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i miss having smutty thoughts :(

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me when he’s fictional, taller than me, has anger issues, has issues in general, fights everyone, doesn’t like people, is twice my age and looks like he’d ignore me irl:

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verified ways to send aid to gaza directly

Help a Palestinian family directly:

gazafunds.com - Donate directly to a Palestinian family in urgent need of evacuation, medical attention, food, rebuilding homes/businesses etc. (Spotlights 1 verified gfm at a time so if you don't know who/where to donate to just go here and donate to the one they show you!)

Help provide tents (urgent):

The Sameer Project: Currently providing tents for displaced families in Gaza (emergency bc tents in Rafah are being burned as we speak) (paypal) (gfm)

Food, cash & essentials:

Care for Gaza: Working on the ground in Gaza to distribute food, cash, medicine & other essentials to displaced families. (paypal) (gfm)

Direct Aid for Gaza: also working on the ground in Gaza to distribute food, cash & other daily essential suppliess to displaced families. (paypal) (gfm)

Water:

Gaza Municipality's water project: The official Municipality of Gaza needs help rebuilding the water infrastructure in Gaza City to restore access to clean water and waste management services for the people of Gaza. (This campaign only has a couple of weeks left but it's still only at 15%!)

eSIMs (urgent):

guide to buy & send esims for gaza

crips for esims for gaza: If you don't know how to buy esims or don't have the capacity to manage them (e.g. topping up regularly), this team of volunteers are collecting funds to buy & manage gaza esims regularly

Medical Aid

Palestine Red Crescent Society: Provides emergency medical and ambulance services and humanitarian relief on the ground in Gaza e.g. rescuing and treating the wounded.

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update!

*sigh*

“i miss my man :(“

the man is question: a real man who looks at me and makes me feel like the prettiest girl alive.

*sigh*

“i miss my man :(”

the man in question: a fictional man who wouldn’t look my way twice if he were real.

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if you're sad just remember in how many different ways you can eat potatoes. you're welcome

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Mutuals every time we’re all online this is what we’re doing

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b👀bies

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do i believe in ghosts?

no, but one time i ghosted this tumblr account for academic validation.

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i am nothing in my soul if not academically burnt out

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bucky making you ride his hand while he keeps you quiet by kissing you (minors/ageless blogs dni).

he had you pinned against the wall with his body keeping you in place, he enjoyed the way you squirmed against him as he kissed you.

it was a simple enough gesture, kissing, but to you, it meant everything and more. especially when it was his.

“you gonna let me touch your pussy, baby?” he asked pulling away from the kiss and meeting your eyes.

the intensity in his made you nod yes before registering what you were agreeing with, but its not like you would’ve said no.

his hand made its way to between your legs, where you needed him the most. he started off gently with teasing your clit. his fingers getting soaked from your arousal, letting him know just how much you wanted him – which is why he slid his fingers into you.

endless moans escaped you at the feeling of his touch.

“you gonna be a good girl and ride my hand? go ahead, make yourself feel good,”

and like the good girl that you are, you did as you were told.

you tried to keep your moans between yourself and bucky, but it was difficult when he would trail kisses along your neck and tease your clit ever so often.

“we gonna have to do something to make you quiet, baby. i wouldn’t want anyone but me to hear those pretty moans,”

you pouted at his words, to which he began kissing you again. your hips moved on their own accord against his hand. it felt so good having his in you.

you could feel his ever-hardening cock against you, which only seemed to make you more eager to reach your high. he watched you carefully and could tell you were getting close, which is why he let his free hand make its way to your neck and force your lips against his once again.

the slight tightening of his fingers against your neck and the motion of his fingers inside you made you cum for him. a smile made its way to his face as he watched you come down from your orgasm.

a/n: thank you to my actual mans who put this idea into my head and made me think about it all day!!

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𝐏𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞🎀 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

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not to be a slut but i wish i was holding ur hand

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'me core' is writing/reading about the smut i one day want to recreate.

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i like mine obsessed and touchy

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bucky fucking you in doggy, but he makes it all about your pleasure (minors/ageless blogs dni).

you were face down and ass up, he put you in this position after making you sit on his face where he made you cum over and over again.

he overstimulated you. you knew if you wanted him to stop, all you had to do was say the word. But that’s the last thing you wanted him to do.

“you gonna give me more, baby?” he asked as he looked down at you.

bucky could feel his erection painfully pressing against the constraints of his pants.

all you could do was whimper out an answer.

