#then act like victims when the people you attacked and refuse to return don't lay down their arms at your earliest convenience

[we-are-the-receipt-keepers]

Hamas attacked Israel during one of the most sacred Jewish holy days on the morning of Oct 7th.

What you give is what you get.

You can also end the war any time by releasing the hostages.

Ramadan is coming up and I can’t stress enough how much Palestinians have never got the chance to experience one normal Ramadan for 75years

You may not have been subjected to this, but as a person from an Arabic country, every Ramadan from every year there’s always headlines of Israeli iof soldiers or Israeli extremist settlers attacking Palestinians during Ramadan, especially Palestinian worshipers trying to pray in the al aqsa mosque

It’s happens almost every single year

Ramadan is suppoused to be Muslim people’s month of worship, of Baraka and it is very important to Muslim people

But Palestinians never ever experienced a normal Ramadan because Israel attacks them Viciously

Almost

Every

Single

Fucking

Year

And I will dare and say that Israel does it on purpose, it does it every Ramadan on purpose

And now, this year, with Ramadan being only a few weeks away, I doubt that they’ll have a normal Ramadan, not in the West Bank, and not in Gaza

All what I have to say here is that Israel will still follow this trend, something bad is gonna happen this Ramadan, keep an eye on Palestine during Ramadan

[llycaons]

ep20 (1/3): genuinely quite horrifying

generally I like the chewing of the scenery because it's usually really well done (jgy never had a bad dramatic scene), but this overacting seems clumsy to me. the actor is doing 'drunk' but really overdoing it imo. his only bad scene

oohhHHHHHHHHHH

this is so fucking tragic you KNOW she's a victim of the wens and she was so young and her fear and sorrow are all she has left of herself until wwx lays her back to rest

oh fuck I forgot about this. for all her crimes this may have been a step more than she deserved

fuck he looks SO cool. I have seen a lot of complaints about the cql necromancy not being the same as literally pulling corpses out of the ground like in the book, and while I understand the annoyance I think the smokeshow aesthetic rules and the ghosts are really cool looking

I feel like my grasp of jc and lwj is a bit weak since I've not rewatched in a while so it's nice to get some characterization in this episode. jc is not stupid or ignorant by any means, but lwj immediately realizes what's going on and explains it to him because he doesn't understand. lwj is more book-learned but he's also quicker to pick up on practical things, which makes sense given his reputation later for being a phenomenal cultivator in the field. on the spectrum of political figure to practical cultivator, jc is leaning further towards politics

jc is also a pragmatist and somewhat black-and-white in his approach, which makes sense for him given the situation but is a bit simplistic. lwj is...I would call this look uneasy. he's apprehensive, upset, and/or angry this entire episode. this is not a good time for him

jc rescues wq and her immediate thought is wwx I cannot make this shit up. do chengqing shippers really think she would ever love jc more than she loves wwx OR that he'd be happy with someone who's closer to his brother anyway

I do think it's weird that she doesn't ask after wen ning, but I assume she thinks jc is more likely to know where wwx is

this is it. this is the entirety of why their relationship wouldn't work, and why they're fundamentally incompatible people.

jc claims he can only save her. she refuses. she is not willing to abandon her brother or her people to save herself. and jc will only protect her if she separates herself from her clan. she doesn't even look at him. she thanks him and their debt is even. and she's going to leave to find her family. all the chengqing meta in the world could not explain away this simple truth about them as people.

so that was a fucking lie

okay, in fairness she did return that comb without asking for anything, but like. she was a refugee in a starving commune, he could have done SOMETHING

here it is again, lwj with unshakeable principles, not losing sight of this potential threat even though it's helping them. and jc, seeing only an ally who's helping them to destroy the murderers of his entire family. I don't actually think jc is in the wrong to think this, but the irony of when their positions reverse is always interesting. lwj adjusts his perceptions of right and wrong because he realizes that they can't account for all nuances in the world, and jc digs in deeper out of grief and anger

another neat characterization moment. jc all emotion, about to rush in and attack. lwj careful, thoughtful, observant. let's check out the situation and act based on that. tendencies they both exhibit decades later, and teach to their children

