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#eddie kaspbrak request
sm0kingcrack · 1 year
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decided to make a messy little comic from the headcanon from this post because even though i did that whole pretty picture, the idea was still stuck in my head
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the-vegetarian-artist · 11 months
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Been stuck in an IT fixation, sooooo....I took some sketch requests over on discord. This one had to be my favorite! (There are a ton more on here, but I'm not done filling the page lol)
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theartsharki · 2 years
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i dunno if you'd take requests for a ship but can i have eddie being sappy and in love with richie??usually when i see reddie content eddie is always going >:((( or is angry and smthn and ppl just Don't Get it.... they are partners in Crime who are very in love with each other okay
Wasn’t sure if you meant adult or not so I drew what I was in the mood for :P
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peachtozier · 4 months
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I need a reddie smut where Eddie (most likely drunkenly) tells another loser about how he actually thinks it’s so hot how disgusting Richie is (because yeah remember he ate that pudding cup out of the garbage as a dare but what else is he willing to eat ykwim?) or like how obsessed with Richie’s arms and hands he is (it’s becoming an issue how much smaller things look in Richie’s hands than Eddie’s) and that loser tells Richie but Eddie doesn’t know and Richie just uses it to utterly torment Eddie.
Idek if you take requests but I’m so desperate for this and I feel as though I can count on you to at least validate my claim tbh
YEAH. i LOVE gross richie and i love eddie being gross with richie. i think its fun how he pretends to be. like. prim and proper but the second richie's aggravating him he'll join in with whatever gross shit richie's doing
also. yeah. richie arms........
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sunshinereddie · 1 year
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22. reunion hug!!
Eddie stood nervously at the door to the restaurant, wondering whether or not he would be able to catch a flight back to New York that night if he left right now. Sure, the plane ticket would be expensive as hell, and he'd go home to a million questions from Myra, along with having to explain to his boss why he had suddenly left the state in the middle of the work day, but compared to spending one more second back in Derry... Eddie was becoming more convinced by the second.
He knew he had to be back in Derry. The scar on his hand palm that hadn't stopped burning since he had received Mike's call was telling him so. The memory of their promise was telling him so. He knew he had to be back, to finally put an end to all of this... but a part of him also couldn't help but think, Why does it have to be me?
Eddie might have remained standing there all night long, his mind going back and forth over what to do, until footsteps approached from behind him, and a voice spoke up- a teasing, but strangely familiar voice.
"Hey, man- you know this isn't a club or something, right? You can go right in, you don't need to wait get your ID checked and block the doorway."
Eddie frowned, and quickly turned on his heel to tell this guy that a simple 'excuse me' would have been perfectly fine and that he didn't need to be a jackass about it... when his eyes landed on a familiar face. A face that Eddie hadn't seen in thirty years, but one he could never forget.
"...Richie?"
Richie Tozier's eyes widened as he realized the person he had just made fun of wasn't just some guy, but Eddie Kaspbrak. His smug grin melted into a soft smile, and suddenly all the negative things that Eddie had been feeling about being back in Derry vanished, replaced with a brighter feeling as his memories of Richie came flooding in.
Richie's mouth hung open, as though he was lost for words, and for a moment Eddie was surprised that Richie Tozier, of all people, had been brought to silence- when he spoke just one simple word: "Eds."
It was a nickname Eddie hadn't heard in a long time, and with it brought a feeling Eddie hadn't felt in a long time- the tight feeling in his chest, a flash of heat through his body, the pace of his heartbeat accelerating. Eddie had always told Richie when they were kids that he hated the nickname, but... he had always been quite fond of it, and hadn't realized how much he missed it until now.
Richie's smile widened as he approached, but before Eddie could say anything else in reply, Richie was throwing his arms around Eddie in a hug that seemed to knock all the air out of Eddie's lungs. It took a second for Eddie to regain his balance and catch his breath, but when he did, he wasted no more time in tightly wrapping his arms around Richie in return. His hands curled into fists, grabbing hold of the fabric of Richie's shirt, as he buried his face in Richie's shoulder. Eddie could feel Richie's hands on his back- large, warm, and trembling.
Eddie could have stayed like that all night.
It was a long while before either of them spoke again, but when Richie finally broke the silence, he didn't break their hug. "It's... it's good to see you again, Eds," he said softly.
There were so many things Eddie wanted to say back. It's good to see you, as well, was the proper thing to say, Eddie knew that, but it wasn't what he wanted to say. He wanted to tell Richie how much he missed him. He wanted to say that he was so scared of being back in Derry, but he felt a little less scared in Richie's arms. He wanted to ask if Richie wanted to run away with him. He wanted to tell Richie that he loved him.
But, Eddie knew he couldn't say that. He couldn't say any of that.
"Don't call me Eds," was what he finally replied with.
Richie laughed, and Eddie found it rather amusing that Richie's laugh hadn't changed after all this time. "Sorry," he said. "Want ‘Eddie Spaghetti’ instead?.”
“God, no. That one was even worse.”
