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Boycotting is not a trend. “Not everyone has to boycott!” I don’t think I’ve ever seen more lazier people than this generation. You are a genuine weak human being, you have no self control, self respect or basic human emotions.

Palestinian children who have to collect rain water to drink, Palestinian children who have to starve to death because they have no food, Palestinian children plead out to the world for help, Palestinian children, who put their life in your hands and let you be their voice. Palestinian children who are actively dying because you cannot go a day without drinking your Starbucks. You are an embarrassment to humans and you are a waste of good air.

You have the option to go to McDonalds and you have the option to drink Starbucks. You have the option to go outside and be with your friends, you have the option to spend time with your family, you have the option to eat, to sleep, to drink, to live. PALESTINIANS DONT.

“Still not boycotting, it has nothing to do with me” did you know that the planet-warming emissions generated during the first two months of the war in Gaza were greater than the annual carbon footprint of more than 20 of the world’s most climate-vulnerable nations…..

The Gaza-Isreal war has let out more carbon dioxide than Afghanistan, Bangladesh, Barbados, Bhutan, Costa Rica, Ethiopia, Ghana, Kenya, Kiribati, Madagascar, Maldives, Nepal, Philippines, Rwanda, Saint Lucia, Tanzania, Timor-Leste, Tuvalu, Vanuatu and Vietnam annually.

Are you reading this? Can you comprehend this?

Here you can see the carbon usage of Israel.

We’re not boycotting just for fun. We’re boycotting because:

1. We don’t stand for genocide

2. We don’t fund genocide

3. We love our planet

4. WE HAVE MORALS

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august? — victorious slaps bro

PAIRING: non-idol!beomgyu × fem!reader, implied crushes + possible other pairings

STATUS. ongoing!

SYNOPSIS. YL/N Y/N, the delivery girl to her small town not too far from the City finds herself around town, taking many odd jobs and contributing to her community in more ways than one. But now she finds it hard to say no these approaching her final days of High School. On top of that, her true love & passion for music catches up with her as too as her band, finding herself taking on the role of lead singer once again. Can she handle it?

WARNINGS. YN having a panic attack, mentions of food, ning ning not liking YN, mentions of falling down stairs, gyu's lead pencil breaking a lot, seeun cursing and mentioning soup

previous / masterlist / next / playlist

A/N oh em gee! a rival?!

(send an ask or comment to be added to permanent/taglist if ya' wanna be baby~ 🥰)

taglist august?: @grlwndr @txtaetertots @toiletfeet68 @woncheecks @destairea @bangchansbae

i just realized i never talked about this on my blog but.. i hope you all know my page is NOT a safe place for zionists aka anyone who stands with that illegitimate state israel. i stand with the people of palestine, the indigenous people of the land being desecrated in the name of "self defense" and sovereignty. tumblr is not my main platform, but twitter is, so most of my sns advocacy has been focused there. but i want to make this abundantly clear here too:

i do not condemn hamas. i do not believe in any two state solution. i do not believe israel has any right to exist. this is not a conflict nor is it a war. it is a brutal and cruel ethnic cleansing, a genocide, on indigenous people--the Palestinians. if israelis were truly indigenous to the land as they claim to be they wouldn't be trying so hard to strip the land of its resources, kill agricultural fields, and pollute it with environmentally catastrophic warfare. indigenous people respect their land and cherish the earth for what she provides, and the palestinian people were the most loving towards their land.

you cannot call yourself a human being if you think israel relentlessly murdering children and families is justifiable in any way. they have proudly provided evidence to their war crimes and crimes against humanity for over 75 years. it was never about the hostages. they have stated over and over that their goal is to wipe out palestine. and god willing they will never succeed. because one day, from the river to the sea, palestine will be free again. don't stop talking about them, don't stop pressuring government officials and big corporations, don't stop boycotting, and don't stop having hope. israel can take everything from the palestinians, but they will never take their hope. the spirit of the palestinian people is truly something to behold. and as outsiders, the least we can do is amplify their pleas and fight for their right to live.

this is where i stand and i hope you all share similar sentiments.

okay but saying “i wish i had known you sooner” — like the love in my heart is growing so big and fast for you that i wish i had the opportunity to have you way earlier by my side, because i want to love you longer than i can do now. my love for you reaches my past and makes a place for you.

i have a question…

i realize the more i make pieces and write them,

(i know i haven’t posted much content but that’s only because they’re all in my drafts. I’m not joking when I say I have over 100 in drafts 😭)

literally Y/N, even if she can be the most smiley Y/N i could muster into words, she’ll still be really bitter or have like a really emo side to her 😭 IS THAT BAD?

LIKE BECAUSE IRL I’M REALLY QUIET AND WHEN I WRITE I ALWAYS WRITE WITH THIS REALLY REALLY FORMAL AND SORT OF CYNICAL TONE?

ANYWAY WHAT IM TRYING TO ASK IS DO YOU THINK THAT THIS IS SOMETHING THAT’S OKAY FOR ME AS AN ASPIRING WRITER? I DONT KNOW 😞

omg dating beomgyu :(

congrats on 4k!! :D

can i request "he tells me i'm pretty, don't know how to respond. i tell him that he's pretty too." from valentine by laufey for beomgyu? tysm 🫶

𝗏𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖾

includes : 400 words , fluff, beginnings of a relationship, pet names

thanks sm:) Valentine and beomgyu is such a beautiful combination how abt I cry

A blossoming love and new relationship. It was honestly hard to believe that this was real.

You had liked Beomgyu for so long and to find out he liked you back? You were on cloud nine. What made it even better was the feelings were mutual. He was just as infatuated with you as you were with him.

Beomgyu has many favorite memories during your time together. His favorite of them all though, was the first time he called you pretty to your face.

He had picked you up for a date and you stole his breath away. Your outfit was simple yet cute. Your hair a little styled and you have a bit of makeup. Just mascara, blush, and a lip tint he bought you. It’s funny how a little could go a long way.