oh boy he doesn't look good. eating out of wzl's hand though. lol. lmao

I did find this scene and this revenge rather disturbing (and I think it's meant to be) but I'm certainly not going to criticize wwx for it after he lost his entire home, was hounded and torotured, was dropped into a soul-destroying abyss and crawled out for revenge. I'm a little sick of the 'revenge is wrong uwu violence makes us just as bad as them' when they were all victims of horrific violence and this is a war, and this man is personally responsible for much of their suffering. and it's not like this happens again. after this run of vicious revenge, wwx is remarkably forgiving and gracious. so you know what I think a little torture is warranted. it's not fine but it's not the end of the world

making him eat his own dick in the novel was really fucked up tho

this is very funny to me I wonder if anyone ships them

jc's face has the standard confusion/fear/upset during this scene but lwj has such a look of 'wtf' I love it

HIS SHADOW!!!!!!!!!!!!! CHENQING!!!!!!!!!!!!

taken aback? concerned? confused?

xz's acting in this scene leaves me breathless. literally one of my favorite parts of the entire show. the dialogue, the mini expressions, the tension between characters, the body language. whew

[otome--fantasy]

Of Demons and Dragons

Ikemen Sengoku Imagine: Being able to turn into a dragon

Ch.8

Warnings: MC isn't physically in this one - just mentioned, slightly short

The following day a council was held at the crack of dawn, but Nobunaga was sure to not extend and invitation towards you, and instead of holding it in Azuchi's council room, it was held in the council room of Ieyasu's estate. You remained asleep while the warlords gathered to discuss the events that transpired at the hot springs.

Everyone hadn't even been seated yet when Mitsuhide noticed your lack of attendance, and he allowed a sly smile to creep on to his lips, "My Lord, are we not missing a person?"

"No," Nobunaga didn't want to raise any suspicion till he had all his bases covered, "The princess needs rest."

At that, the white haird kitsune raised a brow before turning his head to face forward with a straight face. Dear little Ryū, what did you do now?

"Right," Hideyoshi cleared his throat before he began to go over the report he composed the previous night after returning, "After Lord Nobunaga and the Princess departed castle town, Mitsunari and I headed out some time after them and kept hidden. We arrived in time to intervene in the enemy's attempts to engage with our Lord, but unfortunately the princess was caught in the crossfire and was injured anyways. However, we were able to apprehend all three of them for interrogation."

"Well? Don't keep us waiting. Did the villans confess?" Mitsuhide straightened his posture in his seat, eager to hear what the others were able to pull out of them.

"Yes," Hideyoshi confirmed, "As we suspected, they're with the group who planned the assasination attempt at Honno-ji."

"And they gave us the name of their leader," Mitsunari cut in.

"Don't be dramatic," Ieyasu sneered, "Spit it out."

"It's Kennyo, former abbot of Hongan-ji."

"Hongan-ji?" Masamune echoed, "That's the temple fortress of those Ikko-ikki warrior monks, right?" He tried and failed to hold back a laugh, "They picked a fight with Nobunaga in the first place! Now they're holding a grudge because they lost?"

"I heard he went missing after their surrender, when his temple was taken down," the blonde's brows furrowed ever so slightly. Of course, that could have just been a rumor spread to allow Kennyo time to rally more troopes.

"Yes," Mitsunari nodded in confirmation, "He appears to have spent all that time plotting his revenge."

"He's gathering the fallen monks of Ikko-ikki who feel the same," Hideyoshi cut in, "They number a little under 5,000. Not a sizable force but-"

"But when they're fueled by anger, who knows what they're capable of, right?" A smile lit up Masamune's face, "I'm impressed he can command that many men while in hiding. His talents are wasted in a monastery."

"Indeed," Mitsuhide nodded thoughtfully, "I would welcome a man of his skill working for me."

"Mitsuhide, watch your tongue," Hideyoshi interjected angrily.

"The assassins," Ieyasu attempted to real everyone back into the topic at hand, "Where are they now?"

"Yes, speaking of the assassins," Masamune raised a hand, "Earlier you said the Princess was caught in their crossfire, is she okay?"

"I let them go," Nobunaga answered Ieyasu's question first, "With a message."

"A message?"

