I wonder if it would be wrong of me to try and finance enough money to be able to go back to college. See heres the thing, I originally had a full ride to University of Oregon right, I didn’t have to pay a dime, all I had to do was keep my grades up and attend classes and I’d get to attend any class I wanted to at their expense.
But here’s the thing, I started to get really sick, both physically and mentally, and there were several really close deaths in my family at the same time, so I just couldn’t attend class because I was too sick, I was too psychotic [literally, I’m schizophrenic they didn’t know at the time so I wasn’t getting treatment], and was grieving the loss of some close family members, so I couldn’t make the attendance record, so my scholarship was taken away, but that isn’t the problem.
The problem is I owe University of Oregon itself $12,891.65 for not showing up to classes.
And the problem with this is, until I pay this off I can never go back to any college ever again, because FAFSA will not give you a loan unless you send all of your transcripts to the university you want to attend, and University of Oregon has frozen my transcripts.
I attempted to apply to a nearby university here, they accepted me, but said they couldn’t register me for classes or get me funding via federal aid until I sent my University of Oregon transcripts, they said this was the case with any university I would ever attempt to apply to.
I worked so hard to be so near graduation, and all those courses that had already been paid for are frozen because of one term where I got too sick to function.
It’s my dream to study physics and mathematics at school, I’m really interested in these fields, and I’m devastated that I’ll never be able to go to university ever again, because of this. I just wanted to go to school and learn about things I’m interested in, and now I never can again.
… would it be appropriate to try and raise money over the course of years via this blog to try and go back to university one day in the future, or is that selfish of me? I honestly don’t know, there’s just so many other people who need money to survive, and I just want money to go back to school, so I don’t know.
Like I don’t care how long it takes to raise it … I just ….. want to go back to school eventually, and every month they add 87 dollars to the total.
I’m disabled and on SSI so I can’t ever pay this back by myself, it is literally impossible. Is it selfish of me to make a youcaring for this and advertise it on this blog? Again I don’t care how long it takes I just want to go back to school sometime in my life?
so… i really love everything that @elithien does. all of her work (whether fanart, trinkets, fashion design… i can keep going) is absolutely stunning. when i found out Constellations was coming out, there wasn’t even a question as to whether i’d be supporting it. she’s one of the artists on here that’s inspired me to get back into my own (Infinitely Worse™) art after years and years of creating nothing (and filling a void i didn’t realize was there as a result). for that alone, i’m thankful that she’s willing to share so much of her work with all of us.
anyway, that’s a lot of gushing and i just really love her work and her aesthetic and yeah and the end. thank you SO much @elithien for all of your beautiful work!! ♡ i’m so happy i found your creations, and i can’t WAIT to see what else you have in store for us. ( ´ ◡ ` )
Moments I have witnessed intense KnB fans in Japan
Upon request here’s my post of personal experiences I’ve seen or been in that show how Japanese KnB (mainly Akashi) fans are that you probably won’t see too often back in your home country. *If you are one of these fans, I’m not saying stop doing it or you shouldn’t do it, but just be responsible and don’t neglect other priorities and don’t inconvenience others…and be reasonable. Also these are things I’m not used to seeing so for me it’s quite eyebrow-raising. Thanks.
Sorry but I'm so uncomfortable with these anons you're publishing and respectfully disagree with all of this, punishing harry by cancelling preorders because you guys are angry about babygate is frankly unfair and not something I want to be a part of. It's not Harry's fuckin fault and it makes anyone who does this look selfish to even consider something like that just to prove a point to Sony who don't give a flying fuck. If you guys love Louis, you will support the love of his life. Period.
you seem to not understand how capitalism and consumer culture works so let me break it down for you.
people are not obligated to pay for products they don’t want. they don’t have to justify their decision with a reason you find acceptable because it’s not your money. it’s theirs.
whether people choose not to buy it because they find themselves not actually liking the music all that much or because of sony, you don’t get a say.
Other people get money for being married; they get health benefits for being married; they get money for having children. When we want to be able to kiss and hold hands on the street without being beaten up, suddenly we’re asking for special rights.
If I were to start a sort of art competition, would this be of interest to you guys?
It would be based in the Hunter x Hunter fandom, I haven’t decided if I want specifically KilluGon or anything in general, but there would be a money prize!
