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🕊️ Nadin’s Hope: A Mother, A Memory, A Future

Hello, my name is Nadin I’m from Gaza. I’m a graphic design graduate. I’m a wife. And now — I’m a mother.

I finished my design studies just before the war began. I had dreams of starting a small design studio, of making art that told stories. I used to think about colors, fonts, sketches. I used to think about the future.

Then the war came. And the future became something we tried to hold onto, moment by moment.

On October 22, 2023, I was pregnant when a missile destroyed my husband’s family home. 25 members of our family were killed — his mother, his siblings, his nieces and nephews, children. Entire branches of a family tree gone in seconds.

We were displaced twice after that. Everything we had disappeared — home, safety, routine, rest.

A few weeks later, I gave birth to our daughter. There was no crib. No stillness. No celebration.

But she came into the world quietly and beautifully. And in her eyes, I saw something I hadn’t felt in weeks: life that still wanted to grow.

Now, I spend my days holding her and trying to build a world around her that doesn’t shake with explosions.

We don’t know what comes next. There is no clear path. We are walking toward the unknown, step by step — with our daughter in our arms and hope as our guide.

🧡 How You Can Help

This is why I’m asking for support. Not for comfort — but for survival. To help care for one baby girl who entered the world after everything else collapsed.

If you can spare anything, it will help us:

Cover basic needs, so we can breathe and heal

Support a path toward even the smallest stability in a place that has none

My husband manages the donations securely through a U.S.-registered Stripe account. Everything is converted to USDT and exchanged here in Gaza. The rates are difficult — $100 becomes only 245 shekels — but we use every shekel carefully, with full transparency and documentation.

🎨 Sharing a Piece of Me

I want to share more than my need. Over the next few weeks, I’ll begin posting some of my graphic designs from before the war. They are pieces of who I was — and who I still am.

They may not be perfect, but they hold something real: my story before the silence, and my belief that beauty can still live alongside survival.

If you’ve made it this far, thank you. If you can give — thank you. And if you can’t, just sharing this post is a form of support I will never forget.

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YUP. 🥀 people yelled at me for bringing awareness to this so idk wtf is going on anymore 💀

people who say this shit then turn around and thirst over bella pmo

u do know they they’re very open ab their ed right…? and if they see u saying this shit they’re gonna hate u…. right???

gross disgusting behavior literally barfed in my mouth get a life omg

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abby my love pls come home the farm animals miss u 💔

butch cowboy abby who always has a toothpick in her mouth

butch cowboy abby who drives with one arm out the side of her open truck window and has her fingers tapping against the door

butch cowboy abby who is nearly always packing

butch cowboy abby who has a full bush, untrimmed and untouched because why would she mess with something that's already perfect?

butch cowboy abby who loves it when you ride her strap, but especially loves it when you ride her clit

speaking of, butch cowboy abby's clit is thick, just like the rest of her. her favorite thing is when you suck on it on your knees and bury your nose in her bush, genuinely drives her up the wall

butch cowboy abby who prefers to carry you rather than have you walk through the mud and mess up your nice new boots she's just gotten you for your anniversary. you used to insist that you were too heavy, and she'd just scoff and subtly flex. now, you've accepted that your husband can absolutely carry you around everywhere you need <3

butch cowboy abby who brings you flowers she's found in one of her pastures, grinning when you add your own little touch (most of the time, a ribbon from her braid) before displaying them on the big oak kitchen table

butch cowboy abby who only trusts you to cut her hair. no one else. her ends are starting to split? time for her lover to get out the scissors and work their magic

butch cowboy abby who grabs handfuls of your ass, constantly, always finding the time to feel up the fat and muscle there while listening to you talk about your day

butch cowboy abby who got 'dyke' keyed into her black truck, on the drivers door, and kept it ever since. she says it adds an 'artistic' touch

butch cowboy abby who damn near runs for town council in her little dilapidated southern town because she's tired of all the thinly veiled threats and intimidation from the old men

butch cowboy abby who ends up saying fuck it, instead hoisting up a pride flag next to her american flag, high and proudly, just to piss off the bigots

butch cowboy abby who has the best eggs in the entire state. seriously, they sell out so fuckin quick that people are lining up at 6am to get a chance at em. (bonus: she never charges over $4 for a dozen, simply because she doesn't believe in it, and she's got too many damn chickens)

butch cowboy abby who grins like a little kid when you come home from the farmers market with honey sticks, biting the top off of hers and smearing sweet sugar kisses all over your lips as thanks

