#*unsheltered

[starfightrpilot]

Current status: Imprisoning myself in this café until I can come up with something coherent enough to present for WIP Wednesday

[solar-sunnyside-up]

[chronicallycouchbound]

Wet shelters save lives. If someone is forced to freeze to death in their car because they’re not allowed in the local dry shelter because they’re under the influence, you are enabling their death.

[somefightsjustgetyoubloody]

when shauna said i love you to jackie's corpse then looked back at everyone else like she was afraid to get caught

[litsnaps]

[ashes-to-asher]

Call it what you wish - a hunch, a whisper, or perhaps some well-earned paranoia - but you knew something was wrong. Visiting the Or’nite Haven for Unsheltered Youths was a spur-of-the moment decision; your party had arrived in the city earlier than expected and had some time to kill, and the orphanage was asking the public for donations to improve the lives of its residents. You made a donation, but quickly began to suspect that something was off. A few of the residents mentioned children who had “run away”, but they seemed reluctant to go into detail on the matter. Taking it upon yourselves to investigate further, you discovered a hidden closet with a urine-stained floor in the cellar, and a pair of muddied shovels in the attic. You then witnessed a bloody fight break out between two of the residents and were politely invited to leave by the Haven’s Director. Taking note of the muddied shovels, your group returned later that night to search the forested back end of the property for buried secrets. You identified a few out-of-place shallow depressions in the earth, and made the decision to dig. The ground had been hardened by the icy chill of winter, but that did not deter you. You knew something was wrong, but this is far worse than anything you’d expected. In the dirt at your feet lies the body of a pre-pubescent lizardfolk child. The frozen soil has delayed the decomposition somewhat, but you’ve seen more bodies than you would care to admit - this boy died only a few short months ago. The Haven’s grounds are expansive - how many more bodies lay hidden here? A twig snaps behind you, and you whirl around, only to come face to face with Glen, one of the Haven’s residents. The odd little satyr is hugging themself - you’re unsure if due to the cold or due to fear. They look up at you, eyes pleading. “Who… who is it?” they ask. There is no shock or surprise in Glen’s voice or expression; rather, they seem resigned, as if finally have been given the answer to a long-burning question. “There’s a b-body down there, right?” the child stammers. “Who is it?”

A upcoming scene from the homebrew campaign I DM.

i may or may not have a reputation in my group for child murder

This is the first art (beyond rough sketches) that I’ve done in minimum 6 months, probably longer. It’s also my first piece in probably 2 years with a background. I’ve never done snow before, so this was largely an experiment? ^^;

please don’t judge me too harshly

The child depicted is Glenys “Glen” Talfryn, 13-year-old they/them muntjac satyr. They’ve been at the Haven for 7 years now, and don’t expect to be adopted any time soon (or ever). Having been there longer than any other resident, Glen has noticed more than a few odd happenings, and has long been suspicious that not every child who left the orphanage has done so alive - the party’s investigation is the first time Glen has had actual proof of such, and they aren’t about the let this chance for justice pass them by.

glen may or may not be in danger

i am a very cruel dm, lol

[aigeneratedportraitofdoriangray]

well, there goes, damn near everything else i owned; me and a coupe other strays out here were using a vacant old home as, mostly a stash space for the bulk of our belongings (because, we should not be confined to carrying our ever fiber of being in one backpack nor burdened with the weight of everything we owned if we do not want to limit ourselves to the former), and for getting out of the worst of the weather. it was very much a "worst kept secret" of the neighborhood kinda thing, but no one -openly- seemed to mind, and in fact were either quite kind to us or happy to ignore us as we made no trouble, one household on the other side of the spot even ran us a cord to use electricity occasionally and gave us a old microwave and toaster, among a few other trinkets.

but it seems someone did not like us, and either took it upon themselves to remove all of our stuff, or got the cops to to it for them. but near everything we had was taken, not even thrown in any nearby trash for any hope of retrieval. luckily we all word world weary enough to put some extra care into hiding a few of our most important things but all of our basics are gone.

