This is a Smut book,so just grab your bibles and some holy water before reading this because it's about to get smutty in here💅 Disclaimer: _______________________________ * Richie and Eddie are 17+ *sexual content *Also, I was like 12 when I wrote this shitty book, so it's very rushed & poor. Dat's it,but other than that Please Enjoy my very terribly written book❤ ✨ 💗 ✨ ✌ Status: Not Complete 🚫

reddie smut!!!!! all characters are of age and up!!! none of the stories belong to me, i find them all on archive of our own (ao3) and they will be that way unless i say otherwise!! check out the authors from the stories and pls enjoy!!!! also i upload pretty regularly soooo yee

"How's this jacket?" "Looks gay." "What? How?" "Because you're the one wearing it."

In which Finn finds an Instagram user that peaks his sexual interest.

ᵇᵘᵗ ⁱ'ᵐ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ ˢᵗⁱᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇᵒʸ, ʸᵒᵘ'ˡˡ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵍᵉᵗ ʳⁱᵈ ᵒᶠ ᵐᵉ !

"pretty mama sews, stitches in all your bitches broken hearts" - Eddie was weaving sweet flowers' stems into each other. Flower after flower. Soft little daisies that glided against Eddie's fingertips. He stopped and looked at the view in front of him, his feet dangling off the edge carefully. Eddie peaked at Richie and noticed the way his hair was unbrushed and greasy. It was very unruly. He noticed the way his rosy lips took a long a drag of the cigarette that was pressed between his thumb and pointer finger and the way his denim jacket sat loosely on top of his broad shoulders. He must have gotten a size too big. His sneakers were always the same ones. The same old Vans that were all torn. His freckles were growing grey as the sun was slowly setting. One of his knees was brought up to his chest. Eddie noticed the way Richie's eyes were fixated on the setting sun. He was fucked up. Eddie knew, Richie told him. He hasn't gotten any sleep in the past 3 days, his humour was slightly fading because of that and weed or cigarette smoke was escaping out of his mouth instead of silly, inappropriate comments. But it was okay. Eddie liked the silence anyway. Though he did wish it was substituted with loving, tender words. Eddie smiled and his hands found they way back to the crown on his lap. He was almost done, just tying the ends. "Rich?" he softly said, and Richie turned around to meet his gaze. He took the flower crown and placed it on the boy's head. Richie grinned and took one of the left over flowers from Eddie's bunch and tucked it behind Eddie's small ear. His hand lingered there for a while and then dropped. He shifted his numinous stare back to the setting of the bright colours melting into each other. Eddie smiled. He had two of his favourite things in the world. Flowers and Richie. But what Eddie didn't know was how his sweet Richie, the same Richie who had been putting stupid flowers in Eddie's locker, was fucking bitches behind his back.

; in which finn texts the wrong number -fack i hate this BOOK MORE THAN ANYTHING IDK WHY YALL KEEP READING JFC

⋆"why don't you blow me, trash mouth?!" ⋆"gladly!-" ♔"welcome to the losers club-" ♔"Asshole!" ☾"your just a loser!" ☾"that's rich coming from you." ✎ IT ✎ IT CHAPTER 2 ✎Losers club ✎Stephan king -It chapter 1 & 2 in this book :)

i get most of these from tumblr and from vines and these are mostly reddie honestly ha enjoy