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Save My Family from the War Nightmare in Gaza

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Hello I am Mohammad Tayseer, 34 years old, Palestinian living in Gaza. I am married to Basma Ramez, and we have two children: Jude, who is 4 years old, and yazan, who is 2 and a half years old.

Our life was normal and full of optimism, and we had big ambitions.I worked in smartphone programming at City Phone. I was happy with my job, and our dreams were focused on building a bright and beautiful future for our children. We had a large, beautiful home that sheltered us, full of many wonderful memories.

But suddenly, without any warning, war destroyed everything beautiful in our lives. Our home was demolished by a missile, leaving nothing behind, and my company was also damaged. I lost my job, and we became homeless and without income.

Pictures of a house when it is partially destroyed

Pictures of the house after it was hit by a missile and completely destroyed

We tried to flee more than five times to safer areas in search of security, but safety in Gaza has become nearly impossible. Death and destruction are everywhere, and our children live in a constant nightmare. Opportunities for education and entertainment have vanished, and basic necessities are scarce. We live in poverty and despair.

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Hello, I am Mohammad Taysir, 34 years old, a Palestinian living in Gaz… Mohammed Alanqar needs your support for Save My Family from the War

We are now seeking a chance to live in a safe place outside of Gaza. However, our only hope now is to escape this ongoing hell and find a safe haven for our family. This requires significant financial costs, as border crossing fees amount to $5,000 per adult and $2,500 per child, a sum I cannot afford on my own.

Every donation, no matter the amount, whether $10 or $20, will have a significant impact on our lives. Your contributions will help cover the costs of travel and living in a safe country. We hope to start a new life away from fear and destruction and give our children a new opportunity to dream and hope. Our children deserve to live in safety

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thinking about how lonely kageyama tobio is growing up. every after game he wins, he would see his teammates run to their family who's standing on the audience bench waiting with proud smiles. he never shows it but his chest aches with longing and yearning.

but it all changes when you and him start dating. the first time he sees your family is at his first professional game.

his eyes scan the crowds, knowing you'll be there, cheering on him like you've always been. imagine his surprise when he sees you, not alone, but with your mom, dad, and your little brother beside you.

“im so sorry, they really want to come see you.” you apologize, scared that tobio might feel uncomfortable with your family tagging along.

tobio shakes his head, “no—”

his words cut off by a sudden hug from your dad.

“im so proud of you boy, you did great out there!” tobio stunned, not familiar with the warm gesture. he awkwardly hugged your father back.

“dad, stop it please. sorry tobio, he's a little bit enthusiastic.” with that, your father released him a gentle tap on the shoulder and gave him a bright smile.

“i didnt know that my daughter's boyfriend is an amazing athlete.” your mother claims.

tobio gave her a shy smile and nodded his head, “thank you, mrs—”

“call me mom, okay?—” “mom, dont make him uncomfortable please”

“thank you, mom.”

your little brother tugged tobio's jersey, “can you teach me volleyball?”

“emm, sure—”

“oh my god let's plan the wedding!”

“mom please dont!”

for the first time, tobio's heart feels full and completed.

❛ 𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐘 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 ! ❜ | episode 002

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 — suna rintaro x f!reader

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a/n :: guys trust me we're gonna get to suna x yn texts soon!!! i just want to introduce the groupchats first and their dynamic before everything to get it out of the way 😅 this really is a very weird group of people, but it was just an excuse to choose the characters i thought would be funniest if they were to interact with each other...sue me!!! the series is starting off pretty slow, but pls be patient we're gonna get to the excited parts soon :33

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cant stand a man who feels repulsed by dating his own race bro

akaashi crushing on you ✮₊⊹✧⋆

ok here’s a cute little smau i made of akaashi crushing on you!! ദ്ദി(ᵔᗜᵔ)

ᡣ𐭩 •｡ꪆৎ ˚⋅

TRUE ROMANCE

I. prologue

friday nights were always special to you. that's when you can sit on your bed with your glittered pens and pour your heart into your journal. as love songs spew from your unicorn speaker― a tacky gift from your grandma but you still cherish it, you sit crisscrossed and doodle and rant and confess all your deepest darkest secrets of that week. and sometimes, if you're lucky, you'll have someone to write about. you'd gush over the way they smelled that day or the eye contact you both held (that you swear was intentional and lasted more than 2 seconds). it was childish, really. while other girls were hooking up with guys or out having fun at least, you were at home in your pyjamas, geeking over the way barou shouei helped you pick up textbooks which had long deserted your arms and fell to the floor. when you'd finished putting all of your feelings onto the page, sometimes pages, you'd address the letter, seal it, and store it in your special box under your bed—the box your mom kept from the 90s. It was bright pink, and the inside was lined with leopard print, and you were so excited when she gifted it to you. you felt closer to her somehow. but anyway, the letters aren't harming anyone and it's not like they'd get mailed one day. that's what you told yourself, anyway. because it's impossible for anyone to find them, right?

taglist !!

