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[beardedmrbean]

[theman]

I GOT A FUCKING RAISE THE POTATO WORKED WTF

[tattooedzombigirl]

This potato works. Every. Fucking. Time.

[imanutcase-10]

Then bring me luck

[thirddeadlysin]

the day after I posted this last time I was notified that I was selected for a really cool mentorship gig and got an unrelated glowing review at work

[icantbearsedtothinkofone]

Hey Potato, cure my -ing cold so I can have a good time while away.

[dduane]

Here's the potato. Make what use of it you will. :)

[cangelala]

God I need this so bad for my Midterm so please let this work again for me.

[jaelvrphnz]

toxic maphinz yuri save me

(inspired by @firecrackeronacrowdedstreet 's vision)

[maimero-chan]

[59xp]

[lilindelune]

[itslinnnyx]

[maramahmed-gaza3]

Hello 🙋

My name is Maram, I am 25 years old from Gaza. I dreamed of a peaceful life, spending my life with my husband and my three children... but the war turned this dream into an impossible one 💔😭. We lived through this genocide with all its painful details and we are still suffering from it😭. We were so happy when the ceasefire was announced, and we returned to our homes in northern Gaza after being displaced for a year and a half in a tent in the south of the Gaza Strip. After repairing a small room in our destroyed house, we began to live there and start over. Unfortunately, the war came back, and it was even stronger than before 💔. Now, we have no shelter or source of income. We have used up all our savings during the war. I know I created my campaign very late, but that's because I have no other means to help my family 🙏. I am completely confident and hopeful that someone here will help us as much as they can and save my family in these tough circumstances 😔.

I know how painful and frustrating it is to start over from scratch, but I hope to get any amount for my family 🥺🙏.

Help Maram and Her Family Rebuild Their Lives

My name is Maram, a Palestinian woman from Gaza. I am 26 years old and a mother of three children: Malik (8 years old), Ibrahim (6 years old

So, please, donate to my campaign, even if it's a small amount—it will have a big impact on us 🥺. May God bless you, my friend 🥰❤️.

[maramahmed-gaza3]

Hello 🙋

My name is Maram, I am 25 years old from Gaza. I dreamed of a peaceful life, spending my life with my husband and my three children... but the war turned this dream into an impossible one 💔😭. We lived through this genocide with all its painful details and we are still suffering from it😭. We were so happy when the ceasefire was announced, and we returned to our homes in northern Gaza after being displaced for a year and a half in a tent in the south of the Gaza Strip. After repairing a small room in our destroyed house, we began to live there and start over. Unfortunately, the war came back, and it was even stronger than before 💔. Now, we have no shelter or source of income. We have used up all our savings during the war. I know I created my campaign very late, but that's because I have no other means to help my family 🙏. I am completely confident and hopeful that someone here will help us as much as they can and save my family in these tough circumstances 😔.

I know how painful and frustrating it is to start over from scratch, but I hope to get any amount for my family 🥺🙏.

Help Maram and Her Family Rebuild Their Lives

My name is Maram, a Palestinian woman from Gaza. I am 26 years old and a mother of three children: Malik (8 years old), Ibrahim (6 years old

So, please, donate to my campaign, even if it's a small amount—it will have a big impact on us 🥺. May God bless you, my friend 🥰❤️.

[maramahmed-gaza4]

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #570 )✅️

[llaarrss]

"FEM IS NOT THE SAME AS FEMME" i scream as i'm locked away... "MASC IS NOT THE SAME AS BUTCH" i yell into the void...

[venusvhs]

seeing femmes who hate butches is so hilarious to me because you cannot call yourself a femme if you do not like butches. that’s not how it works. you can absolutely be femme4femme or not want to date butches but i’m talking about femmes who just don’t like butches AT ALL. in ANY way. one of the points of being a femme is protecting all other lesbians, ESPECIALLY butches!! and vice versa for butches protecting femmes!! we rely on each other and always have!! historically!! and more importantly–how can anyone hate butches???? truly baffling.

[sweetlyfemme]

pretending every love song with masculine pronouns is about a he/him butch

if it’s not butchfemme, i will make it butchfemme

[emomunson]

Lovesick sevika who's softly making love to you, telling you how much she loves you😍

"God you're so fucking pretty" she whispers as shes on top of you, grinding her strap into you as you let out soft whimpers. She turns her head to press kisses on the side of your face as if shes trying to consume you.

You wrap your arms around her neck, pulling her closer and deeper. One arm cradling her head while the other is scratching at her back.

"L-love you sev" you whine. She whimpers and bites your cheek. Her thrusts become a little harder, but still soft.

"Fuck. Love you too baby. So fucking much" she growls. Shes bear hugging you now, making sure you don't move as she fucks all her love into you and makes you cum so fucking hard<3

[rinstrumental]

butch sucker femme fucker

[cookiesandclaudia]

“You think I care?”

