this is your reminder to keep talking about palestine
KEEP TALKING ABOUT PALESTINE. KEEP TALKING ABOUT IT. PEOPLE ARE STILL BEING SLAUGHTERED. BIDEN IS STILL SUPPORTING ISRAEL. DON'T STOP TALKING ABOUT IT UNTIL THIS ENDS
AND NOT JUST ON TUMBLR, TALK ABOUT IT IRL. TALK ABOUT IT ON OTHER PLATFORMS. MAKE SURE EVERYONE HAS TO CONFRONT THIS
aaron bushnell knew exactly what he was doing. he states his intentions with total lucidity and sense of purpose. he knows what he's about to do is extreme--he says so. he speaks calmly, but he's clearly terrified. he takes a deep breath after pouring the accelerant over himself. he has to psyche himself up to light the flame. he struggles with the lighter. he says "free palestine" normally once before he starts to scream it. even through his agony he manages to say it one last time before he stops being able to speak at all. this is a man with total conviction. he wanted to help people, in any way possible. this action was a moral one, and any news outlet painting this as simply a mental health issue is a disservice to his memory. he knew what he was doing when he burned himself in uniform. he knew that there was a chance that sacrificing his own life could go on to save many others. this was the ultimate act of selflessness, and it should be treated as such. may he rest in peace.
summary - moving far away from marley to paradis college, y/n is determined to keep her past and reasonings for moving hidden. joining a new friend group wasn’t the plan and y/n is worried her fake persona is going to slip any moment.
content warnings - swearing, smut, ANGST, manipulation, dramaaaa, love triangle? more like a love circle, this series is full of WHORES, sensitive topics, toxic relationships/friendships, some depressing themes, also lots and lots of funny moments
note - the songs on the playlist fit the theme of this story, so check it out first if you want an idea of what’s going on. a lot of the things that will happen, i do not romanticize anything that happens in the story, everything is only for storytelling purposes. some things that will be mentioned, i will put trigger warnings for, beforehand ! and all characters are 18+
No one from MSBY has ever been to Kiyoomi's apartment.
There are running jokes that have endured since the early days he joined the team that he lives in some sort of high-tech, military grade, climate-controlled, hypoallergenic space--with expensive ventilation and a UV sterilized airlock.
But no one really knows, in spite of the jokes they make.
"Knock!"
"I'm not knocking--you knock."
"Fine ya babies, I'll do it."
Atsumu steps past Hinata and Bokuto as they squabble and raps his knuckles on the--surprisingly normal, and decidedly low-tech--apartment door.
Atsumu had been asked by Meian to drop some paperwork off at Sakusa's apartment that he'd forgotten to give him at practice that day. Kiyoomi didn't tend to linger once practice was over, and by the time the captain had come looking for him, he was already gone.
Bokuto and Hinata had, of course, taken it upon themselves to accompany him to the little apartment on the edge of town.
Out of the goodness of their hearts, they insisted.
A moment passes after Atsumu knocks, and the three athletes hold a collective breath.
The door swings open.
"Oh, hello?"
Three pairs of eyes blink in time, processing slowly what they're looking at.
"Can I help you?" you ask, stifling a laugh at the alarmingly similar looks of surprise on the three strangers' faces.
Atsumu collects himself first, fumbling with the papers in his hands as he trips over his words. "Hi Miss! I'm so sorry I think we must have the wrong address, we were lookin' fer-"
Your eyes light up.
"Kiyo!"
"Yeah, yeah, lookin' fer Kiyo-san but--eh?" Atsumu nods but then stutters to a sudden halt as he realizes what you've (and he's) just said.
You look back over your shoulder into the apartment behind you. "Kiyo! You have visitors!"
You turn back to the three men, waving them in as you hold open the door. "Please come in!"
Kiyoomi's apartment is not even close to what the boys at MSBY would have guessed.
It's tidy, but not spotless--surfaces clean and dusted but with unopened mail on the table in the genkan; a coat folded neatly over the back of a chair at the kitchen counter; a half-full cup of cold coffee in the shiny stainless steel sink, waiting to be washed.
It's small, but not cramped--a mismatched assortment of furniture that lends itself to the appearance that two homes have recently come together, like a sofa and a coffee table that don't quite match; shelves with books on anatomy and conditioning alongside the brightly coloured spines of romance novels; a tall figure standing over a houseplant that's just a bit too big for the corner it's been pushed into, a sunny yellow watering can poised in his hand as he looks curiously at the three guests who stand, shocked and sheepish, in the doorway.
There's music playing from a speaker in the corner, and something cooking in the kitchen that smells divine.
And there are pictures.
Everywhere.
On the walls in frames, dotted along the shelves and tables, stuck to the fridge with magnets. Some of them are of Kiyoomi--old and young, from missing teeth to graduating--some are of you, and some are of the two of you, smiling wide, entwined together. Most of the photos feature people that the boys don't recognize--friends and family they have not yet had the chance to meet, holidays they were not present for--while some of the photographs are of themselves, dressed in gold and black, celebrating, their smiles stretching from ear to ear immortalized in triumph.
No, Sakusa Kiyoomi's apartment is not what anyone would have thought.
And suddenly it makes a bit more sense why he's always rushing home after practice.
Because it's not his apartment at all, but rather yours together.
Summary: In which Hanji sacrificed herself to save you, instead of Moblit sacrificing himself for her.
Notes: This is the second time I’ve written AND edited a fanfic all by myself, so please bear with me :)
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It’s been weeks, but the empty space where she used to sleep hurts more with each passing day. While your side was perfectly organized, you don’t dare touch Hanji’s part of the room. You cling onto one of her shirts, trying to feel her once again.
summary - moving far away from marley to paradis college, y/n is determined to keep her past and reasonings for moving hidden. joining a new friend group wasn’t the plan and y/n is worried her fake persona is going to slip any moment.
ੈ✩‧₊˚ y/n + friends
playlist
━ ymir and historia dont know each other yet
━ reiner actually made bertolts account while he was sleeping
━ reiner stole his sense of humor from y/n and ymir.
summary - moving far away from marley to paradis college, y/n is determined to keep her past and reasonings for moving hidden. joining a new friend group wasn’t the plan and y/n is worried her fake persona is going to slip any moment.
content warnings - swearing, smut, ANGST, manipulation, dramaaaa, love triangle? more like a love circle, this series is full of WHORES, sensitive topics, toxic relationships/friendships, some depressing themes, also lots and lots of funny moments
note - the songs on the playlist fit the theme of this story, so check it out first if you want an idea of what’s going on. a lot of the things that will happen, i do not romanticize anything that happens in the story, everything is only for storytelling purposes. some things that will be mentioned, i will put trigger warnings for, beforehand ! and all characters are 18+
ALWAYS REBLOG WHEN YOU SEE SOMETHING LIKE THIS PLEASE; ITS SO MUCH MORE THAN IMPORTANT TO PEOPLE. IT MEANS EVERYTHING TO SOMEBODY AND EVEN THOUGH YOU MIGHT NOT SEE THIS IN THE SAME LIGHT, SOMEONE MIGHT. INFACT YOU REBLOGGING THIS COULD STOP SOMEONE TAKING THEIR LIFE TONIGHT.
a/n: sorry for the slow updates again. i’m in the process of moving and i have a lot going on. but i’m slowly wrapping this up and i can’t wait to start something new. i wanna start writing short & long fics too. And i’m gonna be writing for Death Note and Attack on Titan soon, if anyone is interested!
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