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Emergency
Hi guys, a lot of you have seen me talking about my homeless friend Thomas Simmons. And things are dire right now. He’s run out of his insulin entirely after rationing it and I need help getting him more. I really didn’t wanna do this, but he needs $215 for his insulin ASAP and I am willing to trade certain kinds of pictures of myself or art just this once if it means getting my homeless friend medicine at least.
DM me here on Tumblr for any questions.
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Please boost this everyone. I know we’re all going through it right now. I don’t even have enough to cover my own bills cause I wanted Thomas to have the help he desperately needs. He’s a Type 1 Diabetic.  He needs his insulin and a roof over his head.
I will continue to boost this and reblog this as much as it takes to get attention to my friend’s plight. I was there once before. I lost my home after my mom died from cancer and the landlord threw me out. I have a list of commissions I’m trying to get done but when I finish I am reopening them and I will offer anyone a discount to who donates and can submit proof they have. For any further details, just DM me. If I didn’t need insulin, Prozac and metformin myself and glucose test strips, I’d give him my last dollars. And I wanna thank all of you for taking the time to listen. No one deserves to be homeless. Period. And no one asks to have Diabetes. Please be kind and reblog this for me and spread the word.
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Plagiarism
So, it has come to attention that @Bratty-bug has been stealing fics
Another fic she stole from was Kazooli's Enji Fic Which is from May 3rd, 2020
Bratty's fic is Oxytocin is from October 1st this year
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Here are is where she copied
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In the black background is Kazooli's
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Here is another example from the same fic
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This was not hard to find. All it took was looking at some of 'her fics' and slapping a paragraph into google search.
Do not send her death threats over this. Death threats over fiction is idiotic and makes everyone look bad in the end. Also, pretty sure you can get in serious trouble for sending death threats too.
So @Bratty-bugg or @pretty-pillow-princess, stop stealing fics. No, changing a few words around doesn't make it an original work.
People work hard on these fics, often for free or by commission, someone stealing said fics is extremely discouraging to writers.
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BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you’re supposed to paste it in the asks of eight people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you’re beautiful inside and out.
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This made my day. Frankly I'm mad my damn tumblr notifications are being shit. Thank you sweet anon. You make up for all the bad ones. You're like a cherry slushie on a hot texas day 😢😢😢😢♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️
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Please Help
Okay guys, I wanna try and help someone I don’t even know but I can tell is in a lot of dire need. https://twitter.com/loball357/status/1449106094807212036 The guy is homeless, sleeping out of his car and is a T1 diabetic and has nothing but that car and the clothes on his back and he’s fixing to be out of insulin. Can someone please help him out? I don’t have anything to give him yet.... I owe some people commissions and I’m getting through them as fast as I can after an annoying series of laptop hiccups. But if any of you guys can show me snapshotted evidence that you donated something to this man, whether $5 or $10 or whatever you can, I’ll do a drabble for you with your favorite character or pairing from ANY media. Even if it’s a NOTP for me, I will fucking do it. I’m so tired of fellow diabetics suffering. This guy could easily be my dad or the father of a friend. Even if he isn’t, he’s a fucking human being and deserves help.
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Not going to sleep because I’m on a roll now. And because my mania is awake too and thus, until the Prozac kicks in, I’m gonna put out as much work I owe as possible. And even after it kicks in.
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So I think I owe a deep apology for not being good about keeping in touch with you all throughout the entirety of my psychiatric struggles.  I have been seeing a lot of my friends going through difficult, horrible crisis too. And it’s time for me to push myself harder than I have ever pushed myself before.  I worry about my friends. And strangers too. Anyone who is going through pain that cannot be erased like an Etch-A-Sketch, as is often the case. It’s not easy. It never is. But I want you to know you’re not alone, anyone following me who is suffering with their emotions or grief too...I’m here. And I am sending you the love I can give. The National Suicide Hotline is available to those in the US here: 800-273-8255, it’s open 24/7. For those who prefer not to speak and instead text to communicate, www.crisistextline.org is a valuable resource. For my International Darlings, I found a wonderful post with a list of resources available to those of you outside of the US. https://togetherweare-strong.tumblr.com/helpline Stay strong...you’re not fighting alone.