He stands there frozen, gawking at you with flowers in his hands. His eyes are gleaming at you, trying to take all of you in.

“Beomgyu?” You call out to him and he blinks, meeting your eyes.

“O-Oh sorry, for you.” He holds out the flowers for you. You smile softly, taking them from his hands gently. He swears he could run a marathon when your hand grazes his.

“You’re so pretty.” He says breathlessly, and it catches you both off guard.

You both flush a deep red and you giggle behind your hand.

“You’re pretty too.” He blinks and gets even more shy under your gaze.

“Huh?” He says confused.

You gulp, uttering your words again. “You’re pretty.” He laughs airily, averting his eyes.

“Sorry. Is that weird? I mean you’re handsome too, but I just-”

“It’s fine, I liked it.” He quips, giving you a soft yet playful smile.

He cuts you off by taking your hand in his, swinging it lightly in the air.

You return his smile, placing the flowers in your home and let him take you by the hand to your much awaited date.

After that day Bromgyu adored all the times you both would use pet names. He loves it when you call him your pretty boy the most though <3

call it what you want, yeah, call it what you want to

Pairing: non-idol!beomgyu × f!reader

Synopsis: Within the walls of your academy, you unfortunately find yourself targeted by jealous peers due to your relationship with the campus' sweetheart, Choi Beomgyu. Enduring the harassment, you begin to struggle to shield yourself from the malicious rumours, harsh judgement and pranks being pulled by his fangirls. And worst of all, you couldn't even bring yourself Beomgyu about it either.

Word Count: 7,801

Warnings! petnames (baby, beomie bear, my love, sweet girl), mentions of relationships reader and Beomgyu are already in an established relationship, mentions of heavy bullying, mentions of violence, mentions of harassment, mentions of school (y/n is quite smart), mentions of hugging and a lot of physical affection, mentions of school, reader can be really sad, mentions of panic attacks, mentions of sensuality, mentions of kissing, actual kissing, beomgyu gets upset, a lot of hugging, crying, pretend that Beomgyu and Taehyun are the same age!

[Friday, 7:32PM]

@ my beomie bear🧸: heyy you 👀 you called? @ my beomie bear🧸: sorry baby, i was at soccer practice.

@ my love 💘: it’s okay, don’t worry about it. but can u come over?

@ my beomie bear 🧸: like... right now? 🤨

@ my love 💘: yes now. it's IMPORTANT!!! @ my love 💘: this isn’t a want it’s a NEED 🤧 @ my love 💘: …unless you’re busy which is FINE. just FINE.

@ my beomie bear 🧸: you're cute hehe. im there soon, count on it ❤️ @ my beomie bear 🧸: [Attachment: 1 image]

(photo of him outside and his hand is holding on the handle of his bike about to leave)

For the past few weeks or so, you had been the target of multiple petty, jealous girls’s humiliating pranks because of the mere fact you were dating the campus sweetheart.

And that left you in a constant state of stress and anticipation, feeling as if everyone is staring at you, judging you, comparing your flaws that even you can’t seem to grace yourself for having them.

You were always greeted with either the cold glare from girls in your class or hallways, trying to figure why the hell Choi Beomgyu had chosen you over them.

Or maybe that he had no idea of who you actually were before you had been pulled into a secluded corner of the school being told that his heart found solace with you by the latter himself.

But people thought otherwise of you. This self entitled bland bitch. Someone who had no right holding his heart.

And while you were doing a good job at concealing your reaction, feelings from everyone else who would find satisfaction in your crumbling, today you just felt fed up.

You shouldn’t keep this from him, especially with how these girls claim to not stop until you stop seeing him all together.

And you didn't want that, not over any kind of pride you stood on.

Yet these girls were relentless, and took whatever chance to harass you and make you feel miserable as hell whenever they could. Despite the attempts you made to confront them and getting them to stop, it was almost comical how they acted as if you were the crazy one for asking such a thing as apparently, it’s entitled of you do so when you already have Beomgyu.

The shoving and tripping in the hallways, the nasty rumours about how Beomgyu is dating you on a bet or how he doesn’t even like you that much anyway. You knew that they weren’t true but it was still hard to walk around school for the past few weeks. Uncomfortable to around halls, classrooms, filled with these people who assumed the worst of the worst of you and your relationship with Beomgyu.

You were once so cheery, greeting friends with Hello’s and curious How are you doing today?’s, you found yourself now held down by the hate being expressed towards you daily.

You were torn, you imagined the moments you began noticing you had begun developing feelings for Beomgyu, and then the time Beomgyu had taken you to the music room to confess to you through a song he had been working on, and then the flashes of those girls holding you down against the sink as they laughed at your distress.

"Ha... you're really low. Can't even get me without cornering me. What? Safety in numbers?" You spat, trying to wringle your arms free but there was no use.

"Shut up" a girl from behind came in front of you and slapped you. Your cheek searing with pain from the slap, your expression was unrelenting to give in. But they laughed anyway "says the girl tied down to the sink."

You were unable to move anything as they pulled at your hair and mocked you for looking so helpless, not being able to defend yourself despite them holding you against your will. The words felt more like physical torture as they continued on. deserves better You couldn’t help but feel so disgusted in yourself as this whole thing dragged on for what felt like hours.

“Beomgyu deserves someone, anyone better than you.” The girl holding you down against the sink chuckles, you tried to say more but they held your face under the running cold water. “Look at you, you can’t even defend yourself, let alone him.”

And you believed them.

It was as soon as a Teacher walked in from all the noise inside the bathroom and caught the girls, you dashed out of there so fast and went straight home. Not caring about your bag you left behind, Taehyun who would probably wonder where you were or the fact that you were gonna be marked absent for your next class. You couldn’t take it anymore, it was as if your insides were being crushed and tormented and you can’t do anything about it even if you pleaded for things it to stop.

Your Mom saw the distress twisted into your usual smile and decided to not question why you were home until you’ve processed things for yourself.

You locked yourself in your room for about an hour or three, unable to move from your bed. It was only until your Mom carefully knocked on your door, asking you if you wanted to speak to Taehyun who had stopped by with your jacket and things.

