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verified ways to send aid to gaza directly

Help a Palestinian family directly:

gazafunds.com - Donate directly to a Palestinian family in urgent need of evacuation, medical attention, food, rebuilding homes/businesses etc. (Spotlights 1 verified gfm at a time so if you don't know who/where to donate to just go here and donate to the one they show you!)

Help provide tents (urgent):

The Sameer Project: Currently providing tents for displaced families in Gaza (emergency bc tents in Rafah are being burned as we speak) (paypal) (gfm)

Food, cash & essentials:

Care for Gaza: Working on the ground in Gaza to distribute food, cash, medicine & other essentials to displaced families. (paypal) (gfm)

Direct Aid for Gaza: also working on the ground in Gaza to distribute food, cash & other daily essential suppliess to displaced families. (paypal) (gfm)

Water:

Gaza Municipality's water project: The official Municipality of Gaza needs help rebuilding the water infrastructure in Gaza City to restore access to clean water and waste management services for the people of Gaza. (This campaign only has a couple of weeks left but it's still only at 15%!)

eSIMs (urgent):

guide to buy & send esims for gaza

crips for esims for gaza: If you don't know how to buy esims or don't have the capacity to manage them (e.g. topping up regularly), this team of volunteers are collecting funds to buy & manage gaza esims regularly

Medical Aid

Palestine Red Crescent Society: Provides emergency medical and ambulance services and humanitarian relief on the ground in Gaza e.g. rescuing and treating the wounded.

THIS IS HOW YOU FALL IN LOVE | Mingi x Black Tomboy Reader | FANFIC SERIES.

Line Inspiration: From Strangers to friends, friends into lovers.

Summary: Mingi wanted to dance in the September rain with you and eat your favorite ice cream on hot summer days. He wanted to know the things you don't tell your close friends and he wanted to know your favorite song and your favorite day of the week. He wanted to know all the things that made you, you.

Warning: Underage drinking.

Genre: Slice of life, Fluff, shaky relationship with parent, Strangers to friends to lovers, Teenagers Au.

Author's Note: FINALLY LET'S GET INTO THIS MINGI FANFIC!!! Lol. The story was kind of proofread but still there may be some mistakes. I'm just riding the vibe of this story, so please don't mind me. This scene in chapter 1 is loosely based on a scene from a book I love named open water. I really loved the feeling it gave me when I read it.

CHAPTER ONE: Hope to see you again.

It's the brief moments that two strangers share an encounter. Names are exchanged and smiles are shared. You think he's cute, but he sort of thinks you're kinda cute of, but if you weren't dressed like a boy. There are a lot of people in someone's basement who you didn't know, but your friend Seonghwa knew the person who was throwing the party. You pull Seonghwa to the side. People drank lukewarm beer, some already drunk, some getting there.

Your fingers wrap around the red solo cup of piss-looking beer. Taking a sip you cringe. This wasn't you. This party wasn't you.

“You good?”

“You know I don't do parties, Seonghwa.”

“Didn't you say you wanted to get out of the house?”

“Yea–”

“So what's the problem?” he knocks his shoulder into yours, causing beer to splash over the rim of your solo cup.

Yeah, what was the problem? Seonghwa was already having a good time. Everyone else here was already deep into a good time. And then there's you who wasn't having a good time.

You smiled. Another sip. “No, Problem.”

Seonghwa takes your forearm dragging you through the crowded basement. “Let me introduce you to someone.”

In the corner was a DJ, spinning records, fading in and out, fast and slow. Something Megen Thee Stallion fading into Back That Ass by Juvenile. It gets the girls throwing their ass back on guys. And had some girls throwing ass back on each other. Their bodies move like they're at some Freaknik.

You felt yourself wanting to move to the music, too. To be a part of something you could talk about tomorrow with Seonghwa while on your break. Another sip. The beer warmed your insides. Another sip. You're feeling good.

