Red hibiscus represents passion ❤️
crisp glass of water moodboard
saw this and thought it fit ren pretty well haha
adding the inspo image down here just in case
FOOD
Find your nearest food bank or mission, for food
grocery stores with free samples, bakeries + stores with day-old bread
different fast food outlets have cheaper food and will generally let you hang out for a while.
some dollar stores carry food like cans of beans or fruit
SHELTER
Sleeping at beaches during the day is a good way to avoid suspicion and harassment
sleep with your bag strapped to you, so someone can’t steal it
Some churches offer short term residence
Find your nearest homeless shelter
Look for places that are open to the public
A large dumpster near a wall can often be moved so that flipping up the lids creates an angled shelter to stay dry
HYGIENE
A membership to the YMCA is usually only 10$, which has a shower, and sometimes laundry machines and lockers.
Public libraries have bathrooms you can use
Dollar stores carry low-end soaps and deodorant etc.
Wet wipes are all purpose and a life saver
Local beaches, go for a quick swim
Some truck stops have showers you can pay for
Staying clean is the best way to prevent disease, and potentially get a job to get back on your feet
Pack 7 pairs of socks/undies, 2 outfits, and one hooded rain jacket
OTHER
first aid kit
sunscreen
a travel alarm clock or watch
mylar emergency blanket
a backpack is a must
downgrade your cellphone to a pay as you go with top-up cards
sleeping bag
travel kit of toothbrush, hair brush/comb, mirror
swiss army knife
can opener
[redacted] beloved
Redacted doodles WIP @14dayswithyou help I'm addicted to this man.
A continuation of one of my rants/drabbles in the 14dwy server ehehe :3
mdni !! / 14 days with you / sfw / redacted belongs to @14dayswithyou
I think Redacted really needs an Angel with empathy. One who can understand him thoroughly and treat him well and respect that his psychological state and needs are different than the average person. Then Redacted could eventually learn through imitation and with support to have more passion and emotion for other things in life, including himself.
Very very slowly, he and Angel can condition his self-destructive, dark thoughts to lessen in frequency and intensity through open communication and a lot of missteps, relapses, and determination. They will be there for each other throughout the whole thing, the other's unending devotion being the driving force behind their desire to improve themselves.
And then... maybe one day... perhaps there will be a moment of peace, scattered bits of tech surrounding Redacted and Angel on the floor as Angel's eyes shine, locked on their beloved spouse in encouragement, prompting them with questions and nods. Redacted obliges their interest, happily rambling about his newest personal project while they fiddle with the pieces surrounding them, fastening, unplugging, and reattaching parts. Not that his attention is ever fully away from Angel, as he clearly sees them try to stealthily take a picture with their phone.
He blinks, fingers pausing their motion as he turns with a confused grin, a question hidden in their words, "'Saw that, Angel."
His Angel gives him a smile brighter than the sun, explaining, "I've never seen you look so carefree. Wanted to capture it."
And all of a sudden, it hits him. His swirling thoughts weren't oppressive, their nerves weren't frayed and hyper aware of any little threat, any misstep in words or gesture. They were... happy. Content. Excited. Warm. A million emotions and thoughts were present, yet none of them were overwhelming or sharp, wearing at their subconscious. Their smile, the one they had learned to hide so well, along with any vulnerability, was easily on display now. He blinks, hardly believing it as his eyes stay locked with his Angel's. His Angel.
A confession slips out, hesitant and full of apprehension, "I love you.”
Their Angel responds, each word leaving their mouth with intention and intense devotion, “I love you. More than anything.”
[Redacted]’s eyes widen in shock, not at Angel's words, but at himself. A choked laugh of disbelief escapes him, but Angel can see his face clearly as his eyes fill with tears, unblemished with the deep pain and darkness that had bloomed behind them when such assertions had been made in the past. Angel immediately senses the change and leans forward to push back the bangs he used to hide behind, hand lingering on his cheek.
[Redacted] places a hand over theirs, leaning into their touch as, for the first time in his life, there’s not a doubt in his mind when he breathes out his response,
“I believe you.”