BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once You Are Given This Award, You're Supposed To Paste It In The Asks Of Eight

BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! once you are given this award, you're supposed to paste it in the asks of eight [8] people you adore! absolutely no pressure, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're beautiful inside & out, 𝓍𝑜𝓍𝑜. ♡

lottie you are such a cutie pie MMMWAH 🩷🩷🩷🩷

make you mine | 3 | e.w

summary: the morning after ellie’s drunken night with you, confrontations ensue and a new relationship begins to blossom. an unsettling anxiety begins to set in when you realize you’re going to have to keep what you and ellie have to yourselves. how long will it be before your sister finds out?

pairing: sister’s best-friend!ellie x fem!reader

contains: major fluff!, first kisses, established secret relationship, clingy!ellie, shy!ellie, she’s low key the biggest dork but those are the best kind, hickey (r!recieving)

word count: 3.1K

a/n: if you saw me post this yesterday, no you didn’t. i wasn’t aware of the strike until seconds after i posted it the first time and immediately took it down. but i hope you guys enjoy this. it IS a bit shorter than the other two parts but im hoping if there is a fourth one that we’ll get into more of the plot. this is a filler tbh.

FREE PALESTINE | DAILY CLICK | DO NOT BUY TLOU2 REMASTERED

PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE

You woke up to the sound of hacking and groaning.

Your heavy eyes force themselves open as you feel Ellie’s body shift from right next to you. You hear her mutter soft curses to herself as she lifts her body up to sit upright on her bed. You can hear her grab the Tylenol and water, taking a large gulp of the water until it is finished. Her body lifts up and off the mattress, grabbing the bucket and taking it out of the room.

Should you get up to show that you were awake? Should you wait until Ellie comes back?

As you hear the bathroom faucet turn on, you decide on getting up and out of bed as your shorts are itching at your skin. You slowly walk towards her bedroom door, grinning at her astronaut poster before making your way into the cozy hallway. You glance at the framed photos from Ellie and Sarah’s graduation, and a few other silly family ones with Tommy and Joel. You even caught a few with you and Hailee that you weren't aware that they had been framed.

You tiptoe into the kitchen and decide to cook up a hangover breakfast for Ellie. You tug open the fridge handle to grab the carton of a dozen eggs and the white bread from the pantry.

Eggs and toast are good, right?

When you turned on the stovetop, you carefully got out the pan from the cabinet. When you stood up, Ellie was standing right there in her boxers and tight black tank top. Ellie slightly jumped, seeming to have forgotten about your presence. You were about 97% sure she had also forgotten about the whole night before.

“Oh, Jesus. You scared me,” Ellie’s freckled nose scrunched up, probably due to her headache. She tilted her head to look at you, one eye-opening and a weak grin on her face before groaning out: “Morning.”

You scrunch your nose back at her, muttering a ‘morning’ in response. What were you supposed to say now? You place the pan on top of the burner ring, glancing at her as she slowly takes a seat on the island.

“You slept over?” Ellie hummed, scratching at her bandaged arm.

“Yeah, you asked me to,” you nod to confirm, leaning against the opposite end of the island.

Ellie’s brows seemed to rise at your words; not like she didn't believe you but more shocked that you even stayed.

“You didn’t have to do that,” Ellie admitted softly, picking at the skin around her fingernails.

You shook her head and turned your neck to stare at her side profile. She really was perfect in every way. You could stare at her forever.

“It was nothing, Els. Plus, I’m treating you to a homemade breakfast.” You shrug your shoulders before plastering on the strongest smile.

Ellie lightly chuckled at that before shutting her eyes tightly to ease the pressure in her head.

“Not to bother you but did I say or do anything that was just… questionable?” Ellie asked as she was now staring at your face, eyes darting between your eyes and lips.

You try not to show it on your face as every single moment from the night before flashes in your mind. The bathroom. Baby. How painful it was to be around you; not in the mean way but in the bittersweet way.

This was it. The talk that you were dreading from the night before. The sunlight from the large windows from the living room light up Ellie’s pale freckled face with a gentle yellow glow. Your palms were getting clammier by the minute.

“No, no, not questionable,” you laugh softly as you glance at the burning stove.

Ellie let out a breath of relief and shut her tired eyes. “Okay, good. I haven’t been this hungover… like ever.”

You frown at her as you open the flap to the egg carton, grabbing two eggs. You cracked them both, making sure they were separated as you began to fry them. Ellie was silent, head in her palms as she shook her head.

“I’m not drinking ever again,” Ellie groaned out.

You softly laugh at her dramatics, unraveling the loaf of bread to pop two in the toaster. The whole time you were cooking breakfast, you thought about how to bring up what she had said last night. Ellie was rambling about this new move she was going to learn on her board and that’s all you can think about.

