#melissa reneé martin

[esqueletosgays]

FINAL STAB (2001)

Director: David DeCoteau Cinematography: Howard Wexler

[isabelly-smelly]

List of Pro-Palestinian Celebrities That I Have Been Working On

pro🍉 (❌ = problematic for unrelated reason, 🕊️= passed away)

reneé rapp

pedro pascal

bella ramsey

bella hadid

gigi hadid

dua lipa

melanie martinez❌(sa - “she didn’t say no” was response)

the weekend❌(misogyny - lesbian fetish)

towa bird

phoebe bridgers

lucy dacus

julien baker

beabadoobee

kehlani

hozier

melissa barreram

macklemore

cate blanchett

hari nef

julia fox❌(connections with kanye and drake)

mitski

SZA

nina lu

zendaya

victoria monét

rachel zegler

jenna ortega

clairo

chloe forero

miss rachel (toddler learning)

ariana grande❌(said her dream dinner date is jeffery dahmer)

ricky montgomery

angelina jolie

maisie peters

chani nicholas

nemahsis

chappell roan

frank ocean

ramy youssef

cardi b

halsey

eddy mack

saul williams

arooj aftab

michelle wolf

carice van houten

matt mcgorry

michael stipe

Jasmin Savoy Brown

Dame Vivienne Westwood

Neemz

amira jazeera

MUNA

Hedy Epstein

Hunter Schafer

Chance the Rapper

ishowspeed ❌ (treated his ex-girlfriend terribly)

Noname (rapper, poet, and producer)

shannon berry

nicola coughlan

bambie thug

zara larsson

AURORA

jonathan glazer

joaquin phoenix❌

lizzy mcalpine

coldplay (will champion, phil harvey, guy berryman, chris martin)

tyler the creator

björk

pink floyd (at least roger waters)

lauryn hill

chuck d

david bowie (loving the alien)🕊️

Malcom X🕊️

the strokes (Julian Casablancas, Albert Hammond Jr., Fabrizio Moretti, Nick Valensi, and Nikolai Fraiture)

earl sweatshirt

michael jackson (palestine, don't cry)🕊️

kid cudi

rage against the machine (zack de la rocha, tom morello, tim commerford, brad wilk)

lorde

FKA twigs

joji

ethel cain

Michael Jordan Bonema

lil peep🕊️

sean beam

liam cunningham

dianne guerrero

sean bean

tobias menzies

charles dance

carice van houten

emma d’arcy

madison pettis

lena heady

mxmtoon

joe alwyn

momona tamada

patrick spicer

mark ruffalo

halle bailey

chloe bailey

nicola coughlan

tom welling

kristen kreuk

rob delaney

kali uchis

louise xin (fashion designer)

isabela merced

joseph quinn

grace van dien

helana christensen

josh hutcherson

charli xcx

megan thee stallion (called for ceasefire at her concert 8/1/24, not sure if she talked about it before that because i only went to one concert)

hozier

not pro🍉 (“neutrality” = not pro 🍉, red text = signed letter for "israel")

taylor swift (no statement)

kanye west

oprah

dwayne johnson

lana del rey

selena gomez

rihanna (no statement)

adam sandler

lady gaga (performed in "israel")

beyoncé (no statement)

justin timberlake (performed in "israel")

noah schnapp

bon jovi (performed in "israel")

robbie williams (performed in "israel")

