Why Palestinians Sing This Song #gaza #palestine

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I think the best way to fight this AI shit is just to support actual creators. The cat's out of the bag with AI; our data's going to be taken and used without our consent whether we like it or not, so maybe we should put efforts into holding up those who create their own stuff. Comment/interact on people's writings and art. Make it worth them posting; make it clear that what the people are interested in isn't generated stuff, but things that people have actually done themselves. It's a drop in the ocean, but showing creators that it's them that deserve the support at least serves to cut off a tiny bit of oxygen to these AI hogs - and make a difference to creatives who are trying against hope to share with a community.

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10 children a day lose their limbs in Gaza. All hospitals in Gaza are basically barely functioning and the amputations are done in unsanitary conditions and without anesthesia

💜- Let the boy join us

Give me your attention

(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

Chapter 1.

(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)

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People in Gaza have been saying this would happen since the very start, as soon as the occupation started corralling everyone into the southern part of the strip they said this would happen. We watched it happen as the “safe” zones grew smaller and smaller and every time Rafah was targeted by air strikes even before this. And no one who could actually stop this lifted a finger. It’s been 129 days.