#i'm not going to sublet it with my stuff here

[otterandterrier]

I found the listing for the 1 bedroom apartment next door to mine. rent is more or less what I expected, which is a lot because everything is a lot here these days, including my current studio apartment.

I don't know what to do, like I could *probably* make it, especially if I get more clients (which I might soon), but it might be tight/won't be able to save as much as I've been saving so far. but at the same time what am I even doing with those savings? it's not enough to do anything big, like a trip abroad or a car or a house, and I barely even go on vacation. so why not at least upgrade to a place that at least has a balcony I can sit on...?

[ub-sessed]

Finally moving into my own apartment!! I'm so fucking happy.

But first I need to pack, and my ADHD/ASD brain is balking. I need to break it down into tiny little steps, but every time I try my brain just kind of... clips out.

So I'm gonna try to talk myself through it here, because for some reason my brain finds the idea of doing this in my journal too overwhelming.

For this I will need:

The main task for this weekend is sorting things into three categories: 1. Things That Will Go into Storage for the Summer, l 2. Things That I Will Want with Me over the Summer, and 3. À Donner. (I'm subletting a little studio for the summer to give me time to find a proper apartment for my daughter and I.)

Receptacles (boxes, bins, heavy duty bags)

A way to label the receptacles (Sharpie, frog tape? Different colours of frog tape? Different colours of gaffer tape?)

Tape to close boxes and bins securely

Step 1: Find receptacles.

Do I have containers under my desk that have room for more stuff? I have boxes that have room for more stuff. They would really benefit from being properly sorted but I have to have this done by Sunday so that's not going to happen.

There are waterproof tote bags on the top shelf of my closet.

Somewhere I have enormous suitcase-size ziplock bags that I got at the dollar store. Where are those?

There's at least one folded up cardboard box in the laundry room. Are there containers?

There are a couple big boxes in the living room that could maybe be organized better.

They might have extra boxes at work?

[llunaerian]

i’m a bit late but this is october’s recap.

early in october i finally met my baby cousin, zaya, and she is the cutest most lovely and sweetest bundle of joy i’ve ever seen. we spent a wholesome weekend together and i ate a lot— her mother took me to places i cannot normally afford, so it was pretty nice lol. i also moved out from the studio i was subletting from a friend and into a room even closer to the city center, which made me so happy. there is a housing crisis going on in holland and for me to practically have this room fall onto my lap wasn't just luck, but a miracle, really. i’m so grateful, especially cause i get to live now with a good friend of mine.

i moved out using a cargo bike cause i was moving only 5 minutes away by bike, which was like, 25 minutes walking. i had many boxes + suitcases and didn't want to pay for an uber or take the bus (cause both are extremely expensive in the NL) so i rented a cargo bike, put my boxes in it and moved my stuff. now, if this isn't screaming DUTCH, i don't know what is. where's my citizenship? this is peak dutch behaviour, for real.

i also got boho braids for the first time and i feel like a mermaid. so so pretty! it took 8.5 hours and during the whole time, the lady made me watch nigerian weddings on youtube. it was pretty interesting lol. also, boris, the building cat came to visit me one day before i moved out. (my friend and i named him boris in honor to our dutch friend, who is a ginger called boris). the cat next to boris is the grumpy cat i used to bike past every day on my way to work. adorable!

then there was halloween. my torintje came to the NL to celebrate it with me. here in the NL, halloween is pretty lame cause no one really celebrates it. halloween is the time of the year where i most miss living in the US. they know how to do halloween better than anyone else. after the halloween weekend, i kinda fell into a spiral. i haven't been feeling my best lately and have kind of distanced myself from a couple friends because i was feeling upset, but i feel slightly better about it now and realised i was overacting. i still don't feel great, but.. well, fuck it, we ball.

we carved pumpkins on halloween night and put them outside our house, but less than 24h later, some cunt destroyed them. that's what i mean when i say the dutch don't understand halloween. it was pretty sad and upsetting, but it is what it is, i guess. it's getting dark again at 17pm and I'm starting to lose it, but i continue to hold on to a thread, and hopefully this thread will be strong enough to hold me til the end of the fall/winter. i've been oddly homesick lately, crying pretty much everyday and just wanting to go home. maybe it's cause i'm off the meds, maybe it's cause i'm really done... who knows.

and also: FREE PALESTINE 🇵🇸

[shesthespinstersimmer]

Top of the world (2)

Previous / Beginning / Season 2 is a wrap! Thanks again for reading 🖤

JUDE: Okay, I've risked life and limb to climb up here. Thoughts and dreams. Let's go.

CORA: I think I wanna hire someone for the shop and... promise you won't laugh?

JUDE: Of course not. What is it?

CORA: I think I wanna write a book about queer love; like with interviews and pictures and stuff.

JUDE: That sounds like a great idea! You should do it.

CORA: I wouldn't even know where to start. And what about my house? And my sister?

JUDE: Sublet the house. Hire that person to run the shop; you can manage it from anywhere. As for your sister? Take your time and care for her. Don't worry about money - I could always be your sugar mama.

CORA: *scoffs, then laughs* Cute.

