I Want To Picture A Young Bill Hader And James Ransone So I Neeed A College!reddie Where The Gang Are

It’s been ages and I still can’t get over how small Richie sees Eddie as. I keep thinking of that line where he said that the adult Eddie could be sacrificed on a bbq. this haunts my feels

(1) "What-- uh, what-- Hey." Richie hates himself, just a little, or maybe a lot. His brain started dribbling out his ears the moment he saw Eddie in those short shorts. If anything, shorter shorts than the ones he used to wear, and it's not like he has to pretend he's not attracted to the guy--sure, they're in kind of a holding pattern, what with Eddie dealing with his divorce and his recovery, but they live together, they share a bed, it's just kind of a weird time and kind of a weird start.

(2) “You’re taking me to physical therapy today.” Eddie looks at him like he’s being an idiot. “Hence my workout clothes.” And he gestures to the whole thing, the tiny shorts and the just-cropped-enough top, as if he’s been dressed like that the whole time, which Richie would have noticed. Gone are the track pants and fairly modest top of old, this is… Is it that the weather is warmer now? Or does God hate Richie Tozier and want him to suffer an inconvenient boner?

(3) “Yeah.” He swallows. Eddie is so… wow. He’s in good shape, clearly he got some mileage out of his workout gear before the PT necessary to his recovery, but it’s more than that. Those bare legs come with a lot of memories that Richie is more than ready to overwrite with current Eddie, not to mention every fantasy he ever had in his teen years, which could be real now, or soon enough. “I’ll get my keys.”

(4) At the PT clinic, Richie tries to focus on reading waiting area magazines and playing with his phone, he honestly does, but half the time he has the perfect view of Eddie hard at work, and how is he supposed to ignore those legs, that little strip of abdomen? How is he supposed to ignore the way it feels knowing Eddie isn’t just alive, but really recovering from everything, strong, resilient… ready to throw himself at yesterday’s limits.

(5) After they take him into the back and do their thing with ice packs and heat packs and pulses of electricity and massage, he comes back to Richie, a little wobbly, the good kind of tired, relaxed and ready to go– and more importantly, ready to come in for a long hug before confirming his next appointment. A hug where Richie gets to lean down and indulge in the scent of a little sweat in Eddie’s hair and the feel of wrapping him up in his arms. Well, he gets to do that all the time.

(6) It’s the sweat that’s different– he’s only really sweaty after PT, they’re not yet at the point where they do sweaty things in that bed they’re already sharing. They’re at the point where they’ve admitted to wanting to, and the cuddling is plentiful but the kisses are still chaste. It’s good, he thinks– they both need to deal with their own emotions before they can be good for each other, he has to process some stuff and so does Eddie, but… no one expects him not to want.

(7) “Perv.” Eddie accuses gently, as he always does when he catches Richie smelling his hair, whether it’s for the scent of post-workout sweat, or because he’s just out of the shower and smells vaguely tropical. And Richie can only hum in agreement this time, because he absolutely is. He fingers the hem of Eddie’s short, short shorts, and thinks about the way it feels to wrap him up completely in a hug, and he absolutely is.

(8) “Can’t help it if you’re cute.” He says, when Eddie gives him a gentle shove that in no way means he should let him go– Eddie knows how to ask if he really wants space, but he craves the physicality of being able to push and tug and wrestle, that hasn’t changed one bit. And now he’s strong enough to be able to, at least a little, and he’s living for it. And he is cute, Richie always used to think he was cute, used to love how little he was because… well, because that was cute.

(9) Now, though… now it’s not just cute, now he’s realizing what he really likes is that he’s bigger. Some of it he knows comes out of wanting to protect him, he’s always felt protective of him, not in a coddling kind of way, but he’d always put himself between Eddie and trouble if he had the chance. And some of it is the joy of winding up on top, he thinks, whenever Eddie starts a tussle. He’s looking forward to getting to do that properly. To claiming kisses with his victories… and more.