You and Seonghwa stood in front of a boy. Tall. Bottle blonde hair with a serene smile. It's you who reach out first to shake his hand, but he takes you aback with an open hug, the casual embrace leaving you unsure if you should hug him back. Your drink spills a little on you. Now your dad will smell it and ask if you've been drinking. You'll lie though, and say something like: “Naw, this guy, rude, spilled his beer on me.”

“Hey,” you said.

“Hey.”

He smiled. You awkwardly stood there waiting for Seonghwa to introduce the two of you, but he was chatting with some girl now. Now you're scrambling to find something to say to this boy, but you're a little buzzed. So he stares at you. You stare at him. In the beat of silence that felt like forever, Seonghwa finally squeezes himself between that awkwardness.

“Y/n this is, Mingi. Mingi, this is Y/n,” he said. “She's single, you're single.”

Mingi laughed. “Oh, a setup I see.”

You elbow your friend in the ribs making him grunt. So that's why he wanted you to meet this someone, cause you both were single.

For the longest, Seonghwa has been trying to hook you up with people he knows. Never anyone who stayed in your life permanently. They were temporarily there one minute and gone the next. It was the boys never you. They just couldn't date someone who acted like too much of a guy and who was taller than them.

“I'm sorry about Seonghwa he doesn't know to mind his business,” You said.

“Helping,” he said. “Just helping. Her cup is empty, Mingi. Get her another drink, yeah?”

Seonghwa shoved you forward to go with Mingi. You tripped bumping into him, but he caught you with a laugh.

“I'm good on the drink.”

“I figured we should just head to the makeshift bar to give Seonghwa something to be proud of. Like he actually did a good deed.”

You laughed. Mingi laughed.

The strobing of party lights lit up Mingi's face before blinding you. The makeshift bar had bottles of liquor, and red solo cups of beer. Mingi goes for a solo cup. You lean against the makeshift bar feeling it tilt a bit.

Again, you don't know what to say, so Mingi talks. You watch his eyes, watch his hands as he talks, splashing beer every which way. It's the way he talks you notice when he gets excited and can't find the right word in English. He switches to Korean like you could understand him. But it's somewhere between his English and Korean you get a small glimpse of home. Not your home. But his. You oddly think about how you would explore his home more. With him guiding you. Telling you about this and that. Pointing out things he loved and things he hated.

In a way, you wanted him to explore your home, too. To tell him why you hated being yourself. That you didn't feel American enough to be one. To teach him how to say something in your native language and watch his mouth and tongue as he mispronounces words.

“You sure you don't want a drink?” Mingi asked.

You look around the crowded basement for a sign of Seonghwa. He's busy with some brunette who's smiling at him. He's slumped over her with his arm on the wall.

“I'm good.”

“How do you know Seonghwa?”

“Childhood friends.” You said. “You?”

“He knows my cousin. We became friends that way.”

Then you wanted to ask who his cousin was because Seonghwa knew a lot of people who he would introduce you. People names you can't remember. But they remembered you as The tall tomboy. Never by your name.

Mingi was suddenly pulled away by a pretty girl who needed him. You catch a small glimpse of her. Pretty face. Pretty smile.

He calls out to you. “Y/n, hope to see you again!”

You raised your solo cup with half a drop of beer inside. “Me too.” but he's already gone.

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BTW if anyone knows how to make pretty banners and borders can someone please make me some for this fic 😭

I just wanna find my passion for writing fanfics again.

12:05 am | Mark Lee x Black fem Reader

Inspired by home by good neighbours

NOT EDITED. NOT FUCKING EDITED.

author's note: I have let this rot in my draft long enough.

Darling, won't you take me home?

There's an ache in Mark's chest. A familiar ache for home when he watches you.

He didn't realize home could be a person not until the moment he heard your laughter. To him it was like the warmth of the sun poured from your mouth.

And that warmth made him miss a place he's never been.

It's when you kissed Mark's forehead and softly whisper his name into his soft brown hair that he unravels.

You where everything he missed about home.

THERE....👩🏾‍💻

And I realized I never fully understood my twin. My other half. I wonder who Lucas was outside of me. How much did it hurt him to be hidden in my shadow for so many years, to get overlooked by Papa and Mama

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