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Asking for money is something I never thought I’d find myself doing… and I’m sure most people would find themselves agreeing to that sentiment; it’s a matter of pride. But as things progress, I find myself with very little options. Everyone has had hard ships in their lives, things they desperately need to climb back up from… and this year, I’ve been brutally hit back to back with demons of my own–and shouldering the burden for my friend as well. Honestly, it’s been crippling in the worst ways. From a horrible breakup with my ex-fiancé that left me shattered, to relapsing with depression and joining therapy again, to medication bills adding up due to my psoriasis and plantar fasciitis– it was all beginning to become too much.. and the final nail in the coffin? I lost my job this month. 

      The reason? I called in sick. Due to a very strict attendance policy – No doctors notes accepted, ever – I was hit with a point system that took me from being nowhere near being in trouble– straight to termination. Because it was a monday and the call was 10 minutes late, I lost a job I’ve had for years and loved. I went to work, expecting to work with the elderly as I always have, only to be told they had to let me go because I was 10 minutes late calling off due to puking my guts out. 

     I was shocked and numb as I signed that paperwork. I was told to hand in my badge and my keys. I walked out that door and I started sobbing. It’s only been two weeks since then. I’ve put in job applications, I have hopes on the horizon with getting my life together– but the fear and stress is there as well. Because rent is fast approaching too. Electric, gas, bills upon bills.. and my ex ( who still lives with me) is moving out on the first. 

     Meaning, the bills are now all mine. No one can help me cover it and I’m scared I’ll lose this next. 

   But none of this compares to what my bestfriend and once roommate is going through. Abuse, in the hands of her own home by her mother. Verbal and mental, words that leave her breaking down on the floor as she calls me. She has no job, no income, is hard of hearing– and struggling day to day just to cope. Before I lost everything, I was planning on saving up the money to have her come stay with me and help her back on her feet. But now, I can barely keep my own roof over my head. Despite this… I still desperately want to help her as well as myself. She lives all the way in Michigan, has little to no belongings, and is a great person with a heart of gold. I don’t want to see her suffer anymore, even with my own shortcomings. 

     So … here I am. Asking that please, if anyone can help… even just 5 dollars– to help me save up enough money to bring her here while I search for a job, to help us get our lives together, even the littlest amount  would be more than enough– to consider it. Please.

sup, my name is al. i am poor and would like to offer you guys some commission spots to help me pay some bills and, otherwise, just save up to move out.

here is a link to my writing blog and tag

and here is a link to my ko-fi.

How Many Spots Are Open?

i’ll be taking 4 at a time, once those slots fill up, i’ll update the blog with a CLOSED post and i’ll reblog this when there are open spots. i’ll always edit this spot to show how many spots are available.

PRICES

keep in mind the prices are gonna vary between kofi* and paypal but the set price is $5 a fic. $10 if you want nsfw.

*ko-fi only limits you to $3 each and that’s fine. if that’s all you can/are willing to pay? go for it, not gonna judge.

now that the prices are out of the way– let’s talk about what i’ll write and what i won’t.

what i’ll write and what i won’t varies. keep in mind i’ll never reject a commission just because i don’t like the character/ship, the only reason i’ll ever do that is that i’m not confident i’ll be able to do it as well as someone would hope. that being said–

I WILL NOT WRITE: depictions of ped/ophilia and/or rape/noncon. i am not the blog you are looking for.

moving on!

I WILL WRITE: literally anything else lol. i’ll write you smut, horror, gore, name it.

now we come to….

FANDOMS!

here’s the list of fandoms i can write for.

1. BNHA

2. Haikyuu!!

3. Voltron

4. Free! ( all three seasons )

5. DC comics

6. Marvel Comics

7. Pokemon

8. LOZ

9. OCs ( further discussion will be required, of course, but ocs are always welcome )

10. Kaze Ga Tsuyoku Fuiteiru ( Run with the Wind )

11. 19 Days

12. Ajin

13. Oofuri

She already liked this girl. The clouds passed showing a bright sun shining above her head. “Well my quirk is Moody Weather and it’s basically that I can control small weather patterns with my emotions. Happiness is my little sun. Sadness is a little cloud. Anger is wind. Fear is ice. I can mix combinations of them together to make other things too.” 

“Ah! I see! Your quirk seems impressive. Though, at times it must be hard since you can’t hide how you feel. We should train together sometimes!”

She suggests before a question is thrown right back, both brows raised up, not expecting the question. Awkwardly laughing, she brings up one hand to rub the back of her head.

“My quirk is Zero Gravity! As the name suggests, it allows me to make anything float, anything I touch that is! Let me demonstrate.”

And with that, no warning or a heads up, her hand grips the other’s shoulder and within seconds, the person named Ariel is floating in the air, the bob haired girl grinning up at the other, somewhat amused by the reaction she received.

“Pffft! How’s the weather up there?”

“Let go- Let go-!!” Unfortunately the impression was lost on him entirely since he was too busy panicking.