I would award the top three, based off of myself and maybe one or two other people’s votes, a money prize, with first place making somewhere between $200-$300. I might also do two categories, one for the most skill, and one for the most creative.
I haven’t decided if I actually want to do this yet or not, but to all artists out there, would this be of interest to you?
If it is, or if you want to spread the word, please give this a reblog so I can see how many people would actually find this interesting. Or if you see it and know any artists, please shoot this their way.
I’ve never done anything like this before, but I’ve always kind of wanted to?
I can get that stuff would be stressful. But I mean, I looked for a long time through the asks and saw a single rude comment. I have a lot of friends that are fans of you as well and I haven't heard anyone getting mad over people sending death threats. Which I think they would. And even if that's been happening, people being so immature about it, then why react like this? How is it proving that you're any better? I don't want to insult you man I just... this isn't a good way to deal with it.
I’m not that kind of person who likes to make dramas just by a silly and pointless thing. And I’m not telling that I’m better than others. That’s immature.
Is not a good way to deal with it making a 15 minutes of video insulting people and crying and showing frustration and showing a bad impression of myself. That’s also immature.
I talked with Camila, she even supported me about doing that video…because…is just something funny! Also I even showed the video to the Storyshift creator (There was a little misunderstanding about using her AU, but we could solve that situation and it was cool)
If there’s people who doesn’t have any sense of humor or are really sensitive, I can’t change their point of view. But I can invite them to unfollow me and stop watching my content if that is really offensive for them.
I prefer taking those bad comments and suggestions with humor because I prefer make people laugh. Fortunately they don’t have to deal with all the pressure I’m having right now.
Also, if I want to use another AU or character for the real project , I will contact with the creator. I’m not just taking a character because yes. Everything has a way to be when you’re using characters from other people and getting some money with them.
Summary: Ethan brags to everyone in his crew about getting head from Y/N and one of them gets an idea.
Warnings FOR ENTIRE SERIES: Drugs/sexual assault/Violence
A/N: Twins are older in this. So I’ve never wrote anything about these subjects before and at any point if you are uncomfortable please stop reading! Also, requests are on hold until I finish the series! Still open, just won’t be posting! Now without further ado, I present Drug Lord Ethan.
I decided Grayson needed to come with me on his job. This guy who knew Y/N’s boyfriend had been giving us some trouble. Apparently Justin was apart of a new gang and was determined to get back at me for keeping Y/N. I wasn’t worried though. Grayson had already gotten the media to brush off Y/N’s disappearance as if she went on a random vacation or something. Grayson and I exchanged a look, before Grayson went into the fight as I watched Nate slammed this guy’s body against the brick wall behind him. Grayson was kicking the poor guy while slamming his head against the wall. Alex was keeping a lookout while Cameron kneed the guy continuously. I pulled out my knife ready to show this guy I don’t play games. He had stolen a bunch of money from me in product and I wasn’t about to look like a fool around here. Especially with this Justin dude coming around. I already didn’t like him and I wanted to end him. “Dolan!” My cue. I put a smile on my face as I walked over to see what my crew had done to him. His nose was busted and bloody. He was even spitting blood. After being punched, kicked, and thrown into a wall repeatedly I would probably be spitting blood too. I pulled my switchblade out and I pressed the metal against his throat which he winced. I leaned in close to his ear and I whispered.
“Don’t double cross me Evans.” I then jabbed my knife right in his stomach while he banged his head on the wall behind him. He let out a groan as I twisted the knife just a tad before pulling it out. Blood began to pump out of his stomach as he grasped his new wound with his hand. “Tell Kelley he has week to give me my money or his pretty girlfriend gets it.” I demanded and he nodded showing he understood. The other guys looked to me. I closed up my switchblade before leaving the scene. The guys followed behind me.
“What the hell was that Dolan?” Alex belted.
“Why didn’t you kill him? You’re not going soft because of that girl are you?” Nate asked but I chuckled.
“I’m anything but soft when I’m with her. Actually about 25 minutes ago, she sucked me off.” I bragged and they stopped walking and looked at me in awe.
“What?” Grayson asked confused.
“Dude was she good?” Nate snickered and I nodded.