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Author: @dollfacedwithadirtymind​ Rating: E for everyone, except rabid BakuDeku antis.  Characters: Izuku Midoriya + Bakugou Katsuki Summary: What if people never got to see what the color of a sunrise looked like until they first saw it with their future lover? And what if you just might lose your future lover before you even get the chance to know that beauty? Author’s Note: This was  a bit of a challenge to write. I haven’t been doing well at all lately but I wanted to try and push myself to give something to the community of BNHAHarem and our dedicated readers.  I hope I can keep this momentum going despite everything. Please be sure to check out the amazing work of my fellow Harem members. They all do so much and deserve recognition, go here.
The battle had been brutal the previous evening and well into the night but at the end of the day, Bakugou had no doubt in his mind that he and his comrades would emerge victorious. He could always count on a solid victory when working with his 1-A classmates and sensei.  And another thing he could always count on was for that fucking idiot Deku to get himself hurt worse and worse every time. Not just physically, but mentally, and he could never hide his inner anguish from Bakugou. There was so much he wanted to say to him. So much he wanted to express from inside the depths of the cage he affixed around his own heart. But it ended the same every single time they parted ways in the night. Deku either weakly telling him goodnight and limping off...or, Deku being taken to the hospital, looking as if Godzilla had used him for a toothpick. Did he realize how reckless he was being not just with his own life, but Bakugou’s? The blond knew Midoriya’s ever dedicated heart to the people they vowed to protect would never allow him to back down from a fight. No matter how detrimental it was to that green eyed fool. The same fool who always managed to waltz hand in hand with his emotions endlessly, for as long as he could remember. Bakugou hadn’t even realized it in that caged heart inside of his body, strong and unyielding, was the opposite of his exterior...soft. Weak. Weak for his rival. “Fucking idiot...you fucking peabrain....’‘ He said, sounding more anguished than he wanted to. Izuku for his part, couldn’t respond. That’s because he was unconscious...or rather, in a coma.  Midoriya’s catharsis was always that he had to put everyone in the entire fucking world above himself. Even if it killed him, which is what the bereaved blond at his bedside was thinking happened. Aizawa had left the room a long time ago. The other classmates of 1-A feared his instability.  Bakugou had gravely injured the LoV associate who had wounded Izuku so terribly. That was the little satisfaction he could get. His sweaty, calloused hand brushed those leafy green bangs out of Izuku’s battered face.  ‘I hate you. I hate you so fucking much Izuku. I hate that you’re hurt. I hate that you never fucking think of the people you hurt by playing Captain Save The Day. Now look at you...if you don’t wake up, I’ll hate you forever and never forgive you....’ ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Within the strange world inside of Izuku’s subconscious, it was an entirely different scene. In fact it almost seemed as if he wasn’t even in his body anymore. Like he was adrift in the air like a careless cherry blossom in the spring breeze. Suddenly all around him, there was a brilliant light from the sky above. In front of him stood a vast field of flaming red poppy flowers. Birds sang...and everything looked beautiful...there wasn’t any destruction or crying people...almost. His ears picked up a sound he hadn’t heard in a long time.  Not since that night All Might revealed he had to retire.  Crying. Ragged, sorrowful, anguished crying. A voice cracking from grief. Izuku didn’t even stop to think for an instant. He didn’t bother apologizing to the flowers he treaded upon to try and reach the source of the sobbing.  Standing alone on the opposite side, growing more and more apparent as the distance closed between the two of them, Izuku could see the source of the bereaved noises.  “Kaachan! Kaachan! What happened?! What’s wrong?! Please, I’m coming, it’s gonna be okay!’‘ He called out, and yet something suddenly tugged upon his neck, causing him to cry out and fall down into the poppies. Shrouded in darkness behind him, holding a red hot chain, was the grinning and mishapen face of the one people knew as All For One.  Swearing, Deku stood up stubbornly. ‘’Fuck off you bastard! Kaachan needs me!’’ “You’ll have to fight me harder if you wanna see your little loverboy again.’‘ Taunted All For one, his form growing monstrous and even more inhuman than he had already looked, the chain burning Izuku and making him scream as he was tugged backwards. ‘No...no I can’t....Kaachan....Kaachan needs me. I need him too! Kaachan...I’m gonna win just like you!’ Straining and screaming from pain and the effort it took to resist the forces pulling him towards All For One, he gave a final roar of animalistic rage and desperation as he lunged forward, the sound of metal links snapping as he broke the chain around his neck and rushed forward with newly amplified zeal until he reached his sobbing friend...wrapping his arms around Bakugou. ‘I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I won’t leave you behind I promise! Never!’ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Bakugou’s eyes hurt from staying awake for hours on end. And from the crying he had been doing. He had been so tired and emotionally drained he didn’t even notice the bruised and rough hand stroking the back of his head tenderly as he rested his face on Izuku’s chest. Not till calloused fingers wiped some tears off the side of his jaw. Snapping into realization, Bakugou looked to the side and at a weakly smiling Izuku.  He wanted to be mad. He wanted to hate him. Why did his heart feel so different when he looked at Deku’s smiling face? “Kaachan...your eyes are red like the sun coming up outside...’‘ Said Izuku, tears rolling down his face of joy as he realized quicker what it took a little longer for Bakugou to notice. Bakugou glanced out the window, catching the glorious sight of the crimson morning sun. The tears began again.  ‘‘You fucking moron...I thought you were--fuck it.’‘ And he delicately pushed his lips onto Izuku’s. He didn’t know where things would go from here. He didn’t know the future had in store for them individually, let alone as a pair. But he was happy he was going to have the chance to find out.
