My Frustrations And Anger Grows Daily, But So Does My Love. If You Are Palestinian, I Love You. If Youre

My frustrations and anger grows daily, but so does my love. If you are Palestinian, I love you. If you’re from Congo I love you. If you’re from Tigray, Kurdistan, Yemen, Cameroon, Sudan, etc... I love y’all. My love for people has grown, because this world is being controlled by people who don’t care about us so it’s our job to care about one another. Check up on one another, there are humanitarian crisis everywhere, and we’re living in an age where death and genocide is very visible. This is the first time ever we’ve been able to communicate with the victims of genocide so closely. Reach out to people, remind them of how much you love and care about them. I saw a video the other day of an Indonesian flight attendant on bended knee as he expressed to a Palestinian how much he loved him and about his grief for the massacre against his people. This struck me. Yes, grieve. Yes, be angry. But right now what those people need to see the most is our support and our love. That’s the most Important thing. Keep reading and educating hand protesting, but make sure you find someone and tell them you love them. There’s no reason for us to be divided when the forces of power in this world are the forces who harm us and want us to be divided. Wake up and see the bigger picture. The criminalization and dehumanization of the victims of genocide is not misplaced and it’s not just propaganda, it’s islamphobia and racism and so much more at play. Understand that they don’t want you to see Arabs as human, they don’t want you to relate to them and see them as the victims or survivors they are, they don’t want you to relate to them, but if your heart is good and you’re educated, you’ll know that it’s all strategy. We relate to those victims more than anything, more than we do government officials and politicians. Tell them how much you love them, please. Because some of them are going to die without ever knowing or ever seeing, and a lot of people were late to see their pain.

my toxic trait is thinking I can learn something I’ve never done before like play guitar or crochet in 2 hours or less and if I can’t it’s simply because I’m just not good at it

You. Me. Bed. Clothes off. Now.

You and some friends visit Paradise for a fun night out and you meet an alluring stranger who invites you to a part of the club many don't know exist.

🤍 Collateral Hoseok x Female Reader

🤍 word count: 770

🤍 strangers to strangers with benefits, nsfw, 18+

🤍 warnings: an allusion to smut with adult language (thinking about voyeurism/exhibitionism, explicit discussion of sex and squirting); Collateral Hoseok is a bisexual menace; does this count as Hoseok cuckolding Seokjin?; mc is a little naïve because i like this trope; consensual grinding on the dancefloor; location is a strip club & brothel (for those of you unfamiliar with Paradise.)

🤍 notes: this is not the mc from Collateral!!! this is a different reader character. i don't have a lot of Hoseoks that i felt would fit this so i decided that my Collateral Hoseok would be a good fit. 2024 needs to be the year that i write some smutty Hoseok x reader content!!! also, although Collateral is a mafia au, it's not mentioned in this snip.

🤍 written for the Harrow's Holiday Cheer Event, requested by @back2bluesidex 🎈 my darling Nika!!! thank you do much for requesting!!! although we have only recently met, i am already thrilled to call you a friend & get to know you better.

🤍 beta read by @neoneunnajimin

🤍 posted dec. 2023

When you joined your best friends at Paradise to dance the night away near the back bar with the hope of getting some rich hottie to take you home for the night, you were not expecting the first guy to approach you to have a boyfriend. 

"He doesn't mind," the man insists in your ear as you dance with your ass pressed against his crotch, staring ahead at an equally hot man who sits at the bar, facing you with his legs spread wide while another man sits beside him.

The man you dance with and his boyfriend wear all black with their dark hair styled away from their foreheads, and the one at the bar stares at you with an intense, hungry gaze while the man at his side, dressed in all white, rubs a palm over his chest and tummy. 

You've never fucked a man with a boyfriend before, and the prospect sends a thrill down your spine—you wonder if he might want to watch. As you nibble your bottom lip and consider the proposal, swishing your ass against the man's growing erection hard enough to feel it against you, the man at the bar cocks an eyebrow.

"Alright," you say, grinning widely and surprising yourself. "Where?"

"Downstairs," the man answers, nibbling at your earlobe until you raise your shoulder high and giggle. "We own a brothel down there."

"A brothel?" you ask in disbelief, spinning enough to attempt to look at the man behind you. 

"Shhh," he whispers with a hint of a smirk, "It's a secret."

The man takes you by the hand, blows a kiss to his boyfriend, and leads you through the club, past the large center bar and three long stripper stages, to a door manned by a security guard. The guard nods at the man you are with and does not say a word, and you are surprised as you are led into a somewhat well-lit hallway, past rooms that look like they are meant for private strip shows—some with the doors closed. 

"I'm Hoseok, by the way," the man says, giving your hand a gentle squeeze. 

You feel your cheeks warm as you tell him your name, then you turn to take in his pretty face and ask, "Do you work here?"

Hoseok's features are long and thin, just like his build, and his heart shaped lips pull into a bright, wide smile as he glances at you and says, "I guess you could say it's a family business."

You hum and store the information for later, not eager to ruin the moment by asking too many questions. At the end of the hall is another guard who nods to Hoseok and says, "Executive suite is all yours, sir."

"Thanks, Binnie," Hoseok says as he punches a long code into the a keypad and opens the door to a set of stairs that continue underground to a dark, fuchsia-lit hallway. With another squeeze of your hand, he says, "Do you have a safeword? Or, rather, do you think we will need one?"

You do not have a safeword and you shake your head as you say, "I don't…but we could establish one."

A loud slap followed by a scream echoes from behind one of the doors you pass, causing goosebumps to break out over your skin. And when Hoseok asks, "Just how hard do you like to be fucked?" you feel a shiver work its way through you.

"Hard," you admit, keeping your eyes on the black door at the end of the hallway, too shy to look at Hoseok. "Make me forget about my shitty ex. Make me forget my own name."

"Ooh, a rebound?" Hoseok asks excitedly as you reach the door at the end of the hall and he punches in another long code to gain access. "How exciting."

The door opens wide and you step inside, marveling at the large bed with silk sheets and black wrist and ankle restraints resting on top—at the shelves of impact toys and dildos, vibrators, and plugs. You take in the sight of a large, white leather couch and a fully stocked bar to the far left, and then you turn back to Hoseok, feeling bold. 

"I've always wanted to try to squirt, but I've never been with someone good enough to get me there."

Hoseok's eyes widen, and the door slams closed behind the two of you, leaving you in an equally dim room, perfectly alone. Quickly, he begins to unbutton his black dress shirt as he very sharply says, “You. Me. Bed. Clothes off. Now.”

this one was just cruel. i'm so sorry for stopping here. i.............i might have to write more of this at some point because i would love to explore Collateral Hoseok so, so badly.

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Vlog #7

So fucking done with not being able to write.

Dry like a desert too. So not even late nights.

FUCK!

😭😭😭😭💜💜💜💜 JUST SAW THIS. I don't know who you are but thank you 🥺💜

@cherrysoulth is so awesome! Always so kind and thoughtful and makes some super creative works!

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you ever read a fanfic and just sit back and think…someone wrote something THIS good… and then just….published it on the internet….for free…..