rikis girl ☆

riki my love !! enha ; mostly riki

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— her 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 is in your head , you lost your 𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 in her bed , you couldn’t tell her that you lost them , cause you’re scared and you’re not talking , so you think of what to say , then save it for another day , cause you just never had the 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 , now they just drift further apart , ♪

♪ 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝔂𝓸𝓾

extra , extra , read all about it ♪

♪ 𝓂𝒶𝓁𝒸𝑜𝓂’𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓃’𝓉 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝒾𝓉

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favorite Malcolm song... 1 2 3 go!

earrings.

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WHY AM I SICK 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

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stop i just realised ur pinned post is earrings by malcolm todd ( my goat )

YESSSS i literally need earring injected into my vains.

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西村 力 N. RK ㅤꨄ︎ ───── /ᐠ - ˕ -マ SLEEPY

removing rikis makeup for him because he’s too tired to keep his eyes open — fluff

the dorm is quiet when riki finally gets home, the kind of late night quiet that settles after long schedules and bright stage lights. you can see the exhaustion on him immediately. his hoodie hangs off tired shoulders, eyeliner faintly smudged beneath sleepy eyes, glitter still catching softly on his skin. he looks so pretty, but so worn out underneath it. the second he sees you, his expression softens.

you open your arms and he comes over right away, melting into you the moment he reaches the couch. his head drops into your lap with a quiet sigh while your fingers slip into his hair automatically. “hi, baby,” you whisper. he hums softly, eyes already closing as he melts further beneath your touch. you can feel the tension leaving him little by little every time your fingers comb through his hair.

your thumb brushes beneath his eye, catching leftover shimmer. “you still have your makeup on.” you say. “too sleepy,” he murmurs. your heart softens instantly. “aw, my poor baby.” you press a soft kiss to his forehead, then another near his temple, and he exhales quietly at each one like he needs them more than air. “c’mon,” you whisper. “let me take care of you.” he follows you to the bathroom still holding your wrist, sleepy and clingy in the sweetest way.

halfway there, he leans against your shoulder for a second, warm and heavy. in the bathroom light, he looks even softer somehow. you sit him on the counter and step between his knees immediately. his hands settle around your waist while you gently wipe away his makeup, careful around his tired eyes. when his brows pinch slightly, your free hand cups his cheek at once. “i know, baby,” you soothe softly. “almost done.” he relaxes again the second he hears your voice.

you’re gentle with him the entire time. wiping away smudged eyeliner, brushing glitter from his cheeks, smoothing your thumb beneath his lashes because you know his skin gets sensitive after schedules like this. every so often, you pause just to kiss him. a kiss near his eye, another against his cheek, one pressed softly to his forehead while your fingers run through his hair. he takes every single one quietly, eyes heavy and affectionate. “you’re doing so good for me,” you whisper. his grip around your waist tightens slightly. “yeah?” you smile, brushing your thumb over his cheekbone. “mhm, sweetest boy ever.”

by the time you finish, he looks impossibly soft sitting there with a bare face, sleepy eyes, hair messy from your hands constantly touching him. you smooth moisturizer onto his skin gently before whispering, “all done.” he just stares at you for a second before pulling you closer by the waist, forehead resting against your chest. then he tilts his head up slightly, waiting and you kiss him immediately. slow, warm, and lingering. he sighs softly into it, one hand sliding higher up your back while the other keeps you close like he finally gets to rest now. when you pull away, he follows with two more tiny sleepy kisses before settling back against you again. “stay with me,” he murmurs quietly. you kiss his forehead one last time, fingers slipping into his hair again. “always, baby.”

bris notes : is this a drabble..😭

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im gonna start writing small stories and like drabbles, since it will be easier than writing longer ones so i can get more things out for you guys instead of leaving you all with nothing. ill still write my regular fics !! plus i dont have to do too much with the layout and coloring :p

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ur theme is so cute holy shit

MWAH THANK YOU !! <33

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i have a request from december 3 last year, if yk it was you i am soso sorry for not fulfilling it yet :( i will work on it and try to get it out this month for you ml !!

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this themeeeee, omg i feel like i'm in my teens again >< so so pretty bb❕

thank you thank youuu, i love yours pretty !! <33

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new theme so its time to get to WORK !!

[ebrahemfamily4-deactivated20260]

Humanitarian Statement – Urgent Appeal

My name is Ibrahim. I am a father of four young daughters 👧👧👧👧

My greatest responsibility is to provide them with safety, dignity, and a decent life — something war has taken away from us 💔

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Shortly after, our house was completely demolished 🏚️

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guys guys my beautiful majestic humans ! i will post soon, life has been scarily busy but i will be back to posting soon, I HAVE WORKS !!