Would she even believe you?

Would she dismiss it as her being drunk and stupid? Even if she did, you think that would hurt worse than her just not believing you whatsoever.

As you plated your and Ellie’s breakfast, you cleared your throat with a nervous smile.

“Actually, Els, I did wanna ask you about something you said. Well, a few things but they all… relate to one another,” you ramble out, the tips of your fingers tingling and the beat of your heart thumping in your ears.

Ellie’s eyes stared at you curiously.

“What did I say?” Ellie hesitantly asked as she took a bite of her fresh buttered toast.

You avoid her eye line and shrug your shoulders, poking at the egg in your plate with your fork.

“I may be reading into it too much but you kind of said that you feel guilty about thinking about me in a certain way. That Hailee would kill you if she knew,” you recited back to her, almost wincing as her chewing audibly stopped. “Does that mean what I think it means?”

A few beats of silence passed, your heartbeat racing uncomfortably quick. You looked up to see Ellie’s freckled face flushed a soft red and her eyes wide.

“Well, what do you think it means?” Ellie got out but not without again, avoiding your eye line as best as she could.

“That you have feelings for me.”

Your mouth moved faster than your brain could process as you needed to know the sober truth. Ellie’s pale flushed skin somehow deepened in color as she shoved the rest of her piece of toast in her mouth. You furrow your brows at her, tilting your head slightly.

“I do.” Ellie winced and shook her head.

While Ellie was expecting an annoyed expression, preparing herself for you to call her weird or anything derogatory. Or worse, being let down easy. But when you smiled at her, she felt her heart leap into her throat.

“To think drunk you has more guts than sober you does,” you tease with a soft laugh, taking a bite of your own toast.

Ellie’s jaw dropped at your words before she shook her head. “I was vulnerable and drunk. Fuck you.”

You let out a few chuckles before leaning forward into Ellie’s space with a bright grin.

“You know I like you too, right?”

“Well, now I do, yeah.” Ellie snorted, her blush still prominent on her features as she dug into her fried egg.

That was a lot easier than you thought. Huh. Who would’ve thought all it took was Ellie getting plastered for this to happen?

“So, um, I don’t mean to bother but do you have any clothes I could borrow? I’m not gonna lie to you. These jean shorts are so uncomfortable to be in.” You shyly asked as you were finishing up your own egg.

Ellie nodded and got up from her seat, looking you up and down.

“Yeah. C’mon. Pick out what you want.”

You ended up in a pair of Ellie’s baggy red basketball shorts and a plain black oversized tee. Ellie’s hands, respectfully, landed on your waist when you had stepped out of her room in her clothes. Her eyes seemed to be drinking you in like you had on a skin-tight dress.

“I could really get used to this,” Ellie hummed as her hands massaged your hips with a giddy grin.

“Good. Because you’re going to have to,” you state confidently, leaning in closer so that your nose was grazing over against her own.

Ellie’s smile grew at your words as she tugged you in impossibly closer, your hips touching. Her eyes were flickering down to your lips for probably the thousandth time. It was killing you how badly you wanted to kiss her. You had mentally checked that you had both brushed your teeth after you had both finished eating so at least your first kiss with Ellie wouldn’t taste like oil and eggs.

You’ve known her for half of your life and been obsessed with her for just about that same amount of time. A little kiss (or two) wouldn’t hurt, right? You looked down at her bandaged forearm, tracing the wraps.

“How does your arm feel?” You hummed.

Ellie, too, looked down at her arm, eyes flickering from you to the injured skin.

“Better. I think that kiss really helped with the healing process.” Ellie cheekily said.

You tilt your head, eyes locked on hers as you hum to yourself as you are clearly distracted by the comforting green staring back at you. Ellie’s eyes looked down at your lips, the burning stare becoming unbearable. You lifted your jaw ever so slightly, hoping she would get the hint.

Ellie didn’t hesitate before closing the empty space between the two of you, humming against your soft lips. You follow her movements, hands on her freckled shoulders before they cup at the underside of her sharp jaw. Ellie’s rough hands were holding onto your waist only in ways that you would daydream about.

The kisses slowed into feather-soft pecks and Ellie’s lips followed down your hot cheeks to your collarbone. Your head tilts back as your hands run through her short hair, nails scratching at her scalp. She hums along the skin at the feeling of your fingers. Your hands moved down to her upper back as you felt her lips take the skin in between her teeth and nibbling on it.

“Ellie,” you warn teasingly.

Ellie pulled away after a few more seconds of sucking and tugging on the skin, smirking to herself at the reddening mark. Your chest was rising and falling with excitement as you kissed her once again.

