This is Mixtape by @hauntcore on instagram or @tatelandgon on wattpad. I don't own or claim this story or any of the characters in it. Yes this is the story we've all been mourning over since they took it off of here. Enjoy 🙃

one adjective to describe edward kaspbrak would be "gifted". unlike other kids, however, his gift wasn't an amazing brain capacity for math or scholarship earning athleticism; his gift was seeing adjectives that described how people were feeling. between the budding sexualities of both himself and his friends and the gift that was graciously bestowed onto him by some mysterious means, some serious, in richie's words, "shit" was about to "go down". the only adjective to describe eddie's situation was "festive", one of richie's favorite words. - trigger warning: gaslighting, drug use, language, mentions of schizophrenia, mentions of homicide, family death, homophobia, etc etc

❝she thrusts her fists against the post and still insists she sees the ghost❞ in which she intends to save four ex-best friends from henry bowers, but ends up saving them from much more. started: 9/24/17 finished: 10/21/17 BOOK ONE OF TWO

❝ WE'RE NOT JUST FRIENDS. WE WERE NEVER JUST FRIENDS, AND YOU FUCKING KNOW IT. ❞ STARTED MARCH 10TH, 2019 FINISHED MAY 12TH, 2020. © 2019 softiestbzy ᵎ!ᵎ NOTE: THIS STORY IS AN OLD WORK OF FICTION WRITTEN DURING MY TEEN YEARS. I NO LONGER CONDONE SHIPPING REAL LIFE PEOPLE AND I NO LONGER SUPPORT THE PEOPLE WRITTEN ABOUT IN THIS STORY. PLEASE READ WITH UNDERSTANDING.

credits to the author!! Summary: "I am not harmless," Eddie had said, his eyes thundering-a challenge. "I could ruin your life." "I dare you," Richie had replied, a smug smile on his face.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐄𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞'𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐄𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚.

Eddie Kaspbrak swears he keeps seeing things, hearing things, things he cannot explain without sounding crazy. He believes he is being haunted. Haunted by a ghost that calls himself Richie Tozier. Eddie must be crazy, everyone thinks so... but in a world where all Eddie is is ignored maybe a friend could do him some good. Even if that friend happens to be dead. A story in which a boy falls in love with his ghost. Illustrations by myself (@doubleawrites) x (Disclaimer: clearly this story is going to talk about topics like death and grief so if you are sensitive to those topics this may not be the book for you. However, I won't venture beyond any distasteful limits and will keep it rather mild :) )

'girls like girls like boys do, nothing new.' ••• lowercase intended COMPLETED female oc x beverly marsh

Ever since Richie met Connor in the arcade, they become close. Too close. Eddie felt jealous, too jealous. Why? "why are you here?" "To see if you're okay Eds.." "You're the one who got sexually assaulted.." ~~~~~~ *may include suicidal thoughts, homophobic slur, sexual assault, etc etc* [btw my bby mike isn't homeschooled in this]