Find The Difference-

This is not including all the children who are lifeless underneath the rubble and not including the ones that were obliterated to the point where they cannot be identified. Free Palestine

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Song @iamkarimmm

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imessage games - masterlist

— you message the wrong number while trying to look for someone to play imessage games with you, hence meeting tsukishima kei

status: completed (10/11/20-10/26/20)

warnings: swearing and MAYBE suggestive content

genre: strangers to lovers, college!au

taglist: maybe,, if anyone wants to read this PLS this smau was such a random idea i doubt anyone would want to read it (just shoot me a message or reply on here if u wanna be part of the taglist)

A/N: my first ever smau n i just had to base it off the most random idea i got! i apologize for my bad humour and how ALL OVER THE PLACE this smau is going to be (20+ parts in total)

y/n & friends | tsukishima & crew

part 1: wrong number

part 2: a game of mancala

part 3: mission

part 4: convenience store boy

part 5: statistics

part 6: freaky math girl

part 7: the plan

part 8: wait a minute

part 9: traitors

part 10: interesting

part 11: y/nphobia

part 12: let’s sell her

part 13: my number one

part 14: good morning

part 15: i just know

part 16: on an adventure

part 17: a playlist

part 18: healthy conversation

part 19: answer me

part 20: the reveal

part 21: the end

special thanks

Every 40 seconds someone dies by suicide. Reblog this to show people that you care about them. Suicide isn’t the answer.

I'm never forgetting the Palestinian babies that were left to starve to death then rot in their beds by the IOF.

I'm never forgetting the Palestinian doctors surrounded by bodies of dead children begging the world to stop the slaughter.

I'm never forgetting the Palestinian children who held a press conference in English to beg the world to stop murdering them because they want to live.

I'm never forgetting the Palestinian Priest who said "We will not accept your apology after the genocide" to the world.

I'm never forgetting the Palestinian Imam who used the speakers of the Mosque, not to call people to prayer but to call out to God while the world around them was burning from American supplied Israeli bombs.

I'm never forgetting the grandfather who held his dead grandchild in his arms. Or the father carrying the remains of his two children in plastic shopping bags. Or the mother holding her dead child in a shroud. Or the father sitting among the rubble after he lost his whole family. Or the girl trapped under a broken building begging for people to save her family first. Or the boy who cried when he saw his brother alive. Or the girl who asked if she was still alive after being pulled from the rubble. Or the boy who carried the remains of his brother in his backpack. Or the old man the IOF used for a photoshoot before they shot him dead after getting pictures. Or the little boy wearing plastic gloves to pick up the remains of his family. Or the graves desecrated. Or the body of that small baby girl left alone in a tent because no one knew who she was or if her family was alive, small and alone and not one person who knew her name to bury her. Or the young boy who was shot in the street while his sister watched from the window. Or the men and boys who were stripped naked in winter. Or those tortured. Or those made to stand in open graves. Or the people who were raped by IOF soldiers. Or Palestinian workers kidnapped by the IOF and then labeled with wristbands, each one reduced to a number, then made to walk back to Gaza to be killed in the world's largest open air concentration camp. Or the people of Gaza starving because Israeli Zionists are blocking aid trucks. Or the Israelis dancing and celebrating the death of Palestinians. Or the lies spread by Zionists and their supporters. Or the people profiting off the oppression and deaths of Palestinians. Or the people of the West Bank being killed or kidnapped by the IOF. Or old woman who was older than the creation of the terror state of "Israel" who was shot by snipers for saying that. Or the Israelis dressed up as Palestinians to enter a hospital and kill three Palestinians in their beds. Or every single Palestinian currently kept in an Israeli prison. Or the journalists, doctors, poets, men, women, children, and the unborn all massacred. Or the fact that WCNSF exists now. Or the woman who refused to wash the blood from her hands. Or the dead, unburied and unmourned.

I'm never forgetting those who chose silence in the face of a genocide.

