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I am mohammed _saqer ❤ a palestinian youngman from Gaza🍉🇵🇸, seeking to find safety and peace ☝️for my family if twenty members. We have been ❤🇵🇸🍉passing through all forms of torture and pain for almost ten months because of the war on Gaza.
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I earnestly seek your support for my family in Gaza. This fundraiser stands as our beacon of hope, our lifeline amidst the depths of despair. With profound sorrow, I implore your generosity as we endure this unimaginable ordeal. Your contribution can mean the difference between survival and oblivion for my family, and for this, we are eternally grateful. Please, help us to rebuild our life and pursue my PhD study as as there is no guarantee of safety here. kindly read my story, donate if you can, share if you could not.
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For my MC Twin AU - CALEB'S Spitfire [18+] (I SWEAR IM WORKING ON IT I JUST DON'T KNOW HOW TO WRITE SMUT WELL I'M SORRY 😞), I have hit a dilemma
i really want to write a one piece fanfic with like my own character in it but like it’s all good and well in my imagination but trying to put it into words in a book is just like …
i feel like i don’t have my own creativity and i’ll just get inspired by other fanfics i’ve read but i feel like i’ll be like so inspired or base my fanfics on theirs to the point where it’s borderline plagiarism and i dont wanna do that
but i do want to write a fanfic of one piece putting my character in different situations, settings.
it’s not even my own character as well it’s just trying to write a fanfic in general with the normal straw hats. i don’t have the motivation nor the creativity i’ll feel as though i’m basically copying other amazing fanfics
So I’m doing a short novel inspired by MDZS and other artwork. However I need some help to keep it together and respect the Xianxia genre while doing the same for the Chinese culture. If some ppl could help me on this please contact me on instagram: @itsjastyqbitch 😭🫶🏽
darling i think you just killed me… ohhhh my lord
blue jeans, white shirt
pairing: joao felix x reader
warnings: angsty
preface: your ex bf is famous af and he forgot about u from the fame, or so u thought
i will love you till the end of time, i would wait a million years. promise you’ll remember that you’re mine. baby can you see through the tears?
when joão got transferred to chelsea you guys have been dating for a year but it was getting quite serious. he was shown as the new young left winger from portugal. he got his fame from being on chelsea but you knew him when he first joined benfica. you have been knowing him since you were a child so you know everything about him. his pet peeves, his favourite songs, his little quirks and that’s what he liked about you.
you were attentive and loving, you both always had a connection since you were both teenagers. the connection quickly turned to dust when he stopped being attentive to you. he would have events and he stopped inviting you, he stopped inviting you to games, he just ghosted you overall. his mom often calls you to see if you guys have spoken but you secretly hated it. he was your first love, your first body, your first kiss. you were shattered when you realized he wasn’t putting in his all anymore so it was safe to say you guys were done, you deletes his number, unfollowed him on instagram, blocked him on snapchat, deleted anything of him on your phone, you even stopped watching football.
you were back home in portugal for the summer and you were staying again your familys villa, not a single thought in your brain except for seeing your new boyfriend. your new boyfriend was caring and great to you, helped you get over joão. you know your mother was inviting some family friends over and you know it was going to be the félix family but joão stopped attending family functions all together because he was “too busy”. you got out of the shower and you were changing into your pjs so you could do your makeup and you heard the front door open, you assumed it was your boyfriend until you heard a familiar loud voice. your stomach dropped and you started breathing heavily, you haven’t seen him since he’s joined barcelona and it’s now the middle of august.
you gave yourself a pep talk and reminded yourself that he means nothing now and your boyfriend is on the way now. you called your boyfriend to see where he is and he picked up on the last couple of rings. “hey y/n baby, i’m sorry but i don’t think i’ll be able to make it tonight. work is just a lot right now” he says, your stomach dropped yet again. “okay baby. i love you” you say swallowing your panic. you got ready and just tried to go on about your day.