butch cowboy abby who uses dip when she's had a particularly long day on the farm, whether it be some asshole who tried to overcharge her for a new calf, or an issue with taxes, etc, and you can always tell because her mouth has a sting to it when you make out with her later on

butch cowboy abby who stands with her hip jutted out, and her hands crossed over her chest, making for the most intimidating yet heartwarming sight you've ever seen. her pouty lips draw you in, so, so very deeply, and the subtle tick in her jaw has you runnin laps round the barn

butch cowboy abby who fingers you so good that you couldn't speak, even if you tried. she gets you going so well that you drool all over her, and her favorite is when you're a babbling mess leaning your weight onto her while she makes you feel good

butch cowboy abby who spoons you in the early mornings, sighing quietly into your sun warmed skin as she contemplates sleeping in a little longer instead of tending to her outdoor duties

butch cowboy abby who lets you braid little ribbons and whatnot into her hair, proudly displaying your work, paired her flannels and starched jeans as she lumbers around the farm

butch cowboy abby <3

taglist: @yokedtablet @its6pmsomewhereintheworld @lia-winther @gardengnosticator

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how you can help palestine

*i regularly update this post with any new info i find so please always reblog the original post*

Donations

donations currently reaching gaza:

‼️ help buy e-sims for people in gaza

donate to get food packages to gaza - care for gaza

donate direct aid to gaza - ehab rida (longtime activist and volunteer, has been carrying out donations and humanitarian projects in gaza since 2021)

palestine children's relief fund

world food programme

aid to gaza - taawon/bank of palestine

help gaza’s children

female hygiene kits for gaza - pious project

donate to UNRWA

urgent humanitarian aid to palestinians - anera

medical aid for palestinians

urgent support for medical professionals in gaza

gaza evacs and prosthetics - raindove (link to donations in their bio)

donate to ahmed (@/90-ghost on tumblr)

he is born, raised and based in gaza. please help him reach his goal of $50K to get his family to safety across the rafah border into egypt. as of right now… it’s $7.5K per person to evacuate gaza.

help journalist yousef escape gaza to treat his cancer

help mohamed evacuate gaza to get treatment for himself and his daughter

support palestinians: buy a keffiyeh from the last and only factory in palestine - hirbawi

secondary donations:

click to donate - arab.org

emergency relief for gaza - pious projects

palestine red crescent society

save palestine - islamic relief canada

send medical supplies to gaza - palestinian american medical association

help bring down israel's weapon trade - palaction

donate for the recovery of hisham awartani

one of the three palestinian students shot by a racist in vermont for wearing kufiyas and speaking arabic. hisham’s injuries have left him paralysed from below the chest.

Petitions

‼️ urge icj to invite gazan journalists to testify

international cultural workers to strike from german cultural institutions for their complicity in oppressing palestinians and promoting genocide - strike germany

petition to investigate war crimes committed by israeli military

demand ceasefire - amnesty international

open call for immediate ceasefire

american government call for immediate ceasefire

american government to stop funding israeli military

ceasefire and increase humanitarian assistance - oxfam au

petition to get canva to address their pro-israel stance

invoke the genocide convention to call for ceasefire in gaza - world beyond war

suspend israel from international sports - diem25

UK to expel israeli ambassador - change.org

gaza healthcare workers for nobel peace prize - change.org

teachers around the world demand ceasefire - teachers for palestine

president whitten: reinstate samia halaby retrospective NOW - action network

demand the immediate release of mansour shouman

location specific petitions

gaza call for lasting ceasefire - oxfam (UK)

end israeli occupation - parliament uk (UK)

email your MP - medical aid for palestine (UK)

protect gaza civilians - islamic relief (UK)

stop fuelling genocide - action network (USA)

@ biden: call for ceasefire now - move on (USA)

ceasefirenow.com - jewishvoiceofpeace (USA)

call congress and demand a ceasefire - uscpr (USA - they provide a script of what you should say, so don't worry about it)

note: you can call everyday. they tally the number of calls per issue. so more calls = higher chance for them to take action. p.s. you mainly go to voicemail so don’t worry about phone call anxiety. fight through it just this once please.

no forced displacement! - action network

australia call on israel to stop attacking palestinians - apan (AUS)

immediate ceasefire and increase in humanitarian aid in gaza - actionaid (AUS)

email your MPs - stand with palestine (AUS)

‼️ australian senate to investigate australian citizens in the IDF for war crimes allegations - fpm (AUS)

‼️ arms embargo on israel - cjpme (CANADA)

sign to send letter to MP for ceasefire - nccm (CANADA)

ceasefire now! - ijv (CANADA)

call on your local mayor and council to demand ceasefire - LeadNow (CANADA)

cessez-le-feu et un couloir humanitaire - le mouvement (FRANCE)

