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  1. Rec *

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    “Aw, shucks, you’d really do all that for little ol’ me?” Richie fawns in his best-worst Southern Belle voice.
    Eddie is offscreen washing his hands in the kitchen sink when he says “Yeah, dumbass, I have disposable income, and the office can cope without me for like two and a half days.”
    “You’re serious?” Richie asks quietly, a little overcome.
    “Yeah, man,” Eddie says, stepping back into frame. “Only if you want me to, though, I mean—” His eyebrows come in for a worried landing over his eyes, as they often do, and Richie loves them when they do that but he does not want to miss out on the opportunity to have Eddie in his house instead of on his grainy cell phone screen.
    “No, I want you to!” Richie says frantically. “I insist, Eduardo. Come to California.”
    Eddie’s smile pops up, just briefly, a flash of white pixels as he looks down at his hands. “Okay,” he says.
    “Okay.”

    a fic about the various hungers of richie tozier and how they are fed. but mostly about his birthday

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    10 Nov 2021

  2. Rec *

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    Eddie makes another noise, not quite a scream but not anything else either.

    Stan drops his hand.

    “Hey, Eddie,” he says. “Welcome to the peanut gallery. I wrote you a letter, but I guess you won’t get it now.”

    (Or, Eddie and Stan stick around as ghosts after they die. Unable to make themselves known to the other Losers, they have to find other ways to communicate.)

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    07 Nov 2021