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posture studies maybe (?)
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i don’t know how to explain to you people that no matter what a country’s government is like i do not and will not support the US indiscriminately bombing that country’s civilians and i don’t know why that’s a controversial take tbh
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The world stands against Zionism and it’s beautiful to see.
Weed out the cancer!
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📍Senegal.
Students expelled the Israeli ambassador at the largest university in Senegal, Cheikh Anta Diop University, from the university premises, where he had come to attend a conference on international relations.
Dozens of students gathered, waving Palestinian flags and chanting slogans including “free Palestine,” “free Gaza,” and “Israel is a war criminal.”
The demonstration prevented the ambassador from delivering his speech, and he was escorted off campus by security personnel as students cheered.
All Zionists should be treated like absolute scum.
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At last..my hubby!!
Ain't he handsome?
#vergil sparda#vergil devil may cry#vergil#fanart#devil may cry 5#devil may cry#digital artist#artists on tumblr#Youtube
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Reporter: Why do you think so many countries’ governments around the world are just ignoring what’s happening in Gaza?
Greta Thunberg: Because of racism, that’s the simple answer, I would say. Racism, and basically desperately trying to defend a deadly, destructive system that systematically maximizes short term economic profit and geopolitical power over the well being of humans and the planet. Right now, it is morally difficult to defend that – it is impossible— but they’re desperately trying which is …. absurd is not the word, but there are no words to describe it.
- Greta Thunberg in Paris, after returning from Israel’s illegal abduction of her aboard the Madleen (10 Jun 25)
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Ao3Ver.
Chapter 1: Special Delivery
Chapter 2: Domestic Instincts
Chapter 3: Devil May Cry… A Lot
Chapter 4: ?
Chapter 5: ?
Chapter 6: ?
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“DMbC?” ASKS
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Regret nothing..
Gaskeunn!!
A confession i dont regret
Tis got in the news lol-
I was part of this lol- there's a tele group and all. Got some soldiers actually breaking down and shut down their socials, some tried to report us but no update so far lol— the funniest shit is when a Zionist reporter actually cried on camera begging us to stop.. coz.. ok some actually went too far and got his and his wife's devices to lag— with the amount of messages
I wasn't alone ofc lol—
But seriously, if you're online.. you're never truly anonymous. Be kind
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‼️🚨Urgent appeal, very IMPORTANT 🚨‼️
The crossings are closed again‼️
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We want food to eat after fasting for 15 hours, nothing is like before... The prices are very expensive...😞

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My Sweet Little Sister (Sherlock x sister!Reader) platonic
3. Here Comes The Big Bro
Masterlist
feel free treat me kaffein
Hands trembling picking your nails remembering Mummy and Daddy's faces when you decided to stay with one of your brothers.
Surprised and delighted that you finally out from your shell, though they.. worried
Deeply worried about your sudden lack socialization and timidness what if staying with one of them you get worse not that your parents distrust their son, but when you are still a mere child.. you’re a cheerful, bright, and social butterfly child
All before that after that accident..and that one person
Placing your palm against your pounding chest you sigh staring down at your lap.
Alas, it was the past... and you want to change for the better, after all you can't always be like this for the rest of your life.
‘I can do this...for mummy and daddy..for my brothers’ glance to the car window staring at your reflection
‘and most of all for myself’
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Busy unpacking your stuff in a spare room next to Sherlock, John lean forward from his chair as he ask Sherlock about you to satisfy his curiousity
“she rather...different..from you” his eyes still on the hallway that connect with your room
“Mmhm” Sherlock hummed lying down on the sofa with a cookie you made in his mouth, even though you told him to share it with John he shrugged it off and snogged it to himself when you went off to your newly room.
“how come you didn't tell me about her?” turns his head toward Sherlock furrowing his eyebrow
“you never ask” Sherlock just shrugs.
“Right..fine” huffed the doctor leaning back in his chair, the detective flicked his eyes to John.
“you interested in her?” there’s a glint of protective in Sherlock's voice, and this goes noticed by John.
