#oopsssssss

{written with no pronouns therefore for any reader | yall are 16 in this}

prompt: you’re Eddie’s best friend. one day he calls you and says he needs to talk. he comes to your house (because you’re parents are never home) and has a mental breakdown. in this he reveals his sexuality to you.

requested: YES!!!! by a wonderful anon

warnings: platonic fluff-ish, hurt and comfort, internalized homophobia, homophobic slurs

ps there’s a little bit of reddie in there. sorry if you don’t ship?

《《lowercase are intentional don’t jump me》》

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“hey Eddie,“ you say slowly, words laced with sleep.

"hi sorry did I wake you up?”

“yeah but it’s okay. what’s up?”

“i… need to talk,” you knew Eddie better than anyone, and you could tell something was very wrong.

“shoot.”

“in person.”

“it’s midnight. your mom would freak,” your voice full of concern.

“i don’t care. i need to talk to you right n-”

“be here in five,” you cut him off and hung up.

••••• •••••

you sat waiting by your window until you saw Eddie approach. you run downstairs and opened the door. the second it was open Eddie threw himself into your arms and started sobbing into your shoulder.

“oh hun! what happened?”

“I CAN’T BRE- BREATHE I DON-DON’T KNOW WHAT TO- WHAT- WHAT TO D-DO,” he yelled through heavy, sharp breaths.

“Eddie babe you need to calm down! you’re having an anxiety attack!”

“MY MOM IS GONNA KILL ME! SHE’S GONNA KICK ME OUT! I’M GONNA HAVE TO LIVE ON THE STREETS!”

“Eddie! what are you freaking out about? i can’t help you if you don’t talk to me!”

“SHE’S GONNA FIND OUT THEN I’LL HAVE TO LIVE WITH ALL THE HOBOS! OH GOD! DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW MANY DISEASES I COULD GET! OH MY GOD!”

“shhhhh. stop yelling everything will be okay. 1) i would never let you live on the streets you could move in with me and 2) i doubt your mom would kick you out for anything. what is she gonna find out?”

“she- she’ll know i-i-i k-kissed him,” his voice broke as he spoke.

“kissed… who?”

“richie,” he whispered with tears slowly falling down his cheeks.

“you… kissed Richie… Richie Toizer?”

“yes.”

“was it a good kiss?”

“w-what? aren’t you disgusted? aren’t you horrified? d-don’t you hate me?”

“no. was the kiss with Richie a good kiss? tell me about it,” you continued on as if he said he tried a new restaurant.

“well i-i mean yeah. it was soft and sweet. and i didn’t screw it up or make it awkward, but don’t you hate me. aren’t you gonna yell and call me a f-fag,” he said the last word so soft if you weren't listening so close you would have missed it.

“nope. who am i to tell you you can’t be with who you love.”

“i don’t love him,” he murmured

“yes you do. i’m your best friend, and i see how you look at him.”

“like i wanna strangle him?”

“no like he hangs the stars and hold up the sky,” you say through a laugh.

“i don’t think i can go home yet.”

“i figured you were spending the night. c'mon I already have you a blanket ready.”

“thanks y/n. i don’t know what I would do without you.”

“oh i know.”

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thank you!

short term: Youth Gone Wild - Skid Row

medium term: Edison’s Medicine - Tesla

Open terminal // @everfought

>>Open INVENTORY?     >Yes.     >No.

>>INVENTORY:     >The List        >UNEQUIP?        >EXAMINE?     >Mask     >Bad News     >Quickness of Action Manual     >Tinker’s Kit     >Rapier

>>Now that you are all ALONE in the darkness of your WORKSHOP you take a moment and examine your weapon. Your first creation. The first that ever mattered. You built it to have one function and one function alone. To kill and destroy for the purposes of your VENGENCE.

>>The metal is COLD and HARSH to the touch.

>>As your finger absentmindedly brushes across one of the engravings on the barrels you picture them perfectly in your mind. And every HORRIBLE and TWISTED thing you could imagine to make them suffer.

>>A cold sensation grips your heart and becomes numb. The instinctive pull back from such thoughts is vanquished by you. These…imaginings are the best comfort you could have while trying to sleep.

>>You are BROKEN.

>>You have the heart of a MURDERER.

>>You don’t care.

>>Slouching in your chair, elbows sink to your knees and the barrels of the gun rests against your forehead as you hold it close to yourself. 

>>Met with indifference from the World and Gods alike you put your faith in this…distorted ideal. A desire to MURDER your way to PEACE.

>>Perhaps in the very far back of your mind you don’t even believe its possible. But you blind yourself to it. It is the only thing you can possibly think to do. The only thing that you could think to possibly give you back what you NEED most. No matter how impossible it may actually be.

>>It’s all you have. This is all you can hang on to.

>>Put away the PEPPERBOX?     >Yes.     >No.

>>You cling to the object, keeping it always in your grasp even as you begin to settle in an attempt to sleep.

>>Your NEUROTIC tendencies are weighing you down heavily tonight.

>>Do you SLEEP?     >Attempt.     >No.

tagged by @chaol-westfall *sends virtual cookies*

rules: answer 11 questions, ask 11, tag 11 people

i tag: @aminyard @brekkerghafa @cabeswatre @danwilds @estenzia @fahey @gwenllian @hotchocolateandgreatbooks @insrgence @jeansmoreau @kaltainrompeir

ps. this is totally optional, do it if you want, don’t do it if you want. it’s up to you.

1. What’s the worst book you’ve ever read? 

hopeless by colleen hoover is absolute shit. the main girl, sky, is a pretentious, slut-shaming assface and her main love interest, holder (wtf even is his name), is an manipulative, violent stalker (basically the next-gen christian grey). the plot is basically sky and holder holding hands and frolicking through a flower meadow one second then threatening murder and giving each other black eyes the next. but guess what? it gets better. turns out, sky was sexually abused as a kid and having sex with holden, her boyfriend with really big muscles (she really emphasizes that throughout the book), magically "cured” her of her trauma (so, i guess all you need to fix all your problems is a controlling jerk who has really big muscles??)

2. If you could change your name, what name would you choose?

august. it just sounds cool, i think. 

3. Favorite animal?

cats

4. What’s the last book you gave 5 stars?

the sky is everywhere by jandy nelson.

5. Dream career?

uhhh idk. i actually have no idea what i want to do with my life. i’m sort of just floating aimlessly in a void of existential crisis pondering about the fragility of a mortal life and how i’m probably going to end up working at mcdonalds bc i have no motivation at all. 

6. What language(s) do you want to learn?

japanese bc im anime trash and i like sushi

7. What crazy color would you dye your hair?

i dont think this counts as crazy but i think it would be cool to dye my hair turqiouse at the tips

8. The sun or the moon?

moon

9. Do you believe in soulmates?

ahahaahhahahaha no. 

10. Favorite eye color?

grey.

11. Favorite Disney movie?

toy story 3

my questions:

1. what’s your hogwarts house? which house do you want to be in?

2. if you had to let one person look through everything on your phone/computer/ipad (whatever you keep the most stuff on) who would it be and why?

3. what’s the most embarrassing thing you’ve done today?

4. you are given one chance to redesign the world (you can change anything), what do you do?

5. do you believe in magic?

6. what’s the best thing you’ve done today?

7. kanye west or donald trump for president?

8. what’s the nicest thing you’ve done for someone?

9. who’s someone you envy and why?

10. what’s your favorite drink?