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helloo! i've marked myself as on a hiatus but have still been active on here, so i think i should make it public that i'll be logging out for a while if not permanently ^^

i won't deactivate, so my fics are still accessible. though, many asks and text posts have been deleted, along with my side account, @/run2soobi.

i'm sorry for anyone who has awaited posts that i've said i'll write, but writing in itself has felt like more of a task than a hobby. but ty time again for appreciating my works while i had still made them ^0^

to my moots: i was writing a post but logged out before finishing. i love you all sm, ty for everything ☹️❤️‍🩹

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Israel isnt a country, no.

Settler Colony ✅️

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Remember the 6 year old girl who was surrounded by Israeli tanks and the red crescent couldn't reach her? Her name is Hind Hamadeh. Here you can hear the phone call her 15 year old sister, Layan Hamadeh, made with the medics. She was killed exactly a moment later including all people in the car, except for 6 year old Hind who was stuck in the car with the dead bodies of her family, Israeli tanks and IDF surrounding her, shooting, preventing anybody to reach her.

That was last night (29.1.24). Today, still nothing. The fate of Hind remains unknown.

palestine red crescent ambulance team went to rescue her yesterday evening, but they have not returned as of now. We lost contact with them about 18 hours ago, and we still remain unaware of their fate and whether they succeeded in evacuating her or not.

Please, share Hind's story as much as you can on any platform. We need to know what happened to her. Put yourself in her place, how terrified she must be. Don't scroll past this.

This is Hind.

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Fatigue and Hopelessness is NOT AN OPTION

from Rahma Zein, 14/Jan/2024:

Do not be divided. Speak up for Palestine.

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hi friends

as we boycott in support of palestine, here is a little reminder of the companies that specifically supported israel in their crimes against palestine (taken from the al jazeera website)

do as much as you are able to during the boycott, but if you need essentials or need to go to work to support yourself, that is okay! anything helps and boycotting these companies specifically is great because of their direct role in the violence against people in gaza

free palestine

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this is a cry for help lmfao keep boycotting

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What to boycott NOW to help stop Israel’s unfolding genocide of Palestinians in Gaza

Reminder that boycotting DOES work, there is historic proof! Don't let anyone discourage you otherwise!

The BDS movement uses the historically successful method of targeted boycotts inspired by the South African anti-apartheid movement, the US Civil Rights movement, the Indian anti-colonial struggle, among others worldwide.

We must strategically focus on a relatively smaller number of carefully selected companies and products for maximum impact. Companies that play a clear and direct role in Israel’s crimes and where there is real potential for winning, as was the case with, among others, G4S, Veolia, Orange, Ben & Jerry’s and Pillsbury. Compelling such huge, complicit companies, through strategic and context-sensitive boycott and divestment campaigns, to end their complicity in Israeli apartheid and war crimes against Palestinians sends a very powerful message to hundreds of other complicit companies that “your time will come, so get out before it’s too late!”

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you can give seven days of internet connection to someone in gaza for just 6 USD

gazaesims.com is a website dedicated to helping people donate esims for people in gaza. there are multiple options for where to purchase an esim to donate, for the price i listed you want to use nomad esims. you can get a $3 discount by using someone's referral code from the notes of this post. it also will give the referrer credit to buy more esims! (you can only use a referral code on your first purchase) BACKPACKNOMAD is another code to get $3 off your first purchase, it's been working for some people but not others so try out a referral code instead if you can't get it to work. also it took over an hour for the email with my information to come through so don't panic if it doesn't show up right away. (logging back into your nomad account seems to have helped some people get their emails to send!) (nomad promo codes do not work on plans that are already on sale, unlimited plans, and plans under $5)

edit as of 1/1/24: they are running out of all esims types right now! please donate esims from any of the platforms: nomad, airalo, holafly, simly, and mogo. here is a purchase guide i made that covers all of them. the crew is asking for people to reply to emails they sent that contain esims that are still unactivated. you can see gothhabiba’s guide for how to tell if your esims have been activated.

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Don't stop talking about palestine!!!!

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GLOBAL STRIKE FOR GAZA HAS BEGUN!!

Please participate:

During the 21st - 28th of January:

Do not shop/online shop

Avoid these companies

Skip school/work if you are able to

Be present & active on social media and uplift Palestinian voices

Participate in local actions

Draw, write, sing, create art for Palestine

Repost & boost Palestine related content on social media

Don't engage in other content

Educate yourself about the issue

Share footage from Gaza

We have been asked to strike during these days by the hardworking journalist Bisan from Gaza. this infographic should tell you the basics while the ig post by Bisan goes into detail. stock up well, extract physical money from your accs, let's do our best

We're in this together!!

