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I get so angry hearing and reading about what's happening in Palestine right now. I don't even know what to do and it all feels hopeless 😔

The situation around Sheikh Jarrah should make everyone angry. For those of you who might not know what’ going on here’s a brief breakdown:

Indigenous Palestinian residents of Sheikh Jarrah, for a very long time, have been fighting lengthy legal battles in Israeli courts against eviction orders which aim to replace these indigenous people with illegal Israeli settlers. 

On May 7th, the illegal Israeli settlers along with courts (an apparatus of Israel’s apartheid regime) have started a campaign to illegally take over the home’s of Palestinian families in Sheikh Jarrah. These families were given until today (May 10th, 2021) to “reach an agreement” with the occupiers. This obviously prompted protests. The IDF has also brutally responded to these protests. Now the world is watching and global protests have started happening.

Some important things to note:

-Sheikh Jarrah belongs to the Palestinian families. It is part of the occupied Palestinian territory, and therefore any Israeli settler presence in it amounts to a war crime under international law. 

-There has been a mountain of UN Security Council resolutions demanding that Israel withdraw from East Jerusalem which Israel continues to ignore.

-This is ethnic cleansing

I know you feel hopeless but here’s what we can do:

-Support BDS (Boycott, Divestments, Sanctions) movements (What”s BDS?) Boycott Israeli products from their colonial settlements

-Understand whats happening in Palestine and the crimes of apartheid/persecution being committed by Israel. (Check out this great report by HRW on the situation) After getting an understanding. SPREAD AWARENESS. Especially in the US. This is key to combatting Evangelical propaganda and Israeli lobbyists. Do this through social media.

-Contact your local reps and pressure them to stop giving Israel military funding or any form of financial support. Fight against zionist lobbyists such as AIPAC or Christians United for Israel.

-Donate if you can. Here’s a few links. If you can add more (reputable) donation links to this, I ask that you please do. 

International Medical Corps

Palestine Children’s Relief Fund

Grassroots Al-Quds

I found this great twitter thread of donation links

Here is another

This is a start and we can honestly make change happen. I personally believe social media outrage coupled with supporting the BDS movement is a great way for you to help even by sitting at home. 

Most of all, it’s important to spread awareness.

lalisa manoban; march 27th 1997 main dancer & lead rapper of blackpink

Cupid’s Kiss

Pairing: Cupid! Park Jisung x Gender Neutral! Reader

Genre: Fluff, smidge of angst?, Cupid! Jisung

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1800+

Notes: This was a request :) I wasn’t sure if you wanted gender neutral or not, or if you wanted anything specific with Cupid! Jisung, but this is what I ended up with! I hope you like it and enjoy since this was quite fun and a nice prompt to try and get out of this writers block,,

Jisung peeks around the side of his menu, watching you take another sip of water from your cup. This is probably the 5th blind date he’s set you up on, but every single one has failed. When you turn in his direction, he immediately hides behind the menu again, only looking around when he’s sure you’ve looked away.

“Gosh, why are you so hard to deal with?!” He’s whispering to himself while pulling out his phone, finding the app he needs to shoot another arrow at you. Jisung watches the screen, guiding the small arrow along until it’s about to hit your neck. He hesitates only for a moment before letting it pierce your skin, looking up just in time to see you swat at the same spot.

“Are there mosquitoes in here or something?” Your voice is faint from where he is, but the slight dilation of your eyes and the shimmer that’s supposed to happen doesn’t, making Jisung groan again. He lets his head fall into his arms, softly banging his forehead against his crossed arms before peeking over at you again, only to find that you’re gone.

“Hey, what are you doing? I thought you said you weren’t going to spy on me this time?” Jisung jumps from his seat, pushing his glasses up and straightening his clothes as you laugh at him.

“I came to spy on you since you said you’d give this guy a chance! What happened with Soobin?” You sigh, pulling the seat across from Jisung out.

“He was sweet, a really nice guy, but just… I didn’t feel anything with him. You don’t have to keep setting me up on dates you know.” Silence ensues as Jisung leans back in his chair, running a hand through his hair.

“I know, I just want to see you happy though.” You purse your lips, glaring at him with a slightly annoyed expression.

“I’m perfectly fine right now, thank you very much,” You pause, “especially since you make me happy too.” Jisung wills the heat in his cheeks to stay back, the waitress with his drink saving him the trouble.

“Thank you! For my, uh, hot chocolate and cake?” You raise a brow, watching the worker smile at Jisung and slip a paper on the table beside his plate.

“It’s on the house, my number too.” She’s not even out of earshot when you fake gag, giving her a sarcastic smile when she turns to glare at you.

“Let’s just go, ok?” You stand before Jisung can say otherwise, hurrying after you while grabbing his drink and taking a large bite out of the cake.