“What?” Ellie replied innocently to which you shake your head.

“If there’s a hickey on my collarbone, Els, I get to make an even bigger one on you,” you tell her with narrowed eyes.

Ellie chuckled at you and muttered an ‘oh no’ before tugging you back to kiss you deeply. You smile like a love-sick teenager against her lips and resting your forearms on her shoulders.

The two of you spent the rest of that morning talking about what you felt for one another but that one thing is certain: you weren't going to tell Hailee. At least, not yet.

You both wanted to enjoy this and keep this between the two of you so that you could figure out your relationship on your own. Your mom wouldn't know, Joel wouldn't know, your friends wouldn't know and Hailee sure as hell won’t know.

If you were going to be honest, it seemed like it was going to be quite easy for the most part. Hailee was a little preoccupied with building her relationship with Vincent so that actually went well. You guess you and Hailee were the same with relationships: more private about it.

However, that didn’t stop Hailee from hounding you the second you stepped into your house that afternoon. You were on a bit of a high from spending time with Ellie, cheeks flushed and heart full.

“Where the hell have you been, dude?” Hailee grimaced at your appearance, eyes squinting from the living room couch.

You shut your tired eyes as you shut the front door, turning the lock once and kicking off your shoes. You had your change of clothes in a neatly folded stack underneath your arm. “I had to sleep over at Ellie’s. She was fuckin’ wasted, Hails.”

Hailee blinked and her eyes lowered from your mess of hair to the clothing that was very clearly Ellie’s. You moved out of her view, making a b-line to the kitchen to grab a cup from the cupboards to get water from the fridge.

“She never texted me about it,” Hailee furrowed her brows and looked down at her phone.

“Well, maybe because she could barely stand,” you quipped as you took a sip of your water.

Hailee looked up from her phone, ready to make a snarky comment when she looked you up and down slowly. Like she was examining you.

“Are those… Ellie’s clothes?” Hailee questioned, trying not to make it obvious that she was weirded out by it.

You shrug your shoulders and glance down at the baggy tee on you, forcing your blush back into your body. It wasn’t too oversized to the point where if you adjusted the shirt in any way, she might see the dark hickey Ellie left on your collarbone.

“Yeah. I was uncomfortable in jean shorts,” you pointed to your previous outfit that was folded onto the counter. “It was riding up my ass.”

Why the hell was she asking you so many damn questions?

“Alright, weirdo. You wanna get donuts? I’m starving.” Hailee changed the topic as she typed rapidly on her phone, a smile creeping onto her lips.

You snort at her and shake your head.

“Sure, yeah. I’m driving though.” You mention, holding up the keys to your shared car.

“God, fine. Mom said I need to practice more so I’ll drive back,” Hailee rolled her eyes and made her way to the front door.

The sibling banter almost made you forget about the entire morning and the previous night you had. How you nearly spilled about the make-out session you and Ellie had. Arguing weirdly always made you and Hailee feel closer as odd as it sounds. Like you could tell her anything.

Maybe this was going to be harder than you expected.

Two weeks passed and you and Ellie were finally able to go out on your first date. Hailee had informed you, your mom, and Ellie that she and Vincent were going to the more city part of where you lived to go eat at some fancy restaurant she had heard of. You were quick to send Ellie a text about it.

hailee and vincent won’t be home tomorrow…

i should probably ask u out rn right?

if u want a gf, yes! :)))

will you go out on our first date tomorrow pretty girl?

YES 😫

im gonna pee im so excited

maybe i regret it already🙁

no u don’t

no more touching my ass since u wanna be acting like that

:((((

noooo you’re so sexy pls😣

hmmm sexualizing me smh

im attracted to ur heart and soul baby ;)

much better <3

ok but actually where should we go

call me and we’ll talk about it xx

Before you knew it, you and Ellie walked hand in hand as you journeyed through the Natural Science Museum. Very fitting for you and Ellie — especially Ellie. You had way too much fun as you took various photos on your digital camera of Ellie posing next to different skeletons of dinosaurs copying their poses. It all felt so natural and comfortable to be so couple-y with the auburn-haired girl.

“You’re such a dork,” you say with a big smitten grin as you snap another photo.

Ellie put her arms down and motioned for you to pose as well. “Come on, you know you want to.”

You rolled your eyes playfully before handing her the digital camera with a soft chuckle, walking over to where she was in front of the podium of the history of the dinosaurs. You copied the T-Rex’s little arms and dropped your jaw. Ellie snapped the photo, smirking behind the camera.

“I have never been more attracted to you,” Ellie spoke with an equally giddy grin.