“Well, you’re not leaving me with many options.”
“How about my real name, ever think of that, genius?”
“Nah, that’s boring.”
Despite their conversation, they still hadn’t separated from their hug. They spoke into each other’s shoulders, and though they couldn’t see it, they could both feel the curve of the others’ smile against them.
Eddie tightened his arms around Richie. He never wanted to let go. He didn’t want to lose Richie again.
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boyduroy · 1 year
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adad 2023: 11/365
you can't tell me Eddie "paddle ball master" Kaspbrak wouldn't go absolute bananas for the hula hoop (⁠☆⁠▽⁠☆⁠) this was a great exercise for more dynamic sketching, so thank you for the prompt! ❤️
bonus Bev tearin' it up:
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leafypaws · 8 months
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eddie kaspbrak moodboard for anon!
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trashm0uthhhh · 9 months
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I need someone to tell me what to write or I'll keep on going back and forth with WIPs
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yourlocaltheaterkid012 · 11 months
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any ideas?
Hey it’s your local theater kid,So on my last post I asked for your #1 loser
it was a tie with bill and Richie at 27.3% but Stan ended up winning by 3 votes at 30.3% there was only 33 votes. I honestly expected Richie or bill to win.
Request info down below
I want to make it a One-shots, imagines , gif imagines book instead. I can still make a Stan X reader if you want though
So I don’t know what to do for Y/n cause I never wrote an x reader story before but I’ve read some. And it’s only ever been being another loser’s sister or something like that. ( which is kinda annoying for POC readers) so can you please comment any ideas for the story there are just some rules to the request.
I don’t write smut or lemons
I’m only going by the corse of the movie if you want me to make an X reader but there can be added parts if you want
For request I only put Y/n I won’t add Jessica ( sorry if your name is Jessica ) or anything ( cause once I read this book where almost every Bill imagine had the name Shannon 😂)
I do LGBTQ+ imagines and interracial .
I’m not really good at writing angst but I would try if you asked.
I can also write Platonic imagines
I can do Bowers gang but don’t expect it to be good.
I’ll also write stories and post them here you can comment any requests bye 😘
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tacosareyummy · 1 year
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might just write a random x reader for richie tozier idk.
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babysoftstims · 2 years
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eddie kaspbrak and richie tozier stimboard for @bunniestrawberry!
x x x - x x x - x x x
~nastya
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chronicpessimist56 · 2 years
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This is a Reddie Fanfic on Ao3 is so beautiful and brilliant. I highly recommend you read this if you are +15!!
New Page, Same Old Book by Rend_Herring
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findroleplay · 2 years
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Hiya! 20 y/o just freshly finished watching It and It chapter two. I'm looking to do a fix it reddie roleplay. I have a plot in mind and can hear your ideas too,of course! Plus,if we're not vibing with my original idea,I can come up with others! I'm open to AUs,can try some neibolt!reddie if you'd like,just not super experienced.
TL;DR
-18+
-I can do this in either the 2019 It or the 1990 It
-looking for grown reddie
-I'd like to play Richie
-I use asterisks/text talk
-I only play submissive characters
-open to AUs,have a plot
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finn-wolfhard · 2 years
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Guys plz send me stuff in my ask - even if u wanted to fangirl over something with someone! I’d love a lil interaction with all you beautiful people xx
Also ignore random tags
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sunshinereddie · 2 years
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OMG REDDIE PROMPT “who did this to you?” (if u would like to write it hashtag no pressure ofc)
(from this post)
It's odd, Eddie thinks, that it's been nearly a full day and he hasn't heard from Richie.
Normally, it's the other way around, where Eddie can't seem to find any peace and quiet from Richie. But today, he finds himself missing those cheesy jokes and terrible impressions and Richie's snorting laugh that Eddie swears is contagious.
He stops by the Tozier household, but Richie's mother tells Eddie that her son has been out of the house all day. He's not in the arcade, nor down by the Quarry. And even though they haven't played there since they were kids, Eddie checks the Barrens anyways, but no luck there either.
As he's trudging out of the woods, racking his brain for anywhere else Richie could be, he hears something. Very soft, very faint music, the kind that isn't really Eddie's go-to genre, but he can recognize as a certain someone's favourite. And Eddie knows where it's coming from- the very place he can't believe he didn't check in the first place.
He makes his way back through the forest, walking along the beaten path that leads him to the Losers' clubhouse- and sure enough, the trapdoor is laying open, with rock music streaming from it. Eddie marches over to the door, and without an announcement of his presence begins making his way down the ladder. When he sees a head of curly hair lying down in the hammock, Eddie jumps down from the ladder and breathes a sigh of relief. "There you are!" he says, approaching the hammock. "I've been looking for you all day, I wanted to ask you if-"
But Eddie stops cold in his tracks when Richie looks up from the magazine that he was not only reading, but also using to hide his face. Dried blood is smeared across his cheek and his eyebrow, and some dripping from his nose as well. The lense of one of his glasses is cracked. His bottom lip is swollen and split, and his left eye is beginning to bruise purple. 