“i need you to be vocal with me, baby,” he said, knowing that your consent was all he needed to do what he wanted.

“yes, please,” you managed to whimper out.

and just like that, bucky undid his pants and let his hard cock press against the curve of your ass. you moaned at the bare feeling of him against you and pushed back on him.

he readjusted himself so that he could coat his cock in your arousal and cum. the feeling was teasing, and you craved more, and you made it known to him.

“patience,” he warned.

you moaned in protest but listened to him.

a moment passed before you felt his cock enter you. stretching through the tightness of your pussy, he hissed in pleasure as you buried your face in the bed below you. his hands gripped your hips and moved your body towards his as his hips moved towards yours.

the pace he set was slow and painful, in the most pleasurable way.

“fuck,” you heard him mumble as you tightened around him.

you pushed against him, causing bucky to increase the pace he was fucking you in. soon, the room became a mix of your labored breathing, moans, and the sounds of bucky relentlessly fucking you.

with each thrust, you matched his pace. he held your hands behind your back for better leverage as he fucked you.

“do it,” he demanded and freed your one hand from his tight hold.

You instantly knew what he meant and began teasing your clit in little circles which caused you to clench around him.

“just like that,” he praised you.

“please,” you begged, not knowing exactly what you were beginning for.

your little plea made bucky pull you against his chest. you were now on your knees, pressed against him as he continued to fuck into you. he kissed your neck and whispered sweet nothings to you as you teased your clit.

when bucky thrusted into you and reached a particular spot, the moan you released let him know to keep going.

“cum,” he demanded with a growl.

and with that being said, you came, hard. bucky fucked you through your orgasm and soon followed you with his own feeling of pleasure, but he didn’t stop thrusting into you until you attempted pushing him away from being too sensitive.

“i know, baby. i know,” he chuckled tiredly and kissed your forehead.

a/n: happy valentines day <3333

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(affirming myself in the mirror) if that fictional man was real he would fuck you. He would fuck you. You're his exact type. If he saw you he'd get a boner instantly. He would fuck you he would fu

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pale moonlight, part 1 (remus lupin).

pairing: Older!Remus Lupin x female reader

summary: in which y/n harbours feeling for remus. he dismissed her attempts towards him, after a few exchanges of words that pushes her further than he intended.

warning: angst – harsh words from remus, fluff – there’s always fluff when remus is involved, your nickname is Blink since your patronus is saw-whet owl – plus I thought having an owl named blink is cute (mentioned more in part 2), age gap - remus is mid 30's and reader is mid 20's.

a/n: I haven’t written for my werewolf man in such a long time. so, here we go. happy reading!

minors/ageless blogs dni.

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It was unusual to Remus to have someone be so forward with their feelings towards him. Having always kept to himself throughout the years, he’s only familiar with very few people.

“What do you say, moons? It’ll be like the old days,” Sirius’ voice caught your attention as you approached the kitchen.

It was relatively late, but you weren’t exactly one to go to bed early.

“I don’t know, it’s not like before,”

Remus’ eyes met yours as you walked into the kitchen, making your presence known to the two men.

“What’s got you up so late?” Sirius says leaning his elbows on the table while looking to you.

“You could say I’m a night owl, no pun intended.” You say nonchalantly walking to the cupboards and taking out a glass to have some water.

Remus watches silently as you walk to the sink and fill up the cup, you face him and Sirius as you lean on the counter behind you, “You two seemed to be having quite an interesting conversation before I came in,”

You acknowledged the way Remus’ form stiffened at the mention of your words.

“Curious, are we?” Sirius asked smugly.

“Not exactly, I’m just bored and there’s nothing to do while Dumbledore expects us to wait around for something to happen,”

It was no secret that you didn’t agree with most of the things that Dumbledore told the order to do. After all, why should everyone just sit around and wait for something to happen while you could be out finding new information and helping those in need.

Sirius knew of the way you felt towards this, he himself partially agreed with you. He hated to have Harry at Hogwarts not knowing when danger may strike.

“Moony and I were planning on spending a night in the countryside where we use to go to during our holidays when we were in Hogwarts,” He looked to Remus the entire time with a look that had Remus knowing he would have no choice but to come along now.

“You guys must’ve had quite the time back then, especially you, Sirius. I assume your drinking habits were the same as they are now?” You asked folding your arms and tilting your head to him.

