#i draw him as i usually draw him and even nerfed his chest bc im a lil tired of ppl focusing on it sm and nothing else

[enden-k]

Why. Why does his bazoongers keep getting bigger. Stop. Stop upgrading his weapons. The simps are dying. I am dying.

taking a shot everytime some anon accuses me of enhancing the haibooba. im dying from alcohol poisoning.

#i draw him as i usually draw him and even nerfed his chest bc im a lil tired of ppl focusing on it sm and nothing else #but ok #loose shirt haithams it is then #reply

[edsbev]

The losers club parent Au?

i got this ages ago and got stuck with it but ive been thinking abt reddie as parents a lot recently so im just gonna do headcanons for them and not all the losers if thats alright? okokok

sO they adopt a lil baby girl and they both burst into tears the moment they see her

shes handed to eddie first. and he’s shaking, tears dripping from his chin as he looks down at this little bundle held in his arms. the wide brown eyes that blink up at him. and he worries for a moment that he might drop her

but then a pair of steady arms wrap him up a warm embrace, the baby between them, and richie is burying his face into eddies hair

“we’re dads, eds,” he whispers in disbelief. voice thick with tears. “we’re parents.” and eddies lets out a little shaky laugh and richie presses a kiss into eddies hair before he rests their foreheads together, looking down at the baby, their baby. their daughter. 

and theyre a little family, standing there, holding each other. a real family.

eddie becomes ‘dadda’ and richie ‘pappa’

when the kids get older (they adopt a little boy when their daughter turns 2) they become ‘da’ and ‘pa’. or, if the kids are feeling chaotic, they’ll call out ‘dad!’ and both richie and eddie will answer. or if richie and eddie are feeling chaotic, they’ll race each other to the kid’s room and whoever gets there first gets to help them

eddie desperately doesnt want his kids to have the same controlled childhood that he did and in not wanting to be strict like his mom he becomes…Way Too Chill

richie: comes home to find their 5 yr old daughter drawing a family portrait on the wall while eddie watches

richie: um…babe?? youre just gonna let her do that???

eddie: yeah?? what are you…the FUN police??

daughter: cackles and draws a cross in red crayon over her little drawing of richie

eddie: ur doing amazing sweetie

richie then becomes the strict parent. and has to stop eddie and the kids from eating icecream together at 1am, and tell eddie ‘no’ when they go out shopping together and eddie wants to buy the kids toys, and literally beg eddie not to let the kids sleep in their bed almost every night bc thats literally the only time he and eddie get alone together and he wants to be able to kiss and cuddle his husband without two little wriggly bodies being in the way dammit

hes still richie tho

and once eddie sort of finds a balance between being strict and fun, richie is allowed to be less stern

and he’s the kind of the parent who makes his kids listen to all his old favourite songs in the car until they know the lyrics and can sing along with him, and buys the kids nerf guns so they can all shoot eddie when he gets home from work, and surprises them all with a puppy for christmas, and teaches the kids swear words in other languages so they can swear without eddie knowing

(eddie knows. and thinks its hilarious)

and eddie is the kind of parent who yells way too loudly at the kids’ sports games and reads the kids bedtime stories every night and always binge watches movies and tv shows with them and tells them the most embarrassing stories of richie he knows

when the kids are little, theyre both real handfuls. especially when theyre babies. pretty much every night you’ll find richie or eddie up in the middle of the night, trying to gently rock a crying baby to sleep

they usually whisper-argue in bed abt who has to get up whenever they hear the baby crying

one night tho, eddie wakes up dying of thirst, his head pounding (he’d been pretty sick the last couple of days) and he slips out of bed and pads into the kitchen, where he finds the lights on

and there’s richie, looking dishevelled in nothing but boxers, his curls a mess and his glasses askew, their son in his arms. asleep at last

“richie,” eddie whispers, approaching him. he smiles softly at the baby before looking up at richies tired face. reaches up to brush a curl behind richies ear. “why didnt u wake me? youve been up every night with him. you look exhausted.” 

“youre sick, eds,” he murmurs. “i figured you needed the rest.”

and eddie feels such a rush of love for him in that moment. reaches up on his toes, cups richies face, and captures him up in a kiss - careful not to disturb the baby between them

he tucks both the baby and richie into bed that night

they get bev and ben to take both the kids from them one evening. bc theyre in desperate need of some alone time. and as soon as the kids are in their friends’ arms, and the front door is shut, they turn each other with suggestive grins

eddie, running his hands up richie’s chest: so...we’re finally alone. no kids. we can do...anything we want

richie, pulling eddie right up against him, nosing the joint between eddies neck and shoulder: god eddie...the things i want to do with you...

 - cut to five minutes later where theyre both passed out on the bed, having fallen asleep as soon as they hit the mattress -

they give the kids to mike and stan the night after so they can finally fuck

#reddie #mine #long post #this got SO much longer than it needed to be #ive just been so emo abt reddie having kids recently #that anon that sent in the ask abt richie having an extended family started this #Anonymous