Help Sahar And Her Family To Evacuate Gaza
Help Sahar and Her Family to Evacuate Gaza🇵🇸
I am in an urgent matter and I hope you watch the video. I hope you all stand by my side. Do not be stingy with me. You are my second family. I hope you help me so that I and my family are free Gaza🙏 . Donation link on my page in bio 🍉👇

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HE'S SO PRETTY ✦ SJY



➵ to love and be loved is everything
pairing: jake x f! reader
summary: sometimes you want to try a new makeup look out, but you can't do it the way you want on yourself. luckily, jake is always willing to be your model.
note: you'd be surprised by how easy it is to post often once you let go of being perfect and write down an idea whenever it comes...
warning(s): a teensy bit suggestive at one point, but mostly just a joke
word count: 1008
jake had been lazing on the couch, unsuspecting, when it happened.
he noticed his girlfriend in the entrance to the family room in their shared apartment, eyeing him with a keen, searching gaze.
he raised a brow, intrigued by what she was trying to observe.
"jake."
he hummed, "yeah?"
"let me put makeup on you."
now jake did not in fact have any sort of liquid in his mouth, but it he had it would be all over their coffee table at this point.
he spluttered slightly, "what?!"
and of course you turned your powerful pleading gaze on him, the one you know he can't resist.
"can i please put makeup on you? i saw a look i want to try, but it doesn't suit me at all."
jake contemplated slightly, the television running in the background long forgotten by then.
he smiled brightly at you, "sure!"
your jaw dropped slightly in surprise which confused him, "i thought that's what you wanted? wait! was this a test?"
you laughed, "no no! i just didn't expect you to agree so easily…"
by now you had made your way properly into the room and settled on the couch facing him.
jake tilted his head and you were hit with the image of a puppy, causing you to snicker before answering.
"but why?"
you shrugged, "some guys find it emasculating."
"oh...? but do whatever you want, baby?"
you gave him a cheshire cat smile, "yeah? even if i want to post you?"
jake grimaced, "as long as the look isn't ugly."
you gasped and smacked his shoulder, affronted.
"yah! my makeup always looks nice, and you know that."
he smiled because he did know that, but jake just ruffles your hair in lieu of a response.
you just huffed at his lack of faith and tug him towards your shared bedroom by the wrist.
you instructed jake on completing pre-makeup routines which causes him to pout because why couldn't you do it for him?
you: jake! babe! i'm not going to wash your face for you!
jake: why not :(
yeah... anyway, once he was all set, you settled him onto a chair.
it soon became apparent that the angle was a little awkward. because you weren't a professional makeup artist, you weren't that experienced in putting make up on others.
jake noted the frustration in your brow and whispered, trying his best not to break your concentration.
"hey, y/n..."
you let out a delayed hum, acknowledging him without turning your concentration to him.
"maybe this would be easier on the bed?"
now he had your attention. you glance at him with a raised brow, "how so?"
"well. i could lay down or like sit up and you could uh be on my lap?"
his voice pitched up near the end, clearly slightly nervous in asking the question.
your eyes lit up, thinking it could be the perfect solution before you narrowed your eyes in suspicion.
"and you have no ulterior motives?"
jake busted into laughter, "well i'd never claim that i don't benefit from having a pretty lady in my lap, but no. i promise i'll just lay there and let you do as you please."
"as i please, huh?" you waggled your eyebrows at jake and he just snorted.
"yeah, yeah, let's go."
you did feel a flush climb up you at the intimacy of the position, however it's far outweighed by the concentration at getting the look right. you looked at your phone in reference a few times, deciding once you had finished that you should style his hair as well.
you scrambled off the bed to gather more supplies from the washroom, leaving jake with stern instructions not to look at himself.
it was incredibly difficult, but jake managed to hold back the curiosity until you returned with his hair products.
he let you work peacefully, only closing his eyes and relaxing into the soothing feeling of your hands running through his hair.
jake had almost dozed off when you clapped and exclaimed, startling him.
"alright! all done."
you led jake to the vanity by the hand, only giving him the instruction to close his eyes because covering his eyes yourself would ruin the makeup.
"you can open your eyes," you whisper into jake's ears from behind him.
jake does as told and gasped. if he was being entirely honest, he had expected a full glam look and while not too excited for it, wasn't dreading it either. but this--
"babe, you made me look so hot!"
it was the perfect mix of subtle and dramatic.
you laughed, "first of all, you do that all on your own, but i'm glad you like it."
jake shook his head, you didn't understand. you did such a good job! he had to show this off to everyone.
you stared with confusion at your boyfriend as he made his way to the closet, ruffling through clothes. admittedly the alluring make up look paired with jake's pyjamas was a funny sight.
"whatcha doing, jakey?" you questioned when he took longer than usual.
"looking for an outfit! it's gonna make the photos look so much better, trust."
you laughed at his enthusiasm, he was now more excited at the prospect of posting the look than you were.
you decided to tease him, "but what if i want to keep this view all to myself."
he paused in his search, "...that's fine!"
but you knew him too well to not recognize the pout in his words.
"of course, i'm kidding! once you get dressed i'll use the training i received from.. your friends actually, on how to take good photos."
his previous excitement returned and you swore you could almost see a tail wagging in excitement.
so adorable! and yet he looked so handsome at the same time? incredibly unfair.
you lazed on the bed, scrolling through your phone to decide what pose and lighting would suit the look best while he got dressed.
and in the end, the pictures turned out amazing.

