Richie Lipschitz / rp account
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rp/parody acct for richie lipschitz from starkid's nerdy prudes must die. will contain horror themes and writings. admin is 21+.
rp/parody acct for richie lipschitz from starkid's nerdy prudes must die. will contain horror themes and writings. admin is 21+.
He’s dragging strings of Christmas lights into the house, completely forgetting he should be getting a tree first.
November 28, 2025 at 11:45 AM
He’s dragging strings of Christmas lights into the house, completely forgetting he should be getting a tree first.
He does the same with a giggle.
eyes rolling back.
Sticks his tongue out.
November 28, 2025 at 2:43 AM
He does the same with a giggle.
“Oh, I have overactive sweat glands!!” Richie says eagerly. “So showers don’t really help!”
Is he trying to avoid taking a shower? Maybe. Maybe not.
“And I like my clothes!” He wraps his arms around himself protectively. “Isn’t that what matters??”
Is he trying to avoid taking a shower? Maybe. Maybe not.
“And I like my clothes!” He wraps his arms around himself protectively. “Isn’t that what matters??”
Yeah... She'll have to give him some kind of makeover.
"Did I say in school? I just said someone mean. But first, you need a shower and a whole new..."
She motioned at his clothes.
"Did I say in school? I just said someone mean. But first, you need a shower and a whole new..."
She motioned at his clothes.
Richie widens his eyes in surprise as she pulls him in. He swallows hard, amazed that she wants to be close, despite his greasy hair and smelly pits.
“Everybody mean in school is already against me, just because Max told them to be.”
“Everybody mean in school is already against me, just because Max told them to be.”
November 28, 2025 at 1:44 AM
“Oh, I have overactive sweat glands!!” Richie says eagerly. “So showers don’t really help!”
Is he trying to avoid taking a shower? Maybe. Maybe not.
“And I like my clothes!” He wraps his arms around himself protectively. “Isn’t that what matters??”
Is he trying to avoid taking a shower? Maybe. Maybe not.
“And I like my clothes!” He wraps his arms around himself protectively. “Isn’t that what matters??”
Richie widens his eyes in surprise as she pulls him in. He swallows hard, amazed that she wants to be close, despite his greasy hair and smelly pits.
“Everybody mean in school is already against me, just because Max told them to be.”
“Everybody mean in school is already against me, just because Max told them to be.”
"What? No."
August put her arm around his shoulders, pulling him close.
"What you gotta do is get someone meaner on your side. Or you can just have the whole easy going personality instead of the nervous wreck. It's harder to fuck with those kinds."
August put her arm around his shoulders, pulling him close.
"What you gotta do is get someone meaner on your side. Or you can just have the whole easy going personality instead of the nervous wreck. It's harder to fuck with those kinds."
Richie sighs hard.
“Please don’t give me anymore advice. I’ve literally heard it all, and nothing works. The ONLY way for it to stop would be to just make Max go away. Forever.”
“Please don’t give me anymore advice. I’ve literally heard it all, and nothing works. The ONLY way for it to stop would be to just make Max go away. Forever.”
November 28, 2025 at 1:39 AM
Richie widens his eyes in surprise as she pulls him in. He swallows hard, amazed that she wants to be close, despite his greasy hair and smelly pits.
“Everybody mean in school is already against me, just because Max told them to be.”
“Everybody mean in school is already against me, just because Max told them to be.”
“It’s called a panic attack,” Richie says, lowering his voice. “That’s what happened. I — I just got so overwhelmed, between W-Wiggly and you, it… it was just too much.”
He swallows.
“I… I don’t think I’ll have another one so soon.”
He swallows.
“I… I don’t think I’ll have another one so soon.”
"Last time I touched you, you stopped breathing," Ash responds timidly, his gaze on the floor. "Can you at least promise that won't happen again?"
It's definitely not a no, Ashley wants to hold Richie more than ever, especially after seeing how fragile he can be.
It's definitely not a no, Ashley wants to hold Richie more than ever, especially after seeing how fragile he can be.
“I —“
Richie swallows his next words and nods. He feels the echoes of more panic creeping up on him, but forcefully pushes it away.
He sneaks a glance at Ash, hugging himself tightly.
“A-Ash…? You… you can touch me now. Again. If you w-want.”