You decided that getting up and saying a simple Thank you wouldn’t hurt, you didn’t want him to worry either. You’ve enough distress anyway. You just needed something different right now.

But what surprised you the most wasn’t that he was still here sitting on your couch waiting for you or that his expression changed as soon as he laid his eyes on your distraught eyes, but what he says next, “What did those girls do to you?”

You stood there facing him frozen and your eyes wide, “But… how did you know?” you asked, unable to process the shock that he knows.

Looking at you, he could tell that this had been weighing down on you for so long and that you had no idea what to do about things up until now. And so without a second thought, you watched Taehyun as he stood up and carefully walked over to your shaken figure. And without even hesitating he pulls you into an embrace.

You were expecting a lecture that would claw at your insides further on how you had dealt with everything so wrong and that the people around you deserved better than what you were making of the situation. You were mentally preparing yourself up until now. And right now, you felt as if you had been acknowledged for what you were feeling and who you are in this whole situation.

And instead of you trying to hold it together up until now, you finally let yourself break from everything you had withheld, tear after tear until they wouldn’t stop flowing and you let out a choked out sob. Taehyun’s arms held you tighter at the sound of that. “You’re pretty incredible for holding out this long you know,” he said as he patted your back. Still hugging you in the middle of your living room. “but I promise were not the type of people to not take in your feelings over other people’s opinions on our lives. Especially when they choose to take it out on someone else involved with us, especially you Y/N”, letting all the l guilt and shame that you had been drowning yourself in.

“Beomgyu would want to know.” he says his voice calm, you can hear the sense of urgency through his voice.

“I didn’t wanna bother him. This whole thing is—”

“This isn’t your fault Y/N.” he interrupts you, knowing you were about to blame yourself.

“I’m his girlfriend! I should’ve done something more than… this” you stress, struggling to get the words out but somehow he understands you. “I hate that I feel so useless throughout this whole thing.”

Taehyun isn’t as good with feelings in comparison to Beomgyu so it takes him a minute to catch up. But as he takes a moment to piece everything you’ve expressed to him from his perspective, he tries again.

“Our academy is highly populated, even 2000 students alone in out grade and only the best of the best can survive.” he says, you not knoeing where he’s taking this but you patiently wait for him to continue.

“Beomgyu is pretty well known to almost each and every student in the building. And from what I’m aware as well, you’ve also been part of the top highest grading students in our year since we started at the academy.” Still lost in what he’s trying to get at.

“So with a competition of a thousand girls, possibly even boys, he chose you from the many. And with good reason Ms. Top Student.” he teases you but from his confident, well thought out delivery, it makes your heartache from how he took the time to find the right words.

You stood silent for a second letting his words digest into your system and you exhale.

“It’s still not top in the whole school.” you’re perfectionist self reasoned before sniffling again. Taehyun in response, was that he dropped his forehead dramatically on your shoulder with an exaggerated sigh in exhaustion and you giggle.

“Thanks Tyunie.” you say with a light hearted tone, your mood better than what it had been before. You pat the top of his head and he lifts his head to face you. You can never tell why someone like him would be mistaken for someone cold and unapproachable when really, Kang Taehyun was just quiet.

But that didn’t mean he was cold-hearted, because once you got to know him, the way he displayed his affection towards you and his friends, through physical actions rather than words, was so raw and genuine that it never left you to doubt him for a second.

Even as someone who found it hard to break your shell around even your closest of friends.

“You should really tell him though, he deserves to know and I really think that this would help not just you but this whole thing as well.” Taehyun says and you’re able to match the seriousness he put the atmosphere comfortably, rather than if this was happening a few minutes before.

“But what if—”

“And no more ‘but what ifs’, you have to talk to him first.”

He’s looking at you with a look that says you know I’m right and not knowing what else to counteract with, you just sigh in admission.

“Alright.”

A few minutes after your talk with Taehyun, your Mom finally came back out from the other room and into the kitchen where you had begun brewing tea for Taehyun and possibly some hot chocolate for him to bring on his way home.

Your Mom adored Taehyun and was happy to engage in some small talk with him about how his school had been and how he has been as well. Taehyun on the other hand really didn’t have much issues talking with your Mom either because just like you, and also from what your other friends have claimed in the past as well, your warmth and welcoming personality was definitely a trait you got from your Mom.

And soon enough, you bid Taehyun another Thank you to which he responded that he was happy to help you anytime.

[Friday, 08:00 PM]

And so here you were, after mulling over your talk with Taehyun and what had you been doing the past week, the inability to complete any task because of the plague that had been burdening your peace of mind, and several panic attacks throughout the day.

You decided that over anything else, you wanted— no, needed to see Beomgyu. You needed to tell him everything.

And after a few miss calls on his end, you wait for what felt like forever (in reality was actually just 3 minutes), he sends you a message saying that he was in soccer practice, but was able to make it to you.

And with little to no patience today you couldn’t fight the urge to just sit there and wait until he got to you. So you went ahead to put on any kind of thick sweater and socks to keep you warm from the cold air and went outside to sit down and wait til Beomgyu got there. You watched as cars and people pass by until maybe the next would be him. You felt a bit silly making eye contact with unsuspecting strangers, but you couldn’t help the anticipation that was eating your heart away.

And in a grey hoodie you knew all too well, relief that took over your mind overwhelmingly, butterflies that came swarming around at the bottom of your stomach at the sight of the stature pedalling on his bike up to you.

You couldn’t see his entire reaction to you sitting there waiting for him, one reason because of the mask and the other being because your eye sight is shit from all those all-nighters you’ve pulled, to your mother’s dismay, watching those rom-com movies all night until the sun came up.

But that changed until after he parked his bike at the bike rack, and pulled his mask off to find your favourite sight in the world, Choi Beomgyu.

