Here Is Mine!!

Help a Family in Need

I am reaching out on behalf of my dear friend, Mohamad S., who is facing one of the most challenging times of his life. Mohamad is 37 years old and left his homeland in 2015 in search of a safer and better future. He’s a kind, hardworking man, and his small family has always been his greatest priority.

Living abroad, Mohamad has recently endured unimaginable loss and financial strain. Amidst the ongoing conflict in his homeland, his mother passed away, leaving behind his sister and her five young children—the last remaining members of his immediate family.

As the situation worsened, Mohamad managed to help his sister and her children escape to safety in Egypt, covering their immediate needs and securing a temporary refuge for them. Since then, he has been fully responsible for providing everything they need to survive during this transition.

In his efforts to support his family and cope with this devastating loss, Mohamad has found himself deeply in debt. To make matters even more difficult, he recently underwent knee surgery, which limits his ability to return to work for the foreseeable future. This has made it even harder for him to manage his financial responsibilities and the pressing need to provide his family with a stable future.

Mohamad is now working to bring his sister and her five children to join him in Belgium, where he hopes they can find stability and opportunity after all they’ve endured. This transition, however, requires significant resources that he is currently unable to meet alone.

For privacy reasons, we are not sharing Mohamad’s full name, as he has chosen to keep his identity discreet. While he initially refused the idea of asking for help, I couldn’t stand by and watch him struggle alone. I insisted on doing this for him because he deserves a chance to overcome these challenges.

Your contribution will help Mohamad repay the debt incurred during this difficult time, cover ongoing living expenses for his family, and assist with the costs involved in bringing them safely to Belgium.

Mohamad has been a good friend of mine for years, and I’ve always admired his resilience and generosity. Any support, no matter the size, will make an incredible difference in helping Mohamad and his family rebuild their lives after these painful experiences.

Thank you for reading his story and considering helping a man who has always done everything he can for his loved ones.

Adam

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HAIKYUU BOYS AND THEIR PILLOW PRINCESS ! ☺︎ 

starring ⇢ suna, sakusa, kuroo, osamu, iwaizumi, oikawa

a/n : frothing. unedited. has been sitting in the drafts for so long. this one goes out to my fellow pillow princesses out there. ♡ @hqintheclub​

☀︎ MINORS DNI 18+ ONLY 

warnings : degradation, praise, edging, overstimulation, daddy kink, riding, use of sex toy, fingering, mating press, spanking, hair pulling, soft pussy slaps, oral (f receiving)

word count : 693

❖ — SUNA RINTAROU

“all you do is spread your legs for me, huh?”

suna growls as he mercilessly pounds into your dripping pussy. he’s been at this for hours, and he’s showing no intention of stopping.

he takes holds of your ankles, draping them over his broad shoulders as the anklet with his initials on it shake and tinkle right beside his ear.

the new angle hits your sweet spot better than ever as your sharp cries and whimpers send shivers down suna’s spine. you sound heavenly. how could he ever resist pounding his princess?

“this is what you wanted right? just lying down while i fuck you? so stop whining and take it like a good girl.”

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Why tf are these so hot-???

(Not that I am complaining <33)

Matsukawa Reacting to you Asking Him to Rail you | 3/46

Pairing: Issei Matsukawa x f!reader

Notes: Two in one day because who can tell me no? 😂 I hope you guys like this one! I’ve gotten some good feedback on the other two, so fingers crossed this keeps up the momentum 🤞

Photo count: 6

If you want to see the other Haikyuu chapters I have done as well as catch up with this series as I post new parts, you can follow {this link} to my Haikyuu texting series masterlist!

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haikyuu schools as netflix posters 🎬🍿 [insp] 

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[11:37 P.M.]

“Can I sleep now?” His head lies flat on your shoulder while he fiddles with your fingers in his larger hands, his silent sighs dissipating in the cool air.

“Not yet,” you press, massaging his scalp and twirling your fingers through his hair. A hand of his drops to your thighs, a tiny squeeze jolts your nerves before he rubs the fabric that hugs it, creating tingles that arise underneath. “Wait a little longer, okay, Baby?”

“How much longer,” he groans.

“Uhm,” you drag, picking up your phone and clicking the power button before returning it beside your leg on the couch, “about twenty-three minutes.” He sighs louder this time, patting your thigh before lifting his head off your shoulder and pushing himself up. “Wait, Hajime, don’t leave yet,” you adjure while grabbing his wrist. “It’s only twenty-three minutes, I promise to let you sleep in late tomorrow, please?” Your pleading eyes make him roll his own, huffing when he plops himself lazily on the couch again.

“Fine,” he mumbles, letting his head fall to your lap. “Only twenty-three-”

“Twenty-two, now.”

“Twenty-two minutes. Then we’re going to sleep, okay?”