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i've shared amal's gofundme (@amalashuor) several times, but i just received messages from her that broke my heart

amal is a 26 year old mother from gaza. she is an incredibly dedicated and loving mother to her year old daughter, maryam. before the war, she was studying to receive her masters degree in french language. on her instagram (@/amal_sufian97_) she shared beautiful photos of her life and family in the years before the war.


now amal, her husband, and maryam have been displaced several times and have nowhere to turn to. amal wishes to finish her degree, and both she and her husband want nothing more than a better life for their young daughter. every time i receive a message from amal, my heart is full knowing she is still alive, but it breaks for her suffering. i implore you, please donate any amount you're able to help amal and her family escape gaza. they deserve nothing less than safety, warmth, love, laughter, security, and life. as of july 6th, €1,025 / €30,000 has been raised. her campaign is also included on el-shab-hussein and nabulsi's spreadsheet of verified fundraiser (#175). if you're unable to donate, please share. i want nothing more than to give amal hope that she can provide a better life for her daughter.

im gonna eat this up.
UNLUCKY GIRL SYNDROME ✦ PSH & SJY | TEASER !

inspired by operation true love
pairing ➻ sunghoon x f! reader x jake
synopsis ➻ if it was possible to see the number of people who would fall in love with you over your lifetime, most people would agree to it in a heartbeat, but some might not. you don't get that choice, labelled by a mysterious system as someone destined to receive no love and threatened to fix this 'error' before it's too late. but who will be your saviour, the social pariah sunghoon, or the school's golden boy sim jaeyun?
genres & tropes ➻ slow burn, love triangle, mystery
content warning ➻ profanity & some more serious themes like neglect and burnout + please be aware that this doesn't contain polyamory so there will be only one of them that you end up with
word count ➻ current 6.2 k, anticipated 15 - 20 k
note ➻ i was very excited to create this and share it with you all, so i sincerely hope you enjoy! it will be my first (enhablr) long fic, to celebrate 100 followers [i hope i finish this before i reach 200]
release date ➻ august!

INTRODUCING THE LOVE INTERESTS !