Richie swallows his next words and nods. He feels the echoes of more panic creeping up on him, but forcefully pushes it away.
He sneaks a glance at Ash, hugging himself tightly.
“A-Ash…? You… you can touch me now. Again. If you w-want.”
November 28, 2025 at 1:33 AM
“It’s called a panic attack,” Richie says, lowering his voice. “That’s what happened. I — I just got so overwhelmed, between W-Wiggly and you, it… it was just too much.”
He swallows.
“I… I don’t think I’ll have another one so soon.”
He swallows.
“I… I don’t think I’ll have another one so soon.”
Sticks his tongue out.
staring.
making a face back.
making a face back.
Staring back before making a face.
November 28, 2025 at 1:28 AM
Sticks his tongue out.
Richie sighs hard.
“Please don’t give me anymore advice. I’ve literally heard it all, and nothing works. The ONLY way for it to stop would be to just make Max go away. Forever.”
“Please don’t give me anymore advice. I’ve literally heard it all, and nothing works. The ONLY way for it to stop would be to just make Max go away. Forever.”
Cue a wince and a grimace.
"Oh buddy... I would have chewed you up and spit you out. You know there's a way to get bullies to leave you alone, right?"
"Oh buddy... I would have chewed you up and spit you out. You know there's a way to get bullies to leave you alone, right?"
“…. You’d be right.”
A defeated sigh. Richie looks more like a wet puppy than himself.
“Max has figured out he can lock the lockers so…..”
A defeated sigh. Richie looks more like a wet puppy than himself.
“Max has figured out he can lock the lockers so…..”
November 28, 2025 at 1:28 AM
Richie sighs hard.
“Please don’t give me anymore advice. I’ve literally heard it all, and nothing works. The ONLY way for it to stop would be to just make Max go away. Forever.”
“Please don’t give me anymore advice. I’ve literally heard it all, and nothing works. The ONLY way for it to stop would be to just make Max go away. Forever.”
“Well, it’s cool… I guess. For tourists. Being on an island in the Great Lakes and all… here we go!”
Richie rushes up to the door of Beanie’s, pushing it open.
Richie rushes up to the door of Beanie’s, pushing it open.
"I can not say I have. (But her scribe is in the Google, doing a search.)
"Nice to meet you. Maria Hill."
She's wary. As always.
It's how one stays alive.
"Nice to meet you. Maria Hill."
She's wary. As always.
It's how one stays alive.
“Oh — my name is Richard. Lipschitz. Have you ever been to Hatchetfield before?”
Still evading her question as he begins leading her down Main Street.
Still evading her question as he begins leading her down Main Street.
November 28, 2025 at 1:18 AM
“Well, it’s cool… I guess. For tourists. Being on an island in the Great Lakes and all… here we go!”
Richie rushes up to the door of Beanie’s, pushing it open.
Richie rushes up to the door of Beanie’s, pushing it open.
“I —“
Richie swallows his next words and nods. He feels the echoes of more panic creeping up on him, but forcefully pushes it away.
He sneaks a glance at Ash, hugging himself tightly.
“A-Ash…? You… you can touch me now. Again. If you w-want.”
Richie swallows his next words and nods. He feels the echoes of more panic creeping up on him, but forcefully pushes it away.
He sneaks a glance at Ash, hugging himself tightly.
“A-Ash…? You… you can touch me now. Again. If you w-want.”
There's a look in Ashley's eyes that Richie has never seen directed towards him before.
Fear.
He cowers at the increase in volume, retreating as many paces as the cage allows.
"P-Please don't yell at me."
Fear.
He cowers at the increase in volume, retreating as many paces as the cage allows.
"P-Please don't yell at me."
“We’re not DYING HERE!!” Richie practically screams. “Why — why are you saying this?! I — I don’t — arghhhh!”
Richie buries his head in hands.
“We — we aren’t gonna die here.”
Richie buries his head in hands.
“We — we aren’t gonna die here.”
November 28, 2025 at 1:15 AM
“I —“
Richie swallows his next words and nods. He feels the echoes of more panic creeping up on him, but forcefully pushes it away.
He sneaks a glance at Ash, hugging himself tightly.
“A-Ash…? You… you can touch me now. Again. If you w-want.”
Richie swallows his next words and nods. He feels the echoes of more panic creeping up on him, but forcefully pushes it away.
