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Cheering you on from the sidelines!!! You've got this!!!!<33

I need your help.

Hello, my name is Cloud and you might know me by the semi popular Killer Chat fanfic author. And I'm announcing my emergency writing and art commissions (my Kofi is linked) to help me find a cheap apartment to live in, alongside having donations set up. I'm currently a student in high school, and will be trying to get into a college or go into trade, and trying to get a job.

I'm not one to really reach out for help, but the situation I'm in right now is difficult. For the past 6 or 7 years of my life, I had to deal with my step father who is a down beat dad and an abuser. Now, I'm going to be living in my aunt's small trailer that's meant for one person.

When I first moved in with him at the age of 11 or 12, my family was homeless and he was an alcoholic. His alcoholism caused a lot of trauma for both me and my mother as I had to watch him abuse her. In 2019 we found a house, but in December he went to jail for domestic violence.

You might ask, "why couldn't you leave?" It's difficult to leave when you're financially dependent on someone, which my mom was. Alongside I'm trans and our shelters around us aren't supportive. So for my sake as a minor at that time, it was best to wait.

My step father went to jail, then to rehab, then came back. But from 2020 until now, his aggressive behavior hasn't gotten better. He didn't lay hands on my mom or me again, but the emotional and mental abuse was still there, every, single, day.

What caused this downfall for me was March 23rd, when my step dad started to spiral and made me fear my life, starting to hate crime me for being trans towards my mother, and I will not tolerate that. On top of that, for the past 7 months, he's been wanting to kick me out and has threatened to kick me out almost monthly.

I will not tolerate being hated, feeling unsafe, and fearing for my life. I'm tired, and I need out, and all the help I can get.

Me and my mother talked about it, but as mentioned, I'll be living with my aunt, especially since I am an adult and I'm able to leave. It's somewhere, but having a place that doesn't have a thick coat of tobacco is something I'm willing to work my everything for a place to call home all to myself and finally be free from this trauma.

So, I set up Kofi, alongside a PayPal, Chime, and CashApp account. I have commissions open, both writing and art, alongside a donation goal set up. All the money that's given is going straight to a savings account that I have towards a cheap apartment in the area of living I'm moving to. A simple one bed one bath.

I would like to thank you all for your love and support. You all are amazing and mean everything to me. If you can't donate, just reblogging would do wonders for me.

Thank you.

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SYLUS, the kind of guy who’d always bring your hand back to where it was before you decide to pull away, griping your wrist gently but still firm enough to keep you from pulling away as he guides your hand back to his arm, his hair or against his face. He sighs deeply and his whole body relaxes the moment your touch is back on him, almost as though calming him and reassuring you that he could never find your touch to be too much, or even too repulsive to him.

He would tighten his grip on your wrist every time you tried to tug your hand away. He’d press kisses against your palm and even going so far as to nibble on it from time to time whilst gauging your cute reactions, engraving them into his mind as he smiles soft, his sharp crimson eyes were now soft pools of burgundy filled with longing affection and silent pining.

Calm had returned to his mind in the form of your touch.

SYLUS who while gets you expensive gifts, would find a pretty stone on the side of the road somewhere and stopped in his tracks to pick it up. At first it didn’t look like much other then a common stone he’d seen countless times, however when he moved it to a certain angle, that’s when he saw what made this pebble more unique then the rest. He immediately thought of you and your previous conversations about mating rituals between penguins.

‘Penguins give smooth, pretty stones to the ones they love.’ You once said, holding the penguin plush he had just won you close to your chest, smiling as brightly as the stone he held in his hand.

‘I can give you things much more worth than a simple stone’. He replied at the time.

‘That’s true…and while I love your gifts, not all of them have to be so expensive. It could be a simple as finding a pretty stone on the sidewalk and I’ll treasure forever.’ You tell him, keeping your eyes downcast as he raises a brow. ‘Is that an indication of something?’ He asks and you immediately say no, but it was far too late for Sylus.