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haven’t seen this on here yet. ofc don’t feel limited to just big 4, if there’s more companies you want to boycott feel free to do so. also feel free to recommend non-big 4 groups people should listen to or, better yet, palestinian musicians and artists people should listen to

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⌕ "scrap # 1/∞" in which yeonjun teaches yn love through dance

PAIRS ▸ dancer!yj x reader GENRE ▸ fluff, drabble, idiots in love, mutual pining WORDCOUNT ▸ 0.3k WARNINGS ▸ none

AUTHOR'S NOTE — inspo: nai not being able to type foot right

“Put your left food forward,” Yeonjun stammered, causing a laugh to elicit from your lips. You were biting them out of concentration. If Yeonjun believed he was lucky, the sight only added onto his thoughts. His enamour, dance partner, and partner of his happiest and lowest seconds had stood in front of him. It was hard to believe you were real. That your love was true. How was he sure you weren’t deceiving him? 

“Food?” you tease, pushing his shoulder. Despite it being a nice touch to your point, you stumbled, your feet unstable to support the rest of your weight. Real. You were definitely real. It’s not like robots don’t mistakes. It’s not like robot’s would look at him with the same tender love you held in your eyes though, either. Once they met him, he was sure the floor and all his surroundings were liquid, because he fell again.

Right foot then left, you close the distance between you and Yeonjun for a split second, smiling at the tease. You chased for him before, but now he chases for your lips. Hands planted firm on your waist, you can do nothing but melt into his gaze. Stopping to retaliate, you look at him with raw emotion. Under the empty stage’s spotlight, you stand with him with tingling cheeks. 

Dust particles had became visible because of the spotlight. It aimed behind him, but you saw it focus on his eyes. Focus on his lips and heart. He was so pure– even when arguing. Even when he’s too stuck in grieving his failure in a dance competition to communicate. If the way he holds your hand in the middle of an argument to settle it or how he stays in your room to sulk rather than his isn’t evidence, there’s no problem. You could prove yourself with every interaction, kiss, gaze, and word.

Matching a mirror image of a cat, he tilted his head in curiosity, doe eyes in effect. Oh, how infatuated you were with this man. 

“Let’s dance, and pour your heart out this time. Okay?” you ask, intentions set.

Let me prove my thoughts that you’re the one. Because I know you are.

(,,> ᴗ <,,) rubel's "nuvem" sounds like lamp's "for lovers" but you have to squint with your ears

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⌕ "in your hallway" in which yn finds themself constantly drawn back to yeonjun whenever sad, and he with open arms in the same hallway

PAIRS ▸ bsf!yeonjun x reader GENRE ▸ short one-shot, fluff, hurt/comfort (v slight angst @ the start) WORDCOUNT ▸ 0.98k WARNINGS ▸ reader is sad :(

AUTHOR'S NOTE — "so terrified of the road that takes you, me too." ｡♪ ₊˚

Moping, you drag your feet up the apartment’s staircase. Honestly, you wish to simply melt into each ascending metal step. If it hadn’t brought consequences, you would sit down and stop walking- give into the urging temptations to rest. After such a stressful day, you’d hope to think you deserve it, anyway. No matter how much you try distracting your mind, all you can think about is the misfortunes of your day.

On each step, the disgusting texture of your wet socks rubbed against your soles. If you asked for a reminder of just how unlucky you are, you’d receive one. And even in your unsettling silence, the reminders still pop up in your head. Your hand, still burning from scraping it against the rough concrete, swings against your side. Honestly, you’re afraid to look at it. Afraid to look at your state. If you hadn’t trusted yourself, avoiding mirrors and reflections to be at slightest peace, who could you?

But the answer is an easy one, because the dripping blood on your hand so easily accepts the coolness of Yeonjun’s doorknob. Room 201, the place where you can rest.

Immediately, your shoulders relaxed. The mere thought of Yeonjun made your body rest. Memories of his arms enveloping you, no matter what situation, made you smile. Sure, your body’s energy is giving out. Furthermore, your forehead would be doing you a favor if it didn’t turn red, your head clashing against the door. But his door is always open.

There hadn’t been a time where Yeonjun didn’t open his door to you, and the record swears to end when eternity does.

Soon, you hear words flowing out one’s mouth at a cascading rhythm. Words spoken softly; you were quick to recognize the culprit. Yeonjun lives with himself and the air surrounding him, but both treat you so well. Nothing could engulf your tears the way the artificial breeze could. Similarly, nothing could compare to intertwined limbs with no sign of pulling apart due to the freezing air. Winter was bitter, but Yeonjun was your warmth.