This time, you flipped her off which she all too happily captured the memory of. You walked back over to her and snatched the small gray camera from her palm and jerked your head towards a sign that was dangling from above.

In big bold letters, it read ‘planetarium’.

Ellie’s brows furrowed in confusion for a moment but quickly was replaced with excitement. She grabbed your hand and practically sprinted to the entrance of the planetarium, dragging you along with the sound of her Converse squeaking on the floors. People gave you weird looks at how elated the auburn-haired girl was but you weren’t paying attention to them.

You were focused on Ellie’s adorable smile that could be framed and how she leaned into you to kiss your cheek. The two of you sat down in one of the middle rows in the dome theater. There were only a few other people scattered throughout the seating area which made you all the more comfortable to rest your head on Ellie’s clothed shoulder, a content sigh falling past your lips.

Ellie’s green eyes shone with interest as the screen played an animated movie that you think was about the cosmos. You were honestly too focused on the pretty girl right next to you. Ellie lowly whispered to you about how ‘fucking dope’ everything looked. You did agree.

Space was unknown to you and most but Ellie’s little comments here and there over the narration made you all the more intrigued.

“Hey,” you whisper to Ellie as her eyes flicker from star to star.

Her head turns first before her eyes follow, attention locked on whatever you need to say.

“Hey,” Ellie whispered back, a small grin on her lips. “You okay?”

“Just wanted to say that… I’m glad to see you so happy. It makes me happy, Els,” you shyly admit, one of your hands tracing her veins on her arms.

Through the dim lighting of the theater, you swore you saw Ellie’s freckled cheeks deepen to a pink hue. She didn’t hesitate to take her free hand to nudge underneath your chin to kiss your awaiting lips. You follow the gentle movement, sighing against her with contentment. She pulls away ever so slightly so that your noses are brushing past one another.

“I’m always happy when you’re around,” Ellie admits, her thumb brushing over your chin as her eyes flicker from your eyes to your lips.

Overwhelmed with joy, you ended up whispering with a teasing grin: “Sap.”

Ellie just pecked your lips with an equally teasing grin.

“Takes one to know one,” she mutters under her breath.

You didn't deny it.

You didn’t want to either. Yeah, you were both saps but who gave a fuck? You felt happy. So fucking happy. You rested your head back on her shoulder, cuddling into her inviting touch. Her head leaned onto your own, a content smile on her lips as you took her hand in yours.

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Fundraiser masterpost

This is a masterpost for the evacuation fundraisers I've vetted so far, a few other fundraisers I find trustworthy but have not been able to vet (inability to communicate with the organizer), and a few semi-completed fundraisers or fundraisers for a different purpose (like house rebuilding, or aid distribution). The numbers next to the names have no significance beyond ease of navigation for me for when I check their progress in the future. You should look at the disclaimers instead and focus on those. Occasionally I will update these with new info, including new fundraisers, and the amount of cash that's been raised. Check in regularly on the original post when you see it being reblogged. In all likelihood once its reached you it's already outdated. Also please don't overlook the Sustainable Aid options near the bottom! The brain drain is already creating problems but having another way of keeping or creating new knowledge and key members of a functioning society is important. Latest update: 16/04/2024.

VETTED FAMILY ESCAPE FUNDRAISERS

Walaa Abusamra (1). 10 family members. 24.2k out of 80k €.

Ezzideen Shehab (2). 6 family members. 7k out of 32.5k €. LOW ON FUNDS.

Madleen Abu Jayyab (3). 4 family members. 18.7k out of 70k USD.

Jehad Shehada (4). 1 individual. 3.5k out of 15k CAD. LOW ON FUNDS.

Aser Alassar (5). 5 family members. 405k out of 550k SEK. Or 37k out of 51k USD.

My friend Mona Abu Hamda (6). 9 family members. 59.5k out of 75k USD.

Mohammed Shamia (7). 7 family members. 8.9k out of 35k USD.

Abdullah Al-Saghir (8). 9 family members. 67.3k out of 100k €.

Randa Abubakr (9). 6 family members. 14.6k out of 17k €. (NEARLY COMPLETE)

Fadi Alshrafi (10). 9 family members. 54.5k out of 85k USD. (1 evacuated)

Osama Abdelrahman. (11). 9 family members. 35.2k out of 45k €. (1 CHRONICALLY ILL CHILD, NEEDS TREATMENT)

Alhaw family and the Albittar family (12). Between 18 and 12 family members. 8.8k out of 90k €. (EXTREMELY LOW, NEEDS FUNDS)

Verified Fundraiser by Palestine Asdiqa to help a malnourished baby with cerebral palsy. (13) 7.7k out of 31k USD. (URGENT + CHRONICALLY ILL CHILD, NEEDS TREATMENT)

Rana Abu Ahmed (14). 6 family members. COMPLETED ✅

Mohammed Abu Matar (15). 6 family members. 9.9k out of 34k CAD.