écrivez aux député-es et sénateurs-trices - association france palestine solidarité (FRANCE)

write to your député - assemblée nationale (FRANCE)

skydda civilbefolkningen i gaza! - mittskifte (SWEDEN)

singaporeans call for immediate ceasefire (SIN)

contact your elected reps and demand a ceasefire (GERMANY)

write to the EU demanding a ceasefire (EUROPE)

template of letters you can send (EU)

guide on how to contact your MPs in EU

p.s. if the template is outdated, just use it as a guide and add a few sentences here and there that reflect the current situation. i can’t find any recent templates so :/ at least this is something

multiple actions you can take to help palestine - plant een olifbloom (NETHERLANDS)

includes: links for donations, emails to MP, emails to media, links to petitions and demonstrations

den haag, maak nú werk van vrede in israël/Palestina - the right forum (NETHERLANDS)

māori call for palestine - ourActionStation (NZ)

deem israeli actions as war crimes - NZ parliament/pāremata aotearoa (NZ)

basta ao genocídio em Gaza! - awaaz (BRAZIL)

globo e grande mídia, parem de desumanizar civis palestinos - the intercept (BRAZIL)

manifesto ao governo brasileiro - petição pública (BRAZIL)

Campaigns

‼️ justice for palestine

reach out to countries to back up south africa’s invoke genocide convention at the ICJ

‼️ international criminal court

submit evidences of israeli war crimes

friends of al-aqsa

❥ UK-specific

urge your MP to speak up for palestine

hands off al-aqsa

stop administrative detention

petition for UK to stop arming israel

❥ International

boycott puma — email them to end their partnership with israel

boycott coca-cola

islamic relief canada

urge your MP to rally for ceasefire

decolonise palestine

poster campaign to raise awareness on the war crimes being committed against palestinians

text/call campaign for people living in USA

text RESIST @ 50409 to send a letter to your representatives to pass HR3103–a bill that prohibits tax dollars from going to israel

download 5Calls app to contact members of your congress | (more info)

fax campaign for people in the USA

go on this website to send 5 free faxes per day

here’s a link to a pre-written fax copy you can download to send (the first link on the linktree)

here’s a video that explains how to fax your senator (it’s very easy and all you need is a valid email address)

‼️ BDS movement

get involved in boycotting companies associated with israel

palestine diaspora network

global strike guide - join the global strike!

please let me know if you have any more links. i will add them in. and please reblog the original post!!

UPCOMING PROTESTS

PALESTINIAN LITERATURE READING LIST

PALESTINIAN BUSINESSES

-last updated 11/3/24-

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Our nights have become a never-ending nightmare...The bombing comes from every direction, and the sounds of death never leave our ears.We can no longer find a bite to eat, and food prices have become unbearable.My children cry from hunger, and my heart breaks because I can’t feed them.

Donations have stopped, and hopelessness is starting to creep in...Dark thoughts haunt me because I no longer see any light.

But you can make a difference.A small donation could save lives — just $20 could mean survival for an entire family.

Please… don’t leave us alone.💔

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #373 )✅️

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Urgent ‼️ essential 🙏‼️🇵🇸💔

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #373 )✅️

Hi everyone, I'm Ali, 24, from Gaza🍉😔.I'm going through a really tough time right now💔. I lost my job, my house was destroyed, and I lost all my dreams💔😔. It's been really hard on me, and I've been struggling to keep going.I used to be a law student, and I had my heart set on becoming a lawyer. But now, I'm just trying to find a way to make ends meet and feed my family🥹💔.I've started a campaign to try and get them something simple to ease their hunger. I'm reaching out to you with hope, knowing that your support can make a life-changing difference for me and my family. My family and I are facing a difficult time due to the harsh winter weather and the poor condition of our tent.I'm struggling to meet our basic survival needs. I would deeply appreciate any help you could offer.😔🙏

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Abby and her femme girlfriend 🎀

an: this is kind of an add-on to ellie and her femme girlfriend - also sorry if u saw my last post arguing w someone in the ellie x reader tag but i tried to spread awareness ab something someone said in that same tag but no i can’t apparently 🧍erm anyways my posts will probably be slow bc 1. writers block 2. ive been going out w my friends more and 3. i just got a girlfriend and want to give her my attention rn 😋 requests are still open but it might take me like 30 years

- loves when u watch her work out omgyat - she loves looking over at u after she does a set and ur just looking at her arms w these big doe eyes