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Cowboy!Sevika! x Bigmouthed!Reader

CW: mean!sevika, rough sex, slight hair pulling, mating press, slight dumbification, degrading!sevika.

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Sevika is a well known and respected cowgirl through her town, sheriff has a case where things seemed too hard to handle? Sevika helps out. Old lady needs some repairs done in her barn? not a problem. Sevika has it done in less than 2 hours, no charge. Kids in the neighborhood getting a little rowdy? Sevikas already out there handing out homemade raspberry popsicles to get them to settle for at least a bit.

But Sevika isn’t a people pleaser, far from that, actually. She’s just got a good heart for the good and innocent. Always had always will. But for the rest, the disrespectful and rebellious? Oh shes strongly against such thing. When she comes across someone so far out of line. In almost a instant shes there, putting them in their place.

And even though, she didn't prefer to resort to violence, she had to from time to time.Today, the bar was far too loud for her liking and she was already deciding on leaving, but just then she heard a commotion somewhere close by.

Head whipping around, looking for the trouble, she spotted you— you were seated in front of the bar and there were two men verbally harassing you.

Sevika's jaw clenched, fist tightened. She walked over to the scene, "Excuse me— these men givin' ya' trouble?" She asked.

“I dont need anyone to come save me from these—.. pigs.” You spat out almost instantly. Sevikas eyes widened, not in shock but in the sheer audacity. The men snarled at being called pigs. Surely a petite woman like you was expected to know better than disrespect big, burly men like them, but apparently not.

"And I surely don't need a knight in shining armour to be my saviour, i'm no damsel in distress." Hearing that, Sevika snarled.

“Leave.” She barked at the 2 men, and surprisingly, with a few curses under their breaths, they left.

Your eyes rolled to the side, looking away before taking a sip of your drink in annoyance at the situation you found yourself in, but what you didn’t except was how rough sevika turned you around in the chair, her hand gripping your chin as a snarl made its way to her face .

Of course this wasn’t your first rodeo with Sevika. Theres actually been way too many for Sevikas liking. She was used to dealing with you by now. But that doesn’t make her hate you any damn less. Maybe that was because everyone else knew when to shut up, and have at least decent manners.

But you? You'd always chew more than you could swallow.

“Listen. I know we deal with each other more than id like to admit, but ya’ need to quit bein’ so damn disrespectful.” She growled out. Everyone in the bar was silent and looking at the scene. Sevika towered over you as she held your chin in her hand, forcing you to look up at her.

“You think I care?” You said with a scoff, a daring smirk on your face. No one ever dared to speak to Sevika that way.

A fire started behind Sevikas eyes, she let go of your chin harshly before taking out some cash from her pocket and slammed it on the bar counter “for the ladies drink.” She grumbled to the bartender before tilting her cowboy hat slightly and yanking you up your chair. Hauling you out the bar.

She put you in her truck before getting into the drivers seat, driving off as her hands gripped the steering wheel tightly.

You sat there in annoyance and leaned against your fist as she drove. Your eyes looked over to where her arm gripped the steering wheel hard, the veins popping and it gave you quite the view to look at. You licked your lips and averted your gaze— "Don't get turned on," you told yourself.

The way you shifted, thighs pressing together to try to calm the way your pussy clenched around nothing, clit throbbing— Sevika knew the effect she had on you. It was far too obvious.

Her other hand reached down, gripping your thigh tightly. You almost gasped, breath hitching in your throat. You looked down at how her hand almost completely engulfed your thigh.

"I see the way you look, doll," Sevika spoke calmly.

Your cheeks blushed, and your nostrils flared. You wanted to say no, you wanted to fight back. But you weren't thinking with your brain. You were thinking with your cunt.

"Fuck you." You said after a deep breath.

"Is that right?" Sevika teased. "Or would you rather I fuck ya’?"

You stayed quiet at her words and let out a small “hmph.” nudging her hand away with your own. She grabbed your hand and wrapped her hand around it, engulfing it fully.

“You just don’t know when to quit, do ya’?”

She parked up in front of a farmhouse you were assuming was hers. She got out the truck, going around to your side and dragged you out.

“I’ll teach ya’ how to keep that mouth clean.” She grumbled out, taking you into her home

Now you both were kissing each other, hunger derived from something in between lust and passion. Your back was flat against the wall as Sevika's rough fingers unbuttoned your blouse.

“Y-Youre an asshole-“ You said in between y’all’s kisses. Sevikas lips moved to your neck, nipping and marking whatever skin she could as she pulled off your shirt

With sarcasm dripping in her voice, she spoke up.

“You think I care, darlin’?”

Those words led up to your face being buried into her silk sheets. The tip of her cock so graceful touching your cervix with every harsh thrust. Your cries for mercy emptied on the bed with no answer, only to be met with a degrading nickname from Sevikas gruff voice.

“Cock hungry bitch..”

