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cloudinnine · 3 months ago

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Imagine waking up to the deafening roar of explosions, your tent shaking violently as the earth trembles beneath you. In an instant, everything is chaos—your children scream in terror, clutching onto you as you scramble to escape. The sky is filled with smoke and falling debris, the air thick with dust and panic. There is no time to think, no time to gather what little you have left. You run—barefoot, desperate, carrying your baby in your arms—praying that you will make it out alive.

Images: Hossam sent us images of what his family's tent looks like today after violent airstrikes in Gaza last night (03/17/2025).

Video: to further prove the validity of Hossam's story, we have included an Al Jazeera news report that Hossam sent to us, in which he briefly appears (at the 0:48 mark)

@bashar-qazaz

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Story written by @rumiandroses

For Hossam Al-Qazzaz and his family, this nightmare became reality LAST NIGHT (03/17/2025) when an airstrike obliterated their tent—their last refuge after losing their home, a casualty of the war in Gaza. With no shelter, no safety, and nowhere left to run, they are once again plunged into unimaginable uncertainty as the ceasefire in Gaza collapses and war reignites around them.

Hossam, a dedicated father of four, has already lost his home, his job, and his peace of mind due to the relentless bombardments in Gaza in the 15 months preceding the now,-collapsed ceasefire. Now, with nothing but debris around them, he, his wife Hanan, and their four children—Bashar (9), Hani (8), Diana (4), and 5-month-old Habiba—are now struggling to survive with no roof over their heads.

The suffering extends beyond Hossam, his wife, and his children. Hossam is also the sole caretaker of his elderly parents, aged 75 and 72, both in fragile health. His father is suffering from severe burns and urgently needs medical care, while his mother battles high blood pressure and requires constant attention. But with no home, no stable source of income, and skyrocketing prices for essentials like rice and cooking gas—driven by the border closures and the ban on goods entering Gaza—Hossam is trapped in an incredibly difficult and stressful situation.

Despite these unbearable challenges, Hossam is not asking for much—only the money needed to survive, and to be able to evacuate to safety when the border crossing opens again.

"All we want is to live in dignity," Hossam pleads.

This is where you can make a difference. Every small donation—no matter how modest—can help provide food, clothing, and medical care for Hossam, Hanan, their children, and elderly parents. It can help ensure that Habiba gets the milk and diapers she desperately needs and that his family is not left out in the open with nowhere to turn.

Please, if you can, donate or share Hossam’s story today. Your support can be the difference between survival and despair.

Please consider donating to the Al-Qazzaz family’s original fundraiser to help them buy food and essentials and rebuild their tent:

Our founder, Bethany-Grace ( @rumiandroses ) is also sponsoring a fundraising campaign to help Hossam, Hanan and their entire family evacuate to safety. If everyone donates a little, we might be able to get them to safety the moment the border crossing opens again:

Together, we can ensure that Hossam's family does not just survive—but begins to rebuild a life of safety, stability, and hope.

Hossam’s campaign has been vetted by @gazavetters, and (#287) on their list of verified campaigns.

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cloudinnine · 3 months ago

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For today's Gazan fundraiser that needs attention, I'd like everyone who sees this post to please give this a reblog and/or donate to the fundraiser below, which belongs to @musabahmad2 . Theyre only 3% raised of their goal, and things have been rather slow going for them.

They have been vetted by Gazavetters and are listed as #520 on the list, so you have no worries that they are genuine, and they are.

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cloudinnine · 3 months ago

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What Strength Really Means 💪

✅️ Vetted by @gazavetters {537}✅️

Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.

I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.

Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔

✅️ Vetted by @gazavetters {537}✅️

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cloudinnine · 6 months ago

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Imagine Daughter!Reader pulls a "I'm gonna fake a crush on my brother's best friend so I can make them ALL uncomfortable" but it backfires and the best friend actually likes her back😭? (obviously daughter!reader's age will depend on the batboys bestfriend so no weird stuff going on in this ask dw) Like for Dick, Wally West. Maybe she asks the question "What else can go fast?" or something odd. Then for Jason, Roy Harper she asks him to teach her archery. Jason probably trusting her(maybe) he let's it go on but then catches Roy looking at her differently. Then for the others the same thing, like Tim- Conner. Something like REALLLLLLLLY kid-ish for Jon Kent if you feel like adding Damian's best friend. (These are all separate so no harem thing going on thank god.) Thank you for reading!!!!!<3

Yandere Batfam w/ Wife/Mother!Darling & Daughter/Sister!Darling Masterlist

YES OH MY GOD I WAS JUST THINKING ABOUT THIS!

So realistically because she is the youngest, her crush would be on either Jon because he would only be a year older than her, or Connor who may be a bit older (physically, cause he was a lab child) but still within that reasonable age. Then in actual canon she has a boyfriend, who may be a lot little crazy, but they’re in love… right?

But anyway for this let’s say her age differs on each scenario in this okay

Okay Dick is just sitting there the like what the hell the moment he walks back in living room to see his little sister laughing and chatting with Wally, sitting way too close for comfort. Dick tries to show some self restraint, give the benefit of the doubt, but let’s be honest when Wally West falls in love it is head over heels and it is something that happens in an instant, basically love at first sight, she wouldn’t have to say anything to him, she just has to walk into a room. Then cue Dick ending up as a third wheel for the rest of the day, it probably gets to the point where Dick comes up with some excuse of why Wally needs to leave early and then as Wally is leaving he might ask about Dick’s sister and Dick gives him the biggest side eye ever and he just drops the topic. Then Dick goes back inside and his sister’s hair is all messed up, like a strong wind brew by and she is just holding her phone when she wasn’t a second ago…

“What…happened?”

“I think Wally put his number in my phone…”

“Son of a-“

With Jason and Roy, they are going on a mission together and training beforehand. Sister!Darling just handing around because Bruce and the rest of their siblings are gone and Alfred is out running errands that day, so until they get back Jason has to watch her which Roy thinks is weird because she is a few years younger than them for the sake of this post, but okay. So she is just sitting in the cave, reading a book Jason gave her because she not allowed down there so she’s not allowed to touch anything. Jason walks off to go find a different type of bullet and asks Roy to keep an eye on her because she is not allowed anywhere near the weapons or gear, and Roy just looks at her and waves her over…

“Cmon’ wanna try taking a shot?”

“Um… I don’t know-“

“I can teach you.”

So he does, and I really don’t know how to describe it besides this scene from Princess Diaries and just imagine when Jason comes back and found his best friend holding his little sister from the back, his cheek practically pressed against hers. He just loudly clears her throat and tells her that he needs to talk to her and he takes her out of the cave and sends her to her room, locking her in and sends a note to Bruce or whoever going to be home first what happened and where she is. Then he does back downstairs and Roy has the guts to ask if she is single and Jason just can’t…

“Fuck off Roy, she’s off limits.”

Now Tim has a harder time shaking off his friend, and I mean going by Connor in the comics (cause we don’t talk about Connor in Young Justice here) he is a bit of a headstrong personality and cocky, so if Connor and his sister are chatting and teasing each other he doesn’t really think much of it literally until he finds them kissing, a hand on her thigh and on the back of her neck and Connor is slightly levitating. Tim waits until Connor leaves and then he questions his sister about it, and she fesses up to basically trying to get on Tim’s nerves by flirting with his best friend but Connor ended up actually liking her, like a lot and one thing led to another and they were making out and have been texting for weeks and Tim didn’t think of it twice because it was Connor.

So then Tim asks Bruce to try to intervene by asking Clark for help but Connor has already gushed about his situationship with her to literally everyone in the Kent Family, and Clark has already gave Connor advice to ask her out and ideas for dates and it even got to the point where Ma and Pa are asking about when they can meet her because she sounds like a sweet girl. She just dug herself in a hole with this one, platonic Yandere!Superfam anyone?

