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my sexual fantasy is to have someone notice my absence and wonder about me

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🕊️ Please Take a Moment to Read Nadin’s Story

My name is Nadin. I never imagined I would write something like this. I’ve always been someone who kept her worries quiet, someone who believed that even the hardest days could be endured with patience and faith. But right now, I am reaching out — not because I want to, but because I need to.

I am a wife, a mother, and one of many women in Gaza trying to survive days that feel like they have no end. There was a short time — a brief ceasefire — where we thought things might start to heal. Where the sound of war faded for just long enough to let us breathe. But that moment is gone now, and the fear has returned louder than before.

My days are filled with uncertainty, and my nights with prayer. We have lost so much. Our home was damaged, our sense of safety taken from us. But through all of this, I try to keep going. I try to hold on to what little peace I can create with my hands, my words, and my love.

I am not asking for much. Just a little help to keep our lives from falling further apart. To fix the small things — a cracked wall, a leaking roof, the pieces of daily life that help us hold on to dignity.

This campaign isn’t just about survival. It’s about holding on to what makes us human in a place that keeps trying to take that away. It’s about showing my daughter — even though I won’t mention her name here — that the world didn’t forget us.

If you’ve ever felt powerless in the face of suffering, please know that even the smallest gesture can carry great meaning. A kind word. A shared post. A quiet donation. These things remind us that we’re not alone.

I am still here. Still holding on. Still believing that people out there — people like you — still care.

Please, if you feel moved, consider supporting or sharing this campaign.

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me logging onto tumblr after consuming a new piece of media

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I think In-ho Hannibal Lectered too close to the sun

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SHAUN OF THE DEAD 2004 | dir. Edgar Wright

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i am genuinely sick and tired of fucking tag clogging. pulling my hair out every time i search "____ x reader" and get a "relatable" post where ppl are just complaining

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lee harker is autistic and lesbian btw

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hamzahs new spotify pfp.. im so done wtf is this 😭

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in case u were wondering my account is a safe space for evil and sinister women

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girlhood is staying up late to read the top posts in an x reader tag

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why he sleeps like a victorian child with tuberculosis on death bed asking his mother if he can see the sunlight for the last time

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BY THE SEA

⛧ when you and dwayne leave the dreadful beauty pageant to get some fresh air some things spill out, more than intended for the day.

- no warnings!! maybe mild cursing

(dwayne x fem! reader)

as you and dwayne flop on the worn-out chairs in the random room you two stumbled in you sighed.

this whole roadtrip that dwayne basically begged you to go on was chaotic to say the least. his grandpa passed away, he found out he couldn’t fly jets, that damn horn on the car wouldn’t shut up, but you still were there for dwayne.

you really liked dwayne. it was a miracle that he actually allowed you to talk to him and become somewhat apart of his life. he didn’t let anyone do that. you had to admit you have a crush on him. but you knew he didn’t like you, most definitely not.

you snapped out of your hazy thoughts as two little girls ran across the hall. giggling in puffy skirts, tons of makeup they didn’t need, and reeking of fake spray tan mixed with strong fruity perfume.

you had already had enough of that shit after seeing a room full of girls who looked like that. as you were about to sit up and ask dwayne to leave he spoke for you

“let’s get out of here.”

“yes please. my head hurts from all the colors.”

-🦇

you two ended up on the pier, watching as the waves clashed with each other and people screaming with joy. you smiled to yourself.

you took a glance at dwayne, knowing that it was stupid because if you looked you wouldn’t be able to pry your eyes away.

you looked at his dyed jet black hair flowing in the wind, his shirt going in all different directions as he leaned up against the wood.

he finally looked up at you, feeling the pair of admiring eyes on him.

“what?” he said with a grin

“nothing.. im sorry for everything that happened today. it’s been fucking crazy.”

“it’s okay really. im sorry for making you come with me. if i knew it was gonna be this bad i wouldn’t have even thought you should’ve came.”

