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EXCUSE ME WHATGDHEH 😳✋🏻

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Please help us to survive🙏🏻🙏🏻💔💔💔

Hello, I’m Haya Orouq from Gaza City because of the war, my house and my university were destroyed. We lost everything, my family and I did not have anything left. We left our homes in search of a safe place and we were displaced three times to different places to survive, but unfortunately there is no safe place in Gaza. My mother is very sick and she is a kidney failure patient in need of treatment outside. She suffers from LS. Help me and my family to survive. Please I’m asking your help don’t let me down I have nothing to do I’m poor less and young trying to help my family I’m homeless now so please I’m speaking to your humanity to help my mom and my family

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A RHINO ?@#?#?#

guys barney is a dinosaur what the fuck

Sungchan + 90s Love Ending Fairy 201206

Midnight love Masterlist

Pairings: Taeyong x reader, possible Jaehyun x reader oop

Genre:  Social media!au, angst, fluff, suggestive maybe, ex-lovers!au

Summarry: In which the world’s favorite up and coming artist, Lee Taeyong, never stopped loving his ex and wants to make things right this time.

A/N: So I’ve decided to make a masterlist for this series just so it’s easier for people to navigate it. I plan on finishing this series even if it takes me ages haha. 

Teaser-Prologue 

Profiles part 1 Profiles part 2

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

unspoken | mark lee

GENRE: fluff, tiniest bit of angst, enemies to lovers!au, conservatory/competition!au, slow burn    ↪ pianist!mark, pianist!y/n ft. some nct members  WORD COUNT: 32k PROMPT: mark lee was a role model student, often praised for his amazing piano skills. he was your aspiration, someone you envied and someone you wanted to desperately stand beside when being handed the highest achieving awards. unfortunately, that was only something you could wish for.  WARNINGS: swearing, suggestion, themes of strict parenting mentioned     A/N: this fic is inspired by ‘melophile’ by thepencilnerd! some parts couldn’t have been as strong without the comment section to some of these pieces and the annotations used within the videos as well! the whole entire time i was writing this as well i thought of your lie in april and haikyuu (lmfao the competitiveness). on a more sentimental note, this piece will hold a very special place in my heart. it’ll be the last piece i’m releasing on this account and i’m proud to say that i was able to write piece… it was quite the ride. i hope you guys enjoy ♡

DISCLAIMER: this story is completely fictional. the characters displayed within this work does not reflect upon the human being themselves. this au is more descriptive heavy than dialogue. additionally, i, the author, has only gotten so far with piano lmfao. majority of the assignments/the routines of how the conservatory works is most likely very inaccurate and exaggerated for entertainment purposes. also it’s very cheesy LOL regardless, enjoy ! 

 mark lee. “brilliant genius; a well-accomplished young man,” was one of the many compliments you’ve heard him receive. his fingers flawlessly danced against the piano. the piece he was playing was intense, con fuoco would be the correct term to use within this context. you could picture the battle he was trying to portray, fire surrounding his entire entity and wanting to swallow him as a whole but he directs a cheerful fight with the widest grin he could possibly have. if you were to space out to the music, you imagined the large kingdoms with knights, attacking each other begrudgingly. his jaw was gritted, eyes sharply focused on the white and black instrument in front of him. his playing was always grandiose. mark never failed to take people’s breaths away whenever he played. he poured his soul into every piece he played as though it was his declaration to do so. 

 tchaikovsky: symphony no. 4- iv. finale: allegro con fuoco. a piece made for an orchestra yet mark had the audacity to create his own rearrangement for a solo pianist. you watched him with an abhorring grimace in your eyes. it wasn’t the fact he took a work of art made for a large array of musicians and accustomed the piece for just the piano that made you grip onto the seat with rage. nor was it the fact he was so confident that he wouldn’t be scored terribly on his personal work. mark didn’t play this piece as though he was a brave knight, sweating profoundly in his metal armor to serve his kingdom— no. he played as though he was the one sitting intently on his throne with his large fur mantle and smirking wickedly at the imaginary scene. 

 it was the fact that mark depicted the story he wanted to tell so beautifully through his playing that made your blood boil with despise. it had been like that since you two were children, anyways.

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baby don’t stop x be natural

(can this collab please happen)

who gives a fuck about your pretty face when your heart is so fucking ugly

red

(slytherin) doyoung x (ravenclaw) fem reader

others: (gryffindor) haechan | renjun mentioned like once 

genre: one-shot | smut | angst | fluff | romance | enemies to lovers | slight dark academia vibes | fantasy au | inspired by hogwarts but only for the names and separation in houses. this is a university setting with different magic (different spells, no wands etc., slytherins have some cool ass rooms and very questionable powers) 

warnings: oral f and m, penetration, unprotected, marking m receiving, body possessiveness in a magical way (? i made this up lol I hope its not that weird. like the plot point is a little cringy but I found it hilarious as I wrote it so I hope you don’t get mad at me when you discover what’s it about lol); a lot of bickering and insults; swearing

words: 9.5k (lol) 

requested by anon that wanted academic fights turn into mad sex aha I got inspired by that to make a longer fic with more depth to it (if it’s alright) hope you like it! this is one of my favourite pieces I’ve written so far!!!! 👀👅👀

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As the rays of the sun hit the announcement board, your eyes darted on the pages filled with small characters. 

A little crowd of people started to chatter behind you, trying to see the ranking sheet as well, but no one dared to come close enough to push into you - the Ravenclaw Prefect. 

“Renjun? Whose dick did you suck to get 6th?” a voice giggled before a loud smack transformed the airy laugh in a dramatic “ouch”. “Lee Haechan, I swear I’ll-” but you didn’t get to hear the rest as your vision got suddenly blurry with rage and your ears started to whistle when your shoulder got bumped forcing you to make a few ungraceful steps to the side. 

“What’s that face for, YLN?” 

You tightened your fists. 

You could have recognized that annoying voice in a thousand others: Kim Doyoung, the Slytherin Prefect and the person you hated most in the whole universe. 

“Ah, right,” he hit his fist on one palm turning his head with fakely widened eyes. “You’re second place. Again.” 

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