- loves to read to u !! even if u ask her to reread the same book over and over again, she will gladly do it in a heart beat

- does not like to go shopping but she can’t say no to ur big puppy eyes and a promise to buy her something (by something u mean a new lingerie set that she gets to pick :3)

- she smells soooooo good, you’d snort her like coke if u could and she’s just let u

- loves to watch you do ur makeup - pls sit on her lap while u do it and talk her through everything like a makeup tutorial youtube video. she’ll be distracted obvi but the sweet face she gives u in the mirror is to die for

- all i can think ab is that one popular selfie where the girl is in chokehold by her partners muscles - u defo recreated that selfie

- loves to play with your hair :3 if you do it all nice for her for a date, you’d always let her help take down your hair

- adding onto that, she likes to help you get unready - it’s like you’re her little doll, something she has control over in that very moment. it’s comforting to her in a way and she loves the soft little sighs you let out

- she always watch to serve u and help u but the first time u gave her a back massage? dead to the world. in the beginning she wouldn’t straight up ask u for another massage, feeling too embarrassed, but once massages became a routine, she asks for them constantly. she especially likes when you’re nails are done; the feather like scratch up and down her arms gives her goosebumps

- she loves taking cute bubble baths w u - the first time it happened she came back from an intense workout sesh and just wanted to cuddle with her pretty girl but she found you sitting on the edge of the tub w a fuzzy robe on, holding a bubble bar under the running water. cut to her sitting behind you in the bathtub, arms spread out on the side of the tub, head leaning back w a damp cloth on her forehead. and cut to u w ur clay mask on !!

- do nawt give her sass back bc she will ultimately win - she’s so annoyingly sassy that it makes u wanna kiss her so hard

- i wanna lay on her chest so bad and i also wanna be her personal pillow oh my gyat

- you’re the couple that quietly walks around places; you’re usually holding hands or walking very close together while softly talking to each other or just basking in each others company

- i want to go on an aquarium date w her so bad omg. she’d just quietly walk with u and smile so softly everytime you gasp at a sea creature or go on a ramble about another animal. going into an underwater dome w her would be so romantic, she’s not big on PDA but my god she will cup your face and kiss you under the sharks and stingrays

- always fixed your appearance in public - tucking a stray hand down, pulling your skirt down a little, ties your shoes, thumbs away an eyelash that fell on your cheek, picking off leaves and petals from your clothes

- she’s obsessed w the idea of marrying you; she wants a small wedding in a barn on a sheep / cow field because she knows u like animals :)

- or an aquarium wedding where you have your vows under the stingrays; you sneak away later in the night just to sit outside and look at the city lights, hand in hand with your head leaning on her shoulder

- the BIGGEST teddy bear !! when sleeping she likes to move you with her as she shifts positions - all those muscles makes a really good cuddle buddy

- likes to watch the rain with you, huddled up in some blanket while you sit in between her legs / on her lap

- sometimes you have “recharge” days where you spend the day separately from each other but always come back together at the end of the day <3

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The x reader tag is literally for fics, there are a lot of tags you can use to post your "thinkings"

ok, let me explain this again because apparently im not making any sence.

1.) i only used the x reader tag because the original poster of the nasty message used those tags and i wanted to reach the audience they were trying to reach. please have the same standards with that person if you yell at me for using those tags because their message is completely disgusting and wanted to talk to snd spread awareness to the community they posted to.

2.) the post i made wasn’t even a “thinking” post because it’s common knowledge to not be disrespectful about eating disorders because,,, wtf??? idk that might just be me so.

praying the person in my inbox lets this shit go bc yelling at me is not gonna fix this problem

anyways j will shut up ab this now bc im done arguing for something that’s such a non issue on something im trying to spread awareness ab - if u wanna see what the og said check this post out bc i have the ss therre, thanks and have a good day ~

ps. THE PERSON ALSO POSTED NON RELATED SHIT IN THE X READEE TAG WTF ?????

