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A PLEA FOR HELP: RAISING FUNDS FOR MY SICK GRANDMA 🙏🙏.

My family is still staying in half of the church that wasn’t affected by the bombing because there is nowhere else to stay other than tents. They are limited to one small meal a day and one shower a week. They are sleeping on the floors, but no one can sleep since there is bombing everywhere around them. Even when there is no bombing, they can still hear the loud buzzing sound of the military planes above them, which would keep anyone who hears it awake. Along with everything, My grandma has diabetes and osteoporosis, so she can’t walk. She has to take her insulin medication along with many others; however, she has run out of many of her medications.” Am on my knees requesting for donation. Target $450

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My name is Hana ,from Gaza

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Me and my family have lost our house and everything

Now we got nothing after the war so please help me and thank you in advance

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Chapter 3 - Sunoo gets a vibe check from God (half written, half smau)

There are three things Y/n knows for certain:

1.) Danielle is her best friend

2.) Her favorite color is pink

3.) And the seven guys showing up in her dreams are both creepy and hot as hell

When Y/n starts college at her dream university, Decelis Academy, her dreams start to creep their way into reality. Things that are hidden come to light and she starts wishing some would have just stayed in the shadows.

Alternatively, you’re thrown into a world of supernatural beings. Are they friends, foes, or lovers? The choice is yours.

Reblogs are appreciated <3

Mark tried to settle himself down before Y/n got outside. He had this bad feeling starting last night and he was hoping and praying that this was the first time that he was wrong. The closer and closer the time got for Y/n’s class to be done, the more on edge Mark felt. What was he supposed to do if he was a vampire? What if his vampire hypnotism had already gotten to Y/n?

Marks thoughts were interrupted when he heard the voice of his friend coming towards him. When he looked up he saw her laughing with the guy from her Twitter post.

‘Okay let’s try and put these psychic skills to good use’ Mark thought, approaching the two. “Hey Y/n how was chem?”

Y/n looked and Mark and half smiled. “I understood absolutely nothing that the professor was talking about and it’s only the first class.” The boy beside her giggled and nodded. “Absolutely it felt like she was speaking Latin or something.”

Mark watched the interaction with beady eyes. So far so good. Y/n had a good judge of character, she wouldn’t be so comfortable around someone so quickly if they weren’t a good person. No supernatural boxes had been ticked off in Marks head just yet so he started to calm down just a bit.

Sunoo finally looked away from Y/n and looked at Mark. “Oh by the way I’m Sunoo, I’m in Y/n’s chemistry class.” Sunoo said, sticking his hand towards Mark.

‘Perfect’ Mark thought ‘time for the psychic vibe check’. “Yeah man nice to meet you I’m Mark,” he responded, taking Sunoos hand.

As soon as the twos hands connected, pictures flashed through Marks head. A bloody room. Sunoo and six others he couldn’t recognize. Sunoo digging two sharp teeth into another guy. Y/n on the floor, bleeding, being held by some guy.

“Mark are you okay?” Y/n asked. Mark snapped out of his vision and could feel his heart rate pick up. ‘Danni was right’ Mark thought. Sunoo glanced concerned at the boy in front of him.

“Yeah I’m good just a little lightheaded,” Mark said refusing to look anywhere near the Sunoo. Y/n let out a breath.

“It’s a good thing we’re heading to lunch after this! See you on Wednesday Sunoo!” Y/n said, grabbing Marks arm and waving farewell to her new friend.

Sunoo watched them as they left. ‘What exactly are you Mark?’

Chapter 2 ~ Chapter 4

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🌍✨ A Voice from Gaza: Fighting for Hope ❤️‍🩹

Hi, my name is Mosab , and I’m from Gaza. Life here has been harder than I could ever imagine, but today I’m sharing my story with hope in my heart, because your kindness has already given us so much strength.

This journey hasn’t been easy. The war has taken 25 family members from us—25 beautiful souls we loved deeply. Their laughter, their presence, their love… all of it is gone, leaving behind memories that are both precious and painful. Every day, I carry the weight of their loss, but I also carry their spirit, which gives me the strength to keep going.

Our Journey So Far When I first reached out, I couldn’t have imagined we’d make it this far. Thanks to your incredible kindness, we’ve reached 19,800 out of 30,000. Your support has been a light in these difficult times, and we are so deeply grateful for every single contribution.

But the road ahead is still challenging. Every day, we’re reminded of how much we’ve lost and how much we still need to rebuild.