“I’ve gotten head from a lot of women, but Y/N’s made me bust faster than I ever thought. I honestly wanted to fuck her right there on my bed, and I probably would have is Alex didn’t text me saying you guys needed me.” I looked at Alex. “But it’s whatever. Most likely Kelley won’t be able to pay off his debt and I’ll have to kill him. Then I’ll keep Y/N around for some time.” I gloated but Grayson looked irritated at me. “And the way she moaned daddy.” I bit my bottom lip as I remembered the memory.
“Dude maybe we can pass her around? It’s been sometime since I got some good dick sucking.” Cameron chuckled, but I felt something snap in me.
“Go for it.” I smirked to myself. “It felt hella good. Like damn imagining her naked with her ass in the air–”
“Dude stop you’re making me hard.” Aaron says which we all just belted with laughter. Grayson was speed walking way ahead of us. “Damn Y/N is pretty hot.” He chuckled
“Gray where are you going? We have other stops to make.” I hollered, but he didn’t stop.
“I’m going to check on Angie. I’m sure you can do this next round without me.” He snapped back but I just shook it off. I knew he was getting angry with me. I didn’t really care at this point to be honest. He was just being a bitch since Angie is staying around more so now he’s being all sensitive.
I was lying on the futon crying. I missed Justin, but I know if I see him again I won’t be able to look at him the same. I know he would be furious if he knew I sucked another guy off besides him. Justin was the jealous type, but it wasn’t cute. He was scary when he was jealous. It was like watching all hell break lose. The thought of what he would do to Ethan after he found out that he forced me to suck him off was unfathomable. Yes I didn’t want to do it, but that didn’t mean I wanted Justin to hurt him or anything. I just wanted Justin right now. I wanted to go home and pretend all of this never happened.
“Hey Y/N?” I recognized the voice as Angie. I wish the door would lock on the inside instead of the outside so I could lock myself in here to die. “I brought you some clothes.” I turned around and she noticed my ripped blouse. “What the hell happened to you Y/N? Did Ethan do this?” She demanded as she rushed over to me.
“It’s nothing really. It just happened okay? Don’t tell him I don’t want to get in anymore trouble.” I stammered as I could feel tears pooling in my eyes. Angie wraps me in a hug while I cried into her shoulder. The bedroom door opens as Grayson walked in.
“Grayson did you know about this? Did you know he did this to her?” Angie questioned Grayson sternly. He was speechless at first, but finally spoke up.
“Ethan was telling us about it. I left to come back here while they went to go find some other people that owe us money.” He looked to me sympathetically. I remembered I was still shirtless. I quickly grabbed the clothes Angie brought me while I excused myself to the bathroom so I could get dressed.
I opened the door and looked at what I was wearing in the mirror. I was wearing a black sweater with skulls all over the fabric as I was wearing red pajama shorts. “Did you guys get the Evans dude?” Angie asks which peaked my interest. I pressed my ear against the door to hear better.
“Yeah Ethan gave him the message to give to Kelley and he stabbed him.” Angie was wrapped up in Grayson’s arms. Obviously she was worried about the life Grayson lived and she wanted him to always be safe. Then it clicked what Grayson just said.
“Ethan stabbed Justin?” I shouted in shock. Grayson and Angie both jumped at my outburst, but I didn’t care right now.
“No no no Y/N calm down.” Just then I heard the front door of the house swing open. I heard a group of guys chuckling as I ran into the living room.
“You stabbed Justin? How could you?” I could feel tears brimming in my eyes and he Ethan looked at me confused.
“What the fuck? Calm down damn.” Ethan laughed as the rest of the guys did the same. Grayson and Angie ran into the living room standing behind me. The dirty blonde guy and the dark haired white guy move to sit down on the couch while they lit up a joint. “I didn’t kill anyone, but I will if you keep acting like this. Damn Y/N.” He chuckled while looking to his friends. I’ve had enough of this. I was hungry, tired, and still in complete shock over the fact that my life was completely flipped upside down all in one day. My hand raised up as I slapped my hand across his face hard.
She fucking slapped me. The room grew silent as she looked me in the eyes. Her brown eyes were filled with tears and hurt. “Ooo Y/N I’d be careful or else you may have to suck his dick again.” Cameron says but I raise my hand to signal him to stop talking. I looked back to Y/N who was still crying.