Moataz Abu Sakran (16). 3 family members. 12.4k out of 20k $ ORIGINAL CAMPAIGN COMPLETE, NEEDS TRANSFER FEES COVERED. 629$ out of 5k needed.

Ayah Abu Sidu (17). 10 family members. 15.8k out of 50.4k USD.

Said Fadel (18). 7 family members. 19.7k out of 50k USD.

Tasneem Nabil Musa (19). 7 family members (ALL INJURED, NEED MEDICAL CARE.) 10.5k out of 50k USD

Belal Azmi Msallam (20). 14 family members. 7.1k out of 160k AUD. EXTREMELY LOW ON FUNDS.

Mortaja Family (21). 11 family members. 28k out of 70k €.

Abu Ramadan family (22). 14 family members. 10k out of 148k €.

Mai Rajab (23). COMPLETED ✅

Amal Abu Shammala (24). 4 family members. 33.7k out of 42k €.

Maryam & family (25). 30.3k out of 50k USD.

Haneem Abdelhalim (26). 8 family members. 31.8k out of 40k USD raised.

Ahmed Masoud (27). 12 family members. 10k out of 60k €.

Mohammed Fareed (28). 30.2k out of 60k CAD.

Lena Nofal (29). 40.6k out of 44k € (NEARLY COMPLETE, original family registered to evacuate, extended family are being helped now)

Rasheda Alfaiomy (30). 6+ family members. 27.5k out of 65k USD.

Ula El Hindi (31). 1+ individuals. 8.6k out of 15k €.

Muhammad Safi (32). 5+ family members. 4.5k out of 30k BP. LOW ON FUNDS.

Yazan Khalaf (33). 18 family members. 16.9k out of 40k USD.

Afaf Masoud (34). 5+ family members (2 evacuated). 83.8k out of 110k €.

Motasem Khayal (35). 5 family members. 1k out of 43k € (26.5k needed for escape.) EXTREMELY LOW, NEEDS FUNDS.

Youseff Abu Saeed (36). 3 family members (1 is already out for treatment). 155k out of 200k USD.

Abdulaziz & Abdullah, escape & surgery (37). 2+ family members (1 has already been treated, 1 NEEDS TREATMENT). 96.3k out of 150k BP.

Nadine Abdullatif (38). 8 family members. 113k out of 130k AUD (NEARLY COMPLETE).

Sami Salhab (39). 6 family members (5 already evacuated). 16.9k out of 26k €. (NEARLY COMPLETE)

Jehad Al Ghandour (40). 5 family members (1 already evacuated). 31k out of 100k USD

MORE VETTED FAMILY ESCAPE FUNDRAISERS (tumblr has a character-per-block limit, there's no difference between the following fundraisers and the previous ones).

Mahmoud Algharabli (41) COMPLETED ✅ (check last section for more info)

Dr. Marah & family (42). 2+ family members. 7.2k out of 40k USD. LOW ON FUNDS.

Khaled Alshabrawi (43). 5 family members. 1.5k out of 35k € (25k needed for escape, but will begin with 10k for stable housing). LOW ON FUNDS.

Muhammad Osama Alzaq (44). 5 family members. 3.1k out of 60k BP. LOW ON FUNDS.

Mohammed Wishah (45). 7 family members + 1 pet. 7.9k out of 71.5k €. LOW ON FUNDS.

Muhe Ayman (46). 5+ family members. 6k out of 60k €. (CAUTION: If you scroll down in the GFM there are photos of mutilated and dead babies.) LOW ON FUNDS.

Abdallah Animal Rescue (47). 1 individual + lots of pets. 34.5k out of 40k USD. (NEARLY COMPLETE)

Haya Orouq (48). 5 family members (1 injured, NEEDS TREATMENT). 35.9k out of 50k.

Retaj Abu Abdo (49). 8 family members. 9.1k out of 60k USD.

Mohammed Zyad (50). 9 family members (1 MISCARRIAGE). 5.6k out of 40k BP. LOW ON FUNDS.

Souad Al-Kurdi (51). 5 family members (1 DIABETIC W/O INSULIN, CRITICAL, 1 INJURY). 3.7k out of 50k €. LOW ON FUNDS.

Mahdy Zourob (52). 1 individual. 622 out of 20k €. LOW ON FUNDS.

