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URGENT, HELP NEEDED - NEAR HOMELESSNESS

LITERALLY did not think i would be making another one of these since I’ve ONLY JUST just been hired at a permanent position, but that job starts on July 3rd and we have to move out by June 30th.

We managed to snag one place at the end of May, but the agent went on annual leave and left us in the lurch. He also walked off with our £300 holding deposit, which we’re now struggling to get back.

We found another place at short notice. but…

[ALT TEXT: Dear [REDACTED] I’m afraid I have some bad news. After a long conversation with the landlord earlier today, due to his personal concerns he will not be proceeding with the Tenancy. [REDACTED]’s references are in progress, we have been instructed to cancel the application and we will be doing the same with [REDACTED]’s application]

This guy is also highly likely to walk away with or take forever returning our SECOND £300 holding deposit also.

So right now I’m down by £600, and have 20 days to find and secure a place in commuting distance to my work, or else I will also lose the job I finally managed to get.

I need monetary help, fam. lmao. like…I have no fucking words for what the past two weeks have been like.

Additionally, I fear we’ll have to hold over in a hotel (again) for a few weeks to a month if we can’t find anywhere, which is looking more and more likely. This means throwing all our shit in storage AGAIN also. The motel & storage place we used last time is close by my work too, so we’ll probably pick that if it comes down to it, but that’s uh–

Well, to stay in the motel + store all our shit aside from the stuff I need to keep my two Freelance jobs is about £4500.

£4500 is a big fucking ask, I know. But I wouldn’t be asking if I didn’t know it wasn’t needed, and brother, we need it.

If you have the power to help, I’ve got a PAYPAL but nothing else, and I’ll be updating this post with the numbers every day so you can keep track.

If you can’t give, please share this post as far and wide as you possibly can. Everyone who knows me knows this bullshit I deal with INTIMATELY and can corroborate my situation. I’m at the end of my fucking rope.

Also, because I have to end all my personal posts like this now: if my abusive, thieving, deadbeat, shithead father wants to pay back all the money he owes me in backpaid child support, or stolen child benefits instead of just whining about how much he misses his baby girl: he can fucking pony up or choke on hay.

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They are a vibe

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saw this post from @asmos-pet and what the anon said still doesn't sit right with me, so i'm going to say it as nicely as possible:

support your fucking content creators on this platform.

'oh, liking is probably enough,' is what many of you apparently still think but it isn't. liking isn't what spreads the work on this platform for other users to see, it's the reblogs. while writers and other creators in a lot of fandoms work hours to finish your requests and asks, you liking them in a single second and scrolling by is nothing compared to it.

the least you can do as someone who enjoys their work is to reblog. it doesn't cost much of your time. literally two seconds, not more. most of the posts on here are published for free for you to consume. if you're going to complain about creators asking for little support, don't read or view their content either. you might as well leave this platform if you have a problem with that.

don't shame others for wanting their work to be appreciated after all the effort that they put in it.

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@animangacreators alphabet challenge 

A - Alucard (Hellsing Ultimate)  

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The Killing Kind

notes: this is something of a spiritual successor / sequel to my original naraku fic, a hundred demons. it’s a been a minute but simpin ain’t easy rating: teen, we don’t cross the smut boundary but this is just gross in some areas so be warned. pairing: naraku / reader word count: 1,604

His tongue is as a worm, slithering over the bed of your lips as his nails find purchase in your hair. He’s taking back that kiss you asked for, trying to show with the pain of his mouth how wrong you are to desire him.

He is again in possession of a body, with arms that reach and claim. Naraku is a cold husk, home to a hundred parasites. You can taste damp and mildew as you kiss him, the sick rot in his soul tainting his insides.

Naraku holds himself against you, his eyes wide open. Your lashes brush your cheeks, eyes closed and face tilted up to receive whatever he means to poison you with. 