“Yn?” he called against the wood between you, the words reaching you despite the barricade, “I’m gonna open the door, okay?”

His warning was taken with caution, your head departing from the barricade as it opened slowly. It happened in a similar motion to your eyes, becoming doe once Yeonjun entered more of your vision. In any state, he was beautiful. You couldn’t deny that, and quite frankly, you didn’t want to.

His hair was far from made, sticking up in all directions. Though, that brought you immense comfort. You trusted Yeonjun with seeing you in your worst states: snotty-nosed and with red eyes. The opposite applied, the boy in front of you standing with a puffy face, indicating he slept late or that his tears kept his eyes open. It was never one-sided, your friendship. Comfort emerged from both sides, never just one.

Seeing Yeonjun in a state of worry of pain never unsettled you but reminded you of all of it. All of his words he speaks into your hair; all of his imperfections, all of the glances you two have shared that exceed any line of sole “comfort”. His pain was one you wanted to experience together. One you wanted to hold your hand against and share. 

A magnet, he was. His skin stuck to yours when it came into reach, but you made no effort to pull away. Arms wrapped snugly around his neck, you melted into him. Into the way his hands imprinted carnations into your back and soul. The little bottle containing the mark of your mortality would have Yeonjun’s name on it, his breath in it, and his touch around it. But you didn’t mind. His arms were always open for you, and you would never mind.

“Wait,” you mutter into his shoulder, reluctantly pulling away, “Can we go to your room?” And your question is a regular one. In any situation, it would make sense. Well, save some. Nonetheless, Yeonjun smiles widely upon hearing those words. It was common- every time you wanted to cuddle; you’d ask to go to his room. But the task was never carried out, yet you still tried.

Shoes wet and muddy, you find the reminder’s attempts to lower your mood futile. You step on the back of your heel, slipping off your shoe in the process. Your socks were removed soon after, the wet texture against your feet bringing you discomfort. You didn’t care much. Besides, nothing could remove the comfort Yeonjun brought to you.

As you walk to the hallway leading into Yeonjun’s room, you stop. In the spot you always do. Just three years ago, your soles set their first marking into the planks of the hallway. And eight years ago, when you first stopped in the hallway of Yeonjun’s parent’s house, standing next to the photograph of Yeonjun and you graduating from primary school.

You wore a dress, and he wore a display of his theft- his crime of stealing your heart ten times over. 

The photo frame hadn’t grown dust yet, it was new at the time. It wasn’t a frame with the fresh look of day or a week, but the accustomed warmth of a month. You never stopped to reminisce on the many photographs that laid in front of Yeonjun’s door, solely glazing your eyes over them before heading into his room.

But on the winter day where your tears laid as snowflakes against your cheeks, the memories were soft enough to linger over your tears without breaking you. Yeonjun, too, lingered. When he moved into his apartment, he remained. And now, he remains with his hand on your hip, pulling you into an embrace- the feeling of everything overwhelming you.

But you didn’t mind. Your body easily accepts Yeonjun’s touch. Yeonjun, the place where you can rest.

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⌕ "bsf!yj texts" in which yeonjun can't stop texting yn

PAIRS ▸ bsf!yeonjun x reader GENRE ▸ socmed one-shot, fluff, mutual pining / idiots in love WARNINGS ▸ suggestive jokes (!!)

AUTHOR'S NOTE — the last one is based off of personal experiences 😞

TAGLIST[perm]: @junoswrlld send an ask/dm to be added

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our fields

p: footballer!soobin x water carrier!r g: fluff, drabble w: inaccurate depictions of football(⚽) wc: ~400 notes — idiots in love>> :: masterlist

YOU ARE an idiot, to say the least. The title easily falls into your grasp every time your eyes fell into the all too familiar playing field. Whether the label on the nametag includes "in love" is up for debate. Although, the number of times you found yourself distracted by Choi Soobin gives hard evidence to support your claim.

But seriously, who wouldn't fall for the Soobin?

When your hands first brushed against his, you seemed to find yourself in confusion. How could plastic cause an electric shock in your heart and veins? His eyes fleeted away from yours, chasing escape from its predators. And honestly, you loved it. The shy mannerisms he radiated versus his bold stature on the field amazed you. He could never hold a conversation with you, yet held so much confidence when he stepped onto the field.

“Thank you…” Soobin trailed off shyly, accepting the offered water with a small but visible smile. If that little detail made your heart flutter, it was between you and your mind to keep it a secret.