Ahmed Alboji (53). 5 family members. 78.4k out of 100k USD. (TIME SENSITIVE)

Sama Lulu (54). 7 family members. 5.4k out of 80k USD. LOW ON FUNDS. (CAUTION: PHOTO OF INJURED CHILD IN GFM)

Fadel Moghrabi (55). 4 family members. 33.3k out of 40k USD. (NEARLY COMPLETE)

Qosai Hani (56). 2(+?) family members. 28.2k out of 40k USD.

Khaled Khraizim (57). 14 family members. 32.6k out of 100k €.

Ahmed Raida (58). 3 family members (1 INJURED, NEEDS TREATMENT). COMPLETED ✅

Rozan family (59). 6 family members. 3.6k out of 38k €. LOW ON FUNDS.

Samah Oudh (60). 5 family members. 30k out of 35k USD. (NEARLY COMPLETE)

Qasim Al-Kafarneh (alternatively: gfm) (61). 33 family members. 1st one, 5.7k out of 80k AUD. 2nd one 86k out of 94k USD. (NEARLY COMPLETE)

Mahmoud Qassas (62). 42 family members. 6.9k out of 200k CAD. (ONE CHRONICALLY ILL, NEEDS TREATMENT)

Hussam Ramadan (63). 14 family members. 14.8k out of 148k USD. LOW ON FUNDS.

Ottawa4Palestine’s vetted fundraiser spreadsheet (76 different families with listed fundraisers)

UNVETTED, BUT HIGHLY LIKELY LEGITIMATE ESCAPE FUNDRAISERS:

Rasha family (1). 5 family members. 1.3 out of 15k € (EXTREMELY LOW, NEED FUNDS)

Natasha Matar (2). 14 family members. 20.8k out of 200k CAD (140k needed for escape). LOW ON FUNDS.

Islam Daher (3). 6 family members. 2.6k out of 50k CAD. LOW ON FUNDS.

Ahmed M. Saleh (4). 4 family members. 8.3k out of 35k €. LOW ON FUNDS.

Salwa Zarifa (5). 4 family members. 2.1k out of 50k €. LOW ON FUNDS.

Moutasem Quffa (6). 6+ family members. 7k out of 65k €. LOW ON FUNDS.

Alaa Nidal (7). 4 family members. 12.6k out of 22k BP (original goal met, family evacuated ✅. Extended family being helped now, 2 INJURED, 1 OF THEM ELDERLY)

Zeina and her family (8). 3 family members (1 evacuated, 2 NEED TREATMENT). 6.4k out of 90k $. LOW ON FUNDS.

Jamila Begum (9). 7 family members. 35k needed. UNKNOWN STARTING AMOUNT. Zelle 347-738-0257, and Venmo @/merilm

OTHER FUNDRAISERS:

Mohammad Qadas. NEEDS TREATMENT + FOOD. EXTREMELY URGENT! HAS CHILDREN TO FEED!!

Help Yousef Replant Family Farm & Greenhouse. 2k out of 50k BP. SUSTAINABLE AID.

Rebuilding Developers Plus and Gaza’s community. 2.4k out of 47k €. SUSTAINABLE AID.

Samar Elrayih Hydoub. It seems that most family members have been evacuated, but they need an emergency 1.5k for medical expenses.

Eman Abdel Rahman. Need help rebuilding home and access to food. 7.1k out of 42.6k USD.

Ibrahim Adil Osman. All intended beneficiaries have escaped, they just need some financial support to start being stable enough to make money to get more family members to escape.

Anonymous Palestinian-Canadian woman. She was doxxed and harassed by zionists until she got fired. She's in a very precarious situation and needs funds to survive daily life. NEEDS FUNDS.

Abd Al Karim Adnan Alakklouk. Most intended beneficiaries have escaped, they just need some financial support to start a new life and send more family members money to survive.

Bana AZ. All intended beneficiaries have escaped, they just need a bit of support in establishing a new life. (only 866 € left to meet goal)

Kareem Abu Samra. All intended beneficiaries have been able to escape. They just need support to establish a new life.

Mahmoud Algharabli (previously no. 41). All intended beneficiaries have been evacuated. They just need support to establish a new life.

Al Hitana Omdurman soup kitchen.

Helping the People of Gaza – Mutual Aid Fund (run by my friend Mona)

Supporting Displaced Families in Gaza (CareForGaza)

Emergency Medical Relief for Gaza Refugees.

Help Sudan Tarada Initiative.

Amer Qudaih’s Relief efforts in Gaza.

Tongue Tied

Support Palestine

Tags / cw: EXTREMELY suggestive, oral fixation, fingers in mouth, tongue piercing, piercer!Ellie, choking, finger sucking, Ellie is kinda pervy?? WE USE CELSIUS GUYS. 19 CELSIUS!!!

