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@mysticheroine
ON WRITING HIATUS
‧₊˚✧ lu. twenty-four. she/her. ✧˚₊‧
― this blog contains (n)sfw content. minors dni.
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― recent posts
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✨️ stretch marks ✨️
Little confused why so many viewers seem determined to make either Shane or Ilya the villain of the story. It's a love story. They love each other. The villain is homophobia and toxic masculinity.
forehead presses
JJK TWT LINKS
TOJI FUSHIGURO:
✿ he thinks you’re the prettiest with your lips wrapped around him
✿ toji’s favorite <3
✿ i just know he’s an eater
✿ “such a good girl f’me doll”
✿ overstimulation
GETO SUGURU:
✿ you look so pretty riding him <3
✿ he could never fuck a non sorcerer
✿ brat taming (:
✿ “let’s put on a show for our followers, yeah?”
✿ cult!wife duties
NANAMI KENTO:
✿ picking you up after work <3
✿ he’s so sweet, getting you prepped (:
✿ he couldn’t help himself when he saw you in the shower ):
✿ husband!nanami is ready for a baby
✿ punishment
CHOSO KAMO:
✿ you’re such a tease ):
✿ his favorite view <3
✿ it started off with helping you set up your pc
✿ jealous!choso after your coworker talked to you too long/:
✿ you sit so pretty on top of him (:
SUKUNA RYOMEN:
✿ prepping you for his true form (:
✿ mean sukuna ):
✿ such a good pet <3
✿ princess treatment (sukuna’s version)
✿ you have the prettiest arch
GOJO SATORU:
✿ Boat ride <3
✿ overnight mission
✿ typical morning (:
✿ the strongest
✿ oiled up!
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pt. 1 here
enjoy(: remember to be logged into twitter! gn you little freaks
xoxo hachi
dividers by : @real-afterglow
when you’re mad and he send you this as an apology because Satoru knew you love cats and Megumi
Oh, I’m too soft for this 🥺
@nagseo524
I am Lama’s father, her tiny little girl carrying a pain no one should bear.
I have seen with my own eyes how she endured the pain, how they implanted a metal plate in her small hand after she was injured in the war. Her suffering is not just physical — it stretches to hunger, lack of medicine, and being denied the simplest rights of childhood.
Every day, I wish for her a dignified life, a life with hope, enough food, healing medicine, and a smile that never fades from her face.
Today, I appeal to your kind hearts: please help my daughter, don’t let her face this pain alone. Donate whatever you can, or share her story so it reaches those who can make a difference.
Lama deserves to live and to be happy, and our hope is with you.
Donat Link
VETTING: #520 on the Gazavetters document)
My Journey to Escape the War in Gaza
My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.
The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.
I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.
Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.
I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.
My name is Abdelmajed, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Everything I once knew has been taken away—my home, my safety, and the people
Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.
Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.
Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.
Vetted by @gazavetters
Rebuilding What Was Erased – A Message from Abedmajed in Gaza
My name is Abedmajed, and I live in Gaza with what remains of my once large and loving family.
In a single missile strike, we lost over 25 members of our family. They were not just names. They were mothers, daughters, sons, grandparents — people we shared meals with, laughed with, and built dreams with.
The missile hit our family home — the heart of everything we knew.
Among those killed were: 🕊️ My mother 🕊️ My sister 🕊️ My older brother His wife and their three daughters 🕊️ My uncle, his wife, and all their sons and grandchildren
We were left with nothing but rubble and grief. Yet somehow, my brother and I survived. And now, we carry the responsibility of rebuilding what was taken — not just for ourselves, but for our father, our surviving siblings, and the memory of those we lost.
💔 Why We’re Fundraising
This campaign is not just about survival. It’s about rebuilding a future — A family home, a shared life, a place where our father can rest safely, Where the next generation of our family can grow up knowing peace instead of trauma.
