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The sigil was drawn in salt and ash, the candles lit at the pentagram points, the incantation declaimed.

There was a shimmer - a demon appeared.

"Curious. What ritual is this?"

"I got it from ChatGPT. I included all protections in my prompt!"

"I see," the demon said and stepped out of the sigil.

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My children are collapsing from severe hunger. Their frail bodies can’t endure anymore, and their eyes search in vain for food or nutritional supplements.

Hamoud, my youngest son, faints from malnutrition, and with every fainting spell, a piece of his childhood is stolen.

(In my previous post, I shared his photo, but Tumblr hid it due to the distressing nature of the image.)

No food. No medicine. No supplements, Only deadly hunger and a disturbing global silence.

I withdraw donations daily just to buy bread, and nothing remains. Prices are unimaginably high.

I urgently need 5 packs of children's nutritional supplements each costing €20.

Your donation today is their only lifeline.🙏

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Sun doesn't seem to be the type to wreck someone. Like I'm pretty sure about it. In fact I dare him to do it! He can't 😌

Really? :) you that sure???

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call me crazy but I think Kyle not talking this whole episode represents the fatigue of having to constantly lecture people about basic compassion.

Like, Kyle has always been headstrong and morally correct, and seeing soooo many people take a stance that actively oppresses and harms others makes him feel compeletly hopeless.

The world has become one where Cartman (the racist, bigoted one) has become the norm, imagine Kyle having to lecture and deal with more than one Cartman everyday?

Kyle was never afraid to raise his voice and opinion, but going on for so long and seeing no change will cause some irreparable exhaustion.

Idk I know it's a small thing and may have not been the intention, but that's the way I interpreted this.

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🚨Very dangerous 🚨

I was forced to take a photo of my little son as he cried, saying, “Baba, I’m hungry.” His condition has become extremely dangerous. My heart is breaking, and tears fill my eyes not just because of his hunger, but because of my complete helplessness in the face of his pain.🥹

If anyone wishes to verify my son's condition, you can contact me on WhatsApp and see the reality through a video call.

I will blur his face for privacy, but I have shared the photo with trusted friends whom you can reach out to for confirmation. They are @schoolhater , @fifthnormani

We’ve reached the harshest stage of this genocide. Hunger is at its worst since the war began, and the threat of death is getting closer.

Please donate before it’s too late.🙏

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Tumblr is good for creative types because the tag system lets you be truly deranged about how much you like it without feeling as Exposed as a Comment Section

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Fair and Square

Clark Kent & Lois Lane

A/N: The only reason why this wasn't posted RIGHT AFTER I saw the movie was because I was working on the 10K words I still had left to write for my original story. Anyway- here we go.

P.S. I wrote this after eating breakfast for dinner ehehe.

Summary: Lois wants to have a fair tickle fight. Kinda hard if your boyfriend is Superman. (Also on AO3)

Word Count: 1.3K

Breakfast for dinner. Lois rolled her eyes fondly while she did the dishes, the scent of egg and bacon still lingering in the kitchen. She was spoiling him, but in all honesty, Clark sometimes deserved to be spoiled. Especially after, well yeah, saving the world and all.

"That was delicious. Thank you," she suddenly heard him say behind her, very close, and before she could turn around, he wrapped his arms around her middle.

"Don't get used to it," she said with a smile. Clark hummed and kissed her shoulder. Then he leaned his chin on her, watching and waiting while she finished the dishes.

"You know, Superman?" Lois said when at last everything was clean. She cut off the water and turned around.

"What is it, Miss Lane?" he asked with that charming smile. He made a funny face when she cupped his cheeks with her wet hands, and she gave him a kiss.

"You haven't properly thanked me yet for saving you," she said.

Clark frowned. "I didn't?"

He was probably remembering the very blissful night they spent afterwards, and how much he had spoiled her.

"Doesn't count," Lois said with a smirk.

"Oh! Oh, of course. What do you want? I could fly you somewhere?"

