~slow as shit updates~
listen up boys,, the amount of agere oneshots for (assorted) fandoms on this platform is absolutely outrageous, so have this-
mainly doing losers club ships but with the side of i am not okay with this
requests open i guess
(o...
part two of grabby hands !! if you haven't read grabby hands yet you should tis real babie vibes n short
also heads up,, there's gonna b a third part as well,, the entire story is prolly 5,000-6,000 words n i gotta milk my content aight
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little!richie n CG!eddie but !! all the other losers are there as well n my soul is 🥺
but bruh guys this is such a cute oneshot stick around til the end
n warning ⚠️ very brief mention of pull-ups - aren't comfortable or are here to sexualize it, don't read ⚠️
also pre much all of it is in italics n a lotta swearing in this one, the losers say a bunch of big bad words >:0
3rd POV:
The first time the Losers' really witnessed little chee was about 6 weeks ago, they were all on a group facetime talking about finals,
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"Okay, okay, okay.. my first final is math with Stan, then I have english with Bill and Bev, then science with Richie, but as if Richie will help me study~" Said Ben, as she went on about her classes.
The only thing that rose attention was the mention of Richie. Everyone on call was there except for Richie.
"Oh yea, where is trashmouth-" "Damn, I guess that's how we actually got shit done today-" "Kay, sure but it's not as fun without him-"
The five all bickered back and forth with Eddie unknowingly spacing off, focusing on his notebooks upon notebooks of study work.
The losers notice that the shortest of the bunch is not frozen on the screen, but in fact not paying attention to the conversation. They all shout in unison,
"Eddie!!" The amplified voices in his headphones startle him, making him literally fall off his chair, causing the boy sleeping in his bed rustle around.
This fired a wave of laughter and giggles from the people on the computer screen. "What do you want?" He says slightly stern, as he's picking and recollecting himself back up.
"Dude, do ya know w-where Richie is? We~ m-miss him." Bill draws out. Eddie lets out an "oh" and lets a small chuckle slip out.
"Nosy are ya? Well for your information- uh, he's sleeping right now." He looks behind him slightly but no one really notices.
"Hmm-? That seems quite unlikely of Tozier. It's a Wednesday, he should be stoned out of his mind right now, but be spewing stoned out Richie nonsense with us, right?" Everyone laughs at Stan's usual snarky comments, but Eddie scoffs and raises an eyebrow.
"Fine." The boy lets out right before his one swift movement, a swivel of his chair, revealing the missing suspect behind him, curled up in a ball, on the bed 5 feet away, with a certain little finger lodged in his mouth. Eddie winces, seeing the thumb held close where it shouldn't be, being a telltale sign a little someone was pretty little.