“Wait-!” He starts coughing, quickly hitting his chest in an attempt to clear his throat.

“Your legs are long, you’ll catch up just fine!” You can hear Jisung whine, but you refuse to turn around and instead continue speed walking back to your house. You’re still a bit irked, both because of Jisung setting you up on another date and now that waitress from the cafe. It hurts, if you’re being honest, having Jisung continuously try to get you to date someone when you like him, and that girl only added fuel to the fire as a reminder that you’re definitely not the only one.

“Are you mad?” Jisung’s timid voice snaps you out of your thoughts, making you feel guilty for a split second before you remember you’re annoyed at him.

“No, just a bit annoyed. I’m still not sure why you keep trying to set me up with all these guys.” You give him glare before stepping up into your apartment building.

“I already told you, I want you to be happy, you know?” He doesn’t sound very confident though, so you roll your eyes and jab the up bottom for the elevator.

“And who are you to decide that? You’re not responsible for finding someone for me to love!” Jisung mumbles something underneath his breath, but you don’t quite catch it and grow more irritated, hitting your floor number so hard Jisung snaps his head up to look at you in concern.

“Look, I’m sorry, ok? Can you maybe go on just one more date? Then I’ll be out of your hair, I promise!” You don’t answer him, walking out of the elevator when it opens to head towards your door. You type in the number key angrily, not even holding it open for Jisung so that it closes in his face. While he’s hurriedly typing in the code too, you’re in the kitchen pouring yourself a glass of water.

“Is your silence a yes or no?” Jisung shouts once he finally gets the door open, trotting in after you with a nervous expression.

“It’s a no! How many people do I need to reject for you to get the hint? I’m not going to date any of them!” You slam your cup down on the counter, paying no mind to the water that sloshes out.

“Ok, ok, you don’t have to be so mad… You think I want to keep doing this? It’s not my fault that-!” Jisung cuts himself off, eyes widening.

“It’s not my fault that… Jaemin! Jaemin keeps telling me to help you since we’ve been friends for so long!” You can clearly tell Jisung is lying, so you narrow your eyes at him with one hand on your hip.

“Tell me the truth, Sung. I’ve known you for longer than either of us can remember, I’ll know when you’re lying.” He seems to cower under your glare, avoiding your gaze before you take a step towards him.

“I’m not supposed to tell you, I’m-!” You lunge for him, just barely missing the material of his hoodie before chasing him around your apartment.

“Out with it, come on! I thought we didn’t keep secrets from each other!” You round the corner of the table, fingers ghosting Jisung’s arm before he darts away again.

“This is the only secret I have, I promise!” Jisung glances back at you, yelping when you’re right on his tail.

“Ok, so tell me! I don’t have any secret-!” A shrill scream escapes your lips when you slip on the wood flooring and fall forwards, letting out a groan of pain.

“Are you ok?!” Jisung kneels in front of you, hands hovering over your body like he doesn’t know what to do.

“Just peachy… But I’d be better if you told me what you’re keeping from me. You know I wouldn’t tell anyone.” You sit up and watch Jisung ponder your words, his cheeks puffed up and eyebrows furrowed as he hesitates.

“Ok… I’ll tell you. But you can’t tell anyone! Nobody at all!” You nod eagerly, sitting up straighter as Jisung sits cross legged across from you.

“I’m like a Cupid.” Is all he says, no other explanation given as you look at him in confusion.

“That… Makes no sense, do you think I’m dumb? What are you really not telling me?” Jisung groans, ruffling his hair.

“I’m serious! I wasn’t always one, but it kind of runs in my family? When I turned 18 is when they told me, and I was assigned to help you find someone only two months ago!” You still don’t believe his story, getting up to walk away in disappointment.

“If you were going to lie, at least make it believable.”

“I’m not lying! That’s why I’ve been trying to set you up and follow you every time, I have to be able to see you to shoot the arrow. When you thought a mosquito bit you earlier, it was because of me!” You try to think back on all the times you’d felt a prick during your blind dates, crossing your arms and turning to look at him.

“Ok, then what are your arrows? Prove it to me!” Jisung pulls out his phone and opens an app, pointing to his screen with determination.

“I use the screen to guide the arrow, but only Cupid’s can physically see it. If I prick you with it, you’ll start to fall in love with whoever you’re supposed to be set up with. Here, I’ll even poke you and prove my point. They never seem to work on you for some reason though…” You wait for the feeling of being bit by a bug, staring at your arm when it feels a poke.

“See, it never works! Your eyes are supposed to dilate and...” Jisung trails off, watching your eyes dilate slightly and shimmer over briefly before you blink, looking at him with a raised brow.

“I don’t think it worked, I feel the same.” You watch panic start to set in, his hands waving frantically.

