❝︎ 𝙈𝙪𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙙 . ❞︎ ━︎━︎ 𝐈𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

『︎𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝑩𝒆𝒕 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑭𝒖𝒓』︎

Ship; Reddie
(I try to look for other ship one shots that aren't Reddie but it is rather hard to find them since Reddie is a very popular ship. But this fic right here is really great)

Smut
(Maybe I should do a warning for bestiality bc like,, Richie's a fucking werewolf when they have sex sooo-)

By rosiethot on Ao3 (go follow them on tumblr, they came up with that Harley!eddie and joker!richie ah thingy that I'm obsessed with-)

werewolf pennywise takes a chunk out of young richie tozier leaving him with a monster lurking in his mind for years to come. it doesn't matter though, because eddie loves him regardless.

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the hot water spraying eddie's worn body only pushed him further into a daze. the edges of his vision going a bit fuzzy as he blankly stared at the wall across, the previous events of the day replaying in his mind.

eddie had retrieved his sacrifice and, after promptly being vomited on by the same leper that haunted his childhood, hauled ass back to the town house. beverly and ben were already there, whispering among themselves, when eddie walked in. eddie could see the worry on their faces at his appearance, but neither made a comment which eddie was grateful for.

he flashed them his newly purchased inhaler before jogging up the stairs. if he was going to kill an intergalactic murderous clown, he was going to do it once he was clean. or at least rinsed off.

that's how he found himself bent over the rusted faucet, scraping his fingers against the grime splattered across his face.

yet of course nothing would ever go so smoothly for him.

the hairs on the back of eddie's neck prickled and he only had time to look up at the mirror for a second to see a figure lunging at him.

he was able to fling himself out of the line of attack yet the blade grasped in the figure's hand still caught his cheek, leaving a nice bloody gash across it. as much as eddie wanted to tend to the wound immediately he was more preoccupied with the fact that henry fucking bowers was in his room with a knife trying to stab him.

"fag boy. did you miss me?"

the shriek eddie let out was so piercing that he wasn't sure it came from him. bowers was on top of him, knife in hand, pointed directly at his face. eddie didn't have time to think, barely having time to breathe thanks to henry knocking all the air of out him, as his own hands flew up to henry's wrist, holding it back with all of his might.

"i said i was gonna kill you, fucker. ain't one to go back on my word." the lunatic hissed before dissolving into a cackle.

eddie, now fully kicked into fight mode, thrashed violently to throw the other off of him. unfortunately these past 27 years didn't give eddie the bulk it gave henry, the deranged man easily pinning him to the floor with his weight.

eddie didn't give up or let the imbalance deterr him as he kicked his legs and hips up no matter how much his muscles screamed at him.

out of nowhere henry was flung onto his back and another figure was clambering on top, throwing savage blows to his face.