And that was an unexpected direct attack, launched right at her forehead, her head slightly moving back from the impact, an unavoidable ouch slipping her as a small red mark started forming on her forehead. Feeling the other struggle within her hands, still a bit dizzy from the hit, she manages to slip her hands onto his shoulders and turn him around.

“It’s just me Kouta!”

She reassures him before kneeling down to be on his level, hands still lightly gripping at his shoulders. Wanting him to calm down and feeling a bit bad for spooking the poor child so much, a worried smile can’t help but tug on her lips.

“I’m sorry if I scared you. I just saw an opportunity and couldn’t really help myself!”

With that, one of her hands slipped off and was placed on her own cheek as she couldn’t help but be bluntly honest, even if his might embarrass the poor boy further.

He was caught by surprise when she had began to pulled him towards her open room. Did she understand what she was asking? His eyes wandered down each side of the hallway before he opened his mouth. “Uhah. Are you insane? Did that old dude hit you on the head when I wasn’t lookin?” His left brow rose and right eye squinted at what she just said. He was clear when he said he didn’t wish to see her in that way and to drag him into her bedroom was just a promiscuous thought to him. And even if he did decide to enter, if he were to be caught, in his mind, all hell would break loose within the dorms. He pulled against her grip and taking a step back from her door. “Yea, I don’t think so. You needa just take a frickin’ nap or–” A sudden hitch in his throat as he noticed a figure in the corner of his eye. or three. It was Ashido, Asui, and Jirou just coming up the stairs. SHIT…–! Realizing they may have not noticed him just yet, he reacted anyway he could and shoved Uraraka into her room as just quickly followed before shutting the door behind him.

He leaned against the door and calmed his breathing. “Fucking hell that was damn close….fuck.” His exhale exasperated before peering over at her, still gripping his sleeve. “YA SEE?! That’s why I didn’t wanna be up here, dammit!” He violently yanked his hand away, tearing from her grip. It had become aware he was defensive. Regretting his choice to help her.

His annoyed tone continued as he slid his back down the frame of the door, plopping himself down on the ground and leaning against it. “Well I’m in here now! Just like you wanted! Fuckin’ happy??” He crossed his arms and stuck out his bottom lip in a pout.

And without a warning whatsoever, she feels a pair of strong arms press against her shoulders as she’s shoved in her room, the ash blond following in after her, the doors slammed behind his back. Hues just study his expression along with body language before she joins him, kneeling down, slightly too close for comfort. After all, her knees were almost grazing against the back of his thighs, given the weird position they ended up being in due to her just sliding down as well. At his question if she were happy, the male was greeted with a small nod, her eyes locking with his before mumbling in a quiet tone.

“Yes.”

It was apparent by her facial expression, that she was overjoyed to have him over, even for a bit. The boy had her smitten. A few moments of silence as she was about to get up, ready to suggest some tea, maybe a movie, or some board games for them to play until he’s ready to leave...when all of a sudden, her body is to flinch, face now going a bit pale as a knock was placed on her doors. The familiar voices, slightly muffled up due to the fact that they were coming from the other side of the wooden surface that kept the two hidden. It were her friends, seems like they came to check in on her.

“A-Ah! Just a moment! I...I-I’m changing!”

Speaking off the top of her head, an excuse which could be bought she didn’t quite think this through. How did they know she returned? They probably didn’t, if she had just stayed quiet...maybe they would have left. But, what’s done is done. Getting up, she yanks the male by his hand and pushes him into her closet without a warning whatsoever.

“I’m really sorry! Just...stay there and be quiet! I’ll let you out as soon as I can!”

Whispering to him, she closes the closet, marching her way back to the door and opening it up for the trio. Her moves were rather stiff but the mentioned ones didn’t seem to notice. Lightly rubbing the back of her head, she doesn’t quite let them in the room.

“Are you okay? We’ve been worried sick about you! You weren’t there the first period and you just went back to the dorms alone! that’s so not like you!” Mina spoke up, pushing her way into the room as the others followed in. Tsuyu and Mina seemed to have been the ones doing the talking as Jirou decided to leave them be, not being a big fan on scolding people. As if on reflex, the poor girl was blocking the way to the closet with her back, before muttering a few apologies.

“Sorry and thanks for coming to check up on me, really! I must be just tired...let’s talk tomorrow, alright?”

And so, somehow after a few minutes, she managed to push the other two out, shutting the door behind them before she let out a loud sigh. Making sure to hear that the coast was clear, she speaks up to the other.

She smiled when seeing Uraraka pose in front of the mirror, the girl obviously loving the shirt. She did have an eye for pretty things; wether the pretty thing would be Ochako or the shirt in this case. “Ofcourse it suits you! Trust me, I’m a professional.” The other girl was quick to find the same shirt in another colour and size, handing it to her. She looked at it before bringing her gaze back to her friend, listening to what she had to say.

“Matching shirts?” It was a cute shirt, and she had seen on Instagram that there were a lot of people wearing matching outfits together, so why not try it? “It looks cute, and probably doesn’t cost much anyways. Wanna go try it on, or do you think the size will be fine?” She looked at the fitting booths, a small line already forming there. She hated waiting in lines, and if the shirt was too small, she could always just give it to someone else.