Anything. He could slit your throat, you're so close to him. He could drive his sharp fingers through the soft skin of your eyelid and blind you for his own fun. In his head there are voices chattering away, demanding your sweet life snuffed out. A thousand tortures spring to mind, gruesome ways he could twist your bones and take until your fluttering soul is torn to shreds.

And yet one voice is above the rest, the defeated sound of a reflective monster. It demands him to pull away, and it is powerful enough to take hold of his limbs. Naraku forces himself backward, making you gasp.

Your eyes fly open, finding him and stunning him to silence. In your eyes there is no confusion or hurt. You only blink as a cat does, slowly and before advancing.

Respect is in your cautious steps, as if his arms that have retreated from your waist displease you. You seek to change it with the careful way your hands find his shoulders, slipping around his neck and cradling where his skull and spine meet. You pull him back against you, more gentleness where the tips of your fingers touch him than a shadow cast over his face.

“I didn’t tell you to stop,” you say, pressing your chest to his. 

Naraku’s gaze does not waver, but for a moment you wonder if he expects your advances more keenly than he’d like to let on. Certainly he seems to desire them. But he has never been very good at hiding the way his heart is far from hardened. 

“When have you ever been able to control me?” he asks, the sneer in his voice is a knife sharpened too quickly. The blow does not land as he expects, it is the greatest lie he’s ever told.

“A fortnight ago you became very cross with me for teasing,” you smile at him.

And to your immortal shock, his breath catches in his throat when you very suddenly lean towards him. Stopping just short, sighing softly onto the cold lips you hold such adoration for. Such infuriating adoration, one he cannot puzzle out.

For you are content with the worm making a knot in your ribs, it seems. For the demons in his heart to move between your bodies with any connection. 

One of your arms falls to his side, your fingers curling between his. Naraku is terrified for a moment as you touch him, afraid for the first time that a piece of himself may be missing. The human shard in his ribs still cries out for the love of a woman, but the coal-black lump of flesh that was once a heart may very well now reside in you.

His flesh, your flesh. His tongue, your tongue. The rot inside him, the host has no new home to claim in you. There is no room for corruption when you have already stolen and consumed some small part of his immortal body.

Death is a choice that you will not catch him making, but he always imagined himself standing alone. You squeeze his hand tight, and claim a kiss from him even when he has the power to stop you. The soft brush of your lips is a heady contrast to his loving violence.

Naraku never stood a chance at conquering you, not when you’d kiss him both in pieces and whole so reverently. You bring him no pain, no more suffering than what he’s already suffered. His body has been eaten from the inside, holes torn in his soul as it was slowly consumed by moths. You hold what is left of him in your hands, he feels cold as ice.

“Why are you doing this?” he exhales, forcing his eyes open but powerless to do much else. He’s stiff and still as you lay your cheek to the baboon cloak draped around his shoulders.

“Because you’re not dead,” you tell him. 

“I cannot die,” he says, but there is an unsung question hidden in his voice. He makes no move to untangle himself again, having already been humiliated once with your ability to command.

“Then why are you so afraid of me?” you ask, your eyes are now open too. He wishes they would shut, perhaps forever. The intricate web of your eyelashes was more pleasant than the knowing way you stare now. “Why are you so afraid of a love you can’t feel?”

Because he does feel it. He feels it now in the way his misplaced heart careens towards yours, and gives him a hunger again for the long-forgotten peace of a cave with loving hands on him. He wishes for the first time since his devouring that he could be made of the same hope as you contain. The human heart he once kept behind his ribs, instead of a fist leaking poison.

It shouldn’t be allowed, the way you make him feel. The shaking of his devotion to hate and fury, the fire he starts burning twice as bright as that within no longer holds the same warmth. There is now a hole the exact shape of your mouth in his resolve, and you take advantage by kissing him again.

The singing hum of your breathing will not be cut short so easily. The urge in him to see maggots bloom in your corpse is forcefully pushed aside. His demon impulse is always present, but it is nonetheless impressed by your shrewd dulling of his anger.

You introduce an alternative. Not one that Naraku must act upon now, to which he attributes its success, but you feed the part inside of him he thought had died of starvation. Had he ever considered an end to the blood before? To a pocket of pride he could have for something other than destruction?