Skin slapping against skin, your head in the darkest clouds as you got plowed into. Sevkia was breaking you in just how she had needed to all those other times you got difficult . Finally teaching the consequences of those stupid words that came out your mouth. Her grip on your hips tightened as she sped up, Her balls slapping against your neglected clit deliciously making you moan between the incoherent sobs you let out.

“You’re cryin’ a damn river as if your cunt ain’t weepin’ for more.” She spat out. Moving one of her hands to your hair and pulling back to get that perfect arch.

Your pussy sucked her cock in as if it were hungry, your hands clenching around the sheets as your orgasm built up “I-Im cumming-“ You choked out and almost immediately she pulled out of you. Flipping you over before folding your legs and slamming back into your begging pussy.

Your back arched off the bed, head tilted back with your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

Her hand came across your face, slapping you out of whatever possession her cock got on you and forced you to look into her eyes as her thrusts sped up once more.

“You look me in the eyes when I fuck you, whore.”

Oh that was enough for you to fall over the edge. You clamped down around her cock as your body twitched, your orgasm crashing on you, a choked scream rippled through the air.

Your orgasm squirted out of you, your walls unintentionally pushing out her cock as you squirted all over her lower half. Your body convulsing with every spurt of squirt that ejaculated from your body until you finally settled, A few aftershocks going through your body as you began to come down from your high.

Sevika watched in amazement, her cock throbbing, begging for an orgasm as good as yours. She spent no time slipping back into your sore cunt, rutting into you like a bunny in heat.

“Fuck— take it. Take this fuckin’ cock, you whore.” She panted against your neck.

You were too blissed out to care, your mind in a haven only Sevika was capable of putting you in. Letting her use your body without a damned fuck to give.

Her hips stuttered and her balls clenched, slamming into you one last time as she filled you with her warm seed. Holding herself up over you as she let her cock empty itself into you.

A whine slipped between your parted lips and she immediately swallowed it with a slow kiss. Which, even though your brain was working slower than track mower, you still managed to respond by pressing your lips against hers.

She buried her cock to the hilt once more before she parted her lips away from yours.

“You ain’t leaving tonight, doll. Not after this one.”

[kareman-dohaan]

Italians consider breaking pasta a crime! What about you? Do you break it or cook it whole?

I cook it whole

I break it

Voting ended onMay 17, 2025

in Gaza, we’re crushing pasta into powder Because flour is gone. There is no bread.

All the bakeries have shut down. There’s no flour. No gas. No food. We are grinding dry pasta into dust, just to try and make something to feed our starving children.

This isn’t just hunger.It’s famine.

And I’m just a mother — holding my son Hamoud close as he cries from hunger,begging for a piece of bread that I don’t have. He’s not even two years old. And I’m feeding him pasta powder — because there’s nothing else left.

No aid. No help. Just bombs, hunger, and silence. Please… don’t scroll past us. We are human beings. We need you. We depend on you. If you can help us with even the smallest donation,

it could mean life for my baby boy. The donation link is in my bio. Don’t leave us alone in this darkness. You might be the only light left for us🥹

My campaing vetted by/ @90-ghost here

@gaza-evacuation-funds here

Click to donate via the campaign🔗

Or click to donate via PayPal🔗

[kareman-dohaan]

Italians consider breaking pasta a crime! What about you? Do you break it or cook it whole?

I cook it whole

I break it

Voting ended onMay 17, 2025

in Gaza, we’re crushing pasta into powder Because flour is gone. There is no bread.

All the bakeries have shut down. There’s no flour. No gas. No food. We are grinding dry pasta into dust, just to try and make something to feed our starving children.

This isn’t just hunger.It’s famine.

And I’m just a mother — holding my son Hamoud close as he cries from hunger,begging for a piece of bread that I don’t have. He’s not even two years old. And I’m feeding him pasta powder — because there’s nothing else left.

No aid. No help. Just bombs, hunger, and silence. Please… don’t scroll past us. We are human beings. We need you. We depend on you. If you can help us with even the smallest donation,

it could mean life for my baby boy. The donation link is in my bio. Don’t leave us alone in this darkness. You might be the only light left for us🥹

My campaing vetted by/ @90-ghost here

@gaza-evacuation-funds here

Click to donate via the campaign🔗

Or click to donate via PayPal🔗

[guldaastan]

im at disbelief at the fact that a lot of folks are simply over palestine. like protests are dwindling down. people are not very interested in news related to gaza. some are simply over it.

israel hasn't let aid in gaza in 70 days. gaza has been starving for 70 days. the condition of people there is horrendous.

i find it distressing to think about children in gaza. how does one continue to have a childhood in a genocide? they don't have school. they don't have safety. they don't have food.

despite all this, the kids will be alright. they'll be alright once the genocide stops and they get back to 'normal'. till then, can we please try to support them however we can?

this fundraiser (verified) helps feed a family which includes two young children. please consider helping their mother take care of them.

donate here