JUDE: I know you're independent. I'm not trying to mess with that. But my cousin selflessly helped me by putting me in touch with people who could open up my world. I want to do the same for you. I got us, baby.

CORA: I don't know what to say.

JUDE: Say you'll let me help you make your dreams come true.

CORA: I love you, Jude Mann.

JUDE: And I love you back, Cora Flores.

[WEIRD & WONDERFUL SEASON 2 IS A WRAP]

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[loverockawaitsyou]

My ex is being weird and not sending my stuff back to me.

Not sure if it's actual negligence, gross procrastination, or some form of retaliation against me for leaving. I can't decide. I hope it's not, but I feel really bad right now. The main thing I am missing is my rock/grunge collection of vinyls, books, posters, and also some museum-quality photography pieces I have. Some of those things are SIGNED and pretty much irreplaceable. And he knows that.

I could have sworn I left on good terms. He really tried to step up in the weeks before I left and also took me to the airport. For about the first 2 weeks after my move, we still were texting and getting along. Since I am in a sublet for now (while I look for a more permanent situation) and flew to Seattle, my ex said he would help store my stuff temporarily and send it to me when I was ready. I really regret that.

I'm also not sure who he's talking to or what he is telling people about my departure. He still works for my toxic bosses, and he also has a side gig where he works for a raging misogynistic comedian with a podcast. I saw some recent episodes are: "When Women are Allowed to Think for Themselves" and "Why Your Woman Run Your Relationship?"... So, yeah...

We then had a big dispute because he hadn't finished a website for me that I asked him to finish WEEKS before my departure (and I gave him months to complete it before that...and I also paid him for it). He then got dodgy and has since been largely avoidant of my messages and calls. Also due to his weird behavior, I decided I'd rather have my stuff back now rather than later. He wouldn't answer my calls for a bit, but after nearly a week of being ghosted, I finally got a hold of him. He claimed he would send my things and pay for it because he felt bad, but still delayed. I insisted that I would pay, but he was like, "No! I'll pay for it."

First I had to tell him my address because he didn't ask, then he claimed he was "transferring funds"in his bank account, so he delayed another couple of days... but another week passed, and... nothing. So, last night, I asked him once again if he is sending my stuff soon, and he ONCE AGAIN has ghosted.

I had to call my friend who lives nearby to reach out to him, and regardless if he responds, she is going to get my things.

Really not sure what is going on here, but I thought our split was amicable. He had exhibited some red flags before, but I never thought he would be so strange after me leaving. I hope I can get my things back. And I probably won't get the money back I paid for him to do a website for me.

[m1shapanda]

1st here a meme i made 25 years ago abt how trivial stuff in xiao's attitude actually proves how much he's growing and how hyv shows character development in the best way when it comes to xiao

(ur gonna have to zoom. also yes it's slightly tilted but i made it on tumblr via my phone BZNDNZ so). im so sane abt him👍

ALSO THE SONG AWRHABDJAN yes 100% starts uncontrollably sobbing

and!!!! unreleased bow lore :) the angst. makes me howl

tbh one of the reasons i see him as giving rly tight hugs is mostly bc he's so unused to physical affection and affection in general (he still remembers the warmth of the other yakshas, but they were as strong as him physically, so he could go all out) that he doesn't really control his strength. most of the time he's scared of breaking you but there are times where he just. lets go and boom<3

i'm actually tearing up. i love him so much the love in my heart just BIOLDS OVER AND TEARS FALL IM CRYINGNGN :(( gosh he's def one of my faves just his writing and the subtle character development he gest throughout the story are my favorite AND IT'S JUST SO GOOD?#@#? i love it when character's development are sublet maybe that's why i like albedo and xiao so much <3

AND FR!! even from a platonic standpoint, you can tell how close traveler and xiao are now!! you can even see in the most recent lantern rite that xiao would be willing to go to a social event because he knew traveler would be there AND traveler being able to tell that xiao is overwhelmed and helps him get out for a lil bit A N D just lets him slowly explain and even reassuring him that he doesn't have to share if he isn't comfy w it (iirc anyways) but he explains anyway AND I LOVE THEIR DYNAMIC.

[scentedchildnacho]

He told me there was a lot of poverty in California so I told him it is The Company and it gives housing based off disability if people won't take on its undesirable aspects they don't give anything

The health benefits from serruya brothers is much better here but if you won't take cardiac studies they don't give anything

He also mentioned SSI so I admitted buying things is too much uncompensated work no consumer rights at all ..Alice Bailey the yuppie idea of life seeks equity with jobs in spaces

And he told me enrolling in school gives stuff.....so I told him I had to go to lots of school young and it causes we can sell nuclear weapons syndromes to stop the parasite....i wasn't ever re compensated for time or paid and I did have to work really hard at thinking....sanskrit has lots of words for love....English one and adjectives if they call you western Europe really hard work all the time

The great depression.....

Germans steal all of people's stuff....it doesn't match axis of evil racial perfection stereotypes and thàts if your going to kill and intern us for German wealth I am going to finally be a Christian lady and go get my Este lauder

If we don't belong here for German japaneese racial perfection then they can leave also

If you agree that schools are men's madhouses and give their prison complexes back to them their much nicer in certain ways

Their for the incarcerated....

