“If I End Up Killing Myself, Don’t Be Surprised”

The consistent dehumanization language used in describing Palestinians in western media is unfathomable. The consistent denial of seeing our children as children. For everybody seeing this, don't fall into this, seek out the truth and educate yourself because that's the best and only way we can help people in Palestine. We have to amplify their voices.

It has been hard for me to talk about how what is going on with Israel and Palestine is affecting me personally, but I grew up in Gaza and most of my family still lives there. My father did not survive the bombings last week and I have not been able to contact my younger sister in days. I am try to being understanding that most people do not have personal connections to what is happening and therefore are justifying their silence, but is heartbreaking to see this misinformation being spread. What’s happening there is a genocide, not a war. It is not antisemitic to support Palestine, it’s not even antiemetic to criticise Israel. There is no grey area or neutrality regarding this, and it is so easy to find resources that will educate you on the subject. It is my people and my home being destroyed so I will never be silent about this, but I please urge everyone to get informed and start speaking up and finding ways they can help.

decolonizepalestine has tons of information on Palestine’s history/propaganda that has been spread throughout the years

UK citizens can email their MP asking for a ceasefire

US citizens can call/email their local government officials asking for a ceasefire

Jewish Voice for Peace also has many resources for ways for US citizens to get involved, including protests

Donate to Palestine Children’s Relief Fund

Donate to Medical Aid for Palestine

Donate to help get food and hygiene kits to Gaza

As today is the International Children's Day, it is a good occasion to remind you: Israel killed 5500 children in Gaza in less than 45 days.

I want to write a Mike Schmidt x Oc but I don’t know where to start or if anyone wants it 😭

“Chill Day” Ethan x Reader Imagine requested by @littleblue5mcdork

Warnings: Swearing (of course) and fluff.

(GIF credit to @slytherinnpride )

“Ethan, Baby I’m here.” I shouted as I walked in to my boyfriend Ethan’s house, but I was greeted with silence.

I knitted my eyebrows together as I placed my bag on the floor where my shoes laid, and continued to take cautious steps throughout his home.

After calling out for him multiple times, I sill didn’t get an answer. I bit the inside of my cheek anxiously. This isn’t like him at all.

The sound of clattering dishes came from afar followed with a “Fuck me!”. I held my confused expression as I made my way towards the kitchen.

Peeking my head in I find my little brunette boy frantically frying something on the stovetop. His hair was a disheveled mess, and it only got worse as flames shot up from the skillet.

“Oh fucking shit, fuck-Ah!” He began to scream in a panic as he threw the flaming pan in to the sink.

I couldn’t hold it in any longer; I burst in to a fit of laughter. He spun around on his heels so fast he could’ve gotten whiplash. Seeing my giggling figure fall to the ground unable to stop, Ethan’s face grew a shade of red as he laughed as well.

“You weren’t suppose to see that.” He sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck.

“What were you doing?” I asked as I came out of my laughing spell.

He looked down to the floor.

“I was trying to make you a quesadilla. Like the one you always get from chipotle.” He sent me a small smile, and I picked myself up.

“Ethan you didn’t have to do that. It’s okay though, we can order out.” I gently wrapped my arms around his slim torso, and buried my face in his chest.

He pouted before smiling once more, and took my hand in his before dragging me to the living room. He kept repeating ‘I have an idea’ over and over again. He took me to the couch and pushed me down on to it, and he continued to giggle like a school girl as he ran around the house.

He finally returned with a box and plopped it in front of the television. I gave him a strange look as he opened the box, revealing his Nintendo 64.

“Let’s stream Mario Party!” He smirked.

My eyes widened before I returned his facial expression confidently. He knows how competitive I get when we play this, but I hope everyone is prepared for a lot of yelling.

“You’re on nerd.” I challenged.

He set up the camera and computer before we both got comfortable on the couch.

The fans didn’t know about our relationship yet; they knew we were good friends, but not that we were dating.

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“Ethan what the actual fuck!” I shouted through my gritted teeth. He stole my star for the third time, and I was beginning to get tired of his shit.

He laughed hysterically while clapping his hands. I made sure to glare at him as if my life depended on it.

