no one lives there anymore

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An idea I had while eating ramen at 4am.. o 3o ialsoreallywantedtodrawbakugou

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“Fuck off! We’re extremely proud of our achievements. We’re very hardworking business-people. We do deals, and these are the deals we do. This is the tenderloin for the sophisticated restaurants. The Mexicans love the feet. I know. Go figure! We all love the face and the anus, as American as apple pie! Hot dogs. It’s all edible. All edible, except the squeal.” - Okja (2017)

  • Isaac: What the hell is that?!
  • Derek confused, looking down at his bags: I went to the farmer’s market....
  • Erica, smirking: I don’t think we can all eat that.
  • Derek: ...
  • Boyd: You weren’t supposed to bring back the farmer.
  • Stiles, looking at his plaid shirt, pointing at the pack while walking away: I’m putting you all up for adoption!

the thing that impresses me most about the mental health storytelling on One Day at a Time isn’t just that it exists, it’s that so much of it is dependent on Penelope’s own agency. I can’t think of many (any???) other shows where someone goes to therapy because they WANT to, because they personally make that decision based on available information and curiosity and not in some kind of state of crisis or needing an intervention from a healthy character. She does it, she likes it, she continues to go because she’s getting something personally out of it, which in itself is remarkable because of the narrative of mental health treatment being a tournament of suffering before you’re allowed any kind of relief. She even finds community and connection with the women in her group!!!! 

It is just beyond refreshing to see a character who takes medication (again, because she’s like, maybe I want to do this, and decides to), whose mental health struggles are explicitly a part of her life, but who is also a stubborn goofy beautiful brave weirdo who enjoys her life and has so much else going on in it

that’s not even getting into the fact that this character is a woman of color, a woman with chronic pain, a woman who is consistently portrayed as a extremely competent at her job and a great mom and a great daughter and friend and person

When we first met, you and I, you asked me a question,” he said.
“Yes, I did,” she replied with a slight smirk appearing on her face.
“We were at a party. I was throwing up in the bathroom and you stumbled in, drunk and quite crazy looking. You asked me what the point of it all was. You said everything hurt. That everything always got messed up, and it was usually your fault. You were crying, hard, and you looked at me and asked me what the point was. And I didn’t know what to say, because I didn’t know. I still don’t know.”
She let out a small laugh and bumped his leg with her knee. She took a deep breath and spoke.
“You see, when we first met, I was heartbroken. I just got dumped, my mom hated me, I thought I had no one. I didn’t see the point of living, of doing anything anymore,” she told him quietly.
“Well what about now?” he questioned.
“Well now,” she spoke again, louder this time, “now I’m happy. I have you, my best friend. My mom doesn’t hate me. I haven’t fucked anything up in a while. But it won’t stay like this forever. Because I’m going to mess up again and you’ll hate me and I’ll hate you and then we’ll love each other. Maybe we’ll end up together in the long run or maybe I’ll end up wishing you would drop off of the planet. What I’m trying to say is, nothing is permanent. You won’t be happy forever but you also won’t be sad forever. Things are always changing, and you can’t stop them from doing so. The point is, that there is no point. So live however the hell you want to. We’re all destined to the same inevitable ending.
—  An excerpt from a book I’ll never write #8
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170320 x daily dose of day6 

Stormy Nights (Richie/Eddie)

Summary: Richie and Eddie are both teenagers (roughly 16) and both of their family lives are getting worse, particularly Richie’s. One night Richie cant take it anymore and sneaks through Eddie’s window to stay the night.

Warning(s): Mentions of emotional and mental abuse, cussing, FLUFF/ANGST??? fuck i love reddie

A/N: Hello all! My main account is @edsrich and I wont be posting my imagines for IT here anymore is based around marvel-  but I created this one here! And I livE AND BREATHE for Reddie.  Yes, this takes place whilst the Losers Club are all in their teen years, frankly because I find it easier to write certain things that aren’t as cute and innocent (despite Richie & the other boys being fAR from iNNocent). I hope you enjoy! Feedback, positive and negative is appreciated!

Eddie laid in bed watching ‘Little Shop of Horrors’, whilst wearing a navy shirt and oversized sweats to keep him comfy. It was currently 9PM on a random Wednesday in the middle of Summer, today was a basic day; it involved hanging out with Bill and Richie for the day as Stan, Ben and Mike were busy. 