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keep your think pieces out the x reader tag plz 🥰

uhhh no LOL

i only posted my “thinking” piece in the x reader bc i wanted to reach the audience the op was trying to reach - pls tell them to also keep their nasty opinions to themselves outside of the x reader tags bc wtf LOL

if u don’t wanna listen to my “thinking” even tho it’s kinda common knowledge atp to like not be disrespectful, literally block me or scroll - sorry i wanted to spread awareness ab a nasty comment a user of the community was spreading 🚬

anywayyyyssss, peace and love more fics from me will be kinda slow bc i have a girlfriend now and want to hang out w her and my other friends :3

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people who say this shit then turn around and thirst over bella pmo

u do know they they’re very open ab their ed right…? and if they see u saying this shit they’re gonna hate u…. right???

gross disgusting behavior literally barfed in my mouth get a life omg

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thinking about abby buying a packer.

she ordered it off this website she found a couple weeks ago, having been thinking of getting one for a while now. she hasn’t told you about it yet, but you knew she had been wanting one.

abby all but rips open the box when it finally arrives, holding the fake member in her hand. it’s a lot.. squishier than she imagined. it still feels solid despite the squish, so she can’t complain. it’s a pale color, that of her own skin, and very realistic. throwing the box aside, she waltzes to your shared room and stands in front of the floor length mirror.

nsfw under the cut. 18+ ONLY !

letting her pants fall to her ankles, she places the packer in her boxers, just over her slit. it’s comfortable, she thinks, but it’s a foreign weight between her legs that she likes a lot more than she thought she would. she smiles to herself, a satisfied, almost cackle-like, sound leaving her at the sight of the tent in her boxers.

as she steps out of her pants (to be done with them for the day), she hears the front door open and a sweet “hello?” echo through the apartment.

“in here, baby!” she yells from her place, and soon enough you come bounding into the bedroom, ripped packer box in hand.

“what’s this?” you ask, a knowing smirk on your pretty face. abby gestures down to her boxers, and your eyes trail down to catch the sight. your mouth drops, almost comically, as you stare down at the obvious tent in your girlfriend’s underwear. you step closer, not taking your eyes off it until you’ve stopped directly in front of abby. your hands run up her shoulders, finding home in the nape of her neck. “how’s it feel?”

abby shrugs, a little flustered at your reaction. “i… like it a lot more than i thought i would,” she answers.

“i’m happy, baby,” you respond, leaning in for a kiss. your lips press together, and abby’s arms instinctively find their way to the dip of your waist, absentmindedly squeezing as she pulls you closer. your arms wrap around her neck, and you open your mouth, abby’s tongue immediately exploring the wet cavern. your hips push against her’s and you tense a little as you feel the bulge in her boxers pressing against your now pulsing heat.

“i felt that,” abby teases against your mouth, and you giggle before deepening the kiss even more. it feels as if you two are trying to devour one another, the way your mouths dance in a practiced manner, the way your tongues twist. its like a natural push and pull that has always been between the two of you, and despite all this time, it still feels like the first time.

your fingers pull at the loose strands of her hair at her nape, your nails scratching against her neck and she lets out a sigh. you make a sound, and suddenly abby is grabbing your hand and trailing it down her chest, her abdomen, until your finger traces against the packer. you know exactly what she wants, and your hand wraps around the length. you palm at it, and abby sucks in a deep breath as she bites at your bottom lip, taking it between her teeth and tugging.

you don’t remember how, because suddenly a cloud is filling your head, but you find yourself straddling abby’s strong lap, dress pants long ripped off by your lover, cunt placed firmly against her cock. the solidness under you makes your hips twitch, and your clit glides against her member in your underwear deliciously. “abby,” you whine.

“go ahead, love,” she whispers as she mouths along your neck, leaving wet, messy kisses against your supple skin. “move.”

she doesn’t have to tell you twice. you slowly grind against it, and the friction immediately makes a moan slip out of you, high in pitch and breathy in abby’s ear as you rock yourself against her. her strong hands find the bottom of your shirt and lift up. she makes quick work of your bra, leaving you only in your underwear. she marvels at the sight of you, naked on her lap, a pretty pink blush speckled across your face. there’s a glint in her eye, like marveling at your naked body was like looking at a marble statue of a goddess.

“fuck,” abby starts, breathless as her hands cup your breasts. “you’re so beautiful.” she dives into your chest, leaving dark marks in her wake as she finds her way to your nipple. you continue your ministrations, nails scraping across abby’s shirt as electricity pulses through your positively soaked cunt.

abby stops you, and picks you up to stand on shaky legs. she pulls your panties down, which are absolutely soaked through. abby smiles at them, before she’s wrapping an arm around your waist and practically throwing you onto the bed. you land on your back, and abby crawls in between your open legs. you notice the damp patch you left on her boxers and your cheeks flush. abby follows your eyes, and a smirk finds its way to her freckled face.

