There's Loser "Friends" Inspired AU Fics Right?? Because Richie Is Definitely A Chandler And Eddie A

(1) "It's just..." Bev says, her expression wheedling as she holds up the tape measure-- Eddie feels a chill of pure dread run down his spine, because he knows, he knows he hasn't got it in his heart to refuse Bev anything. It would be hard to refuse any of his friends anything, really, but Bev is the sister he never had, they understand each other on a level the others just don't, and he won't say no to this. "I think your measurements are the same as one of my models."

(2) It's menswear. How bad could it be? It's something for a magazine shoot, so maybe it'll be a little more high fashion than the stuff she actually sells for people to wear, but he likes her stuff. Back when he couldn't remember her, or Derry, he'd bought a tie from her spring collection, it's still his favorite tie. He used to wear it for important days at work-- more recently, he's worn it out to dinner with Richie. Saying yes doesn't seem too scary.

(3) Bev takes his measurements and lets out a triumphant whoop when he proves just right-- she's made one round of alterations already and wants to know if she needs to change anything else. She starts him out in a suit. It fits like a dream, and it's a little more... well, 'fashion', than anything Eddie could see himself picking out, but not in a crazy way. Just... too high-end for work. He likes it, though. It's the sort of thing he thinks he'd get married in, if...

(4) There are two pairs of jeans he has to try-- he asks Bev what the odds are of his getting a pair when the casual line drops, because his ass looks fantastic, and she laughs and tells him he can get the pair he's wearing back after the shoot, since any pair he bought wouldn't be pre-tailored. The jeans for Eddie, she jokes, can be Richie's Christmas present. There's a sweater, and a jacket he also likes, a little bit edgy, but maybe New Eddie is a little edgy, too.

(5) And then, she has him try the mesh shirt, with the tighter jeans, the edgy leather jacket, and a mesh shirt doesn't make Eddie think 'fall'-- and it's definitely too edgy even for New Eddie, who dates boys and is back in school for a career he cares about and gives so many fewer fucks what people think than Old Eddie, but he kind of likes getting to play pretend for a little bit. He's not self-conscious like he thought he'd be, not with Bev.

(6) The black mesh softens the look of his scars, though they're visible. The shirt's collar, cuffs, and placket are satin, and he likes the way it all feels, even if there's nowhere on earth he would wear it, and very few people he would wear it in front of. It's when Eddie is just taking off the jacket that the second person he would wear it in front of walks in, Richie's jaw dropping as he takes Eddie in. Black denim, black mesh, half-shrugged out of black leather...

(7) "Wow." Richie takes a halting step forward, and then another, reaches out until his hand just hovers at Eddie's side. He moves over him as if there's a forcefield keeping him just an inch from touching Eddie's chest, his ribcage, his abdomen. "Wow. You look... wow. Can I touch, or will I be killed for crimes against fashion because I wrinkled something? Wow, you... you should get a shirt like this, honestly."

(8) "You can touch." Bev laughs, helping Eddie out of the jacket and hanging it up in its garment bag. "Just don't tear it off him. And don't try to have sex with him while he's wearing any of this, I know you're tempted. Actually, be very careful with that, it's going to be in a magazine shoot this week. And tell me what you think of those jeans, because those are coming back to Eddie after the shoot. You like?"

(9) "Yeah." Richie's voice is soft and shaky, his hands finally landing on Eddie, warm through the mesh. His thumbs rub gentle arcs over Eddie's ribcage, before his hands slide down to rest at his waist, before he leans in for a kiss. It's warm and slow, and Richie is just a little breathless when he pulls away to give Eddie another look-over. "Yeah, I like all of it. Babe, why aren't you modeling for real? I refuse to believe the real model looks better than this."

(10/10) "I'm not modeling this look for anyone else but you." Eddie scoffs. And he knows they'd understand, that if Bev asked her friends to do some kind of concept shoot instead of using real models, he wouldn't be in this, but it isn't really important now. What matters is that he had fun, that he got to play pretend with one of his best friends and be a model for an afternoon. What matters is that Richie thinks he looks good, scars and all. What matters is, New Eddie is happy, edgy or not.

PAIRING: tomgreg

SUMMARY: short tomgreg ideas Post-S4 scenarios

Chapter -

“Did you just spank me?” Tom challenged in a low voice.

Eddie starts out doing a great job with the asmr right up until Richie whispers something stupid in a Voice to set him off and then he’s struggling not to laugh and barking out a lecture about ruining his video and it’s a MESS but it’s hilarious.

Anon ❤❤❤

I can imagine Richie not even knowing what ASMR is at first, but he'd definitely get the tingles from Eddie's version!

They'd definitely be laughing! I gotta add this to my fic!!

I keep thinking about that Bill Hader interview where he said Richie was going through a lot of self-hate but if Eddie was to say something first then Richie would be all for it.