Ever since the incident that happened back in 1989, some had became distant from the group more than others. Beverly moved away the day after the losers defeated Pennywise itself, whilst Stan slowly distanced himself and Mike seemed to be working a lot. Ben was just busy on this random day and couldn’t hang out with the other boys.

Eddie rumbles a grunt in the back of his throat, sitting up and adjusting his white pillowcases in a more comfortable position and he places his smaller frame back down onto his mattress and continues to watch ‘Little Shop of Horrors’. 

Ripples of lightning sliced through the cloud smothered sky, alongside with the summer showers that poured down upon the town of Derry, which alone created a moody atmosphere for Eddie. Eddie flinched as the crackles from the rumbling thunder shocked him every now and then. Branches tapped against his window as the wind swirled them against the glass repeatedly, too startling the teen.

Suddenly, a large bang- much larger than the small twigs- impacted the glass of the window, causing Eddie to squeak.

The startled boy frantically looked to where the noise was, only to see large bulky glasses and brown curly hair. Richie.

Eddie, at first, thought he was seeing things-  which caused him to raise his hands and wipe his eyes from the sleep that stuck in his inner corners, but to no avail- it was Richie, soaked for that matter.

Eddie stood up, walking over to his window and slowly and silently opened the window- careful not to wake his over protective mother, he quickly helped his best friend into his room with a soft grunt and no noise from Richie.

“Dude, what the fuck are you doing here?” Eddie whispered a bit, rain splatting his pale cheeks before quickly shutting the window before any more rain flew inside.

“It’s nice to see you too, Eds.” Richie mumbled, for once not making a snarky remark.

Eddie went over to his door, shutting it before looking over his shoulder. “Don’t call me Eds.”

The corner of Richie’s lips tugged up into his signature smirk at Eddie’s signature remark to his own, as he removed his thick rimmed glasses, attempting to wipe away the droplets that stuck to his lenses. He pushed his fingers inside of his wet shirt and rubbed the material against the glass, his attempts failing.

“Here, hold on.” Eddie sighed, walking up to the taller boy and taking the glasses away and using his own shirt to smear away the droplets, this time much more successfully.

Richie watched, his tongue poking his cheek with his thoughts all over the place- but continued to keep remotely silent unless he was spoken too.

Eddie finished cleaning his friends glasses, before holding them up and putting them on Richie’s face for him, a confused look remaining on his face as he watches Richie’s eyes grow larger due to the lenses that were suited for his eye sight.

“What happened, Richie? Why are you here- I-I mean, I’m not complaining but this is just fucking unusual.” Eddie rambled a bit, a voice crack slipping into his sentance 

This caused Richie to smirk despite the emotions he currently was feeling, Eddie knew his background and what his family was like. He knew his Mother was an alcoholic and that his Father was just plain cruel to him for no apparent reason. Both parents had in fact told him this very night that they would’ve rather had a daughter than for him to even exist. Sure, his Mother was drunk; his Father was beyond stressed, but he was sober and agreed with every word that his Mother slurred.

Not to mention, ‘a drunken mans words is a sober mans thoughts’, even if his Mother wasn’t a man.

“It was them again, Eds.”

Eddie chose to ignore the nickname that he had a love-hate feeling for, instead becoming concerned, “Who?” 

Richie sighed, “Mom and Dad, as fucking usual. I fucking hate them.” His cusses had a bite to them, the brown hairs of his eyebrows furrowing more and more.

Eddie quickly realised the situation, “Oh shit, alright- fuck, um, do you want some of my clothes to sleep in?”

Richie smiled genuinely, glad he had Eddie as his friend. “Yeah.”

Eddie nodded, turning and kneeling as he dug through his pyjama’s drawer, nervously shoving away the porno magazines that were messily tossed at the top of the pile. He as a teenage boy had his needs, but that wasn’t what he was embarrassed about showing or even Richie seeing- he was embarrassed incase Richie saw that his porn stash wasn’t full of lewd pictures of women, but of the opposite gender.

Richie looked around the familiar bedroom, seeing posters of movies that Eddie was fond of and even photographs of him in his childhood and with his friends, being Bill, Stan and himself with Eddie dangling on the end next to Richie.

Richie’s eyes then snapped to the cheap TV, smirking to himself. “Little Shop of Horrors? Really? This is what you come home to and watch for fun?”

Eddie frowned, without looking at Richie. “Little Shop of Horrors is in fact, one of the best movies of all time.” 

“No, Eds, it’s one of your best movies that you like. Hell, it’s a damn musical.” Richie snickered.

