I drenched myself with wildfires and maps in search of a destination that isn’t your smile but I keep searching in circles and ending right back into your arms. I should’ve learned long before that a maze isn’t complete without your dead ends, honey, some lost souls are only lost to please pathways leading nowhere.
Anonymous said: Regards to your writing prompt, “lost"
If its not a problem could you make kankri peixes<3meulin crocker?
TG: its nine thirty in the morning and im ready to post TG: so why did you disappear for four days at a time this time david?? TG: WELL your boy a new job at double daves pizzeria TG: and yes its exactly for the reason you think TG: its even funnier because its double daves and not only did i get a job there but so did my best good friend sollux TG: so now its a friendship pun TG: laugh
TG: uh anyway meucroc and kanpeix make a good couple TG: if their god tiers are the seer and the mage of life respectively,, TG: does that mean TG: that this ship gives me life????? TG: i just spat out two puns in one post im fucking hilarious
With age Bill became quite the loser specific party hoster, which normally end badly but are fun nonetheless. He finds a way to get a shit ton of alcohol (usually the cause of the disasters) and finds fun activities to do throughout the night. One of these parties was the main reason that Richie Tozier and Eddie Kaspbrak have started dating in the first place, and much of their most openly romantic or just straight up strange interactions happen at these very events as well.
Tonight was just a night to drink a bit if you want and talk to your friends, nothing special, nothing crazy, nothing over the top. However, Eddie decided to have a few drinks tonight, and Eddie Kaspbrak when drunk is much more difficult to control than times where he’s sober. Making this event exceptionally more interesting, Richie did not drink, he rarely did, alcohol hits too close to him to drink very much, however, he did find joy in watching the others be the idiots for a change. Besides, all the losers would agree that sober Richie was already incredibly difficult to handle and they can’t even imagine the extent he would be at while drunk.
Stumbling over air and giggling regularly is Eddie, he had more to drink than anyone and he was more of a lightweight as well. The losers were not intending to drink very much that night but Eddie must’ve gotten carried away, a strange sight because he rarely had more than a bottle of beer. He wasn’t generally fond of alcohol, knowing the health risks and legal complications with it at their age (they were merely 17-18) and worried greatly about consequences and what he would end up saying if alcohol did the talking in replace of his mind.
Eddie drew out Richie’s name dramatically, Richie already laughing at Eddie not even knowing what’s to come. Eddie lay down on Richie’s lap with a shit-eating grin on his face and a strange look in his eyes, Richie was unable to entirely grasp at what Eddie was feeling and wondered if Eddie was even sober enough to know himself.
“Would you still love me?” Eddie asked, it seemed very strange coming from a giggling boy with a never fading smile.
Richie ruffled Eddie’s hair gently, looking over at Mike who was rolling his eyes. Mike very rarely drank along with Richie and the two of them were the only completely sober people in the room leaving them to laugh at the idiocy of their friends and the utter irrationality of Richie’s boyfriends behavior.
“Sure I will Eddie Spaghetti,” Richie responded a smile growing on his lips.
“But will you love me when you know?” Eddie asked making an exaggeratedly shocked gasp matched with an equally ridiculous expression of shock.
“Know what Spaghetti man?” Richie asked, confused overall by Eddie and his conversation but also elated by his ability to use the dumb nicknames for Eddie without constant protest (though in all honesty Richie never minded Eddie’ s protests and complaints they made the whole thing better when Richie wasn’t trying to understand his boyfriends slurring)
“Richie… I should’ve told you sooner,” Eddie said, his expression suddenly changing to incredibly serious but his voice still draped with strange amusement.
Richie was nearly concerned despite knowing drunk Eddie had nothing incredibly serious to say, “What is it Eddie?” he said looking down at his boyfriend and playing with the boys hair, not even noticing that Beverly was not so secretly taking candids of her friends as Ben gushed over everything about it.
“I’m pregnant.” Eddie said seriously before bursting into a fit of laughs, “I’m pregnant, Richie Tozier you are the father!” He continued adding more.
Richie let out a laugh, watching as Stan rolled his eyes dramatically at the whole situation.
‘he’s probably just jealous his boyfriend’s head isn’t this close to his crotch right now,’ Richie thought in amusement.
Eddie continued the joke, it being the exact same thing with small additions.
“Hey Eds, I think you should head to bed for the night,” Richie said finally after getting tired of the stupid joke. He kissed his boyfriends head gingerly and reached for a blanket to cover his boyfriend’s body watching slowly as the boy fell asleep easily and peacefully.
First i love ur fics, u are a really good writter ur charecters look so real. Aaaaaand... Reader jealous of unity What do u think? 🌚
(I don’t think Rick would tolerate jealousy in his partners too well seeing as his patience when it comes to the emotions of others is basically nil.)
“Green, it - it’s really not your color. Drop this shit already.”
You huffed, crossing your arms across your chest while you glared at the ground.
Rick ran into an old friend, a hive-mind that went by the name of Unity, while you two were out on an adventure. The three of you had chatted briefly before heading your separate ways. It wasn’t until Rick informed you that she was an ex-lover that you decided the interaction wasn’t so innocent.
“I saw the way she looked at you. She still has feelings for you, Rick!”
But he just groaned, raking his hands over his face.
“A-and so what if she does? Am I - am I fucking her? Am I dragging her all over the - the goddamn galaxy? NO. I do that with - with you. N-n-now, fucking cut it out. This conversation is literally exhausting me, Christ.”
He had a point, and you began to feel a little foolish, your cheeks burning. Rick sighed and wrapped an arm around your shoulder, pulling you close.
“L-look, none of that - it’s all in the past. What matters now is - is now. So, do us both a favor and - and focus on that.”