Drake?

vulnerable

Pairing ➳ richie tozier x reader

Warnings ➳ fluff.

I didn’t know what to name this! Also, this was requested by @good-doctor-imagine so thank her!

“Don’t you trust me?” Richie asked (y/n), bringing a small note titled ‘peace offering’ with him as he sat beside her in one of the classes they shared, “Like, at all?”

She just stared ahead at the board, and the teacher hadn’t even been in the class yet. Richie had been trying to grab (y/n)’s attention for quite a long time now, but all she did was ignore him. He looked down, defeated once again.

But he wouldn’t stop trying.

He saw her sitting in the library with one of her favourite books in hand. She was so immersed in reading that she never realised when Richie sat on the chair across her and cleared his throat, startling her.

Her eyes met his for a moment before looking away and he could bet that he saw her face turn a faint red as she blushed.

“Hey,” he smiled. She looked down in her book, not exchanging the greeting, “Have you ever been to the Arcade? It’s the best place in this shit town. Maybe I can take you there if you want?”

“Why are you trying so hard?” She finally asked in a dull voice, but Richie found it very sweet. He could listen to her voice all day, not that he would tell anyone that.

“What do you mean?”

(Y/n) sighed, searching for the right answer to give him, “Look, you’re a nice guy. But I don’t think you’ve heard the rumours that go around the school about me because if you did-”

“I’ve heard.” He confirmed, cutting her off in the process, “But like you said, they’re rumours, and I don’t believe them. You should just tell them to fuck off.”

Richie shrugged and in the first time, he saw her trying to conjure emotions. A smile. (Y/n) smiled at him softly, it was a hardly visible smile, but it was there, “Nobody cares about my opinions.”

“I care about you” Richie suggested and she blushed, smiling wider this time.

After that, (y/n) had agreed to go to the arcade with him, to the movies, to get ice-cream, sometimes even to the losers club’s meetings. And even though she was still getting used to all the attention, she loved spending time with Richie, and vice-versa.

And that is why his heart broke when he saw her crying her eyes out.

“Hey, what happened (y/n)?” He asked, sitting on his knees to reach a comforting hand to her shoulder. He waited for her to calm down. She just shook her head and laughed it off dryly.

“It’s nothing important.”

“It is, to me.”

Her eyes softened as she looked over at him and simply replied, “Just a bad day at school. People talking things behind my back is all.”

“(Y/n) I told you to tell them to fuck off, and if you won’t, then I will.” She gave him a weak smile and a shake of head

“I know I shouldn’t care about them, but I just can’t stop thinking that you will leave me one day because of-”

She were suddenly caught off guard by a soft sensation of his lips on hers, moving in synch as butterflies filled her stomach and her cheeks burned, but it felt so good

“I fell in love with you, not them.”

“Y-you love me?” She was very surprised you hear those words from him in such a short span of a few weeks. But she couldn’t wait for the day she returned them to him.

“I do.” He nodded and leaned in for another kiss.

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I don’t know who to tag so let me tag some of my favourite richie tozier writers: @good-doctor-imagine @letmewriteyoustuff @just-jordie-things @strangerev @asthmaticeddie @multi-parker

“hE WaS oN sHakE iT uP?!”

once u start a) wearing oversized and loose clothing b) cutting ur hair short asf and c) putting ur phone on silent/dnd congrats there’s no coming back from any of these

My little zombie killers

DOOT DOOT

SHUT UP LMAOOOO

really underrated and powerful part of Richie’s character is this excerpt from the book:

“…he saw a boy who wore glasses, a thin boy with a pale face that had somehow seemed to scream ‘Hit me! Go on and hit me!’ in some mysterious way to every passing bully. ‘Here’s my lips! Mash them back against my teeth! Here’s my nose! Bloody it for sure and break it if you can! Box an ear so it swells up like a cauliflower! Split an eyebrow! Here’s my chin, go for the knockout button! Here are my eyes, so blue and so magnified behind these hateful, hateful glasses, these horn-rimmed specs on bow of which is held on with adhesive tape. Break the specs! Drive a shard of glass into one of these eyes and close it forever! What the hell!’“

i dont know why but it just hits me its so… powerful? like he just sort of, hates himself and hates how he cant keep his mouth shut? thats the vibes im getting here - and how he almost blames himself for everything and thinks he deserves to be punished for just, being himself.

this excerpt coupled with:

“He was vaguely aware that he was doing one of his Voices - not a strange and outrageous one, like those he sometimes did on the radio, but a warm, rich, confident Voice. An I’m-All-Right Voice. It sounded great, but it was a lie. Just like all the other Voices were lies.”

and:

“Now he had to go back to being himself, and that was hard - it got harder to do that every year. It was easier to be brave when you were someone else”

just wow it really says a lot about Richie

the planets are also proud of you

the moon is proud of you

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