i feel so absolutely terrible asking for donations, but my situation is getting worse by the day and there’s only so much i can do
despite my compromised immune system i work part time (i’m an essential worker) but i make very little due to few hours. i’ve lived with my mother for my whole life and she has always been incredibly emotionally and verbally abusive. since the start of the covid-19 pandemic, her treatment of me has become something i am unable to tolerate without shutting down. i’m at the point where it’s hard to function. each day is a battle with her that leaves me wondering if suicide is the only way out. she’s begun wildly gaslighting me and triggering shutdowns and dissociation. i’m so tired from both work and doing everything for her + my emotional exhaustion that i can sleep all day (and i do).
i have actually started a profile for affordable living for my boyfriend and i today, but nyc affordable living is a lottery you must apply for. my boyfriend is also a trans man and lives out of state, but was put out of work by the pandemic. his home life is also not ideal. at this moment in time, neither of us have the savings or income to even apply for housing. all that i know is, my mother is telling me i need to leave asap.
please, if you can, donate to help me, my boyfriend @dadbodsarehot, and my pet rescue duck into a better and safer situation. i didn’t know where else to turn.
please reblog this if you can’t donate. thank you so much, everyone.
here’s a picture of my duck, paz, to make you smile (you may have seen her around social media)
(This turned out a lot longer than I planned)
I feel like now’s the time to introduce my Honey, he is a daemon named Hydrus. Specifically a daemon that feeds on feelings of fear. Fear daemons are rare like sadism daemons (I feel like the ones that feed on ‘bad emotions’ are more rare. There are probably a lot of empathy/serenity/sex daemons. Correct me if I’m wrong though). He was a steward once but hasn’t been one since a certain empathy daemon named Regulus went rogue. When he heard about what he had done, he blamed himself for not guiding Regulus like he should have. From what I gather daemons are hardwired to farm the emotions that need, have different specialized abilities based on what they eat. Like how sex daemons can change their appearance to be able to suit anyones preferences. He has abilities that let him bend the shadows around him and create shadow creatures out of them. (If there is anything more universally feared than the dark, then it’s what lives in it) not to mention the fact that even without using his abilities, he has a generally rough and scary look and presence. He’s not actually that bad, a bit rough around the edges and a bit of a tsundere at times but he feels deeply. When it comes to his methods of feeding, he understands the emotion he needs isn’t generally wanted, but it is a necessity. In dangerous situations, fear makes the adrenaline and fight or flight kick in. Fear is meant to keep you alive, but it’s not always needed. He tends to feed at times like that, where it’s not endangering anyone and he doesn’t have to scare anyone more than he already does. He also likes to feed on fear from nightmares. It’s a situation that isn’t real and after he’s had his fill, the person slips back into sleep; none the wiser. It’s a win win. This habit lead to his steward, Andromeda, calling him her ‘little dream-eater’. He met Guy when he was coming back from searching for a nightmare and Guy was out delivering for Max’s. They (quite literally) ran into each other and Guy nearly fell in his ass. Hydrus caught him by the waist and stood him back up. Guy kind of just stared at this scary yet attractive stranger. Who was still holding his waist nonetheless. Hydrus uttered a curt ‘sorry’ and brushed past Guy. As Guy got back in his car he remembered to take deliveries in this part of town more often.
(I gotta cut this off here or I’ll go on forever)
Bright: *sneaking back into the house, turns on lights*
Sam: *turning around in his chair* you want to tell me where you were?
Bright: with Tank?
Tank: *turning around in their own chair* wanna try again?
I want shifted Darlin' content
I want Sam petting shifted Darlin'
I want Darlin', David and Asher to play wrestle as wolves
I want Darlin' and the pack wolf cuddle pile
I want my cuddly, reckless wolf and I want them NOW
Darlin calls Sam ‘shawty’ just for the look on his face after.
Milo being in charge of booking the hotel for a security job and accidentally booking two conjoined rooms instead of separate rooms for everyone (Aggro stepped on the keyboard). Leading to a very disgruntled Alpha and a video sent to a group chat with all the mates and pack members still in Dahlia. Asher sends a recording of a dark room only illuminated by his phone flashlight. It’s shows about fifteen shifters spread out across two rooms. Some haphazardly splayed on the beds, some on little nests of blankets on the floor. Milo is shown to be lying half on the bed and half on the nightstand using a jacket for a pillow. Christian is laying properly on the bed, with Arden’s foot stuck right in his face as she lays diagonally with her face flat on the foot of the bed. Amanda lies next to Christian with part of her leg draped over Arden. Asher walks through the maze of shifters on the ground, pointing the camera to each as he passes. He walks into the next room to show Brooks lying on the counter. More shifters lie on the floor, Asher pans the camera to the foot of the bed to show Miguel almost falling off. Asher whispers to the camera,
“And you won’t believe this.” As he pans his phone to show David and Tank lying in the bed together, both having to sit upright to fit and leave room for Miguel. They are resting against each other comfortably. Tank sits with their arms crossed and head tilted slightly back as it rests on David’s head, which is in turn resting on their shoulder. He sits with his hands loosely in his lap. They sleep with a stoic yet calm look on their faces as the two wolves lean into one another. Asher turns the camera to himself and walks over. He carefully lays down on their legs,resting his head on his sweatshirt that he put in between Tank and David. He positions the camera so all three of them are in shot, as if he’s taking a selfie. Tank and David move a little in their sleep and the video abruptly cuts off. The last thing on the screen being Asher’s scared face quickly turning. The group chat laughs about Milo’s mistake and Angel fawns over all of them sleeping as a group. Sweetheart says they knew they should have checked the reservations for Milo. Sam just smiles at his wolf finally learning how to be with their pack.
