Guys, I Fear I Now Have An Unhealthy Obsession With Kang Dae Ho Aka Player 388!!

I've been getting into one piece (again), I'm caught up on the manga, but I've just gone on a small break from the anime.

And I wanna read some fanfics (with almost or zero romance). But every time I find one y/n either has a devil fruit that's not so cool/strong or she's just kinda weak.

So If you have any suggestions on good fanfics can you pls tell me 🙏🏼

Hello my friends

My name is Hala from the Gaza Strip. My family and I are suffering from very difficult conditions. We lost our beautiful home in the Gaza Strip and I was displaced with my family, my father, my mother and my grandmother to the south of the Gaza Strip.

Winter has come and the tent we live in is dilapidated and does not protect us from the cold and rain. Please help me to repair our tent and provide our daily needs of food and medicine.

And also to save money so we can travel to Egypt.

Thank you for your solidarity with me

FROM THE RIVER TO THE SEA, PALESTINE WILL BE FREE!!!!

Look at how cute he is!!

I'm literally so weak in the knees rn.

BOOOOM SHAKALAKAAAAAA YEEESSSSSS GAAAAWWWWDDD

I desperately need more!!

thinking about kang dae-ho insisting you sleep on the bottom bunks with him during lights out so he can protect you. one arm slung around your body, holding you so close to his chest that he’d wake if you moved an inch.

his lunch fork would be clenched tightly between his fingers, hidden under the pillow so as to not worry you to the danger lurking on the other side of the room. he’d be ready to jab the long silver prongs into anyone that dared get too close.

spare mattresses would be set up around the spot you slept as makeshift barricades, all under the guise of privacy. but really dae-ho was buying himself time to react if he didn’t notice anyone creeping over in the shadows. every second counted when it came to keeping you safe. every second.

something the games made him painfully aware of.

“dae-ho?” you mumbled sleepily, shifting in his hold. “why aren’t you asleep?”

he leaned in and pressed his lips to your hair. “shh,” he soothed. “go back to sleep, baby.”

“have you slept at all?” you asked, and he slipped a hand under your shirt to rub circles against your tummy.

“of course,” he lied, pressing another kiss to your cheek this time. “sleep,” he ordered, “now.”

you wanted to pout and protest, but the heaviness of your eyelids won. dae-ho held you as you fell back asleep, relieved that you could again be blissfully unaware of the danger in the dark. but not dae-ho. he wouldn’t close his eyes longer than a blink, too afraid of what lurked in the shadows. too afraid of what could happen to you if he wasn’t ready to leap to your defence at any given moment.

he stroked your hair, tightened his grip on the fork, and narrowed his eyes at the shadows. even with his friends all awake and alert like him, he worried that he’d need more than a fork to keep you safe.

but he was big and he was strong, and as long as you were in his arms, he would stop at nothing to keep his girl alive.

need dae-ho to hold me tight ngl. like, comment, reblog. love <3

Hi dear donors ! ❤️

I would like to extend my thank and gratitude for the support you have been offering over the last eleven months. ❤️☺️

My family and I have been suffering and going through the hardest days we have ever experienced in our life . Things are very hard to get and and sometimes unattainable.😭😓

Our sufferings and hardship started on the first day of the war when all our possessions were completely destroyed and burned. We have become displaced and homeless , finding ourselves in a small tent in streets with no means of life. We lack every single necessary thing of life; food, water, hygiene essentials, and other necessities have become scarce and rare.

Our life has been tough and harsh all the last time. No cooking gas , nor cooking tools exist . We struggle to prepare a small meal of food.

No bakeries are available. Everything seems hard and unbelievable.😭

This is a part of burying the dead. We also face some problems in the process of buying our dead people as no place is there for the family. Tombs aren't for the number of people living on a small spot of land.

All what we need is to survive the war and be safe. We are trying to secure the daily basic living necessities and this can come true with your contribution and support. Please don't spare this moment of supporting the people in need in Gaza in this tough and dire time. You can help us by either donating however small it is or sharing my posts. Your support makes a big difference for families in need.https://gofund.me/7e428359

Let's try our best!!

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Maybe it wasn't a good idea to drink an energy drink before bed.... I went to bed at 5 am and just woke up at 13.20 😭💀

I'm cursing out everybody who had me fooled thinking he was extremely tall. All this time, this mf was only 3 inches taller than me?!😒 Why is reader always petite in every fanfic? justice for tall readers.

I just figured out Jason Todd is only 6ft. People are writing him like he's 10ft and 70 fucking inches across both width and height. Sure he's big but homeboy I reach his chin if not a bit over it. Y'all made me think he's abnormally tall.

ITS SO FREAKING ANNOYING!!

“Reader has black hair and blue eyes-“

THEN ITS NOT AN X READER!!???

I am in desperate need for Misaeng: Incomplete life fanfics 😭

There are literally none at all 😔 so if there are any writers out there that are bored and have no idea what to write, here is a recommendation (I'm begging you actually), especially if it's Han Seok Yul, Kang Hae-joon or Jang Baek-ki 🧎🏼‍♀️🛐