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In the Haret Hreik neighborhood of Dayihe, Beirut, a banner is raised to honor Aaron Bushnell, who self-immolated in front of the zionist embassy in Washington in solidarity with Palestine and in rejection of his country's position supporting the genocide war waged against Gaza.
"Aaron Bushnell, from the people of loyalty and sincerity, to your pure soul. Your devotion and loyalty to the Palestinian people will remain a trust in our necks for eternity."
In March, signs honoring Bushnell were raised in Areeha, Palestine and Sana'a, Yemen.
work poem written at work while not working
kept my tone even and my face neutral kept my hours, kept my job lost my sense of self-worth
somewhere in the server room, I believe
mgmt says my transformation into a networked entity is “temporary” tho
so we're cool
Self sacrifice in an "i can take it; you can't" way X self sacrifice in an "you can take it; and i know i can't, but it'd rather this than letting you through it" way X self sacrifice in an "neither of us can take it. it doesn't matter, 'cause its gonna be me" way
"Why on earth do you think I'd willingly go back with you after everything you did to me?!
"Because I know how much you care about Caretaker."
Whumpee recoiled lightly at that unexpected reason. And stepped back when Whumper started advancing on them.
"I know you want to keep them out of this. That you don't want the same things that happened to you, happen to them."
They backed up against the wall with a slight gasp. A hand shot out and slammed just next to their head, boxing them in.
"Am I right?"
Beloved Whump Prompt #103
"Thank you for everything."
"Why does it sound like you're saying goodbye?"
BONUS POINT: the conversation happens over the phone
Whumper walked into the cell, looking over the two new captives. They were both gagged and tied back-to-back. One of them blinked in pure terror, while the other growled with fury.
"What do I choose?" Whumper stepped closer and crouched down. "Something new and exciting?" They lifted Caretaker's chin, "Or something old and familiar?" Then patted Whumpee's head.
Caretaker struggled against the merciless ropes tying them down.
"Have something to say?" Whumper obliged and pulled out the gag from Caretaker's mouth.
After working their jaw, Caretaker snarled:
"Leave them alone!"
Whumper grinned.
"Bold words. Makes sense for someone who's never known real pain: no serious injuries, no chronic illnesses. Do you even know what it's like to have a broken bone?"
Caretaker continued to glare.
"Now Whumpee, that's a different story. They've been suffering since their days in a cradle. Everything I do to them is nothing more than a game, considering their freakish pain tolerance. So, I don't know, maybe sit this one out."
Whumper started moving their hand towards Whumpee and barely managed to snatch it back in time to avoid Caretaker’s bite.
"I said: Leave. Them. Alone."
"Yeesh! Alright, you've convinced me. Better teach you some manners first."
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