There is a reason he turned over Onigumo’s heart so many times, never finding the courage to discard it. For all his lust for power, it has never wanted to leave him. The hope that he could still have quiet, if not peace. Understanding, if not love.

“You think yourself clever,” he could spit, rage against the inevitability of that truth. But his accusation is a cold and decisive echo. “You think only of my weakest part, and how it might be swayed.”

His aching, fetid heart. That is what you advance upon, take without asking, borrow with no intention to return. And then you dare to kiss him like that gives you power. And he has to claw his fingers into you to try and bury that he likes it.

“Maybe so,” you relent. Your silly, little smile hovers before his lidded eyes again. Maybe you’ll touch his heart one day with your bare hands, even if it burns.

Your resolve is as strong as his, as bathed in blood and as consumed by evil. You could not purify him if you tried, decay colors your soul as keenly as it does his own. It’s why, he suspects, he feels so safe in your embrace.

For now it leans towards too tight, the strength of your arms crushing around him as you drag him closer. But his chest is to yours, there is a limit to your taking of him. And yet for a moment he wonders if you will succeed in taking more of him.

Your third kiss contains the bones of your teeth against his blushing lower lip. The shock of such sudden desire makes fine hair on the back of his neck stand on end. Your warm, little teeth worry over his flesh like you mean to eat him.

But never do they break skin, they remain consistent in their devouring pressure but offer no real pain. Only gooseflesh on the hands and arms that belong to a hellish collective. His heart in your hands does have power, the power to make demon skin crawl with frightening affection.

Goosebumps, you can’t help but smile as you put your hand to the back of his neck and squeeze. You’ve given him goosebumps.

You’ve made a mockery of his attempts to wound you, to cut a gash into your bleeding heart. Humans are a diamond mine of fragility, your weaknesses create a sick need inside them. A need to exploit that you simply will not allow. It humbles him how easily you can disprove his point.

Still, you touch him. You ghost your hands over the deep separation between human and demon, the scarring on his back with eight, cruel legs. There is a newness in your indifference for his evil that keeps his budding emotions from becoming a threat. Whatever you seek from him, it does not involve turning him from his course.

The world lies before him like your delicate life, easy enough to take. In one palm is a glittering jewel, and in the other are your warm fingers.

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im being taken against my will into vision of escaflowne

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out of curiosity, does everyone have a certain type of character they get attached to or are urs random

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we have to move and COVID fucked us, but also my father is Watching me so this post is weird, sorry 🤪

Long time no see! It’s because my shithead estranged father apparently has been watching me online for months. So that’s fun, right?

I could go back over the years of abuse and the fact that he stole my Mother’s life savings & owes me over £100k in lifetime avoided child support, but this post isn’t about that as he is a non-entity in my life and can choke!

This post is, however, about the fact that we have to move soon and could use whatever help we can get with covering the costs of moving and bills during this time because while I actually managed to snag and hold down a part-time job that pays well (!!) it’s also on an hourly contract and I’ve had like no work for two months, so no pay for two months either.

To feel safe, stable, and secure in the move we’d have to somehow pool together an extra £5000, which would be an ideal fundraising goal (but, I know in this time, nigh impossible unless someone rapidly redistributes Musk’s wealth lmao), but honestly even £500 would cover some of the more one-off payments (moving van etc).

I dithered about making this post, actually. With my father watching it’s just another axis of power he’s getting his horrible little hands over, but honestly? Fuck him. Whatever, at this point. For all his simpering about his estranged child, he’s never put his money where his mouth is (literally), so if he’s reading this I hope he knows he should get my name off his fucking tongue.

We need help, and I’m far too fond of staying loud, brash, happy, and alive than I am silent and suffering just to make sure I’m safe from him.

If you can help, please do! If you can’t, don’t feel too bad, just please share this post around!

You can give here!

