Richie X Eddie Novels & Stories

The fascination with Richie and Eddie fanfiction, for me, almost entirely hinges on the unresolved potential between them. 'It' has this incredible, intense bond that the book touches on but the adaptations never fully commit to. So a lot of the most popular fics explore the 'what if' after they all leave Derry. You get these beautifully melancholic stories where they reconnect as adults, haunted but finally able to be honest. The 'post-canon fix-it' is massive because, well, canon is brutal. Writers give them the soft ending they deserved.

Then there's the high school era fics, which are a different flavor of pain. The sneaking around, the internalized homophobia, the fear of Bowers—it's all very potent for angst and secret pining. I've noticed a trend lately towards more mundane, slice-of-life AUs, though. Coffee shop settings, university roommates, that sort of thing. It's like after all the trauma, the fandom just wants to see them happy and bickering over domestic things. The appeal is watching their iconic dynamic play out in a world without a clown.

Just noticed a huge cluster of Richie/Eddie stuff on Dreamwidth communities that doesn't get talked about as much. AO3's obviously the main hub, but I swear there's this whole other layer of writers who've been in the 'IT' fandom for ages and they post these intricate, novel-length AUs on their personal Dreamwidth journals. The tagging system is more chaotic over there, which makes finding the good stuff a real treasure hunt, but the quality can be insane. Sometimes it feels more curated, like walking into someone's private library.

Don't sleep on Tumblr either, even if it's a mess. The best ficlets and headcanons often start there as text posts, and then someone links to the full fic on AO3. But honestly, the platform with the most popular ones? Still AO3, no contest. The kudos system and collections like 'Richie Tozier's Greatest Hits' make the top-tier fics impossible to miss.

One approach I've seen work really well is leaning into the sheer amount of time they've known each other. They've witnessed every awkward phase and every minor victory. A writer can tap into that by exploring the unspoken language between them—the shared glances that say more than a conversation, the instinctive way Richie knows Eddie is about to have an anxiety spiral just by the way he sets his jaw. It's less about grand declarations and more about building a foundation of tiny, intimate truths.

I read a story once that had a scene where Richie, without looking up from a menu, automatically flagged the waiter to ask for no cilantro on Eddie's dish because he remembered a throwaway comment from years ago about it tasting like soap. That kind of embedded knowledge is powerful. The emotional bond grows from proving, over and over, that they are each other's default setting for safety and understanding, even when they're teasing or fighting. The history isn't just backstory; it's the soil everything else grows from.