I need to breathe I have new things life would not be so unkind as to refuse a normal settlement to poverty....

Tokyo....as a geek haven has promised really any man sublets.....so it's an entity that absorbs to itself a lot of rights....no your white you can go to the bleeds

Morgan lecole de beaux art's....is how all that creepy mentalism is brought back from Europe.....mental drugs and the Germans at the y get to steal all our stuff or liquor people up and steal all of people's stuff ..

The y in experimental studies if you question right life span or age to die has murdered lots and lots and lots of women ...

Its okay to learn the demonologies and subconscious like fasting and stricter worship because their indigenous not Germans......

I knew women homeless longer then me ....and being still is kind of difficult but you can learn to avoid a lot of harm by not obligating oneself to privilege punishments....I'm impoverished I didn't do that financially and I don't have to go there

[dustvoid]

14.05.24

One week until I move over to the UK. If I'm being honest I never thought I would end up moving back. I also didn't think this is where I would be at 27. I know in most cases it is still young but it feels like time is getting on, and if not now then when. I guess that really is why I am going. I don't have anything holding me back or going for me here. No important job or partner. I will miss my family and I will miss my best friend, my other friends I'm not so sure about. I feel like this will only cement the feelings of being friends out of habit, and how we have been drifting away for quite some time. I am looking forward to seeing them when I go, but honestly I am not expecting it to be some amazing night, and I have made peace with that. You can't force people to be who they once were, but it would be nice if they could for one night. I'm fucking terrified to be leaving. I am hiding it well but I don't know why. Everyone keeps saying "you will be fine", "everything will work out" but past experience has taught me that I am someone that things do not just work out for. I don't really know why. I'd say it was karma due to a consistent string of bad decisions, but this was happening before all of that. Some people are just lucky and can fall into things easily, whereas I seem to struggle at every corner. Of course the one person that I know who is also moving has secured a lengthy sublet in the area that I am looking for him. It is laughable at how I expressed how happy I was when inside I was seething with jealousy. A prime example of how things always seem to work out for everyone but me. So yes, I am trying not to but seem to be heading into this with a defeatist attitude, which means it is probably how it will turn out. Trying to manifest a positive outlook and experience but it is hard when you see so much negativity about how difficult the move is, how competitive the market is and how expensive it is. It is very easy to start questioning why I am even doing it. Mostly for the experience and hopefully adventure, but it just feels as though I am already going to regret it and I really don't want to. I so badly want for the good stuff. I guess we will find out.

-H

[wallabywannabe]

My sister is renting a basement unit in a house, and the girl she's renting from (through?) is a business major in her mid twenties who clearly has no idea what she's doing but has drunk the hustle-culture koolaid so hard.

Like, this family owns the house, but they don't want to deal with the details of renting it out, so they "hired" this girl to do it, and this girl keeps acting like she's an equal renter with everyone else in the house, but she's clearly subletting to the rest of them and making a profit. When Cara was hesitant about the price, she dropped it by $500/month without even taking a second to consult the owners first. She had Cara sign a lease, but it was like a basic barebones doc with this girl listed as the landlord and no other normal provisions that landlords typically require of renters. Then she was like, hey, also sign this saying you agree to the main lease! And Cara was like, well obviously I'm not going to sign it when I haven't even read the main lease. And she was like, oh, don't worry it's exactly the same as the first one you signed!

Eventually she did send her the main lease, and it was NOT the same (it had actual lease stuff). And it said all members of the house would be jointly responsible for the monthly rent of ____, with the actual number blacked out. So she doesn'want the rest of the renters to know what the owner is actually charging in rent.

Absolutely insane. I brainstormed with her and Cara's going to create a roommate agreement that clearly outlines how much she will be required to pay so she's not at risk of being on the hook for the full amount, and let this girl make a mess of her own finances as she likes. I can't figure out the mechanics of the exact money making scheme at work here, and there have been a lot of other details that don't make any sense, but Cara did meet the actual owners in the house while they were moving out and did talk to them about the basics, so I can only assume they also have no idea what they're doing and it's not her circus to worry about.

[onesaltyerik]

Ya boi is moving!

Halito! I have not written many fics or entries for fics in what feels like ages. Because I've been stressed and 'brain stuck' from all the recent events that go as thus-

. Tries to move house

. Get's told by realtor I cannot be accepted into new house until it is confirmed I am leaving the current one.

