this mixtape.

I don’t want to know your name

Cause’ you don’t look the same

The way you did before

Okay, you think you got a pretty face

But the rest of you is out of place

You looked alright before…

Eddie chuckled at the familiar song, it often played in arcades that the Losers club all went too. It went under the title ‘Fox on the Run’ and it was by ‘The Sweets’.

Fox on the run!

You scream and everybody comes a running!

Take a run and hide yourself away…

Foxy on the run!

F-foxy!

Fox on the run…

And hide away!

Eddie listened to every song intensely, capturing the vibe of Richie Tozier perfectly. He had even picked out songs that they both loved and favoured. Eddie really adored Richie’s music taste and everything about it, it perfectly described him as a person and he loved that.

Soon, the last song came on. By the instrumental, Eddie recognised it to be ‘Can’t Help Falling in Love With You’ by Elvis Presley. HIs heart hammered quickly.

Wise men say,

Only fools rush in

But I, cant help, falling in love with you…

Shall I stay?

Would it be a sin?

If I can’t help, falling in love with you…

Eddie’s breath hitched in his throat, feeling his pulse echo throughout his system. This was not part of Richie’s vibe at all, but part of Eddie’s. Eddie loved Elvis Presley whilst Richie wasn’t a big fan of him. 

But this song was magical and made for someone special, so Eddie was shocked and swooned. Very much so captivated.

Eddie Kaspbrak was falling in love with Richie Tozier.

Later that night, Richie laid down in bed with his cheap headphones, before plugging them into the mixtape and pressing the button to get the songs going.

The first song started; it was of course one of Richie’s favoured artists as well as Eddie’s. From what he knew, this was one of Eddie’s favourite songs from David Bowie, it was called Heroes and it was a truly beautiful song.

I, I will be king.

And you, you will be queen.

Though nothing, will drive them away

We can beat them, just for one day.

Oh we can be heroes!

Just for one day.

And you, you can be mean.

And I, I drink all the time.

Because we’re lovers, and that is a fact.

Yes we’re lovers, and that is that.

Though nothing, will keep us together

We could steal time, just for one day.

We could be heroes, forever and ever.

What’d you say?

Richie felt his heart pump faster and swell as the mixtape carried on, each song having Eddie’s vibe to it. But Richie could tell that they matched him in a way that made Eddie pick it for him to listen to. Everything was intentional.

After a good 50 minutes, the final song was starting to play. Yet Richie wasn’t prepared for what he was about to hear.

Hey Jude…

Don’t make it bad,

Take a sad song, then make it better.

Remember, to let her into your heart.

Then you can start to make it better.

Richie’s eyes widened as his thoughts wandered back to Eddie’s simple words. ‘I picked out the songs carefully and put them in order a certain way.’ This meant that Eddie had intentionally wanted Richie to hear this song last.

Hey Jude…

Don’t be afraid.

You were made to go out and get her.

The minute you let her under your skin

Then you begin to make it better.

Richie felt the tears prick at his waterline as this was the first time of him being emotional at a song. Eddie was the only person that knew about Richie’s home life, how he was neglected by his parents constantly and was alone. He knew that the reason why Richie was so loud and out there was because he didn’t receive the attention he deserved at home, so he wanted it from friends. He wanted to make people laugh, Eddie knew this.

Eddie’s key words lingered in his brain, as it stuck out to him that this single song revealed that Eddie’s whole mixtape was set up in a way to help Richie throughout dark times or whenever he felt alone, so he could remember that Eddie had cared enough to set up this mixtape in perfect order to make Richie stronger in that given moment.

And anytime you feel the pain,

Hey Jude, refrain

Don’t carry the world upon your shoulders.

For well you know that it’s a fool,

Who plays it cool

By making his world a little colder.

Richie’s tears finally fell, making him take his glasses off to refrain any of the tears staining the lenses. Eddie had purposely picked this song as if to say that Richie was in fact his Jude, he wanted Richie to get better and hopefully have a better mindset besides his life at home.

Nah, nah nah, nah nah, nah nah, nah nah…

heyo!! so i got a request to do headcanons off of a moodboard made by @get-fcking-reddie, so inspiration for this goes to them :)

Established relationship, but if wanted I can do more headcanons about how they meet!

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for @disneys-dankerbell !

