Hello, Can You Please Reblog Or Publish A Post For My Campaign? Due To The Weakness Of Donations, They

‏Hello, can you please reblog or publish a post for my campaign? Due to the weakness of donations, they pass slowly as ice. I hope you can help me. A small amount like $10 will be more than useful to help me and my family. Thank you for everything💔🙏

‏Vetted Gaza Evacuation Fundrais‼️💔🍉🍉🍉

Farah is #310 on the Vetted Fundraisers List‼️

‏Right now, donated money is being used to help us survive this war. Food is very expensive and my family has to pay rent for the land that our tent is on. However, I want to save up enough money to evacuate my family to a safer place where we can rebuild our lives. I dream of returning to university to finish my computer science degree. I want to provide a better life for my family than is possible in Gaza. My family and I have many dreams we would like to fulfill after this war. We are grateful to everyone who donated and helps us during this time of suffering. Thank you for reading

‏https://gofund.me/73d4b003

Hey yall! It would be nice if you could go help this person!!

Any amount helps!!

https://gofund.me/73d4b003

I have an idea.. a proposal perhaps (i really need to stop saying that people are gonna figure out who I am because I say jt too much on my page and I'd be so fucking embarrassed)

NSFW promt/ask/idk

MOVING ON.

OK SO, D.A.M.N polycule right? Freelancer is home early and decides to get a rise out of their boyfriends, not knowing 2 would be home earlier than expected, they put on thigh highs and send a picture into their gc, you can have the boys thirsting/simping over them (respectfully)

Theyre all rushing to get work done to get home to them

The first two home are Huxley and Damien...

Yo-you csn

....decide what happens next 👀

(Ahhhh thank you so much for this request, sorry this took so long and I hope you like it!💜)

It was never a good thing when the Freelancer was bored. It didn’t happen often, not with all the classes they took and with four partners and a little empathy daemon as a brother, but it did happen from time to time. They’d studied ahead and gotten their assignments done for a few weeks, and Caelum was busy with his charges and couldn’t come by. Lasko was teaching, Gavin and Damien were in their classes, and Hux was at practice. They were on their own for hours. It wasn’t like they could start on dinner at noon. So when the mail arrived, they were pleasantly surprised to see a package they’d ordered. And an idea hit them. They definitely wouldn’t be bored anymore.

They grinned as they pulled the black thigh highs up, fingers smoothing down the lace as they admired how they looked. They paired them with Hux’s only button down shirt, it was big enough to cover them and they could still unbutton it to show off a little more skin. Just enough to be tempting. They settled on the picture they liked best and dropped it into the group chat.

The Freelancer’s stomach dropped when they heard the front door open. Muffled voices getting clearer as they got closer. “Damn bro, you must have ran from campus. You get that hot and bothered from the pic they sent?”

“Shut up! I was getting my cardio in, that was the only reason I was running.” Damien snapped out, looking up at Hux as they stood right outside their bedroom. The fire elemental turned to see them sitting on the bed, his lips quirking up. “Aren’t you going to welcome us home, brat?”

“I thought you wouldn’t be home until later?”

Hux chuckled as he stepped into the room “Practice let out early so I was already on the way home when I got the message.”

“My last class was cancelled. As unprofessional as it was, I will say I’m grateful to be able to leave early, just this once.” The fire elemental grinned, “I get to show you how much I appreciated your little picture.”

They gulped at the heat in his eyes, that look that they loved to see, that made heat pool in their gut and a shiver of trepidation going up their spine. Or was it anticipation? With Damien, it was mostly both. His fingers ghosted along their jaw, their head tilting up at that little bit of guidance. He tugged lightly at the collar of the shirt they had on, “Maybe I should burn off this off?”

“Hey now, hotstuff. I get that you’re excited but let them keep it. They’re cute with it on.” Hux grinned, one large hand resting on Damien’s shoulder.

“Tch, you just like it because they’re wearing your shirt.” He huffed, but he let go of the shirt. “Fine, they can keep it, and those…delightful stockings. Anything else isn’t needed, right, brat?”