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───── NIGHT ROUTINE 西村 力 N. RK ⭑.ᐟ

ꪆৎ ⋆˚࿔ you love to watch riki play games so much it puts you to sleep, so now its you and rikis nightly routine ｡｡ ʙꜰ!ʀɪᴋɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

FLUFF & wc. 700 + / kissing, skinship, petnames ｡｡

𝑎𝑟𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑣𝑒…

after dinner, after showers, after the world finally slows down for the night, riki grabs his controller and heads straight for the couch. he doesn’t even have to ask anymore for you to follow him. you do it automatically, blanket in hand, already smiling since you know exactly how the night will end.

he sits down, stretches once, and opens his arms. “come here, pretty girl.” you climb onto his lap like it’s second nature, settling sideways with your legs tucked up and your body turned toward him. rikis arm wraps around your waist immediately, pulling you in close until there’s no space left between you. your head finds it’s familiar place against his shoulder, cheek pressed to the warm skin of his neck.

he presses a kiss into your hair, soft, lingering. “comfortable ?” he murmurs. you nod, nuzzling closer, nose brushing along his collarbone. “mmmhm perfect.”

the game loads, gentle sounds filling the room. the screen’s glow paints everything in soft blues and greens, shadows dancing quietly around the living room. rikis fingers move with easy confidence, controller resting against your thigh as he plays.

you watch him, eyes following the way his jaw tightens when he concentrates, the tiny smile that pulls at his lips when something goes right. your hand slips under his shirt, palm resting flat against his stomach, warmth seeping into your skin.

riki exhales slowly, thumb starting it’s familiar path along your side, tracing little circles like he’s soothing both of you at once while he loads another game.

“you know,” he says quietly, “it seems you fall asleep faster every night.” you smile against his neck. “that’s because you’re relaxing.”

he laughs softly, leaning his head against yours. “is that what i am now ? your personal lullaby ?” you tilt your face up just enough to kiss his jaw. “yup, my favorite one.”

that earns you a kiss, slow and gentle, lips brushing yours like he’s afraid of waking something fragile. when he pulls back, his forehead rests against yours for a moment, eyes soft.

he goes back to playing, but he never breaks physical contact. his arm stays snug around your waist, hand occasionally sliding up your back beneath the blanket between games. every now and then, he dips his head to kiss your temple, your cheek, the corner of your mouth. cute little love notes pressed into your skin.

your breathing starts to change without you realizing it, but riki notices everything. the way your body melts heavier into his. the way your hand goes slack beneath his shirt, fingers still there, still holding him even as sleep creeps in. your head shifts, nuzzling deeper into the curve of his neck like you’re seeking him out even in dreams.

“baby ?” he whispers. no answer, just a quiet hum as you nuzzle closer in your sleep. his chest tightens in that warm, overwhelming way it always does when he realizes how safe you feel with him.

he finishes the game quietly, careful not to disturb you. when the screen goes dark, the room feels even softer, wrapped in silence and the sound of your steady breathing.

for a moment, he doesn’t move. he just sits there, rocking you gently, pressing slow kisses into your hair. “i love you,” he murmurs, voice barely above a breath.

eventually, he shifts, sliding one arm under your knees and the other around your back. you stir faintly as he lifts you, arms curling around him even in your sleep. “i’ve got you,” he whispers, lips brushing your temple.

you relax instantly, cheek pressing into his neck, lips brushing his skin as you drift right back under. he carries you to bed like you’re something precious. slow and careful like he has all the time in the world. he lays you down gently, pulling the blanket over you, but the moment he tries to pull away, your hand tightens in his shirt.

“ki…” you murmur, half asleep. his chest softens instantly. “i’m here, baby, i’m here.” he crawls in beside you, tugging you closer until you’re pressed against him again. without thinking, your hand slips right back under his shirt, fingers splaying over his skin like that’s where they belong and they do.

riki sighs softly, wrapping both arms around you now, holding you like he never wants to let go. he kisses your forehead, your nose, your lips. slow, sleepy kisses full of warmth and devotion.

“goodnight, my love,” he whispers. you smile in your sleep, thumb brushing lazily against his skin, breathing calm and even. riki closes his eyes too, heart full, knowing tomorrow night will be the same. the couch, his lap, your head against him and love, settling in deeper every single night.

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hihi bri!

ahhh hihiii bri how are you ?! <33

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OKAY WAIT SORRY MY BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE, TMR I PINKY PROMISE I WILL POST. I BEEN HAD A FIC READY 🥲🫶🏼🫶🏼

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IM ALIVE IM ALIVE AND I WILL POST 😗🫶🏼

[saja-55]

Everything changed the day Amira was born. The world outside was collapsing — bombs, dust, screams, and fear. Yet inside a small room, by the dim light of a single candle, a new life began. While others were running for shelter, I was holding my newborn daughter, trembling, crying, trying to believe that something so pure could still exist in a place like Gaza. I named her Amira, because I wanted her to feel like a child of life —not a child of war.

  A year has passed since that night, but nothing has really changed Our house is still rubble, our streets still carry the smell of smoke, and the sky still echoes with sounds that make Amira flinch in her sleep. She has just turned one. She’s learning to walk, holding my finger with her tiny hand, laughing at the smallest things — as if she doesn’t see the destruction around her. She doesn’t know the word “loss.” She never met her father, but when she smiles, I see him there. Sometimes I watch her sleeping, and I wonder what kind of world she will grow up in — whether she will ever know what peace feels like, what home smells like. And yet, when she opens her eyes in the morning and says “mama,” everything becomes bearable again. I want to rebuild our home. Not just for the walls — but for her future. For Amira to have a small room, a safe place to dream, a life that belongs to her, not to war. I’m not asking for much. Only for a chance to give her a beginning filled with warmth instead of fear

Help Saja Rebuild a Life After Everything Fell Apart

My name is Saja. I am a mother, a wife, and just one of many women in Gaza trying to hold on — to hope, to my family, and to a life that no

 A Mother’s Message

To everyone reading this — thank you for listening to our story. Your kindness means more than words. Every share, every message, every donation — it all helps me rebuild not just a house, but a future for Amira. From the heart of Gaza, from a mother learning to hope again — we will live. And I will make sure my daughter grows up in a world that knows love more than war.