“Actually, Richie, it’s labelled as a Science Fiction and Romance movie, which to me is quite entertaining.”

“But it’s funny because you’re watching a movie with ‘Horror’ in the title.”

“Now why is that funny?” Eddie spoke stubbornly, standing up and turning to look at his friend with a shirt and sweatpants in his arms.

“Because you cried in fear watching Jaws, Eds.” 

Heat rose to Eddie’s cheeks, scoffing as he didn’t push the subject any more and dropped the clothes onto his bed.

“I’ll just turn around whilst you change, you can’t leave this room just incase my Mom comes in and see’s you.”

“Your Mom has already seen all of me, Eds.”

“That’s so not funny.” Eddie grumbled angrily, his nose lightly scrunching up at Richie’s words.

Richie rolled his eyes smugly, smirking towards his friend. “Whatever Eds, I’m sure you’ll be tempted to turn around.”

The heat flared even more on Eddie’s cheeks, his eyebrows furrowing and turning around. “Whatever, shut up and change.”

Richie stared at the small boys frame, his eyes wandering for a second as he began to strip and too turning away to look out the window. Awkward silence filled the air, the two boys hearts pounding profusely for each other, without the other knowing it yet.

Richie holds up the shirt once the sweat pants are slid on in front of his bare chest, tilting his head. 

“Now, what the fuck am I supposed to do with this?”

Eddie turns around, again- his heart pounding in his throat and his blush spreading to his chest. “Put it on, asshole!”

“I don’t like sleeping in shirts dude, you know this.” Richie partly whined this comment, stomping his bare foot lightly against the creaking wood beneath him.

Eddie hesitated his words, “Fine, but don’t be fucking creepy about it.”

Richie hummed in satisfaction, plotting his rear on the bed that belonged to his best friend, bouncing on it for a second. “Your bed is comfy.”

“Oh, thanks?” Eddie tilted his head in confusion before sighing and going to his VHS system, “Since you’re a huge hater on Little Shop of Horror’s, what do you want to watch?”

Richie stood up, walking behind the smaller boy with one hand on the upper side of his body and looking over his shoulder at the selection of VHS tapes to choose from, causing Eddie to stiffen up at first, only centre-meters were between Richie’s bare chest and Eddie’s back. “What do you have for me to choose from?”

“U-Uh, I got Star Wars, Dirty Dancing- um, Back to the Future, Batman-”

“Hold up, did you say Dirty Dancing?”

“Yes, I did. It is a beautiful romance musical about dirty dancing, what more could you want?” Eddie spoke with annoyed sarcasm, frowning, “Just because it’s in my collection, doesn’t mean I watch it dumbass.”

Richie grinned at Eddie’s temper flaring slightly, “Calm down, Eds. Its fine if you want to watch dirty dancing at 1AM, we all understand.” Richie teased, “How about we watch Batman?”

Eddie ignored Richie’s teases once again, before nodding and grapping the VHS tape that was labelled ‘Batman’, taking out Little Shop of Horrors and sliding in the new tape.

The rain poured down heavier and violently pitter pattered against the window, the cold air chilling the two boys equally.

“Nice weather we’re having, don’t you agree?”

“Fucking lovely.” Eddie retorted, chuckling a bit and responding with equal sarcasm.

The two eventually laid down side by side on the bed side by side with the lights off and Batman playing in front of them in low quality. Their arms grazed each other every now and then, as well as their legs too.

“I’m sorry about what happened with your parents.” Eddie whispered over the film’s sound.

Richie took his eyes away from the screen, looking down at his friend. “Don’t be, they’re assholes.”

“They are, but you don’t deserve that shit.”

“Yeah, neither do you though. Your Mom’s a bitch too.” Richie sighed this out, inching closer to Eddie.

“I know but, both of your parents… you know-”

“Hate me, yeah I get it.” Richie mumbled, “I’m not surprised, I’m a shit son. I’d hate me too.”

Eddie sits up lightly, frowning at Richie’s harsh words that were stabs at himself. “Not everyone hates you Richie.”

“I’m annoying, I put up this stupid act and I make unnecessary dick jokes all the time.”

“I don’t hate you…” Eddie trailed off, blushing a bit but hoping it was hidden by the dark room. 

“It’s actually weird to hear someone say that to me, considering I get it all the time.” Richie chuckled dryly, sighing and tilting his head back. “Thankyou, Eds.”