“such a messy girl,” she tsks. “all this mess and you were just grinding on my cock,” you flush as she lowers herself between your legs, glancing down at your hot center hungrily. “i guess i should clean you up, huh? can’t have you making a mess on our new sheets.”

you watch abby intently as she kisses down your thigh, leaving dark bites along the way that makes a moan slip out of you each time she bites into the meat of it. she makes her way to your cunt, where she gives a kiss to your swollen clit, making you jolt. it seems like she was going to move to your other thigh, but that kiss to your cunt made her decide to dive right in, licking a broad stripe up your slit before teasing your clit with the tip of her tongue. you arch, and abby fully settles onto her belly on the bed.

if abby loves one thing, it’s eating you out. and she proves it every time. she’s lapping at you like a man deprived of thirst, switching between fucking into your hole with her tongue and sucking on your rapidly pulsing nub. and when she adds a thick finger into your dripping entrance, a loud gasp escapes you. “oh fuck,” you whine as abby quickly find a rhythm between flicking her tongue against your clit and curving her fingers into that spot that has you screaming.

a slew of “fuck” falls from your mouth, drawn out and shaky. and abby’s relentless, but she’s staring up at you with a look of utter adoration the entire time. you try to keep her gaze, mesmerized by her ocean eyes. “gonna cum,” you whimper.

abby doesn’t respond, but instead moans against your cunt, signaling to you that she knows. she keeps up her pace, never faltering as you come undone underneath her, legs snapping shut against her head as you convulse, a broken moan leaving your throat as your orgasm rips through you. abby helps you through it before slowing down, and marveling at you laid on the bed, eyes unfocused and mouth agape. you look absolutely ruined and abby smirks from sheer satisfaction.

her face is glistening in your slick, and to your (non)surprise, abby is bringing her fingers to her mouth and cleaning them off. your cunt pulses again, and you nudge her hip with your foot. her eyebrow quirks up, an almost knowing look on her face as she licks her fingers clean. “words, princess.” she says.

“i want you to fuck me,” you say shamelessly. abby smiles, immediately climbing off the bed and going to the closet, wiping her mouth off on her shirt in advance. she pulls said shirt off, and discards it on the floor. she drops her boxers, now completely naked as she bends down into your closet and straps the harness onto her heavy hips. the silicone cock stands proud between her thick thighs, and it’s truly a delectable sight to see. your heart flutters at the thought of being the only one to see this.

she slicks the cock with lube, and finds her way back to between your legs. your hips shift to more comfortably take her, and she hooks one of your legs around her waist, holding it there with her hand, thumb lovingly rubbing your calf. she rubs her cock along your cunt, letting it glide against your puffy clit. she leans down to give you a peck before she’s entering you easily, bottoming out almost instantly. you moan, and she catches your neck in her mouth as she begins a slow, steady pace. she pulls out to the tip, and then plunges back in to the hilt. your other leg wraps around her waist, your hands finding purchase on her strong shoulders. you’re so full of abby, her cock, her scent — salty sweat and a natural sandalwood. she crashes her lips to yours, swallowing moans you didn’t even know were falling from you. she moans back, like she can feel how your velvety walls clench around her cock.

every punch of her hips is intentional, and every time she thrusts in she brings tears to your eyes. you feel them slipping down your cheeks as she speeds up, wrapping her arms around your shoulders and moulding your bodies together, so close you can’t tell where you end and she begins. “i love you,” you whisper in her ear as she licks the trail of tears along your cheek.

a mantra of “i love you, i love you, i love you” falls from abby’s mouth, like saying it once wasn’t enough. like she has to shout it to the heavens, let even the most feared gods hear her absolute devotion to you. only you.

she moves an arm down to your begging clit, thumb moving in clumsy circles against it. she keeps going at it, and your legs start to tense around her as your second orgasm washes like a wave through you.

“that’s it, baby,” abby sings. “just like that, cum on my cock baby. you’re such a good girl, such a perfect little slut.”

she slows as you slump against the bed, the ocean that was your orgasm now receding like the tide leaving the shore. abby doesn’t pull out yet, not ready to lose the closeness as she kisses along your hair line. you lay there, hazy and blissful, unfocused eyes trying to focus on her serene face. she’s panting, and her face is covered in a sheen of sweat, and she has never looked more beautiful than right now.

“i love you,” you say, grabbing her face and kissing her. “you’re fucking amazing. you make me feel so good.”

“i love you,” she responds. she finally pulls out, letting herself fall onto the mattress next to you. after a few seconds, she holds up a fist. “good game.”

you giggle, fist bumping her. “good game, baby.”

a/n: uh… this got out of hand. anyways enjoy !

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HEADCANONS | SEVIKA × SLEEPY! WIFE! READER

notes : lol sorry for the long wait, i tried to make it quite long :3

content : pure fluff, the tittle it's self explanatory

You fall asleep in the car every time. Doesn’t matter if it’s a five-minute drive or an hour. Sevika drives with one hand and rests the other gently on your thigh, rubbing circles while you snore softly.

