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all i’m saying is that abby would look so pretty with her hands tied up to a bedframe with bondage rope

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Today the Israeli army retreated from some of the areas it once controlled, but what it left behind is beyond description.

The neighborhoods it withdrew from are no longer neighborhoods. No homes, no hospitals, no shops, no streets, no trees, no water wells. Everything is flattened. Nothing remains but rubble, the smell of death, and the bodies of martyrs under the ruins.

Those who survived the bombing now face another kind of death: hunger.

Children are crying from hunger, mothers weep in helplessness, and fathers are crushed by their inability to provide even the basics.

Feeding a single family for just one day now costs over 150 dollars because of the extreme scarcity and the unbearable prices under siege.

The world is watching but doing nothing. Have we become just numbers? Is their silence a quiet approval of our suffering?

But here on Tumblr, there are still people who care. People who feel. People who are still human. You are the hope that wasn’t bombed.

Please don’t leave us alone. Continue supporting Palestinian families. Continue supporting my family. Your donation means life. Your voice can save someone still waiting for a single meal to survive. 🇵🇸💔🕊️

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I don't know how to explain what my family and I are going through.

Each day feels heavier than the one before.

We live in constant fear — not knowing when our turn will come, not knowing if we'll sleep tonight or vanish without warning.

My father is bedridden, with no access to medicine or care.

My mother is exhausted, and I carry the weight of it all in silence.

We no longer dream — we just try to make it through the day.

Most days, we barely manage a half-meal.

The help we get is small, but it’s what keeps us going.

Even the smallest donation has meant food, or a moment of relief, or a reason to keep going.

I never wanted to write something like this.

But I’ve reached a point where there’s simply nowhere else to turn.

I’m asking for your help because survival is now a daily battle.

If you're reading this, please don't scroll past.

We're not asking for comfort or luxury…

We're asking for a chance to live.

💔 Any amount, no matter how small, could mean the difference between hunger and a full stomach.

🙏 Don’t just read or share — if you can, please help.

Vetted!!!

(#167 on the verified fundraiser list by el-shab-hussein and nabulsi) (but we had to make a new gfm campaign cuz our old organizer stopped contacting us).

# dlxxv-vetted-donations

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some organizations working on the ground in gaza right now

gaza soup kitchen

the sameer project

salam charity

watermelon relief

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My baby is 13 months old.

I no longer search for milk or baby food.

All I want now… is a piece of bread.

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🌍 Gaza is starving to death — and the world must not stay silent.

❗This is not just a headline. It’s our reality.

No food. No medicine. No safe place left.

We cry out in every language, hoping someone hears us:

غزة تموت جوعاً

Gaza is starving to death

Gaza meurt de faim

Gaza se muere de hambre

Gaza verhungert

Gaza sta morendo di fame

Газа умирает от голода

加沙正在饿死

ガザは飢えで死にかけている

가자는 굶어 죽어가고 있다

Gazze açlıktan ölüyor

गाज़ा भूख से मर रहा है

Gaza está morrendo de fome

Gaza sekarat karena kelaparan

غزہ بھوک سے مر رہا ہے

غزه از گرسنگی در حال مرگ است

Η Γάζα πεθαίνει από την πείνα

Gaza svälter ihjäl

🆘 Please don’t scroll past this.

Every share, every donation, every voice counts.

Vetted!!!

(#167 on the verified fundraiser list by el-shab-hussein and nabulsi) (but we had to make a new gfm campaign cuz our old organizer stopped contacting us).

# dlxxv-vetted-donations

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Dear We started drinking water and salt to satisfy our hunger. Can you imagine that? There is no food. My parents are elderly and my cats and children will die before my eyes. My brother's wife is pregnant. The doctors said that if she does not get enough food, she will lose her fetus. Be the reason for the child's survival. Share and donate. I will accept any donation you contribute 10$ or 20$ I am waiting for you to buy milk for my children. I depend on Your donations are my only hope. I will accept even the smallest donation.link in bio 😭 . I sent you this message because I am very embarrassed about it. Asking for help has become difficult. 💔🙏🏻

Reham from Gaza . . .

donate

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Hello dear 🌹

If you can't donate to us, my friend, can you share with a kind word And your beautiful human kindness with us ?

https://www.tumblr.com/mohgazah/789965144574885888/there-is-a-fire-in-my-heart-that-no-one-can-see?source=share

Maybe Someone hear the sound of our long-empty stomachs and save us and my children from dying of hunger 💔 . Please share, I would be very grateful. 🙏

please donate if you can ❤️

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It is not only hunger that is killing people, but also the desperate search for food. Families are being forced to risk their lives for a handful of food, often under dangerous and chaotic conditions. Since 27 May, more than 1060 people have been killed and 7200 injured while trying to access food.

as i detailed in my last post, @pal-rema's gfm campaign organizer is unable to continue hosting 😞 however, she still has her ppal account! please continue to support her and her family who are still in gaza; the inhumane living conditions only increase every day and they cannot be forgotten.

this is a vetted campaign, verified by sar-soor and operation olive branch ✅

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Today the Israeli army retreated from some of the areas it once controlled, but what it left behind is beyond description.

The neighborhoods it withdrew from are no longer neighborhoods. No homes, no hospitals, no shops, no streets, no trees, no water wells. Everything is flattened. Nothing remains but rubble, the smell of death, and the bodies of martyrs under the ruins.

