"you're love is scaring me, no one has ever cared for me as much as you do." - "it's simple," he began. "i loved you and you didn't love me back."

Whitney Houston's "I Wanna Dance With Somebody" can do more than make your ears bleed, it can bring people together, but mostly makes your ears bleed. started 10.24.19 completed 12.17.19 .+*Rankings *+. #5 in Reddie

"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.

Richie Tozier was hopeless when he was checked into Derry mental hospital, that was, until he met Eddie Kaspbrak. > Richie tozier x Eddie Kaspbrak < AU where Eddie Kaspbrak has been in a mental hospital for three months, and Richie Tozier was checked in last night. THIS STORY IS VERY TRIGGERING AND HAS INTENSE CONTENT, SERIOUSLY IT GETS INTENSE [ #838 in short story ]

In which two boys with strange, wealthy families decide to become runaways in the 1960's. "Let's bug out." ((reddie)) ((60's runaway au))

eddie kaspbrak begins talking to a boy by the name of richie tozier, who lives in florida over 1,600 miles away from eddie's home in derry, maine. was #52 in reddie 🥺🥺💕

parties, alcohol, and teenage sex. will didn't really expect any of these things to be part of his sophomore year. after breaking up with mike, will has felt lonely and empty. but his two best friends are always there to cheer him up. this year has a lot more in hold for him than he thinks.

will is the president of the belittled flower club; also known as the sissy club to bullies. when the bullying gets violent, mike wheeler, one of the most popular boys in school, decides to join the club in attempt to end the bullying, but he finds a lot more than flowers.