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we have to move and COVID fucked us, but also my father is Watching me so this post is weird, sorry 🤪

Long time no see! It’s because my shithead estranged father apparently has been watching me online for months. So that’s fun, right?

I could go back over the years of abuse and the fact that he stole my Mother’s life savings & owes me over £100k in lifetime avoided child support, but this post isn’t about that as he is a non-entity in my life and can choke!

This post is, however, about the fact that we have to move soon and could use whatever help we can get with covering the costs of moving and bills during this time because while I actually managed to snag and hold down a part-time job that pays well (!!) it’s also on an hourly contract and I’ve had like no work for two months, so no pay for two months either.

To feel safe, stable, and secure in the move we’d have to somehow pool together an extra £5000, which would be an ideal fundraising goal (but, I know in this time, nigh impossible unless someone rapidly redistributes Musk’s wealth lmao), but honestly even £500 would cover some of the more one-off payments (moving van etc).

I dithered about making this post, actually. With my father watching it’s just another axis of power he’s getting his horrible little hands over, but honestly? Fuck him. Whatever, at this point. For all his simpering about his estranged child, he’s never put his money where his mouth is (literally), so if he’s reading this I hope he knows he should get my name off his fucking tongue.

We need help, and I’m far too fond of staying loud, brash, happy, and alive than I am silent and suffering just to make sure I’m safe from him.

If you can help, please do! If you can’t, don’t feel too bad, just please share this post around!

You can give here!

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we have to move and COVID fucked us, but also my father is Watching me so this post is weird, sorry 🤪

Long time no see! It’s because my shithead estranged father apparently has been watching me online for months. So that’s fun, right?

I could go back over the years of abuse and the fact that he stole my Mother’s life savings & owes me over £100k in lifetime avoided child support, but this post isn’t about that as he is a non-entity in my life and can choke!

This post is, however, about the fact that we have to move soon and could use whatever help we can get with covering the costs of moving and bills during this time because while I actually managed to snag and hold down a part-time job that pays well (!!) it’s also on an hourly contract and I’ve had like no work for two months, so no pay for two months either.

To feel safe, stable, and secure in the move we’d have to somehow pool together an extra £5000, which would be an ideal fundraising goal (but, I know in this time, nigh impossible unless someone rapidly redistributes Musk’s wealth lmao), but honestly even £500 would cover some of the more one-off payments (moving van etc).

I dithered about making this post, actually. With my father watching it’s just another axis of power he’s getting his horrible little hands over, but honestly? Fuck him. Whatever, at this point. For all his simpering about his estranged child, he’s never put his money where his mouth is (literally), so if he’s reading this I hope he knows he should get my name off his fucking tongue.

We need help, and I’m far too fond of staying loud, brash, happy, and alive than I am silent and suffering just to make sure I’m safe from him.

If you can help, please do! If you can’t, don’t feel too bad, just please share this post around!

You can give here!

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friendly reminder that you need to purposely sexualize your digusting problematic fave

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smut prompt list-

prompts from @sultrypotter

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“i love it when you moan my name”

“just a little harder”

“let me give you a reason to stay in bed”

“no panties?”

“i want you now”

“use your tongue”

“please don’t stop”

“i can’t sleep without you here”

“do you like that”

“you need a place to stay for the night”

“spend the night with me”

“you can get louder can’t you”

“look what you do to me”

“i want to taste you”

“open your mouth”

“if you want to come you better beg”

“that feels so good”

“don’t cum yet”

“strip. now”

“take off your clothes”

“bite me” ”if you insist”

“can you feel what your doing to me”

“this is a one time thing”

“tell me how you like it”

“get on your hands and knees, right now”

“i wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it”

“i just want to please you”

“each of my thoughts about you are improper”

“i love it when you kiss my neck”

“don’t be gentle”

“i’ve never want to fuck you more than i do now”

“you wanna have sex with me”

“you’re not going out dressed like that”

“i’m afraid i can no longer remain professional”

“make me”

“you’re mine”

“i love it when you talk dirty

“i’ll let you do anything if you just touch me now”

“i’ve never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly”

“don’t give me that look”

“like what you see”

“stay quiet”

“i told you to stay still"

“i promise I’ll be good”

“just shut up and fuck me”

“you feels so good”

“i want you inside me”

“be a good girl and spread your legs”

“don’t worry i’ll take of you”

“don’t tempt me”

“i’ve never done this before”

“don’t be afraid it’s just me”

“you’re more than just a one night stand”

“don’t forget who you belong to”

“would you just shut up and kiss me already”

“try to stay quiet understand?”

