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  1. Public Bookmark 60

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    "You motherfucker," Eddie chastised and he was becoming immensely clearer.

    Richie was frozen in place, trying to think of anything. Any way to fucking get away from the Kaspbrak wrath, and fuck, he didn't even think about the rejection part-

    "Eds?" He questioned, innocently.

    "You can't just tell someone you've been in love with them since you were fucking eight years old, and-" Eddie continued, ranging closer (Richie could see that he was pointing a finger at him), "-and fucking run away."

    "Seven," Richie instinctively corrected, and Eddie stopped on his path, he could see his fuzzy features change (into what? He had no fucking clue), "-we met when I was seven."

    He could see his mouth shift, he couldn't really identify what, before he spoke, "You didn't fucking love me as soon as you met me, jackass-"

    "Ya ever heard of love at first sight, Eds?" Richie cracked back, but it was too genuine to be funny.

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    21 Apr 2026

  2. Rec 78

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    Eddie's dead.

    Richie's eyes eventually closed. Darkness taking over his vision, as he laid his head against the stiff pillow. He knew it'd hurt in the morning, or it should. Richie didn't feel shit anymore. He didn’t think he ever would again.

    Even still, they shut.

    And he dreamt of a turtle, something about him recognized it. Even though he'd never seen it before.

    When he started coming to, his head did really fucking hurt, like a sharp pain. Not the dull ache it should have been. What the fuck was in these pillows?

    "Richie-"

    Richie's eyes snapped open, and he wasn't in the Townhouse anymore, not on the shitty bed, not fucking hungover like he should be. And he... And he-

    "Eddie?"

    Or Richie Tozier gets stuck in a timeloop.

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    21 Apr 2026

  3. Rec 81

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    “Stan?” Eddie asked, and his throat felt scratchy like he hadn't spoken in a long time.

    And he doesn't know how he could tell. But it was. It was Stanley Uris. Tight brown curls, and a soft sweater, and that same pinched frown. It was Stanley.

    Eddie felt fucking elated for a second, smiling, “Stanley? Shit, I’m so-”

    And then, something settled under his skin -heavy like lead.

    “You're…” Eddie breathed out, unable to finish his sentence. Because if he did, it would be real. He would be-

    “Dead,” Stanley finished, “-Eddie, you're… Did it not work? Is It-”

    “No, no, they-” Eddie let out a breath, “-they did it. I know they did. They were doing it when I…”

    Stanley just seemed to relax a second, but then something settled onto him. And something shot through Eddie then. That's Stan… Stan's… I'm-

    “Fuck this,” Eddie growled out, eyes darting along the landscape, “-no, fuck this. I'm not dead. No-”

    “Eddie,” Stanley placed his hands on his shoulders, lips pressed into a heavy frown, “-you're dead.”

    Or Eddie Kaspbrak dies, and decides to fight (the turtle) god about it.

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    18 Apr 2026

  4. Rec *

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    Beverly pulled the conversation that time, “Why don't you ask him out?”

    Mike nodded at her, almost in agreement.

    “Because-” Eddie started flailing his hands around a moment, “-I've had this dream since fucking 6th grade that Richie would ask me out.”

    Beverly stared at him sympathetically then and opened her mouth to say something.

    “You can ask him out first,” Stan interrupted, pointing out, “-and then he can ask you out. Simple.”

    “It's not-”

    “I get it, Eddie,” Mike followed, maybe trying to break up fucking… Stan, “-he's been flirting with you for so long, you just want to see him execute on it.”

    “Yes, yeah,” Eddie sighed, running a hand through his hair, “-it's kinda fucked up if I have to finally do it.”

    “Well,” Bev pursed her lips (cherry red, it was kinda her signature thing) like she was thinking, “-why don't you just kick it up a notch?”

    Or Eddie is stubborn and wants Richie to make the first move (Beverly has a solution).

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    17 Apr 2026

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    “I'm gonna hang up now,” he deadpanned.

    “Fuck you, Stan,” Eddie rolled his eyes -outside on his break at the diner, “-I'm just trying to figure this shit out-”

    “You wanna ‘figure it out’?” Stan repeated, exasperated -in a rush of words, “-It would be so fucking easy to just talk to each other, but, if this is what I have to do to get Richie out of my fucking hair-”

    Eddie could barely follow his words.

    “-Then, fucking fine. What do you wanna know?”

    Eddie blinked, a little taken aback by his tone, “I just… Richie acts differently with me. And I think… I don't fucking know, but I think-”

    “Richie's been in love with you since the 2nd grade,” Stanley interrupted, flatly.

    Eddie's whole body froze.

    “What?!” Eddie screeched, face burning bright pink.

    Stanley continued, unphased, “Does that help?”

    Or Eddie (finally) figures some shit out.

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    16 Apr 2026