“no it’s okay! im happy i came. im happy i was able to comfort you..” you said taking a risk with this response.

dwayne’s face slightly heated up at this comment, even if the winds made it as cold as ever.

“i have a question though..why did you ask for me to come?”

dwayne’s face heated up even more. he thought it was obvious why he asked for you to come, why he said if you came he would go. dwayne was head over heels for you. you both had the same music taste, sense of humor, style, and he thought you were stunning. the way you tried so hard to adjust to him and his calmer life style made him even more in love.

he honestly didn’t know whether to hide his admiration by making a quick white lie..or to truly show his feelings.

dwayne stared down at the ocean with one thing on his mind ‘fuck it’.

now dwayne would never have this type of confidence, but some random talk with his uncle frank about how you only live once, and to do whatever you want and fuck the rest, got him to change his thinking

“i thought it would be obvious.” he said trying to make it subtle.

“what do you mean?” you said confused.

“i like you.”

it was silent..the wind blowing across the sea becoming louder and louder as dwayne looked and read your face.

nothing…

but then..a shy smile. he didn’t even realize he was holding his breath until he let out a deep sigh.

“really?”

“yeah..i’ve liked you for a while ya know..”

you smiled even harder at him, more red and pink tints filling your cheeks. he was trying hard to not smile but couldn’t help it.

“youre so cute” you said focusing on his eyes.

he looked down, embarrassed by how hot his face was.

you slowly crept over to him, closing the distance between you two. you reached for his hand on the railing and held his pinky with your own, not wanting to move too quickly.

he picked himself up off the railing looking at you for a moment and back to the ocean

that’s when he felt a pair of lips softly kiss his cheeks, the gloss in which covered your lips definitely staining it. he looked down at you, a grin on your face.

“you ready to go inside?” you said now taking his hand in yours.

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THATS IT!!! bro i know months ago i said i would post more, BUT I HAD NO IDEAS. this just came to mind when i was randomly watching little miss sunshine for the 20th time. plzplzplz request some stuff so i can have motivation to post and have good ideas PLEASE!!!!

thank you for reading !! 🦈💤🤍

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he’s so he’s so he’s so he’s so omg

his hair, and his cute little glasses <3

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YOURE..voice?

(a really bad first fanfic..!)

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dwayne was nervous. like stupidly nervous. he bit his nails and tapped his feet over and over again. he starred at the big nietzsche sheet in his room. he felt stupid for being nervous..he was nervous because you were coming over to his house, finally after the road trip. so much happened. the had gotten banned from any beauty pageant in california, his grandpa died, but what he was most nervous about was..his voice.you had never. and i mean NEVER. heard his voice before. you had heard chuckles and little quiet laughs.. but never his actual voice. ‘what if she hates it. what if she thinks it’s stupid and laughs at me.’ not that he CARED or anything. but..he just wanted to sound cool..for you.

you on the other hand were ecstatic. dwayne was your best friend. even if you had only know him for a couple of months you grew close. close enough to where you met his family, got to go through his room, and even seen baby pictures. you didn’t have many friends, and neither did dwayne. you guys were like a match made in heaven. though one thing about dwayne is that.. he doesn’t really speak. ever since you met him he hadn’t spoke. he explained why in a long note written on his note pad. you understood why and never really bugged him about it. yes, thinking about what his voice sounded like when you heard a little laugh or something drove you crazy, but you never really said anything. you really wanted to hear his voice because you kinda developed a crush on him.

you really loved everything about him. his hair, his style, his sense of humor, his handwriting, the little smirk he does when you say something funny. he really just drove you crazy. but now you were seeing him. and you couldn’t be happier.

before you knew it you were raising your hand to knock on his door. you waited patiently playing with your sweater and rocking back and forth. the door slightly opened as you saw dwayne’s mom open the door. “oh!” she said quietly as she swung the door open “hey y/n!” you smirked and waved. “hi mrs.hoover..” you said quietly. “DWAYNE Y/N IS HERE.” she said slightly shouting.

dwayne’s heart stopped as he heard your mom say that. he was so lost in his thoughts that he didn’t even realize the time. he quickly put some stuff away and ran to the door. “hi dwayne!” you said while taking off your shoes. you walked over smiling at him. “i missed you.” you said looking up at him. he nodded quickly and led you to his room, blushing slightly at the comment.

