imagine your family being killed in such brutal ways and you can only rely on people spreading awareness and demanding a literal genocide to stop and people don’t want to help because it ruins their aesthetic
IM SO PISSED THEY MUTED MY EPEL MLP TIKTOK SOUND now I gotta post it on here...
reminder that bisan is only 25. reminder that motaz is only 24. it may seem like months of siege have aged them beyond their years, but at the end of the day they’re both in their early 20s—and yet they’ve both witnessed enough death and destruction to last them a lifetime. they deserve to see and live through a free palestine. all of palestine deserves to see and live through a free palestine. keep calling your reps and pressuring for a ceasefire.
💜- Let the boy join us
(Belphegor x reader)
This is a CYOA story. You will have choices at the end of each chapter and 3 days to cast your vote before the decision is locked in. Choose carefully, your decisions will affect not only your outcome, but the outcome of the characters as well
(Prev)
Choice: Answer Belphie first
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Despite the uncomfortable gut feeling you had about that message in particular, you chose to answer Belphie first. ‘Skim the conversation quickly and get it over with’ is what you told yourself as you clicked into the chat.
Belphegor: You’re cute when you smile
Belphegor: But I get annoyed when it’s caused by my brothers
Belphegor: Why don’t you smile for me like that y/n?
Not even taking a second glance at the responses, you backed out of the chat and made your way back onto the home screen where Levi welcomed you back. If that was a coincidence, it was the scariest one you’ve ever experienced... but it had to be, right? There’s no way Belphie could’ve actually known you were smiling because of Beel. He’s just code!
Taking a moment to compose yourself, you focused your attention back to what brought you back to the game: the new event. You hadn’t seen a pop up for it when you’d opened the game, but then again you hadn’t gotten any pop ups. How strange. Locating the event page wasn’t an issue though as it was in the usual placement. However, when the page loaded up, it wasn’t the event you were expecting. In fact, it was completely different to any event you had previously seen in the game ever from the fact there were no rewards, no special cards and no dance battles. Just the story chapters and only 8 of them at that. To say you were utterly confused would be an understatement, but you decided to click into the first chapter just to see what the story plot was.
It seemed simple enough, the boys were fighting over who you would spend time with and so you had come up with the idea to spend a day with them each. They would get to spend their time with you, and you would choose what things you wanted to do with them on that day.
The premise was nice and sweet, it wasn’t what you had returned to the game to see, but if you were already on the game, it couldn’t hurt to at least read through the chapters a little bit. If you decided you didn’t enjoy them, you could just exit the game and leave it like you had previously.
Sure, you had a gut feeling that something was very off, this wasn’t supposed to be the event and it most certainly wasn’t structured normally, but you wouldn’t be much of a y/n if you listened to it. So, completely disregarding the feeling of dread you felt, you clicked into the next story chapter which had you spending time with Mammon.
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“Alright human, the great Mammon is giving you the honour of choosing how we’ll spend our time today so you better be grateful and choose something fun!”
Smiling at Mammon’s usual tsundere shtick, you thought over the options that the game had given you and opted to spend some time watching a movie in his room. That seemed to be the right option as Mammon perked up at the opportunity to choose a movie and get to cuddle with you. Though getting him to admit that last part would be quite the struggle.
“Since I, the great Mammon, am letting you use my projector for entertainment, it is only fair that I get to choose the movie. So don’t you dare complain about it. You got that?”
Mammon slipped in an action movie, clearly a demon brand of Rocky but you weren’t going to comment on that apparently. You were given the option to cuddle further into Mammon’s side and not one to miss an opportunity to fluster him, you of course took the chance.
Mammon’s dialogue box popped up as if his response was about to show, but no text displayed. Thinking it was just glitched, you checked the logs to see what he had said, but it was still empty. Once again, the nervous feeling started creeping back up and completely consumed you once you clicked ahead and Belphie appeared on the screen.
What was he doing here? This was supposed to be Mammon’s chapter. His chapter is supposed to be the last one.... unless all the chapters are going to be disrupted by another brother? Yeah, that seems likely. He’s just the disruption for this one and then he won’t make another appearance until it’s his turn.
“You two look aufully comfortable.”
His tone was sharp and chilling. It sent shivers down your back and made you want to instinctively move yourself away from Mammon’s side. Not to mention the cold look in his eyes that seemed to stare right through you.
“B-Belphie! What are you doing in here? This is supposed to be my time with y/n!”
You didn’t miss the way Mammon’s voice wavered at the beginning of his sentence. Was he really that scared of Belphie? Or was it just shock and embarrassment?
“I was bored and wanted to come see what you were up to. I thought you’d have left the house but I guess I was lucky. I didn’t want to have to walk too far to find you.”
Once again, his words held a strange tone. Almost as if he was trying to tell you not to take the brothers outside of the house.
“Anyways, now that I’m here I’d like to sit down. Can I join you two?”
💜- Let Belphie join
💛- Tell Belphie to leave
(Please respond/ reblog with your choice. A decision will be made in 3 days)
a man self immolated in front of the israeli embassy in washington dc yesterday. not just any man. an active member of the us air force. he live streamed his death, and said that he refused to be complicit in a genocide any longer. he said that compared to what palestinians were facing every day, setting himself alight was nothing.
let me reiterate. an active duty air force member burned himself alive because he was so disgusted by what the us government was openly supporting. he live-streamed his own suicide, so the whole world could bear witness as a man in his military uniform set himself on fire to protest his government’s complicity in the horrors that we have all been forced to watch happen in real time. he became a new horror. footage of the immolation blurs him out the moment the fire catches, but you can hear him. it is over in seconds, really, but you can hear him screaming. he shouts “free palestine” until his body physically cannot make any sounds other than guttural screams of agony. and then he falls silent. a police officer arrives and points a gun at his still burning body, shouting at him to get down on the ground. and it is over.
his name was Aaron Bushnell. he was twenty five years old. and he isn’t here anymore because the political ruling class has decided that genocide is perfectly fine as long as it preserves imperialism. in the coming days, people will try to discredit him. to say that he was mentally unstable. they will try to bury his actions to save face and defend israel’s propaganda. do not let them. aaron knew what he was doing. he knew what he was doing when he put on his military uniform, set up his twitch stream, and made his final walk up to the embassy. he knew what would happen to him when he flicked that lighter. do not let them forget. aaron’s blood is on the hands of the political ruling class.
The goal of the #uncommitted campaign was just 10,000 votes to send a message
reblog to let people know you were here before the great twitter migration