#Arab

[redtail-lol]

If you use arab.org like I do please consider taking the extra 30-60 seconds to click on ALL of their causes. Palestine is important but so are the environment, refugees, children, women, and the impoverished across the middle east and it doesn't take away from Palestine to click for multiple causes. The arab world faces a lot of problems and they only get worsened by how western nations have oppressed and attacked them. Clicking is small but it generates something and overtime it does benefit the greater good. It takes all of us clicking as often as possible but we can do it! It's really easy and safe and they have proofs on their site on how they do make an impact and are donating your click money

[jihadmilk]

genuinely concerning that people think "intifada," which means revolution is somehow an extremely violent antisemitic word. These phases of treating the simple fact of something being in Arabic and being seen as violent are concerning and will infact lead to Arabs facing extreme rates of violence. We've seen this with "Allahu Akbar" and we need to call out attempts of framing Arabic as a violent language

[broodingnightgoddess]

This is the flag of Sudan, there's currently a genocide happening there as well but please distinguish this flag from the Palestinian one

THIS is the flag of Palestine and her people, look at it and commit both flags to memory. Call for justice in both countries with their proper flags.

[i-am-aprl]

Dreams of Palestinian children

[mythical-mushrooms13]

There are currently 4 or more genocides going on right now not just the genocide of Palestine. Yemen🇾🇪, Congo🇨🇩, Sudan🇸🇩, Palestine🇵🇸, Armenia🇦🇲

[safije]

فلسطين

[occvltswim]

Al Arabi مجلة العربي (Kuwait Magazine) #211, 1976

[the-red-planet-mars]

4 Days Until May 14 1948

This date marks the 76th year of the Israeli oppression against Palestine. This date marks the day Israel drove out over 750, 000 people from their homeland to establish its "state".

This heinous event was called al-Nakba (the catastrophe, the disaster). This heinous event was the start of this genocide.

It did not start on October 7th 2023. It stared on May 14 1948. It. has. still. not. ended.

The Nakba did not end in 1948. It is still happening today, right at this very second.

The numbers are growing. Every. Second.

This is the day you remember the corporations that fund the genocide. This is the day you remember the governments that cheer-on the genocide. This is the day you remember how the west instigated hate-crimes towards Arabs. This is the day you remember how the west and Israel are the terrorists. This is the day you remember the millions of people who had been killed for ethnic cleansing.

This is the day you always remember. This is the day you never forget.

This is the day you cry for Palestine. This is the day you scream for Palestine.

This is the day you remind everyone of the country of Palestine. You must never stop talking about Palestine. Never.

Palestinian lives matter. Stand up for the ones that died and the ones that live. Show us you care.

Do not dare forget:

May 14 1948

If you want to help Palestine with financial aid, but don't have any money, there's a website called arab.org that donates for you with just one click of a button.

Please, do your part for Palestine.

[nasrallahharmoush]

[iloveabortions]

[dearmeitsme]

[jujusjunk]

Arabs are scary

Do we speak of the same Arabs?

[subformuscularalpha]

"Finally you are home. Come here, habibi" Amir met me as I got home after a long day at university.

"I'm tired", I looked at him with a begging look.

"Oh, boy, it's bad. But I think you should have already learnt that my need come first", he looked at me with a serious face. "Get down", he said in a calm but commanding tone.

I threw my backpack on the chair and got down on my knees between Amir's massive thighs.

"That's my obedient boy", he put his naked feet on the table, "Give them a nice massage".

His size 13 feet were huge and covered with some hairs on the upper side and on the toes. I put my hands on one of them and started caressing it.

"Mmm, I love how eager you are to submit to me. You like you place, don't you?"

"I do, my sayyid" I replied looking him into the eyes but without stopping the movements of my hands.

"Good", he smiled and leaned back, while I continued the massage.

I thoughtfully massages each inch of his huge sole and then up to his ancles. It was so humiliating but at the same time it was also a possibility for me to enjoy his body and to show him my respect.

After I repeated the same procedure with his other foot, Amir leaned to me and patted me on the cheek, "Good boy. Now, stand up and strip completely for me”.

I didnas ordered and in a bare moment I was standing naked in front of Amir. Every inch of my soft body was on display for him. All vulnerable and waiting with anticipation of what was about to follow.

“Much better now”, he smirked, “Get here, boy”.

I approached him and climbed on his thighs. With legs spread wide around his waist I sat on his laps, facing him. The head of his growing shaft rubbed through the fabric of his shorts against my exposed hole.

Amir grabbed my head from behind and pulled me into a deep passionate kiss. He reached down teasingly trailing his fingers along my torso. His large hands grabbed my butt cheeks and squeezed them. Then his finger pressed against my entrance, sending a stroke of sensation through my body.

I pulled up Amir's t-shirt to get a hold of his warm firm body. I run my fingers over the edges of his hairy abs. Then I slid my hands up to his massive chest. Amir flexed his pecs and then broke our kiss. Just for a moment to pull off his t-shirt and throw it away. Then he got back to kissing me even with more passion.

My petite body was now pressed against Amir's muscular one. His body hair was scratching against my smooth skin. At the same time my master's thick finger was playing with my ass.

I moved my hands up and tried to put them around Amir's broad back. He was too big. My hands couldn't even reach each other around him.

Every part of Amir's body was huge. Even his fingers. They were long and thick. For comparison, his little finger was the size of my middle and even thicker. Each movement of it inside of my ass ignited fire inside of me, making my small dicklet harder. I was close to cum and Amir knew that. He broke the kiss and looked deeply into my eyes, sending an unspoken message of dominance.

"Hold it, boy. You should learn to control your desires", he continued fingering my hole, teasing that spot deep inside of me.

I moaned and bit my lower lip, "I try... but I can't". I pressed myself closer to Amir's firm body and my cock rubbed against his hairy abs. At the same time the thick finger inside of my ass hit that spot again and I lost control over myself. "I'm sorry..." My dicklet throbbed and spilled a few loads of cum on Amir's torso.

Amir just chuckled, "No need to be sorry, habibi. That little accident only shows how much control I have over you. But that doesn't mean you shouldn't be punished. Right, boy?"

"Yes, Sir", I replied and lowered my head to his abs, already knowing what I have to do. After licking his stomach clean I looked up at him like a dog who brought a stick to his master and is waiting for the next command.

"Good. But you know, it's not all"

I nodded, "I know, Sir. I deserve a real punishment" I lay down on his lap with my ass posed up to him, right in between his thighs.

"I hate to do it because it takes so much time", he gave me a slap, "But you know it's for yours own good, right?" he slapped me again.

"Yes..." I replied.

He continued spanking my ass. His smacks were firm and powerful. They made my whole body flinch. Each slap hurt more than the previous one and they came one directly after another without letting my skin cool down.

[bobemajses]

The Iraqi delegation at the 1932 International Congress of Arab Music in Cairo, Egypt. All the musicians were Jewish with the exception of the singer Mohammad al-Gubenchi.

[folkfashion]

Emirati woman, United Arab Emirates, by Tima Miroshnichenko