(10) “Hey– tomorrow is my follow-up with the doctor to see how PT is going, and… you know, tests and shit.” Eddie says, as Richie walks him to the car with an arm around his shoulders. There’s a forced air of casualness, and Richie kisses his temple. Tests, Eddie hates tests the way he hates hospitals. At least these aren’t bullshit like when they were kids, but still. He doesn’t want to go alone and he doesn’t have to.

(had to pause there for bit but there’s more! 11) “Say the word and your devoted chauffeur will escort you to your appointment, my dear Edward. Mister Spaghetti, if you’re nasty.” Richie says, patting Eddie’s leg absently, and then having an internal Moment because he pats his leg all the time when they’re cuddled on the couch and Eddie’s in his pajamas, but now his hand is resting on warm bare skin. “Or is it Mister Spaghetti if I’m nasty?”

(12) “It’s never Mister Spaghetti, and you’re always nasty.” Eddie’s hand comes down to cover his, to trap it against his leg, his leg, his bare leg, hair somehow coarse and silky at the same time, skin impossibly warm. “No, I just– I wanted to let you know, I was planning on asking. Um, asking my doctor if my progress in physical therapy meant I could engage in… other physical activities, without a professional present.”

(13/13) To his credit, Richie doesn’t make a dumb joke. His expression is probably a dumb joke, but he behaves himself pretty well. He lets go of Eddie’s leg so that he can bring his hand up to be kissed, once he has any semblance of control over himself again, and he nods, not trusting his mouth, and Eddie gives him a smile before settling back into his seat for the drive home. Home… home with a tiny cute man in his tiny cute shorts, and nothing could be better.

- - - ThIS WAS SO CUUUTE THANK YOU ANON OMGOSH

Eddie getting upset with vampire!Richie starving himself because he hates blood, so he tries giving him blood sausage and other foods made with animal blood, where maybe it would just taste like food. (and if that doesn't work, he's trying to work up his courage to draw some of his own blood and figure out how to disguise it in a dish-- he's sure he can handle it, if he only takes about as much as he'd donate at a blood drive, and if he makes sure he's getting plenty of iron)

Omgg this is soo soft!!!!

I want to read this and write it too damn my list of things to write for reddie!!

I wrote this two weeks ago but I got severely sick ;;  a small and cute josuyasu and rohan isn’t having fun.

You're not going to believe this but I'm kind of writing one maybe oops

Judge me for only now watching the walking dead series, but I just finished Season 8 and now I'm starving for the regan ship guyssss. Where are youuuuu?

It was a dangerous idea, without getting spoilers onwards, but Ive read fics all the way up to the date season 9 started sooo

THERE ISNT ENOUGH ABO FICS? IM SURPRISED. I need someone to write where Alpha!Negan says "you're telling me your leader is an omega?? Well that's just badass as shit!"

BUT ALSO IN GENERAL, I'm gonna need you guys to write more Regan in general please and thank you (I could not write the amount of Negan-sayings that aren't just dick talk every 5 mins), I KNOW ITS BEEN YEARS BUT LIKE.... That'd be swell.

MY HEARTTTT

reddie school dance au

Idk how tweets go to the right algorithm or maybe I'm a terrible writer but I have a lil snippet of something I've been working on!

NSFW, wlw steddyhands !!

Imagine Eddie getting annoyed by a biker who keeps revving their loud engine down the street when his mother keeps calling him and checking in on him.

Until one night he has a breakdown and just sits on a bus bench and the biker stops in front of him and Eddie wanted to scream at him until they took off their helmet and it's a curley haired hottie with a great smile asking if he wants a ride home

My favourite thought atm is the idea of Richie realising Eddie likes something he said or did out of the blue (referring himself as daddy as a joke, or wearing a particular tight shirt with his big hairy arms showing, or cleaning the house without being told) and Eddie not retorting back and obvsly struggling to say words because he's surprisingly into it and Richie is still NOT OVeR that he got his boy after all these years and the fact that Eddie is INTO HIM for simple things like that and he's just over the moon and can't help voicing his disbelief "what.. WHAT No... NO.. YOU.. REALLY?! RIGHT NOW??"

And Eddie: "shut up. Fuck you. MAYBE? idk fuck you!"