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I am BEGGING someone to make a s3x pollen fic about Sergei Kravinoff and a fem! reader, I NEED THIS.

Me after going to the search tab and seeing my recent searches, aka, desperate attempts to find a fic like this:

"What’s that notion app on your phone?"

The girl community has suffered a terrible loss today. Rest in peace Shelley Duvall. 🕊️

In one corner of Gaza, drowning in destruction and echoing with suffering, sat Umm Saleh, a woman in her fifties, beside her modest tent hastily erected after losing her home in the latest bombardment. Her face told stories of patience and resilience, with lines of time etched on it as if they were records of unforgettable events.

Umm Saleh, who once lived in a small house filled with the voices of her children, now bore witness to the agony of displacement. She was forced to flee with her children after a shell hit their home, leaving behind years of memories and simple belongings she never imagined would become unattainable.

Every morning, Umm Saleh leaves her tent in search of sustenance to feed her children. She goes to bakeries providing aid, waiting for hours under Gaza’s scorching sun. Despite the exhaustion that weighs down her frail body, she carries the bread, dampened with her tears, and returns with a fake smile that conceals the worries of a mother striving to protect the remnants of her family.

At night, when everyone else is asleep, Umm Saleh remains seated at the entrance of the tent, gazing at the dark sky. She reminisces about the days gone by, about her home that was once filled with warmth, and about her elderly, ailing husband of 70 years. Despite the pain, she finds remnants of hope in her heart—a hope for a day when peace will return and her children and grandchildren will live in a new home brimming with joy.

In moments of solitude, Umm Saleh finds solace in prayer and supplication. She implores God to protect Gaza and its people and to wipe away the dust of sorrow from everyone’s hearts. She often repeats, "We are here to remind the world that we are stronger than war, and we will rebuild our lives anew, no matter the cost."

Umm Saleh is not just a displaced woman but a symbol of patience and strength in the face of harsh circumstances. Her story, like the stories of thousands of mothers in Gaza, embodies the continuous struggle for life in a land torn apart by war, yet still blossoming with hope.

Hello, my dear🫂

I'm Lama and my husband Mohammed and I have been living in this war for 11 months under hunger, destruction and displacement from one place to another every while, and we suffer from a lack of food, medicine, and personal care tools.😞🍉🍉🇵🇸

Our beautiful 6-story house was destroyed, and our car was bombed, my husband and I lost our work, and we were without work and without income for 11 months, my husband supported a whole family and my husband needs a necessary operation for an expensive amount because his health is bad.😞💔🍉🇵🇸

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Every dollar makes a difference and saves our lives.

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Please help this beautiful woman and her husband get to safely!! 🫶🏻🇵🇸❤️

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DMC crew on their way to a job:

Me after I’m not able to talk about my interests:

I’m going crazy oh my god.

I WANT THIS MAN IN MY BED RIGHT NOW. Pretty please. 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