The leather seat felt clammy below you, despite the gentle faux breeze coming from the air conditioning. Beside you, the small tray of sterile equipment, reminding you of why you were here in the first place.

You shivered. Fuck, who sets the AC at 19 degrees? Wrapping your arms around yourself, you began to regret the choice of wearing a tank top despite the weather outside. Outside, where you’d much rather be - where there wasn’t a room colder than the arctic, or a bunch of needles about to be stuck in you, or a stupid fucking leather seat digging right in-

“Cold? I can turn it up, if you want.”

Ellie Williams. The most popular piercer in the area. Either from her looks or her talent, you couldn’t tell - but it was probably both. Arms crossed as she leaned against the door, and a small, amused smirk on her face as she watched your antics.

“Um, no, it’s fine.” You said shakily - or shyly, rather - smiling through your chattering teeth after you found where the voice came from. You spontaneity was probably enough of an inconvenience, booking an appointment late at night where it was the only time Ellie could fit you in - so it would have been rude to make her wait any longer than necessary to get the piercing done and lock up.

“I’m Ellie, by the way.” She called out, before making a beeline from the doorway to the small station at the end of the room, keeping her head down the entire time. You hummed in response, just barely suppressing the ‘I know’ on the tip of your tongue, as she rubbed some of the sanitiser in and put the gloves on. Then, Ellie paused her movements, back still turned away from you as she raised her head.

“Although….” You held your breath. You could feel the smirk on her faced despite not being able to see it.

“…I’m guessing you knew that already, Jesse told me some pretty girl wanted me ‘specifically’, to pierce her today…”

“What?” You stuttered out, mentally blaming it on the chill, and not your lack thereof. This time, Ellie snickered, shaking her head softly as she turned around heading towards you.

“So, you gonna stick your tongue out for me?” Grin still on her face, she watched as you sputtered out a reply while she haphazardly grabbed the forceps off the equipment tray.

“W-what?”

“You’re here for a tongue piercing, aren’t you?”

…That sly little shit

You could only nod, too taken aback to do much else. The most you expected here was to get a damn good piercing from a really hot girl, what Ellie was doing to you was not planned in your little outing.

“Yeah? So open up, hon. Gotta mark where you want it.”

Now Ellie knew that she didn’t need to mark anything - she was so used to doing this that she could just eyeball it and still be accurate. But, she thought, being able to cup your face, while you oh so obediently stuck your tongue out for her, as she just slipped her thumb ever so slightly into your mouth under the guise of keeping you still, would make up for the extra labour.

Your mouth was warm. Even through the black latex she wore. Ellie could almost imagine how soft it would feel sucking her dick, how delicate you’d be while kissing along the silicone. Fuck, she’d moan out loud if she wasn’t careful - all from the pad of her thumb resting on your tongue. And the way it twitched and made a swallowing motion as the bitter taste of the marker hit your throat really didn’t help.

“Hah…” You made a small noise at the prolonged moment. Surely the marker didn’t need this long to deposit a tiny dot pigment?

Ellie quickly snapped out of it, ripping her gaze from your mouth to your eyes. Right, she was still piercing you today, nothing else. And the taste of the marker probably wasn’t pleasant enough to be placed there for so long…

“Uh- so, ‘m gonna get the needle now.” She stuttered out, before making a joke.

“Last chance to back out…..or tell me if you’re squeamish….”

Fuck, the needle was kinda of big. Like, really big. Was it really meant to be that big? For a moment you hesitated, wanting to back out of this all and go home. But then you looked at Ellie, holding the forceps in once hand, reaching to grab the needle with the other, and you really wondered if backing out and embarrassing yourself in front of Ellie Williams - because of a fucking needle - was worth it. It would be over quick, right?

“Um, no- I mean-” you coughed.

“No, not squeamish, so, yeah, ‘m ready…”

“Yeah? Just uh, take a deep breath, ‘n stick your tongue out when you’re ready.”

You closed your eyes, and took a deep breath. In through your nose, out through your mouth, and stuck out your tongue - just like Ellie said. For a moment, you flinched, feeling the cold press of the forceps clamping on your tongue, before you concluded that keeping your eyes open would lessen the surprises. In front of you was Ellie, although a lot closer than before. And this time, with the needle in her hand, facing you.

She nodded, for approval. And you could only look at her with wide enough eyes that you hoped conveyed your consent, before she slowly, and gently, put the needle through.

Now, if Ellie hadn’t been on the clock, if there weren’t a couple people at the register or a possible camera somewhere in the room, Ellie would have fucked you. She would have shoved the damn piercing in and shove you flat on the seat and she would have fucked you so hard you’d be numb the day after. But Ellie couldn’t.

