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what clown are you guys talking about it 2017 was a coming of age comedy

(another one)

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Richie Tozier would LOVE grocery shopping with his mum , I know just the moment he hears Maggie say “I’m going to the store” BRO IS RUNNING TO GET HIS SHOES ON 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️ . I also know he’d just complain about the prices constantly like “$5 ?!?!? FOR HOTDOG BUNS ?!?” anyways I love him

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Both Bev and Ben are way too overly excited to see him when he gets to their place, so that sets off Eddie’s internal alarm bells immediately.

“…What?” he asks their absolutely beaming faces suspiciously.

Bev scoffs, and Ben practically drags him into the living room and over to the couch, his eyes sparkling. “Tell us everything,” he gushes as they somehow squeeze both of their bodies into the armchair across from him.

Eddie raises an eyebrow, feeling, somehow, like he missed some important element of his own life, but goes ahead anyway. “Well, the plane out of JFK was delayed flying in from Tampa, of fucking course, so we got a bit of a late start, but thankfully we had a strong tailwind and—”

Bev tosses a throw pillow at his face and groans comically. “No, you dweeb!” she laughs. “Tell us everything about Richie!”

“Richie?”

Eddie thinks back to the last week, when Richie had come to visit. It had been a pretty boring, run of the mill visit as far as Richie visits go; they had gone out to eat a few times, taken in a show or two, but mostly they lounged around Eddie’s lame little divorced dude bachelor pad and watched TV and played Mario Kart.

They went to the airport together that morning, Richie headed back to LA and Eddie to Chicago for his conference and to stay with Ben and Bev. They got lunch and a beer and then hugged goodbye and went to their separate gates.

He regales this all to Ben and Bev, and watches their excitement literally melt away in real time, Ben to disappointment and Bev, weirdly, to pure, unadulterated anger.

“He bitched out?!” she cries, and is yanking out her phone and storming out of the room, down the hall. “That spineless little—Richie Tozier!”

Eddie stares after her, bewildered, then turns to Ben, who simply shrugs sadly.

What, he thinks, the fuck is going on?

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Eddie: I'm getting us fake ids Richie: To drink? Eddie: To vote

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Richie, fighting with Pennywise: RAHHAHAAHAAAA I HATE YOUUUU GET OUT OF MY HOOOUUUUSEEEE!!!!

Richie, later: I am not sure where that came from, I have no experience with home evasion.

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back to baseball posting but this time it's reddie. pitcher Richie x catcher eddie

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the 1990 losers club: golly... jee..... we sure are in a pickle here. somethings happening around town....

the 2017 losers club: shit shit fuck what the FUCK is going ON in this FUCKING HELL HOLE GET ME OUTTA HERE

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(they've always been losers together)

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midnight kitchen chats with ur crush >

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redraw of my redraw! the losers in one of the first fics i ever read in my current skill-level bc she's worth it!

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summer of ‘89 <3

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Stenbrough concept:

Stanley brings home a pigeon that happened to be on the side of the road and doesn't tell Bill.

So like one night, Bills in the shower and the pigeon just casually slips in the shower with him.

All Stanley can hear in the distance is a high pitch scream and a weak "STANNNNNNN!"

Of course Stanley gets up from his chair--closing his favourite book and wonders over to the bathroom, which to where he sees Bill in the corner with a shower cap on--along with his arm outstretched holding on for dear life a backscrubber with a terrified, confused expression and the pigeon titling his head, cooing up at him.

Stanley stands there, fiddling with his fingers with a shy grin on his features, looking at them both and he goes " so, this is our son--Benjamin."

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Stan: Mike, Bill. Bill, Mike

Mike: hey

Bill: yo

Mike & Bill: I’m Stan’s best-

Mike & Bill: -friend…

Mike: I think I misheard you, pastemate

Bill: Did I fucking stutter, sheep boy?

Mike & Bill: *fighting*

Bill: I’ve known him longer!

Mike: Then where did his dad take him for summer vacation of 1982?

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Stan: My best friend is Richie…

Stan: But I’d rather kill him, than admit to it

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Stanley calls Bill ‘William’ when he’s mad. The moment Stan is like “WILLIAM!” Bill knows he’s fucked up

This is canon

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*Sneaking into Stan’s for a late night sleepover*

Richie: Shit, you guys, he’s sleeping.

Eddie: Then how are we going to get in?

Bill: Don’t worry I have a key.

Bill: *smashes window*

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Richie: I did a bad thing.

Stan: *not looking up from his book* Does it affect me?

Richie: No

Stan: Then suffer in silence.

Richie: It involves Bill…

Stan: *whips head up to glare at Richie* What the fuck did you do?!