FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY'S (2023) — Dir. Emma Tammi

🚨 We Need Your Kindness to Survive 🚨

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

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

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

Our Current Situation:

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 📚 Dreams on Hold: Like so many here, my family’s dreams have been replaced by the need to simply survive.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

How You Can Help:

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

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

What This Means to Us:

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

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

With all our gratitude, Mosab Elderawi and Family ❤️

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THREE - cat got your tongue

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borders will indicate when it’s time to read the written portion!! + please excuse anything grammatically incorrect and any typos !!

being a double major is rather difficult..medical major hard enough understandable — but a fashion major as well? that’s a whole different level. yn enjoyed both and decided ‘hey how about we double major it can’t be that hard,’ but now she is stuck in her room 5 out of 7 days of the week designing clothing and studying the human body; the do’s and the do not’s.

yn’s diet consisted of three things. coffee, anything with rice, and chocolate cracker snacks. she loves instant ramen but she wouldn’t want to burn herself out of it. stress was a major factor in those 2am breakdowns. stress always crept behind the back of yn; like a stupid background character who tries to steal the spotlight.

yn was guilty of taking her stressed anger out on mira — although mira knew she didn’t mean the stuff it truly did hurt her sometimes hearing those words come out her mouth. mira truly did have a strong friendship with chishiya and ann.

mira was always honest with chishiya and ann telling them the things yn has said due to her being stressed; and to what surprise chishiya would always be a little shit to yn the next day. as much as yn wanted to deny it—chishiya was the main reason yn would always keep apologizing to mira profusely. yn didn’t want to lose mira.

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“chishiyaaa” mira dramatically sighed looking at the blanked expression chishiya whom was reading a romance manga. chishiya let an audible ‘hm’ from his mouth. the rooftops breeze made his hair sway ever so slightly in the wind.

mira opened her mouth to say something but ended up forming her tinted red lips in a thin line. there was a deafening silence with a mix noise of students talking from the classrooms and the sound of the softly breezed wind. “what is it mira?” chishiya placed a bookmark on the page closing it moving his attention to the black haired girl.

“i was going to ask if you wanted to get some strawberry milk tea” mira stretched her arms out before standing up to stretch her fallen asleep legs. “i mean sure” chishiya stared at her putting his book in his bag before slinging it onto his body. mira smirked knowing he meant yes; she grabbed his hand and lead him to the nearest vending machines.

mira was the school crush. her beauty, the way she presented herself, her confidence and her brains/smartness. she was the total “package”. and it wasn’t just a one sided it was from both the girls and the boys. she would get constant love letters and proposals but it would always be turned down simple’s due to the fact—she was never interested.

but people being people always mistaken this for her dating chishiya which is..absolutely wrong. mira had zero interest in chishiya. while as for chishiya on the other hand, he definitely had girls fawning to the ground for him. many asked to date him but it would always be a simple “no.”

so seeing mira holding chishiya’s hand leading him to the nearest vending station to get a strawberry flavored milk tea was definitely a sight to see in the hallways. boys wished they were chishiya while girls wished they were mira. some even wished they were both. chishiya wasn’t a fan of PDA but this was the bare minimum—plus they were only best friends.

mira found the vending machine that had various flavors of milk teas. she ordered herself a almond milk tea and a strawberry milk tea. as mira bent down to get the drinks chishiya stepped behind her covering her shorts. shorts not not he didn’t want people to see under her skirt. chishiya looked around scratching his eyebrow. mira grabbed the drinks handing the strawberry one to chishiya.

chishiya opened the bottle taking a sip of it, a soft small smile barely visible formed his lips. mira took a few sips out of her bottle sighing in satisfaction. “want to ditch?” mira offered him taking another sip of her drink. chishiya nodded.

“cafe?” mira questioned knowing the answer will always be yes. chishiya didn’t say anything so mira took that as a yes. mira followed in suit next to him to their favorite cafe to study at.

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“heiya!! usagi!! KUINAA” yn shook all of them softly to get their attention. “YNN” kuina shook yn back giving the same energy earning a little giggle from the girls. “what’s up?” usagi questioned looking at yn.

“we should go to the cafe like right now, im craving a custard pudding.” yn exclaimed gripping onto heiya and dramatically fainting. “i would be down but you have a class next period..” usagi crossed her arms, heiya nodded her head in agreement.

yn grumbled at the reminder she has a class, kuina sighed grabbing yn’s hand throwing on her bag. “fuck that class lets just go to the cafe, it’s not that far from here” kuina smiled proudly dragging yn with her with a giggly heiya following behind them and a slightly upset usagi following behind them.

