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Well, since you're here right now, you can help the Shehab family!
My name is Sahar Shehab. I am 14 years old from Gaza .
I ask you for urgent h… Ahmed Shamia needs your support for Help Sahar and Her Famil
This family consists of 8 people; 3 adults and 5 children. For over a year now, they've been fighting together to survive the genocide in Ghazzah.
Since their home was bombed, they've been displaced over 10 times; they are currently in Rafah.
Their current conditions, much like the thousands of other families in Ghazzah, are monstrous. They desperately need your support to help them evacuate and rebuild their lives.
So far, they've managed to raise an incredible €65,362 out of their €85,000 goal. Unfortunately though, their campaign has recently been stagnating. They've only has 2 donations in the last 11hrs; please do everything you can to help push them back into motion.
Donate if you can and share their campaign. Everything you can contribute will help them survive this hellish situation.
🛑MAKE A GOOD MEMORY, IF YOU IGNORE MY WORDS, YOU WILL KILL MY FAMILY
I accept death in Gaza, I lost the one who made me cling to this life, but I cannot bear to lose my father, brothers and sisters. I just want to tell you that it has been six and a half months since I opened the donation campaign for my family, and during this period we have lost many new family members, from my father being arrested by the Zionists and tortured, to my brother Mohammed being shot by a sniper, to our displacement to the south. I have been appealing to you for more than six months, asking you all to get me and my family out of the war zone. I cannot imagine Lulu’s future here after she lost her father in the bombing of our house and became an orphan suffering from fractures and malnutrition. I ask you all to unite together to help me achieve the goal. I am too shy to ask, but I trust you. Please do not leave me alone. Every dollar will be used to save my family.
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Nesma Ahmed is raising funds to help her family evacuate from Gaza. Currently, Gaza has been… Mena K needs your support for Help Nesma and h
I’m not sure if you’ll get this but I want you know that everyone is proud of you and you don’t deserve the demand or pressure that you received. You are a person, who has a life outside of your account here. I love that you were able to make your boundary and get new opportunities in your life. I’m proud of you if no one told you. Gongrats on your move and new job you deserve it. Thank you for the docs you have produced and for giving other people and outlet. You is kind, you is smart, you is important. Always remember that. Thank you!!!
This is so sweet wow:,( I appreciate the good people on here so much- it makes me want to come back. Thank you so much.
Anyways new things in the works so sleep with one eye open freaks😏😏😏
To anyone who this may concern, I want to shed light on what has been going on.
So…hello. When I started this account, it was merely an outlet to express my passion for reading/writing for tlou. I had so much fun- writing new stories, hearing everyone’s feedback, meeting people who enjoy the things that I do. I was so excited to write, I couldn’t wait until I got even one second to jot things down. But as time went on, the deeper I got, the more demanding everything got. More demand, more harassment. I fell out of love with writing, I completely dread the idea of even checking my social medias. It’s gotten to the point where I have deleted every tlou related platform I use. That being said, if you want to stay in contact, please dm me and I’ll get you my discord:) I don’t know when I’ll be back. I hope to come back, truly I do. But until I find my love for it again, I won’t force myself to produce shitty writing.
I’m working at a job I love, making new friends in my new town, and starting my masters program. My life hasn’t felt this normal in months, I’m happy. This community has brought me some really cool people, you know who you are, I love you. For now though, the good has not outweighed the bad. Thank you for all being here, see yall later<3
CW: smut, MDNI, subtop!abby, very angsty, finger sucking, dry humping, tribbing, no y/n, no pdor
A/N: Hi it’s me again. So this is technically a request but I fear I veered off topic diving into the angst but I hope something is better than nothing. Anyways I wrote in this like 2 hours so deal with me while I try to come back from massive writers block.
You hated her skin, the way she opened her mouth and everyone would listen. The way she moved, seemingly with no purpose. The way her hair framed her face as if they were told to lie there, to dance along your skin. To hate her flesh, how it feels to be amongst your own. To loathe the tone of her voice, commands answered upon an apathetic request. Prey enters a cage for mere survival, to ultimately be slaughtered by something much larger than he.
When she finally called, there were no words, a pained sigh. You imagined her in that moment, choked when it came to admission. Her eyes diverted to the floor, pinching the bridge of her nose. The jingle of metal keys slapping together in her hands…the phone line going flat.
Sometimes words were all you had of her, a promise, a compromise, a threat. An assurance to haunt you, to make it blissful, to chain you to it and let it fester among your mind.
