He’s out for drinks with friends, the group of them finding a small spot in a crowded bar so they can chat about how their lives are going. It sounds boring, but he could talk about almost anything for hours on end, and that’s just when he’s sober, it’s nothing while he’s drunk or tipsy.
Richie takes a sip of his drink, chuckling as someone finishes a funny story. The night progresses, and eventually Richie finishes his drink and orders another. The mood of the group has slightly changed, as now someone is talking about their ex-wife, sadly explaining the reasons for divorce.
“What ‘bout you, Rich?” Someone asks him, a dopey grin on their face, “you ever been in love?”
Richie chuckles, awkwardly dropping his gaze to his drink. His smile slowly leaves his face as he ponders the question, searching through memories of past relationships and finding no hints of love. He briefly remembers his childhood, a group of kids who were outsiders like he was, and his heart speeds up a little as he remembers a boy.
Richie frowns, digging deeper. A boy- a boy who took pills that he didn’t need, who used an inhaler constantly, who was terrified of germs and disease, who acted as if Richie was the most annoying person in the world but still stuck around him. A boy who had a nickname he hated to be called. A boy who made Richie’s heart leap each time he got too close, or simply walked into his line of sight.
He remembers the way his stomach felt each time they accidentally brushed their fingertips against each other, he can’t remember what the boy looks like, but he somehow knows that he was by far the prettiest boy Richie had ever seen.
Richie remembers the feeling of wanting to kiss him, of having to go to sleep each night with his face and name being the last thing he thought and the first once he woke up. He remembered how his day was instantly brightened as soon as he saw him, or simply heard about him, how everything he said or did could make Richie laugh or smile, how quick they were to jump to each other’s defences if someone said something out of order, even though they frequently did it to each other themselves.
Had he been in love? He isn’t sure now, but at the time it had definitely felt like it.
“Well, Rich?” Someone else presses, “have ya?”
Richie hesitates, but covers it up quickly with a chuckle, shaking his head.
“No.” He lies, although his heart hurts just saying it, “I can’t really say I have.”
my mom brought over a friend and was talking to her about what i do, art and stuff.
i had to explain to her what fanart and youtube was and she didn’t get it.
i tried to tell her that markiplier was a youtuber who plays video games and does acting sometimes and that who i draw art of… she just did not grasp an ounce of what i was saying
she kept listing off comedians saying he impersonated them?? i told her he doesn’t do that but she kept listing off comedians???? saying he did puppeteering and shit??? im crying help
she claimed to have known him, asking if he lived around here in maryland?? i mean ohio is close to here, but i really did not want to explain mark’s life story to her lmao. (which idek if he’s ever been in maryland, or if she had been in ohio when he was there?? im not asking)
hey i just wanted to say i think it's really cool how supportive you are of fanworks and how you genuinely enjoy them i think that's really cool and also great job on the bright sessions seeing that it updated made my day so much better mk that's all thank u *kickflips on out of here*
Are you kidding, it still amazes me that people are making art and things of something I made!?!? It is the coolest and best part of my life to see how the inside of my brain has inspired other people to create. So keep on keeping on and thank you to all of you who share your art with us!!!!
sometimes when i'm having a bad day i legit just scroll through your entire blog
That’s so lovely to hear anon, I’m really glad you can find comfort in my blog here. Gives me something nice to think about too, when I hear stuff like this! Makes me feel like I’ve got a reason to be here, if only for little things like this. Have a lovely day my friend!
The fact that hawk moth knows chloe is not a nice person, who almost always causes negative emotions in others, so he knew someone would be ready to be akumatized that he had a akuma flying around her and waiting for her to be a awfully person to someone is the best thing for him as a villain. Like I would have akuma’s all over people who make others miserable if I was him , the army one could build would be awesome. I want a episode where she realizes this and goes though a whole identity crisis then changes for the better is what I want.