. Wanted to leave the current one anyways as it's INFESTED with mould, dark, dusty, rotting, I fell through the floor a couple times, holes in the wall patched up with shower caulk cause the landlord is a dingus, so my flat and I applied for breaking lease early to get the fuck out of there. . Get confirmed to leave after having to get the council involved cause the landlord wasn't letting us break lease early unless we got new tenants in to replace us, even though legally the house unfit for human habitation until it was fixed up. Landlord agreed to let us go. . We apply for the new place. We need a reference from previous landlord. Previous landlord refuses to give it cause he's butt hurt we decided to fight him on letting us leave early. . Cue slew of unfortunate events, including refusing to sublet the new place because we are over the age of 18 and unmarried, a flatmate's previous landlord (before the shitty one) being dead and unable to give a reference for her, and just general chaos involved in being in your mid twenties and no one wanting to rent to students or apprentices because of stupid reasons like "you're just gonna party and ruin the property value" like bruh no, our parties consist of DND nights and Lord of the Rings marathons, we don't play loud music or have flashing lights or invite a shit ton of people, we're awkward nerds who don't like loud noises and flashing lights!

. Week of moving out comes around, we are told we did not get the place we applied for, have to scramble to find temporary housing and end up splitting up the crew because of it which sucks but what can you do? . Spend the week hauling shit to a storage unit, deep cleaning what we can of the flat (which is honestly just polishing a turd but whatever I guess) spending way too much money on moving companies, rubbish removal folks, and a very flaky cleaning company that did not communicate to their worker what time they needed to be here and kept insisting that the place was a "Two bedroom, Two bathroom, One lounge" flat when I kept telling them in the applications that no it was a "Two bedroom, ONE bathroom, Two lounge" flat (because our flat was designed and laid out by someone on crack I swear there was no logic to the entire place and the kitchen was teeny tiny hallway) and FINALLY getting out of there . Ended up leaving the place for good yesterday and am now sleeping for the next three days and doing nothing because I'm exhausted and I'm eternally grateful for my flatmate MothGod's parents for letting me stay at their place for at least a month until we can all get a place, and I've found out all my stuff has just ABSORBED mould, just coated in the spores. Like there's no visible marks or anything but it smells like decaying house and mustiness and it's just awful so I gotta do some severe laundry and cleaning of all my stuff and hope my figures and bones collections are going to be okay because fuuuuuck that flat being so fucking mouldy! So yeah, been busy, been exhausted, been unmotivated. So hopefully I can get back to doing the things I love once I've properly rested and had time ti deep clean my clothes and suitcase and blankets.

Thank yall for your patience.

[the-firebird69]

In Florida you have to get the landlord's permission to sublet your apartment and as far as We know John rewards has not done that and he is a little baby about it and he's very mean and he won't take no for an answer we're going over the math what he was saying today then we're going to have him arrested because he's a freaking huge fuming loser everyone has all these programs and stuff and this guy has nothing so everyone's going to go after him now

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All over the world we heard it on the radio someone's going to go get that guy from here and the Max and their foreigners and their others like this and we're going to take him out he's saying this vulgar s*** all day long and still is about our son because he's going to the mall and other places and doesn't want to be near this piece of fat s*** who doesn't even know I'm amazed at how stupid this person is he doesn't want to be near this creep in whatever format he is a moronic homo and doesn't know anything so he's sitting there taunting our son earlier on the bus and her son said a lot of people come down here and they're full of s*** and her senile and do a lot of stupid things instead of getting paranoid and he said you mean me you just said the guys racing by and doesn't realize we're in some HP bus I mean what the hell is that supposed to do I'm faster than a handicap bus and he's like agreeing rapidly and he's crazy and that was it it's like you're not really getting it a son could not stand it so just challenging a bus come on it's freaking weird stuff, he's angry a bus is going slow is he born yesterday like born on date and time was yesterday at 5:00 a.m. I mean these people are stupid as hell you didn't say that but then he felt way too good and he was in three calls and tries to get rid of his people take money trying to do stupid things with money he's expecting to arm our son with AI and will follow the orders I'm looking for a stupid orders of his now and he won't be taking our son how do you flipped out they're talking to himself and started ranting so he's basically insane and he's assuming loser that's what people said on the radio huge pile of hate sarcasm and stupid things coming out of him so we're going to go after them for their dumb idea I'm going to take them out and they're going to be done as it is right now we are going after them with the sake right now and they are going to be finished soon.

Thor Freya Hera wishes to announce what's happening today hope she enjoys because this was terrible today and we're moving to rip out his people right now and a lot of them are in no but we are going to what what a jerk that guys is an infant too and a spaz and a crybaby everybody hates him no wonder

We have a lot of people amassing on Charlotte county sports every hour and then they they hit. Huge forces gathered in Canada from the Bering straits that were filled in about 10 mi across and they went 50 miles and took them half the night to do it and then they start traversing this morning early and took them all morning to fill up Canada and they're starting to a mess in Russian territory again the upper Northwest Northeast center about 4000 octillion not the same number as it has been last night and the night before in about 6,000 octane in Mexico and about 10,000 octillion I'm asking around the ships they're building or getting ready and this number will probably double today and my husband did calculation figure this is so many people here... Literally they leave come back looking for a fight you don't answer and it causes one but now they are about 8,000 and each location 05 the number is growing and already it's twice as much as yesterday so good luck to the spazzes I haven't gotten wiped out yet they'll start getting too many over there