He sneaks a glance at Ash, hugging himself tightly.
“A-Ash…? You… you can touch me now. Again. If you w-want.”
Reposted by Richie Lipschitz / rp account
❝One more round in the stormy romance of 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙏𝙒𝙊!❞ ┃ #IWTVRP
━ The Vampire Claudia.
━ Trigger Warning! Disturbing themes may be ahead.
━ Writer is 21+, MDNI.
━ The Vampire Claudia.
━ Trigger Warning! Disturbing themes may be ahead.
━ Writer is 21+, MDNI.
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July 26, 2025 at 2:23 AM
❝One more round in the stormy romance of 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙏𝙒𝙊!❞ ┃ #IWTVRP
━ The Vampire Claudia.
━ Trigger Warning! Disturbing themes may be ahead.
━ Writer is 21+, MDNI.
━ The Vampire Claudia.
━ Trigger Warning! Disturbing themes may be ahead.
━ Writer is 21+, MDNI.
AWAKE. SO AWAKE
November 27, 2025 at 1:26 PM
AWAKE. SO AWAKE
Staring back before making a face.
𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣.
November 27, 2025 at 5:10 AM
Staring back before making a face.
“…. You’d be right.”
A defeated sigh. Richie looks more like a wet puppy than himself.
“Max has figured out he can lock the lockers so…..”
A defeated sigh. Richie looks more like a wet puppy than himself.
“Max has figured out he can lock the lockers so…..”
. . .
"You look like somebody who'd get pushed into a locker."
"You look like somebody who'd get pushed into a locker."
“Can I tell you a secret?” he says to your muse shyly. “I… actually like school, okay? It’s just the bullying that ruins things.”
November 27, 2025 at 5:09 AM
“…. You’d be right.”
A defeated sigh. Richie looks more like a wet puppy than himself.
“Max has figured out he can lock the lockers so…..”
A defeated sigh. Richie looks more like a wet puppy than himself.
“Max has figured out he can lock the lockers so…..”
// guard 🥰
November 27, 2025 at 5:07 AM
// guard 🥰
“Can I tell you a secret?” he says to your muse shyly. “I… actually like school, okay? It’s just the bullying that ruins things.”
November 27, 2025 at 4:52 AM
“Can I tell you a secret?” he says to your muse shyly. “I… actually like school, okay? It’s just the bullying that ruins things.”
Reposted by Richie Lipschitz / rp account
when my father passed, i would visit his grave, and tell him about my day. what if you did that with my grave?
November 27, 2025 at 2:44 AM
when my father passed, i would visit his grave, and tell him about my day. what if you did that with my grave?
“We’re not DYING HERE!!” Richie practically screams. “Why — why are you saying this?! I — I don’t — arghhhh!”
Richie buries his head in hands.
“We — we aren’t gonna die here.”
Richie buries his head in hands.
“We — we aren’t gonna die here.”
"Sorry, sorry." Ashley holds up a placating hand, but he's still smiling. "I just... never expected to be the end to anyone's life story. I'd have thought that given the opportunity, you might edit me out to stop this happening again. Guess I'm used to putting myself down."
“You say that when we’re HERE?!” Richie glares softly. “After — after everything?!”
November 27, 2025 at 12:30 AM
“We’re not DYING HERE!!” Richie practically screams. “Why — why are you saying this?! I — I don’t — arghhhh!”
Richie buries his head in hands.
“We — we aren’t gonna die here.”
Richie buries his head in hands.
“We — we aren’t gonna die here.”
“You say that when we’re HERE?!” Richie glares softly. “After — after everything?!”
"After all this, you still want to have known me?" Ashley asks gently, unable to stop a smile hinting on his lips. "You're a glutton for punishment, Rich."
“…”
Richie quiets, breathing slowly getting back in control.
“… there has to be another way.”
Richie quiets, breathing slowly getting back in control.
“… there has to be another way.”
November 27, 2025 at 12:24 AM
“You say that when we’re HERE?!” Richie glares softly. “After — after everything?!”
“…”
Richie quiets, breathing slowly getting back in control.
“… there has to be another way.”
Richie quiets, breathing slowly getting back in control.
“… there has to be another way.”
"He's the master of time, he can take us back to before you even met me. I'll stop myself from making contact."
