#poiltics

[thowawayuntilfurthernotice]

To the person who got mad at me for calling out all the performative activism surrounding Rafah, I hope you’re happy that all those celebs and public figures have gone back to ignoring what is currently happening in Palestine.

There truly is nothing more heart wrenching than watching Palestinians crying and begging for help while the rest of the world continues to act like everything is fine.

[bafflement]

Deaged Oz AU - Panic In Vacuo

Dedicated to @maskyartist since this is all your fault.

"Wintertippetarius Pine. You claim to be the wizard, so why didn't you bother using magic to save the others? Are they worth so little to you?"

Several of the Atlas delegation glared at the Mistral councilmember in utter disgust at this. Whatever else he was, Tip was eleven years old. It had been discussed and gone over time after time, they had to realise by now that the only way the kid would have left the others behind was if he was forced to? From the story, told and confirmed by several witnesses, he'd frozen, trying in vain to catch the others as they fell. The only reason he'd even got to Vacuo at all was because Nora Valkyre, on Jaune Arc's panicked command, had snatched the boy up boldily as she'd sprinted through the portal. For a man so desperate to focus on Jaune Arc's heroism, his final act seemed awfully easy to gloss over.

Couldn't they see, any of them, just how this was affecting the boy? Winter Schnee was one of theirs, after all. The fact he was also the wizard was fractionally terrifying, but surely he'd given enough proof by now?

Tip's eyes lowered, pain filled and regretful, even as small arcs of green crackled around his hands. With a swallow, he reigned in the magic but, at that moment, he could have obliterated half the combined council and felt almost justified. He hated killing, though. Human lives were valuable, faunus lives were valuable. Each and every one of them had so much potential and he had to admit, yes, he very much loved them all.

Why was it so hard, then? To hear them scream at him over team RWBY and Jaune? He was aware... had told them, in fact... that they might still be alive. He knew Weiss was, and all of them had fallen the same way. Vanished the same way. But... there was no proof. Weiss was his niece! Ruby and Yang's were Qrow's... how could they think he'd be so unfeeling as not to grieve them? But no. These meetings had been happening constantly for almost three days now. He was very fed up of being screamed at.

"What exactly was I supposed to do? Nora literally picked me up and carried me through the portal, or I would have fallen with them. Maybe I should have fallen with them."

He sounded miserable enough that Lark Winchester, Cardin's father and Hawke Winchester's son, spoke up in his defence. "Hey, Winter? Take a break. Nothing is happening here that really needs you right now." He glared around at the rest of the council, as Tip nodded and made his escape, unable to stop the tears rolling down his face.

He fled through the corridors to the relative safety of the room he and Oscar shared. The door opened to Oscar, Ren and Nora, who seemed to be playing some sort of card game. Oscar's eyes narrowed and Nora let out a feral snarl at the sight of Tip, in tears, running almost blindly. Oscar caught him up in a hug, chin tucked into the silvery hair, eyes fierce. Nora and Ren just glanced at each other, eyes strangely hard.

"Stay with your brother, okay, pocketsized? We'll deal with this."

Tip, in his distress, blurred in Oscar's arms and Oscar suddenly found himself with a hawk chick in his lap. Tip couldn't cry like that, but he leaned into Oscar's touch as he stroked the soft, downy feathers, providing as much comfort as he could. He'd never seen his little brother in the sort of state that he'd transform like that, but he'd heard enough from Qrow to know that sometimes instincts just took over. Taking off his jacket, he draped it over his temporarily avian brother, still stroking him, murmuring nonsense.

Sometimes, it was good, being the older brother for once. Tip was so confident, so competent normally that it was easy to lose track of the fact that he was just a little boy. Well, chick, right now, but...

Eventually, Nora and Ren returned. Nora's grin was feral, Ren looking darkly satisfied. Nora's eyes widened slightly at the sight of the chick in Oscar's lap, nestled into his coat like it never wanted to leave and grinned brightly.

"Aww, he's so CUTE!" But though she gushed she didn't reach to touch him. All of them had had to grow up much too fast in the last few weeks to let herself be that needy. She grinned at the brothers as the baby bird that was Tip tucked his head under one wing and went to sleep. She almost wanted to record this, but after the losses they'd all suffered, they needed this moment. She resolved not to tease Oz too much when he woke up, either. Seeing him in tears had infuriated her. Tip was meant to be the calming presence, not whatever it was the council had reduced him to.

At least she had put the fear of Nora into them?

[lucysskeleton]

Bhopal, India - Dec. 3, 2016: Gas affected people burning an effigy of Union Carbide and Dow chemicals out side the UCIL factory on the 32nd anniversary of Bhopal gas disadter in Bhopal, India, on Saturday, December 3, 2016. (Photo by Mujeeb Faruqui/ Hindustan Times)(Mujeeb Faruqui/HT PHOTO)

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[creativeactionnetwork]

"Religious Freedom Makes America Great" by Mark Forton.

[chuckmeowt]

New reaction drop

[sunheart]

you know your rights are being flushed down the toilet when even "soulless killer" Putin has to point out mandating the vax is Bad.

[icudoucmetoo]

Yikes! Stay safe Floridians.

[rapidleaks]

The Election Commission of India has rejected nominations filed by 24 of the 25 turmeric farmers from #Telangana who had applied to contest against Prime Minister #NarendraModi in #Varanasi in a bid to draw attention to their demands about their challenges, The News Minute reported.