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blackout174 · 1 day
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I don't buy that there's a rift between Biden and Netanyahu. You don't sign a bill like this one day
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and claim there's a growing rift between the two countries the next day.
It's all political theatre, just like the ceasefire resolution the US tried to pass last week. It's meant to convince everyone who is angry at Biden over Gaza that he's really going to hold Netanyahu to account this time.
The US is still working with Israel to destroy Gaza by providing money weapons, building that port (with rubble from Palestinian homes), and destroying the UNRWA.
Don't stop applying pressure on the Biden administration. Who knows how long we have until Rafah is invaded. Don't ease up under the believe that this time the US will finally stop supporting Israel.
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blackout174 · 2 days
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Innocent Palestinian men were targeted by Israeli drones last month in Khan Younis.
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الله يرحمهم ويغفر لهم وحسبنا الله ونعم الوكيل في كل من كان بوسعه إيقاف تلك المجازر ولم يتحرك.
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blackout174 · 2 days
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This is from a few days ago ⤵️
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blackout174 · 2 days
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You always joked about how you'd find out what's beneath his mask someday. Literally and figuratively.
He'd scoff at your attempts, or suggestions to lift up his sniper mask. Some of them caught him off guard, to the point he almost did it if not for his logical mind. But some of them were downright ridiculous, that he couldn't help but snort.
Maybe you already accepted it from the start, that he would never give in, but it had become a harmless jest at this point, so you might as well keep it going.
Until he gives you permission.
The thing is, it doesn't make you happy—it scares you to death instead. He once bit off someone's finger when they poked it in the place they shouldn't have touched. So what's behind the mask couldn't be worth the pain.
At first, you thought of it as a warning. Yet he wasn't showing any signs of threat. He even pulled you closer, so you'd get a better view of him.
His mask stays on, but he lets you touch his face. Your hands hover an inch away from his veiled visage, before you test the water with a touch.
He doesn't flinch away, or charge at you like a venomous snake. He stays still, letting your hands cup his cheeks.
"Didn't you say you wanna feel my face?" He said as he brought you closer, causing a shiver down on your spine.
"I did," Your lips trembled slightly, "I'm doing it."
"You're not doing it right." He tugged your paralyzed hands onto his chest.
You're confused when he firmly grips both of your hands, before slowly sliding them under the hem of his hood.
"Inside, maus." He commanded you, "Tell me what you feel."
And so, you complied.
You reach into his mask, and touch his neck tentatively. For a brief moment, his muscles tense under your fingertips, before they come down relaxed.
"Oh." You murmured as you pressed your palm onto his nape, "You can certainly survive the fighter jet ride."
He doesn't give you any response, so you take it as a cue to continue.
Your hands creep up higher, until your fingers reach the soft bones of his ears. They seem small in your grasp, smaller than they should, for a man of his height. A quiet smile spreads in your lips, as you imagine the tiny shells that frame both sides of his face.
"I'm surprised you have clear skin." You commented when you caressed his cheek, feeling the texture of his skin, "I thought you'd have a problem with it since you always wore a mask."
"Not always." He replied, nudging you to roam further, "I took it off whenever I'm alone."
"Did you take care of it?"
"No."
"How unfair." You chuckled, "I want to have your skin."
He keeps his eyes on you, and you feel the need to clear your throat, before you trace the lines on his face.
"You have a big nose." You mused as you ran your finger down from the bridge of his nose, "It's crooked."
He hums, while his eyes follow your uncertain gaze.
"Why you stopped?" He called you out, and you jumped upon hearing them, "There's one place you haven't touched."
You bit your lips, trembling, as you lowered your hand, until you felt the soft lumps on your fingertips.
They form a thin line, before they split open, inviting your finger inside. Your breathing becomes labored, as he takes a hold on your hand, guiding your thumb into his mouth.
He doesn't break eye contact the whole time, and you're too paralyzed to look away. You feel the sharpness of his teeth as his lips are closing around your digit. You have anticipated the guillotine falling on the head of your thumb, yet what comes after is a soft brush of his tongue.
It was rough, and drenched with his saliva, that it formed a string at the time your thumb left his mouth.
"König—" You gasped when he dragged his lips down to your palm, before stopping on your wrist. Pressing his tongue on your pulse point, where the skin barrier is so thin, that it feels as if he's tasting your flesh.
"Scared, maus?" He muttered, his teeth scraped against your skin, "Are you scared of me?"