Then Damian, well this is just kiddy love with his sister and Jon, and Damian knows that but it doesn’t mean he is okay with it. Whenever Jon is is over they are always talking, and Jon is just trying to impress her with his (half) kryptonian powers. Meanwhile Damian is giving Jon the side eye and really it’s nothing but that doesn’t stop him from running to go tell Bruce about it, what if it evolves into something more when they get older. So Bruce goes to talk to Clark about it and Clark doesn’t think it’s a big deal, they’re just kids and this is how kids are and so Damian just has to watch while Jon pushes her on the swings and deal with the fact that she just wants to spend time with Jon Kent and not him. Ugh.

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cloudinnine · 6 months ago

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Abeer is an asthmatic mother of ten, two of whom also suffer from asthma. Her family campaign has been struggling to get any donations since September 1st. Donate and help this mother who will do anything to feed and clothe her children.

DONATE HERE

Vetted by gazavetters #153

CONVERSION RATE

1 € = 1.11429 $

1 $ = 0.897435 €

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cloudinnine · 6 months ago

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pls help this family

Thank you to everyone who contributed and donated to us Thank you to everyone who sympathized with us Thank you to everyone who stood with us Praise be to God for your efforts and support We were able to get temporary headphones And earphone stones Thank you for your efforts

I am Hani Al-Sharif from Gaza 🍉. I support a family of 7 people. My wife and children (Tala, Razan, Lina, Saba, and Muhammad). I have a gofundme campaign that I created for my daughter Razan, who lost her hearing in the war and needs a cochlear implant, and also to protect my family from hunger, and get them out of the danger of the war in Gaza 🍉. We live in very difficult circumstances. Help me, we are still far from achieving our dream. I hope everyone will donate even a little. I am confident that you will stand with me and support me until I achieve my daughter’s dream of regaining her hearing again Share my story Vetted 👇 ‏nabulsi and @ el-shab-hussein@ My name.@haniibrahim ‏on Vetted Gaza Fundraiser List Number (228 Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #159 )

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#gaza #Palestine #free palestine #free gaza #palestinian donations #palestinian genocide

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cloudinnine · 6 months ago

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#free palestine #Palestine #gaza #palestinian genocide #palestinian donations #free gaza

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cloudinnine · 8 months ago

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pls help them if can

Save Mohammed ….

Hello, Please Help Me – My Son May Die at Any Moment. Donate or at Least Share This Appeal. I am in desperate need of your help. My son’s life is hanging by a thread, and he may not survive without urgent medical treatment. Time is running out, and we are facing a critical situation. I am asking for your generosity to help us save him – either through a donation or by sharing this urgent plea with others.

I beg you, kiss your feet, to help my son. My son may die at any moment

Donate now:👇👇 gofundme.com

gaza #free_palestine #Save_Mohammed #genocide

https://arab.org/click-to-help/palestine/

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cloudinnine · 9 months ago

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KINKTOBER DAY 1 - Grooming: Shunsui Kyoraku x Reader

Summary: Paperwork, paperwork, and more paperwork. A surefire way for Shunsui's headache to appear. But before it grabs a hold of him, maybe visiting you, a hair stylist in the World of the Living, would give him a much needed reprieve. Also, his hair was in need of a trim anyways.

TW: NSFW. Shinigami Shunsui Kyoraku (Post TYBW) with human Reader. I tried to make Reader a bit of a tsundere. Oral sex (fem receiving).

Word count: 2030

Read on AO3 here.

This is a two-parter, with the second part falling under Face Sitting.

Head Captain Kyoraku hung his head and sighed. Paperwork was so cumbersome, there was too many on his desk, too many to read and too many to sign. Damn… how does Nanao do all of this, he thought to himself, slightly regretting giving her time off.

Another sigh echoed the room as he tried to concentrate at the task at hand. Paper after paper, sighs followed by grumbles and muttering from reading strange contracts and requests. Shunsui recognized the familiar pain that was flaring in his skull.

He leaned back in his seat, closing his eyes to try and minimize the approaching headache. It was then, it hit him like a strike of lightning, a brilliant idea on how to get this headache to go away.

Not one to be too irresponsible, he left a message with Lieutenant Okikiba that he’d back shortly.