“But it did! You did exactly what was supposed to happen, except it was directed at me. This wasn’t supposed to happen, mom and dad are going to kill and think I was being selfish now!” Jisung continues to ramble, but his last words have piqued your interest.

“What do you mean by being selfish?” He stops mid sentence, blinking in shock.

“I didn’t say that…” A smile starts to tug at your lips, your head tilting.

“Do you like me Jisung?” He shakes his head no, but the bright red that starts to blossom across his cheeks says otherwise.

“No, I don’t! I mean, I like you, but I don’t like like you-.”

“I don’t need a Cupid’s arrow to make me fall in love when I already love you.” You watch him stare at you with wide eyes, realization sinking in when he processes your words.

“You love me?” You nod, smile growing wider when he seems to look relieved.

“Oh, thank god... I’ve been pining ever since middle school.” Jisung’s hands shoot over his mouth, trying to hide his face out of embarrassment.

“You liked me first?” Your voice has a twinge of amusement as you step forward to pull his hands away from his face, Jisung pouting at you.

“Ok, so what if I liked you first?” He’s sulking, but it only makes you coo at him.

“Do you wanna be my boyfriend then? Will that make you feel better?” You laugh when Jisung nods without a word, wrapping his arms around you to bury his face into the crook of your neck.

“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to ask that.” You say happily, pressing a sweet kiss to his temple with a soft laugh.

“Yeah, I think I do… Except I wanted to ask you.” Jisung pulls away at that, looking down at you with a gentle gaze before asking.

“Can I be your boyfriend?” You giggle, nodding and pulling him forward for a kiss.

“Of course you can.” You murmur against his lips, feeling him smile before he wraps you in another warm hug

our boys ;-;

tenderlyrenjun: they are winking, they are best friends, they are so cute!!!!!!!! chenle's little half smirk and whatever renjun is doing to try and be taller hghfhsjdb

If | Lee Jeno

‣ genre: fluff, some angst, enemies-to-lovers, royal!au

‣ wc: 6.1k — dialogue heavy

‣ summary: how irritating would it be for one to not understand their own feelings?

requested by @acutedefenestration​

“Prince Jeno. You are to wake up and get ready for studies.” You shake his shoulder ever so slightly, knowing that if you shook it too much, you could be scolded.

His eyes slowly peeled open, eyes locked tiredly on you, “Did no one tell you? I’m. Sick.” The tone in his voice bewildered you, taking you aback. How can a person, barely awake, even manage to speak to another person like that? Where did he keep all that energy?

“I apologize, my prince, I was not informed.” Though you were offended by how he greeted you first thing in the morning, you knew you still had to keep composure.

“Well? Leave. I need to get my rest before my illness gets worse,” he ordered. Jeno muttered something under his breath before turning the other way under his sheets.

Tightening your jaw and gritting your teeth, you bowed and turned for the door, leaving the prince to rest. Your annual break was soon. You can handle a few more days.

For the past nine years, you’ve been at the Prince’s side, helping him out through all his activities or basically just when he needed you. The meeting between you both didn’t sit nicely as Prince Jeno didn’t want you as his servant. He already had his eye on your friend Jaehyun who had apparently made a good impression on him. Then there was you who really did not want to be assigned to Jeno as you wanted to serve the Princess, who you deemed much more interesting than the Prince. The king had revealed that it was better that way since you were both of the same age, but that was it. To you that was an invalid reason, or not enough to come off as reason, but since it was the King speaking, you obeyed his order and forced yourself to stick by Prince Jeno’s side.

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《2:21am》 - Sungchan

The dormitory was quiet and dark as everyone fell into a deep slumber, their bodies giving into the exhaustion they had endured through the past few months of gruelling practice and recordings.

With the recent debut of NCT 2020, the group could only anticipate a far busier schedule in the coming days and although previously, they had been prone to late nights, it was now a rare sight to see anyone up past 2 in the morning. Yet, there was a dull glow of light emitted from a far corner in the room, hidden from the sleeping figures. 

Sungchan stared at his phone, the light illuminating his face as he flopped to his side and away from the rest. Huddled in his bed, he should be comfortable yet in his heart, he was anything but that. The anxiety and anticipation coursing through his veins were unreal as he held on shakily onto his phone.

It has been about 8 hours since the release of ‘Misfit’, the very first NCT music video he actually featured in. Although the internet was flooded with praise about his performance, Sungchan was only hanging on to a certain’s someone’s opinions.

Yours.

Why hadn’t you replied? Did you not like it? But you said you were looking forward to it!

He pouted sadly as he watched the seconds tick by. Maybe you had forgotten about his debut. 

Just as he was about to turn in for bed, his phone pinged with a notification which shocked him so suddenly that he almost fell off his bed.