“Of course, Baby.” Your fingers twiddle strands of his tufts of hair with his hand finding your leg once again.

Twenty-one minutes have passed. Your eyes stayed glued to the clock. The second the time changes to midnight your head dips to his ear. “Happy birthday, Hajime,” you whisper, connecting your lips to his sharp jawline and pecking his cheek.

You weren’t surprised to find him already asleep, his tiny snores telling you just that. You chuckle to yourself, carrying his head off your lap and placing a pillow under. It takes you about fifteen seconds to grab a blanket from your shared bed, draping it over his frame before climbing in yourself. You thread your legs with his as his head unintentionally nudges in your chest and his arms wrap around your waist subconsciously.

“Happy birthday,” you mutter one more time before letting yourself lean into him and letting your mind go dormant in his grasp. Hopefully, you’ll be here again for another one.

in honor of muscle man's bday today <3333333333333

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Please elaborate on iwa maddog threesome 🧎

man some of the tags on this post specifically about iwa and kyoutani have had me ROLLING

Iwa who fucks you slow and deep and sensually and Kyoutani who is just an animal- but who's watching the way Iwa touches you and trying to imitate it, in his own way.

Iwa kisses along the edge of your jaw to your throat, murmuring how good you are, how deep you're taking him, how tight you feel.

Kyoutani holds your chin in one big, life-roughened hand and drags his teeth along your pulse point while he grunts out praise about your pussy.

Iwa lets you taste yourself off the tips of his fingers, brushing them gently across your swollen lips for you to welcome in, and Kyoutani presses down against your tongue in a vague replication of the same gesture, but it has you drooling from the corner of your mouth as you moan around the digits.

Iwa fucks your mouth while Kyoutani fucks you from behind, Iwa instructing his former kouhai to slow down, to be gentle- but his voice fails him when one of the younger man's brutal thrusts has you gagging around him, throat sucking him in tight.

And Kyoutani listens, or he really tries to - Iwa's the only man who's ever really been able to get him to fall into line. And you just feel so fucking good and you're making his senpai feel good, and it only makes him fuck you a little bit harder, a little bit meaner.

But truthfully no one seems to have any complaints.

smau idea: the tiktok trend where you update them on your day for no reason

(if you are unfamiliar with this i can send a link)

YOU RANDOMLY UPDATE THEM ON YOUR DAY

characters: bokuto + kageyama+ kenma + iwaizumi + suna + ushijima + (gn!reader)

warnings: none

notes: i feel like this is eh but here you go <3

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:) <3

ok you’re so cool i was a little scared to ask hehe

but really…i want mattsun to bully me pls 😩😩 that gunplay thirst wow i really want to gag on his dick while he spits in my face what is wrong with me he has no screen time and is still hot as fuck

BRUH FRATBOY MATTSUN WAIT THIS GAVE ME THE IDEA OKAY WAIt

pls no nothing cool here 😫 but thank you qhejqje (I wrote this twice man, pray for my poor heart) i love thirst like these don't be shy send me the kinkiest shit I have so many issues 🥴🥴

PLEASE you don't understand, as I personally proclaimed him as haikyuu's biggest sadist (okay maybe after sakusa), and since all my thoughts are canon 😋 lemme bless you with what I have in mind babe-

THIS POST IS NSFW! Minors do not interact or I'll bite.

warnings: taking pictures, on your pretty face he nut on :3 spitting, slapping (soft), oral (male receiving), fingering, size kink hehe, this is heavy yall, idk what else uhh, calling names?? Tell me if I missed smtn

here's gunplay w mattsun because I'm a whore and here's the taglist form if you wanna be tagged when I post!

You don't like parties.

The way your short skirt and tiny top feels awkward on your body, the air heavy and feels dirty, cigarette smoke hanging in the air making your eyes and throat burn.

It all feels too much, you don't even like to drink, you know you don't fit in this place, but you just wanted to live your life for once.

Even saying that leaves a weird, foreign taste in your mouth, it's not something you'd say, after all, not something you'd you'd think, really, it's just you trying to calm yourself using your friend's words.

"Please- just come with me babe," she had begged and begged, "I finally have a chance with Matsukawa please don't let me go alone!"

For some reason, she was so damn obsessed with the guy lately, texting him so damn often, squealing with happiness whenever he texted back 8 hours later (earliest and dry: ok 👍), doing everything she could to get his attention- so there was no way you could say no when she asked you to be there for her.

But you just couldn't have known it would turn out this way.

"What a fucking slut," his breath fans on your neck, lips tracing the shell of your ear, you can feel his lazy smile, your back flush against his chest. "Getting fingered by her friend's crush."

He's obsessive as his touch never once leaves you room to breathe, large hands groping and pulling on your tits spilling from your blouse ripped open, fingers planted in your panties under the skirt your friend had gave to you (maybe you'll get lucky, she had winked.)