Brett Gelman

entirety of paramore (no statement)

chris pratt

justin bieber

hailey bieber

haley baylee (no statement)

natalie portman

madonna (performed in "israel")

kardashian family

Jenner family

jennifer lawrence

amy schumer

neil druckmann (admitted to "The Last of Us Part 2" being based on Israel's genocide against Gaza, except from a zionist's point of view)

bruno mars (performed in isnotreal)

mayim bialik

gal gadot

Jerry Seinfeld

Debra Messing

Bryan Lourd

Richard Lovett

Ryan Murphy

Zachery Levi

Sharon Osbourne

Tracey-Ann Oberman

George Lopez

Phil Rosenthal

Mekhi Phifer

Diane Warren

Haim Saban

Irving Azoff

Ynon Kreiz

Jody Gerson

Mark Hamill

Rick Yorn

Howie Mandel

Sherry Lansing

Rick Yorn

Tom Rothman

Julian Edelman

Antoine Fuqua

Jack Black

Aubrey Plaza

Tahj Mowry

Josh Peck

Ziggy Marley

Howie Mandel

Chris Pine

Billy Porter

Ben Savage

Jeremy Seinfeld

Bella Thorne

uncertain

billie eilish (wore ceasefire pin but doesn’t boycott - made videos for mtv israel)

laufey (connections to mitski- no statement)

hank green (historically hasn’t been pro🍉 but has donated recently)

olivia rodrigo (connections to Chappell roan - no statement)

dylan mulvaney (posted in support of palestine but has a few pro-israel friends & has partnered with pro-israel brands)

If you spot any typos, mistakes regarding celebrities listed, or have information about celebrities not listed, please either DM me or leave a comment on this post!!

As always, this blog stands with Palestine, Congo, and Sudan. PLEASE make sure to email your state representatives (if you live in the United States). If you do not know your representative (or how to contact them), you can use this website (which is the official U.S. House of Representatives website). My reposts on Tumblr are all about Isnotreal's genocide on Palestine (at least as of 6/16/2024). Make sure to amplify Palestinian voices and journalists as well (a list will be included below of some Palestinian journalists and groups/people supporting Palestine on Instagram).

@/wizard_bisan1

@/hindkhoudary

@/m.z.gaza

@/anat.international

@/palestine.academy

@/eye.on.palestine

@/ampalestine

@/byplestia

@/wael_eldahdouh

@/jenan.matari

@/thepcrt

@/blackforpalestine

@/jewishvoiceforpeace

@/palestinianyouthmovement

@/eid_yara

[were-cheetah-stiles]

The College Years  - Sophomore Year (Chapter 39) - Stiles Stilinski

Author: @were-cheetah-stiles

Title: “The Abu”

Characters: Stilies Stilinski, Scott McCall, Isaac Lahey, Allison Argent, Liam Dunbar, Hayden Romero, Ethan, Derek Hale, Peter Hale, Malia Tate, Melissa McCall, Noah Stilinski, Cora Hale, Alan Deaton, Mason Hewitt, Theo Raeken, Zachary Pillit, Coach Bobby Finstock, Corey Bryant, Jordan Parrish, Chris Argent, Lydia Martin & Reader/OFC

Author’s Note: This is not the end of Sophomore Year but it is the end of this storyline. Phew. Thanks for sticking it out with me through it. Bet you never wanna see the word ‘rabisu’ again in your life. 

Summary: The Pack go head-to-head in the epic conclusion to the rabisu issue. or something... it’s not that epic. There is a nice cliffhanger though. Enjoy that.

Chapter Thirty-Eight - Chapter Thirty-Nine - Chapter Forty

"Just to clarify, Sylvie, you don't think that reciting the Maqlû will kill her?" Stiles asked into the speaker of your phone, which was resting in his hand between the two of you as you both sat up in your bed, the night before the ritual was supposed to take place.

"No. I read what you sent me. Frankly, it sounds more like an offensive coven charm, than anything else." Sylvie Reneé Ducette, the coven witch from Louisiana who brought Allison back to life only a few months before, said through the speaker.

"It offended you?" Stiles was confused.

"No, an offensive charm.. like an attack spell." You explained quietly, rubbing your bottom lip between your thumb and index finger.

"Oui, mon chéri. It reads as if the conjuror were still alive, then the incantation would both kill him and his demons. I don't think it will backfire and kill you... But if it does, Mieczysław knows where to find me."