Eddie didn’t even care in this moment that he was called ‘Eds’, but instead rested his head against Richie’s bare chest. Richie was at first startled with wide eyes, his cheeks becoming red instantly. But soon settled, his heart beating heavily and resting one arm around Eddie. His only hope was that Eddie couldn’t hear his heart.

Batman continued to play lowly in the background, but the boys only solely focused on each other and nothing else. Both becoming sleepy as the night carried on and it became later and later, both laying with each other like never before.

Eventually, Richie used his free arm to take his glasses away from his eyes and places them on the side table of Eddie’s bed quietly, yawning whilst Eddie snuggled a little closer sleepily, with lidded eyes.

“You know, Eds? I’m really fucking glad I have you in my life.” Richie whispers to a half asleep Eddie.

Eddie just about lets out a dazed smile with closed eyes, “I love you too, Richie.”

Richie’s cheeks steam up, his eyes widening a bit and he slowly shifts his eyes to the boys well kept head of hair, rubbing his fingers into his shoulder and pulling him closer as Eddie, unknown of confessing his feelings, drifts into a sleep.

Richie then, noticing that his best friend has fallen asleep- leans down carefully, without wakening him, and then presses his chapped lips that had a small taste of cigarettes and candyfloss against Eddie’s temple.

“I love you more, Eds.”

Some people know about this, but I have been living in some horrible conditions. It’s been getting worse for me and I’ve had enough. I’ve been super stressed about it all, and have fallen deep into depression because of it and how I’m treated. I’m not going into detail of some for it’s a bit disgusting, but I have been feeling ill alot due to unsanitary things here, and going showerless due to draining problems. I have a friend who has opened his doors for me to stay with him for a few months to get a job and save money for my own place, but its in another state so I need to fly out there. I need a few more commissions to afford a plane ticket (and for the bags I will be taking with me), so if people can help me out by either commissioning me or passing my commission post around, that would be great. I plan to leave in a few weeks, but I might need more time for this. But I need to get the ticket as soon as possible while they are cheap. Thanks guys!!

the more i think about the bs finale the more i realize the tragedies underlying the happy endings, so as of today i’ve decided to be dumb and blind. im taking the easy way out lads. subtext does not exist. all is well (ノ◕‿◕)ノ*:・゚✧

Not In Love
Cystal Castles (Ft. Robert Smith)
Not In Love

Crystal Castles (Ft. Robert Smith) - Not In Love

“I saw your picture hangin’ on the back of my door
Won’t give you my heart
No one lives there anymore
And we were lovers
Now we can’t be friends
Fascination ends
Here we go again
Cause it’s cold outside, when you coming home
Cause it’s hot inside, isn’t that enough

I’m not in love”

MASTERLIST

❤️ = my favourites

bold = au universe

⭐️ = posted within the last month


ORIGINALS

A Blushing Graduate (Baekhyun)

Baby Girl (Chanyeol)

Birthday Breakfast (Suho)

Bloody Teasers (Kai)

Coming Home (Sehun) ❤️

Cuddles With A Panda (Tao)

Drunk Kisses (D.O)

Fireworks (Baekhyun)

His Distraction (Sehun)

His Muse (Chanyeol)

His Shield (D.O)

Hunted (Sehun) ❤️

Inky Words (Kai)

In The Airport (Kai)

Kicking & Screaming (Sehun)

Lost Pup! (Chanyeol)

Lovehearts (Chen) ❤️

Mornings In Paradise (Lay) ❤️

Morning Kisses (Baekhyun)

Mr Taxi (Lay)

Painted In Exhaustion (Kai)

Passing Planes (Chanyeol)

Picnic Promises (Baekhyun)

Room Service (Chen)

Searching For The Golden Egg (Chen) ❤️

Splash (Sehun)

The Perfect Coffee (Xiumin)

The Rebound (Lay)

The Test (Chen)

Trailer Surprises (D.O)

Under The Bridge (Sehun)


REQUESTS

A Family Of Bears (Chanyeol)

A Kiss Says It All (Luhan)

An EXO Girl (Chanyeol) ❤️

Bad Habit (Kai) 

Before And After (Chanyeol)

Between The Flowers + Above The Flowers + The Fairest Flower (D.O) ❤️

Chocolate Fondue (Baekyeol)

Chubby Secrets (Xiumin)

Comfort (Baekhyun)

Damn Tequila + If You Can’t Beat Them, Join Them (Baekhyun)

Date Night (Sehun) ❤️

Dates At The Agency (Chanyeol)

Deep Water (Baekhyun)

Empty Heart (Sehun) ❤️

Favourites (Tao)