Hera

It's accurate and timely even though he got to take a rest

Thor Freya

You need them to know now so publish it

[wordstro]

also i am vv interested in ur essays about woos and yeosangs characters😌😌only if ur up to it ofc!! but from the glances we've gotten of them and what you've mentioned in answered asks and stuff it's pretty obvious that you've put so much thought into all of their characterizations and i would love to hear more if at some point u feel like sharing more of ur thoughts <33

i know i mentioned i have a few in between/interim chapters planned that'll explore other povs, but since you asked (thank you 😭💖) and i'm not hard to convince here's yeo's background. there's a character limit in asks :(

yeosang:

back Before yeosang barely got angry

he was well-known for being kind, very very chill, and the university's favorite plug for like 3 years (it helped that he had a 4.0 gpa and was heavily involved in campus - no one ever suspected him of selling anything and his business only spread through word of mouth anyway. he TA'd a ton of classes too.)

woo was looking for gummy edibles (as one does lmao). woo became a regular (a clingy one at that, yeo would complain sometimes) and at one of their meetups, woo signed yeosang up for woo's dance crew try outs ("you don't even have to seriously try out, we just need numbers for funding and getting as many recruits at try-outs helps a lot," wooyoung said knowing damn well yeosang wouldn't refuse - and he didn't). of course yeosang got in lol he's good at everything. a few months before third year of university, wooyoung's building's rent went up and he needed a new place to stay, and yeosang had a roommate who was subletting until the lease went up. so they moved in together and quickly became good friends.

the trajectory of yeosang's life was honestly looking very good.

yeosang didn't have much to be angry about really.

but graduation brought hardship and uncertainty with it.

it was hard to find a job - yeosang didn't have well-connected family members, he wasn't rich, and entry-level jobs wanted years of experience he didn't have.

all his friends moved away. they were busy. he missed being steps away from his college friends. he and wooyoung still kept up, but wooyoung moved to the other side of seoul to work at a studio and yeosang didn't go with him because he had been broke at the time and had to move in with his parents until he found a job.

months went by until he found something decent, and even then it didn't pay well and he worked long, long hours. corporate culture was debilitating to him. he didn't like office politics. he didn't like how someone would say one thing, but mean something else entirely.

still, yeosang didn't have much to be angry about. frustrated? maybe. but angry? no.

then the world went to shit.

here's the thing about the end of the world - one moment you're just going through the motions of life, coffee, breakfast, commute, say good morning to anyone who makes eye contact with you as you head to your cubicle, work, meetings, meetings, meetings, and the next moment sirens are blaring and the lights go out and you're standing in the middle of a grocery store with a bag of vegetables for dinner in your hand surrounded by screaming. it happened so quickly for yeosang. one moment he's fine, the next he's barricaded in a cafe with strangers and listening to the world end.

here's the thing about anger - it's nothing like the end of the world. it's a gradual thing that builds and builds until one day one looks in the mirror and realizes that they are not the same. and they never will be.

"anger is a secondary emotion," mingi had told yeosang once, in that soft way of his, when chaeyoung had stormed out the room and hongjoong let out a loud fucking hell and stormed off in the other direction. "at least that's what my therapist said back..."

jongho joked, "we could all use a therapist right now."

yeosang had laughed and mingi snorted and seonghwa just shook his head, sighing.

when the world first came to an end, yeosang thought he'd be dead.

he was holed up in that cafe for hours and hours, listening to distant screams and explosions, and the strangest clicking sounds that sent chills down his spine. the cafe was quiet. everyone remained huddled under the tables and as far from the barricaded doors as possible. that's where he met mingi. he noticed mingi because he was the only one staring at the door. the only one on the same kind of high alert as yeosang.

the barricades did not last long, and the screaming that accompanied the fall of the barricades would stay with yeosang for years and years. until he dies, really.

the worst part, and it's something that changed yeosang, perhaps even shaped him into the person he is today, was that when the barricades fell, yeosang didn't think to help anyone. he just started running. he only wanted to save himself. when something, or someone, grabbed his shoulder, tried to drag him into the street, or alley, or somewhere, a chair came swinging, and he ended up sprawled on his back, head spinning as he stared up at the sky and saw for the first time strange silver pod-like things floating in the clouds above him. mingi’s head popped into his field of vision, mingi peering down at him with his brows raised. mingi held out a hand, and yeosang let him help him up, and from then on they stuck together.

after that, yeosang tried to help other people the way mingi had helped him, the way he used to help people, because a pet of him felt bad at how easily he gave up on others to save himself. but he as the years went by he stopped trusting people. helping anyone he didn’t care about about was stupid.

the first group they trusted lived on a farm and had a peculiar taste for human flesh. mingi and yeosang barely got out of there alive.

the second group they trusted tied them to trees and stole everything from them the moment they fell asleep.

yeosang knew a third time would never happen.