You stare at him, as your instinct screams at you to nod. But you shake your head, despite the tremble in your hands.
"Then you'll do as I say." He wraps his arm around your waist, leaving no room for you to run, "Take off my mask."
Your eyes widened, not believing what you just heard from his mouth. Alas, his glare is enough to confirm the truth.
He guides your hands to his mask, pushing it up in a manner that's close to unveiling a white cover. And once the mask is lifted, you have no time to admire him as he slams his lips against yours.
Your cry of surprise is swallowed by his mouth, as he pushes his tongue between your lips. You can't do anything but cling to him, as he presses your body down with his, until your back is flush against the cushion.
When you open your eyes, what greets you is a pair of eclipses. Gone was the cruel Colonel, as he's replaced by a voracious brute.
The moment he opens his mouth, you know you'll be devoured by him.
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blackout174 · 3 days
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my friend took in a stray and she’s the cutest kitty ever but he named her oil so whenever he sends a picture of her me and my other friends look like we’re roleplaying as the US military
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blackout174 · 3 days
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horrific article from the bbc broke last about israel detaining healthcare workers, stripping them naked, and beating them for days on end. we already knew israel was doing this to palestinian detainees, but to be deliberately targeting medical personnel--doctors and nurses and medical assistants on the ground trying to heal wounded palestinians--and then literally torturing them are on levels of cruelty i can't even begin to compute.
a humanitarian law expert in this article calls the footage coming out of this "concerning." i call it the terms racists love to throw baselessly at arabs: barbaric and inhumane.
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blackout174 · 3 days
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I would run to his bed and spread my legs to the maximum width. 🤤
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blackout174 · 4 days
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Mass graves of Palestinian men, women and children killed by Israel in Khan Younis, Gaza, February 26, 2024. This is genocide.
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blackout174 · 4 days
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Ex-Husband!Simon lil blurb
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He pulls up into the driveway, his eyes set on the truck that is parked there. He's never seen it before. But again, he hasn’t been here for months. 
You called him in a panic, but managed to keep calm to some extent in order not to alert him too much in fear of what might happen. 
He arrived in about 10 minutes, which seems miraculous since it’s usually a 30-minute drive. 
He calls you to say that he’s here, but you’re already at the door when you notice his car. 
“Hey. You ok? What happened?” he asks, a concerned look etched on his face. 
“Hi. Yeah. I'm fine, Si. I'm sorry if I troubled you too much. It's nothing. It was just a rat. I threw it out. You can go now.” you ramble as if in a hurry with a slightly shaky voice, but he picks up on it. 
“A rat?” he asks, narrowing his eyes in slight disbelief and confusion. 
“Yeah. A rat. Thanks so much for coming. I'm really sorry.” you say quickly, your voice wavering a little too much this time as you subtly look around in your periphery vision with timid eyes. 
“Look, love. If there’s anything bothering you right now, you can tell me.” he remarks, keeping his voice low so as not to scare you away like a frightened animal, or maybe not to awaken the unknown danger. He doesn’t really know which one. 
“I’m fine, Si. Please go.” you plead, desperate and fearful, but you know him too well to know that he wouldn’t drop the subject this easily, especially when it comes to your safety. 
You begin to close the door, but he stops you by placing his foot in front of it. 
“Wait... are you in danger?” he asks in a low voice, worry creeping up on him. 
“No!” you say and quickly turn your head away from him as if to check something, then turn to face him again, “Please go!” you whisper.
You take the opportunity to close the door as he takes a step back to look inside from the window, but not before he notices the faint bruise on your stretched-out forearm.
comments/reblogs are greatly appreciated ♥ 
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blackout174 · 4 days
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blackout174 · 4 days
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"free palestine," he shouted until his last breath. aaron bushnell, we will never forget you.
as much as bushnell's actions has moved us all, please seek other ways to take actionable measures against the injustices we face in the world. none of us wanted him gone, and the least we can do is prevent another such tragedy by supporting each other in our efforts to enact lasting change.
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blackout174 · 4 days
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Aaron Bushnell it's trending. His name is trending. His screams of Free Palestine weren't in vain. Because Tumblr can try and censore palestinian blogs, and keep palestine from trending, but we will always find a way to bring revolution to the world.
Fucking Free Palestine
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blackout174 · 4 days
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Israel has killed more children in Gaza since October than in four years of worldwide conflict
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blackout174 · 4 days
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The “aid” the us sent is expired, not Halal and low quality garbage
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