I’m sorry this is so late but I just watched the ‘Misfit’ music video! It was so amazing, you looked really handsome and cool! I’m proud of you, Sungchan! 💖💖

“Y/N LIKED IT!” He couldn’t help but scream, the joy exploding within him, rousing the sleepy groans of the other members in the room.

“We know you’re whipped for y/n, we all do but could you maybe take this outside? Some of us actually need sleep.”

Dollarstore Mistletoe ‣ ljn

‣ genre: fluff, friends-to-lovers, female reader

‣ wc: 2.7k

‣ summary: Jeno looked up at the mistletoe then at you, cheeks heating up from the situation. So that’s why Hyuck had mistletoe. 

this was going to be a short blurb but sike… enjoy!

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You sat at the corner of the room, eyes drawn nervously at Donghyuck who was holding a tied up bunch of mistletoe in his hand. Though he was tossing it to himself, you could already read his mind from across the room. He had a sly smirk on his face as he glanced between you and Jeno who chose to sit between Jisung and Chenle.

Donghyuck, I fucking swear. You texted him, eyes growing wide in a subtle warning once he looked back up at you. 

He laughed out loud before texting you back, I’m not doing anything.

Not rn but ur going to.

He loved going over to your place just to tease you about your (apparent) undying love for Jeno, constantly pushing you to make a move because Jeno was a ‘giant wuss’ and ‘would not grow balls to do so himself’ while you ‘had potential’. And honestly, you weren’t sure what to believe when it came to Donghyuck. He was a trickster. Who knew if he was lying this time or not. 

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the art of love [m.list]

PAIRINGS. dream 00 line x fem reader CONTAINS. fluff, angst, romance, college!au, art school!au & other various aus WARNINGS. cursing, alcohol consumption, suggestive content, more to be added INSPO. personal experience, the kdrama nevertheless, for the titles & beatopia by beabadoobee  NOTE. check end for extended authors note! while all of these take place in the same universe and are loosely connected, they can be read as standalones! if you’d like to be added to the taglist, send me an ask! and i hope u enjoy what is to come <3

The New School of Arts at Neo University has a top ranking, state-of-the-art program for all aspiring artists. With any distinguished college degree comes sleepless nights, copious amounts of coffee and hours spent working, but students Jeno, Jaemin, Renjun and Haechan find it especially difficult to balance their professional passions with, well, their personal passions. Will they be able to figure out the art of love before they venture out into the real world?

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let’s play pretend.

what if we’re in love? haha, just kidding… unless?

pairing :: na jaemin x reader genre :: fluff / best friend + college au word count :: 1,552 words warnings :: none playlist :: talk too much (coin) ⋆ face (woosung) ⋆ pretend (bad suns) ⋆ la belle femme (hunny) ⋆ love you like crazy (taeyeon) author’s note :: best f2l is the ultimate trope sorry i don’t make the rules

Persistent fratboys at parties are the absolute worst. Already early into the night, you find yourself unable to shake off the latest leech in all his snapback and rayban glory. Why is it that they never back off until you’re forced to lie about a significant other? If you’re lucky, they’ll stop there. It’s quite stupid how they’ll let you go only if you suddenly have a boyfriend, rather than simply understanding that you aren’t interested. Perhaps, they’re too scared to confront how undesirable they actually are.

Literally, nobody wants someone who owns salmon shorts and more button up shirts with palm trees than necessary. Never mind the fact that you’ve seen this guy participate in more forties at four than actually attend his classes sober if he even makes it to your shared A.I. ethics lecture at eight in the morning. And he’s wearing those god awful sperry boat shoes with no socks. Inwardly, you shiver.

Eyes flitting around, you desperately try to see if you can find any one of your friends nearby who can take you out of your misery, but Yeji and Yerim are already mixed in the drunken dancing crowd, and you can’t find Donghyuck or Jeno anywhere. Renjun had been standing with you prior, but he already went home a few minutes ago because he had midterms early tomorrow morning. However, perhaps Lady Luck understands your woes because you spot your best friend coming out of the kitchen.

You quickly grab his arm, pulling Jaemin over. “Sorry, I’m here with him already.”

“This is your boyfriend?” the guy asks skeptically, unabashedly staring at your friend in question.

“Yep. Yes, that’s him. My boyfriend. Love of my life. My other half. His name is Jaemin.”

Jaemin turns to look at you, somewhat confused. You try to send some sort of telepathic message to him, and to your relief, it seems that he understands when you shoot him a look of mixed panic and desperation.

“Yeah, that’s me. I’m the boyfriend. The super significant other.” He reconfirms your answer and returns the male’s stare, giving him an enthusiastic thumbs up.

Great. Nothing says “I love you” more than a common hand signal found on YouTube videos. Maybe you should tell fratboy to hit the subscribe button, too. Subscribe to see more daily mishaps in the life of Y/N and watch as she digs an even deeper hole for herself.

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