To see Mr. Kyoraku at your salon was certainly a surprise. You didn’t quite know the man, but he enjoyed your company after you first gave his curly brown hair a simple trim. He came in one day, as you were closing, then would randomly visit you. Sometimes this was when you were already busy with a client, waiting around until you were free, other times it was right when you were closing. The relationship you had was… interesting. You couldn’t deny the immediate attraction to him as he was so handsome, but he also came across as silly that you couldn’t help but laugh at some of his antics and comments.

At the same time, the randomness annoyed you to a degree, so you gave him your number. What shocked you was that it was almost as if he had never heard of a cellphone number before. He stared at the slip of paper with confusion across his face. You remembered that night as you had burst into laughter, and he followed up with, “you have a beautiful laugh” and a dashing smile.

And now, here he was again, showing up when you had just finished with a client, making his way to a seat.

“Mr. Kyoraku! It’s nice to see you, but you need to remember to book an appointment with me.” You laughed as you brushed any remaining cut pieces of hair off your client, paying no mind to him. You attended to your client, as Mr. Kyoraku sat in his seat, his head down.

Once the client left, you were alone in your shop. You had been visited by Mr. Kyoraku several times now, and he would pay a hefty amount for being alone. It startled you the first time, but he said he wanted your complete and undivided attention, and he would pay extra for that.

Which was why he was here, again. How many years has it been since this came to be? But this visit was a bit different, the air was a bit tense. You proceeded to close up shop as Mr. Kyoraku asked you about your day. You focused on sweeping the floor, then looked at him from the mirror in front of you.

“Mr. Kyoraku! What happened?” You gasped, turning around to face him. He wore an eye patch, and an evident scar ran behind it to his ear.

“Oh this? You should have seen the other guy.” He laughed, trying to ease your worry, but without thinking, you held his face as you lightly traced the scar. The worry never faded from your face.

“You’ve always been so sweet to me, my dear.” Mr. Kyoraku said, cupping your hand to his face. He looked at you with his one eye and gave you a tender smile. “I’m alright, you really shouldn’t worry about an old man like me.” You frowned and knew he wouldn’t say much about himself, so you clicked your tongue and pulled him out of his seat.

“So can I assume you’re here for the usual?” You asked, preparing your tools to cut his hair.

He hummed in appreciation, as you put draped the hair cutting cape over him. He undid his ponytail, and you began to lightly tussle his locks, “well your hair is super healthy! I hope it wasn’t a hassle to take care of as you recovered from your eye injury, sir.” You asked, politely.

“My dear, you can call me Shunsui.” He smiled at you through the mirror. You blushed at the lack of formality but nodded along. You could sense he was a bit self-conscious, but he had no reason to be. For some reason though, you felt that even if you said that to him, it wouldn’t detract from his insecurity.

You proceeded to trim the ends of his hairs to the shape he preferred. You were no nonsense in your approach, which he had told you before was what he preferred. He could sense your methodical approach, and as he had to move his head up and down, saw how focused you were on him and his hair.

It was… nice being cared for this way.

Then you quickly brushed him and led him to the sinks to wash his hair. “Could you… give me a longer massage today?” Shunsui asked, with a sheepish smile on his face.

“Oh of course, let me just clean your hair first, and I promise to give you the best scalp massage ever!” You exclaimed, wanting to make him feel better.

You carefully lathered and rinsed his hair. The long, brown tresses flowed softly along the sink, your nimble fingers gently detangling his hair. Your fingers made his way to his scalp, and you softly massaged his scalp. Shunsui sank deeper into his chair and let out a content sigh, “that’s great, just what I needed.” He murmured, a large smile gracing his face.

“If you want Mr. Kyo- I mean Shunsui, after I dry your hair, I can give you a back massage. I can see your back muscles are quite tense too.” You asked, noticing the way he was still tense in his chair. He gave you a sincere smile, “I’d love that.”

Once Shunsui’s hair had dried, and he placed his hair in a ponytail again, you led him to one of your spare esthetician rooms where you would give skincare treatments to a few of your clients. The bed doubled as a massage bed, so you instructed him to lay down on it.