So, I’m going to take the High School route on this

Surprise, surprise

But imagine this;

Eddie is on the soccer team, made varsity his freshman year, shocking everyone

Because he’s so small, but he’s so fucking fast and quick with his feet

He becomes star forward, and mostly never gets taken out of the game

He’s kind of upset though, because he doesn’t get to play along side Mike, his best friend and goalie, or Stan, his other best friend who’s sweeper; the position right in front of goal

But, he gets basically all most of Derry High’s points

Besides Ben Hanscom, who is the other star player of the team, and a sort of good friend of Eddie’s

And Eddie is very, very, cute so he’s basically shooting up the school social latter every day

Soccer is played (usually) in the late summer / early fall time

And well, it’s the first month or two of Junior year, and Eddie is still out on the field even though practice was let out just less than an hour ago

Even Ben went home a little early since it’s the start of the year, and they have more homework than usual

But Eddie just wants to know that, he himself, has got every single one of those damn plays down

Because if he doesn’t, coach will be mad

And it is just about sunset

And he’s fucking tired

But he doesn’t want to go home until he’s absolutely worked to the core

Just picture lil Eddie out on the field in ankle weights because he wants more muscle in his legs

So, Eddie is a pretty popular, sterotypical, gorgeous Jock

Except for one thing, he’s dating the fucking famous stoner of the school

Richie Tozier

And no one has a single clue as to why they’re dating

they’re opposites

You’d never even catch Richie in the gym or on the field

And you’d never catch Eddie skipping class or smoking in class

But somehow they work so well

Currently, waiting for his boyfriend to finish memorizing plays, on the top bench of the bleachers looking over the field

is said stoner Richie Tozier

And considering how everyone advertises that drugs are bad

It’s really surprising many offers Richie Tozier gets a day for his weed

and they offer a lot of money

Because everyone claims his is the best

Off of some assumption

and Richie thinks it’s because there are very rare moments when you can’t find him stoned

Unless, he’s with Eddie

So, they must think he’s got magical lucky charms shit to be on it this much

But, he’ll just shrug and decline because he’s really not one to sell

It’s also that his shit isn’t that good, he just loves being high

Much, much more than drinking

Plus, he’s gotten so good at hiding it at this point, most teachers can’t even tell

You probably think it’s because of his weed that he’s popular

And I mean, that’s part of it but

No

It’s because he’s got the biggest mouth ever, and he’s basically notorious for being an ass to anyone he wants without giving two shits

So people respect that

He’s also hot as fuck - somehow he makes the bad boy look work, even though everyone already knows he’s the biggest dork

It also helps his title that he sits at the Jocks table with his boyfriend on his lap every single day

And he gets along with all of them

Destroying every sterotype

He also gets to bring along his friends Bill, Bev, and Ben

But, really looking into this relationship made me love this pairing more because

Imagine how after practice, Richie would wait to pick Eddie up, and Eddie’s thighs are in pain from working so much

And wall sits

Richie would be like hey, let’s relax n smoke for a bit baby

And they’ll shotgun in Richie’s front seat

Because Eddie hates the sting of the smoke in his throat from a direct hit

It also makes Eddie forget about the pain, easing it in ways

And it is hot; no lie

Sometimes it will end in fits of giggles or sometimes more hehe

But Richie at the end of the day, really just cares so damn much about the wellbeing of his overworked, talented, beautiful boyfriend

Richie will also step his ass up sometimes and pretend to be goalie when Eddie is doing extra practicing, letting Eddie kick balls at him

It’ll usually end in loud laughter

Richie will attend every one of Eddie’s game ; not high, per Eddie’s request

He’ll always scoop his boyfriend and kiss him after wins and scores a bunch

And Eddie for Richie’s seventeenth birthday somehow gets his hands on making him his own pipe AND lighter

The pipe is rainbow swirls but mostly red

The lighter is a cute, light maroon like Derry’s High’s colors and Eddie’s Jersey

it’s got their initials engraved on the front in a heart because Eddie is a fucking sap

Eddie’s mom hates that Richie Tozier kid, so they’re forced to the infamous window every night

They keep it open though, to let Richie smoke, and to air it out

so that’s why Eddie brings in extra blankets into his room

It’s adorable

Richie will always be clear headed for snuggles at the end of the night or in the morning with his Eddie

Eddie will always be more prone to kiss Richie if he doesn’t completely taste like weed

But on the other hand, when Richie walks out from behind the school

And after Eddie gets out of class, to drive Eddie home

smoking in his ripped jeans and wow his beautiful, soft, curly hair and dark eyes and his tall figure and his cheek bones

Eddie will faint and his knees seemingly go to jello

Let’s just say they don’t make it very far before Richie has to pull over

okay, i hope you liked!!! i has a lot a fun with this one. i will do more if anyone asks because it’s such a good / cute idea!

’and they were soulmates!’  ‘Oh my god they were soulmates!’

Reddie Soulmate au part 2