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indizombie · 1 year
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The Syrian government says its aid effort has been hampered by the economic sanctions that Western powers imposed in response to alleged human rights violations and other abuses committed during the country's 12-year civil war. The US, UK and EU deny this, saying trade in essential goods and humanitarian assistance are exempt from the sanctions. However, even though exports of medical supplies to Syria are not specifically sanctioned, international and regional banks fearful of being punished by Western authorities have in the past been reluctant to approve the financial transactions needed by Syrians to purchase them. On Monday, Foreign Minister Faisal Mekdad called for the lifting of all "unilateral coercive measures" during a meeting with the UN Special Envoy to Syria, Geir Pedersen, Syrian state news agency SANA reported.
‘Syria earthquake: Aleppo hospitals overwhelmed by victims’, BBC
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hussyknee · 3 months
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If anyone has a problem with saying "rest in power" to the white man that self-immolated himself and yelled "Free Palestine" till he burned to death then I want you to block me right the fuck now. You are so morally bankrupt and brainwashed by western neoliberal identity politics that you aren't worth spitting on. There's nobody resting in more power than that kid.
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ravelqueen · 2 months
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KaiShin being cousins is whatever because it doesn't add any spice to it that isn't eclipsed by the spice of detective/thief
Weird puriteens losing their shit over it though? Hilarious, absolutely amazing.
They didn't even grow up together, they have none of the "guilt over wanting to fuck someone you grew up with as family" or anything and it's not like it's gonna impact some kids genetics lol
How were you shipping those two anyway if your incest squick is that self debilitating, their designs make this pairing almost functionally self cest.
Anyway please send me your Kaishin djs/ fic recs im suddenly invested
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profoundbondfanfic · 2 months
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Dear Western Red Cedar #2409
Dear Western Red Cedar #2409 by MittenWraith (@mittensmorgul) Rating: Mature Word Count: 63k
For a decade, Dean had been living his dream life in Montana as a national park ranger. When Sam and Eileen followed him there a few years later, he had no idea how to tell them about his side gig as the author of a wildly popular series of novels loosely based on his own experiences. Well, minus the monster hunting. He never expected them to become bestsellers—or potentially a tv series, if his agent could only convince him to out his real identity. While Dean's also writing his latest bestseller on a deadline, a misunderstanding and his own social ineptitude leave him completely cut off, aside from his new pen pal who Dean only knows as Bluebird. Cas had spent the last two years desperate to hold Dean’s attention. Right when he felt they might be getting somewhere, Dean was called away on an emergency. Of course he had to go and lament about his troubles to a random tree, thanks to a distracting plaque inviting the public to participate in a new town project. To his surprise, he seems to hit it off— completely anonymously of course— with Western Red Cedar #2409. Through a ridiculous series of coincidences, it could be the best thing that ever happened to either of them.
The fluffy pining in this one is enough to form its own forest. Park ranger and secret writer Dean and socially inept librarian Cas really shine in this two person love triangle.
They are both so earnest in person and in writing and it's clear early and often that they will be so good together if they just get out of their own way. It was miscommunication with a touch of longing in person combined with a sweet vulnerability when they corresponded that had me wanting to lock them in a room until they figured it out.
This is the perfect comfort fic for when you need some soft pining with a soft landing.
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communistkenobi · 6 months
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reading this article about how climate change denialism is a way to express a hypermasculine anxiety to protect the continued western usage of fossil fuels, a “petro-masculinity” tied to the violent act of burning oil and gas as an expression of USAmerican sovereignty
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deancaspinefest · 4 months
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Of Dust, Gunpowder and Holy Water
Author: melancholictearz | Artist: kireadraws
Posting on Saturday March 16
Castiel is a vampire hunter tracking the creature that doomed the rest of his family to damnation. He crosses paths with Dean Winchester, a cocky outlaw wanting to escape from his mysterious past. They travel together all around the country to fulfil Castiel's revenge, at the cost of Dean's life. But he comes back… wrong. As one of the bloodthirsty threats Castiel always swore to kill.
Keep reading for a sneak preview!
“You mind telling me what you were doing by the waterfall?” Dean strikes a match, burning the end of the needles he is going to use. The silvery metal turns dark.
“I was being chased by people.”
With the remaining flame of the match, Dean removes the cigarette tucked behind his ear and lights it. The stranger narrows his eyes at the plume of smoke stretching between them.
“Pinkertons,” Dean rectifies in the huff of a laughter, cigarette hanging loosely on his lips. “Running from debts or somethin’?”
“Something. You?”
Dean stops in setting up his stuff to glare at the injured man. He’s already patching him up, he’ll better not push his luck too far. “Not quite your business. What was your plan?”
He squints. “Quite chatty, aren’t you?”
Dean shrugs, cocking his head to one side while he exhales the tobacco smoke from his nose. “Well, I’m distracting you from the pain and trying to make sure you won’t kill me if I turn my back to you. So?”
He is standing a few metres away from the bed, chin tilted at the stranger. The man considers the knife and needles in his hands, before nodding at Dean and moving his legs away to let him sit down on the bed.
