Sora knocked on Riku’s door roughly, holding the flowers behind his back and jumping up and down with excitement. He had left on another trip, this time to England and he couldn’t wait to see the look on Riku’s face.
hey, i’d just like you to know if you’re an american on tumblr today that these messages I’ve recieved in the past 2 hours and the ones i am STILL getting from both anons and non-anons (ive not posted/removed the names from the non-anon ones to avoid these people getting unnecessary hate) are fucking horrible and
no amount of holiday ‘freedom’ or whatever is an excuse to be racist and wish death upon non-american people, especially british people like me.
ok? like sure post all the eagles/flags/hetalia/captain america an d shit you want but dont attack non-american people who aren’t celebrating your holiday jesus christ is that too much to ask
Okay. This is fucking MESSED UP. I also live in America, but I fly my English flag and American flag side by side. I’m proud to be of English heritage. America is awesome and I have my pride and whatever, BUT NEVER diss another beautiful country. I am sorry to the poor hun recieving these and I hope you don’t hate all of us in America :’(
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“And here I’ve been doing this for free,” he said, wondering if he’d be able to do that on top of his normal job. How things were currently going, it may be better if he just quit his normal job. He had to pay rent for the garage and had barely been getting any jobs. Sapphire had paid for his apartment for quite a while, and then when she didn’t Vanitas had let him stay anyway. Now he was thinking about leaving Sapphire, and Vani had left. “Do you think I could still do that even as a vampire?” He honestly didn’t know how it worked. He would end up practically starving, so maybe it wouldn’t be the best job choice for him. If anything, just a normal prostitute would probably be better… He paused for a second, wondering when he had come to this. Was he really considering selling himself?
“Alek. Keep your job. Shut your face. You’re not going to sell yourself. You’re self esteem is too low. You’re too good for that crap. You could however sell your blood. I think vampires can drink the blood of other vampires…right? Aw, I don’t know. Just don’t sell youself out like that.”
“Hey, you did it,” he reminded her. “And if I’m moving in here I should help pay, not be a burden. My current job barely breaks even half the time and the only reason I was keeping my apartment was the charity of others. I may be able to work faster now and get more done, but it’s still questionable. Selling my blood would be pointless. I’d have to buy it from people first, since I can’t produce any of my own anymore. I wouldn’t make any money at it because I’d just have to buy all of the blood I sold back, just from another person. The only way I could make more is if I offered something extra.” He wasn’t sure if he would actually go through with it, but it didn’t sound too bad. “I just don’t know if people would actually pay money to sleep with me though…” He had some luck in attracting people, but that was when it was for free. Considering he’d probably do most of what had been listed even without being paid, he couldn’t imagine someone would offer him money for it.
"Well….if your that serious…I was thinking about trying to get my old job back. I can bring you with me. But the interview is a little…different." ((Your posts are so long DX I can’t keep up))
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