"Y/N." Beomgyu called out to you in a shaky breath, probably from biking from school all the way to your home, no doubt in a rush looking at his slightly disheveled sweater and uneven breaths. His tone was much different to his usual energetic personality, you can see the comfort that overtook his eyes seeing you there already waiting for him. Jogging up to you as he engulfed you in a tight hug, spinning you around. Both sighs of relief and laughter were what was exchanged between you two. Your hoodie falling off of your head from being spun by him and it took you a quick minute to go against the quick wind and wrap your arms around his neck, burying your face onto the crook of it and the sweet scent of his shampoo.

His spin slows and your words are muffled by his grey sweater. “I’m really glad you’re here.”

Putting you down, you pulled away thinking that he would just follow you back to the bench or inside where a heater is, but he immediately engulfs you in an unexpected hug.

You're standing on the tips of your shoes with your arms still hooked under his shoulders. If he were to let go right now then you would probably topple over on your bottom. But his arms are wrapped so tightly around you, your body is flush against his chest.

"Y/N… Taehyun mentioned that you went home early, Is something wrong?" he asks his voice is soft and quiet. You can hear both the curiosity and concern laced in his voice and your whole mood flips back into anxiousness.

With one arm still holding you, his hand goes up to the back of your head and threads through each strand of your hair. "There's been something bothering you all week and I didn’t wanna pry but-" Your muscles tense up and your body freezes, and that confirms his worry as he can feel you tensing up against him.

You slowly push yourself from his embrace and he helps steady you on your heels again. Your head is hanging low, unable to move yourself as you can't bring yourself to look him in the eye yet when tears are threatening to spill out from your eyes. Beomgyu frowns as he watches you shy away from him. He's holding onto you by your elbows and you're holding onto him for your body's support.

"I know we haven’t been dating for long," He speaks up, his low voice so calm but still enough that you could hear the seriousness in his tone. "but I can still tell the difference in how you’re feeling Y/N."

Beomgyu had figured out that you had been hiding something from him, before you can tell him. What was he gonna think now? That this won’t work between you two because you didn’t tell him?

Beomgyu picks up on the fact that you don’t know what else to do in this moment and gently places a finger beneath your chin, raising it up so that you could finally meet his eyes again. You expected him to be upset, a frown that didn’t belong on his lip. But instead you’re met with his endeared expression, an assuring smile that calms the turmoil inside of you. The worry dissipating from your features was all he needed to see before this look in his eyes, that you cant seem to read, watches as his hand cups your face and his thumb moves from beneath your chin to rub over your cheek gently. You flush in response to his sudden change in demeanour.

Still with his thumb gently caressing your flushed cheek, his eyes meets yours again. “I’m your boyfriend for a reason you know.” he says and you’re still frozen in place.

Your gaze subconsciously trickles down to his lips afor a split second and you scold yourself internally for not having any sense of decorum or decency during a time like this. The pink that was already staining your cheeks worsened to a crimson. You drop your forehead to his chest, shying away from the temptation that came along with his annoyingly beautiful features.

"L-let's go inside first…" You mumble, barely loud enough but he hears you anyway.

You rest the side of your head against his sweater where you could feel the beating of his heart, Ba-bump, ba-bump. You wanted to relish in the calm before the distressing, lengthy explanation you owed him came, better to talk about it in the comfort of your room.

He moves his head up, spacing out into the distance and rests his chin on your head. Nerves prickling over his skin by the thought of what it is you want to say to him. Had he done something he didn't realize he was doing? You usually tell him everything, what was so different now?

His hands running up and down over your arms for another moment until a strong wind gust pass the two of you and he feels your figure shiver in response. He gently pulls your bodies apart and takes ahold of your hand. "It's much more warmer inside, let's get my baby inside." Beomgyu says, flashing you a soft smile and you just watch as he turns his head around, your hand in his, leading you inside.

[Friday, 08:13 PM]

Once inside your room, Beomgyu lets go of your hand and went to your dresser and opened the top drawer where he kept his own clothes if ever he stayed over.

You on the other hand quietly tip-toed into the room, cautiously closing the door behind you, a careful click, careful not to wake anyone up.

The last thing you would need was your famiky assuming that you and Beomgyu were up to anything else that could possibly result in the terror that would haunt your Mom and Dad, and quite possibly Beomgyu’s parents as well, to know that Beomgyu was sneaking into your bedroom in the middle of the night, doing something that would require little to no talking. It was hard enough to convince your parents to let him stay over, let alone in your room, in the middle of the night.

You insisted he stayed over quite oftenly to the point it was easier for him to leave clothes at your place instead of bring a bag of his things. He even had his own toothbrush, his own brown slippers with bears on it.

You couldn’t hide the excitement and adrenaline rush that came the first time Beomgyu had been snowed in at your house. After spending the whole day with you, a bad storm came down on your town to the point where the snow had basically covered the entirety of the front door, also the only way for Beomgyu to leave. Both his and your parents agreed that it was fine as long as Beomgyu slept in a different room. Although much to their dismay, they found you dozing away, curled up, tucked in his embrace under the same blanket as him the next morning.

The kind of relief and fulfillment that over took your body when waking up next to him was a joy you never would get tired off. Him enveloped in your arms, or his arms hugging you close from behind every morning and doing mundane things by his side was why, tangled limbs under your silk mattress.

This was never for the sake of sex since you both were still virgins. But that could also change any time soon judging from how quick chaste kisses on your bed turned into you straddling his waist and his hands pulling you flush against him by your waist. Devouring your sweet whines with such fervency. Who was to tell? But that was a story for later.

Right now you needed to focus on calming your nerves before explaining the situation with these girls at school.

Turning around to face Beomgyu but your eyes widen as you stumbled backwards, a thud against your door loud enough to probably wake up everyone in the house. Leaving any attempt at being sneaky and quiet quite literally out the door. The culprit being the sight of Beomgyu’s bare chest as he is seemingly changing into a new shirt.

Beomgyu jumps at the loud thud of you hitting the door. “Holy shit Y/N, are you o—” He tries to make his way to you before you quickly raise your hand in protest.

