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I wrote this fic and posted it on Tumblr ages ago, so I figured I would transfer it over here!
Based on this post from @cosersllub on Tumblr: teenage reddie having a sleepover and they sleep in the same bed (like they’ve always done) and they wake up cuddling but neither of them want to move so they just think “i’ll pretend to wake up when he wakes up” but their both awake for like two hours before richie really needs to piss
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16 Oct 2022
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“All my medication is fake.”
“...What?”
“You said you wanted to know what’s wrong,” Eddie snaps, because there’s a knot in his chest and a jitter in his fingers that has nothing to do with the clown. “Well, that’s it. My Mom lied, I was never sick. I don’t have asthma, I don’t have allergies, I don’t have- it was all fake. The pills, the treatments, the-” He cuts off, inhaling raggedly. “My entire life-” he whispers because he thinks his voice will break if he tries to speak any louder, “-has been about regiments and treatments and medications that I don’t even fucking need."
(Aka: After defeating Pennywise, Eddie decides to hide from his Mom at Richie's house, not ready to face her after his realization)
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06 Oct 2022
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On which Mike Wheeler is an angel with growing wings, that no one could see, and falls for Will Byers, who happens to be his best friend.
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04 Oct 2022
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mike battles through his internalized homophobia as he makes a shocking realization about his best friend, will.
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04 Oct 2022
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Updated: 09/01/19
Richie felt uneasy knowing how close Eddie was, though at the same time it felt soothing. He sat up in his rumbled clothes, listening in to all the muted noises the motel had to offer, the rattling of the AC above his head, tires running over gravel outside his door, and a thunderous rumble, which were no doubt the snores of Ben Hanscom through the motel room's paper thin walls. Richie looked where he presumed Eddie was, fast asleep with his portable air enrichener, which Myra probably packed for Eddie’s trip. He heard the opposite, no loud spray of warm steam coming from the machine that would clear Eddie’s sinuses from the cold Derry air only to have cramped himself into a musty motel room, no, Richie heard grunts. (look it's not what you think, oR IS IT)
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04 Oct 2022