“we’re in public you know”

“don’t be so rough there can’t be any marks”

“are you sure? once i start i don’t think i’m able to stop”

“no i’m supposed to make you feel good”

“stop teasing me so much”

“bed. now”

“first one to make noises loses”

“i love the way you look with my fingers inside you”

“i guess I’ll just get off all by myself”

“these walls are pretty thick which means you and i can be as loud as we want”

“did you touch your self while i was gone”

“we can’t do that here”

“if you interrupt me one more time— so help me god”

“tell me what you want”

“y-you’re not.... w-wearing anything under that are you”

“there is no way anyone is that innocent”

“you taste like fucking candy”

“the only way you’re getting off is on my thigh”

“you make a sound it’s game over”

“i haven’t even touched you and you’re already wet"

“want help with that”

“you’re so fucking hot when you’re made”

“we’re not just friends you know that”

“what? does that feel good”

“if we get caught i’m blaming you”

“we have to be quiet”

“you have no idea how much i want you

“if we weren’t in public right now i’d have my head between your legs”

“i’m going to fuck your so hard you’re going to forget that guys name”

“i really want to kiss you right now”

“wanna fuck?”

“how do i look”

“if you don’t like my teasing why are you moaning”

“don’t fucking touch what is not yours”

“we’re.... just friends”

“friends don’t do this kind of shit”

“how quickly can you cum”

“think you can warm me up”

“touch me and you lose”

“there’s people here”

“i don’t care what you do just fuck me”

“guess i’ll have to cum inside you then”

“i don’t know what to do” “then let me teach you”

“we’ve been at it like rabbits and you’re still horny”

“use your mouth”

“show me”

“come and sit on my face and i’ll show you how much i missed you”

“i forgot my towel”

“you’re naked aren’t you”

“take it off slowly”

“your wish is my command”

“come to my room there’s this thing i wanna try”

“no one can ever find out about this”

“for your safety i’ll be gentle”

“are these handcuffs”

“i don’t feel like sleeping”

“what are you going to do about it”

“you won’t be getting any sleep tonight”

“why so shy?”

“don’t worry i’ll make you feel really good”

“you’re the one who aroused me so let’s have some fun”

“why don’t we move this to the bed”

“would you like to go somewhere a little private”

“these are so wet aren’t you going to remove them?”

“i was just about to wash up care to join”

“this feels dirty” “that's because it is”

“you feel amazing”

“don’t pretend to be so innocent”

“i want you to touch yourself”

“what has you so excited”

“i want you....here.... right now”

“bend over and spread your legs”

“i can’t hold back anymore”

“it’s been along day why don’t we help each other unwind”

“oh don’t mind me I’m just enjoying the view”

“your lips make me wonder what you taste like”

“i don’t like being told what to do unless i’m naked”

“you’re so sexy when you’re hot and bothered”

“i’ve been thinking about this night”

“don’t cover you’re face, i want to see you”

“you’re so beautiful all spread out like this... just for me”

“lay back”

“i bought a few pieces of lingerie. want me to model for you?”

“i can’t believe how wet you are already”

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we have to move and COVID fucked us, but also my father is Watching me so this post is weird, sorry 🤪

Long time no see! It’s because my shithead estranged father apparently has been watching me online for months. So that’s fun, right?

I could go back over the years of abuse and the fact that he stole my Mother’s life savings & owes me over £100k in lifetime avoided child support, but this post isn’t about that as he is a non-entity in my life and can choke!