“Put on your shirt first! Are you crazy? Why are you changing here when usually change in the bathroom?!” you quietly yell at him, loud enough that he can only hear.

“Calm down, I’m sorry, I’m sorry! You were doing your best to be really quiet earlier I didn’t think want to make anymore noise.” You’re astounded by genuinely confused he’s being and the fact that he thought you would have expected him to change here to save the noise. He had a point but still! “At least a warning Choi Beomgyu!”

“Here I thought it wouldn’t be a big deal anyway.” He says unbothered and aggravatingly calm. “You’ve seen me shirtless before haven’t you?”

“When have I seen you shirtless?” You exclaim quietly yet agitatedly. Getting up from the floor, covering your eyes with one hand while the other pushed you up.

He takes a moment putting on his shirt and lets you know that you can look now before he continues. “Those baby pictures you asked for that my Mom sent last week?” he says as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Your eye twitched.

He’s not being serious now… “That’s so different! Baby Beomgyu then not wearing a shirt in contrast to teenager Beomgyu now is so freaking different!” you shrieked quietly, grabbing the sweater hanging by your door and you flail it in his decision. He catches it and chuckles at your fuming fury.

“Okay, okay I get it! My shirt is on now. Now c’mere so I can hug and kiss these silly nerves away.” he said, pulling you into his arms and wrapped one arm around your head and one around your waist. Obviously amused from how flustered you’ve become from simply seeing him shirtless. He hadn’t intended to be so bold with you, but your reaction was so adorable to him he couldn’t resist teasing you.

“You’re amazing.” you roll your eyes, you both know that you didn’t at all mean that in a good way but still he huffs proudly. You don’t see his face, but you can tell by his simple huff and tone that he has the most smug expression on his face. He’s honestly the worst.

You pull apart from Beomgyu as you went outside to wash up and also to give yourself a breather because you’re heart was still racing from the sight of Beomgyu’s bare chest. What the hell was he thinking you didn’t have an answer to them in the moment but he really does like getting you worked up just to get a reaction out of you.

You have to explain to your Mom that Beomgyu was just trying to tease you by scaring the crap out of you. And well, for some reason (your Mom knowing Beomgyu’s personality well enough) that was all she needed to hear and then after excusing herself back into her bedroom to sleep.

You could swear you can hear her holding back laughs from the other side of the door. You sigh and storm back to the bathroom to wash up as you were going to earlier.

You’re now just watching him as he moves around so comfortably in his home clothes, clad in a lazy oversized white shirt and some jogging pants, nothing special but you did love seeing him in white. He just looked so at home whilst manoeuvring around your bed and that made your heart skip a beat at the thought of it.

Patting down and airing out your sheets before flattening it again for you both to lie in.

Because to you, no matter how sad you were, where ever Beomgyu went, as long as he was there you. Your heart felt unbelievably full at the sight of him, the way you would simply just exist and how he would respond to it, it made you feel like you were really living your youth the way it was always suppose to be.

He turns around finished, taking a double take at the bed and plushies before he looks to you across the room. And you’re looking like a deer caught in headlights.

He gives you curious look, “What is it?” he breathes out a laugh. Wondering why you’re staring at him as if he’s still so far away when he’s finally beside you again.

You take a moment to take it in longer before your gaze wanders elsewhere. Your hands coming up to the sides of your arm to hold and ease the nerves.

“I just didn’t want anything else other than being with you right now.” you say, your eyebrows furrowed. You weren’t looking at him but to the left of his general direction.

You could tell that the atmosphere was building up to talk about what had been happening to you this past week and though you were still nervous, you know you needed to talk Beomgyu about this.

“I… didn’t wanna…” Tears already welling up in your eyes as you tried recounting each and every thing you’ve endured the past week. “I've just felt so disgusting this past week” your pride hanging low the moment you’re finally able to say something coherent you cant hold back whatever begins spilling out of your mouth at that moment.

“They were just rumours and a couple of mean girls... So what?! I thought. And here I foolishly thought it wouldn’t become worst from there.” You said, swallowing the lump that had been building up at the back of your throat.

“They cornered me in the bathroom," your vision blurring, you brought your hands to your elbows from how disgusting you felt.

"They pushed my body against the sink the whole time to the point where it was digging into my skin. They just kept pulling on my hair while they were telling me all these… things. I couldn’t… how terrified I felt in that moment and it was entertainment or something for them" your voice trembling, breaking into incoherent parts. Somehow he still understood what you meant, watching you attentively.

"How pathetic I looked in that moment, how someone like me... how we could ever belong together.” A deep breath steadied your composure but you were still dripping with guilt.

You look away blinking back the tears that were threatening to spill out "Fuck, I just feel so disgusting now. I let them get under my skin, and I began thinking that maybe they're right I-"

Your voice breaks in the middle of your sentence as a tear strays from your eyes, your expression searing with anger and frustration.

“Especially with everything being such a catastrophe I- it’s so petty and frustrating I just-” you press, “I really- I just need help.”

If it wasn't for the fucked up things you had just told him about, simply the sound of the word "help" leaving your mouth would have done enough for him to know that this is bad. He feels as if all movement in the world had stopped.

Beomgyu knows better than anyone else how much you hate asking for help. The only time you ever ask for help is when you feel like you can't twist and squeeze anymore energy out of you to cater to your own heart and well being.

But he also wishes to step in when he could, as your boyfriend he wants you to depend on him to pick up the slack not only to have the work out of the way for you but because he loves doing things like this. Especially when it's just for you.

Still looking at you, your eyes trail up his figure, your eyebrows in a knot, your eyes pulling at his strings. And his heart sinks at the thought of you carrying something so painful, so unfairly heavy on your own. Knowing how you never wanna be like other cruel people you've met in your life and blame others, probably blaming yourself for these people being mad at you when it isn't something you can control.

He walks up to your figure, and feverishly gently takes the side of your jaw in his palms and brings your lips to his. Eyebrows furrowed as his lips taste yours, he gently on your bottom so fervently and pull you closer to him. His hands snaking down to your waist as he pulls your body against his, your arms flying to the back his neck serving as your only means of stability.