WELL . . . WHAT DO THEY THINK OF YOU ?
interviewer: what do you think of y/n, sunghoon?
sunghoon: she pisses me off.
interviewer: can you elaborate?
sunghoon: no.
interviewer: what about you, jake?
jake: y/n? y/n... hmmm the name's not familiar. are you sure she goes to decelis?
OH ! THEN, PERHAPS A SCENE FROM THE STORY WILL DO ?
finally. after a long hard day of, well, avoiding pushy fangirls and brown-nosers, jake has glimpsed some freedom.
he finds himself enjoying the breeze on a local park bench instead. it’s close enough to decelis that he still flinches every time he hears a high-pitched noise, but finding peace is not impossible.
especially when the park is full of families having fun and apparent couples lazing on the grass. it’s not often he gets to experience an atmosphere like this. not often that he’s allowed to pause and allow himself to feel the moment long enough to experience anything at all, actually.
it feels as if most of his time is spent in making connections, modelling, events and the time he does get to spend at school is used up dodging people who want to talk about said activities.
it’s downright exhausting, and it’s to the point jake considers dropping modelling several times a week. the issue, of course, is that he loves it. to him, it’s a form of art, especially when he can see all of the incredible content created from him. it’s like a part of him is permanently out there for people to know and experience and that’s just amazing to him.
so yeah. an impasse. but enough rumination, right now was his time to truly feel peace and enjoy the ambiance the fresh air and trees provided.
that is, until someone goes crashing to the ground in front of him, and yeah jake did think that a block of pavement jutting at an angle from the previous would be an issue, but seeing the stray train of thought come to fruition was unfortunate.
what just happened settles in, and jake scrambles off of the bench, mourning his peace only a little bit after taking in the familiar decelis girls’ uniform.
“oh my god, are you okay?” his hands hover unsure, twitching in the air uselessly in response to the girl’s groan filling the surroundings.
when you turn towards the boy to reassure him that ‘yeah, i just got my shit rocked in front of you, but i’m fine!’
you gasp when you notice who is, “it’s you! coffee boy!”
jake is a little astonished, since when was he coffee boy? “hey! i have a name.”
you furrow your brow a bit, and he can’t tell if you’re trying to remember said name or that’s pain on your face.
“jake! right?”
he ignores the odd, new feeling of someone having to confirm his name instead of intuitively knowing it before he even says a word and nods, “and you’re y/n.”
he’s not sure if he would have remembered your name were it not for the way your last encounter with him went.
you nod enthusiastically, before frowning at the sting you feel on your knees. it seemed they were slightly skinned. you frown, contemplating what you should do, still on the floor.
jake clears his throat, “you, uh, should probably do something about that.”
you raise an unimpressed brow, as if to say, ‘what, pray tell, should i do here in the middle of the park?’
but, not one to be discouraged, you reach into your bag, frowning and dumping one of the pockets contents onto the ground in search of what you need. you cheer slightly in triumph, grabbing the handkerchief around your skinned knee for now.
good enough until you get home.
you hear jake chuckle and fix your gaze back on him, confused as to what’s funny in the situation right now.
he smiles, pointing at an item from your backpack, “you’re still carrying a flip-phone around in this day and age?”
the blood evaporates out of your body. you don’t want it to be true, but as you follow his finger with bated breath, your heart stutters as your gaze lands on it.
it, being a bright. pink. flip-phone.
unbeknownst to you, jake frowns in confusion as he notices the drastic change in your demeanour. he remains dumbfounded as you flounder, shoving everything back in your backpack whilst completely ignoring the object.
he doesn’t even have the time to question you before you bolt away, leaving him and the flip phone.
jake’s unable to hold his curiosity back and he picks up the phone. he almost drops it at the message sitting on the home screen that greets him.
hey, you’re not supposed to look at this! (¬_¬)
just what the hell was this? jake shrugs off the unnerving feeling and pockets the cell, deciding he’d give it to you eventually when you spoke again. although with the way you ran off, you didn’t seem too keen about it.
the model is utterly confused, but. oh well. he supposed being strange was one of your character traits.