She’s found you asleep on laundry piles, the kitchen table, and even half off the bed. Instead of waking you, she just makes sure you’re warm and safe and takes a picture for her private album.

Sevika secretly times in her mind how long it takes you to doze off during movie nights. Your record is 52 minutes into the film.

You always insist you're not tired. While yawning and curled up in a blanket. Sevika raises one brow: “Sure, babe. Wide awake.”

She loves it when you nap on her chest. Your breath warms the space right over her heart, and she swears nothing calms her nerves like that.

Sometimes you fall asleep mid conversation, You were talking about how hard it was to make a perfect cake, then your voice went slower and lower till the room was in silence. Sevika just chuckles and finishes your sentence for you before covering you with a throw blanket.

She’s developed the stealth of a trained assassin. Walking around the house in near silence to avoid waking you, especially if you’ve been having light sleep.

You always nap after meals. Sevika picks up your empty plate, kisses your forehead, and whispers, “I’ll clean up. Just rest.”

She adores your sleepy voice. That soft, raspy mumble when you call her name with your eyes still closed makes her melt instantly.

You cling to her like a koala in your sleep. Sevika has mastered the art of staying still for hours just so you can rest peacefully.

You fall asleep in public. she just places her hand on your thigh and keeps talking like nothing happened.

She has to carry you to bed most nights. And she pretends to complain, but you catch her smiling every time, remembering how she walked with you in her arms the day of your wedding

You fall asleep while waiting for her to get ready for work, and she sneaks back to the room just to watch you rest ( she tells silco she's reaaaaaly sick that day just to get a whole day with you ).

When you nap on the couch, she watches over you like a guard dog. Anyone who even thinks about waking you up will get the glare.

You sleep with your hand on her chest or stomach. She won’t move a muscle until you shift first.

She has a soft spot for how you mumble her name in your dreams. “Vika…” and she’s feeling her cheeks hot in the dark of the room..

She keeps extra blankets everywhere. One in the car, two in the living room, one folded on her office chair, just in case her sleepy wife gets tired again.

She’s tried to tease you about how much you sleep. But you looked at her with half-lidded eyes and said, “You love it,” and she couldn’t argue.

Sometimes she wakes up in the middle of the night just to watch you breathe. Then, she kisses your forehead and goes back to sleep.

She’s your favorite mattress. Even in summer, even when it’s too hot, your head always finds her chest or thigh.

You always nap in her worn out T-shirts. Sevika pretends not to notice—but she keeps giving you more of them.

You fall asleep face down during massages. Sevika kisses the back of your neck, adjusts your pillow, and keeps rubbing your back until you start snoring.

Your naps are sacred to her. She rearranges her schedule so she can hold you when you need rest.

If anyone jokes about how much you sleep, she’ll glare at them. “She works hard. Let her rest.”

When you fall asleep in the bath, Sevika gently scoops you out, dries you off, and tucks you in like you’re made of porcelain.

She loves coming home to find you curled up on the couch, book forgotten in your lap. It makes her chest ache—in a good way.

She memorized your sleep patterns. She knows when you’re dreaming, when you're restless, and how to soothe you without waking you.

You always fall asleep first, but wake up with Sevika already watching you. She greets you with, “Hey, sleeping beauty,” and kisses your temple.

When she’s away on business, she knows you have trouble sleeping. So she adopted a fluffy pet for you. It's not the same as her cuddling you, but it works.

No matter how many years pass, she never gets tired of watching you sleep.

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happy father’s day to my baby daddy, abby anderson 😋🙏

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Imagine Sevika being so down bad for her girlfriend she won’t say a word if she humble her, like:

They’re just having a good night at the Last Drop and someone start to say shit to you and it just—

Sevika: *stands up* take that back you fucker—

Reader: Sevika sit down.

Sevika: *sits down* or keep it, I’m fucking confused.

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made a ramble blog !!!

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never knew how bad i needed this omg

18+ only. Smut.

Mental health challenges do not easily faze Abby. I think this is in part because of her own experiences with them, but it likely made an impact, her being raised by doctors. I feel like she’d be the type of girl to learn about what you’re struggling with, freckled nose in a book until everything clicked. It wouldn’t be a smooth journey, but she’d be right there beside you, through the highs and lows.

Let’s talk about how she handles you when you’re facing hypersexuality. I’ve yet to see these headcanons, so why don’t we just dive right in? Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on where you stand with it, I happen to know quite a bit about this particular topic.