You glanced over at Stiles, and exhaled from your nose, licking your lips and shaking your head. Stiles rubbed his right hand over his face, pushing his fingertips against his temple, and glanced back at his girlfriend. The concern over your safety in performing the Maqlû did not need to be verbalized. You were both feeling it.

"Thank you, Sylvie. I appreciate your insight." You said as you rested your chin against your hand, your elbow connected with your knee.

"De rien, Y/f/n Y/m/n. Fais attention." Sylvie spoke in her French-creole drawl.

"Je vais." You replied back in French.

"À bientôt." Sylvie said before she hung up.

Stiles clicked the button on the top of your phone, locking the screen. "I hate when she says that. It always sounds like a threat." You raised your eyebrows in agreement, and chewed on your bottom lip. "What were you guys saying at the end there? I only made out 'you're welcome'." He asked.

"She told me to 'be safe' and I said I would."  Stiles sighed, shook his head, and wiped his thumb against your black screen. "I can see the wheels turning in your head. What are you thinking?" You asked.

"When she brought Allison back, she said that the only reason she was doing it was because it meant Gerard was dying." You nodded, and Stiles continued, glancing over at you with his eyebrows furrowed. "So then why did she basically just offer to bring you back if something happens to you on Tuesday? Why are you important to her?"

The Pack and those who came to pitch in were ruminating around the school, some finishing the jobs that Scott had set out for them, and some helping you to set up for the rituals. Melissa and Deaton set up a first aid table at the back corner of the gym, while you and Allison set up the table for the ritual, by the same large double doors that led to the outside from the gym, that they had used when you performed the Šurpu only days before.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU TRAPPED THEM IN A CLASSROOM?" You and Allison looked over and saw Noah yelling at his son and Scott.

"It wasn't my idea! It was Cora and Hayden." Stiles argued back.

"We had nothing to do with it, sir." Mason said, pointing at himself and Lydia, as they all stood in between the doors to the gym and the hallway that connected it with the rest of the school.

"Some of them wouldn't come willingly, so we did what we had to to get all of them here." Cora said, nonchalantly, and uncaring of how much she pissed off the Sheriff.

"I'll go talk to them, Sheriff. I'll sort it out." Scott offered, trying to diffuse the situation. "You two, come with me." He began walking out of the gym and towards the classrooms, Cora and Hayden sulking behind their Alpha.

"You nervous?" Allison asked, as she directed her attention back to you and the task that the two of you were trying to complete before the outburst.

You sighed, and pulled a large metal bowl out of the tote bag on the floor next to the table. You placed it on the ground and poured the twenty clay and twenty cedar figurines that Cora had made of Sam Wirths, the kid who summoned the rabisu to Beacon Hills in the first place, into the bowl. You looked up at Allison, who had stopped setting up and was just staring at you, waiting for a reply.

You pulled a box of matches out of the bag and knocked your knuckles against the table a few times as you placed the matches down. "Yea. I'm nervous."

Allison sighed and watched as you went back to unloading the tote bags full of supplies on to the table. "I'm nervous too."

You paused, an oversized mason jar, full of the thick black blood that came from Gerard, pressed between your hands. You looked up at Allison who was staring back at you with her big brown doe eyes. You placed the glass jar down on the table and glanced around the room, wondering who was listening. "I didn't even think about that, which makes me the worst friend ever. I forgot this was your first time back doing this kind of stuff with the Pack."

Allison shook her head and flashed a restrained smiled, the dimples in her porcelain cheeks just barely making an appearance on her face. "I begged Scott and my Dad to let me come today because I knew that you would need help and I've already seen you and Stiles go through the whole ritual a few times... but now that I'm here.." The uncomfortable smile resurfaced on her face. "I'm just nervous... and I hate being nervous." Allison cleared her throat and grabbed the other mason jar full of black blood out of the now empty bag.