Lois scrunched up her nose and shook her head. "Pass." It didn't sound too bad, but she already had something else in mind.

"Dinner?" Clark asked.

"We just had it," Lois said.

"Ah! So you want it right now. Uh," Clark sputtered, so Lois poked his nose and gave him another kiss.

"I want that tickle fight you've been denying me all this time. Fair and square."

"Huh? But Lois, we've been over this. You know I'm too ticklish-"

"I know~"

"So you should know that fair and square is still off the table. I'll have to use my superpower, as a reflex!"

Lois laughed out loud. He was the literal cutest.

"Clark Kent. No, Superman. I saved your life. Sure you can at least try to have a tickle fight against me. If you're afraid you'll use your powers, then just don't do anything at all, I'm okay with that," Lois said as she shrugged, although she preferred to have him try at least to tickle her back.

Not that he never tickled her, the cheater with his super strength. But Lois was just sure that if Clark was a normal human, without using his powers and without his super strength backing him up, then she would be the one to win every single tickle fight.

"I'm not sure, Lois," Clark said, but he used zero of that strength when she dragged him to the living room. There she let go of his hand and stood in position.

"Just try, Clark. I tickle you, you tickle me, I'll win the fight, it won't be that hard."

"Oh so you'll win the fight huh?" Suddenly adorably competitive, Clark also stood in position right opposite her. They both bent their knees a little and spread their arms, as if they were going to wrestle.

Well, wrestling was something Lois would definitely lose, but...

"Three," she started.

"Two...." Clark joined her with counting. "ONE!"

Clark still may have been hesitant since he remained right where she was while Lois charged at him like a bull. She tackled him, and although he didn't even budge, he did wobble a little as soon as she dug her fingers into his sides.

"HAha- Lohohois! H-hold ohohon!"

"Hold on? We just counted down. You do know how a tickle fight works, right Clark?" she said defiantly, wiggling her fingers rapidly up and down his sides.

"Yehehes but- ahahah!" Clark wobbled again, twitching everytime she switched to a new spot. He indeed kind of failed to tickle her back, if he was even trying.

"Come on Superman, is that really all you've got?" He lowered his hands, and although she was pleased it looked like he was about to tickle her back, Lois immediately took this very seriously and jumped away to dodge his hands.

Moving right behind him, she clawed at his ribs, knowing very well how sensitive he was there.

"LAAH- Lois! Hehehe!"

She smirked. Adorable. Clark tried to turn around to follow her, but she merely danced around him, tickling his ribs, sliding her finger down his spine and making him giggle and even cackle.

"I guess this won't count either," Lois said cockily while she continued to tickle him. "This really can't be called a tickle fight, Clark."

She tickled him, he laughed. She tickled him more, he laughed more. Maybe she should've given him a chance to tickle her back, but once Clark was laughing, it was like playing music. Like her favorite song.

Now, no one would stop their favorite song right in the middle, right? Right.

"AHH!" Clark backed away when she moved back in front of him to poke his ticklish tummy, and he stumbled clumsily. Even his stumble was strong as he accidentally knocked a chair over and quickly turned around to make sure it wouldn't hit the floor.

That was when Lois immediately tickled his armpits. "Lohohois! N-nohoho!"

Clark held onto the chair and squirmed and danced hilariously. While getting tickled, he managed to get the chair back in position, and Lois immediately reached for both his shoulders and pushed him down.

She wasn't strong enough to literally push Superman down, but, she was convincing enough. Clark immediately obeyed and sat on the chair. She sat on top of him, straddling him while she continued to tickle, this time his neck and ears.

"Do you surrender, Superman?"

It was a one-sided tickle fight alright, but she was still enjoying this immensely.

"Nohoho! Lois- hehehe!"

"Then tickle me back. I dare you."

He didn't just yet and he laughed and squealed hilariously when his neck got tickled more.

"I wohohon't!"

Lois shrugged. "You won't surrender, and you won't tickle me back. I guess we'll be stuck here," she sighed. Just as she was scanning him to find her next target, she was surprised to finally feel his hands on her.