“Aww, they aren’t a brat. They can be so obedient, so sweet. You want to be good for us, don’t you, baby?” Hux’s voice lowered, his smile saccharine but he knew that his words had those knots coiling inside them. They bit down on their lip, their head bobbing in a nod before they could really think of doing otherwise. They had such a hard time being a brat to the big guy, it really wasn’t fair when he looked at them like that.

“You can at least use your words when he asks you a question.” Damien’s fingers threaded through their hair, his blunt nails lightly scratching at their scalp as they leaned into the touch.

“I want to be good, sir.” They rasped out, their heart beating a staccato rhythm in their chest as his eyes darkened at the title, his grip tightening in their hair and drawing a whine from them.

“Don’t be so rough with them, hotstuff.”

“I’m not going to break them,” He rolled his eyes, placing one of his hands on the larger man’s chest and moving him back until he sat down on the bed. “Though you’d like it if we did that, wouldn’t you, doll? Want us to break you? Just leave you a whimpering, needy mess? Why don’t we show Hux just how durable you are?”

~◇~♤~

Damien’s mouth was on theirs, hot and hungry as he swallowed down the moans and whimpers that escaped them as they rolled their hips down. Hux’s hands were on their waist, the span of his fingers always made them feel small in comparison. Well, not just his hands. He filled them up so completely, just shy of being too much for them, but oh, they could never get enough of this feeling.

Their back pressed against Hux’s chest as Damien leaned into them, his hands on their thighs to keep them spread open, his fingers traced the edges of lace that pressed against their skin. Hux’s breath left him in a shuddering exhale right by their ear.

“Fuck, baby. You feel so good.” His grip tightened as his hips rolled up to meet them, they had to pull back from Damien to gasp in a breath, their fingers bunching into his shirt as they held onto his shoulders. “Shit, you’re so tight.”

Damien’s chuckle had them focusing back on him, even as the pleasure continued to build drop after drop and they were so close to overflowing. “You gonna cum again, doll?” His hand slid up their thigh to where they were hottest, drawing a gasp from them as their hips tried to buck forward to meet him.

Hux moaned, deep and guttural as his grip tightened, keeping them still and forced to take the onslaught from both of them. The earth elemental’s gentle yet steady rhythm and Damien’s persistent fingers turning their mind to a jumbled mess.

Damien’s searing lips at their neck, sucking and licking and somewhat burning, had them tumbling over the edge. They’re shattering around him, their body twitching and convulsing and their voice rising in their ecstasy.

The earth elemental grunted as they sent him over that edge as well, his face pressed against their shoulder as he rode out his high. Damien smiled as he watched his partners come back to themselves, both panting heavily, their skin flushed and their eyes dazed and fuck if they didn’t look magnificent like this.

Hux trailed gentle kisses up their shoulder as his fingers massaged their hips where bruises from his grip were already forming. “I told you they could take it.”

He chuckled softly at the smug tone the fire elemental’s voice carried, accepting the water bottle he was offered and taking a large swig. “Thanks, bro.”

The Freelancer blinked, a shiver going through them at the slight sting of aloe that Damien dabbed at their skin. “I got a little carried away, love. How do you feel?”

They smiled lazily as they pulled him in closer, kissing his cheek “Mmm, fuzzy-headed and jelly-boned.” They took a drink from the bottle Hux offered them.

“Good, let’s get you both cleaned-“ Damien blinked as their hands slid under his shirt, his inhale a little shaky as his words stalled at their touch and the look in their eyes as they leaned forward.

“We’re not done yet, Damie. Not until I return the favor.”

“Make that ‘we’, babe.” Huxley chuckled deeply as he reached around them to put his hand on Damien’s hip to draw him in closer. “Dinner might be a little late tonight.”

(@cottagecorexboy only because I hope he likes this)

Their not mine it’s fine

(It’s a random TikTokers I’m pretty sure?)

YES

ITS A TIKTOKERS

NOT MINE

IM TRYING