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I’m so sorry my love. I wish I could snuggle you right now.
You are so precious to me and I hope you know how amazing you are.
Take all the time you need to heal, and know that you are loved greatly 💛
Thank you so much lovely <3  I don’t usually complain about my feelings or depression but I really have been feeling it hard.... You’re so so important to me too and I am always happy to see you. I’m lucky you’re my friend....beyond lucky tbh.
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Sweetie I'm so sorry for what your going through. I wish I could hug you through the internet. Sending love and hugs 💞💕
Batsy, I am happy to hear from you so very very much. I’m doing all I can. I appreciate all the love and hugs and god knows if I could hug you through my laptop screen I would.
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Baybeeee!!! I’ve missed you so so much!
I’m glad I could put a smile on that beautiful face, but I’m sad it’s been so long since there was one there.
Need to talk about it? I’m here for you always 💛
I just feel like I could vanish and not be missed. I miss my mom so much. I thought I got over it. And the truth is I'm not over it. The only thing that helped me sleep besides kind and loving words from my precious people such as yourself, is spraying h2r perfume on my pillows so it feels like I'm laying on her.
Mid Autumn Festival reminds me of the first and only time I got to celebrate it with her. I just feel weird. The first time I tried traditional dishes, mooncakes...was allowed to indulge in that part of me.
I had a dream. I was in deep dark water and there was a circle of wavy light above me. I floated up and up until I reached the top, my head above water....and there was a vast blue grey sky above me. I floated and looked beside me and mom was there. So many I knew were there. It felt calm. Like the soft cool hand of the old nurse who took care of me when I got sepsis as a kid.
I get the feeling people don't really want me around...and it makes the depression already here worse. But I love you. I love you and everyone who ever showed me love and kindness. I am trying to fight these thoughts in my head and remember how light and soft it felt floating above the water with my mom and others I knew. And I wanna be around to talk to you and others I love.
I'd also really like to live my dream and have an acre of land with animals. And the flowers my mom and grandma loved. Most of all I wanna live so I can make you and everyone I love happy.
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💫✨💕send this to ten bloggers you think are wonderful. keep the game going 💕✨
My sweet little bun bun, how I love you so 🥰
This made me smile for the first time in a good while. I love you. Thank you so much. You have no idea what you mean to me.
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I haven’t spoken in a while. And I’m sorry. I’m not well. And I don’t know what to do. I’m sorry to all of you. I don’t know what will happen. But once I finally finish everything important I owe to the people who showed me kindness, I think it would be better if I stayed quiet for a bit longer. My depression is winning. And I don’t really wanna wake up at times.
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how was i not following you already?! why am i like this omg.
also hi ily mucho mucho mucho MUAH 🥰
MUCHO MUCHO AMOR TAMBIEN. I LOVE YOU SO SO MUCH!
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Sukuna x Reader Drabble- Anchored
OOC: my first time trying out Sukuna for JJK, just me fucking around trying to figure out how I want to write him~ CW: NOT SFW, Mature Themes, Not Explicit, Dom/Sub vibes, S&M references, dirty talk, degradation, condescension, Breath Play if you squint —-
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In the header of your other blog, you have the N-word, are you black?
I found the picture of from a HoodNaruto server I used to be a part of, I did not make the header myself, HoodNaruto on Tumblr did. I do not claim that word. I cannot claim that word as that word is a slur in the mouth of anyone who is not black. It is not my word to reclaim and I do not mind changing it if it is hurtful to others.
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