“Sorry baby cakes you were the only other person with a star. Plus, I have so many coins it would be pointless to steal those.” He cheekily winked at me to fuel my anger.

“Don’t talk to me.” I grumbled for myself to hear.

“What was that?” He cupped his ear with his hand and gave me a side-eyed look.

“HAHA!” I pointed to the television as he landed on the bowser space.

His head snapped towards the screen and he screamed in fear. Bowser had decided to even out everyone’s coins, and I couldn’t feel angrier.

“Yes! Yes!” He cheered with pure ecstasy, and jumped on the couch.

I rested my chin on the palm of my hand and grumbled multiple profanities.

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Ethan of course won 4/5 rounds we played, and continued to brag about it as we were answering questions that fans were asking.

“Can you shut up Ethan. We get it, you won.” I snapped at the grinning boy beside me.

He rose his eyebrows at me with an amused on his face.

“Is someone salty that they stink?” He began to lean forward, inching his face closer to mine.

“Ethan d-don’t.” I glared at him as he wrapped his arms around me.

“That they lost really really badly.” His lips were hovering beside my ear, and I tensed up.

He knew what he was doing to me. He knew how to press my buttons. I glanced at the chat which was going crazy with speculations and caps lock.

“Ethan you little shit get off of me.” I screamed at the top of my lungs, before pouncing on him and lightly pressing my fingers against his sides.

He let out a bunch of high pitched screams and pleas as I tickled his sides.

“Okay, okay I’m sorry please stop.” He cried out with what little breath he has left.

I smirked and got off of him, leaning back in to my spot on the couch.

“Alright that’s enough for the stream today guys.” He breathed with a sigh of relief.

I watched as the chat continued to freak out and beg for explanations, but Ethan ignored so the fans are left on edge and did his outro.

“Well that’s a good way to freak the fandom out.” He chuckled softly.

I began to giggle along with him, and laid my head on the arm rest of the couch. Once we settled down I closed my eyes and let out a deep breath. He looked over at me with a serious look on his face, and his chin rested upon his palm. I could feel the couch dip closer and closer to me till I felt his presence right above me.

I fluttered my eyes open to see Ethan’s face inches from mine, and his arms on either side of me. His hot breath fanned against my face as his beautiful blue eyes scanned every inch of me. I tilted my chin upwards expecting him to give me what I wanted, but he suddenly relaxed his arms letting his body fall on to mine. I groaned at his action, but let out a soft chuckle as I ran my fingers through his hair. He sleepily hummed, as he situated his head on to my chest.

I let him fall asleep, and I continued to rub his back while I focused on whatever movie was on. He shifted slightly and picked his head up.

“Wait.” He brought his face close to mine and gave me a quick peck on the lips without a warning.

“Okay now I sleep” he hugged me closer, leaving me with a flustered face.

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Could you maybe write a hc about the whole "soutsides going to Riverdale high" thing that's about to happen? Where the reader is a Northsider and dating sweet pea? Thank you!

Hope you’ll enjoy it! I had so much fun writing it!! xox

•You were in art class, trying to paint Ronnie who couldn’t stop moving when you heard it.

•Principal Weatherbee announcing that Southside high was shut down and the southsiders were going to join Riverdale high.

•Everyone in your class started panicking. Most of your classmates were the kids of important people in Riverdale. They were in Riverdale High for a reason. Northsiders feared the southside. Drugs, gangs, crimes and young delinquents.

•Everyone was whispering about how the school was going to be dangerous now that the southsiders were here.

•The only person who wasn’t going crazy was you.

•You smiled, thinking about your boyfriend Sweet Pea.

•You two were like the cliché movie couple. The nice girl from a wealthy family and the badboy with a messed up childhood. You had fallen in love a few years ago on a cold night of november. He had saved you from other boys who were messing with you as you walked home. His tall figure scaring them away.

•Ever since that night, You two never left eachothers side.

•You were so excited for him to come to your school, you knew that deep down, behind all his hate for the northside, he was happy about seeing your smile everyday.

•You were talking with Kevin and Betty in the halls when everyone quieted down and looked down the hall.

•The serpents.

•Jughead was leading them, Toni and Fangs behind him. It took you a second to find Sweet Pea. He was taller than everyone afterall.