“After this, I’ll show you one of my favourite stores. I’m sure you’ll find some stuff you like there.”

So she was willing to match with her. A smile could not help but form on her lips as she nodded in delight, a warm bubbling feeling forming in the pit of her stomach. That was something she wanted to do for a while and the girl was honestly overjoyed with the agreement. Picking up both shirts, giving out a small “I’ll pay, don’t worry!”, her figure rushed down to the counter, wallet out as she gave the money to the nice lady. But, not before she asked and made sure that the shirts don’t shrink somewhat after the first wash. A satisfied expression featured her face before she returns to her friend, handing her the article.

“Should we put them on now?! Or am i being too hasty? I just believe we’ll look super adorable!”

The girl explained, palms joining together while the small bag with the now said shirt in it, hung loosely on her wrist. That’s when she stopped midway, raising one hand as she recalled her prior suggestion.

“Your favourite store? I’d love to see them! Take the lead, my lady!”

“Hey assholes.” He then threw his hand up and shut his eyes to let off a large blast. Not a dangerous blast, of course, it was his stun grenade move. May have been a little much, but Bakugou wasn’t one to do things carefully. But it did give her enough time to rush towards the stairs and avoid them. Obviously, they were confused and of course with Bakugou, he waved it off as nothing. He was usually the asshole anyways, so it wouldn’t cause much suspicion as to why he chose to BLIND them suddenly.

Once he had walked into the stairwell, he saw her peeking out from behind the door. “Pretty sure they didn’t see you, so relax.” He assured her as they headed up the stairs towards the girl’s dorms.

She was lucky no one else was around when they arrived at her door. “There. You should just go to bed or somethin’..Maybe a bath..or whatever…it is you frickin’ do.” He spoke. A tone that could be described as a mixture of annoyance and concern. Like that of a Tsundere. His hands in his pockets, he protruded his bottom out while looking away from her before stepping back from her door.

So he really did help her...just as they talked, the girl followed the instructions and the plan went smoothly. Waiting for him at the top of the stairs, she did feel a bit bad, not only for the other’s who were blinded without actually doing anything wrong, but for him as well. He did something and could possibly later get yelled at, she really did not want something like that. After the boy reassured her, she obediently followed after him up the stairs, the two just occupied by thoughts and silence. Once in front of her room, the girl could really see the genuine concern in his words...and the suggestions he gave all seemed like good ideas which would help her relax. A small smile on her face as a nod was offered, though, as soon as the other took a step back, her hand reached out on it’s own, on impulse, lightly tugging onto the fabric of his clothes.

“....”

Looking over at the male, noticing her actions, instead of a shy girl who’d just apologize and let him waltz away, her fingers were to only clutch stronger, the hold firmer as hues met with his in that instant.

“Stay. Keep me company.”

With that, her leg kicked backwards lightly the door, letting it open fully, allowing him to see her slightly messy room. After all, she wasn’t expecting anyone. There were bound to be a few peaces of robe laying around, or some books, magazines and similar articles. Brows knitted together slightly, she didn’t show any signs of letting go. A stubborn one for sure.

“Come on, it’s just for a few minutes.”

A stern, but calm look on his face, he peered down at her. Tears streaming down her flushed face as she hic-upped through his words. A sigh left his lungs, gazing around at the people passing by. No one stopped to help her while she was alone with the man. They just assumed their own day. Cowards.. He thought. But for a moment, he realized he may have been one of them. Just another passerby with no thought. A hero has multiple responsibilities, and that was one he always seemed to forget. Blinded by his own pride.

“…Come on.” He stepped back, firmly gripping her hand and turning towards the sidewalk before pulling her along. “Let’s just go back to the dorms. You can do your shopping another day, ya dope.”

Her head was still buzzing with emotions as her senses were dull, the girl not taking in anything around her...that is until she felt a pair of warm hands slip onto hers, gently cupping as the hug was broken. Now the male was facing her as she felt her eyes water even more upon another look at him. Really...it was him of all people who helped her and frankly speaking, if her emotions weren't stirred up back then they sure as hell were now. Biting her lower trembling lip, she slowly nodded to his words, which still held a worrying tone despite the stern message. He was trying to comfort her and it just made her have mixed feelings about this whole ordeal. Letting his large hand hold onto her smaller one tightly, she offered a squeeze back, her free hand finding its way up to her slightly now swollen eyes, as she rubbed them, trying her best to calm down. But...she did manage to say what was on the tip of her tongue finally.

"Thank you, Bakugou..."

Allowing him to drag her to the dorms, when close to entering, knowing others were already there, maybe even in the living area, she lightly tugged on his hand, not letting him push forward as she looked up, her face still red, eyes puffy from all the tears that spilled and a small reddish trace left along the sides of cheeks were the said slid down. A few things lingering in the air before she spoke up.

"Again...thank you. For saving me...and for accompanying me home. I...feel really safe with you Bakugou. But I have another favor to ask of you!"

Determined, she pulls gently onto his hand, letting her other one join it before she cups it tightly between each of hers.