“You bet, I’m always the life of the party. Isn’t that right, Moony?” He nudged Remus’ legs beneath the table.

“I couldn’t agree more.” He said with a smile recalling the many times he would have to play the designated wizard and make sure Sirius and James were okay for the night.

“How about you Remus? Were you a party boy like Sirius was?” you try to have Remus engage in conversation with you.

“Nothing like him. I was always the one to make sure they made it to their dorms safely,” he returned the knowing smile Sirius was sending him.

You always enjoyed hearing about their experiences at Hogwarts. It was well before your time, and while you had your own wholesome experience, nothing could compare to the days of the marauders.

“How about you, y/n? any wild stories?” Remus asked curiously.

“Nope, I spent most of my time in the library or in my dorm,” you said with a small smile.

“Just like Moony,” Sirius laughs.

Your eyes met Remus’ who looked at you with a gleam of something.

The most rebellious thing I did was becoming an animagus, and that was to patrol the farm my family owned,” you explained.

That’s the main purpose of you becoming an animagus, it was only you and your mother at the farm. Your father had been killed after the first war since he didn’t want to join Voldemort’s army. He was born a pure blood and was in Slytherin house when he attended Hogwarts. The lose of your father brought upon a maturity in you which carried with you today.

“You should join Remus and I when we go to the cabin in the countryside. There’s more than enough space,” Sirius beams and looks to Remus who seems anything but jolly at the thought of it.

“I don’t know Pads, you said you wanted to go by the next full moon…” Remus tried to make up an excuse to not have you be there.

“So? y/n can handle a full moon experience. She’s tough,” Sirius dismissed his claims.

The full moon was just in a few days and the thought of having you see him like that surged his anger.

“Sirius…” he said in a warning tone.

Sirius raised his hands in surrender but winked at you when Remus closed his eyes in dismay.

You didn’t take offence to Remus not wanting you there. You knew about him being a wolf and thought it would be nice to see the famous ‘Moony’ Sirius always talks about.

A yawn left your lips and Sirius had declared that you should all get some rest since it was already considerably late.

Sirius sped up the stairs as you went to leave your glass in the sink. Remus being the sweetheart that he was, waited to walk you to your room.

You smiled as you approached him and walked up the stairs in silence. Everyone else was sound asleep, leaving even the smallest of movements to echo in the quiet home.

“I don’t think of you as a monster, you know,” you say as you stop outside your room door.

Remus looked to you in wonder as you spoke.

“What do you mean?” he asked confused.

“Isn’t that why you don’t want me going with you and Sirius?” you asked with furrowed brows.

Remus thought for a moment, you were partially right, but he also didn’t want to become too close with you. If he relied on you the same way he did with Sirius, then a bond would form between you two and he’d give into the feelings his been supressing since he met you.

“I don’t want you to get hurt,” he explained and looked to the ground.

“You could never hurt me, Remus,” you take his hand in yours.

The feeling of having your hand in his was enough to make him want to hold on to you and never let go, however, this was reality, and his story didn’t end well – at least according to him.

“No y/n, I said what my boundaries are, and I expect you to respect them,” he said harshly and withdrew his hand from yours, yet he still stayed rooted to where he was.

“Remus…” you say and step forward so he would be forced to look at you.

“I do respect your boundaries, but I’m just trying to be here for you… I can’t continue to ignore the longing gazes between us. We’re living in the middle of a war, and I don’t want to live without you knowing what my feelings are for you. Now more than ever is when we should all embrace and welcome whatever good there is,” you explain to him and look into his eyes, hoping he feels the meaning of your words and knows that every single one of them is true.

Remus remains quiet, thinking and processing all of your words. He knew how you felt because he felt the same way. He should be thrilled at your little confession, but all he wants to do is keep you safe, even if it means being away from him.

“I don’t quite know what you’re referring to. I’ve always held platonic feelings towards everyone in the order – including you. Besides, we’re in the middle of a war, being selfish and wanting to indulge in anything but a good cause says a lot about where your priorities lie,” he said dismissively to you.

He turned his back towards you and began to walk away. His words hit you hard, and whatever hope you had towards him were taken away in the matter of a few minutes.

“My priorities have always been with the order, if you think otherwise, then that says a lot about the way you view me and everything I’ve done to be where I am,” your words stop him in his tracks, and before he can turn around to face you, you walk away and passed him towards your room.

Remus stood where he was and felt a little part of him feel more broken than his ever felt before.