•Everyone took a few steps back to let them pass. They were intimidated by them with their leather jackets and their badass faces.

•Sweet Pea was looking around, searching for you. When he saw you, he smiled and walked towards you.

•You ran to him, your hair floating behind you and jumped into his arms, wrapping your arms around his neck. He had to bend a bit because if he didn’t, you wouldn’t have been able to reach him.

•"Hey kitten.. Weren’t expecting such a surprise were you?“ He whispered into your ear.

•A few students around you gasped seeing you jump in this serpent’s arms. They started saying mean things but Sweet Pea told you to ignore them.

•"She’s dating this gang member?!”

•"Wow.. Her future is ruined. He won’t give her a good life.“

•"Is she gonna join the serpents now??”

•Sweets took your hand and lead you outside in the garden.

•"Don’t listen to them okay.. I’m with you now and look at my new schedule.. I asked for a few modifications.“ He smiled, showing you the paper.

•"We’re in the same classes?!”

•"I had to be extra nice to get it changed. But it was all worth it.“

•"I love you!” You said, kissing him.

•School with Sweets was like a dream.

•You two sharing a locker. Him having the top shelf and you having the bottom one.

•Every time you would be bored in class, you would turn around and look at the back of the class to see Sweet Pea staring at you.

•Being lab partners.

•Him writing notes on small pieces of paper and giving them to you in class.

•«Next bell. You. Me. Locker rooms.»

•Meeting him in the locker rooms so you could makeout in private.

•Him borrowing your school books because he can’t afford them.

•Him driving you home on his bike every night.

•Study dates at his trailer.

•Doing oral presentations together and him being super nervous for this little and simple thing.

•Him not being able to throw a ball at you while playing dodge ball in gym class because you’re his little kitten.

•Leaving cute notes in your shared locker.

•School being so much better with him around.

•"The northside isn’t that bad when you’re here..“ He’d say, smirking.

and let the history books name joe biden, rishi sunak, justin trudeau, emmanuel macron, ursula von der leyen and every other world leader who did not step in to prevent the genocide of palestine as cold-blooded murderers. may they face a shred of the immeasurable pain and suffering they allowed to be committed against 2.2. million innocent lives.

I want a home mostly just to welcome people into it. There will be bowls of candy for guests, and the cookie jar is full. I’ll always say “I was just about to make a coffee/tea/cocoa, would you like one?” when somebody walks in. There’s lemonade and iced tea made fresh on hot days. Once it hits That Hour and they start saying they really should be going, I’ll remind them that the futon is always open, and I’m making cinnamon rolls tomorrow. There’s champagne and sparkling juice hidden on a high shelf just in case somebody announces their engagement or their pregnancy or their new job while they’re here. There is an extra chair in the living room, at the table, and on the deck, and it’s for you. I want to be able to say “if you’re ever in trouble, come to me.”

Dating. We’re Dating. | Ruby Martinez x Reader

Word Count: 1,001

Prompt, Summary, Request: Hey can you please write more about on my block ? Cesar or Ruby, there’s literally no fics about them and it’s killing me :/ thanks 🙏🏼 Warnings: none Author’s Note: I hope you enjoy this! I have a Cesar fic I’m working on right now. Thank you for your request :) 

“Are you sure it’s okay that I stay over? I don’t want to be a trouble for your mother or abuelita or the twins or your-“Your worrying was quickly cut off by Ruby’s finger being placed on your lips to shush you.  

“Princesa, my family loves you. Stop worrying,” he smiled, putting a reassuring hand on your shoulder and rubbing it gently.

You smiled at his comment and leaned in to peck his lips quickly. Ruby blushed wildly at your gesture and leaned in towards you to kiss you slowly but he was quickly interrupted. Both of your heads snapped towards the door to see his mother leaning against the door frame.

“Time for bed, lovebirds,” she smiled, causing both Ruby’s and your face to turn a bright shade of pink.

“Goodnight,” Ruby muttered before quickly shoving his mother out of the room and closing the door.

A small smile crept onto his lips as he watched you try to stifle a laugh. The two of you began to get ready for bed. Once you were ready, Ruby turned off the lights and crawled into bed. You quickly followed his actions and awkwardly laid down next to him.