You grabbed the bag off of the floor and folded it, placing it on the bleachers. You sat down and Allison followed you. "I know Scott and your Dad would never let anything happen to you, but neither would I... I haven't wanted to say this, cause I don't know, it makes me sound petty. But I'm really sad that you and Lydia are moving in together up at Berkeley and I won't be living with you anymore. I'm going to miss having you around all of the time."

"It's not like we won't see each other. I'm sure we'll both be at their place all the time." Allison's real smile beamed across her face as she nodded at Stiles, standing in the middle of the room talking to Liam, who was soaked and unhappy from cleaning the pool. "And I know you and Lydia aren't the best of friends, but you're still totally required to come over every Sunday so we can watch Game of Thrones."

You bumped your shoulder against Allison's and laughed quietly. The two girls watched as Liam and Stiles approached.

"You two okay?" Stiles asked, and watched as you and Allison nodded, your arms hooked around one another’s. "Alright, well Liam said that Isaac is filling up the pool now. Are you two done here?"

"Um, it's just the glass bowl and the filtered water in the other bag for the end of the ceremony. Otherwise, yea, I think we laid out everything." Allison explained.

"Alright, do you want to come with me to set up in there then?" Stiles asked, and the girls nodded again. Allison followed Liam towards the indoor pool on the other side of the gym, and Stiles stopped you from following. "Are you two really okay?"

"Yea, just nervous, but it's fine." Stiles nodded and leaned in to kiss you softly on the lips, then turned to walk off after Allison and Liam. "Hey!" You grabbed Stiles' now somewhat grungy, blue and orange cast on his left wrist, and jerked him back towards you. "I wouldn't have been able to do any of this without you. I know that you have been feeling shitty about taking me away from New York and my internship and magic practice with my Dad this summer, but I learned so much magic that he never would have been able to teach me with you this month. If today is a success, it's because I have you and everyone else by my side. You all make me a better witch, and you, Stiles Stilinski, make me a braver person." You reached up, letting the stubble on his face and jaw graze your palm, and placed your hand against his cheek. You stared into his chocolate brown eyes and smiled. "I don't regret a single moment of this summer with you. I wouldn't change any of it." You kissed him softly.

"I needed to hear that so badly, you don't even know." Stiles whispered, a smile spreading across his lips that you could feel against your cheek. He enveloped you in a hug and leaned over to kiss you repeatedly on the cheek. "I love you so much, Y/N Y/L/N."

Everyone, with the exception of Deaton, Scott, Allison, Stiles and you, sat on the bleachers and watched as the sun went down at 8:33PM. It filled the gym with soft hues of pink and orange and then quickly faded to black. Scott walked over and flipped the fluorescent overhead lights on. The room was silent except for the buzzing coming from the lamps warming up above. You took a deep breath and stepped up to the table.

"O Shamash, these are the figurines of my sorcerer." You said aloud, lifting the bowl full of tiny clay and cedar Sam Wirths lookalikes as an offering to the Akkadian sun god. You placed the bowl back on the table and cracked your neck. Stiles could tell how stressed you were, but watched quietly as you continued. 

"Pure oven, great daughter of Anu, inside whom the fire of the grave is flaring, inside whom the valiant fire-god has taken up residence, [whose] flames have reached the sky [...], burn," Allison handed you the box of matches on the table. You opened the box, took out a matchstick, struck it against the ignitor and watched as the flame burst into existence."Set alight, incinerate my witch!" You dropped the match in the metal bowl. You lit two more and dropped them in as well. You watched as the clay figurines baked from the heat and the wooden ones began to turn to charcoal.

You glanced at Stiles; the line that the two of you had been so concerned with was next. He leaned his trembling hands against the edge of the table, the smell of smoke filling his flared nostrils. He was terrified. He exhaled through his nose and looked up at Scott. "Alright, Scott, you guys are up."