"no more joining groups. if someone talks to us, i'm stealing all their shit," yeosang told mingi.

mingi laughed, said, "with our track record, we shouldn't be doing much else."

yet, when they met the third group, mingi was immediately head over heels for one of the men, and yeosang barely got to brandish his kitchen knife at them before mingi hissed, "please put it down!"

they introduced themselves. three men and a woman. there was hongjoong, who mingi kept shooting heart eyes at. there was seonghwa, who smiled kindly. jongho, who looked entirely too young, and chaeyoung, who looked as if she could kill them with her glare alone.

yeosang still wasn't that hard, angry man y/n first met when they found mingi and yeosang in the accident. at this point in his life, he still trusted too easily and he was too kind, and he loved the people he loved so hard he'd often lose sight of their red flags. "but maybe they're like that because of this" or "i'm just overreacting". these were all things he told himself as they found a place to create the sanctuary, as seonghwa and chaeyoung figured out how to keep their sanctuary safe, as he started to feel like maybe they could be ok again.

the moment when that trusting naivety he'd held onto for too long melted away - completely disappeared really - was when he realized what seonghwa was really doing. when he realized why chaeyoung was so vehemently angry, and taking it out on everyone else. that night, when he asked jongho to escape with him and mingi, yeosang saw things that changed him for the worse.

he saw seonghwa for what he's become, and he did nothing for chaeyoung though he wanted to. he dragged mingi out of there, knocked an angry hongjoong out, and he left jongho behind.

sometimes, he wonders if he would do it exactly the same way if he had a second chance. if he stayed one more moment, he would have had the same fate as chaeyoung. mingi refused to speak to anyone for months after that and the guilt ate yeosang alive.

from that moment on, he decided he refused to care about anyone but himself and the people he could help. the world was no longer an ethical place, and he no longer had the patience to care for anyone else. the only way to protect himself, his heart, and his peace of mind was to stop.

at least until months and months later when jung wooyoung had a knife to his throat and tried to steal his things, and yeosang yelled at him until he cried.

that was however the only time he cried to anyone. at least until san managed to find a way past the walls yeosang built around himself.

[thesoundofsnowfallingfromeaves]

i am subletting my flat for the 6 weeks I'm gone which means I gotta clean it up since someone else is gonna live here so I've been actually going through stuff and throwing things out, today alone I threw away 6 giant shopping bags full of just stuff and yesterday I also sorted through my closet and put away 1.5 Ikea bags full of things to sell or give away...lads I feel so incredible freed of the weight of my past possesions, its so good. 10/10 recommend.

[whirlybirbs]

MaN - Birbs, I swear if you come back and start putting out Jason content I'm going to r o i t because I was going to myself 'hmmm maybe I should get into DC again?' And you writing for The Man Todd would be my final push. I swear -

WIN-LOSE    ;    J . T .

pairing: jason todd x reader, est. relationship

warnings: first aid, swearing

a/n: heheheheheheheh birbs is back baby

With Jason, sometimes life feels like walking down the stairs in the dark.

You think you know what’s coming— but one little trip, unexpected and vertigo-inducing, sends you head over heels. Alllll over again. 

Tonight, the spin-the-wheel of “Reasons Why You Love No Other” comes at the cost of your white area rug in the living room and a number of towels (four towels, to be precise). And yet, despite the bullet lodged in Jason’s shoulder, he did manage to secure Thai food for take-out. 

Gunshot wound, take-out. 

A lose-win, if you will.

But, there’s still a win in there — technically speaking.

“Jesus, sweets, easy,” he hisses, knuckles going white as he grips the sofa and kicks his boot — immediately, you coo a chorus of apologies and grit your teeth. Thai food was sounding really good about now. Forget digging in his shoulder with a pair of tweezers, “Didj’ya get it?”

“No,” you mumble, a bit preoccupied, “No —”

“Babe, you’re touching my spine with those tweezers,” comes a strangled voice, face muffled into the sofa’s pillows, “Fuckin’ shit —”

“It’s deep,” you whisper, ignoring the way your legs are starting to go numb from the weight of the vigilante draped across your lap. His shoulder is digging into your ribs, and he is bleeding on you, but... 

That’s love, right?

“Hold on —”

“Oh, thank fuck, please —”

Tweezer meet 9mm. 9mm meet trash bin. 

The next part is easy — some antiseptic, some gauze to pack the wound, a big old strip of bandage around his shoulder, and voila. As good as new. Or, well, as good as not-as-dead-as-he-was-that-one-time. Better. 

Jason is slow to pull himself up, and you don’t bother holding back the smug little laugh you throw his way as you clean up the first aid kit. He’s a mess. Ink-black hair hanging in his face, 5 o’clock shadow looming on his jaw, and knock-off designer bags under his eyes. 

Rightfully so, it’s 2am. 

“What?” he asks, voice unbearable smooth — if you were better with metaphors, maybe you’d compare it aged whiskey or something like that. Whatever. It was his voice. Oh-so Jason. There’s a hint of amusement there as he maneuvers himself up from your lap. 

“Nothin’, just thinking about how great you look as a damsel in distress.”

“Are we calling bullets to the back ‘distress’ now?” his smirk is crooked, “That seems a bit off. Plus, this damsel brought you Thai food. As a thank you. Which, yes, I did put in the fridge before you unceremoniously tried to beat a wounded man with a baseball bat.”

You snort, preoccupied still with the kit. “Yea, Jay, we gotta figure out a cuter way for you to come into the apartment because this is Gotham. One of these days you will become victim to my home security system.”