Here’s what life in Gaza looks like for my family right now: 🏠 Safety: The uncertainty of tomorrow weighs heavily on us. 😢 Loss: The absence of the 25 family members we’ve lost is a pain we carry every moment. 💔 Dreams on Hold: The future feels so far away when survival takes all our strength.

How You Can Help Us Cross the Finish Line Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:

$5 might not seem like much, but it could mean a meal, clean water, or a tiny bit of hope for my family.

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Thank you for helping us get this far. Your generosity and compassion have already brought us closer to a better tomorrow, and for that, I’m endlessly grateful.

With all my love and gratitude, Mosab and Family ❤️

Chapter 5 - The Strange Case of Mark Lee and the Prophetic Dreamer (mostly written, part smau)

There are three things Y/n knows for certain:

1.) Danielle is her best friend

2.) Her favorite color is pink

3.) And the seven guys showing up in her dreams are both creepy and hot as hell

When Y/n starts college at her dream university, Decelis Academy, her dreams start to creep their way into reality. Things that are hidden come to light and she starts wishing some would have just stayed in the shadows.

Alternatively, you’re thrown into a world of supernatural beings. Are they friends, foes, or lovers? The choice is yours.

Reblogs are appreciated <3

Warning: mentions of blood and being squeamish around it, supernatural scenes, biting, nightmares

Sunoo had never found someone as curious as you and your friend group. Well I mean if you excluded his gang of friends, yours was definitely a runner up in the weird and strange category.

After you had messaged him saying that you had gotten into a bit of a tussle with a wooden ladder and a book, he took to finding you and checking on you himself. However just as he had gotten to the nurses office, he saw Mark Lee and what seemed like the rest of your friends going inside. He decided after his last encounter with Mark Lee to just message you and ask you how you were instead.

It wasn’t until Sunoo had gotten back to his shared apartment with Riki and Jungwon that he checked Twitter and saw that Jungwon was the one who caught you. He grilled Jungwon for as much information as possible after all you were his friend now so of course he was bound to be worried.

“She’s fine I swear. The nurse told her that she bumped her nose a little too hard but other than that she’s good to go. Besides I pretty much left as soon as I knew her friends were there.” Jungwon relented feeling the slightest bit uncomfortable by Sunoo’s stare. Sunoo could easily tell that Jungwon was leaving something out but he decided to ignore it for now.

“Oh by the way, did you run into her friends at all?” Sunoo asked. Jungwon looked like he was thinking for a moment before responding.

“I didn’t meet them per se, we sort of passed each other when I was leaving. Her one guy friend gave me a funny look but that was it.” Jungwon stated before going back to his comms homework.

“Oh jungwonie!!! A little squeamish around blood now are we?” Sunoo smirked sitting back in front of the boy. Jungwon jolted in his seat and refused to make eye contact with the older boy in front of him

Sunoos questions about Mark Lee were going to have to wait, after all, teasing wonie was his top priority.

Quick a/n: to explain how this section works: Anything in italics is any thoughts that Y/n has. Anything bold and italics is apart of the dream scape.

Y/n felt strange. It wasn’t necessarily a bad nor a good feeling just a strange one.

After the weirdly intimate moment she had had with Jungwon at the library, he could hardly look at her. Whenever he did manage to look at her, his eyes would make eye contact with her bloody nose before hurriedly looking at something else.

‘Maybe he’s just a little afraid of blood?’ Y/n thought to herself when the nurse began to check her for concussion like symptoms and checking up on her nose.

Sunoos confirmation of the fact made her feel a little bit better and yet a little worse about making him stay there with her.

After he had left, her friends got there and immediately did a once over of her for injuries that the skilled professional might have missed. They had all gone out to dinner afterwards before Yunjin dropped Danielle and Y/n off at their apartment.

Danielle had immediately gone to her room and crashed for the night leaving Y/n awake with her thoughts.

‘I have a psych class tomorrow I really need to be sleeping right now’ Y/n thought. She placed the ice pack that she had been icing her nose with on her bed side table, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

Seven boys sat around a wooden table their eyes focused on the boy who sat in the middle, a cake placed in front of him.

‘Not this again’ Y/n gulped as she put herself in front of the scene. She could always move around when these dreams happened. As if she was a ghost watching it occur in real time. She remembered when she was little trying to look away from the actions but no matter what she was always forced to not look away.

The scene changed just as quickly as it had started. The boy who was sitting in the middle previously was now sitting on the floor with his eyes closed. The boy next to him gazed at him with hooded eyes, leaning over directly next to him and placing his mouth by his neck. The sound of skin piercing and pain always followed.