You’re surprised by his sudden fervency, you kiss him back anyway. Tilt your head to the side, you deepen the kiss and he presses into you a little bit more, his lips move against yours so skillfully it makes your stomach swarm by how good he’s gotten since you stole his first kiss not too long ago.

“Beomgyu-” you say against his lips, trying to catch a breath but his lips chase yours a few more times, leaving you breathless.

You could tell you by whenever his lips attached to yours there was something different he was feeling inside. It wasn’t excitement exactly, it wasn’t lust either, but you could tell that something was stirring inside of that pretty head of his.

He then sudden breaks the kiss, his forehead resting on yours. You see how swollen his lips have gotten from the unusual aggression he put into the kiss, his lips plumped in a deep magenta. And the sight suddenly leaves your head feeling as light as a balloon.

He then rests his chin on your shoulder as he pulls you impossibly closer, your body arching as his hands pulls the small of your back flush against him.

The room is filled with the sound of your air conditioning and the sound of both you trying to catch your breaths again, you can feel how fast he’s breathing against your chest too.

“Y/N” His voice low resonates in your ears and you can hear the urgency tied in with his tone as well as the sounds of yours and his breathing being filling the loud silence in the room. You still feel a bit surprised to his sudden change in tone, first the kiss and now his seriousness.

Beomgyu gently pulls away at the sound of it and he quickly takes your face in his palm and wipes away the tear that escaped, "Don't keep things like this tp yourself," he reassures you.

He stares at eyes full of concern and his brows in knot. You place your hand onto his arm that's cupping your face, his thumb stroking your cheek. "You shouldn’t have to deal them, not anymore, I know and I'm here now." he reassured

Beomgyu's arms wrapped around you more, patting your back, a bitter frown etched on the corner of his lips. If on a normal day, you would've found it to be a bit too tight for your liking, but given that your nerves seemed to have a mind of its own poking at you, his embrace served as an anchor.

But much to your dismay, you watch him as he slowly pulls you away farther. You're about to ask what's wrong, but he hides his expression with his fingers pressed against his temples.

“I'm sorry, I just-" Beomgyu lets out a bitter laugh. His hand falling from his face and you're faced with an expression that was hard to read.

"When I heard some guys in the locker room chuckling about the rumours that had been going around you, I nearly lost my mind because I was so angry." he confessed, letting out an emotionless laugh, the words slipping out with a controlled restraint.

His voice, though measured, hinted at a seething frustration. You frowned at the sight of his frustration. He isn't the type to lose his genuine cool easily. He goes along with whatever and fixes what he can because he's the type who wants to keep moving forward. Even when he was overreacting with his loud nature, it was always humorous and he was always gentle under all that energy.

But right now, an uncharacteristic calmness settled over his features. A chilling intensity in his gaze, a strain was visible from the subtle twitch of his jaw.

Your heart panged in your chest at the sight of this side of him, the thought of his rare anger bubbling out all because of you made you feel an overwhelming amount of guilt.

“had' a ton things I wanted to say to those guys talking about you so crudely. Give em' a piece of my fucking mind-."

"Beomgyu." Your voice an anchor.

It was a quiet whisper but with weight behind it. You approach him and place a hand on his shoulder. "It's okay, you can calm down. I'm here, see?"

Beomgyu sighed heavily, as he reached for your hand, taking it in his. "I just... I hate that you went through all that alone," he confesses, his voice sounding guilty, breaking through his previous frustration. "I can't control what people will say or do about me, but coming for my girlfriend is another story"

His words hang heavy, you gently took his shoulders as you turned him to face you.

"You couldn't have known. If anything, it's my fault for keeping this from you," you tried to reassure him as you searched for his eyes, eyes that were too ashamed to even look at you.

Beomgyu's face hardened at the sound you taking responsibility for everything that had happened to you, his brows furrowing in disapproval as if it was the most absurd thing he had ever heard.

"None of this is your fault Princess." he says with resolute in his voice. "I can't control what people will say or do about me, but coming for my girlfriend is another story" he say with determination, his eyes meeting yours again with protectiveness in his gaze.

"You've done all that you can, I love that you wanted to keep up a fight but let me take it from here, okay? Both as your best friend and as your boyfriend I'll set things straight.”

You attempted to summon your usual bright smile in response, a testament to your resilience. However, the weight of the situation proved too heavy, and your expression faltering. "Thing is," you began, your voice carrying a hint of exhaustion, "I just knew something like this might happen because of your reputation around campus,"

Beomgyu listened attentively, his eyes filled with concern as he listened to how you had put so much pressure onto yourself when none of this wasn't even your fault. "but I wanted to handle this because I knew I wouldn't be able to live with myself knowing anyone, especially you, thought that I can't defend myself as your girlfriend."

"It makes me hate myself even more since I’ve only just made things worst for everyone.” your voice tinged with drain and a vulnerability that you rarely showed.

Beomgyu's heart ached at your confession. He cupped your face gently, guiding your gaze to meet his.

"Hey," his tone gentle yet firm. "You're not alone in this, you have me, remember? "Your well-being is my priority, hm?" leaning up to pressing a kiss to your forehead. An overwhelming sense of comfort and ease washing over you. Closing your eyes, a couple tears fall from your lashes.

He then moves down to kiss the wet skin under your eye and then pulls you into a comforting embrace. offering a tender smile. "And, love, you haven't made things worse for anyone. If anything, you've shown incredible strength in facing this head-on."

His face full of concern, you couldn't bring yourself to move feeling as if one small step would leave you falling through your carpet and into the core of the Earth.

Noticing this, his arms enveloped you in an embrace, a safe haven amidst the chaos of emotions.

You stood still for a moment but you slowly your head rested against his chest, the tension you had been holding onto slowly began to melt away in the warmth of his embrace.

You found a sense of security you hadn't realized you needed. The weight on your shoulders lifted. And for the first time that night, you let yourself relax, finding solace in the warmth his arms.