Lacsidazically, you gesture to the bat propped up against the kitchen counter. 

“How about a key?”

“How about you just move in?” it comes out quicker than you can catch it, tossed into the air mid-lovesick vertigo tumble down that flight of stairs you mentioned before. 

Jason’s brow lifts.

“I mean, you’re here enough and,” you’re avoiding his eyes now, shoving the remnants of the first aid kit back into their red little box and moving to stuff it on top of the closest kitchen cabinet, “I don’t have a roommate. No one is trying to sublet, not this East of the East End —”

“You’re doing the thing.”

You clamp your mouth shut.

“The... the rambling thing,” Jason mutters as he narrows his eyes and stands, bending to grab his shirt from the couch with a well-guarded wince, “You’re nervous. What, you think I’d say no?”

Now, he’s standing in front of you. Looming, really, a whole six feet of muscle and scar tissue. But his face is soft. Those eyes, lined with dark lashes, hold a certain kind of glimmer you usually only see in quiet nights spent in affectionate company. 

A sputter. 

“I — I dunno, Jason? You’re a fuckin’... superhero. Anti-hero. Whatever you’ve been callin’ yourself recently.”

“Yeah,” he manages, swaggering forward as he cards a hand through his hair, huffing slightly like the idea of him rejecting that offer is asinine. You don’t expect the next words out of his mouth, but the slip out as easy as breathing, “And I love you, so —”

With Jason, sometimes life feels like walking down the stairs in the dark.

Now, you’re on your way down the second flight.

[flockofdoves]

ok for context

this rent and utilities (excluding laundry/gas) is listed per person technically, but my mom pays my rent so me and my gf split paying "her" rent, so our costs per person will be half those listed here

main complaint about our current place is its wayyyy too expensive for a shared room in an apartment with 2 other people ($850 a person, not including a really high cents per kwh rate for electricity so that its usually like $900 or so) its been a bit stressful to budget

we like that our current place has in unit washer/dryer and dishwasher

in fantasizing about new places ive been thinking about how nice it would be if we each had our own rooms and desk areas, since we both have pretty erratic schedules so we could worry less about stuff like me making noise while my gf records her podcast, and either of us not keeping the other up by having to do work while the others trying to sleep

but at the same time im used to room sharing and theres even been times when we were in places with bigger beds where we bed shared for a couple weeks, so we don't Need separate rooms (this more just stemmed from how wildly expensive our place was while still roomsharing)

our current place is in between these two places in distance, like 3 miles away from campus, 7-12 minutes by car, 20 by bus (10 min walk to bus stop), and a 17 minute bike ride

this theoretically shouldnt be bad but i'm just really bad with time so i'm often late so i've been kinda wishing for a closer place (but maybe even more so than that just a bit more of a convenient bus route, right now bus and car are almost the same just reversing when i have to walk bc my parking spot is 10-15 mins away from most of my classes if im not in time for the bus from the parking spot, i'd use the bus a lot if i had option a but even b, though its longer its less walking on the way there)

i think its maybe not realistic to have option a with 2 other roommates, i think the bathroom would just be a bit too crowded at that point even if the biggest room could def comfortably fit both me and jacqueline

i'm a bit worried about our ability to find subletters for our place for the summer if we go with option a, as a college area theres always more people looking for subletters than the reverse. our roommate in the other room is moving out in may and not looking for a subletter so maybe with her permission we could tell potential subletters that they can use her side of the apartment too so it almost would be like a normal price around here but nicer amenities than average? but with the big disclaimer that since this place has separate leases i have no idea if theyll somehow try to fill her side (bc i think shes planning on just ditching paying rent once she moves out of the country lol)

so i guess this mostly comes down to if we think roughly $338 (vs literally just $264) is significantly enough more budgetable than our current monthly rent+utilities of $450, and if we can find subletters

really wish we could somehow put out feelers for subletting and roommates for like a week before deciding but we really should respond to both by tomorrow or risk losing them (maybe not risking losing as much option b bc she said shes looking a bit earlier than is usual but nonetheless other people have contacted her about it and also i'd just feel awkward trying to post about this stuff in the same groups shes also in lol and i want to be respectful of her time and stuff. and of course since the others more urgent like. if we sign the lease we sign the lease we can't just like back out and go back to her even if we did communicate why we were conflicted and that she should please not wait for us or anything but if she hasnt found someone later and our other thing falls through wed love to move in with her)

so yeah!!! i dont know!!! any input appreciated...

who wants to help me and my gf decide where to live next year lol..