"Eep!" she squeaked. His hands had found both her sides and tickled her very carefully.

"Are you really trying?" Lois asked afterwards, not even giggling when he tried to tickle her back. She moved her hands back and wriggled her fingers between his arms and sides to tickle him again.

"AHeh! I'm juhust- hehehe!" Clark giggled. He tried to tickle her back more, but Lois still had the upperhand.

"You're just too ticklish," Lois said matter-of-factly while keeping up her attack. She continued to straddle him and she needed minimal effort to keep control over this 'tickle fight'.

"I sahahaid so! Whahaha!"

The laugh on Clark's face was so mesmerizing, so sweet, so innocent... Lois found herself lost in it, and the longer she stared at him, the more distracted she got. Her fingers lost their rhythm, and - oh, Clark suddenly twitched heavily and she lost her balance.

Falling backwards, she was caught by him, and within a sudden flash, he stood up with Lois in his arms, bridal style.

"Are you done?" Clark asked breathlessly. Lois hummed.

"I think so, that was the worst tickle fight ev-AH! Clark- w-wait!" Lois cried when he slowly carried her towards the bed. The one place where Clark did dare to wreck her. With a soft surface underneath her, no risk of falling, no risk of getting hurt, and comfort for both.

"CLAHARK! F-FAIR AHAND SQUAHARE! Eehhehehe! T-this isn't- ahahaah!" Lois shrieked when he pinned her down, keeping her arms together with just one hand while the other went after her armpit, ribs and side.

"It was never fair and square," Clark said with a cute grin, and alright - Lois accepted that it was going to be very hard to have an equal tickle fight with Superman.

So, taking turns like this, making each other laugh until they couldn't breathe, she would have to settle with this as her only way to have a tickle fight with her boyfriend, a.k.a. Superman.

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Daily update (64)

Here are the details of the cost for just one meal a day a simple lentil dish, currently the cheapest option in the black market:

- 1 kg of lentils = €10

- A large family needs 3 kg = €30

- 1 kg of flour = €25

- We need 2 kg = €50

- Firewood for cooking = €5

- Salt and spices = €5

Total = €90 (without fees)

Total with banking fee (+45%) = €130.5

This means €130.5 is the cost for my family of 23 people to prepare just one basic meal in a single day.

Sadly, we have no income only your compassion and support can help us survive, Please don’t leave us alone.

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Tickled Pink

Jinu & Rumi

A/N: Back from vacation with a jet lag and a spontaneous new little fic! I watched this movie during my flight and loved it so much!

Summary: Things are funny when Rumi shows Jinu some internet memes, and they get even funnier when in the middle of it all, she discovers this demon is actually ticklish. (Also on AO3)

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The night was just for the two of them again. Although Rumi felt bad for keeping her nightly outings, apart from her whole identity, a secret from Zoey and Mira, she also couldn't help but feel... great.

She watched Jinu point at a distant billboard promoting the Saja Boys, looking all smug and proud, and where she might have felt extremely frustrated days ago, right now she felt... alright.

"Sure like seeing your own face everywhere huh?" Rumi said with a smirk.

Jinu shrugged. "It has its charms~"

"Do demons keep track of the internet as well? You'll be amazed to see what's all on there," Rumi said.

Amazed, pleased, disgusted, there were many emotions to go paired with everything hidden on the internet.

"I know about the intranet," Jinu said knowingly without really answering her question. Rumi rolled her eyes.

"Internet. Come here," she said as they stopped walking in an abandoned little park. Jinu accepted her invitation and stood right beside her. So close they were touching. Why did he have to smell so nice?

Jinu's tiger and bird were right behind them as if watching along while Rumi took out her phone to show them the treasures of the internet.

Saja Boys memes.

"Wow wow," Jinu said when she started scrolling, showing him meme after meme, including videos, GIFs, edits, and more. It took a simple Saja Boys search to find some of the best. She did not show him her secret hidden collection of her favorite Jinu memes though.

