He must be protected and loved
If Reddie went to the library...
Eddie: /puts books on table/
Richie: Anything else you need to check out?? Ahh yes. It's me~
Eddie: (rolls eyes) *don't laugh don't laugh*
Everytime someone writes "what the fuck, Richard" in a reddie fic, please tell me you're thinking of the vine. I love you
I finished Death Stranding and my goddamn emotions.. I'm a mess... but also I need to read them fics ..and listen... there needs to be AUs for me where Cliff isn't you know because I didn't suspect until passed halfway but my mind was already at the Cliff/Sam ship AND IM SORRY. Im a goddam disaster.
me: i love this fic idea i cant wait to write it
me writing the actual fic:
All I'm saying is, I better get a large variety of quirky gay fics for Death Stranding when I finish or I'm gonna throw hands
There's Loser "Friends" inspired AU fics right?? Because Richie is definitely a Chandler and Eddie a Monica, 100%.
Imagine Richie not looking where he's going, because he's damn late, and collides with a runner and finds himself sprawled over a hottie who wears the shortest shorts he's ever seen and he hears himself gawk a "fuck me... look at you."
I'm posting too much but Can you imagine Richie on tour and Eddie staying home and when Richie finally comes back, Eddie is all over him, missing him insanely and also very horny
(1) Eddie might just be going crazy-- he thinks it's entirely possible, maybe even likely. After all, his mother was crazy. He might just be going crazy, because it seems to him like Trashmouth Tozier's instagram account has gotten... sexier, of late. Like, joke sexy, rather than sexy in earnest, and it's just Eddie's poor luck that he actually finds Tozier... attractive. Shit.
(2) He finds him attractive. He's married, he has a wife, he's-- he spends a lot of time telling himself he's straight, but... he feels something looking at pictures of some unfunny comedian that he doesn't feel any of the times he's supposed to feel something. Well... no, it's not that he's unfunny. His jokes are unfunny. His instagram is... he actually seems like he is funny. But the joke 'sexy' photos...
(3) He makes these ridiculous faces, like no one could actually find him sexy, like it's all a big gag, and then he lifts his shirt in the mirror or he poses on his bed, or some other thing that's a clear parody of people who actually take sexy photos, but the thing is, he's... well, Eddie can't tell exactly how tall he is, but he's tall, and his hands are enormous, and he has nice biceps, not like... built, but nice. Like, arms Eddie can easily imagine holding him. Tight.
(4) And that's not crazy, noticing that. It's some new goofy thing he's doing and he's clueless about how hot he really is and that's honestly kind of cute, it's just... it only started happening after he'd commented on a very unsexy picture (only it wasn't unsexy, he'd kept thinking about those enormous hands, on him, he was thinking about those hands when Myra had-- during the span of time he usually tried to think of nothing at all), and he hadn't realized...
(5) Well, he hadn't realized Tozier would reply, or that he'd start following Eddie of all people, though that might have been a random follow-back deal, he doesn't know, he doesn't know anything anymore because Tozier had made a joke about Eddie talking dirty to him (literal dirt, he was talking about literal dirt) and now every other picture is weirdly actually sexy and if Eddie wasn't going crazy before, he might just start.
(6) He resolves not to overthink the coincidence, and then Richie Tozier posts a professionally taken picture, and his jeans are tight and his legs are spread and he had clearly been ordered not to make a funny face and you can see him struggling not to, out of sheer reflex, and Eddie can imagine him being self-conscious with something earnest, and he looks really good and Eddie is officially overthinking it. He hates himself a little. He needs a divorce.
(7/7) And then, the phone call comes, and Eddie is sitting in an airport looking at his phone and that's Richie, that's his Richie, and it all rushes back to him... and he really needs that divorce, he really does. It's going to be a while before he expects either of them will check social media, but he leaves a comment on Richie's airport selfie. If something goes wrong, with this reunion, at least... at least he's said he remembers him, and... maybe it's enough somehow.
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