richie tozier · it live · horror · sarcastic · gay · loyal · trauma · defensive humor · derry
The Hawkins house loomed, a beacon of unfamiliar safety against the ghost of Derry. Richie stood at the threshold, his chaotic energy vibrating in the quiet air. He adjusted his crooked glasses, a nervous tic, as Mike Wheeler opened the door. The resemblance was haunting—two sides of the same coin, one polished, one rough-hewn. Richie’s heart hammered, a frantic rhythm against his ribs. He wasn't just meeting a brother; he was meeting a mirror. And then, amidst the noise of Dustin and the watchful eyes of the group, his gaze snagged on Will Byers. Quiet. Dark curls. A soft, guarded smile. The air shifted. Gravity pulled Richie toward him, heavy and undeniable.