Yes

Sigh the Sonic brain rot is taking over…. Heres some thoughts I have for a swapped version of shadow and Maria where she’s the one that survives

Just imagine a shadow that claims he can never die, nothing can hurt him and he’s reassuring a crying Maria that he’ll come back for her

GUN agents are pounding on the door they locked and Maria is begging, *pleading* with Shadow to please, please just go with her they can both be safe together she doesn’t want him to die

A sad smile from shadow and his reassuring words sooth her. But only a little

A shove so hard it snaps her arm is what she gets the second GUN breaks down that door. She slams into the glass wall, gasping in pain and falling to the ground.

Before she knows it the glass is closing around her and Shadow is slamming his fist onto the button

Her poor 12 year old brain can’t take it, she barely recognizes what’s happening as GUN starts shooting at shadow

But she can see the blood as it hits the glass of her escape pod and she can see his body get jerked around by dozens of bullets before it falls to the ground, stiff and lifeless

She suffers from severe PTSD, of course she does. Nightmares and a strong fear of tight spaces. She can no longer stand the sight of blood and is suddenly very, very afraid of the dark

Imagine a Maria so heartbroken that humanity could do this. Kill her only family. They killed Shadow, an innocent being, right in front of her eyes and she couldn’t do anything about it

Her arm never heals back right and serves as a reminder of the trauma she faced. She never wants it to heal back properly which leads to her breaking her arm herself because it’s the last way he touched her

She begins to wonder. Is this worth it? Is humanity worth it? Was anything worth it?

Is humanity worth saving?

Imagine a Maria turned cold. 19 hear old blonde girl with eyes as blue as the deepest parts of the ocean and a heart colder than space itself

A Maria that is set out to destroy humanity. A Maria that had everything taken from her by the people she trusted most and now she can never forgive them

She sees Sonic and freezes. She can’t see his colours the first time she sees him— he’s blocked out by a bright light from behind him and all of a sudden everything comes rushing back to her

So she tries to kill the faker because she can’t bear to lose herself again

Sigh…. I love shadow and Maria… the babies… the children…

articles and news on what’s happening in west papua are so appallingly scarce that i could rarely find any except a few before this. as an indonesian, i didn’t even know any of this is happening in the first place until a few months ago because rarely any of the big news outlets have ever brought it up, much less in a scale that is necessary to gain the world’s attention. SO PLEASE CHECK THIS OUT, one article at a time if it seems too much (which is what i'm currently doing too).

i think it’s important to note that while indonesia has been loudly advocating for palestine’s freedom, it has also been committing silent acts of violence against the people of west papua and exploiting them for years and silence those AND others who have tried to bring it to light.

things included in the thread ->

ARTICLES :

freewestpapua.org *the link isn't working at the moment but op has included screenshots in the tweet!

west papua : a history of exploitation (al jazeera)

courtesy of amnesty international

OTHERS :

amnesty international - "sudah, kasi tinggal dia mati" pembunuhan dan impunitas di papua (in bahasa)

BOOKS TO READ :

'the road : uprising in west papua' by john martinkus

'an act of free choice : decolonisation and the right to self-determination in west papua' by pieter drooglever

'merdeka and the morning star : civil resistance in west papua' by jason macleod

’see no evil : new zealand’s betrayal of the people of west papua’ by maire leadbeater

‘freedom in entangled worlds’ by eben kirksey

‘poisoned arrows’ by george monbiot

‘papua blood’ by peter bang

’west papua and indonesia since suharto’ by peter king

pdf available :

’the united nations and the indonesian takeover of west papua’ by john saltford

’west papua : the obliteration of a people’ by carmel budiardjo and liem soei liong

FILMS TO WATCH :

rebels of the forgotten world (1991)

blood on the cross (1999)

freedom for west papua (1999)

papua merdeka (2002)

west papua — the secret war in asia (2007)

forgotten bird of paradise (2009)

strange birds in paradise — a west papuan story (2010)

west papua — a journey to freedom (2011)

mama malind su hilang (our land has gone)

benny wenda — oslo freedom forum (2012)

isolated (2013)

courage is contagious — TEDx sydney (2013)

the road to home (2015)

punks for west papua (2016)

run it straight (2016)

act of no choice (2019)

paradise bombed (2023)

investigative tv reports :

inside indonesia’s secret war for west papua — ABC news (2020)

selling out west papua — al jazeera (2020)

INFOGRAPHICS :

amnesty international

brief history

2017

2018

Some of Licht Klein's best quotes

"I suppose being ridiculously earnest could be considered a virtue, but... you should give up on me already. I'm not going to change how I feel—or how I act—no matter what you say."

"I get it... you're radiant."

"Your ears are bright red. (...) I did it on purpose. In case it annoyed you." (—Licht trying to make Emma give up on him by annoying her)

"...Thanks for the sweets. (...) Especially these. They were good." (—Licht appreciating Emma's darioles)

"If you get lost in the crowd, who do you think has to find you?"

"...You're imagining things. (...) I'm the same as I always am." (—Licht being bashful after talking passionately about the theatre troupe)

"My body is covered in scars. You're not used to that sort of thing. I figured it'd bother you. I appreciate the thought, though."

