Richie Tozier has his life somewhat together. He's a part of a band with his bestie, Beverly, and his boyfriend, Connor, which he couldn't be happier about. But he feels like his life is missing something. Or maybe someone?Edward "Eddie" Kaspbrak's life is the opposite of Richie's. His best friend and band partner, Stanley has hooked him up with a great agent, Mike, but he can't even take up Mike's offer because he doesn't even have a full band. The two boys' lives intersect when Mike attends one of Richie's concerts and invites the small band to join The Losers Club. It's going to take some time for the two groups to work together. But let's just hope.Ships: Reddie, Stenbrough, Benverly, Hanhan/Bike (Mike x Ben), Mike x OC, Ronner (Conner x Richie)
Richie and eddie are two befriends. One day at a sleepover something happens between them. It changes everything.go through eddie's and richie's life in this love story. All of them are 17. This will have mature content at some point of the story, if you're uncomfortable with this feel free to skip it.enjoy 💕
Итан работает официантом в кафе. Миа просто постоянная посетительница, которая всегда сидит на улице вечером, всегда просит плед, кофе и что-то к нему. Кто мог подумать, что под пледом куда теплее вдвоём? Уж точно не они.
This collection of poetry (in Contrast to my Decades of Death Collection) is intended to reflect how life on this planet could be if we truly embraced the tenets of the definition of “agape” love; i.e. totally unconditional love. By definition, of course, only God can reflect such love. which he does with regards to his creation.All other forms of love, while delightful, are constrained and tarnished by qualifications and conditions, as even these poems will attest. I know I for one, being a human, I will never reflect true agape love, although I try as earnestly as the next human being. I am definitely flawed.However I have, can, and do love creation to the best of my human ability. Also, I am loved; or at least believe myself to be loved. It is this that lifts me from the horrors of the world, and brings the delight of which the title speaks. More importantly, I will forever be grateful to those around me who have allowed me to love them. That is, I believe a God given privilege. Hopefully, my attempt at unrestrained imagery of love and caring, in this life, through this compilation of poetry can play a small part in edging the world away from the apparent hatred and bloodshed that continues to grow as the decades of population growth continue to move along. I know that love is all we have – even in death. So, without love, there would never be delight.And there is, I believe, one commandment above all others - “Love thy neighbor as thy self” – everything else follows naturally.Enjoy the read.Andipien
It's everything the title says. Realised I wanted to do this when I wrote a piece in my last story.
Neboilt. Richie knew it fucked with his head. The day he had lost Eds. His Eds. Would it be different if the losers hadn't dragged him away that day. If he had simply just lay there. Him and Eddie. Forever. He'll have to find out the hard way. His wish will have to be granted. But ripped from him again. And again. Unless.
It's what the title says :DI'm welling to take requests for different stories, I don't typically write ships but I can do that too! It might take a bit to get them out since I'm starting school on the 4th of September:/
Oliver Chapell was a regular kid until he inherited one million dollars from a distant relative. In just a day he became one of the most popular kids in school. Oliver was having a great time with all his new friends. Unfortunately, his fun didn't last for long. Now he had a target on his back. One so big, even a large bribe couldn't erase it.