"Yes. 'A reckoning is coming'." Nobunaga allowed a wicked smirk to cross his features for a brief moment before turning to look at Masamune, "As for the princess. She seems fine for now- once again taking her injuries in great stride. Better than a majority of our soldiers would be, in fact." He turned his attention to Ieyasu, "But that has yet to be officially determined. Ieyasu was tasked with finding out if the blade was poisoned and if it is killing her slowly."

"Yes," Ieyasu pulled out a now clean dagger - the very same one that the assassin had used to attack you, "There wasn't much left on the blade, but I was able to find trace amounts of the toxin. The herbs that were used to make it aren't anything special in that it isn't hard to find the ingredients. The toxin was supposed to incapacitate the victim, make their body numb and then paralyze them - rendering them incapable of defending themselves. And that's just if it was the right dose- assuming they were intending to harm or do worse to Lord Nobunaga, anymore than the right amount and it could cause her organs to fail.

"But the princess was able to defend herself just fine," Mitsunari seemed confused, "Or at least from what we saw."

"She didn't even stumble," Hideyoshi threw his two cents in, "She got stabbed and was able to walk and talk just fine after."

"Even lifted and threw a man across the room," now Mitsunari and the others sounded like they were debating something, trying to piece together a puzzle. Masamune burst out laughing, "Reminds me of when the lass threw me and Ieyasu across the room after the first time she was injured."

"My Lord," Hideyoshi looked to Nobunaga, "I still stand by what I said when she first arrived- she is hiding something."

The others remained silent and Nobunaga rubbed his chin in thought, "Yes," he chuckled slightly, "Here I thought she mentioned you had said you trusted her at one point," he cocked his head to the side as if to taunt his vassal, "I didn't know you were one for playing tricks, Hideyoshi. Here I thought Mitsuhide was the only one here ever so willing and capable to do such a thing." His tone was joking, he was only picking on his right hand for fun, but Hideyoshi broke eye contact with his lord at those words - looking at the wood floors as if he were ashamed of his actions.

"I told her I didn't think she was sent her to kill you, but that doesn't mean she isn't hiding anything," Hideyoshi's voice was low, like he was talking more to himself than to the others in an attempt to justify his words.

"Yes, after tonight it's clear," the raven haired warlord leaned back in his seat slightly, "She wasn't sent here to kill me -or not yet at the very least- but I do agree, she is hiding something."

Ieyasu scoffed in disbelief, "That troublesome waif," before shaking his head, "What could she possibly be capable of other than getting in the way?"

"Have you forgotten, even after I just mentioned it?" Masamune snickered, "She tossed the both of us aside like rag dolls, at the same time." The One-eyed Dragon turned his attention to Nobunaga, "Personally I think we should test her strengths, she could be useful."

"What are you suggesting, Masamune," Hideyoshi practically growled, "We send her into battle?! You saw what happened last time."

"Yes, but last time she was untrained, we should see what all she can do-"

"Enough," Nobunaga's deep voice carried through the room and silenced everyone, calling their attention to him. There was a beat of silence before Mitsuhide cleared his throat, "If I may, my Lord."

Nobunaga looked to the white haired fox and raised a brow, signaling him to go on, "I agree with Ieyasu," all heads in the room turned their attention to him, "She just some random stray, we've picked up off the road. There's nothing special about her."

"But she threw us," Masamune attempted to argue.

"Yes but was she under great stress?"

Masamune shut his mouth in order to give himself a chance to recall that day three months ago, and it occured to him, "She seemed terrified."

Mitsuhide nodded and motioned for him to go on, "Can you tell us about what lead up to it?"

Masamune swallowed, eye widening slightly as he only realized now that perhaps you had been traumatized. They had found you, beaten, bloody, dying, and naked in the woods. What if he and Ieyasu trying to force you to the ground triggered something in you from that night?

"Masamune," Mitsuhide's voice snapped the warlord out of his thoughts, "Continue."

"When I came into the room, Ieyasu was trying to get the princess to lay down, because she needed her rest, but she refused and she was fighting back," he swallowed a lump in his throat as his imagination went wild with what the experience may have caused you to remember, "So I tried to help him and... She screamed for us to get off of her before she threw us both in opposite directions."

"And in the hot springs?" Mitsuhide turned to look towards Mitsunari and Hideyoshi, "One would think being stabbed might be a pretty distressing situation."

