There Needs To Be More Reddie Prom Fics! I Can't Get Enoughh

PAIRING: tomgreg

SUMMARY: short tomgreg ideas Post-S4 scenarios

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“Did you just spank me?” Tom challenged in a low voice.

Imagine Richie always encouraging Eddie to argue and yell at him, innocently at first by not realising why it always seems to take his breathe away and why he feels all hot for some reason every time it happens only for Bev to, all knowingly, step in to say "man, your Eddie-kinks are getting way too specific"

Eddie, flustered: you're getting off on this? You're so disgusting! I can't believe you-

Richie, VERY VERY CONFLICTED in that moment.

Richie would be that guy who attempts to start the gyming life and sees a rocking twunk there and it's all he thinks about and what keeps him going. Turns out, the twunk, Eddie, is a PT and offers to help him (and doesn't care that Richie is a famous comedian).

Anyway, cut to the obvious flirting and Richie struggling to not get a boner every time until Eddie clicks that Richie can be motivated by the sexual tension and since he's single, Richie is hot and he wants to have fun, he offers all kinds of dirty things just so Richie would finish his reps. THIS IS WRITING ITSELF

sneaking out of bed to go to a diner with greg is insane enough and the fact that in the scripts it says tom texts him to say "hey sporus. waffle time :)" is even more nuts but honestly it stops feeling like the Framing of an affair and starts being just completely undeniably an affair when you remember that all of this follows shiv trying to have sex with tom and tom refusing. like i'm gonna kms

My friend sent me a cute clip of Celebrity First Dates Hotel where the show sets up two people... all I could think of is what if Reddie were actors (Richie from SNL naturally) and people adored their interactions from one film they did together.

Imagine if the show put Richie and Eddie on a blind date - both are surprised to see each other but laugh because they had no idea and obviously the date goes really well (and the shows ratings skyrocket obvsly).

Imagine reddie hanging out in the music room and Richie playing beautifully on the piano and Eddie is like 'i hope this doesn't awaken anything in m-' and then when Richie is done, he grins up at him smugly to say, "pretty hot, right?" And when Eddie struggles to find words, Richie is damn shocked, "wait IT IS?!"

I have an idea for Brugio fic but I have to... you know.. write it.

I read your fic “Smash or Pass” a couple of months ago and it’s so cute and well written! But I keep checking back and it hasn’t been updated 😔 Do you have any plans to finish it? I just can’t wait to see how cute Reddie are gonna be once they meet!! (I’m also totally aware of how much everything going on rn is affecting people’s mindsets/motivation so please don’t take this as pressure!!) ❤️

Hiii! I haven't been in the mood to write sorryyy;; I've got the idea but putting it to paper just hasn't really clicked, I wrote about half some time ago and then lost my buzz. I do hope to get to it

(1) "Why would you bring me here?" Eddie asks, shifting nervously. He still lets Richie walk him over to the bridge, leaning on him a little, shaky on his feet after how much time he'd spent bedridden during his recovery. The kissing bridge isn't exactly home to a lot of warm, fuzzy memories. Unless... No. No, he's sure that's not possible. But Richie has an arm around him, and seems nervous himself-- nervous, but certain-- and so what can Eddie do but follow?

(2) “When we were kids, I… Okay, feel free to tell me this is stupid, but– You know that summer? Well… I just want you to know I was thinking about you, I guess.” Richie glances down at the carved initials as they reach the spot, his fingertips brushing over the E. “There’s a lot I might not remember still, maybe there are still things I never will, but… I remember that, and I remember you. How it felt not to see you, when I thought I’d never go more than a day without you…”

(3) “Rich…” Eddie winds his arms around Richie’s neck, leaning into him. He breathes him in a long moment before he moves in for a kiss. There’s more, he thinks– more old pain from that summer that Richie remembers, that they might talk about in time, when it doesn’t feel so fresh again. Now that they remember the bad times, they can actually process it all and move on, at least. But this is what he’d deemed important, this testament to young love, then unspoken.

(4) “And… shit, and I know everyone knew about me, and I was so afraid of what would happen to me if I couldn’t convince them they were wrong… I was afraid the whole time I was writing it, but I didn’t care. If that makes sense. I just wanted to pretend that it was all right, just for a minute, because I was sick of being scared and I was sick of pretending you weren’t it for me. You always have been.” He strokes Eddie’s cheek tenderly, thumb tracing his scar. “You still are.”

(5) The memory hits him then, the more Richie talks about how he’d felt and why he’d overcome his fear just enough, just in secret, to leave their initials on the bridge. Kneeling in the dirt, his heart pounding in his throat, his arm still in a cast. Knowing his mother would be upset at how long he took to come home, knowing she would be upset with the dirt, and being so angry with her because he hadn’t seen any of his friends in days, and he missed all of them, but Richie was different…

(6) “Richie, look down.” Eddie kisses his jaw, soft, then points out the R, encircled by a slightly wonky heart. “I knew I’d… I knew I must have done something here, and I didn’t remember, until– It was that same summer. And don’t be an asshole, it looks like that because I was in a cast, I–” And Richie cuts him off with a kiss before he can defend his own carving ability, one arm firm around his waist, one hand in his hair, and maybe with a kiss like that, he wouldn’t mind a little tease…

(7/7) “It’s perfect.” Richie says, and kisses him again, and then a third time. “Really. It’s the most perfect. It’s… You’re perfect. You, too? All this time, and– Yeah, yeah. Okay. Perfect.” He kisses him one last time, before offering his arm, and pulling out his phone. He gets a picture of the two engravings on the bridge, grinning, and then he leads Eddie back to the car. They’ve got a future together now, far away from Derry… but after twenty-seven years, it’s nice to know.

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ANON THIS IS SO SWEET. I’ll come fix the cut when I’m not on my phone ;;

I am ADORING AHS 1984's soundtrack this season! It gets me so PUMPED.