There were many. Some funny, some funnier, some cringeworthy, and some were just classic.

"People make these?" Jinu asked, frowning. He didn't really laugh at the ones that were supposed to be funny, but he did seem quite amused.

"Yup, people are creative. Wait until we check out the literature part. The fanfiction. Hehe... Tickled pink?" Rumi pronounced smugly as she showed him an edit where someone had made Jinu wear Baby Saja's outfit. His facial expression looked really happy and the text literally said JINU TICKLED PINK.

"Looks good on you," she added, grinning to see his surprised reaction.

"Huh? I'm not tickled, and I'm not pink," Jinu said, sounding adorably flustered to see the outfit swap edit. The pink sweater and yellow hat actually looked quite cute on him.

"Come on, I'm sure you've seen and done worse on those variety shows you're joining. Man oh man," Rumi chuckled. "By the way, you know tickled pink is just an expression right? Or wait, I forget I'm talking to the guy who thought 'Save the Date' actually meant..."

She paused, blushed herself, and stared for a moment to observe Jinu's expression.

"Don't tell me you're actually tickl-"

"No."

Rumi's eyes widened and she burst out in loud laughter. "That was not smooth Jinu. Are you ticklish for real? Did 'tickled pink' somehow trigger you?"

"Nah."

Jinu casually turned away and Rumi grabbed his shoulder and turned him back.

"What! Demons aren't ticklish! They can't be!" he chirped, his voice hilariously pitchy.

"Well, then prove it?" Rumi put away her phone and wiggled her fingers at him.

"No, you prove it!" Jinu argued and he caught both of her hands. For a fleeting moment Rumi held her breath when they held hands just like that, but then she shrugged.

"Sure, I will prove it." She swiftly pulled one hand free and tickled his side.

"HOOH!" Jinu let out the most hilarious shriek and jumped in the funniest way, inviting Rumi to laugh right along while keeping up her tickle attack. She had plenty of tickle wars with Zoey and Mira. Been there, done that.

"Hehehey! Come ohohon! Wahahah!" Jinu made a funny dance move while he tried to wriggle free, but Rumi was relentless. She grinned triumphantly to see how effective her attack was with immediate results.

"Demons aren't ticklish huh? So what does that make you? Not a demon? Just a ticklish Saja Boy?" She experimented with a few pokes a little higher, creeping her fingers up his ribs, and Jinu yelped and backed away.

His fluffy tiger stood behind him, making sure he wouldn't fall, and as he leaned against the tiger, Rumi made herself comfortable too.

"Thank you for helping, just keep him right there," she said sweetly, pinning Jinu in between her and the tiger and going for the tummy attack. Ticklish boys like Jinu were bound to have ticklish tummies.

"Ahahahha now thahat's n-nohohot fahahair!"

Very ticklish.

Rumi couldn't stop smiling. Of all the crazy things that happened lately, this had to be a favorite.

"Don't think that'll work," she said cockily when Jinu tried to tickle her back. She tickled him under his arms everytime he tried, making him drop his arms with the most entertaining squealing noises.

"AHhahah!" He threw his head back and squirmed. Who would have thought? A demon, defeated by mere tickling?

"I'm a hunter. You can't take me down," Rumi said, quickly shaking her head when that reminded her of the song she and the girls were trying to write. That seemed so faraway and distant right now, covered by the sweet blissful moment of tickling Jinu until his voice was making funny sounds.

"Ahahalright! Then I y-yield ahahah! D-dohohon't!"

"Already? Boring~ You're really that ticklish?"

So very amusing. The fact that despite being a demon, Jinu had still seemed very aware of the concept of tickling, even getting flustered just to hear the phrase 'tickled pink', would either mean he was a demon who observed people tickling each other, or that demons actively engaged in tickle fights among themselves.

The latter was a fun thought as Rumi imagined the Saja Boys going at one another. A demon tickle fight. Now that would give the internet some nice content. Were all Saja Boys this ticklish? Just Jinu? Did the others tickle him?