I may not know all their names but I will not forget the over 30,000 Palestinians dead. Or the over 60, 000 people hurt. Or the unknown number of people missing, still lost under the rubble. Or the 12,000 children slaughtered. An entire generation crippled or murdered.

I will never forget these things when Palestine is free.

Albedo testing out different kinks to see your reaction?? please,,, albedo sir i'll be your lab rat please

little test subject

pairings : albedo x fem!reader

warnings : fingering , anal play , overstimulation , aphrodisiacs (kinda dubcon?)

okay but m... me too *twirls hair* hello mr albedo can i haha maybe be your test subject heyy you're so .. sexc ...

nsfw undercut !

you always assisted albedo in his experiments , you looked up to him so much . he's such a great teacher you thought (and a very goodlooking one too 👀) he enjoys being along with you as long as you're comfortable with him

one day , he asked you to help him with an experiment . you always happy to please him agreed with the offer as you sit down beside him , recieving a weird liquid you were suspicious of it but albedo told you that it's one of the first steps for the experiment so you just drank it straight from the tube

it tasted sweet ! you liked it actually , shiny eyes looked up to him as he gave you a sinister smile , confusing you but you decided to brush it off . a moment later and you started to feel hot and bothered , a burning sensation in your stomach as you start sweating and shifting in your seat looking up to see a pleased look on albedo .

"hmm .. seems like it worked . how're you feeling?" his face comes down close to you , peppering your face with light kisses , small moans coming out from you making him let out a small laugh as he licks down a stripe on your neck , your body shivering against his figure over you .

he carries you out from the chair and brings you over to his desk , throwing all of his paperworks onto the ground trying to make you feel comfortable . he goes down onto your neck leaving trails of kisses , his other hand making work on your undergarment taking it off till you're left bare , cold air hitting your already dripping core

"ah , it seems like that worked way better than i expected" your mind felt fuzzy , you couldn't think of a word to say to him to scold him for doing this but it felt so good . his fingers dipped in to your core , his thumb on your clit rubbing you in a slow pace

shortly , he took one of his pens that are used to write down his notes and soak it with your juices , next thing you know there's something poking near your rear end , a gasp left your mouth as he slowly inserts it to you deep inside . a displeased moan came out from you yet he kept on fingering your drenched cunt , juices dripping down your ass to the desk , a pool of sticky liquid starting to appear underneath you

the stimulation of both his fingers and the pen inside of two of your holes at the same time made you clung onto the deskside wishing to cum , whines of his name coming out of you like a prayer , gasping each and then as he hits that sweet spot inside of you teetering you near the edge

"cum for me my sweet girl . you deserve it" soft voice came from him , instantly shoving you to the edge as you came onto his fingers . he removes the pen and his fingers along as he examined the sheer , glistening yet sticky liquid on his fingers and licks it all up , eyes locking with yours as he do so

"test subject did well on the first experiment , both vaginal and anal stimulations . lasted for 7 minutes till her first orgasm . total orgasm needed for this experiment , 10 . do you think you can do it , [name]?" your eyes are now wide open , mouth agape , shocked at what he just said . 10 orgasms ?? that means 10 experiments ?? you couldn't believe yourself yet there stands a calm , unphased albedo as he looks over you awaiting for an answer

"well ? any questions before we start on the next step of the experiment ?" his voice caught you off guard , so you just nod , agreeing with him to continue said "experiments" . you don't really wanna dissapoint him , he helped you alot before so the best thing you could do is return this favor .

above you grinned a curious albedo as he took the next "speciment" to be used on you in this next "experiment" humming to himself as he went on . the day was full of overstimulation , sending you off to the stars not even remembering anything else other than what has happened the entire day , a messy , sweaty test subject all worn out on his desk , a drooling mess with a satisfied smile on her face .

and well , for albedo he thinks that the "experiments" were a success ! he will be finding ways for another oppoturninty to do these sort of experiments again on you , just waiting for the right time to do so

I asked a friend (same friend as IkeVam) to name Ikemen Revolution characters uvu

B005t this please

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What's this???

I was in a German mood this morning :)