This post is, however, about the fact that we have to move soon and could use whatever help we can get with covering the costs of moving and bills during this time because while I actually managed to snag and hold down a part-time job that pays well (!!) it’s also on an hourly contract and I’ve had like no work for two months, so no pay for two months either.

To feel safe, stable, and secure in the move we’d have to somehow pool together an extra £5000, which would be an ideal fundraising goal (but, I know in this time, nigh impossible unless someone rapidly redistributes Musk’s wealth lmao), but honestly even £500 would cover some of the more one-off payments (moving van etc).

I dithered about making this post, actually. With my father watching it’s just another axis of power he’s getting his horrible little hands over, but honestly? Fuck him. Whatever, at this point. For all his simpering about his estranged child, he’s never put his money where his mouth is (literally), so if he’s reading this I hope he knows he should get my name off his fucking tongue.

We need help, and I’m far too fond of staying loud, brash, happy, and alive than I am silent and suffering just to make sure I’m safe from him.

If you can help, please do! If you can’t, don’t feel too bad, just please share this post around!

You can give here!

[annhellsing]

we have to move and COVID fucked us, but also my father is Watching me so this post is weird, sorry 🤪

Long time no see! It’s because my shithead estranged father apparently has been watching me online for months. So that’s fun, right?

I could go back over the years of abuse and the fact that he stole my Mother’s life savings & owes me over £100k in lifetime avoided child support, but this post isn’t about that as he is a non-entity in my life and can choke!

This post is, however, about the fact that we have to move soon and could use whatever help we can get with covering the costs of moving and bills during this time because while I actually managed to snag and hold down a part-time job that pays well (!!) it’s also on an hourly contract and I’ve had like no work for two months, so no pay for two months either.

To feel safe, stable, and secure in the move we’d have to somehow pool together an extra £5000, which would be an ideal fundraising goal (but, I know in this time, nigh impossible unless someone rapidly redistributes Musk’s wealth lmao), but honestly even £500 would cover some of the more one-off payments (moving van etc).

I dithered about making this post, actually. With my father watching it’s just another axis of power he’s getting his horrible little hands over, but honestly? Fuck him. Whatever, at this point. For all his simpering about his estranged child, he’s never put his money where his mouth is (literally), so if he’s reading this I hope he knows he should get my name off his fucking tongue.

We need help, and I’m far too fond of staying loud, brash, happy, and alive than I am silent and suffering just to make sure I’m safe from him.

If you can help, please do! If you can’t, don’t feel too bad, just please share this post around!

You can give here!

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we have to move and COVID fucked us, but also my father is Watching me so this post is weird, sorry 🤪

Long time no see! It’s because my shithead estranged father apparently has been watching me online for months. So that’s fun, right?

I could go back over the years of abuse and the fact that he stole my Mother’s life savings & owes me over £100k in lifetime avoided child support, but this post isn’t about that as he is a non-entity in my life and can choke!

This post is, however, about the fact that we have to move soon and could use whatever help we can get with covering the costs of moving and bills during this time because while I actually managed to snag and hold down a part-time job that pays well (!!) it’s also on an hourly contract and I’ve had like no work for two months, so no pay for two months either.

To feel safe, stable, and secure in the move we’d have to somehow pool together an extra £5000, which would be an ideal fundraising goal (but, I know in this time, nigh impossible unless someone rapidly redistributes Musk’s wealth lmao), but honestly even £500 would cover some of the more one-off payments (moving van etc).

I dithered about making this post, actually. With my father watching it’s just another axis of power he’s getting his horrible little hands over, but honestly? Fuck him. Whatever, at this point. For all his simpering about his estranged child, he’s never put his money where his mouth is (literally), so if he’s reading this I hope he knows he should get my name off his fucking tongue.

We need help, and I’m far too fond of staying loud, brash, happy, and alive than I am silent and suffering just to make sure I’m safe from him.

If you can help, please do! If you can’t, don’t feel too bad, just please share this post around!

You can give here!