Hideyoshi's jaw clenched, suddenly having the feeling that the kitsune was covering for you, "I suppose it would be, yes."

"Well then," the white haired warlord shrugged slightly, "It's no secret that people can do remarkable things under great stress - including exhibiting great shows of strength, speed, and endurance. Perhaps it was the adrenaline coursing through her veins that allowed her to preform these unbelievable acts."

Mitsunari looked to the floor and brought a hand to his chin, "I suppose it wouldn't be the first time we've heard of such a thing. Some of our soldiers have ridden into camp, half dead and clinging to life, determined to deliver a message to us."

The others remained silent before Nobunaga spoke up with a rather disappointed sigh, "And I suppose I have once heard a rumor when I was young, of a man lifting a cart to save a boy," he waved off the conversation, "You've made your point Mitsuhide."

The white haired warlord smiled in satisfaction, "Thank you, my lord."

"I still think the lass should at least learn to defend herself," Masamune spoke up from his seat after a brief pause of silence, "Mitsunari said the princess had been able to defend herself, but obviously not very well if she still got injured," he raised both his hands in the air as if to surrender when he saw the look Hideyoshi shot him, "I'm not saying we send a woman into battle, all I'm saying is we teach her some self defense and how to get out of a few tricky situations should the need arise."

"Very well," Nobunaga's responce came quickly, "If you're so adamant about her learning, then you shall be the one to teach her."

Masamune's eyes seemed to light up at the prospect of sparing with you, "But," and that light was quickly smothered by Nobunaga continuing, "Only after she's been cleared by Ieyasu."

Ieyasu nodded, having expected as much. However, his eyes widened slightly when Nobunaga spoke again, "And she is to stay with Ieyasu for close supervision, till he can be sure that the toxin isn't killing her, and that the threat has passed."

The blond immediately seemed to detach himself for the situation. He wasn't a babysitter, and the idea of him having to watch you, though for good reason, didn't exactly sit well with him. But with a sigh and silent nod, it was clear he accepted his fate, "And in that time I will concoct an antidote to be sure there are no ill effects."

"Excellent."

As soon as the meeting was adjourned, the warlords dispersed, and while most of them returned to their manors, Mitsuhide made a beeline for Azuchi castle. Vassals, maids, and other servants moved out of his way as he stormed through the halls and to your room. However, when he slammed your sliding doors open, you were no where to be found.

Troublesome Ryū.

On his way out of your room he almost ran into a maid carrying a stack of folded towels, "Oh Pardom me, my Lord!" She fumbled and stuttered, hands scurrying to catch her stack before it toppled over. Mitsuhide helped her catch them in time before looking her dead in the eyes with his sharp gaze, "Do you know where the princess is?"

The maid shrunk back, not entirely sure she should answer his question. Everyone knew of the rumors running rampent about Mitsuhide- how he was biding his time and plotting against Nobunaga, so what did he want with his lords beloved Princess?

"Answer the question," his voice was calm, but it only served to strike more fear within her.

"I-I don't know," she stepped back in an attempt to put room between her and Mitsuhide, but when he stepped forward in time with her steps back, she panicked - closing her eyes as she flinched away from the man, "She's in the garden with Kinu!"

When the maid opened her eyes again, she was alone in the hall, with no trace of Mitsuhide having been there other than her racing heart. She looked both ways but he was no where in sight. With a shakey sigh, the maid went back to what she was doing before she was interrupted.

You were so going to owe him big time after this.

When Mitsuhide reached the guarden, he was met with the sight of you sitting in the center of a large flower bed, with a more petite woman with jet black hair right beside you.

"So what does your kind often eat, Milady?"

Your kind?

You chuckled, your shoulders shaking with your light laughter, "A lot more than this."

Mitsuhide craned his head up from where he stood to peer over both your shoulders. There was a small blanket spread infront of the both of you with food laid out on top. It was a basic breakfast, typical, and well balanced - steamed rice, with miso soup, a cut of fish, and some eggs. He had never thought about what a creature such as yourself would require for sustenance, but hearing just a small cut of your conversation made him wonder briefly if you were constantly on the verge of starvation.

"Well if you ever feel the need to grab a midnight snack, keep an eye out for our castles resident mother hen."