lost mostly, was clothing, anything we did not hide well enough or were currently carrying with us is gone. this means: all our pants, shirts, etc, and the basics like our underwear and socks are gone. that last, is of course to anyone who knows, a major loss. being able to change socks regularly is very important for us who live a lot of our time on our moving feet, even more-so when regular full bathing is not guaranteed. we also all lost a a lot of our hygienically items, i always carrying the oral care essentials, some soap, and deodorant so i at least have those but the others are not quite as lucky. i know where i can get a lot of what they lost for free fairly easily, if not the best quality, but some things like shaving needs and basic skincare items are not as easy to come by.

a few people in the neighborhood have talked about trying to get some items together for us, but, if anyone else can help out, i am going to pool anything i can gather over the next few days or the week, from donations or plasma if i can donate or hopefully the little odd job or two i have been discussing with some friends, together to help replace stuff for all of us.

if you can add anything in CASHAPP: $cryptiditpyrc VENMO : @cryptidcoin (i regained access but this is still not the ___________________________best option as i have to transfer it to a card ___________________________prone to monthly fees, forgotten ___________________________subscriptions being taken out, etc)

[nwodwols]

Dear city, stop scattering and disappearing unsheltered people and calling it a solution. We have resources for them and you’re making it really fucking hard to help

[combinecremator]

im all for slacking off but im really not a fan of this trend of "bus driver stops right up the road for ten minutes to get a snack at the gas station" that im seeingn develop. mostly bc it means i miss every transfer i need to take to get home. on the hottest week of the year.

[saint-logan-makes-art]

“In The Streets”

Dry Point Etching

5x7 Inches

[bookcoversonly]

Title: Unsheltered | Author: Barbara Kingsolver | Publisher: Harper (2018)

[melifair]

So… I’m not sure what kind of sheltered af rock I’ve been living under (which is a whole ass issue for another time)

And like this is probably TMI but also I think these things should be talked about without embarrassment or shame (because I’ve put that on myself for a long LONG time and I’m honestly tired of it)

But I am 39 years old and a virgin, and like I can take care of urges as needed so I don’t get unbearably cranky, but I’ve had the same little vibrator for years now that required batteries. Well it’s no longer functional now, so I got a new one and I was delighted that it is usb rechargeable and that a lot of them are that way now (yay! No need for batteries!).

Also, because you don’t think about this until your actually older and you experience it, but I suffer from joint pain, so having a functional tool for those needs is important so I’m not cranky and I don’t have to make my joint pain worse.

Anyways! To sum it up, it’s been a long ass time since I bought a vibrator, and I needed a new one so I don’t fuck up my joints, and I was very pleasantly delighted to find rechargeable ones.

[chronicallycouchbound]

There was several years of my life where I was on strict doctors orders to be on bedrest and I didn’t have a bed to be in because I was homeless.

Every night I’ve had a bed, ever since I was a young child, I have always said a silent “thank you” to it before I sleep.

I’ve also said that same thank you to overpasses and bridges, park benches, couches, floors, car seats, the half crumbled foundation of that building I could fit under, trees, snow, ice, green grass, tents, my jacket, my backpack, my friend’s lap, hospital beds, waiting rooms, empty church pews, abandoned buildings, behind stores, alleyways, half flooded basements, bus seats, bus shelters, steps of a homeless shelter, steps of a church.

I’ve slept in so many uncomfortable places and still was grateful. And at the same time, I knew I needed a better situation to get true rest.

When I became seriously ill in 2017, I couldn’t rest. Even when I got an apartment in 2019, I was still in an unsafe environment, still having ER visits every other week. It wasn’t until I got a bed and in home care that I stopped having nearly daily life threatening symptoms and could give my body a break.

I still have life threatening symptoms, I still have bad days, but now at least I can rest in between everything. And for that I am so grateful.

[calmbelly]

I want a hug so bad

[benschwartzcinematicuniverse]

It’s record-breaking heat in the southwest right now (probably more places than that, but it’s where I’m based and we’re going through it)

This is an 8oz bottle. On average, 8 of these a day is golden. That varies based on body type, climate, and activity level. But it’s a baseline. There are a lot of folks out there who don’t have access to dependable, clean water.

Can you keep ready to drink and froze water with you on your errands?

Here’s the peek at my water bottle that no one asked for

I run water distro in Old Town. If you want to contribute to our water and ice fund I have vnmo and cshapp (just trying not to drop my name on this blog lol) and if you’re more comfortable with an org, unshelteredphx on insta is always running water and supply distros

Stay hydrated and get organized.