OPTION A: -rent $666 ($500 if 4 ppl) -utilities $70 average ($52 if 4 ppl) -house -1 bathroom -roommate: could be anyone, will be able to vet them ourselves -washer/dryer and dishwasher included -trash pickup and plowing included -lease starts june 1 (current lease ends august 28, would need to find subletter) -something like $30 gas/month -2.2 miles from campus -6-9 mins car -14 min bus (3 min to stop), 15 min back (right next to stop) -11 min bike -not sure if any furniture staying -lots of basement storage -we could room together or separately (3 rooms total), space for having desk each -jacqueline would not be on lease -$766 avg total ($582 if 4 ppl) (doesnt include furniture costs)

OPTION B: -rent $341.66 -utilities $92 at worst in winter -duplex -1 bathroom -laundry about $65/month from laundromat -no dishwasher -lease starts august 15 (current lease ends august 28 so perfect) -farther from campus, something like $60 gas a month -10-16 min car -22 min bus (3 min walk to stop), 30 min back (8 min walk from stop) -32 min bike -roommate: 26 yr old lesbian, seems nice, met once -worst case scenario may need in-state cosigners which would be problematic for us, but if i'm working during the summer since she works full time should be enough -she has a cat -one room, medium size -pre-furnished by her (except bedroom, but roommate could leave full size bed, second bed wont fit if so) -less space in room (desk? 2 beds? will craft supplies fit somewhere?) -$559 total (with high utilities, includes furniture)

wrote out a whole thing for context but then it got deleted by my social media time limit thing so like whatever. maybe will write more context later

[kleptoprophet]

Help, my family and I are getting kicked out of our apartment next week because we couldn't afford to pay the rent and we barely been scraping by. I'm not sure I can handle living in a shelter, like my mom says we might have to. Do you know what I should do? Any experiences?

I’m sorry to hear that. Getting kicked out of the place you live is one of the worst experiences you could ever have. This is going to be a long answer so I’m going to put it under a cut.

First, check your options. Do you have any family or friends in the area that would be willing to house you for a while? Even if it’s for a month or two, it’s at least time off the streets. My mom was lucky enough to have a co-worker that would sublet to us before their lease on their house was up, and I was able to stay with my girlfriend at her mother’s place for almost half a year. 

I will stress this but DON’T TAKE OUT LARGE LOANS AND USE THE MONEY ON HOTELS/MOTELS. It sucks not having a real bed to sleep in after a while, I know, but don’t do what we did and take out a loan to fix the car and then spend the remaining money on hotel rooms. Even with third-party sites like Hotels.com, Hotwire, and Booking, it can get really expensive really quickly, especially if you miss things like microwaves and fridges which always make the room cost more.

If those options aren’t available, I would recommend finding a job (if you both don’t have one already) and putting up donation links on your tumblr or any social media site that will allow you to have an external link just as a start. Open up commissions for drawing or writing if you can. While I want to say not to rely too much on the kindness of strangers, just putting a post out there means there is still a chance at least that you’ll get something.

I will say to try an invest in a gym membership, not to stay active though that is a bonus, but to have access to a shower. We went through the YMCA but there’s other places like Planet Fitness and 24 Hour Fitness that are also good options. Believe me, depression when homeless is awful and sometimes having a shower is an instant mood lifter.

Like with the shelters, look into low income housing as soon as possible. Apply for organizations that will work with you into getting you into another apartment or house as soon as they can. The wait time on them can be tricky since some people wait over a year for a place, but that’s makes applying early all the more important. Having a guaranteed place a year from now is better than not having a place for three or four years.

Second, finding a library nearby is also a good idea to check on said links and checking job search websites like Indeed. I highly recommend Indeed since they not only show jobs around your area, but they also allow you to upload a resume directly to the website that you can use on their easy application postings.

Third, finding a shelter now before you’re evicted is a good idea because sometimes they won’t take people right away or they’ll need you to have a reservation with them. Make sure the place is clean and has a decent reputation. My family and I never had a chance to get into a shelter mainly for the reservation reason, but we did have an alternative that I’ll talk about now.

If you have a car, sleeping in it’s not as bad as you think, but that’s going to be your home until you have a spot in a shelter so you have to take the utmost care of it. Make sure you have sheets of fabric (preferably thick or dark) or towels that you can put over the windows when you sleep and plenty of blankets because, depending on how well insulated your car is, it can get cold really fast especially during the winter and fall months (At least that’s how it was for me, but then again I live near San Francisco). Find nearby rest stops on highways and get there as early as possible to ensure a spot (I cannot tell you how many times we had to find another spot to sleep when we came late). In my experience, rest stops start filling up around 5-6 pm and are full by 8-9. 

You’re going to have pretty much everything you own in the trunk of your car, so try to keep it as organized as possible so that you know where everything is. Have cans of dry shampoo (I recommend Not Your Mother’s spray on dry shampoo. They’re relatively cheap, about $2.50 to $5 depending on where you get it from) for when you can’t take a shower. When it comes to food, try to get things that you can eat in your car and throw away without much fuss. I wouldn’t recommend canned stuff since, unless you want to eat it cold, you’ll have to buy a miniature stove/hotplate and a pot for it. Dried and cured foods like jerky is good for a quick meal but those can get expensive depending on the brand. Thermoses and reusing water bottles also goes a long way since you’ll need to stay hydrated as much as you can.

I’m sorry I don’t have much advice on the shelters, but this is the best advice I can give you. If you’re confused on anything, please don’t hesitated to send another ask or send me a direct message through the chat here. Homelessness is not fun, and it helps to have someone to talk to who’s had experience. Hopefully your situation gets better sooner rather than later!