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ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 bad boy! 𝑙ee heeseung x 𝑓! reader. 𝒢enre fluff. 𝓢ynopsis. in which one single detention session with lee heeseung changes everything ! 𝑤𝑐 𐙚ㅤㅤ 873 ⸝⸝ not edited, kissing, skinship ⸝⸝ ୭ৎ — 𝓵𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗋𝔂 ᥫ᭡
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GROWING UP, YOU HAD ALWAYS BEEN THE GOLDEN GIRL. — completely on the top of your all your classes, effortlessly charming, and admired by everyone at school.
heeseung, on the other hand, was the bad influence type boy with a magnetic allure that drew whispers and gazes wherever he went, even having his own fan club.
your paths had rarely crossed throughout all of high school until that fateful afternoon when you found yourself in the same detention room, sentenced to spend an hour together.
the moment you saw lee heeseung in the room, you knew it was going to be one long hour for you. — more under cut !
heeseung leaned against the wall, his expression unreadable as he watched you cautiously take a seat across from him.
"no way— if it isn’t our little golden girl, y/n!" he drawled, breaking the silence with a smirk.
"what trouble did you get yourself into, walking into class two seconds late?"
you shot him a playful glare, feeling a rush of adrenaline at his sudden proximity.
"maybe i just wanted to see what the bad boy was up to,"
you countered, with the boldness of your words, even surprising yourself as you muttered the words out.
his smirk widened into a grin, somehow resembling a cheshire cat as his eyes sparkled with amusement.
"curiosity killed the cat, you know."
but despite his teasing demeanor, there was a flicker of something in his eyes when he let out that genuine smile — a vulnerability that made your heart skip a beat.
and a smile you’re sure you haven’t seen in your four years of attending school together.
as the minutes passed, you surprisingly found yourselves sharing funny stories, telling jokes, and learning unexpected common ground about each other.
you quickly realized after that hour with lee heeseung, he wasn't just the bad boy; he was witty, perceptive, knee-slapping hilarious and somehow very kind beneath his tough exterior.
when the bell signaling the end of detention finally rang, you both hesitated, reluctant to part ways after bonding so well, you both felt a connection you just couldn’t ignore.
"same time tomorrow?" heeseung asked nervously, a hint of hope painting his tone.
you nodded, unable to suppress the smile that spread across your face.
"well, why not? but only if you promise to behave not to get into too much trouble before then."
heeseung chuckled, a deep, magical sound that sent shivers down your spine.
"deal."
over the following days, your secret meetings in detention became the highlight of your everyday routine.
you laughed together, quarrelled over dumb things, and slowly unraveled the layers of each other's personalities.
the golden girl and the bad boy— total opposites yet you two couldn’t possibly deny that you drawn to each other like magnets.
on a rainy afternoon, as you sat together in comfortable silence, heeseung turned to you with a deep look in his eyes that made your breath twitch.
"you know," he began softly,
"i used to think being the local delinquent was my only role in this world. but then i met you, and suddenly, everything feels… different."
your heart raced, literally feeling it pump in your chest as his words hung in the air, charged with unspoken thoughts and emotions.
without thinking, you reached out and intertwined your fingers with his, feeling the electric warmth of his touch against your skin.
heeseung's gaze softened at the sight as he let out a soft smile, his thumb gently tracing circles on the back of your hand.
"i don't want to be the bad boy anymore,"
he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper.
"not if it means i can't be with you."
in that very moment, the world around you faded away, leaving only the two of you and the strong intensity of your connection.
with a surge of courage and impulse, you leaned in, cupping his cheeks gently and pressed your lips to his, almost feeling like a silent confession, a promise.
heeseung responded eagerly, his kiss gentle yet filled with a passion that ignited a fire within you.
time seemed to stand still as you lost yourselves in each other, the feeling of your body’s pressed together and souls intertwined.
the weight of unspoken words and shared feelings finally making its way out in the sweetness of your embrace.
when you finally pull apart, breathless and cheeks flushed pink, heeseung leans in once again and smiles against your lips.
a smile that signified and spoke of newfound possibilities and a future together filled with sweet moments like this.
"i think i'm done being the bad boy," he murmured, his voice tinged with a certain softness and wonder.
“really?” you asked with a hint of amusement on your face.
"mmh, because with you, i’ve finally found something worth being good for."
you let out a soft grin as you leaned into his embrace once again, the rain tapping softly against the windows, the rain blocking out your intimacy and vulnerability you could only share with each other out from the rest of the world.
you knew that this— whatever it was between you, was just the beginning of a love story written in whispers and stolen kisses.

