HI darling,
I’ve actually got a super wonderful masterpost for you to check out:
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Once you’ve looked over all those cool links, I have some general advice for you on how you can have some sort of support system going for you:
You may decide to leave home for many different reasons, including:
It’s common to be a little unsure when you make a decision like leaving home. You may choose to move, but find that you face problems you didn’t anticipate, such as:
Think about how your parents may be feeling and talk with them if they are worried about you. Most parents want their children to be happy and independent, but they might be concerned about a lot of different things. For example:
Reassure your parents that you will keep in touch and visit regularly. Try to leave on a positive note. Hopefully, they are happy about your plans and support your decision.
Tips include:
Not everyone who leaves home can return home or ask their parents for help in times of trouble. If you have been thrown out of home or left home to escape abuse or conflict, you may be too young or unprepared to cope.
If you are a fostered child, you will have to leave the state-care system when you turn 18, but you may not be ready to make the sudden transition to independence.
If you need support, help is available from a range of community and government organisations. Assistance includes emergency accommodation and food vouchers. If you can’t call your parents or foster parents, call one of the associations below for information, advice and assistance.
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@marcoacesabo, Roo, you have good friends! Sorry this took a bit but enjoy the fluff!
“You really don’t have to do this, yoi,” Marco says with no expectation of being listened to.
“Stop messing with it,” Sabo hisses at Ace, ignoring Marco entirely and tugging at Ace’s shirt cuffs. “You’re gonna stretch it out! Stop–!”
“It’s fine, Sabo; just leave it,” Ace says, trying to free his wrist from Sabo’s grip. Sabo’s looking a bit frayed and isn’t letting go, so Ace uses a hold-break, takes a step and a half turn, and tugs Sabo’s hands just hard enough to drag Sabo forward and off balance. “Stop freaking out!”
Sabo starts to sputter something that’s probably a denial but crashes into Ace before he can finish. Sabo usually would catch himself so Ace wasn’t braced for it and he stumbles and then they’re both on the ground, rolling and hissing.
Marco doesn’t bother looking back at them. He nods to Haruta in the doorway. “Hi,” he says. “Merry Christmas.”
“Merry Christmas,” Haruta echoes, then looks around him. “Are they okay?”
“Yeah,” Marco says, stepping forward towards the warmth of the house. “Just leave them, yoi. They’ll be fine.”
“Hey!” Ace yells behind him, but Marco lets the door close.
“Here.” He hands a bag full of small boxes over and Haruta takes it on autopilot, still squinting towards the door. “They’re just nervous about meeting the family.”
“Mmm. So they…take it out on each other?”
“Violence is how their family shows affection,” Marco says. The door slams open behind him and the two of them tumble in, dripping snow and bad words everywhere.
“Marco!” Ace whines. “You didn’t hafta–”
“Hi,” Sabo says, darting forward with hand outstretched. “Hi, I’m Sabo. Nice to meet you.” Ace steps up and Sabo plants his other hand across Ace’s face and pushes him back away. “I’m the normal one,” he says, bracing himself against Marco’s side and still holding his hand out to shake. “Don’t mind us. It’s fine.”
Marco plants his feet and wishes he still had the bag of presents so he had an excuse to stay out of it. “You guys said you’d behave, yoi.”
“No, we didn’t,” Sabo says, turning on him, eyes slightly wild. “You said we’d behave. I said we’d try.”
“I always behave,” Ace says, but he’s currently faceplanted on the ground with Sabo’s wet boot on his back so it’s not very convincing.
“We,” Sabo tells him, leaning forward hard enough that Ace wheezes, “are making a good impression. We are being nice and normal and sane. We are being calm and reasonable, Ace. We are being polite.”
“They are?” Haruta asks Marco, who, sadly, has to nod.
“Good,” Haruta says, Shaking Sabo’s still outstretched hand. “Nice to meet you guys. I think you’ll fit right in.”
Anne: Wow Eddie, you’re looking vaguely like a healthy human being. What happened to the all beer, potato, and chocolate diet?
Eddie: Oh, I’m still eating trash, but now I’m finally getting into rabbit food to balance it out
Anne: That’s great! I’m proud of you
Eddie: Me too :)
One hour ago
Eddie, eating an entire raw head of lettuce over the sink: :)
Venom, in abject disgust: I hate this
Eddie: Yeah? :)
Venom: You hate this
Eddie: Yeah :))
Venom: So why????
Eddie: Expired chicken. Live lobster. Human heads, plural.
Venom:
Venom: okay but still
Eddie: cronch cronch asshole :)))