Those who survived the bombing now face another kind of death: hunger.

Children are crying from hunger, mothers weep in helplessness, and fathers are crushed by their inability to provide even the basics.

Feeding a single family for just one day now costs over 150 dollars because of the extreme scarcity and the unbearable prices under siege.

The world is watching but doing nothing. Have we become just numbers? Is their silence a quiet approval of our suffering?

But here on Tumblr, there are still people who care. People who feel. People who are still human. You are the hope that wasn’t bombed.

Please don’t leave us alone. Continue supporting Palestinian families. Continue supporting my family. Your donation means life. Your voice can save someone still waiting for a single meal to survive. 🇵🇸💔🕊️

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𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞.

the next time you see your loser!dealer!ellie in the halls of your shared university, she’s avoiding eye contact completely. her face is blush red and shoved into some book about the jurassic period. you can’t help but feel a little satisfied. you ate the poor thing so good that she can’t even look at you. but the thing is? once wasn’t enough. you need her again. and so you start constructing another plan to get her in your dorm. after sending her a text, inquiring about a few extra grams. the screen flashes up a few times with the little typing bubble throughout the next five minutes, and you kind of want to roll your eyes. ellie is too precious.

your stomach is just about growling in impatient hunger over her when she finally arrives. her knocks are quiet, soft against your door. you’re nearly trembling with the need to see your strap buried deep inside of her at this point, and you jump up to open the door a lot faster than you’ll ever admit. ellie’s already pink in the face when you open the door, hair down and a bit damp, dressed in a pair of joggers and the same hoodie she wore last time. she looks… fucking good. you catch yourself before you start openmouthed drooling, but just barely. you pull her into the room and close your door. the two of you stare at each other silently for a moment before ellie decides to speak. “you… didn’t text me for weed, did you?” she asks, biting her bottom lip. “no, baby doll. i didn’t. is that okay?”

and with a quiet “yes, yes” from the girl, and a shy nod, you’re on her. she’s putty against your lips, immediately melting. ellie opens her mouth for you, letting you lick into her, and she gasps when you give her the response she’d desired. without breaking the desperate kiss, you back her up to your bed, giggling when she falls into it. when you make eye contact with her again, she’s even pinker, pupils dilated and lids heavy. “take your clothes off.” you say. “i wanna fuck you for real, this time.” she scrambles to undress, hands shaking with anticipation. she struggles out of her too large grey hoodie, revealing her bare chest and dusky pink nipples. your mouth really does water this time. you expect a pair of boxers underneath her joggers, but you’re pleasantly surprised when all you see there is a pretty cunt and bare skin as well. you hum, and with a pleased smile on your face, you say “you wanted me bad, didn’t you?” and then, slightly echoing what you’d said to her that first night, “don’t worry, baby. you know i’m gonna fill this pussy up just the way you need.”

you pull your pants and boyshorts down as she sits on your bed, naked and pretty all for you. she tilts her head a bit to see what you’re doing as you grab your harness from the closet. ellie bites at her bottom lip again as she watches you put it on, and when you finish, stepping back towards her, she takes in a big gulp of air. “isthatreallygonnafit?” she blurts out, eyes wide. “i’ll get you all loose and ready for it with my fingers, ellie,” you promise her. and you really do take your time with her, stretching her open, not only getting her ready for your strap but making her feel good. by the time she’s ready for you, she’s cum twice already, creamy on your fingers and mewling like a kitten. timidly, looking away from you as you lay overtop of her to slide inside, she asks you to hold her hand. you coo at her, kissing her temple and holding ellie’s left one right next to her head.

as you slide into her, her mouth drops open, eyes clenching shut. “oh, oh-” ellie moans, squeezing your hand tight. you ask her if she’s alright, and fervently nodding her head she says “mhm, just, fuck, full…”

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about to drop this,,,

what if i write a sequel to my loser!dealer!ellie drabble 🫣

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what if i write a sequel to my loser!dealer!ellie drabble 🫣

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the concept of ellie initiating sex in a submissive manner for the first time, after being too shy to do it like that for the whole of her relationship…… thinking thoughts about this one…………… tell me Your thoughts..

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hides. another excerpt from the ellabs i’m working on.

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giggling at the idea of ellie who hasn’t smoked a lot getting a major nicotine buzz

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imagine getting high with ellie and edging her until she cums so hard that she squirts all over your wrist and bedsheets <///3 she’d be so cute, kicking a little bit as you finally give her what she wants — a solid, unyielding tempo against her swollen red clit. it doesn’t take her long to get there for this last orgasm, gasping against your fingers, chest rising and falling almost frantically. “ah, ah, gonna-” she hitches out, desperate and so, so far gone. “go ‘head, baby. let go for me,” and fuck, the strength of her long awaited orgasm slaps ellie directly in the face. hard. her head is thrown back against your pillow, hands clenching the sheets for some support. the girl is so quiet, too focused on the sensations to emit any noise at all. she doesn’t realize what she did at first, just thinks she came really hard, so when ellie sees the mess all over the bed she turns as red as an apple. you just smile at her, soft, sweet. but your gaze turns predatory only moments after. “…one more time,” you whisper. “you can handle that, right baby girl?”