So what if one of the losers accidentally mentioned who Richie likes around Eddie and he's mad and shouts "WTF, YOU LIKE ME AND YOU HAVEN'T SAID ANYTHING, YOU ASSHOLE?" Because obvsly Eddie likes him too

Imagine Reddie finally getting together, only Eddie's worried about their first date because this'd be the same Richie who laughed so hard milk came out of his nose at lunch, and he'll be picking him up tonight and would this even be romantic or will it just feel like no spark??

Cut to Richie pulling all the stops by dressing really nice, being very gentlemanly and thoughtful... I don't care which reddie age you go because this could be incredibly sweet but also Bill Hader would also be endearing, I CANT DECIDE

I was just minding my business until I thought, what if succession Greg was a gaming streamer who brings his bf Tom on with him occasionally because his subs kept begging for it, and Tom is just clueless reading the comments and streaming lingo

A thought came to me in the middle of the night. Imagine Reddie in a photobooth and they have one more photo to take before the timer runs out, so Eddie pulls Richie in to kiss him on the cheek for it.

After the flash, Richie blurted out "yep, I'm gay." (Idk if I originally thought that he was already out and it wa already obvs who his crush was..)

Eddie dashed to the curtain with a quiet, "me too," but Richie quickly grabs him back in to ask, "wait.. what? Are you for real?"

Eddie repeats himself and added, "and I like you," leans in to kiss Richie. "What do you want to do about it?"

For which Richie scrambles for another quarter out of his pocket to put in the machine and instantly brings Eddie close for more kisses.

Cheesy??? Mayhaps.

(1) "Why would you bring me here?" Eddie asks, shifting nervously. He still lets Richie walk him over to the bridge, leaning on him a little, shaky on his feet after how much time he'd spent bedridden during his recovery. The kissing bridge isn't exactly home to a lot of warm, fuzzy memories. Unless... No. No, he's sure that's not possible. But Richie has an arm around him, and seems nervous himself-- nervous, but certain-- and so what can Eddie do but follow?

(2) “When we were kids, I… Okay, feel free to tell me this is stupid, but– You know that summer? Well… I just want you to know I was thinking about you, I guess.” Richie glances down at the carved initials as they reach the spot, his fingertips brushing over the E. “There’s a lot I might not remember still, maybe there are still things I never will, but… I remember that, and I remember you. How it felt not to see you, when I thought I’d never go more than a day without you…”

(3) “Rich…” Eddie winds his arms around Richie’s neck, leaning into him. He breathes him in a long moment before he moves in for a kiss. There’s more, he thinks– more old pain from that summer that Richie remembers, that they might talk about in time, when it doesn’t feel so fresh again. Now that they remember the bad times, they can actually process it all and move on, at least. But this is what he’d deemed important, this testament to young love, then unspoken.

(4) “And… shit, and I know everyone knew about me, and I was so afraid of what would happen to me if I couldn’t convince them they were wrong… I was afraid the whole time I was writing it, but I didn’t care. If that makes sense. I just wanted to pretend that it was all right, just for a minute, because I was sick of being scared and I was sick of pretending you weren’t it for me. You always have been.” He strokes Eddie’s cheek tenderly, thumb tracing his scar. “You still are.”

(5) The memory hits him then, the more Richie talks about how he’d felt and why he’d overcome his fear just enough, just in secret, to leave their initials on the bridge. Kneeling in the dirt, his heart pounding in his throat, his arm still in a cast. Knowing his mother would be upset at how long he took to come home, knowing she would be upset with the dirt, and being so angry with her because he hadn’t seen any of his friends in days, and he missed all of them, but Richie was different…

(6) “Richie, look down.” Eddie kisses his jaw, soft, then points out the R, encircled by a slightly wonky heart. “I knew I’d… I knew I must have done something here, and I didn’t remember, until– It was that same summer. And don’t be an asshole, it looks like that because I was in a cast, I–” And Richie cuts him off with a kiss before he can defend his own carving ability, one arm firm around his waist, one hand in his hair, and maybe with a kiss like that, he wouldn’t mind a little tease…

(7/7) “It’s perfect.” Richie says, and kisses him again, and then a third time. “Really. It’s the most perfect. It’s… You’re perfect. You, too? All this time, and– Yeah, yeah. Okay. Perfect.” He kisses him one last time, before offering his arm, and pulling out his phone. He gets a picture of the two engravings on the bridge, grinning, and then he leads Eddie back to the car. They’ve got a future together now, far away from Derry… but after twenty-seven years, it’s nice to know.

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ANON THIS IS SO SWEET. I’ll come fix the cut when I’m not on my phone ;;

Can anyone help me find a reddie fic on AO3? It was where the gang decided to go to a haunted house and make a video out of it for youtube and the comments were pm "are they a couple??" etc. Please and thank you! THANK YOU SO MUCH @brightmoony The fic I was looking for is here!

Picture this, reddie in their 40s, either defeated IT or a No IT universe where the gang reunites after 27 years. Reddie, the only ones left at the bar, drinking. (Eddie already filed for the divorce)

Richie *nervous*: you know, I had the hugest crush on you when we were kids.

Eddie: well, that's a shame. Because I had a crush on you too

Richie: *chokes on his drink*