It was in that moment where he realised why the stone caught his eye, it reminded him of you. The natural beauty it possess if one were to look at it correctly and unlike all the diamonds, rubies, sapphires, you were more than content with what you were and what you had already to lead a happy life. You never needed much to be happy but he always thought you could be happier and so he took the simple looking pebble with the pretty hues and made it into a necklace.

The very same necklace you then proceeded to wear days on end upon receiving it.

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headcanon that 15!skk were those teenagers who just stole shopping carts and left them in random places. Dazai would convince Chuuya to ride in the cart then repeatedly run the cart into walls.

Actually, they wouldn't stop at just taking the cart from the store and leaving, they'd do this shit in the store.

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list 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you ! get to know your mutuals and followers !

My friends

Hearing about interests people are passionate about

Bonding with people over mutual interests

physical touch

Writing

This made me really happy and I'm so happy I have the chance to pass this around to more people :D

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(I have no title for this)

A/N: This is something that I've just been working on for a while, it is not similar to my usual posts. This is also only the first part of it and there will be a continuation.

   Where was he? Liam had been sitting on a bench, fast asleep. The bench had been overgrown, covered in vines and dead leaves that had once grown on the tall trees. The trees provided a small amount of shade from the bright, overhanging sun.

   There was a soft breeze that swept through the warm summer air, lightly blowing the green leaves in the tree above. Liam looked around at the unfamiliar scenery. He was in a forest with tall trees all around him, small beams of light shining through their leaves. Looking up, he noticed a path in front of him, the bench he was sitting on was at the side of a narrow dirt path. Liam stood up from the bench, holding a hand out above his eyes, trying to adjust to the beaming light. 

   Liam slowly stepped toward the pathway, hearing the soft grass crumple beneath his feet. His short hair swayed in the gentle wind as he arrived at the path. Liam took a careful step onto it, hearing the soft crunch of dry dirt. 

   Step by step, he walked along the path, taking in the forest surroundings in a cautious manner. Everything around him looked unfamiliar. Not a single tree twisted in a way he had seen before, clustered and weird in unruly ways. The more he looked in the forest, the more he seemed to take notice of the odd plants. Plants full of colour, bright pinks and blinding yellows. Even the stem was peculiar, a soft shade of blue or purple, seeming to gleam up at him. Liam stopped for a moment, staring at the plants. He wondered how these kinds of plants could possibly grow like that, wondered where he could possibly be. 

   Liam turned to the path, thinking for a moment before choosing to continue walking. While he kept walking, Liam looked up into the trees. He found it odd that there weren’t any birds, creating an absence of noise in the forest. The only thing that could be heard was the wind, gently sweeping through the trees. A clear absence of any creature. Getting lost in his thoughts, he hadn't realized that he reached the end of the path. The dirt had ended, rounded and worn at the end from its use. Beyond, all that seemed to lie ahead was tall grass. It reached up to his waist, leaving whatever may lay beneath it a complete mystery. 

   Liam reached out a tentative hand, blades of grass brushing his fingertips. He took a deep breath, and stepped into the field. The first thing he noticed was a sinking sensation, his foot falling through into mud. At least he thought it was mud, his foot had only sunk enough to know his shoes would be dirty. He took two steps, then three, before long making it to the middle of the field. He looked out across the field, carefully running his hand over the grass. 

  Liam looked up from the grass, his eyes falling on a figure a far distance away. A person. There was a girl, standing at the forest’s edge, gazing at her surroundings thoughtfully. She wore a white dress that touched just past her knees, a matching sunhat positioned atop her head. For a moment, Liam only stared at her, pondering who she was. 

  He was snapped out of his thoughts when they made eye contact. The girl only smiled at him before walking through the trees and into the forest, leaving Liam to sway in the wind like a scarecrow.

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Atsushi: Fuck Kunikida: Language! Yosano: Shit! Kunikida: Language! Dazai: Who the fuck do you think you're calling a bitch, you ass? Kunikida: Language! Ranpo: What the frick frack tickity tic tac snik snak, bro? Kunikida: Kunikida: What the fuck.