Rumi's thoughts and imaginations ended up distracting her just a little too much and all of a sudden within a quick flash, their positions had swapped. She now felt the soft fur of the tiger as she was pressed against the spirit animal with Jinu towering over her, looking breathless, pretty cute, and also vengeful.

"You - didn't - have - to - do - that," he said. Demon or not, he looked pretty defeated by all that. He really was that ticklish huh. Still smirking smugly, Rumi shrugged.

"I actually did. That was fun."

"Don't you think I'm not going to tickle you back?"

She shook her head, still confident. "I'd like to see you try."

Despite still looking flustered, Jinu smirked. "Challenge accepted."

Underestimating the demon she just tickled to death might be among Rumi's many regrets in life, but she could not even worry too much about this new regret. Within seconds Rumi found herself sprawled on the ground, literally, while Jinu attacked her with impressive and a little terrifying strength.

Didn't she just tickle him to death? Clearly not.

"EEEEHEEEEK! Nohooho- h-how cahahan you- heheeheheey!" Perhaps she had been a little too confident. But how could she not after making Jinu squirm the way he did?

"A ticklish hunter, noted," he said as if this ticklish demon had any right to be this smug about it.

"YOU AHHAHARE SO DEHEHEAD!"

"I thought you would like to see me try? This is me trying."

Him trying literally meaning wiggling his fingers all over her stomach and sides, her ribs, even under her arms, shit!

"OKAHAHAHAY! You wihihihin, ahahaha-eeeheheheeek!" Rumi usually wouldn't surrender this quickly, but the way Jinu was smirking at her while his fingers dug into her worst tickle spots, making her shriek and bounce in the most uncharming ways, it was just madness and so embarrassing!

"What did you just say?"

Bastard!

"YOU WIN - eeheeheheek!"

"Hmm, maybe this is how I can make you do anything for me. You know, surrender to us demons? Or... have the HUNTRIX run some errands for us? Anything should be possible?"

He really was a demon alright.

"STOHohop thihinking while-AAHahah!" Rumi kicked her legs and flailed her arms, accidentally hitting tiger a few times, inviting the animal to sit by her side and rub against her face as if to apologize for anything. The bird with its little hat did the same and sat by her side, spectating her downfall.

"YOU WIIIIIN! Jihihinu plehehease!"

The tables had turned big time. He stopped his attack and held out his hand.

"Alright. Friends again?"

.... Rumi caught her breath and hesitated for a moment, taking in all the thoughts and feelings that overwhelmed her right now, and they weren't just humiliation and embarrassment.

"We were never friends, geez!" was her flustered reply as she held onto the tiger instead and helped herself up. She hugged the fluffy animal and breathed heavily.

"Your owner is the worst demon ever," she whispered, and she turned her head to see Jinu finally continuing their walk. She smiled. The worst, but also very weak to tickling himself, and although he may have won this time, it was not something she would simply let go!

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people in books and tv shows are always getting so upset they throw an untouched meal in the trash. that would never be me. i'd receive the worst news of my life and still be like Let me put this in the fridge.

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i’m obsessed with how every single person can be stupid in their own special way and infinitely smart in another. simultaneously

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your discord pfp and your tumblr pfp are locked in a room together. what happens?

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50% #the best lee, 49% #sam winchester, 1% dumbass.

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I want to take a heaping batch of #a really long hug and spread it all over me like I’m that peanut butter baby. You know the one.

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In Gaza,

famine has reached its peak..

Flour has become a rare commodity, with most aid shipments looted by armed gangs or seized by starving civilians before reaching humanitarian organizations. Consequently, flour is sold in markets at exorbitant prices, ranging from 300 to500 per 25 kg bag, making it unaffordable for most families. Children are suffering from severe malnutrition, with nearly every child at risk of famine. Bakeries have shut down, and markets are empty.

I appeal to you for assistance. Any support or sharing of this message could make a difference. Your help could save lives. Thank you.

✅ Vetted by @nabulsi, my number verified on the list is #219.