“No, it’s nothing!” You squeak out, eyebrows raised as you giggle slightly. His talents were to be treated, and keeping players hydrated was simply something you were required to do. Nonetheless, his “thank you”s of gratitude never faltered. “You should be proud of yourself.”

With that, he blushes of embarrassment- and oh, how beautiful his skin is pink. “I tripped over my boots and missed the kick…” And sure, you have no idea in which foreign language boots refers to cleats, but you know it’s not yours. Along with the knowledge that you would pay anything to see his blushing face again.

“It’s only practice; don’t be so hard on yourself,” you pat his back, your hand lingering longer than regularly. With how you were acting, nothing in the was regular. Usually, you rush back to your staff duties, but right now you’re in your field- love. And while Soobin is just a few meters away from his, you wouldn’t mind luring him into yours.

“Of course, Yn,” his teeth shine in a youthful light, gleaming at you in blooming plants. How his hand reached your forearm or how you two neared the other’s face in such a short time manner isn’t known to you. Truthfully, you didn’t mind, but the resonating ring of the coaches whistle did.

“I’ll see you!” you call out finally, blushing as you purse your lips inwards to suppress the chaos that settled a home in your mind.

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icky peeves about winter? (soft thoughts edition)

cooking in winter

soobin would never join you in the kitchen when cooking in the winter because of the amount of time he had to wipe his nose. cutting onions already bothered him but stinging eyes and runny noses? that's already worse than cooking on its own. whenever you jog up to him and wipe his nose or use your sleeve to wipe his eyes, he blames it on the onions for crying.

"i-it's the onions!" ★ "then why are you sobbing?"

freezing gyms/stores

taehyun would (secretly) look up to your rants about how cold the gym floor is. you had become his gym buddy just a few weeks ago, around when summer transitioned to fall. even so, you could never get used to the intensity of the workouts. whenever you exhaust yourself, sitting on the floor, the cold concrete always shocked you enough to jump up. and of course, ramble on how the heater should be used at least once a year.

"we pay enough for a membership can't they use that money for a better cause? like, i don't know, a heater?!" ★

dry hands

hyuka would always use winter as an excuse to hold your hand. you found kai in the ramyeon section looking for jin ramyeon. though, you hated jin ramyeon in the winter. (or anytime, really.) instead, you thought shin ramyeon was superior, the spice good to balance the cold. so, when two people argue in the middle of a convenience store and get kicked out, what is there to do besides walk side by side awkwardly?

"why're you holding my hand?" ★ "it's too cold to leave it there, no?"

not being able to type

beomgyu would wear mittens every winter. it had gotten to a point where you tease him for it, having fun picking at the additional layer of clothing. what you weren't aware of was his own conflict with the same mittens. if he kept them on, he couldn't text you. if he took them off, his hands would be so cold that he couldn't text you. it was a lose-lose situation, and soon he had to start using voice audio messages just to spam you of his day.

"[..] -and if anything is wrong. Flame on the audit detector arose that is what I'm browsing" ★ "😭😭...?"

the birds migrate

yeonjun would secretly love the bird's songs. whenever he woke up to you in summer with sweat causing your bangs to stick to your forehead, he swore to his heart he wouldn't hurt you. though, winter was something else. the blooming flowers that appeared in his imagination never got to appear, and the cartoony background music hadn't either. the land becomes devoid of the birds' song in the bitter season, and he's grown to hate it. instead, he hums a little christmas song to fill in the silence, making you smile even in your dreams.

"what're you singing?" ★ "go back to sleep, love."

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hbd @junoswrlld ^_^

you have my whole heart fr 🫶 i know it's easier said than done but i hope you don't put too much pressure on yourself or feel too down. especially today!! you're always stressing yourself out and you have to take it day by day and realize that you're doing so well. you've put so much effort into everything you do and somehow manage school with tumblr AND finals?? i can barely do that myself. i study when i can but can still see that even without studying i would have no time or balance in life they way you do. it's really admirable to see because i know if i even tried a series i would go on hiatus from the pressure. already posting so much chaps (plus one and bdc) and the amount of support you get is something i truly hope you're proud of yourself by. it's so difficult just to get 100+ notes considering tumblr's algorithm and the amount of users on this app who are acting and r moas so seeing the amount of people just wanting to be in your taglists makes me so happy. plus!! i would have never met you without plus one. isn't that craaazy? how one sillay smau made me befriend someone who means so much to me now. without you and cel, i would have truly lost to finals by now 😭 happy birthday once again. i hope you see snow or smiles, which ever brings you more joy. 🫶🫶