“well.. I think she’s…unique consider you both siblings” he took his word carefully.
The intense stare Sherlock gave him, made John hesitantly look away from him
“What?” John asks
“That's it?” the detective asks as if he is offended
“Well I..do think she’s beautiful…that’s it” Narrowing his eyebrow Sherlock sat up from his lying form
“you not…fancy her ..are you?” John just shrugged off the intense glare Sherlock gave him, must he admit you interested him though he will not answer it considering your brother giving him such animosity right now
“..why you’re asking?” asked John, Sherlock huffed as he lay again on the sofa
“nothing..just curious”
“I hope whatever you have for my sister remains platonic Doctor Watson” John snaps his head at the oldest Holmes looming in the doorway with his faithful umbrella in his hand
Ah..somehow he isn’t surprised by the Iceman's arrival
“You're not invited” Sherlock sat up from his lying form snatching the final piece of cookie from the coffee table across him, John sighed in disappointment..the smell of your cookies is deeply inviting…
“I'm here merely just for my sister, where is she?”
“not here” Sherlock shoved the cookie into his mouth
“Oh come now brother dear lies doesn’t fit you, the cookie is evidence enough that she is here”
Before any quarrel between siblings happens a light footstep coming from behind the eldest Holmes
“Mikey?”John's eyebrow raised, his ear couldn’t believe what he heard
The…hell you call Mycroft?..?
“Sister..” beamed at his sight you rush to the Holmes first born engulf him in a hug, John's eyes almost pop out as if he couldn’t believe what he saw a sincere and genuine smile on Mycroft's face.
“I'm sorry I couldn’t visit you lately” he looked down at you.
“it's okay I do enjoy the gift you send me it’s all lovely Mikey “
“glad to hear it dear sister” Caressing your hair, softly gasp you realese him gazing up at him
“I have something for you Mike” rushed back to your room, the ice man's genuine smile dropped when you left, snap his head to John
“I suggest what you saw and heard earlier would be not out from this room Doctor Watson” Mycroft straightening his coat furrowed his eyebrow at John
“And do please close your mouth”
John obediently closed his mouth just how big is your influence on these sociopath brother
your steps getting closer to Mycroft
“I made you something” Holding out a medium bag of cookies Mycroft could smell the sweet scent from it, he remembered the little you always loved to bake something sometimes with your mother, sometimes you make it yourself.
Sometimes it came out bad… sometimes it came out perfect, but mostly it came out perfect a perk being Holmes you remember almost all of the recipe.
He is glad that you still find love in baking even after that day…
But then again he is still on his strict diet, he could almost sense Sherlock's smirk he knows..that his brother is on a diet..
“This is”
“Cookies..I..made it myself” You flashed him a shy smile, Mycroft almost grimacing how could he refuse his adorable little sister?! For you always the sincere and the supportive one?
“Thank you…”
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You still look up at him with glimmering eyes of yours, expecting him to eat it and tell it how it is..just like when you are younger begging them of how it tastes.
“if don’t want it give that to me”
Mycroft glares at Sherlock covering his cookies away from him
“didn’t you already…” you trailed off
“It's not enough sis” Shaking your head in disapproval, then you sheepishly glance at John fidgeting your finger.
“I.. I hope the cookies are to your liking..doctor Watson..” both Sherlock and Mycroft stare at him.
“or..um..did Sherlock not share it with you?” John immediately answered it
“Nope not at all” Narrowing your eyebrow you throw glare at Sherlock who look away from you
Mycroft huffed amused at his brother getting scolded by his younger sister, undoing the white ribbon he opened the purple bag
The smell of Vanilla and cinnamon coming out from it, ahh..this smell is so nostalgic damn his diet damn Sherlock damn all those goldf-
“I don’t use much sugar in it knowing you are probably on a diet..”
Mycroft glances at you thankful for your understanding
“Thank you, sister..I deeply appreciate it” he took a bite of it showing his sincere smile at you
That hopeful smile on your face..he will always say it is good even if it burnt
“It delightful as always sister” you shyly chuckle beaming at the praise
A ring from Sherlock snaps John's gaze from both siblings
“Ah! Right on time got a case to solve! Come along John, you too sister!”