Fuck, she wanted to, but she couldn’t. Because no matter how fucking hot you were, or how cute you looked staring so trustingly up at her with your cute fucking eyes while she shoved a needle in your mouth, or how your small breathy whine of pain when it went through made Ellie soak herself-

“I uh- ‘m gonna put the piercing through now. It’s gonna feel a bit pinchy for a second.”

She didn’t know if you wanted her back.

You scrunched your eyes a little, as the piercing went through, but discomfort finally turned into relief as you could finally put your tongue back in your mouth. Then it went quiet for a bit, the both of you not really knowing what to do next. Which was weird, because wasn’t Ellie used to doing this?

“Can I um, take a look?”

She stared at you, for a moment, almost like she was in thought, before nodding and reaching for the mirror and handing it to you. You held it up and stuck your tongue out once again. And, to your happiness, it looked really fucking good.

There was a chance you got a little too happy, however, as you smiled openly and started to almost flick your tongue about, looking at it from every angle imaginable. And maybe if you paid less attention to your new modification, and more on Ellie, you’d notice her focused stare on you. Well, your tongue, more like.

You’d have noticed her furrowed brows, deep in thought, her own mouth slightly open at the sight, and her fists clenching and unclenching, too. But you didn’t.

What you did notice, though, was her ripping the mirror out of your hands. Like an epiphany came to her about your piercing. She threw it on the table, making a loud clanging noise, before cupping your face with her hands on each side. She stayed like that for a while, staring at your now closed mouth and so close that you could feel her breath fanning on your face. And it took about five seconds before Ellie’s eyes widened and she realised how fucking weird she was being.

“Uh- fuck-” she began, almost like she was breathless. Her eyes flitted around the room and she shifted on her feet, until she could figure out what to say.

“Your piercing.”

“My…..piercing?”

“It’s crooked. Might be the backing but uh- I need to fix it.”

You raised a brow. Wasn’t Ellie mean to be a really good piercer? Maybe it was the piercing itself or something, you thought, as you nodded closely and opened your mouth. Slowly, you felt her right hand trail from your cheek to your lips, thumb pulling slightly on the bottom one before slipping her index into your mouth.

Shit, Ellie missed it so much. Albeit, it had probably been three minutes since she last had her fingers in your mouth, but it felt so good. Like they belonged there. She wondered how long she could keep this up, before you noticed what she was doing. She was almost worried you’d find out and get mad at her. But then she felt your tongue swishing along her index, and then she slipped her middle finger in too. And then, Ellie stopped giving a fuck.

And you couldn’t help but rest your cheek on the lasting hand on the side of your face, almost nestling into it as subtly as possible. Part of you knew this was unprofessional, that there were better ways to go about a fucked up piercing. But another part of you couldn’t help but like what Ellie was doing. And you couldn’t help but suck.

Ellie choked out a moan. She covered it up though, by talking.

“You need to stop moving. Here, let me just-”

“Ellie-”

“Shhh, don’t move.” She spoke so tenderly, almost whispering to you as her thumb stroked your cheek. Maybe it was the soft dominance she was extruding, or maybe it was because of how desperately fucking wet you already were. Either way, you listened.

You stayed still, as you felt the hand cupping you cheek slip down your jaw, and find its place on your throat. And you stayed still, as you felt her hand close around it and squeeze on either side.

“Can you stay still now, baby?” God, that made you feel fuzzy. That and the now limited blood circulation coming to your brain. Fuck, you never realised choking felt this good.

Ellie watched you, as your eyes drooped voluntarily, as drool started to slip out of your mouth while you were still sucking on her fingers. How you whimpered as her hold on your throat tightened - how your thighs rubbed together as she did that.

And you watched Ellie, through your hazy, droopy eyes, as her breathy pants got deeper, as she leaned even closer to you as her grip tightened, and as her eyes searched yours for some sort of response to a question she didn’t ask - but you knew she wanted the answer to. You sucked even harder. You let your tongue run along the ridged and bumps the gloves made on her finger. You swallowed so hard that her hand on your throat moved along in tandem.

“Shit- you- ohmygod-” Ellie’s eyes rolled to the back of her head and she whined. She was pleading you at this point.

And you nodded.

…Fuck it.

“You wanna fuck?” She mumbled breathily, taking a long, condescending glance at your body - the state of your body - and then another at the lock on the door. Running a hand through her hair, Ellie took a deep breath, before letting out a loose chuckle.

“God- s’is so fuckin stupid…” She ran her tongue along her teeth, scoffing at how eagerly, how desperately you looked at her. And this time, she answered her own question for you.

“…..Yeah, let’s fuck.”

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