@bvttersywt

𝐊𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐀

rin itoshi only favoured a few things in his life. that is; football and being the best. he never fancied studying or being popular. not to say that he wasn't either of those things! some might say he was quite the opposite. even with all the effort he put into being the best striker, he still found time to study and take notes and go to class. he wasn't a loner either. he was actually quite well known around campus for how skilled he was with a ball and his striking good looks. yup! stoic front and all, rin was the talk of the campus and piles of love letters formed hills and mountains in his locker and confessions rolled off the tongues of passersby. not that he cared for that, anyway.

he cared for football, being the best, and one more thing. something that he'd never verbally confess but when he wasn't training profusely or studying his hardest for an upcoming exam, he allowed his mind to wander to you and what you were doing. if you were studying as well or if you had your nose deep in this week's novel. he sometimes wondered if you somehow thought about him too, as silly as the thought was to him. he could feel his heart run laps in his chest when you'd walk past him in the hallways or how the hairs that ran along his forearms would raise when he heard you smoothly ask a question during classes. 

sometimes, if his teammates were lucky, rin would ask them what they thought of you but their answers were all unsatisfactory to him. "y/n? she's pretty cute." some would say. or "yeah, she's nice, why?" he never understood how you could be "just nice" to anyone when to him, your beauty exceeded his understanding. not just your physical beauty, but the way you treated others. how you'd offer to help teachers who struggled to carry various school equipment or how you'd tutor the other jocks at school. it all forced him to admire you more. that's what he referred to it as, anyway. that squeeze that he'd feel in his chest when he saw you speaking so comfortably with your other classmates or how upset he'd feel when he overheard you speaking to your friends about the date you went on last Friday (they never ended well) were all labelled as pure admiration. 

NIRVANA || aot smau

synopsis ; after a really bad breakup, eren, mikasa and armin are starstruck on you learning to enjoy life again. maybe adding a few new characters to the mix is just what you need to forget about your ex.

genre : social media au, enemies to friends to lovers, uni au, fluff, angst, sfw, slow burn, humour

c/w : brain rot jokes, suggestive themes, swearing, use of the n word, mentions of alcohol, none of the pictures used belong to me. all characters besides y/n belong to Hajime Isayama.

status : coming soon !

profiles ( ´ཀ` )

y/n's sugar bbys JSC WORLD DOMINATION!!!

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chaps ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆

01 - get over it!!

02 - ???

bf! kenma kozume who uses your selfies as his icons on every single platform available. steam, codm, you name it, you’re on it.

bf! kenma kozume who edits his in game avatars to look like you because “your face is satisfying to look at.” he then proceeds to throw a fit when “you” flirt with one of the love interests available, immediately hopping off the game and finding his place in your arms.

bf! kenma kozume who boosts you everywhere. your friends wonder how you reached platinum in valorant when you can barely manage to get double digit kills. your nickname in your discord server is literally “single digits.”

bf! kenma kozume who isn’t scared of getting his account banned, so long as he defends you from the misogynistic, lame weirdos who trashtalk you. he once got banned from chat for a month.

bf! kenma kozume who has the worst luck in gacha games, so when his favorite character’s banner drops, he immediately goes to your house to make you pull.

you and kenma had mutually agreed on a private relationship prior to being a couple, so he has absolutely no idea what to say when kuroo confronts him.

“kenma, who’s that girl in your profile picture?”

the man in question only coughs, looking around uncomfortably as he looks for a way to change the subject.

the two of you were currently doing your respective tasks in your room— kenma is gaming on your pc while you sit beside him, reading a book. your headset was cheap, making it easy for you to hear everything going on in the call.

“i, uhh...”

“what, is she an idol or something?”

oof. kuroo’s not letting up, is he?

your boyfriend’s gaze finds yours, the internal panic evident in his eyes. what’s that one old saying? eyes are a window to the soul?

you chuckle as you watch him, and kenma hmph’s at your dismissal.

kuroo speaks up again, interrupting the silence. “is she from a porno...? you can tell me, man.”

you barely hold back a fit of laughter as kenma stutters, “wha— no?! how’d you even come to that conclusion? you’re weird, kuroo!”

“just saying, bro. if you’re that secretive over her, you must be ashamed of how you discovered her. i mean, i’m not judgin’, you know,” he chuckles, setting up the bait. only thing left to do is wait for kenma to bite.

but kenma’s too smart for that. well, not really. if it were up to him, he’d have been screaming in kuroo’s ears right now about how absolutely pure and beautiful you are, and how he could never, ever be secretive over you. but, to his dismay, he remembers your agreement, mentally cursing himself for even agreeing in the first place.

you were his. his wonderful, utterly kind, other worldly beautiful love of his life. the object of all his desires, and the owner of his heart, body, and soul. why shouldn’t he show you off?!

you cave. in a matter of mere seconds, the headset goes from kenma’s head to yours as you speak against the mic, “i’m his girlfriend. you must be kuroo?”

on the other end, you can hear kuroo’s grunt of disbelief. kenma?! his anti social best friend who only ever talked to like, three people including him?! THAT guy managed to bag someone as pretty as you?! well, not to be condescending, but it simply doesn’t make sense! he doesn’t even go outside!

kenma grunts too, taking the headset back. his voice is calm again, back to its original octave. “kuroo, you there?”

“man, to be honest, i just thought you wanted to catfish people!”

this was literally so yummy i love this sm

2 MONTHS LATER.

BLAH BLAH BLAH — SUCK DICK ON ACCIDENT

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NOTES.

short chapter for last chapter

i hope you enjoyed suna's little mysmatch journey

this is my last smau until further notice! if you've read all of my smaus or even just 1, i appreciate you so much!

thank you for all the love always <3

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