It's a little funny how he always tastes like honey - - - - This takes place like in 1991, in this world Pennywise never existed and none of that ever happened. Richie doesn't know Eddie (yet) because he just moved here. Eddie always passes by Richies house on the way home. And he is always carrying a jar of honey. Richie is afraid to talk to him so he just admired him from his window until one day their lives collide. ✨🍯✨

" 𝘿𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙖 𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙢 " + "𝙂𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙄 𝙤𝙬𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙣𝙚, 𝙝𝙪𝙝?" 𝙍𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙡𝙚𝙨. 𝘼𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙮 𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨, 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙖𝙩. 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙢𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙍𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙪𝙥 𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙜𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝙩𝙤𝙤, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙮 𝙨𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙝𝙧𝙪𝙜𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙬 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨, 𝙙𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙬𝙡 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙁𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙩 𝙇𝙤𝙤𝙥𝙨. 𝙄𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙮𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙠𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙍𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣. "𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙮𝙚𝙨."

❝I don't care if you can't hear me, Eds. I still fucking love you.❞ In which Richie finds love in the beautiful new boy, who can't hear a word he's saying. [highest ranks; #1 in fack, #6 in reddie, #1 in itmovie, #4 in mileven #1 in stenbrough] listen | reddie 2021 ©-moonlitmayniac | 2021

" '𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙝 𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙠𝙚 " + 𝙀𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙚 𝙙𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙍𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙

" 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙-𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙣𝙤𝙬, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙞'𝙢 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 " + 𝙀𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙜𝙜𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙨𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝 𝙨𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙡 𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙗𝙖𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩. 𝙃𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙢 𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙖 𝙩𝙪𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙗𝙮 𝙐𝙣𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙢 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙥. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙀𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙚'𝙨 𝙩𝙪𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙢, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙀𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙.

" 𝙞 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙞'𝙢 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙞 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡 " + 𝙀𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙚'𝙨 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨. 𝙃𝙚'𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙩 𝙍𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙, 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙍𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙚'𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨. 𝙍𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙚 𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙧𝙠𝙨. 𝙃𝙚 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙪𝙥 𝙩𝙤 𝙀𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙚'𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧, 𝙛𝙞𝙭𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙡𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣. "𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙙 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚, 𝙀𝙙𝙨. 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙙 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙗𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙗𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙚," 𝙃𝙚 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙀𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙚'𝙨 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙚𝙠, 𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙧𝙪𝙗𝙗𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩 𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙣. "𝙔𝙚𝙖𝙝. 𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙙 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙙𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪," 𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙡𝙮. "𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙙 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙞𝙩, 𝙩𝙤𝙤. 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙞𝙩, 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮. 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨, 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙨𝙥𝙞

Exactly what the title is lmao creds to the author for writing a long ass story

"You're poetry, Richie Tozier."