you looked gorgeous. you lost weight, done your hair differently, you were barely wearing makeup. you were wearing a beautiful short summer dress with your perfect manicured hands and toes. joão loved how feminine you were. you walked downstairs of the villa and everyone’s eyes were on you. mrs félix ran up to you and gave you a big kiss on your cheek, you smiled as you hugged everyone, except joão. you just gave him a friendly wave as he looked at you in awe.
you went through the dinner with funny stories of your younger self as well as joão, before you would’ve been missing him but now you feel nothing. “eu vou ao banheiro” (i’m going to the bathroom) everyone nods as you get up, your heels clicking on the ground as you make your way to the bathroom. “wow she’s beautiful..” joão’s mother said to your parents, she turns her head towards her son “why would you do that.. she’s perfect joão”
“não sei..” (i don’t know) “vá falar com ela” his mother whispers to him. joão gets up, making his way to the home he has spent multiple nights over as a child.. multiple family pictures including a photo of you and joão, he sighed and smiled to himself as he takes a photo of it, he hears a familiar clicking, he looks to his left to see you walking toward him, not even looking at him. joão’s heart ached as you walked by him without even looking at him. “y/n.. please..” he says, you stop in your tracks, but continue walking. he walks up to you and turns you around to face him, the teary eyed boy looks at you, he noticed your gaze wasn’t the same as before, it was a cold different gaze. broken, “why did you do that..” you said with no expression on your face. “i’m sorry..”
“but you aren’t.”
he looked defeated to say the least. “if you were sorry you wouldn’t have done what you did, you fell out of love with me, and it’s okay. i’ve accepted it. but the reason why you were okay with it at first was because you knew i was in love with you, but now you aren’t because i’m with someone who actually loves me. it’s time for you to accept it joão, it’ll never be the same.” your words came out like a knife to his chest, your eyes started to water. someone who was once your best friend was now nobody to you. he saw a side of you nobody as seen, but unfortunately you loved him more than he loved you. truth be told but joão never fell out of love with you.
you walked away a few tears falling down your soft cheeks, you turn around to see joão’s hands covering his face as he heaves, you’ve never seen him cry like this. ever. you wipe your tears as you go back to the table plastering a fake smile, your family not having a single clue in the world about what just happened. few minutes after joão comes to the living room looking normal. you both exchanged a weak smile, your heart ached as well as his.
months pass by, you broke up with your boyfriend, joão’s loan at barca ended, and it’s officially euros season. despite avoiding watching football because of joão, you decided to start watching with your father, but tonight you’re at a hotel in berlin, 10 minutes away from the stadium. you posted on your story the place you were at. drinking a glass of wine as you lay on your bed doing your work on your computer, it was close to 2 am, you start to shut everything off as you hear the storm hitting your hotel window, you pull the covers over your body until you heard banging at your front door. afraid but you got up to look at the peephole to see a soaking wet joão. you open the door as he looks at you with bloodshot eyes, he’d been crying. he brings you in a tight hug as you hug him back, he takes in your scent, you always smelt so good.
“what’s wrong j?”
“too much on my mind.” he says drained, you brought him in to sit on the couch, you open a can of his favourite beer as he smiles to you, “you remembered” you giggled, “okay come on let’s talk” you said
you found out that joão missed a penalty shot and he just feels so bad, you understand his concern so you let him stay the night, you both sleep on the opposite sides of the bed. you started mindlessly scrolling on your phone now that you were wide awake. “i can’t stop thinking about you.” joão faces you
“joão please-“
“no y/n- please listen to me. you are my soulmate, my everything. you’re the only person that gets me..” he says as he gets up, walking up to you. “how can i let go of you? you are so fucking beautiful. you have the most beautiful skin, most beautiful hair, and your voice sounds like honey. all i think about is you. ever since i saw you moved on my heart yearned for you. i forgot how amazing you were. i was stupid, all i thought about was my career but completely forgot why i was in it for, i wanted to make money for you. but i got caught up with everything. please y/n.. i can’t lose you..” he says as he gets on his knees, hugging your body as he places kisses all over your body, “please y/n.. say something.” he says as he places a kiss on your cheeks, as well as briefly placing a kiss on your lips. you were crying as well as he was. you wanted to hug him and kiss him to let him know that everything will be okay.