I want to preface this by saying that I’m speaking from personal experience, as a sufferer of PTSD, but that hypersexuality can present across many conditions. If it looks different for you, that’s okay. If you have PTSD, but you experience the opposite, that’s okay, too. There’s another one coming down the line for that. I see you and you're not alone.

Tonight, we’re going to squash the stigma and get a little hot while we’re at it.

Your busy little arousal systems are misfiring left and right, and Abby knows. She feels it like a crackle in the air. You’re standing in the kitchen, tapping a spatula against your thigh, waiting for the oil to spatter hot so you can make her dinner. The thoughts inside your head are at war again and she sees the way your brows furrow while you fight to overcome them.

It is everywhere. Your toes. Spilling down your shoulders. Quick flutters ricocheting between your ribs. You cannot shake it, the sweet, insufferable desire dominating your nervous system.

The lights are a little too bright. Your clothes are too heavy. If Abby took you outside to the track, you would run laps around her. But you tap the spatula against your leg. Over and over and over.

You’ve had these conversations before. She’s insisted. The first time she noticed the pattern, you oscillating between numbness and intense waves of overdrive, she made it a priority to talk it out. To see what you need, and why. To understand how to make it safe for the both of you, and when to meet you halfway when you’re stumbling.

But you still battle the guilt of it all. Because sometimes, when life gets bumpy, and stress is climbing the very walls of you, sex is the only thing that helps you feel something. It’s empowering to reconnect with your body. To mend the wounds of past hurts through intimacy and physical touch. It’s playful and fun and freeing. Other times, though, it’s deeply dysregulating, and the very act of being seen like that fills you with shame.

Or it did before Abby entered the picture.

Because she cradles it all. She listens. And she holds you through every second.

Those 3am aches that pull you from sleep and have you sliding your hand down your stomach and lower, before you even have time to ask her for help. The early mornings in the shower when your only thought as the water is warming is how soon you can move the showerhead between your thighs to ease the relentless throb. The days she hurries home after a long shift to find you in her oversized sweatshirt, hips lifting from the mattress while she smirks from the doorway.

She’d read your text twice and didn’t even stop to toe off her boots before clocking out of the shop and taking the back roads to skip rush hour.

I just want your weight on me. I’m squirmy and I need you to press it all down. Please come home soon, Abigail.

She doesn’t tease you for it. Even when there’s more than enough room for a well meaning poke to the ribs, because you trust her above anyone else. Because every once in a while, teasing is intimate, too.

But your body isn’t a joke to her. She helps make sex an anchor, not an escape, and it’s a point of great importance to her.

For the past couple of weeks, she has noticed you have been clingier. She’s been on the ball with your desperation to shut off the noise. In ways you don’t always recognize yourself. It’s subtle at times. Easily missed by someone who doesn’t feel you the way she does. Your pinky curling around hers on the couch as your thighs squeeze under the blanket. The way you drop your head onto her shoulder just to be close, her fingers firmly gripping your thigh until you ask for a little bit more.

She knows it’s grounding for you, just to feel her near. All the wordless ways she tells you it’s okay to be confused and frustrated. That you’re allowed to tilt your head with eager pink spilling across your cheeks, inviting her to press her forehead to yours while she whispers for you to match her breathing.

And she knows when it’s not enough. She knows when it’s time to break down your walls and take turns unravelling each other, whether in sensual gentleness or with much, much less restraint. She’s protective and steady, but she’s also divinely primal and human all on her own.

“Abby.”

She blinks awake, a quiet smile on her face, and hums. The bedframe creaks.

“Tell me what you need.”

And then she waits. Blinks midnight from her blue eyes and clears her throat. Shifts to better face you. She watches the familiar worries flicker in your eyes. The fears of being too much. Too messy. The burden of waking her from a peaceful sleep when you want her to rest, but your nerves are on fire.

For her, where you’re concerned, there’s only room for more heat.

“Hey—look at me, yeah? Hi, my girl. There you are. Need me to take control? Can I touch?”

Maybe she doesn’t have to. Just the gravel in her voice and the way she drags her hunger over your burning body without flinching is enough to get you there. And maybe you need her rough hands on your skin so badly, all you can do is beg for them in broken whimpers.

She takes care of you when you’re soft.

I miss your smell. I need your voice in my ear.

She takes care of you when you’re wild.

I keep trying to be good, but I need you to fuck the crazy out of me. Please.

She cherishes every piece of you because, to Abby, loving you is the easiest thing she’s ever done.

And maybe, if you asked her in private, the very hottest.