eddie "fuck you, bro" kaspbrak. (
respirations) wrote2025-12-01 12:00 am
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God. We wasted so much time. I almost lost this forever. I was such a fucking moron.
[His greedy eyes look all over Eddie as he drinks him in.]
Eddie. Eds. You...you're everything to me. I'm not wasting another second after this. Okay? Not a single second.
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Thankfully, Richie kisses him again and brings him out of his descent into those memories. Without a second thought, he moves to return it and simply allows himself to enjoy the taste of Richie on his lips until they part. )
It wasn't our fault that some fucking clown messed with our memories and made us forget each other.
( Although he blushes as Richie looks him over there is still a needy want that races through him and has him pressing closer to Rich. )
You're everything I ever wanted out of life. It's like I can finally start my life now that I've found you again.
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[He is sniffling as he leans into the touches and warmth that Eddie provides. When he presses in himself, Richie kisses the side of Eddie's face and rubs soft circles against his back. It's only about another second or two before he kisses him again, unable to stop himself.
He loves him so fucking much. ]
You do realize I'm an asshole, right? Like. You need to think this through before you sign up for the rest of your life. I'm probably gonna drive you crazy, sweetheart.
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( Despite his joking tone, Eddie continues to handle Richie with soft touches and softer warmth that he hopes gets his feelings across. Certainly Richie's feelings are getting across making his heart both swell and ache as he tilts his face toward the kisses that are pressed against his face. He's grateful when they kiss again, focusing in instead on the feel and warmth of Richie's lip and skin instead of how close he is to crying too. )
I'm sorry but have you met me? I'm not exactly a saint here so you're gonna have to try harder to get rid of me, Rich. I speared a fucking space clown in the mouth for you so I think I can handle your assholery.
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[He's smiling and finally the tears slow to a trickle. Richie kisses Eddie on the nose and then again on the lips. Part of him wants to have them sit down and keep eating and the other part wants to drag Eddie inside and to the couch for more making out. As he wars between those instincts he traces Eddie's nose and scar with the tips of his fingers. ]
Okay. So we're doing this. You and me.
[He lets out a wet laugh.]
The group chat is going to lose their shit.
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( And he leans in to the touch that Richie offers, starved for both attention and affection from the other man with a want to do nothing but drown in whatever he could offer him. It Eddie to press another kiss against Richie's lips before dipping to kiss his cheek, chin and down further against his neck. )
Mmm. You're stuck with me now, Rich. ( And he makes that clear with a small bite at his pulse point. ) Or they're going to be figuring out who owes who money.
( With a huff of laughter, he leans back and smile before wetting his lips with a glance back to their half-ate breakfast. )
Do you, uh— do you wanna head inside? Unless you're still hungry! But, um, if you're not then I figured we could maybe do this somewhere more comfortable?
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How about this: you go decide whether you want to make out on the couch or in my bed and I'll bring the food in so we can refuel when we're done and keep going until it's time to order dinner. Hm?
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Yeah, yeah— can I say both? Uh— is that weird? I mean I'd make out with you in a bathtub right now. ( And with that he moves back although he immediately hates the distance put between them. ) But, you're right! You're right because we do need to get the food up before birds or racoons or a fucking coyote shows up.