First Question + Only Question (Kai)

First Snow Day (Chanyeol)

Fly With Me (Suho)

Full Of Doubt (Luhan)

Home Run (Baekhyun)

Icy Tumbles (Chanyeol)

Just Go + Don’t Go (Kai)

Late (Chanyeol)

Lonely Island (Chanyeol) ❤️

Lost In Translation + The Korean Charm (Chen)

Making Time (Kai) ❤️ 

Message In A Bottle (Sehun)

Milkshake (Chanyeol)

Misunderstood Encounters (Xiumin)

Nervous In Heels (Chen)

Normal Life? (Chen)

One And Only (Sehun)

Only A Nightmare (Baekhyun)

Perfect Fit (Suho)

Seoul In A Day + Husband And Wife (Chen)

Six Numbers (Baekhyun) ❤️ 

Snow Falls (Chanyeol) 

The Bump (Chanyeol)

The Meaning Of Rest (Lay)

Two For One (Chanyeol)

Unforgettable Birthday (Baekhyun)

Warm Milk & Cookies (Suho) ❤️

Where You Belong (Chanyeol) 


DRABBLES

Autumn (Xiumin)

Cuddles (Baekhyun)

First Class (Baekhyun)

Gone (Kai)

Graduation Tears (Chanyeol)

Lollipop Trouble (Chen) ❤️

Lovesick (Sehun) ❤️

Outside The Club (Suho)

Shots! (Chanyeol)

Stargazing (Chanyeol) ❤️

Weddings (D.O)

[DRABBLE TAG]


GOOD ENOUGH (Sehun AU) ❤️

“A night in an attic with a prince thrusts you into the unknown world of royalty. Suddenly you’re married, a princess, and you’re pregnant. The only problem is your husband hates you and you hate him too … at least you think you do.”

prologue; part one; part two; part three; part four; part five; part six; part seven; part eight;part nine; part ten; part eleven; part twelve; part thirteen; part fourteen; part fifteen; part sixteen; part seventeen; part eighteen; part nineteen; part twenty; part twenty one; part twenty two; part twenty three; part twenty four; epilogue.

bonus scenes: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

ALONE (Chanyeol AU) ❤️

“You’ve spent your entire life believing that the only person you can put your trust into is yourself, and then a drunk but handsome man falls into your life and his touch changes everything. He says he’s your soulmate and the pair of you are destined to be together but can you really learn to trust someone you only just met?”

prologue; part one; part two; part three; part four; part five; part six; part seven; part eight; part nine; part ten; part eleven; part twelve; part thirteen; part fourteen; part fifteen; part sixteen; part seventeen; part eighteen; epilogue.

bonus scenes: one

THE SECRET (Baekhyun CANON) ❤️

“Your daughter Zoe is your greatest achievement and everything you do in life is for her wellbeing and her happiness. So when a new job has you moving to the big city of Seoul, you take the opportunity to make a fresh start. However, when an old flame walks back into your life, you find yourself struggling to keep your two worlds a secret from each other, utterly petrified that they will collide and crumble at your feet.”

prologue; part one; part two; part three; part four; part five; part six; part seven; part eight; part nine; part ten; part eleven; part twelve; part thirteen; epilogue.

PAINTED HEARTS (Sehun AU) ❤️

“A chance meeting between two lonely hearts sends sparks flying. But can love be enough when greater forces loom over you and threaten the new happiness in your life?”

part one; part two; part three; part four; part five; part six; part seven; part eight; part nine

WINGS (Kai AU) ❤️

“With your brother gone, your life has lost all meaning and doesn’t seem worth living anymore. One jump off your building would end it all but someone pulls you back from the brink. A man … with wings! Your guardian angel.”

prologue; part one; part two


And so this is my life’s work! If you read anything on this list, thank you for taking the time. I write because it makes me happy and I find it very therapeutic so for others to also find enjoyment in my stories is just a bonus. Thank you for all your love. Know that I’m sending more love back to each and every one of you!!

Jade xo

Can we please just stop? Tell me you’ve fallen for someone else. Tell me you don’t want to hear from me. Tell me something that makes me hate you. Because I can’t live like this anymore. I can’t be yours one weekend and then we don’t talk for a week and then we run into eachother and we start talking again and then we stop again. I can’t be in this middle phase with you. I’m either with you or I’m not. Black and white. Gray areas in our relationship tear me apart. And I know that if you wanted to be with me, you’d be with me. Make me hate you so I can end this cycle of disappointment.