((belated Halloween time!))
Anon! How bold. How cocky. How possibly inaccurate– don’t banshees scream? 💖
((belated Halloween time!))
Anon! How bold. How cocky. How possibly inaccurate– don’t banshees scream? 💖
I see these all the time on here, and while I never can give money to them, I do try to spread them. If you’ve been in a Gatobob or Eectricpuke stream with me once or twice are well aware that my family situation is less than happy. I want to move out, but have been denied any way of getting a job. I’ve tried online but nothing has ever come through. I really need the money so that I can leave this house and try to start living on my own.
I know that his is annoying, but I don’t want to feel like I’m taking your money from you either. I’ll write for the people who will help me get the money. I’ll even edit your stories or your manuscripts, I’ll write for you, I’ll write your characters background or their story, I’ll write anything so long as you can help me with this. I need atleast $2,000 dollars within three months to get me at least out of the house and into an cheap apartment. I can explain everything in detail about why I’m finally turning to you all for help here on Tumblr.
I promise you that it isn’t because other people do it so often, I promise you that. Since I was younger, I knew that something was off about me. I wasn’t attracted to just one gender I was attracted to both females and males. I hid this from my family, especially my mother, because I was terrified of being shunned. Fast forward a few years, my mom has a new boyfriend, she had taken my sisters and I away from my abusive father in hopes that we’ll have a better life.
Mom, however, had never been much better than dad, just less physical. I finally came out to them when I was in middle school, having explained that I’ve been Bisexual since I was in the third grade. I’ve never regretted something so strongly in my life. I was met with a harsh “Go to hell.” and “You’re going straight to hell.”, from the people who said that they would never reject me. They’ve been treating me differently ever since.
Nothing about mental and emotional abuse is done where I’m from, even after I took a visit to the Behavior Center a while back for a suicide attempt. They’ve always treated me more harshly than they did my siblings because they believed that they are straight, but they turned away from one of them when they found out that she was Bisexual too. I’ve cried in public because of my mom, I’ve cut because of my mom, I have depression because of my family. None of them believe that I suffer from mental illness and refuse to even get me checked by a doctor. I think so lowly of myself and find it hard to believe that people love me is because of them.
I’m constantly told that no one loves me besides them, that no one besides them want anything to do with me, and that I would be alone forever because of that. When I had a panic attack, one of my many, my family blamed it on me and said that I was a faker. I’m getting depressed and angry as I write these experiences, so instead I’ll just leave a link to my commissions page, or you can even message me for editing offers. I wouldn’t even mind it if you recommended me a job that you think can help. If you can’t do any of that, could you at least share this so that more people can see it?
Commission page: https://goo.gl/forms/9P7wTYXvibrUpnN62
TL;DR
I need help moving out and will write or edit for you in order to repay you for helping me get the money to do so. My family are not good people and treat me wrongly because I am bisexual.If you can’t help, please share so that others can.
Commission: https://goo.gl/forms/9P7wTYXvibrUpnN62
Please help me 😦
((fingers crossed, the chaos out here will hopefully settle soon if I work harder! I’m so tired.
Hi. I still intend to write the Halloween stuff and answer the asks I have relating to the holiday– so help me I will go Nightmare Before Christmas if I must. Things are still hectic, and my hopes of participating in nanowrimo were dashed on day one, so my stress has soared and my writing drive is a bit burdened by stress, but!
THE INSTANT I CAN FORM A PARAGRAPH, I WILL BE BACK. I PROMISE.
be safe and stay happy.
🍀Mod Clover))
The international broadcast of Rocky Horror Picture Show had a few surprises last night. Celebrities the world over came together to recreate scenes from the cult classic film, bringing the old script together bit by bit. Many of the people within were expected– Hollywood actors, greats of Broadway and West End, classic film stars– but their choice for the usher who bookends the show was undeniably strange.
An idol group from Japan, F6, consisting of a group of identical sextuplet toons, divided the song into sixths. The boys delivered stunning harmonies and a complete lack of shame, and viewers were dumbfounded.
The concept of an idol group is one thing that may baffle a western audience, thogh they have their own boy bands and girl groups to compare. Typically put together by a record label, the artists start out endearingly new, performing songs and dances made by others, upholding the image of entirely chaste dream girls or guys with obsessive fans and chart topping pop.
The six who make up the group are new to most viewers as well. The Matsuno sextuplets first showed up in 1962 in the series Osomatsu-kun, and are finally experiencing adulthood and moving from proto-reality TV to the entertainment biz proper at the same time. In age order, there is Osomatsu in red, Karamatsu in blue, Choromatsu in green, Ichimatsu in purple, Jyuushimatsu in yellow, and Todomatsu (“Call me Totty,” he often insists) in pink.
Not only are they filming the ups and downs of the idol experience, but they’re recording music, doing constant interviews, interacting with fans on their various social media, and planning to launch a second nationwide tour in their home country.
The fact that Banderole Records houses an all-toon lineup in Akatsuka Ward in Tokyo still shakes up the typical status quo, and the fact that they’re putting out more than novelty hits is nothing short of groundbreaking for animated entertainers.
When asked about the commotion that a “pure” idol group in hot pants and stockings would cause, Banderole owner Hatabou simply had this to say:
“If they’re having fun, and people are having fun watching and listening, then I don’t see the problem!”
Watching them belt the opener with relentless energy, their heels high and excitement higher, certainly fit the bill for many viewers. The closer being performed entirely a capella in the back row of a vacant theater took care of any doubts that may have been had about the casting. Though groups overseas typically don’t get much play over in the states, they have a certain naive charm that may draw some attention.
((I still dont know when I can make regular updates again, but! For now, have this!
I want to apologize. Things are rocky irl to say the least.
I won’t be on for long, and i have no idea how often I will be on, which effectively murders my plans for the month.
So help me, I will make Halloween happen.
Even if it’s in November, which would suck, but ideally I’ll have Halloween roughly around Halloween.
I have so many ideas. So many. But stuff offscreen is messing it all up, and it’s killing me that I can’t update as I please.
Please forgive me and stick around for the fun stuff. I hope that I can still find fun in creating when I get back! 💖
You’re all awesome.
I wanna be awesome for all of you.
Keep your cyalumes handy and prep for a hell of a show when I can finally return.
((two things!
One, sorry for being so scarce! My brain is weird and i am often busy. Q n Q
Two, 174 followers???? What????????? Thank you all for following me, it really meams so much!
So much love, stay safe and be kind,
Mod Clover🍀))
I: Honoring the dead’s a good thing, I’m into it.
J: Isn’t it kinda sorta like Obon?
O: With different dances and loads more sugar, yeah.
C: Isn’t that oversimplifying it?
T: Do you have the patience to write an essay on it?
K: To let your loved ones know that your love still carries on beyond the grave is lovely.
T: Oh, of course! We can always distract each other from the scary stuff, right? 💖
K: The only gift greater than the laughter you’ve given my brothers is the affirmation that my outsides and insides are as lovely as my soul! I hope that you can feel my love as strongly as you feel your intuitions. It will never waver. 💙
T: Aww, thank you, anonymous! Come here, I’ll feel a lot safer snuggled up to you!