“no- joão. please stop. it’s ruined. you ruined it. it can’t be fixed” you say as you pushed him off, “before i would’ve taken you back in a heartbeat. believe me. but now you don’t deserve me. i think you should leave” you held back your tears
he nodded, defeated. making his way to the door, he opened the door as he looked back at your teary eyes. “i would wait a million years for you. eu te amo” he walked out, your heart aching.
I hasth purchased cookie dough approximately three nights ago, but, alas, I forgot to keep it refrigerated for I was suffering from an ailment (a cold) and it ended up on my desk for the three days. Unfortunately, it appears there's approximately half of a tube left, and I hate to waste such delicious food. That being said, is this alright to consume?
I shan't be taking constructive criticism unfortunately, my darling friend has already advised me against it, but, it is rather presumptions to assume someone such as I, whomst eats far more peculiar things, shall heed her warnings. With this in mind, I shall eventually conclude whether this was smart decision making, or, in fact, an error on my part.
Reblog and put in the tags what temp you take your showers at
i'm gonna start screaming WHYYYYY
i'm trying to draw nightingale from crush crush, and i like doing collages first to get a feel for the character
SHE HAS NO SPECIAL OUTFITS
NOTHING
does no one like our avian queen????
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Just submitted a Weezer related bedroom tour to Schlatt (me and my friend both did, I’m the one with the Brain Bell singed guitar :3)
((Well, if my video makes it))
Does anyone have any drawing tips I could use?
ZOMEONE FREE ME. HE HAZ ME IN YHEIR BAXEMANY . MY ZVREEN TKME IZNLIMTED. IM ZO COOKED
Matching w my husband 🤭😍😘😘😘😘😘😍😍😍😍🤭🤭🤭🤭🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰😍😍😍😍😍😜😜😜😜😜🤗🤗🤗🤗💗💗💗💗💗💎
Become a jeweler tarragon, follow in your fathers foot steps. You’ll have so much fun at art school..
Yeah great, a leather spoon. I hope ur happy.
Hear me out :
Izuku Midoriya used to stutter a lot back in primary/middle school (it kinda stopped when he met all might, due to him being more confident or smth)
And even as an adult, the first time he tried to speak to you, he was stuttering HARD. Took him a minute to ask for your name (which you gave him, as well as your number)
The same way you can’t force people to enter your life, you can’t force them to stay.
Let them go; let yourself heal. You’ll be okay, always have been, and always will be.
I sound cool calm and collected but that's only because I have autocorrect otherwise it would all look like this
You know, at this point in my life I have heard about plastic surgery, seen before and after pictures, watched it be talked about on TV shows
However
I do not actually know how it works, and at this point I am too afraid to ask
I fucking hate quadratics and complex numbers. Just math in general. Makes me feel like a fucking idiot.
y’all i got cocky and somehow got myself into drawing 45 bust shots 😀
Ok hear me out Luka's fingers are always blue so what if he died but then got brought back to life by some machine so maybe if hyuna and mizi win then they can bring Ivan, till, and sua back to life as a prize (stage 3 bargaining) HEAR ME OUT GUYS HEAR ME OU-
Helpppp
So I just finished the NaNoWriMo story I was doing for school yesterday, and then last night I thought of another fucking story.
Long story short, I've come up with the plot, 11 characters, their names, and their pasts, and I created a playlist for my MC.
Is it One AM where I am? Yes.
Am I helping my older sister catch one of our cats? Yes.
Am I getting any sleep tonight? Maybe, it has yet do be decided.
Will I be in a bad mood tommorow? YES, no doubt.
Is one of my dogs stuck under my bed, Yes.
FANART FOR @snoddie’s MONSTER AU
Hehehe I love this au
but what did I make-
Me: Hey Tumblr can I have my messages back?
Tumblr: Yeah sure! Give us some time to check the problem
*1 day later*
Tumblr: *logs me out of my fricking account*
Normal artists: *using 3039271627383829 layers for one pic*
Me: im gonna color my art on the sketch yeah, not even on the line art) , watch me b*tches-
Made this while my hand is currently cramping 🤪🤪🤪