💬 The funds raised will help us:
🏗️ Rebuild our family home — which was completely destroyed 🛠️ Provide basic support for our father and siblings 🏡 Create safe, livable conditions for a family shattered by loss
🔒 How the Funds Are Managed
Due to the collapse of Gaza’s financial system, all donations are processed through my brother, who has a U.S. registered Stripe account. Funds are securely transferred to Gaza and distributed in cash here on the ground. We are transparent and ready to provide proof of every step.
🌱 Why Your Support Matters
We are not asking for charity. We’re asking for a chance to stand again, To rebuild something we can pass on to the children who survived.
Vetted By @gazavetters No:537
My name is Abedmajed Elderawi, and I live in Gaza with what remains of my once large and loving family.
Your support gives us the strength not just to remember the ones we lost — but to honor them by continuing.
💬 If you can’t donate, a reblog means the world. 🕊️ From Gaza, with hope and dignity — thank you.
To those who don’t know me, my name is Abdelmajid — and this is what remains of my story… ✍️
Every time I try to write, images rush through my mind: The sound of explosions, the cries of children, my mother trying to comfort us while her heart trembles, and my father staring at the sky as if asking it, "Will this night ever end?"
I’m from Gaza 🇵🇸 — a place where survival has become a daily achievement. A land that doesn’t sleep, doesn’t rest, and never truly heals. Our home didn’t survive, and many of my loved ones didn’t either. I am one of the few who made it out from under the rubble… not by strength, but by chance. Still, I chose to speak.
I don’t write to complain or to beg for pity… I write to say: we are still here. We’re still trying. We still believe that goodness hasn’t completely faded, and that somewhere out there are hearts that still care ❤️
If you’ve read this far, you’re one of the rare people who chose to stop, to read, to care. And that alone gives us new hope ✨
My name is Abedmajed Elderawi, and I live in Gaza with what remains of my once large and loving family.
If you can help — even with a word or a share — know that it truly makes a difference. And if you choose to donate, you're giving more than money… you're giving life.
Thank you to everyone who still carries Gaza in their heart, Thank you for giving us a moment of your time, Thank you for choosing to be human 🕊️
the footage.
box set of The Executioner tapes
📼 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚎 0 ▸ 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚛
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i'm twenty-three today.. insanity.
you can click on this button once daily to help palestine and support other causes in the middle east for free. it takes literally 5 seconds and could help save lives so please take the time to click and share this link.
thinking about classmate!gojo who has no idea that the shy, nerdy girl in his class is secretly a perv who has a massive crush on him and has been trading nudes with him. From the moment you saw him in your lecture, glistening blue eyes and fluffy white hair, you immediately could feel your heart pounding. He was so cute, so handsome, and god his muscles drove you crazy, not to mention his smile. He’s only glanced your way a few times, though, but it wasn’t until you went on your fake account and began sending such lewd pictures of your body to him that he started noticing you. To your surprise, he actually sent one back and from there on out, you chatted every day.
You shouldn’t have been shocked to find out that he had a pretty cock too. Lengthy and thick with a pretty pink tip, just waiting to be sucked and fucked. Everytime you scrolled through your chats, your hands always found a way in your pants, rubbing at your little aching clit. You’d get so worked up, so wet, sending him videos of your dripping pussy, fucking yourself on your fingers just for him. He’d send a video back, jerking his cock, his heavy breathing and soft moans in the background. “God, baby, you have such a pretty pussy, you know that?” He chuckles. And the next morning, you’re both back to being complete strangers. He’s sitting in his seat on the other side of the room, obnoxiously tapping his pencil, completely unaware that you’re fawning over him, getting wet just thinking about him.
Sometimes you even leave class to slip into the bathroom, pulling your skirt up and snapping a picture of your cunt or unbuttoning your shirt to snap a picture of your tits just to hit send to him. And when Gojo gets the notif in class, the professors words going in one ear and out the other while he hides his phone to stare at the pictures you sent, his cock growing hard. And still, he has no idea that it’s you.
gojo: send a video of you playing with yourself for me, yeah?