“soooooo…how was your trip!!” you said laying down on his bed. dwayne sat down slowly next to you. he didn’t know how to do this. he realized just ripping off the band-aid was the best option. he took a small deep breath in and slowly spoke.

“it was fine..”

you didn’t even realize he spoke at first. you thought someone was at the door tricking you. that’s when you saw no one..except dwayne?

“what..?”

“i said it was fine y/n.”

you got up quickly, mouth wide open.

“EXCUSE ME??”

dwayne giggled and looked at you. “i speak now.” he said looking down. “ but.. what about nietzsche..the vow. what happened??” you said trying to process how beautiful he sounded.

“well turns out i’m colorblind. meaning i can’t be a pilot. yeah..” he said sadly. “oh my god. dwayne..i’m really sorry.” you said trying to comfort him. “it’s fine. i don’t really care..” you looked at dwayne knowing he was lying but didn’t want to talk about it. you tried to change the subject.. knowing it was the best thing to do.

“you sound..really nice though..” you said hiding your face in your hands. dwayne blushed hard. and i mean hard. he didn’t think you would say that. all that worrying for nothing. “thank you..” he said sheepishly.

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 Hours passed..

you had been talking to dwayne the whole time. asking him about anything and everything, just to hear his voice. you never thought he would sound this.

“dwayne. i love your voice.”

your eyes widened. you didn’t really mean to say it like that..

“thank you..” he said blush tinting he cheeks again.

you couldn’t take it anymore. you loved dwayne and you couldn’t sit here and act like you didn’t. you couldn’t sit here and act like you only wanted to be friends. you needed to tell him now.

“um. dwayne.. can i please tell you something..”

“yes y/n?”

the way he said your name made this urge to tell him stronger. hoping he would feel the same way. hoping he would confess his love too..

“can you please promise we will still be friends. no matter what?”

“of course. nothing will change that. now tell me. you’re scaring me.”

you took a deep breath in and looked in his eyes

and you placed a soft kiss on his lips.

his eyes widen. panic starts to set in as you realized he probably didn’t feel the same. god you felt so stupid. of course someone as perfect as dwayne wouldn’t like you back. dwayne moved closer to you, your panic starting to slowly slip away. dwyane admires your perfect face, blushing, a smile was then plastered on his face.

“i’ve been in love with you for..forever.”

“that was really straightforward.”

you said smiling

he blushed at how perfect your smile looked in the moment. the way your hair was all messed up from laying down and moving around so much, how the white lamp in his room somehow made you look so beautiful. he couldn’t believe you..the prettiest girl he has ever seen…liked him.

“can i..like..”

“kiss me nerd.” you said forming the words for him

he slowly kissed you moving his lips to match yours. moving his cold hand to your cheek, smiling against your lips.

you caught your breath after the life changing kiss. he liked you. you liked him. and you both couldn’t be happier. you buried your head in the crook of his neck as you took a deep breath.

and..he speaks 🏷️

ALRIGHT THAT WAS IT..! i don’t even know if i really like it but if you guys have suggestions please do give me them. i really wanna fix my writing and make it better. LOVE U ☺️

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HIII. okay so i know literally no one follows me but i am gonna start writing fan fics on here. usually about paul dano characters that don’t get as much love as they need (i am specifically talking about dwayne hoover my love). BUT ANYWAYS i hope people find my account and follow, that would be very much appreciated. thank you <3333