“Running away. Was planning to go to the Independence mountains.”
“Why?” The smoke from Dean’s lips crashes onto the fallen angel’s cheek as his hands unravel the bandage around his neck. Dean’s voice rumbles quietly in the shell of his ear.
“Got someone waiting for you?”
“Maybe.” The stranger glances at him from the corner of his eye. “Going to ask for a ransom?”
The bandage is removed from his neck. The cold air on the raw gunshot wound makes him shiver. Dean laughs at the man’s self-assured suggestion.
“Nah, not worth it. I’ve never seen your face around. Not even on the wanted posters.”
“I’ve seen yours.”
“Have you?” Dean tenses. Their eyes meet and he studies his guest carefully.
“You have the name of that rifle. Remington? No…” He frowns, having a hard time thinking with his foggy mind. “Winchester. Quite a mouthful.”
“What’s yours?”
The stranger holds Dean’s eyes. His eyes flicker to Dean’s hands around his neck, the slight pull of his eyebrows. His lips part and, for a second, he remains silent. Maybe it is time he starts trusting Dean and proves himself not to be dangerous. “Novak.”
“Father Novak it is, then. How come you survived the bullet? Prayed the Lord to spare your sinful life or something like that?”
The man, Novak, glances at Dean passing the thread through the needle. “Because you are one shitty shooter, that is.”
“You lucky bastard.”
(continue reading on Ao3 on Saturday March 16)
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moontrinemars · 24 days
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Thinking about how in Vedic astrology, Mars definitively rules both birth and death because it is understood that these are two sides of the same coin, all part of the chthonic cycle, the different modes of transference between life as we understand it and that which exists beyond it, which is why it's always our gateway to the outer planets
Whereas in contemporary Western astrology, we've taken the outer planets and assigned a whole new object the domain and powers of death, trying to force a distinction between experiences of passion, anger, and the body (by giving Mars rulership over Aries and the 1st house), and the realities of sex, violence, and death (by assigning Pluto rulership over Scorpio and the 8th house)
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gendernewtral · 10 months
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EDIT: i cant add to the actual poll but i would like to include ‘suçuarana’ bc i just learned it and i love it
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menlove · 1 month
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got an email that my essay from a couple semesters ago is published finally!! I honestly forgot they were doing that
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foursaints · 2 months
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Saints, I saw your Necrophilia post and I have a fic recommendation for you if you are interested. It is not Rosekiller unfortunately, BUT, it’s arguably a much more fucked up pairing (it’s so good, I know it’s weird but just give it a chance!). It’s called read my eulogy by sassysquatch and it’s 100/10. It has this creepy little Harry who was forever changed by the killing curse and he is soooo your Evan coded. It has tons of Addams family vibes and makes Harry a necromancer. It is really such a well written fic if you’re looking for something unique and a little twisted. If it’s not your vibe that’s all good too! I just saw that post and thought of it immediately
oh wow!! i gave this a cursory once-over as soon as you sent this ask, and was instantly absorbed... thank you so so much for the rec! this is exactly my vibe and i will be reading for the 1-2 business days
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eleanorcrane · 9 months
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my sweet girl, you’re a nightmare.
concept drawing for the cover of my upcoming novel, “Bloodletting.”
the final version of the piece will be a 12x16 painting, oil on linen.
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Got a new book, got inspired by @mean-scarlet-deceiver doing this with the G&SWR books.
The Author thinks about L&NW exiles on the Sou' West:
"Curiously enough, it was of the L&NW that I thought in our extermity. The L&NW - hardly a railway publication could you open without accounts of the prowess of their engines - George the Fifths, Prince of Wales, Claughtons. And they had hunderds of them! Surely they could spare a few to run our trains more efficiently. I pictured a Claughton on the Pullman, a George the Fifth on the 5.10p. Glasgow to Ayr, a Prince of Wales on the Stranraer Road. A wilder flight of fancy glimpsed a Claughton tearing down fron Dalnaspidal with a 2-4-0 Jumbo as pilot. I did not know, or had forgotten that such locomotives would require a somewhat severe haircut and shave before they could have gone under some of our Scottish bridges."
- Legends of the Glasgow & South Western Railway in LMS days by David L. Smith
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hussyknee · 4 months
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Seeing characters in romance stories just jetting between countries at a moment's notice with no thought for visa; seeing airports as sites of triumphant climaxes and romantic denouements instead of places of fear and danger where a sword hangs above your head— it all breaks off little pieces of my heart. They're constant reminders that my people will never be human enough in the colonial world order to be allowed to move freely around it. No matter what your race, those non-refugees living in the Global North will never understand what it's like to be part of a global ghetto where your passport is nothing but a trembling supplication and humiliation.
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etrevil · 7 months
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A NEW CHARACTER IN BSD?????
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luvelii · 5 months
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Dungeon meshi has wonderful and thought out world building but the inherent creator bias still shows through sometimes in small funny ways
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"It may have been observed that there is no regular path to getting out of love as there is to getting in."
~ Thomas Hardy, Far From the Madding Crowd
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