For a few minutes, you both laid side by side, not daring to even touch each other. Slowly, you felt Ruby put his arm under your neck and draped it over your shoulders. Your heart was racing, and your pretty sure Ruby’s was as well. You smiled and rolled over, so your head was resting on his chest. You listened to Ruby’s heart rate slowly fell back into its normal pattern.

You felt slender fingertips brush through your hair gently before Ruby muttered, “Goodnight, my princesa.”

The next morning, the two of you didn’t wake until an interruption. While you were sleeping, your head resting on his chest and his arm cradling the back of your neck, Monse and Jamaal were making their way to Ruby’s house.

“Have you talked to Y/N in the past day?” Monse asked as they walked into the garden of Ruby’s house.

“I texted her but she didn’t reply. What about you?” Jamaal asked as he purposely tried to trip up the steps of his porch.

“I tried calling but she didn’t pick up,” Monse rolled her eyes as Jamaal picked himself up from the ground.

The two friends knocked on the front door. One of the twins swung the door open, holding a barbie doll’s head in their fist. Jamaal raised his eyebrow before stepping inside.

“Where’s Ruby?” He asked the small child, patting his head.

“They’re in his room,” he stated before running away.

Monse and Jamaal shared a questioning look before Monse said, “They?”

Jamaal shrugged, assuming that the toddler just didn’t know how to use the correct pronouns yet. They made their way to Ruby’s bedroom. Jamaal turned the cold doorknob and swung the door open, making it hit the wall. The sudden noise awoke the couple that were lying happily in the bed. As Ruby and you suddenly sat up, startled by the noise, you both hit your heads together. Ruby shared a look of confusion with you while you were rubbing your temple.

“Oh my god,” Jamaal screamed, causing Ruby to squeal and snap his head towards the doorway where Monse and Jamaal stood.

“You and her? Him and you?” Monse exclaimed, wagging her finger between the two of you.

Ruby sensed you tense up beside him. You had always been worried about the reaction the gang would have and you would have definitely chosen a different way to announce the relationship. Ruby’s hand inched towards yours, that was hidden under the blankets. His fingers laced with yours and you shot him a weak smile.

“Yes, me and her,” Ruby sighed, scratching the back of his head with his free hand.

“Hey, guys- Woah! What’s going on in here,” Cesar said as he entered Ruby’s bedroom.

“They-They’re, they are um- “Jamaal stumbled on his words, still astounded at his new discovery.

“Dating, we’re dating,” Ruby spoke up, rubbing his thumb over the back of your hand.  

“How long?” Monse asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Three months,” Ruby stated.

The group erupted into a loud scream. All three of them flailing their arms about, yelling at their two friends that have kept a secret for such a long time. You sharply inhaled, squeezing your eyes shut. Ruby squeezed your hand, causing you to look at him and he kissed your forehead gently. The group of friends yelling abruptly stopped as they witnessed the gesture.

“Damn, you guys really like each other,” Monse said, a small smile playing on her lips.

“Yeah, we do,” Ruby smiled, not breaking his eye contact with you.

“I’m going to throw up,” Jamaal stated, holding his stomach.

“Least you have another excuse to get out of football,” You joked, causing an eruption of laughter.

“Anyways, I’m happy for you guys. I was just joining in on the trend of yelling,” Cesar said, giving a lopsided smirk.

“Oh, sure you were,” Ruby said, rolling his eyes.

“Okay, enough. You two get out of bed because we’re going to be late,” Monse ordered.

“Okay, okay,” Ruby said, letting go of your hand and climbing out of bed.

You quickly followed him out of the room. Just as you were about to enter the bathroom, Ruby pulled you aside in the hallway.

“Is everything okay?” He questioned, not breaking the loving gaze the two of you had.

“Yes, because I can finally kiss you in public,” you smirked.

Ruby smiled back and quickly closed the gap between you. Your arms found their way to his neck, pulling him closer towards you. Ruby’s grip tightened around your waist, deepening the kiss.

“Okay, now I really am going to throw up,” Jamaal stated, causing you to laugh into the kiss.

Ruby hesitantly pulled away from you, “We should probably get ready.”