“You told them?” She asked between tears. “Wow I’m not surprised considering you only ever look out for yourself. You never loved or cared about anyone, but yourself.” A smirk appears on her face. “That’s why you want to kill Justin. You don’t want anyone else to have me.” I scoffed at her statement.
“No I want to kill him because he double crossed me sweetheart. I don’t care about you or anyone else, but me remember?” I snickered at her, but she stuck her bottom lip out. “Don’t make me show you who’s boss again. Unless you want me to.” I said with a wink while Alex and Cameron started wooing.
“I hate you.” Was all she said as she turned around and shoved passed everyone else to get back to her room. I just laughed as I walked into the kitchen having some dinner finally. Everyone stood silent, as I made me something to eat.
“Are you fucking serious Ethan?” Angie asked me as I shrugged at her. “The poor girl has had everything she has ever known ripped away from her in a day. Please try and sympathize with her Ethan.” Angie defends.
“Yeah that was kind of harsh. I mean even for you dude.” Nate chimes in and I just groaned.
“Look if you’re both so worried about her go talk to her about feelings and shit. She tried to runaway. I’m not the one who made the dick sucking comment.” I argued pointing at Cameron. “Besides she’s here because of her boyfriend. She didn’t have to come here to pay off his debt.” I shoved a spoonful of cold pasta in my mouth.
“How would you feel if someone treated Sam like this.” Grayson asks and everyone grows silent. I grabbed my bowl of pasta and pushed past everyone and stopped by Grayson. I gave him a look of pure hate.
“Tomorrow by sunset if Justin still hasn’t paid you kill him.” I mumbled coldly. Grayson and Angie give a light gasp.
“Eth–” Grayson tries to empathize, but I smacked his hand away.
“That’s a fucking order. If you won’t kill him I’ll do it myself!” I snapped as I pushed past Grayson. “I’m through with these fucking games!” I shouted as I stormed off to my room. I looked at the half smoked blunt on my nightstand. I gazed at my pasta thinking it would taste better if I was high. I sat my pasta bowl down while I grabbed the blunt and placed the blunt between my lips. I lit one end as I inhaled deeply as I felt the smoke burn my throat. I was feeling myself unwind until I heard a scream in the other room.
INTP and ISFJ walking down the road on the way to the cafe to get ice cream.
INTP: Do you have money?
ISFJ: *grumbling* Some…
INTP: *turning to look at ISFJ* You don’t have money? I’ll pay.
ISFJ: What? No. I do.
INTP: Is it enough to sustain you?
ISFJ: I guess? It’s enough for a cone.
INTP: ……I’ll pay.
ISFJ: NO. I have money. I intend to use said money. I won’t let you or other people to use money on me.
INTP: I’ll never understand why you’re so uptight about letting people pay for you.
ISFJ: Well, how’d YOU feel if I said I was going to pay for you?
INTP: *thinks for a while as she realises certain exploits if her dependency was placed in another’s hands* Nope. No. Nuh-uh. I don’t like being paid for. I don’t mind paying, but being paid for is a no-no.
ISFJ: See? It’s the same!
INTP: But think about it, I have enough money to buy two and you have enough for one. Ideally, you need extra pocket for curriculum tomorrow, so I bet you’d use more money. We can shift the weight of payments to a willing participant –me– so that you have more “insurance”!
ISFJ: *thinks for a while, and stops walking* Maybe I’ll just not buy anything.
INTP: OH FOR FUCK’S SAKE.
ISFJ: This is me being economical, okay?
INTP: *sighs* Fine. Let’s just head straight home then. Hold on a sec, I need to go to the toilet.
ISFJ: Okee dokey.
INTP did not go to the public toilet. INTP instead sprinted – bought two cups of ice cream – under three minutes and ran back.
ISFJ: What the hell? You lying little….
INTP: Lying? No such thing. *hands ISFJ ice cream as she begrudgingly accepts* Economical with truth? Let’s go with that.
ISFJ: I hate you.
INTP: Oh don’t be so economical with truth, ISFJ. You sound hypocritical.
—INTP continued making stupid pickup lines to ISFJ as ISFJ silently cringes while eating her vanilla ice cream in suffering.—