
Eddie Kaspbrak
Stephen King's It (1990 Film)
FOUND: No one yet !
SEEKING: Anyone!
Memories
Poly!Losers (again!). I was bisexual, I'm fairly certain we all were.
Stanley did, infact, attempt suicide but it was unsuccessful. Patricia brought him up after sometime, while I was still in the hospital with a missing arm (again). Also Stanley did not look anything like the films adaptation of him as an adult, he was fit, thin, and had no facial hair.
As for other visual differences, I was definitely as short as the child portrayal but looked much different, usually had messy, thick blonde hair my mom made me slick back with wax. I wore circular glasses in high school. As an adult, Bill was a dark blonde with a tinge of gray, he had that ponytail but we quickly coaxed him into letting me cut it off in the library because it was just so awful. Bev's hair was shorter, bob length and she had much more freckles. Richie's hair had more of a red tint to it as an adult.
I only cursed if I was extremely upset. (substitutes like diddle-darn, gosh, golly, and fudge were most common).
Bill would read us his stories at our sleepovers and we would fall asleep most often. At first, he took offense to it.
We made Ben go to anger management after the final fight, and we all started attending therapy (though begrudging on mine, Bill, and Richie's behalf).
We ended up living together on the country-side of some costal state that wasn't Maine. Ben designed the house, Mike managed a lovely garden out front.
Richie and I started dating when we were really young (probably around 12). He had a crush on Stan at the time (we all did), and we got together when I tried to ask him out but he started with "Well I like Stan an awful lot, chum." and I gave a response similar to "Well so do I, but let's take it one at a time."
Relationships
RICHIE: I was head-over heels the moment I met this asshole grade school. He was so sweet and obnoxious all at once. He really wanted to pierce his ears once and trusted me to do it (I was the cleanest I guess.) We had a weird relationship like that, and I was normally all over him. I always acted irritated when he called me non-romantic nicknames (ex. Pally, Chum, Pal, Buddy, Bucko).
BILL: We all loved Bill, but he was distant. Therapy helped when we were adults. Somedays he would just go without talking to us because he'd be so beside himself. His parents never really allowed him to get over his brother. They put him on antidepressants at some point, my mother's courteous recommendation. I tried to cheer him up often, and brought him little gifts like fountain pens and little plush bears.
BEN: Ben was an angry boy, but he was always gentle with me. He was an excellent chef, and taught me how to bake. We spent most of our time alone cooking together as kids. When he came back, he was kinda a jerk, and we had a heartfelt conversation that straightened him out well.
MIKE: Mike was the sweetest, but when we came back he was so incredibly ill. Not only mentally, but his body was worked to the bone. He was never good at self care, so I was constantly pestering him. We made soaps together and then I'd trick him into taking a nice bubble bath so he could call me and tell me if the soap smelled nice. He was like that, selfless enough you had to trick him into helping himself.
BEVERLY: Beverly and I had a really specific relationship. We were both really physically affectionate, similar to how I was with Richie. I held her hand near-constantly and we played with each others hair a lot. She definitely had the love language of affirmation, at least in expression, because she always knew what to say to make me all red and bashful.
STANLEY: Stan was a weird guy, and I adored him for it. His sense of humor was always quirky, and I admired that about him a lot. He was an amazing huger, and as kids sometimes he'd scoop you up after he was done hugging you and kiss your forehead. We went birdwatching some, but I was never too good at being quiet.
SONIA: Sonia was an abhorrent mother. She dragged me about and dressed me like a doll for most of my life. It took getting to see everyone again a second time to even begin considering my worth apart from her.
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