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     Hi,  tumblr.  some of you know me as nook, some of you know me as @sesshcmaru  or  @forzia. So it’s time for me to reveal a dark secret, one that I need help for before I become so desperate that even stupid solutions seem desirable.  I am a victim of emotional and mental abuse at the hands of my parents. People who were meant to raise me who instead kept me and still keep me prisoner in my own home. My mother is a narcissist, gas-lighting and lying constantly in order to keep her need for power and control well-fed.  She steals from me, threatens me with suicide if i say ‘no’ to her, tells me that if i ever leave she’ll just ‘die’, and then turns around and tells neighbors and friends how worthless i am, how much she wishes i would just leave. she never let me learn how to drive because she knew that i would leave. even now, she makes up excuses for why i can’t learn. she can’t drive me. she can’t drive me to work because she doesn’t feel like it.  lately, I’ve taken up requests for theme backgrounds and icons and the like– and even now i find myself unable to finish several of them. because the strain from the amount of stress i’m under makes it impossible for me to function.  Many of you have read and responded to the things that my mother has done to me. I post about it rarely, but sometimes in detail on the dash. This time she’s stolen something precious to me, something I needed for my degree in anthropology as a symbol of what I wanted to do with my life. Something she doesn’t approve of.  This is only a week after Bo, a service animal, nearly died.

Rp has always been a hobby to escape. To become someone else. To put my feelings aside and my life aside and live, for a moment, as someone who has their shit together. It is sad and lonely, but it is the truth.  Two of my sisters ran away from her abuse about seven years ago. I have dreamed of nothing more than doing the exact same thing. I haven’t heard from them since.

But there is a glimmer of hope. A close friend has offered me a place to stay in the state of Arizona. She has offered to rent a uhaul truck, break her lease and help me and my three dogs find a place to live. That person is Brooklyn, @shouxryuuxha, who i have known in the rp community for several years. The thing is, I need money to help pay for gas and also to help us get an apartment. What I make working isn’t enough to cover it when most of my check goes toward keeping my mother at bay.  So, at the request of several of my friends and at the sake of my pride ( i hate asking for help. it feels dirty. it means i have to open myself up to people for them to see the parts of my life that are dark and narrow and frightening.) i have come to ask you all for help. please, donate what you can. I can try to pay you back someway, someday. But I need a safe place. I need respite. I need to live. 

Please donate anything you can to my paypal at  Include your url in the note and I will personally come and thank you, and try to do anything i can to repay the favor.

Klance vs Shatt

Shiro and Matt: *cuddling and whispering quietly to each other on the couch*

Lance: Stop it!

 Shiro: Stop what? 

Lance: Being like that. When you do cute things like that it makes Keith and I look not cute so knock it off.

 Matt: Pfft what? Look at you guys, if anything you need to stop one upping us in the cuteness factor. 

Keith: *waking up, hair disheveled, in Lance’s lap with his face buried in Lance’s neck* 

 Lance: *kisses Keith’s forehead* I have no idea what you mean.


Remember that one time Mark went home for the holidays & he bought each member a gift, explaining specifically on Jaebum’s gift because Mark’s a sweetheart even tho bucket hats are a complete No-No.


Reply to this lovely fanart! 

Sorry for the absolutely ridiculous wait, I had this whole scene in my head and I finally just gave up on knowing I’d never get farther then sketches tbh 

Thanks so much again Valo!! <3

Pigeon rescue!

There was a pigeon yesterday, that flew into the restaurant I work at.
Stupid as people are, everyone started to panic, get up, go away and started calling it stupid names. The boys at my shift did not know what to do, and went to get brooms and all sort of shit.
So I simply grabbed the pigeon and held it tight.(It made some ‘hoohoohoo’-noises.)
Then I brought it outside, opened my hands and it flew away. Simple things are simple.
When I came back inside, someone told me: ‘You’re the first person I met that volunteered to grab a pigeon.’

I’m a bird mom, ok?

Okay, so I want to doodle. This is going to be an exceedingly good doodle. Let it be Aaron Burr.

Alright, I have a pretty nice base going, now all I need to do is add some details and here we have a very good-

Wait- no, shit—


Well, it’s not like anything else is going to happen, oh no, what could possibly go wrong—


anonymous asked:

Derek Hale

  • My NOTP for them: scott, jennifer
  • My BROTP for them: isaac and boyd. though i also love derek-jackson bros
  • My OTP for them: you know who…
  • My second choice pairing for them: hmm…allison, i think. though i like derek/parrish, too
  • My fluffy pairing for them: stiles who sits on the other end of derek’s couch and flails around while talking incessantly, bringing over take out and movies and books and board games, and kinda forcing himself obnoxiously into derek’s life bc derek just looks lonely, okay? and derek is really angry about it, but he starts to grow used to stiles and likes to listen to him talk, even though it’s like white noise in the bg, and he likes the content sweet smell of stiles when he’s rambling to derek, and how it intensifies if derek actually RESPONDS, and derek can smell him for hours afterwards in the house/apartment because stiles’ scent is that strong, or maybe derek recognizes it that much.

  • My angsty pairing for them: stiles post-nogitsune, who is super broken and plagued by nightmares and depression, and then the donovan stuff happens, and if you add on the s6 getting sucked into a parallel universe thing, stiles is just fucked up, okay? and he calls derek one night the summer after he graduates and is like “i can’t do this. how did you even get up each morning?” and derek is like halfway across the BLOODY COUNTRY and he talks to stiles almost nonstop as he drives back to beacon hills, scared stiles is gonna do something STUPID, and stiles just talks and talks like he hasn’t talked to anyone in AGES and derek realizes he probably HASN’T because stiles is like that, all words as armor unless it actually matters, and then it’s all denial and suppression, but stiles is talking like a dam broke, and derek listens and maybe derek talks to, just to share his pain bc he thinks stiles will understand and maybe find a tiny bit of comfort in it, and derek doesn’t hang up as stiles falls asleep on the phone, and stiles’ phone goes dead at some point but he calls him back when he wakes up, and derek listens as stiles fixes breakfast and then runs a bath and it should be weird that stiles is talking about college classes and majors while in the bathtub, but derek knows neither of them want to hang up, so they just keep talking. then derek pulls up in front of stiles’ house, and stiles looks out the window, phone still pressed to his ear, and he smiles just a small smile, and says, “you’re really here, right?” and derek says, “come down and see for yourself” and derek stays the night and sleeps on the couch and then they leave for a crosscountry road trip the next day, despite the sheriff being unsure about the whole thing, but the sheriff tells derek to take care of stiles and derek promises and stiles just brings a small bag and derek loves him so much in that moment but knows it’s not about that, so they just put on the radio and drive.

  • My favorite poly ship for them: derek/stiles/parrish, though i kinda love derek/chris/stiles 
  • My weirdest pairing for them: i have a soft spot for derek/melissa

anonymous asked:

Personal question: (around) how many times have you had sex in your life? Cus your fics has honestly made me more kinky in my sex life ever since I read them. Hahahaha