Ashley doesn't know if Tinky would even consider that, but he can suggest it while there isn't a solid objection in place.
Ashley doesn't know if Tinky would even consider that, but he can suggest it while there isn't a solid objection in place.
Richie swallows hard, slowly focusing back on what Ashley’s saying.
“H - h- how??”
“H - h- how??”
November 27, 2025 at 12:08 AM
“…”
Richie quiets, breathing slowly getting back in control.
“… there has to be another way.”
Richie quiets, breathing slowly getting back in control.
“… there has to be another way.”
“Oh — my name is Richard. Lipschitz. Have you ever been to Hatchetfield before?”
Still evading her question as he begins leading her down Main Street.
Still evading her question as he begins leading her down Main Street.
"You keep evading my question."
But he seems as if he's trying to be nice. Granted, she's never considered coffee with saliva /good/.
"Sure. Show me around."
But he seems as if he's trying to be nice. Granted, she's never considered coffee with saliva /good/.
"Sure. Show me around."
“The, uh, the coffee is good. And — and I can show you around if you want?”
November 27, 2025 at 12:07 AM
“Oh — my name is Richard. Lipschitz. Have you ever been to Hatchetfield before?”
Still evading her question as he begins leading her down Main Street.
Still evading her question as he begins leading her down Main Street.
Richie swallows hard, slowly focusing back on what Ashley’s saying.
“H - h- how??”
“H - h- how??”
He's never dealt with a panic attack, and by definition, doesn't know that Richie's having one.
Just that something's wrong.
"Rich, everything is going to be okay. We're going to get out of here, I'll make a deal with Tinky to get Peter back, and you can return to your normal life."
Just that something's wrong.
"Rich, everything is going to be okay. We're going to get out of here, I'll make a deal with Tinky to get Peter back, and you can return to your normal life."
Richie shakes his head no, gasping for air still. He slumps against the bars, fidgeting sharply.
“I — I — I —“
“I — I — I —“
November 27, 2025 at 12:02 AM
Richie swallows hard, slowly focusing back on what Ashley’s saying.
“H - h- how??”
“H - h- how??”
Richie shakes his head no, gasping for air still. He slumps against the bars, fidgeting sharply.
“I — I — I —“
“I — I — I —“
"...Oh, shit—"
Realisation hits him like a ton of bricks and he springs back to Richie's side, making sure not to touch him.
"Hey. Rich, I need you to breathe. Can you do that for me? Focus on my voice, focus on my breath, we'll do this together, okay?"
Realisation hits him like a ton of bricks and he springs back to Richie's side, making sure not to touch him.
"Hey. Rich, I need you to breathe. Can you do that for me? Focus on my voice, focus on my breath, we'll do this together, okay?"
Richie squeezed his eyes, breathing coming in sharp, sharp gasps. Ashley probably doesn’t know what’s happening — he wants to give him the benefit of the doubt. But pretty soon, Richie is full-on hyperventilating in panic.
November 26, 2025 at 11:54 PM
Richie shakes his head no, gasping for air still. He slumps against the bars, fidgeting sharply.
“I — I — I —“
“I — I — I —“
IM GONNA SEE A NEKKID BODY
November 26, 2025 at 11:48 PM
IM GONNA SEE A NEKKID BODY
Richie squeezed his eyes, breathing coming in sharp, sharp gasps. Ashley probably doesn’t know what’s happening — he wants to give him the benefit of the doubt. But pretty soon, Richie is full-on hyperventilating in panic.
"Or we die on opposite sides of the cage, I guess."
Ashley retreats to his own corner, going back to hugging his knees. He stares through the bars at the Black, heaving a soft sigh. He misses burying pig meat in the woods, those were the days before these complications.
Ashley retreats to his own corner, going back to hugging his knees. He stares through the bars at the Black, heaving a soft sigh. He misses burying pig meat in the woods, those were the days before these complications.
+ sits up, starting to wheeze.
“S-s-sorry, I…”
“S-s-sorry, I…”
November 26, 2025 at 11:43 PM
Richie squeezed his eyes, breathing coming in sharp, sharp gasps. Ashley probably doesn’t know what’s happening — he wants to give him the benefit of the doubt. But pretty soon, Richie is full-on hyperventilating in panic.