Crawling up to her knees, “do the things you said you’d do to me.” Abby only stared, it felt like she looked right through you. She swipes her thumb across your cheek, the connection burns your skin. The thump of your heart rings in your ears, she mirrors your open mouth, slipping her thumb past your lips. You let it sit there stinging, soaking her flesh with your matter.
She brings the pad of her thumb to her own mouth to remember. Her eyes close like she had been ripped from it, as if she had forgotten the warmth of you. You climb to straddle her, taking your fingers into her mouth. Abby lets herself indulge, wrapping her lips around them, gripping your wrist to drive them further.
You let your lips fall open, she follows like a dog. Placing your open mouth upon her own, still gorged with your fingers, feeling her tongue praise the limb. Her breath is raged, skin melting back into one, as it once was, as it will never be.
Her hips begin to rut up into you, a familiarity she can control, one that will be returned cravenly. Desperate bodies work away at one another, to chase…to grasp what left there was. Hums exchanged between selfish mouths. Gripping the back of her neck to let her get closer, to feel her love in the only way she knew how to express anymore.
She pulls you underneath her to only grow far more depraved. Pulling your leg around her waist to carve deeper into you, grinding her clothed cunt into your own. She wines above your mouth, fingers interlocked with yours at your head.
Her legs begin to shake, driving aimless thrusts into the angle of your open legs. She fervently pleads in the slick crook of your neck, begs to be liberated. She does not ask for approval, as you must, letting herself get off. She lays there panting, letting her heartbeat match the one she cannot understand.
When she pulls herself off, she begins to undress you mindlessly, and then herself. Taking her fingers, she drags a swipe between her folds, and places her fingers back into your mouth. She lets you indulge the taste of her, to remember. Aligning herself back between your legs she lets you rut into her, to get yourself off on her overstimulated cunt. Salvation at the cost of her sanction.
To hate the flesh you crave so desperately, to deliver yourself to haunting.
hi love!, i’m not for sure if you’re taking requests at the moment, but i was just thinking of an idea that you maybe could try?
imagine like a super angsty blurb or fic where abby and reader get into a huge argument, and you both give each other the silent treatment for a couple days, until abby reaches out, and it leads to like super steamy, dirty apology sex?
Who told you I love breakup sex. I like it, I’ll whip something up
Hi…hello, I promise I’m still here. Since I’m never active on here anymore I decided to cave and make a public Twitter. I’ll be much more active there, so there we are. Next fic out by the end of the month.
abby fucking reader and making ellie watch perhaps 😽
female reader x ellabs + cuck ellie nsfw under cut <3
the initial agreement between the three of you was to just fool around— test the waters and hope it didn't completely ruin your relationship with ellie, and friendship with abby.
but things dont always go to plan
and before you know it, youre face down at the end of your bed, abby fucking into you from behind. your sheets, the same ones ellie had laid you down on the previous night, now ruined and stained with tears, sweat and arousal
abby's big hand slides up the arch of your back and into your hair, tugging your head up. your heavy eyes land on ellie sat against the headboard. your poor girlfriend.
her face was flushed, chest rising and falling at a fast pace. she looked so pretty, so fucked out despite hardly being touched.
her hands gripped the sheets she sat on, her tattoo flexing and veins pushing from under her skin. her eyes, pupils dilated, stare at the lewd scene in front of her. she felt the pit grow more and more in her stomach.
but she didn't know what it was— regret, resentment, or lust. maybe all of them. it didnt matter, she continued to watch her friend fuck her girlfriend brainless.
you sob as abby leans over you, her eyes boring into ellie's. her muscular arm curls around your neck, pulling your body up so your back slouched against her chest.
ellie curses when your body is exposed. she admires the way your boobs bounce with each thrust, your thighs soaked and face messy. she's envious, her scrunched up freckled face is on fire as she watches abby's hand slip between your thighs to toy with your clit.
"ellie—" you hiccup, tears rolling over your cheeks. you feel bad. you feel bad because of how turned on you are, because of how much you're enjoying this. you love ellie, so much. but you knew you would crave this again, with or without your girlfriend.
and now you're confused and guilty, it churns in your stomach alongside another orgasm. so you cry.
abby kisses and sucks on your neck, her free hand groping your body. "tell her how good it feels..." it's like she can read your mind, knows exactly what you're feeling. "tell her how bad you need to cum, baby."
you moan loudly, holding onto abby's arm around your neck and digging your nails into her skin. a part of you actually wants to hurt her for the torment.
ellie's eyes water, her hand moving to palm her cunt through her pants... oh you can't. you can't tell her that, even though its true.
but ellie— ellie nods. she nods desperately as she humps her hand. "tell me."
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