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𖠵 . ׅ ࣪ ⌇𝐿OVE 𝐼S 𝐻𝐴RD 𝐹𝑂R 𝑅𝐼KI-𝐾UN !



ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 shy bf! 𝑛ishimura riki x 𝑓! reader. 𝒢enre fluff. 𝓢ynopsis. in which your boyfriend’s way too shy ! 𝑤𝑐 𐙚ㅤㅤ 777⸝⸝ not edited, kissing ⸝⸝ stream romance: untold ! ୭ৎ — 𝓵𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗋𝔂 ᥫ᭡
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YOU HAVE KNOWN NISHIMURA RIKI FOR AS LONG AS YOU COULD POSSIBLY REMEMBER.
from building sandcastles in the park to having sleepovers every weekend, your childhood was a tapestry of memories knit together with laughter, trust, the two of you were basically bonded for life.
it felt only natural when the both of you had realized the feelings of friendship had evolved into something deeper.
the transition from friends to lovers had been seamless and easy — or so you thought.
the first few weeks of dating were like your dreams come true.
every touch felt electric, every glance filled with unspoken words, you felt like the princesses you read about in your fairytale books and riki was your prince charming. — more under cut !
but recently, riki's behavior had changed.
he slowly became more disconnected with you, distant. his once bright eyes now clouded with something you couldn't quite put your finger on.
the texts that once buzzed your phone constantly had disappeared into thin air, and riki’s his usual warmth and radiant energy was replaced with a chilly indifference.
the anxiousness gnawed at you, each passing day a reminder of the growing distance between you two.
you replayed every interaction in your mind, searching for a clue, a reason for his changed behaviour.
one evening, as you laid on your bed, deep in your thoughts as you stared at the ceiling, you made a decision. you needed answers.
the next day, you met riki at your usual spot, a quiet park bench tucked away from the loud streets and protected from the world.
he arrived, hands shoved deep into his pockets, eyes avoiding yours. the sight of him, so close yet so far, made your heart even more jittery.
"riki, i think we need to talk," you said, voice trembling slightly with nervousness.
he looked at you then, surprise flickering across his face before he quickly masked it with that same look that was irking you for a while.
"sure, what’s up?"
taking a deep breath, you steadied yourself.
"do you...do you have romantic feelings for me still? it’s okay if not… i don’t want to force you to stay in a relationship you don’t want."
his reaction was immediate and telling. his eyes widened, and a flush crept up his neck to his cheeks. he stuttered, mouth opening and closing as if he was searching for the right words.
"w-what? y/n, why would you even ask that?"
"i don’t know riki, maybe because you've been acting so distant!"
you replied, voice cracking with all your masked emotions building up over the past few weeks.
"it's like you're not even here with me anymore, i miss my old riki."
riki's eyes wandered around, looking at everything but you, panic evident in his gaze.
he ran a hand through his hair, a nervous habit you knew all too well.
"i... i didn't mean to make you feel that way."
"then why? why are you pulling away from me?" you pleaded, tears of anger pooling up in your glossy eyes.
before you could process what was happening, riki closed the distance between you in one swift motion.
his hands cupped your face, and his lips crashed onto yours with an urgency that took your breath away.
the kiss was filled with intense, unspoken words filled with a desperate need that left you dizzy.
when he finally pulled back, you were left gasping for air, absolutely speechless and your heart pounding in your chest.
"does that answer your question?" he whispered, eyes wide with vulnerability.
you blinked, still reeling from the kiss.
"riki, i—"
but before you could finish, he stepped back, the flush on his cheeks deepening, his ears and neck turning the same shade.
"i-i have to go," he stammered, turning on his heel and practically running away from you.
you stood there, stunned and breathless, watching him retreat as you held back a giggle threatening to spill out.
the kiss had been passionate, over pouring with love but also overwhelming, it left you with more questions than answers.
why was love so hard for riki-kun?

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