“don’t worry usagiiii” heiya linked arms with usagi catching up to kuina and yn, “you have to break the rules at least once” heiya smiled at usagi. usagi sighed as a smile broke onto her lips. “you’re right.”

the walk to the cafe was short but it was very lovely to say the least. they found a table near the windows. they put their school bags on the table as they went to go order their deserts or drinks. yn got a carmel pudding, heiya got kinako dango, usagi got a crepe, and kuina got herself an iced coffee + ichigo daifuku.

it was a very peaceful moment, the girls were all busy doing their own thing while yn finished hee sketch for her new fashion piece for her project. heiya looked up for a moment, mouth agaped “oh look it’s mira and chishiya!” heiya waved to them.

mira smiled and walked over to them while chishiya kept his hands in his pocket walking ever so calmly to them. yn looked up locking eyes with chishiya rolling her eyes.

“nice to see you too” chishiya flatly said breaking eye contact to look at the menu. “what are you doing here?” yn grumbled taking another bite of her carmel pudding. chishiya shrugged, “felt like going to a cafe,” he pulled out his phone to take a picture of the menu “why? am i not allowed to be here either?” he snarked sarcastically.

“well its kinda starker-ish that you are here as well” yn smiled pettily. chishiya inhaled sharply looking back at yn. “i guess i am a stalker then” a calm yet snark liked tone laced his words. he looked at the drawing you made withe the clothes and the overall body, he nodded slightly lips formed in a thin line.

“maybe if you put the same effort for medical just like you do for those drawings you can beat me.” a smirk glazed his lips, yn scoffed gripping onto her skirt. “are you calling me stupid?” a wave of anger and disgust laced hee voice. “basically yeah.” chishiya looked down to her leaning against her chair.

yn opened her mouth to say something but nothing came out of it. it dryer than the Sahara desert; chishiya who was looking at the menu through his phone let out a small chuckle. “cat got your tongue? how miserable.” he eyed you looking back at his phone.

no words can explain how bad yn fumed. she had so much to say to his face yet none of it came out; she wasn’t scared, she wasn’t in love, she was simply lost in words. she knew she was holding herself back in studies but at times she wished she could just tape his mouth.

he was never one to talk so much so how come when it’s with you, he knows all the buttons to push you. chishiya decided on what he was going to get. he stood up properly putting his phone and hands in his pocket; “you know for being my academic rival, it’s fun to push your buttons” chishiya’s smirk widened. he waited for yn to say something but she continued to grip onto her skirt chewing the inside of her mouth causing it to bruise.

“cat got your tongue again? sad.” he simply shrugged walking to the line to order, while mira was still occupied talking to the girls. yn watched every single movement of chishiya’s. from the minute ordered to the minute he sat down. chishiya noticed her staring taking out his hand to wave at her.

yn flipped him off going back to her drawings ignoring mira and the other girls. yn calmed herself down knowing he was trying to get under her skin. taking another bite of her pudding lightened her mood.

after a few more conversations between mira and the girls, mira finally left to go to chishiya who just got his strawberry shortcake. “uh excuse me? this is for you. a carmel iced coffee” a waiter handed to yn. “oh uh i never ordered this.” yn smiled at the young waiter, “this is from someone with light blonde-ish white hair.” the waiter looked around to find hin but couldnt; the waiter bowed and left.

yn sharply inhaled knowing who it was from, feeling the the side, it had a sticky note saying “you might need this if you want to beat me in the test <3” yn’s face twitched crumbling up the note. “that mf.” yn said a little too loudly getting the girls attention.

ofc it was chishiya. it was always him; he was the cat who got your tongue. and she loathed it.

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[ 06:41 PM ] ― “izuku? what's wrong?” you whisper into the quiet room as izuku takes your hand in his and lifts it up, staring intently. “nothing's wrong!” he quickly assures, a light red dust spreading across his cheeks and nose, “.... i was just comparing our hands.” you hum, watching his reaction as he turns your hand to the side, doing the same to his, before turning it the other way, doing the same to his once more, his tired eyes shining bright as he exclaims. “look!” a smile as bright as his sparkling eyes take over his face, and you look at your now entwined hands. you smile at his innocence, and he lets your hands fall between you both, his grip gentle but tight. he blushes even more when you lean over and kiss his cheek, “don't you ever change, 'zuku.”

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BEING ON BAKUGOUS PR TEAM

bakugou katsuki x gender neutral reader

youve been working as a pr manager for prohero dynamight for over a year. you went to ua but were in the business management course since your quirky wasnt enough to be a hero (a quirk that makes people stop talking, very useful when youre doing interviews with a blonde headed idiot who doesnt think before he speaks) anyway kiss kiss fall in love hope this isn’t ooc im coping from the recent episodes

notes; aged up characters, suggestive texts, mina is ur bsf, photos of yn don’t depict gender/race/etc it’s just for the pose