"She's your best friend, too, no?" His fingers circle your clit making you whine loudly, "how much of a whore do you have to be to fuck your best friend's crush?"

"-'m not!" You whine but your body betrays you by bucking your hips on his fingers, knees shaking as you fall deeper into his heavy touch. "I'm not a whore!"

"Sure you aren't sweet girl," Matsukawa's lazy gaze lingers on your face contracting with pleasure as his fingers start thrusting in and out of you, laughing at the sounds your pussy makes, "and this pretty little pussy isn't yours, either, making the sluttiest fucking sounds- fuck, do you fucking hear yourself, darlin'?" He groans behind you, grinding his hard cock on your ass, his huffs of short pants and moans making you feel dizzy.

"Please-!" Your hand closes around the wrist of his hand fingering you into oblivion. "Mattsun, please!"

His fingers are so long and so big- two of them barely fit inside you and he still pushes a third in, his cock twitching at the way how you can't even take three of his fingers, wondering how you'll manage to take his cock, grinding his hips and moaning so sinfully at the tears welling in your eyes.

Your body shakes so much against his, you're so small compared to him, Matsukawa wonders if he can even fit the tip of his cock in this tight pussy- even if he could, you're so damn sensitive, already crying, already drooling, all over yourself like a stupid fucking whore.

You're close, he can tell. Your body starts squirming even more, you can't stay still as his fingers keep going in and out of you and-

"I'm cumming!" You scream as your whole body shakes uncontrollably, "imcummingimcumming-"

The way you clamp down on his fingers as you do is nothing but exciting for him, thinking how it'll feel around his cock if you're this tight just around his fingers. When you finally come down of your high, your limp body is ushered onto your knees before you even know what's happening, your head lolling around, eyes shut close, you're about to sleep.

"Wake up," Matsukawa furrows his brows, his hand grips your jaw and shakes your head around, watching the way your mouth opens to suck on his digits, "fucking wake up, slut."

His large fingers tap on your damp cheeks, large hand landing a "soft" slap on your damp cheeks to jerk you back awake when shaking you doesn't work.

(you look pretty like this. fingered unconscious, head lolling around like a doll, your tits all for his gaze to see and enjoy.)

He grins when you moan.

You open your eyes only to find a huge cock against your lips, Matsukawa grinning down at you, his fingers trying to dip in your mouth and give his cock access at your pretty tongue.

He rubs the tip of his cock on your lips, the salty precum making you flutter close your eyes, the sheer size of him causing panic to start welling up.

"Spit on it, pretty thing," he orders as his hand slowly pumps his cock, still rubbing it on your face, now on your eyes and brows, humiliating- but has you clenching in your panties nonetheless.

You do, a trickle of spit falling on his cock, but it's just too big and you're small- it can't even lather the upper half.

The moment your spit touches his cock, Matsukawa's large hand flies into your hair, pulling on the locks so mercilessly, making you cry out a scream, your face forcefully being turned up, your neck aching.

"You call that spitting?" He snarls at your face, lips curled in pain, and suddenly his lazy demeanor is lost to a cold, dangerous one. "I'll show you what spitting is."

It's not a second after you feel something wet on your face, foreign and disturbing, trickling down to the left corner of your mouth. Matsukawa's fingers start spreading the fluid even more on your face, they dip into your mouth and make you taste him.

"Ooh, fuck-" he groans at how pathetic of a bitch you are, taking his spit so good, the guy that your best friend has such a desperate crush on. "Fuck, you little bitch, suck my fucking cock, already. Bet you can do it much better than your stupid friend, show me how good you suck a cock, baby."

He's huge, he's huge in your mouth, almost impossible to fit, but you somehow stuff that little mouth with his cock, and even do a good job about it.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He groans, hands still pulling on your skin, your hair, however he can hurt you as you suck his cock. "So damn good!"

As he finally pulls out, so close to cumming, he starts pumping himself vigorously before your eyes, staring into your awaiting mouth and his cock twitching even more.

You look ruined, your pretty face wet with his and your spit, your tears caused by the way he had fucked your mouth and now-

"Fuck, I'm cumming." He groans, and you feel the hot, sticky fluid all over your face, running down your face, some you can catch in your mouth.

It feels awful, to have someone's cum on your face, especially someone who cumms buckets of it, you almost can't breathe by just how much cum he has.

your phone rings.

you hear the ring of a text.

"I think Matsukawa's fucking some other bitch tonight, where are you? I just wanna go home."

You can't read it as you're busy trying to taste as much of his cum as you can- but Matsukawa sees it, and he has a pretty idea.

With his cock still half hard, Matsukawa reaches for his phone, opening your friends contacts, and the camera.

"Hey, sweetheart," he calls for you, your face still covered with his cum, you look more beautiful than you ever did. "Smile for me."

snap, and send.