“Me too?” you point at yourself.
“why of course I may need some of your…input” taking his coat and yours from the coat hanger
Mycroft knows that is not the reason he could just solve the case without your help.. he merely wanted to show off to his sister, grabbing your wrist he dragged you along ignoring your yelp, and said your rushed farewell to Mycroft as John hopped off from his chair rushed to get his jacket tailing after you and Sherlock.
“Take care of her Sherlock!!” Mycroft shook his head just like old times swiftly taking out his phone ‘The Sun is on its way’
#bbc sherlock#sherlock holmes#mycroft holmes#john watson#sister reader#my sweet little sister#sherlock x reader#mycroft x reader#john watson x reader#platonic
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The US-backed terrorist state of Israel bombed the Thai Restaurant west of Gaza, killing several Palestinian civilians especially young children.
Absolutely horrifying...
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Few years ago, 2017- 🦅🇮🇩 been so against Israel, that Netanyahu's plane had to take a detour around 🦅🇮🇩 when he went to Australia- or we'd shoot his plane down with a missile..

↑ source
Now the president is considering to form a diplomatif tie shit- which is against the vow we made in the law, made when we got our independence, about how nobody is free until everyone is free- about how we don't even recognize Israel as a country. They cant even go on a vacay in Bali except they use the other passport.. yk
Since the very first president (the whore) the founding father, until the most recent football event, we refuse to even play with them.
So idk what's the Grandpa yapping about, how do we make a diplomatic tie with a country we doesn't believe existed by the law- oh yea, he could just change the law.
I'm so mad, i think we need a second Rengasdengklok incident fr-
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Julius Malema, member of the South African parliament and leader of the Economic Freedom Fighters party, on Trump’s grotesque “white genocide” spectacle at the White House yesterday:
“We’re not going to kill white people. Stop being sensitive. No one is going to kill you. You think we’re going to kill you just because you killed our people? The killing mentality is in your head. We don’t have a killing mentality. We have a mentality of justice and peace. The only thing we’re not prepared to do is to prioritize peace over justice. There must be justice first, before there is peace…
"We don’t owe white people an apology. Black people, stop apologizing to whites. They are the ones owing us an apology. You have done too much damage to black people. who are unemployed because of you, who are dying of diseases because of you, who are illiterate because of you, who are addicted to drugs because of you. You owe us a lot.
"You must show remorse and stop behaving like crybabies. South African democracy is going to be built by a robust debate, particularly when it comes to race relations. We must stop deceiving each other. The poor meant black. The rich meant white. For as long as that has not been resolved, there will be a permanent problem between the poor and the rich.”
Via Jeffrey St. Clair
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Dehumanization and using food as a weapon to ethnically cleanse the North.
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Bisan talks about the grief of her three martyred cousins that burned alive and the suffering of the survivors in an israeli occupation airstrike on a school full of civilians last night. Piles of burnt bodies last night, including babies and children, around 40 people. A targeted attack on a shelter for families, another repeated war crime by genocidal israel in their goal to eradicate all Palestinians.
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Johnny hated him, despised the little bastard. The guy was always sending him looks, being cheeky. Taking over while he was gone.
The big man was drinking out of his mug, eating his food, sleeping in his bed, with his lass, even in front of him—where he should be! Johnny should be the one laying on your soft tummy, resting his head on your tits; not the fat, lazy, brunette, wiry-haired—
“Meow.”
“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” you coo, petting the snitch, who was giving you goo goo eyes, and soft, sad sounds, spinning a tale of Johnny’s bullying. The horror, the horror!
“Johnny! Stop glaring at him like that!”
“What?! He’s the one rubbing up all on you!—“
“He’s also the one that is guaranteed to be at my wedding. You are just a ‘perhaps’.”
Johnny, huffed, crossing his arms as the cunt on top of you started purring, narrowing his slanted pupils at him. The so-called ‘Moonpie’ chirped, laughing at him.
You win this time, fluff nuts.
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