the men and boys are innocent too.
we cry "the innocent women and children" to appeal to the masses, to try and force their sympathy, but the men and boys are innocent too.
I have seen sons crying out for their mothers, their fathers, their siblings. I have seen them break down at the loss of their families. I have seen them cling to their dead and grieve.
I have seen fathers cradle their dead children, seen them kiss their faces and hold their little hands. I have seen them faint with grief when asked to identify the dead. I have seen them carry their sons and daughters. I have seen them fasting to provide what little they can for their families.
I have seen men and boys digging through the rubble with just their bare hands, I have seen them comforting strangers, playing with children, rocking them, hushing them, even if the face of such imminent danger. I have seen them cry, seen them grieve, seen them break down into each other's arms, seen them be selfless, beyond selfless, becoming something I don't have a word for.
I have seen the men who are doctors refuse to leave their patients, even when they have no medicine or supplies to give them, even when they're threatened with bombings. I have seen fathers who have lost all their children pick orphans up into their arms and proclaim them their child so they are not alone. I have seen men and boys digging pets out of the rubble.
the men are innocent too. the men and boys are being hurt and killed too. the men and boys are grieving too. the men and boys are scared too. the men and boys are fighting to save their people too. the men and boys deserve to be fought for too.
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srry i couldn’t stop grinding against my mattress n pressing my face into my blanket n whining the entire time we were texting do u still think i’m cute
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Imagine flirting with a boy by giving him casual commands. Waving him over from the bar, telling him to sit down and ordering drinks for the both of you. Manhandling him gently, hand loose around his waist, walking him towards the exit. He could simply ignore you if he wasn't interested, but he's so obedient and pliant that he follows your every move, his big doe eyes eagerly watching for your next command.
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Dean only touched Cas when Cas was dead or dying, right? He would cradle Castiel's face in his hands or he would kneel by Castiel's body.
The last and final time, Dean never got to do either of those things. Instead he had to watch from a safe distance while his best friend got dragged away and pretty much died without a fight.
Pretty sad, right? Y'know what else is sad?
Dean finally found out he could have touched Castiel whenever he wanted, yet he didn't even get to touch Cas one last time.
Let that sink in.
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