Shunsui proceeded to take off his dress shirt, earning a flustered noise from you, “hold on! Let me leave the room.” Shunsui laughed, “it’s alright. We don’t have to be so modest with each other.” Giving you a wink.

“You just like teasing me.” You pouted, as you pushed him on to the bed. It did startle you to see how muscular he was, with mattering of chest hair, but you tried to be professional.

Tried being the operative word.

You placed the cover on top of him and began to feel out his back, noticing where tension was placed across his muscles. You also noticed the faint, timeworn scars across his back.

“You know, Shunsui, we’ve known each other for years… but you never told me what you do.”

“Is that so?” Shunsui replied, with a slight air of indifference, “why don’t you take a guess as to what I do?”

You hummed to yourself, trying to piece together what you knew about him coupled with the scars across his body and eye injury.

“An archery teacher?” You asked, thinking it was a bit of an odd job, but one you could see him do.

Shunsui gave a low chuckle, “no, bows aren’t my weapon of choice.”

Interesting you thought to yourself.

“A kendo teacher perhaps?” As you kneaded a particularly tense muscle of his. Shunsui inhaled sharply from the instant pain, but then relaxed.

“No, but you’re getting slightly warmer.”

Slightly warmer? You questioned. “Have you been working this job for long time?”

Shunsui let out another deep, muffled laugh, “you have no idea.”

“Something to do with the military?” You stopped, peering down at him. Shunsui looked up at you and gave you a lazy smile.

“Close enough.”

Confusion ran through your face, but you were done with his massage. Shunsui sat up on the table, rolling his shoulders and flexing his neck. He let out a loud groan of satisfaction from the relief he felt, “you had no idea how much I needed that.”

But you stared at him with a puzzled look on his face, trying to still figure out his career. Shunsui couldn’t help but laugh at your expression. “You look cute with that look on your face” he chuckled, poking your face.

This earned him another pout from you, “I’m not cute! I’m a grown woman.” This earned another laugh from him.

“You’re both cute and beautiful, how about that?” Shunsui explained, calling your name.

You crossed your arms, pretending to be hurt and mad at what he said, “you have to apologize, you know.” You huffed. Shunsui stared and then gave you a sly smile, cupping your face in his large hand.

“I think I know what to do so you can accept my apology.” Shunsui said, his face hovering close to yours. You closed your eyes as you felt his lips on yours, his hand holding your chin. You could feel the familiar tingles flowing through your body, as the kiss deepened.

He pulled away from you, a lazy, yet satisfied smile crossing his lips. Without a word, he lifted you with ease, putting you back on to the massage table.

“I think you need to take somethings off, if I’m supposed to give you a proper massage.” Shunsui said, clicking his tongue disapprovingly. You quickly shimmied off your bottoms and underwear, then spread your legs wide for him.

“See what I mean, you truly are both cute and beautiful.” Shunsui said in his teasing tone. Your pussy was bare for him to see, not quite wet enough to his liking, but it was a start. He kissed you again, as one of his hands traveled down, cupping your pussy. His large thumb gently rubbed against your clit, earning a gasp from you.

“That’s it,” Shunsui said, pulling his face away from you. He felt the growing slickness from you and kissed his way down your body, giving your nipples some quick bites and sucks. Soon he was hunched over the table, with your legs on his shoulders, as he was face-to-face with your wet pussy.

Shunsui let a long swipe against your wet folds. He groaned at your taste, suckling on your clit as one of his fingers entered you.

You were seeing stars, loudly moaning at how intense Shunsui was with your pussy. His thick finger was already so full for you, then he added two more, earning a deep groan from you. Your orgasm was approaching, as you threaded your fingers in Shunsui’s curls. His large nose rubbed along your slick pussy as he lapped away, savouring your taste.

You shrieked as your orgasm came, your pussy drenching his face with your wetness. Your face was flushed as you laid on the massage bed, watching Shunsui sit up and straighten himself out. A lazy, smug smile appeared on Shunsui face as he watched you in satisfaction, trying to ride out the remnants of your orgasm.