“Richie...” Is all Eddie can manage as he takes it all in. Panic flashes in Richie’s eyes as he scrambles out of the hammock, but he winces as he lands on his feet. 
“Okay, before you say anything,” he says quickly, “I know it looks bad, but honestly, it looks worse than it actually is, okay? I promise, I’m fine, so don’t worry yourself-”
“Who did this to you?” Eddie asks. Richie pauses, his words dying on his tongue. When he doesn’t answer, but simply averts his eyes, Eddie takes a step closer and repeats his question. “Richie, who did this to you?” 
Richie tenses, taking a wavering breath, and Eddie is preparing himself to have to ask a third time, when Richie finally mutters under his breath, “Bowers.” 
The spot in his heart that was previously worrying, hurting from seeing Richie in pain and beat up, is now taken over by a different feeling- anger, rage towards Henry fucking Bowers for what he did to Richie. And while his anger is quickly building up inside of him, Eddie doesn’t realize that he’s starting to show it as well, until Richie reaches out and takes his hand, which he had unconsciously balled up into a tight fist and was digging his fingernails into his palms. “Hey,” Richie says gently, but Eddie can hear the strain in his voice. “It’s okay.”
“I’d beg to differ,” Eddie replies. “Richie, look at yourself. You’re bleeding in three different places, your eye is swelling shut, you look like you’ve had lip injections gone wrong-” Richie squeezes his hand, and Eddie stops himself, shutting his eyes and forcing himself to take a breath before he gets himself all worked up. “I swear,” he says once he’s calmed down slightly, “one day that fucker’s gonna be sorry for everything he’s done.”
And then, to Eddie’s surprise, Richie laughs. Eddie opens up his eyes, and Richie is smiling, as though everything is fine and all the pain has stopped.  “Oh yeah?” Richie says, a teasing lilt in his voice despite the circumstances. “You planning on taking him down all by yourself?” 
“You don’t think I could?” Eddie asks, to which Richie shakes his head. 
“Hey, I haven’t forgotten that rock fight- I remember you were pretty badass that day,” Richie says. “I think your crazy ass could take Bowers any day of the week.” Richie grins, and Eddie pretty much confirms that Richie’s joy is contagious, because he can’t stop himself from returning the smile. 
Eddie feels Richie’s thumb run over his knuckles, and it’s at that moment that Eddie realizes that they’re... actually holding hands. Richie’s eyes follow Eddie’s, and it seems as though Richie dawns on the same conclusion, as he quickly withdraws his hand and stuffs it into his back pocket, clearing his throat as his cheeks flush pink. Eddie feels the tips of his ears heat up as well, especially as he can still feel the comforting pressure of Richie’s hand, Richie fingers intertwined with his long after Richie let go. 
“Let me fix you up, at least,” Eddie says after a few moments of silence. “I’ve got some bandaids and saline on me, and I don’t want any of those wounds getting infected.” 
Richie nods, following Eddie over to an old table and set of chairs the Losers had furnished their clubhouse with years ago. “Whatever you say, Dr. K.” 
“Don’t call me that,” Eddie tells him, picking out the supplies from the bag around his waist. 
“Sure thing, Eds.” 
Eddie rolls his eyes, but this time, he doesn’t correct Richie.
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billdenbroughsgirl · 4 months
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hi, can i request an eddie and richie hc with a reader who has a lot of freckles (i have freckles literally everywhere i hate them sm😭), please? thank you<3
-🩰 anon
i looooove freckles. as someone w/o them, i've wished for them like sm! anon youre beautiful im so fr. 🩰 anon pullin through w the hcs!!!! &lt;3
♡ SKIN STARS !! eddie & richie w freckled!reader
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♡ EDDIE KASPBRAK
i've always thought eddie would doodle on his s/o's skin :)
especially if you have freckles!! he'd draw lil flowers, using your freckles as the dots in the center or petalsss
(if you're adults now) tells you how it reminds him of his cast, in the summer of '89
"this girl at school, i saw her when i was picking up my medicine... she wrote 'loser' on it. my friends crossed out the 's' with a 'v,' this is kinda like that :)"
if you tell him you don't like them, he'll kiss them
little pecks on your shoulders, cheeks, thighs, knees, eve!! ry!! where!!
(i love space, keep that in mind for this one) if you're at a planetarium date/stargazing, he'll trace the constellations on your freckles!!!
"you're my galaxy" with his cutie patootie smileee
♡ RICHIE TOZIER
taps on them (lightly) while making silly noises, like a tune :)
"fuckin' awesome," he grins at you. if you slap him (playfully), he'll whine "aye, i mean it!"
draws curves under pairs of them, so they're lil smileys
makes you close your eyes while he does this, then you try to find them!!
calls them polka dots n sprinkles
after you've been dating (or friends) for a while, if he's anxious or worried he'll subconsciously trace them with his index finger (awwww!)
that rly!! helps him calm down
this boy is very grateful :)
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