A Delayed Secret Santa Submission For @spagreddie From The @it-secretsanta-2018 Project! Thank You For

Weird hc that Richie can’t kill bugs and he cowers behind Eddie and Eddie usually just takes a shoe and gets the bug in one quick motion (reflex boy) but one time he can’t find one and this bug is particularly big and gross and Richie is screaming and freaking the fuck out (“EDDIE HELP!!!!! AHHHHHH EDDIE IM TOO YOUNG TO DIE!!!) so before he can stop himself, he claps the bug between his bare hands and then there’s a moment of silence where Eddie just stares at his hands before he starts ugly crying bc there are guts all over him and they sob together for the next five minutes bc they are dumb

let’s talk about how tj had no purpose in the episode and showed up randomly at the end for one minute LITERALLY to tell the audience that he was cyrus’s new love interest in case there was any doubt left lmao. the way that scene was framed was so insanely romantically coded??? literally they were talking about how cyrus had moved on from jonah and it had turned to something he never expected and then tj walks in and all we see is cyrus looking at him and then he says “of course I came” in the most  adorable voice???? and andi and buffy clearly sense what’s going on??? PLEASE

Cyrus: Hey gu-

Buffy: Hey UNDERDOG! I got you a chocolate chocolate chip muffin! Again! Even though you didn’t ask for one! I just love showing you how much I truly care about you at every opportunity!

Andi: Hey UNDERDOG! You look cold! Here, take one of my many basketball hoodies and feel free to keep it and wear it as much as possible so I can constantly freak out about how cute you look in it!

Jonah: Hey UNDERDOG, come over here so I can remind you of how cute and funny and amazing you are for the thousandth time, then repeat all my gushing to anyone and everyone with ears!

Marty: Hey UNDERDO-

TJ: OKAY OKAY, I GET IT!

You can look me in the eye and tell me this isn’t the kind of shit the losers do in their free time, but I won’t believe you.

and then as i continue to say ‘fuck u v-slur’ i cope with cuties

allura has two hands and A LOT OF LOVE

I wish that Rick became a mentor-like figure for teen superheroes, especially for the Young Avengers and Avengers Academy kids. I know that he’d probably be as useful as paperweight given that he doesn’t have any superpowers, and that idea would probably be ripping off Young Justice (i.e. Snapper Carr), but it could work! 

Just imagine him telling them stories about his adventures with the Hulk and ROM, and the whole Kree-Skrull War. Or teaching combat acrobatics like Captain America did when he was around their age and everything related to the superhero community - history, powers, strengths, weaknesses, rogue gallery, trivia facts not found on the Wikipedia page. Or form a support group for teen heroes who are orphaned, neglected, or abused, kinda like what he did briefly with The Loners in The Runaways before Marvel dropped the series.

tl;dr  “So much wasted potential” should be Marvel’s new slogan.

that year they did group costumes for halloween

hi everyone!

I wanted to do something for the friendom on valentine’s day because so many of you are just absolutely superb and lovely!!! soooooooo

whoever reblogs this will receive *drum-roll*  a beautifully horrendous ms paint-esque valentine with an equally horrible andi mack pun on it in their inbox on the 14th yaaaaaaay

some little things:

there’s about half of them that might be a bit of an eye-strain due to the painfully loud colors. if you need one that isn’t, please let me know! :)

I have no idea how many of you guys will want one, but I’m fairly positive I won’t have enough for all of them to be individual sksksksksks (if you and another blog get the same one you’re best friends now sorry it’s the rules)

if you could do your best to remember to have your inbox/submissions open on the 14th, that’d help me out a lot!

there might be a bit of a delay depending on my school work so I apologize in advance if yours doesn’t arrive until later that day

and uhhh that’s all! thank you all for being so kind and amazing!

a cursed preview:

if you get this one I’m so sorry agdghds

imagine this: trashmouth tozier could be shut up by someone playing with his hair gently and he would talk but in a softer voice and he’d get this sedated smile on his face 

like he would place his head on mike’s lap who would silently thread a hand into the wild mess, twirling curls around a pointer finger. the rest of the losers would be bewildered at a sober, quiet richie with half closed eyes and a content smile twitching at the corners of his lips.

so, everyone started doing it.

beverly would attempt to braid the curls whenever they would get high and poor rich would be absently there, the weed making him calmer and the playing of his hair releasing all tension in his body.  he would talk in a soft voice, softer than bev would ever imagine was possible, and answer her questions without abrasions of offensive jokes.

ben would use it whenever richie would talk too much and a little too much. (just enough for ben to know something was wrong)  “c’mere,” ben would whisper and he’d pull richie close to him before beginning to untangle all the curls with his fingers. richie would continue to fidget until his body slowly relaxed and he would curl up to ben’s side and just cuddle the boy until he was calmer and then, he would ask richie what was wrong. 

it took bill awhile to finally do it but he used it when richie caught him in a middle of a breakdown. richie had stormed into bill’s bedroom and caught him holding georgie’s yellow jacket, sobbing violently into it. the boy wrapped his arms around his best friend and started rambling: “i’m sorry big bill i’m sorry georgie got hurt and i’m sorry we couldn’t help him, i’m so-” and bill would look up to see richie tearing up as well and he’d stare at the other boy, unable to say anything so he’d pull richie closer and richie would rub bill’s back and bill would run his hands through richie’s hair. now whenever they notice the other person upset, they’ll do what they know to calm them down.

although, constantly to popular belief, stan was a very affectionate man in private. if he knew the person was clean (and he often got richie to shower at his house how could the boy live in such filth), he’d be wrapped around them like a vine. he’d put on movies and pull richie up into his chest and they’d silently watch the movie, richie’s ear resting against his chest and stan’s hands in his hair. it was the softer part of their relationship, the rarity of silence and contentment. no jokes, no threats, nothing. just the love between them. 

and eddie would use it to his advantage, the sly brat. whenever richie would talk or make a mum joke, he’d reach up and tug on the boy’s hair and hiss “beep beep, rich.” if he pulled a little too hard, richie would flush a deep red but the memo was caught. to be honest, eddie loved a silent richie in the middle of the night, especially if he snuck through eddie’s window and eddie knew his mother was still awake. they’d lay in the dead of the night, eddie murmuring softly into the cloth of richie’s t-shirt and richie humming softly as he turn his head into eddie’s hand

they love their trashmouth but sometimes, seeing him quiet and content (and not feeling like he’s talking to just fill silence) is blissful.

Billy Kaplan's younger twin brothers dress up as Wiccan and Speed for Halloween and all is well