‘I don’t wanna see this anymore’ Y/n trembled. No matter how many times she had tried to call out for the boy, get him to move away, her voice was nothing more than a ghostly whisper in a world of silence.

The scene changed rapidly as new faces appeared by the boy. There was seven of them in total. They always ran from an ever growing darkness. But no matter how fast they ran and how intensely they tried to get away it always consumed them one by one. They boy who had been subjugated to the spotlight of every other scene was always the first to go.

‘It’s always so hard to watch him struggle no matter how many times I’ve seen it. It just gets harder and harder to stomach. At least it’s over now’ Y/n said finally being able to turn around and find her way back into the darkness of a dreamless sleep.

However there was no darkness this time. When she had turned around she was met by a world full of color.

A white staircase loomed over Y/n almost dauntingly. ‘This is new’. She remarked. The girl could feel herself moving towards them with little to no thought behind why. Y/n walked up the stairs one by one taking in the essence of this new world. It was beautiful sort of what she pictured the garden of Eden to look like.

As she reached the top of the stairs she saw a porcelain altar waiting in the middle. On it was a black shape that upon further inspection looked like a heart.

Y/n hands reached out to touch it as if they had a mind of their own. As soon as her hands made contact the heart turned red and began to beat back to life.

A hand appeared on her shoulder as she held the heart close to her chest and turned her around. In front of Y/n was the boy who had been the main subject of her dreams since she was younger.

‘Holy Christ he’s even cuter up close’ Y/n thought her grip tightening on the heart in her hands. The boy closed the small gap between the two. His left hand grabbing her waist and his other hand finding rest at the bottom of her chin.

Y/n could feel her heart rate pick up as well as the heart in her hands. The boy lifted her chin up, gazing deeply into her eyes and leaning even closer. Y/n gasped and shut her eyelids tight just as the boy changed trajectory and leaned his mouth towards her neck. Y/n could feel his hot breath tingle against the juncture between her neck and her clavicle. And then without warning two sharp teeth dug into her skin.

The heart dropped from her hands and collapsed to the ground beneath the two and then Y/n woke up.

Y/n gasped as she sat awake from her dream. Her hands reaching for her throat to feel if there was any puncture marks. ‘That’s never happened before’ Y/n shuddered. Y/n threw the blankets off her body and shoved her feet in her slippers. The walk to Danielle’s room felt longer than usual and Y/n knew it was probably because she was scared. When she knocked on Danielle’s door her hands shook frantically.

Danielle opened the door and grumbled something under her breath groggily before taking in Y/n’s full appearance.

“Danni can I sleep with you tonight? I just had a huge nightmare and I just can’t be alone.” Y/n spoke her voice shaky.

Danielle grabbed Y/n’s arm and pulled her inside letting her crawl under the blankets before her. Danielle hugged Y/n close and waited for her to fall asleep before letting her eyes close too.

‘Why did that boy look so much like Jungwon?’

Not too far away a boy lay awake, scrolling through his phone, waiting for the night to be over; his heart beginning to rumble a little below his chest.

Small Bonus: The next morning

Chapter 4 ~ Bonus Chapter ~ Chapter 6

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🚨 We Need Your Kindness to Survive 🚨

Hello, My name is Mosab Elderawi, and I live in Gaza with my family. Life here has become harder than I ever imagined, and I’m writing this with hope in my heart that you might hear our story.

The ongoing war has devastated my family. We’ve lost 25 family members—each one a beloved part of our lives, taken too soon. I miss them deeply—their laughter, their presence, their love. Every day is a reminder of this unimaginable loss.

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We are now facing daily challenges to survive—things that most people take for granted, like food, clean water, and a safe place to sleep. The harsh realities of life here have replaced our dreams with the constant fight for survival.

Our Current Situation:

💔 Lost Stability: The war has left us without work or a stable source of income. 🍞 Basic Needs: Food and water are becoming harder to afford with rising prices and scarce resources. 📚 Dreams on Hold: Like so many here, my family’s dreams have been replaced by the need to simply survive. 😢 Unimaginable Loss: Losing 25 loved ones has left a void that can never be filled.

How You Can Help:

I’m sharing our story with the hope that someone out there might care. Even $5 can make a big difference for us, and if you’re unable to donate, just reblogging this post can help spread the word.

Your kindness, no matter how small, is something we’ll never forget.

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Your support is not about changing our entire situation—it’s about giving us a little relief, a little hope, and a way to keep going. We are not asking for much, and we understand if you can’t donate. Sharing our story is just as valuable to us as a donation.

Thank you for reading this far. It means the world to us to know that someone is listening. Your kindness gives us strength and helps us believe in a better tomorrow.

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