The moment the pack knows Darlin is really back is when they start giving people shit again. They’re happy their lovable asshole is back and they can finally tease them in return without being scared they’ll drive them off.
More Hydrus and Guy
The two don’t run into each other for a while until Guy is out walking to a bus stop from the store. Unfortunately from him it started raining halfway there and now he regrets not wearing a jacket. He sees Hydrus sitting under the bus stop hood typing on his phone. Guy walks along the path, getting closer and closer to this…stranger. Does running into someone really count as meeting? He sits on the opposite side of the bench, trying to give as much space as possible. He takes this time to sneak glances at the attractive stranger and take in his appearance. The tall man leans against the corner of the bus stop hood, one leg stretched out in front of him, the other propped up on the bench with his arm resting over it. He wears a white button up with the first two buttons undone. The tie has been untied and discarded. It drapes off his neck framing the teasing window of his chest. A large trench coat rests over his shoulders, the empty sleeves hanging limp and his sides. The coat seems to have taken the brunt of the rain, but his black hair still looks damp, and his shirt clings to his chest, the rain causing the white fabric to turn see though. Guy is so caught up in his appearance that he doesn’t notice the piercing eyes staring at him.
“It’s rude to stare.” Guy startles from his thoughts and looks up at the annoyed set of dark eyes staring back at him. He sits up straight and laughs awkwardly.
“I’m, uh, sorry about that, Just didn’t think I’d be seeing you again, Mr. mysterious stranger.” Guy gives a playful, lopsided smile, a faint blush of embarrassment from being caught staring still on his cheeks. It’s an adorable sight. Hydrus tilts his head and slowly looks the man in front of him up and down. He feels the man’s emotions spike. Embarrassment, intrigue…fear. Hydrus furrows his brow. Why does it feel so wrong to cause this stranger fear? He scoffs lightly and looks away.
“Kind of stupid to not be wearing a jacket.” Guy rubs the back of his neck and he looks out towards the street as it gets obscured in the downpour.
“Yeah, didn’t think it was gonna rain tonight. At least this bus stop has a cover, and I got some handsome company too.” Guy winks at Hydrus. The daemon freezes.
‘Is this unempowered stranger really flirting with him right now. Usually people all avoid him, give him a wide berth, both empowered and unempowered people alike. Yet here this guy is, flirting with him.’ Hydrus tilts his head,
“I’m grateful for the shelter from the rain too, but my company seems to be doing his best impression of a popsicle.” Guy didn’t even realize how cold he was. He had been too preoccupied with the man I front of him. Before the can get out a response, a thick bundle of fabric is pushed towards him. He looks up, surprised. The man looks to his side as he offers his coat. Guy smiles,
“Awww, trying to keep me warm. How kind of you Mr. Mysterious Stranger.” Hydrus narrows his eyes at the teasing and retracts his arm and his coat. Guy quickly starts apologizing inbetween laughs.
“Nooo, I’m sorry, I was just kidding, please, it’s fucking freezing.” He is handed the warm jacket and puts it on, grateful for its heat. “Thank you Mr. Mys-“
“Hydrus”
Guy pauses and smiles.
“That’s an interesting name. I’m Guy.” His voice takes a joking tone, “The Pizza Guy if you will.” Hydrus rolls his eyes and Guys laughs at the joke that he’s probably told a thousand times. A bus drives up to the stop and opens it’s doors. Guy stands and turns,
“I better get going, are you getting on too?”
Hydrus shakes his head.
“Well then thank you for keeping me company.” Hydrus nods.
‘This dude really doesn’t talk much’ Guy thinks as he sits down on the bus, putting his hands in his jacket….not his jacket. Guys eyes widen
‘Oh my god, I just took this persons coat’ in the middle of his freak out he feels something in the coat pocket. He takes it out to find a small piece of paper. It looks like a business card, but all the writing on the front is scribbled out. He turns the card in his hands and finds a phone number on the back, underneath it is a note.
‘Give me my coat back sometime’
-H
Guy smiles at the note and immediately takes out his phone and calls a familiar number.
“Hey Rosa, you’ll never guess what just happened”
Sam gently picking twigs and leaves out of their hair with a soft smile.
I lowkey want sam to take care of darlin after a shift
Him cleaning them up after a day with the pack playing and getting dirty
And them bein pouty amd telling him that they can take care of themselves
While they both know they're over the moon and back with happiness that they're with their mate
Definitely, and it catches Sam by surprise every time.
its canon the wolf boys just walk around the house in hardly any clothing do u think darlin also does this now that theyre more comfortable around sam