Shunsui pulled you up, kissing your forehead as your body began to calm down. Your pussy throbbed from what had just happened, but you wanted more of it, and more of him.

“If you’re free the rest of the evening, why don’t you come back to my place, Shunsui?” You asked, spreading your bare legs again as if to entice him.

Another lazy grin graced Shunsui’s face, “I thought you’d never ask.”

As he helped you finish the remaining tasks to close your salon, the headache he had and the boring paperwork, were a distant memory to him. A memory soon to be replaced by the sounds of your moans, the feel of your pussy and mouth around his cock, and your flushed body next to his.

TBC in face sitting.

Thanks for reading!!

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cloudinnine · 10 months ago

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I really hate when white People speak on their brooke Schofield situation says "she change" or "is long time ago" i'm sorry but pls stfu, is not you place to apology to brooke and to tell POC that their should apology to brooke just bcs of you reasoning is not very cutest, is not very demure and is especially not very classy either. (And also i late to their party, but like i need to gets this off my chest ok.)

#brooke schofield #white women tears

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cloudinnine · 11 months ago

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Cw: 18+, sub male character, dom male reader, titjob, feminization

Thinking about getting a titjob from a flat chested man, watching him desperately try and push his small pecs together in order to create some friction. His tits are sensitive to the touch despite not having much to work with, nipples hard under your thumbs, and whiners and whimpers escaping his lips as your cock and balls glide across his chest. You have to use lots of lube in order to set a steady pace of your hips , obscene squelching sound ringing throughout the room with every thrust. You even got your big rough hands pinching, slapping and squeezing his pretty little tits all while showering him in compliments

“got such pretty little tits princess” you grunt out, puncturing each words with a sharp thrust “going to cum all over them,” you continue to speak, knees firmly dig into the sides of ribs, thrusts turning more erratic as if you’re actually fucking him.

Your words has his hungry hole clenching around nothing, a sob trying to crawl its way up his throat as he realizes it’s going to be a while before he has your cock buried inside him

Soon tears start lining his pretty doe eyes and apologizes start tumbling past his mouth because he knows this won’t actually be enough to make you cum, and you watch the way he desperately tries to assist with his mouth, puffy lips eagerly suckling on your fat cock, letting you fuck his mouth like you would his cunt, balls obscenely slapping against his chin, taking you so far til his nose is brushing over the base of your dick, having his face mirror the mess he’s got on his tits: spit, lube and pre smeared all over it, looking so proud when he eventually manages to make you cum (even though it wasn’t for his tits but rather how he eager he was to make it happen)

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cloudinnine · 11 months ago

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Hello everyone i'm here to post about reem shawa family, she is a medical analysis specialist from Palestine and she need you guys help, she live in Gaza with her family of 5, her mother, her sister and her two brother, she lost her dad doing the war, so pls go to her account and support her, also reblog this post pls

This is her you can follow, watching her entire video, repost her video, or just comment or like pls help her

She need so much money to help her and her family so pls donate to her.

https://www.gofundme.com/f/fdbvd5-rebuilding-hope-for-family-and-saving-us

Her gofund me on top

This is her account https://www.google.com/url?sa=t&source=web&rct=j&opi=89978449&url=https://www.tiktok.com/%40alshawareem&ved=2ahUKEwjOqc6D9L-HAxX8RmwGHX7oCyMQjjh6BAgTEAE&usg=AOvVaw2Qic5hG4efw6F4fqjc32ku

So pls help her any dollar is great 1 dollar 5 dollar or 10 dollar any is good pls help her

#palestine #free gaza #free palestine #family in need #pls help #pls pls pls #pls reblog

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cloudinnine · 1 year ago

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Can i ask dick Grayson meeting new Hero in bludhaven that want to be his Sidekick, but she is very clumsy and don't know how to fight, and dick Grayson don't want her to became a Hero or his Sidekick bcs of that, but she keep insting she can be a better hero and Sidekick if nightwing train her, so dick agree to train her, so they start training but after awhile the training sessions becaming more then that (if you know, you know).

dick grayson x fem!reader

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀. . . smut. sexual tension. dirty talk. blow job and hand job.

𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘂𝗮𝗴𝗲. . . as I said in my other posts, English is not my first language. I have tried to make corrections with the translator, but as you all know, it is prone to making mistakes, so I apologize in advance for any mistakes or if anything sounds weird.

𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲. . . This sucks, but I did my best. I'm looking forward to writing more about Dick, so if you have any ideas send them to me via Inbox, I love you guys. <3

Once again that night, you looked at the famed vigilante and protector of Blüdhaven with pleading eyes, asking him if there was any remote possibility of being his sidekick. Even from the ground, after being defeated in barely two seconds of combat due to your lack of experience, you insisted for another hour or two. But he kept saying no.

You started with the typical basic persuasion strategies, assuring him that you would not be a nuisance or cause any trouble. However, when he continued to refuse, you got to the point where you were practically begging him.

Not that Nightwing had anything against you; far from it. You looked friendly and seemed to mean well. The problem was, he wasn't looking for a sidekick, and even if he were, you didn't know how to fight well enough to be considered.

Even though he had told you many times, you kept repeating the overly repetitive "I can get better" line, and explaining that he wasn't looking for a sidekick was starting to get a little tiresome. So when he agreed to train you, you jumped so high in excitement that anyone who saw you would have thought you were crazy.

Dick soon realized that accepting your proposal had been a bad idea from the start. Now he was forced to give you the tools you needed to become a better vigilante. Although you were pleasant and a quick learner, being around you was suffocating.

First, he noticed that you were wearing tight athletic clothes and tried not to look too closely so as not to make you uncomfortable. But what was really uncomfortable was working out with you in the gym because of the palpable sexual tension.

The first few times, he thought he was the only one who noticed the tension between you. He felt a little crazy when you were often on top of him during training, and after a while he began to wonder if maybe you were doing it on purpose to provoke him.

During a workout, he clearly realized that you were doing it on purpose when you fell on top of him. Unbeknownst to you, he could see through the gym mirror as you grinned mischievously at him for repeating the action.

You were about to take a shower when you felt a body pinning you against the wall from behind. Your heart began to pound as you realized he was standing too close to you. You groaned, wondering if he might have noticed your intentions.

— What are you doing? — he asked firmly.

Initially, you felt that the best thing to do in this situation was to appear unaware of what he was asking you, even though you were fully aware of what he was referring to.

— Me? Nothing. I was going to take a shower. What about you? — You replied, silently grateful that your cheek was almost pressed against the wall instead of the mirror, otherwise your blush would have been obvious.

— Y/n... can we skip the part where you pretend you don't know what I'm asking you? What are you doing? — He repeated the question. — Are you trying to provoke me?

The situation where Dick cornered you against the wall with his pelvis in sexy athletic shorts brushing against yours was particularly amusing. Although you were embarrassed by his questions, it was obvious that your crotch was getting quite wet.

Immediately, the silence confirmed Dick's conclusions, which caused something pressed hard against your ass to grow considerably and become noticeable.

— Fuck, Dick... — You said softly, with a tone of excitement in your voice. — Don't tell me that is your...

You immediately bit your lip. It felt bigger than you had imagined. The mere fact that you had managed to give him an erection made the wetness tempting to leave a stain on your gym shorts.

Finally overcoming your embarrassment, you mustered the courage to look him directly in the face and met his bright blue eyes, this time flashing with a strange glint that revealed his horny state.

You moved your hands to untie the knot in his shorts. He allowed you to do so and took a deep breath as the garment finally fell below his knee, revealing how hard he was.

In the end, you were in the same place as before, but this time your hands wrapped around his cock as you quickly stimulated him, wanting him to soon come in your hand.

When you realized that your hand might not be enough, you took him completely in your mouth while trying to satisfy him with your tongue. In fact, it was difficult to give him a blow job because of his size. As time passed, your jaw began to tire.

— Fuck, baby, despite the lack of physical training, your little mouth is more than capable of taking a full cock.

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