After a moment, it took everything in you to find the feeling, the words that carrying the weight of the emotions you were grappling with.

"Thank you," you say against his shirt. Yours glistened with unshed tears, but this time, they were tears of relief.

"My big crybaby," Beomgyu laughs softly, endearment in his voice. His laughter dives down and he pulls you away, taking a minute to examine your face for a moment, leaning forward as he presses two more kisses over your eyes, shutting your eyes tight before his lips meet your skin.

"You're okay baby, don’t be too hard on yourself. You have me for that”.

Your eyes widening as you processed his words. You pull away from him and slap his shoulder and he breaks out in a fit of giggles. You groan loudly, now of all times you think to yourself. Despite your glaring, it doesn't stop the sudden twist in your stomach that came at the sight of his gorgeous smile.

"Seriously?" you press, as he calms down and your own laughter mingling with a playful exasperation. "Can't we have a moment without your cheeky comments?"

He couldn't help but chuckle again at your reaction, his laughter a welcome relief amidst the heavy atmosphere. "Hey, I had to lighten the mood somehow," he teased, "Besides, I can't let you drown in all this seriousness. Gotta keep you on your toes."

You barely suppress a scoff as he's coaxing you back into his arms again, he hums despite your annoyance and squeezes you gently.

You shake head, but a small smile plays on your lips. "You're insufferable, are you aware of that?" you say. Your tone a mix of annoyance and affection.

He winks at you, his tone still light. "But you love me anyway."

"Unfortunately" you let out a soft sigh, leaning into Beomgyu's embrace, appreciating the lightheartedness he brought to the heavy situation.

Beomgyu chuckles, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead.

[Friday, 12:53 AM]

After your breakdown, you and Beomgyu layed curled up in each others arms between your silk sheets for hours, as the rest of the world slipped away. A tranquil refuge from the cruel reality you had been fighting, laid to rest.

Beomgyu gently traced circles on your back, his touch a soothing balm to your emotional recovery. In the quiet intimacy of the moment, his arms a gentle touch that was so comforting you can almost hear it echo through the room.

"How are you feeling?” he hums, swiping away the hair fallen onto your face. You feel like swooning with how gentle his skin is against your features.

“I mean, the stress is still there, like what might happen on when we get back to school but…” You drawl.

“But I just want to stay here now, my body wants to stay close to you” You say looking up to him. You notice a look in his eyes, his eyes that seem to have been focused on you.

You thought back to that bitter feeling of fore-lonely-ness lingering inside of you earlier today, it was when you dragged your eyes back up to his eyes you realized, Not anymore.

"I'm right here" his voice as soft as linen, he smiles so gentle, yet sweet, the whisker under his eyes appear.

A soft smile played on your lips as your heart swelled with devastating affection towards the boy in your bed.

“You are” you say, your fingers brushing against his cheek, his left eye closest to your hand squinting a bit and your heart twinges at the sight of him doing that.

You felt incredibly vulnerable yet comfortable as he left himself entirely open to you as well. Your body felt as if it was floating,.

“I really am lucky that it was you that I ended up with” your voice a whisper and muffled, your eyes closing as you nestle into the curve of his neck

"I think I'm the lucky one baby," he replied with a casual nonchalance, as if trying to one-up you. The sound of him failing to suppress his laughter reverberated through his chest.

You pulled away slightly, looking him dead in the eye. His laughter only intensified as your eyes met, his eyes tightly shut he looked like that one laughing emoji.

"Really?" you question, an annoyed glint in your eyes.

His laughter subsided as he leans down to rest his forehead against yours, his eyes still closed before relaxing again. "Yeah, really. You're everything to me, Y/N." he confessed, his eyes opening to look at you with a tantalizing gaze, unwavering.

Your heart sank to your stomach at his words as you stared at him in awe, not being able to move, not even inch away from his gaze.

You think back to how earlier, you were in the same bed except you felt like you were falling so painfully slowly into a grey void. And now, you've found yourself home again. Beomgyu’s arms around you being the only thing you need.

A voice inside you spoke to your heart, it was from realization on who your heart really belonged to.

Sorry honey, but I'm no longer yours, you're his.

BONUS I [Monday, 07:51 AM]

The following Monday, you were walking through the halls that morning towards your locker, the weight of the previous week's events still lingering in the air. Hushed whispers and stifled laughter echoing from the students around you, the same hurtful rumours circulating like wildfire. Everyone seemingly taking a more malicious pleasure in the whispers that followed you.

As you passed by the groups of gossiping students, you couldn't escape the feeling of judgment piercing through your back, no doubt reminiscent of the scene that had taken place in the bathroom last Friday.

Your nerves tensed even more as you spotted those same girls down the hall, their nasty smiles perhaps signalling another potential scene.

Your heart was beating loud inside of your ears and your anxiety reaching another high when a familiar voice called out your name from behind. And before you could turn around to see who it was, a familiar hand slipped into yours.

Your heart skipped a beat as you glanced up to see your boyfriend.

He had a serious expression on his face. He shot an intimidating look at, quite literally, anyone who dared to glance in your direction. The hallway, once filled with judgmental gazes, now held a palpable weight of authority that radiated from him.

Dare even say you found this side of him a bit hot.

You notice Beomgyu stare holding in place at a specific place in front of the two of you and it wasn't hard to figure out who he was eyeing down as you looked toward the culprits.

Their once confident smiles were now unsure glances between each other, his presence alone seemed to have cast a shadow over their intentions. Beomgyu his gaze was enough to let them know that you are, and always has been, his choice.

And without a moment longer, they quickly dispersed into different ways except for the path that led to you and Beomgyu.

Letting out a heavy sigh, the tensity in posture relaxing as his shoulders fall down.

"May I walk you to class fair maiden?" he teased, wagging his eyebrows and offering you a knowing smile.

A genuine smile broke across your face. "You may, fair knight."

BONUS II [Monday, 8:00 AM]

As you both reached your locker, Beomgyu continued the banter. "So, my princes, any quests or dragons that need slaying with today?"