"Derek, Peter, Isaac, Ethan, Malia....." Scott called out their names and watched them step down the bleachers and approach the table. You picked up the bowl from the bottom, the fire had gone out and it was time for the most dangerous part of the first sequence. You and the group walked towards the open doors leading outside and paused. "Malia, you're helping her crush them." Scott directed. Malia nodded once.

They all stepped out and you quickly dumped the contents of the bowl onto the pavement. You and Malia began frantically stomping on the charred figurines. Their fragile bodies disintegrating under your feet, while Scott, Derek, Peter, Isaac and Ethan all circled around you, waiting for a rabisu to show up to fight.

Stiles watched, holding his breath and praying that the next line didn’t kill you, as you pressed your tongue against your lips and finally continued. "May my warlock's and witch's life swiftly, quickly come to an end!" You said as you and Malia stomped out the last figurines.

"Nothing happened... the rabisu haven't even shown up." Stiles said quietly as he and Deaton stood a length away from the rest of the group inside, who had all gotten off the bleachers to watch by the doors.

Deaton glanced over at Stiles, then turned his attention back to you and Malia shining your flashlights on the ground to see if the two of you had sufficiently destroyed all of the small effigies. "The rabisu may know what she is doing and feel threatened. This kind of magic does not go unnoticed. They may realize that she cannot destroy them if they do not show up." Deaton said in his usual wise tone.

"Unless they're summoned." Stiles surmised what the druid was going to say next, then watched the group safely walk back inside. Deaton glanced over to Stiles and nodded softly.

It was 10:26PM, and they had hours before the next sequence was to begin. The Pack was milling about the school doing their own things to kill time until the moon reached its fullest around 2AM. Stiles was talking to the Sheriff and the other adults, and you were sitting on the waxed hardwood floors of the gym, your back leaning up against one of the legs of the table. You were staring out into the parking lot; the entire outside almost as bright as inside because of a clear sky and a very full moon. Scott and Isaac sat on either side of you.

You looked at them as they sat next to you and you laughed softly to yourself and smiled. "What's up, guys?"

"Scott wanted to check on you, I thought I'd tag along." Isaac told you nonchalantly.

You grinned. "Oh admit it. You were worried about me too, Lahey."

Isaac shrugged and smiled. The people that you had felt closest to besides Stiles were definitely Scott, Allison and Isaac. They were genuinely more than just your boyfriend's friends. They were your friends too. "Tonight is weird." Isaac stated.

"You feeling okay, Isaac?" Scott asked, craning his neck forward to see around you.

"A little juiced, you know? I was ready to fight some demons... again."

"I know what you mean." You echoed Isaac's sentiments. You lifted your hands on top of your lap, your palms facing up and showed the two werewolves how effortlessly two round silver sparks began to form into orbs, that if you let continue would turn into a particularly strong force field. "The Mesopotamians clearly knew how to pick a magical night." You joked, referring to Abu. You closed your hands and the silver glow disappeared.

"You know what we should do tomorrow night when all of this is over?" Scott asked his friends. Isaac nodded, wondering what Scott wanted to do with their first night of freedom that summer. "We should get Mexican food."

"Oh, I love Mexican." Isaac grinned, and you laughed.

It was close to 1:30AM and Scott ferried all of the living victims of the rabisu attacks into the pool. He had explained to all of the people that Cora and Hayden had rounded up and trapped in a classroom, including Coach Finstock, the truth about what had attacked them and what was happening that night. They all agreed to participate willingly, all wanting the rabisu gone from Beacon Hills. 

You kept a close eye on Stiles, who was treading water near the Sheriff, and Scott. Isaac, Cora, Zachary, Ethan, Liam, Malia and Parrish were also in the pool. Twenty-seven living victims bobbed up and down in the water and you only watched Stiles as you walked around the pool, full of clean water, tossing your mixture of garlic, herbs, flowers, salt and wool in around them.