Without hesitation, you listen. You’re in the bathroom stall, skirt hiked up while you quietly finger your soaked cunt, showing your slicked coated fingers to the camera. And a few minutes later, you walk back into class, watching gojo look down at his phone, trying so hard to pay attention but failing so miserably.
Later that night, Gojo is in his bed, fucking his fist to your pictures and videos, scrolling through your chats and messages, his cock throbbing in hand. “Fuck, I wish I knew what you looked like,” he muttered under his breath, pressing play on a video of you fucking your dildo, your ass bouncing up and down on the silicone. “I could fuck you so much better, baby. Have you screaming, begging, crying for my dick,” he grunted, following your pace. His eyes are fixated on your pussy, drooling over how it grips the toy, your juices dripping down it while your ass jiggles. Just as he’s about to cum, he clicks off your video and presses record, making sure to capture the moment to send to you. “Look at what you fucking do to me,” he rasps, and seconds later he’s cumming all over himself, moaning, grunting, swearing under his breath.
All you can do is smile when you get the video, giggling to yourself. His toned abs flexing underneath the light when he cums, throbbing veins decorating his thick cock. He’s just so perfect to you. A few seconds later he messages you.
gojo: when you gonna let me see your pretty face?
you: you’ve already seen it <3
cheerleader!reader riding nerd!toji in the locker room afterschool. You’d basically be shunned by your team if they ever found out you were fucking a nerd, but you just couldn’t resist him. He wasn’t an ordinary, stereotypical type of nerd. He was the type who kept to himself, very nonchalant, and only conversed with a few people, but he also was very smart, not to mention muscular (he must hit the gym in his free time). It’d be a shame if he didn’t put those muscles to use. You’re a bit of a slut, practically slept with the entire football team and none of them had you whipped like Toji. His big hands, his thick cock, his muscular arms, they all just fit so perfectly in or on you.
Your skirt is hiked up, panties pushed to the side as you ride him on the bench, the loud sound of skin clapping echoing through the locker room. “Nnngh—fuck! Your cock feels so good!” You pant, slamming your hips down on his, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix. “I swear—ah! Don’t tell anyone about this! I’ll make your life hell!” You threaten through your moans, biting down on your lip.
“I…I won’t.” He shakes his head, running his hands over your inner thighs, eyes glued to the way your pussy sinks down onto his glistening cock. “Fuck…your pussy feels too good,” he rasps, his hands reaching up to grip your waist.
“Don’t you dare cum in me! Mmmph, I can feel you throbbing!” Your mouth is saying one thing but your mind is saying another. You’d absolutely love to see his cum dripping from your pussy, but you can’t take any chances. But your hips keep on moving and your pussy keeps on clenching down on him like a vice, milking his cock.
“Shit, shit! S-slow down!” He tries to halt your movements, but you slap his hand out the way. “Stop! You’re gonna make me fucking cum! Ah! Nnngh!” His eyes squeezed shut as you went faster, bouncing on his cock like a bitch in heat.
“I…I can’t…stop.” Your eyes glaze over, like your in a trance, your sloppy pussy squelching with each movement and before you know it toji dumps his hot load inside of you, the sheer feeling making you cum with him. “Oh my god! Yes!” You rock your hips back and forth, his cock massaging against your g-spot. Your body twitches above his for few moments, both of you catching your breath. “Keep your mouth shut about this.” You warn, slowly lifting your hips, his cum oozing out slowly. A soft whimper leaves your lips as you stand to your shaky feet, fixing your skirt. “Ugh now I need to get a plan b.”
“I told you to get off,” he plainly said. “Not my fault.”
UKATAKE **PINING** EDITION!!!! 😭💘💞🤧💕💖
I forgot i never posted these whoops AHA i made a bunch of uktk comics and then separated them into domestic (posted already go check them out 👀) and pining stages but just never posted till now.... but maybe it turned out for the best bc turns out today is takedas birthdayyyy!!!! 🎉🎉😂😂