Your giggles resonates through the room and Beomgyu can't help but fall smitten at the sight of your beautiful smile. "Not today, fair knight. Your presence alone is enough."

He hums and smiles, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead.

Taking the last of your books out of your locker and slamming it shut, he walks you to your first class. The hallways seemed to part as you walked with Beomgyu hand in hand, the whispers of gossip shied away into the background.

Reaching your class, you're about to bid him a Thank you and Goodbye when he leaves a chaste kiss on your cheek, catching you by surprise.

And as if that wasn't enough, he tells you an, I love you Y/N!, loud enough for everyone around you the two of you to hear. You watch his back he runs down the hall to his next class, in no doubt he's late for, as a smitten smile makes its way onto your lips.

You sit down beside Taehyun, a teasing smile on his face. You purse your lips and narrow your eyes in annoyance and he gets back to what he's doing.

Throughout class you think about everything Beomgyu has done for you since last night till this morning in the hall, confidently showing you off and defending you. And thinking back to what he had said before he sauntered off to his own class, you're whispering what you wish you had said before he turned the corner, a reply,

an I love you too.

A/N PLEASE TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK! I'VE BEEN WORKING ON THIS FOR A WHILE SO YK, FUN LITTLE DRABBLE 😞 LMK IF YOU WANT TO BE ADDED TO MY TAGLIST!

It’s feels so insignificant to have this struggle but I’m getting my period soon and there’s no place to buy cotton/pads or the specific painkillers I get and it’s so so cold my pre cramps are already killing me. It makes me feel so helpless. [@/ Dicktator117 on X. 12/28/23.]

“Periods Don't Stop for Conflict” I remember this headline addressing women's health in Ukraine. Not a peep out of those same agencies about Sudanese & Palestinian women struggling in war/conflict zones.

#KeepEyesOnSudan [@/ RightUpMyAlley on X.]

I created a link for a gofundme happening right now to ensure Period Care reaches folks who need it in Sudan, and I will re-post this here for folks who can share and/or support:

This link here will lead you to this post of where you can support/send funds so that period care reaches those who need it in [Palestine] and other areas as well.

One Million Sustainable Pads Campaign [Sudan]

We are approaching the 100th day, a number I can't comprehend, almost 100 days of bombing, thousands upon thousands of lives, dreams and uncountable love stolen from the world.

Gaza is Starving

We have seen Palestinians in Gaza showing us the rotten foods they have resorted to eating, we saw children scooping rainwater in order to drink and some even reported eating grass in order to survive.

This is a direct result of Israel's ongoing violence as it continues to block over 2 million Palestinians from having access to water and food all while indiscriminately bombing their homes, shelters, bakeries and farmlands.

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ㅤ𝗿𝗲𝗶’s notes ⪩⪨ hoon brainrot goes hard!!!!

merry christmas

jesus was a palestinian jew

the birthplace of jesus, bethlehem, is being raided

lebanon was also bombed today

there were jews, muslims, and christians living together in peace in palestine before israel was established

there are still christians and churches in palestine

many israelis are violent and discriminatory towards christians

bethlehem cancelled christmas celebrations this year for the first time

about 10,000 children have been killed in gaza since october 7th

free palestine. ceasefire now

hope you’re doing well, i haven’t seen your work on my tl in a while and just wanted to check in!! miss your fics and i hope you have a good holiday break <3

oshdj i’ve been so swamped with schoolwork i barely have time for anything else and my family is really strict on distractions so i needed to lay low for a while 😭 i was really worried on how good or bad august was doing but knowing that you’re looking out for them makes my heart unbelievably full and i feel so happy that you asked so🩷🥹

I REALLY WANT TO UPDATE THOUGH, UGH I HAVE SO MUCH GOOD IDEAS FOR AUGUST SO PLEASE LOOK FORWARD TO IT 🥹 I PROMISE COME CHRISTMAS BREAK, ILL SEE TO IT THAT THE CHAPTERS AND POSSIBLY OTHER DRABBLES FROM MY DRAFTS ARE FINISHED AND POSTED! 😭😭😭😭😭

i hope u have a happy holidays too 🥰🥰🥰

Sorry to everyone who DMs me only to find I am actually terrible at actual human interaction

girl in her room disorder

Bisan's recent post. I think it's important for you to read it. Tonight 03.12.23, journalists in gaza share their last messages. There are no words to describe the horrors unfolding in gaza right now.

I no longer have any hope of survival like I had at the beginning of this genocide, and I am certain that I will die in the next few weeks or maybe days. I have been sick with severe viral infection for days and cannot move from the mattress!

I suffer from nightmares that are so closely resemble reality that I no longer differentiate between reality and dream.

I live in a world other than the one I claimed to be building! I am a community activist who lived on the fantasy that the world was free and just, and I sought to bring rights not only to my people, but to many men and women in third world countries!

I was shocked that I was not from the third world! Indeed, we are the most humane and moral! Yes, because the world approves, supports, and finances the genocide we are being subjected to, legislates it, and gives reasons for for 58 days! While we are a people who have been living on occupied land for 75 years and are still searching for our rights and communicating our voice to the world!

My message to the world: You are not innocent of what is happening to us, you as governments or peoples that support Israel’s annihilation of my people. We will not forgive you, we will not forgive you, humanity will not forgive you, we will not forget, even if we die, the history will never forget .

A Message to friends: Thank you and the supporters around the world. You have been compassionate and very strong. We ask you not to lose hope, even if the world seems completely unfair and your efforts have not yet resulted in a ceasefire.

Palestine has to be trending.

Israel does not need the attention.

All attention to Palestine! 🇵🇸

(via. khaledbeydoun)

"Israel is banning Palestinian hostages and their families from speaking to the media, holding any type of community gathering or celebration, including distributing sweets as part of family celebrations.

Any violation would result in a 70,000 israeli shekels ($18,000) fine.

Israel not only robs Palestinians of their life and liberty; but also their joy."

(via. rosypirani)