You began the incantation as the hour drew near. You got on your knees on the side of the pool, the cement conforming to your taut skin, and placed the palms of your hands against the water’s surface. You closed your eyes and began to speak. "O Enki, God of Creation and Water, of Magic and Mischief. I call on you from the star of Ea to wash away the flames and the stench. Creator of all but your kin, purify and protect those you call sons and daughters. May they be victims no more to your creations." You paused.

"Alright, take a deep breath and when she says 'peeled', go deep under the water and stay down for at least twenty seconds." Stiles yelled to everyone around him, treading water in the pool.

You continued, the water around your hands faintly glowing silver as you lost yourself in the words of the incantation. "The place, after Enki is clean, that place is bright. Let the tears fall from your face and cleanse them with fire and water, make them anew. May their spells be.." Allison walked over and handed you a lit match, and you continued. "… peeled away like garlic!" You said the words and dropped the single match into the water. The surface of the pool was engulfed in a massive blue flame that was gone as quickly as it came, simmered orange for a brief moment, and then disappeared altogether.

You watched as Stiles and the Pack members surfaced first, then glanced around and saw the rest of the heads of the survivors bob up from under the water. You leaned your chest against the tops of your thighs and leaned your head into your hands, the backs of which were resting against the wet cement. You let out a sigh of relief and watched as everyone began making their way out of the pool.

The moon began to disappear behind the trees and the earth began to glow a subtle dark blue, as you watched the last of the people who had been in the pool emerge from the locker rooms, clean and in fresh clothes. It was 4:45AM and the sun was rising at 5:39AM. You sighed and looked at the row of small knives sitting on the table next to you. 

Liam, Corey and Mason were lining the goat skulls up just on the inside of the double doors. They were preparing to summon the rabisu and help you finish the last sequence of the Maqlû, finally destroying the ancient demons of the night.

Mason, Allison, Chris, Melissa, Noah, and Stiles stepped up to the table and grabbed knives. They each cut the palms of their left hands and smeared their mortal blood on the twenty goat skulls. Then Liam, Isaac, Ethan, Corey and Scott then began shoving the skulls out onto the pavement, summoning the rabisu to the high school. As they were doing this, you poured the clean, purified, filtered water into the glass bowl and walked up to the doorway.

It was 5:29: ten minutes until the sun rose in the sky, marking a new day in Beacon Hills. You stood next to your supernatural friends and waited. When the rabisu began to appear en masse, Parrish, Hayden, Cora, Zachary, Malia, Theo, Derek and Peter, all stepped up next to Scott, you, Liam, Isaac, Ethan and Corey. You all stepped out together and began fighting the rabisu, who were rabidly trying to get to you in the center of your friends.

You began your final incantation, trying to block out the shrieks from the creatures and the painful cries of your friends. "O Nuksu, the protective night light, I envoke you and your terrestrial fire to call your children back to you in the depths of the night sky, never to return. O Shamash, this is my ritual plea, savior and creator, bring salvation from the night to us with your warm glow."

"Y/N!" Stiles screamed from the inside. "No, Dad, let me go!"

You lurched forward and felt a sharp pain spread across your back. You ignored it. You splashed the clean water onto your face, and then knelt over the bowl, finding your moment of recognition. "You are my reflection ... You are mine, and I am yours. May nobody know you, may no evil approach you!"

You looked up as you heard the shrieking cries of twenty rabisu suddenly being bound to the earth by your magic. The Pack, beaten and wounded, closed ranks around the kneeling witch. The sun began to rise, and twenty ancient demons suddenly began to turn into embers that blew away in the morning breeze.

The last thing you remembered seeing was the beautiful mixture of the orange and yellow morning sunrise, juxtaposed with the burning and disappearing black aura that floated around the rabisu.

38 <- -> 40

WOW. the end of the first half of Sophomore Year. Weirdly happy to see this storyline be over. I hope you all enjoyed it and weren’t confused by it. Please, as always, let me know what you thought and if you’d like to be tagged. Thanks for your continued loyalty to my specific brand of bullshit. It is much appreciated. :)

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