"We're twins, Nokto and I. One of us brings good fortune, and one brings bad. (...) No matter where I go, I cause sorrow to everyone around me. It's clear which sort of fortune I bring. (...) If all I do is cause everyone sorrow... there's no point to me even being alive..."

"I'm begging you... stay away from me."

"This is for you. (...) Your hair clip broke when that cart almost ran you over, didn't it? (...) Anyway... that's why I went into town first thing, before my day started." (—Licht gifting a hair clip to Emma)

"You're going back to the palace, right? I'll walk you partway there."

"...So in other words, you want me to go to this social function with you. (...) I think... ...No."

"Give me back the woman I love." (—Licht to the obsidianite carriage driver who tried to harm Emma)

"After Mama died, Nokto spent less and less time at the palace, and... I discovered what loneliness felt like. We'd spent our lives together, every waking moment, and... it was hard to be without him. It hurt, every single day."

"Just by living, I bring sorrow to everyone around me, and even if I die, I'll still bring sorrow to everyone around me. I don't know what's best, or what's right... I don't know how to atone... I don't know anything..."

"Maybe... I've just been using that old saying... as an excuse to avoid everything. I killed my mother... I ruined Nokto's life... I put you in danger... I don't really believe that I can... make anyone happy."

"I feel kind of pathetic. (...) It's like I'm only ever showing you the worst sides of me."

"When I'm with you... it almost feels like I'm starting to find all the emotions I lost when I was a boy. Pleasure, delight, happiness... A sinner doesn't deserve to feel those things. So I gave them all up. But you always affect me. You mess with my heart. That's why I hate you."

"I wanna hug... Please?"

"Rather than losing myself and aggravating your injury, I'm going to please you even more than usual. I can satisfy you just like this. ...Or do you dislike this kind of service, my lady?"

"You should get some rest. I'll see you back to the palace. There's nothing you can do for him by being here. ...If you're that worried, I'll keep an eye on him." (—Licht reassuring Emma in Rio's route)

"You're so lovely, and so kind, and so warm, and so kind, and so lovely... Hang on..."

"And the seventh is a good-for-nothing womanizer." (—Licht describing Nokto)

"I just remembered how I used to fall asleep when you were explaining military jargon to me. (...) And you never woke me up. You're weirdly nice sometimes." (—Licht to Chevalier)

"I want to become like you. You can dazzle anybody with your strength, and you can see the path to victory in any situation. That's what I need to be, too. I'd never say that to his face, though. That's so embarrassing." (—Licht thinking about Chevalier)

"I punched a whole bunch of Tanzanitian princes. (...) I solved things with my fists." (—Licht talking about his own diplomacy tactics to Nokto)

"Nokto is the only person I can tell something like this to." (—Licht's thoughts)

"I can't believe I'm taking Nokto's advice. Something's got to be wrong with me. But I don't think he was wrong. If I can get her body to be addicted to mine, then her heart won't leave, either." (—Licht's thoughts about Emma)

"I want you to be so obsessed with me that you can't bear to be apart from me ever again." (—Licht's thoughts)

"I want you to adore me so much that you can't think straight." (—Licht's thoughts)

"Keep paying attention to me. Keep adoring me. Keep loving me." (—Licht's thoughts)

"I just don't believe in God's good faith. Besides, my only god is Emma. I believe in her over any Tanzanitian God, even the God incarnate. (...) You don't want to pay the price for manipulating my God, either." (—Licht to Azel)

"You're more normal than people think." (—Licht to Clavis)

"Keep paying attention to me. Keep adoring me. Keep loving me." (—Licht's thoughts)

"I can't help it. I just want to kiss you every time I see you."

"You were super cute."

"Duh." (—Licht's reaction to the soldiers talking about him and Emma being so in love)

"No. No carrots." (—Licht reacting to Yves saying every steak pie needs carrots and peas)

"My goal is to get better at cooking. I want to at least be able to crack an egg without dirtying the wall."

"Ngh... Stop laughing, you... demon." (—Licht to Chevalier mocking him)

"I... I hate women like you."

"I adore you... So much that words aren't enough. Please stay with me forever more."

"I want Emma to see me as a romantic interest. Not as a friend. How do I do that? (...) ...I don't know why I bothered asking you." (—Licht to Nokto)

"When I think about how you never give up, even when things go wrong, and how you're always so optimistic about the future— I'm finally realizing... I've just been running away, all this time. (...) There's nothing more pathetic than the idea of me giving up and running away while everyone else is still fighting."

"Would it be okay if I... visited you sometimes? ...No, it's cruel of me to even ask, isn't it?" (—Licht to Emma once her stay at the palace comes to an end)

"...He was right. They're really nonsensical. But there's one thing that's clear to me from reading them. ...She really did love us." (—Licht talking about his mother's letters)

"I don't know how to find happiness without you."

"...I've never seen one before. (...) To me, you were like that rainbow, even at the start. Always too beautiful, and too bright. (...) Now... this particular light is something I treasure." (—Licht seeing his first rainbow with Emma)

"Don't use Nokto as bait." (—Licht to Chevalier)

"You're so cute it's criminal."

"Feels weird to be called 'cute'. I'm an adult. And engaged."

"I kept trying to figure out how I could have you all to myself, without them interrupting us. And eventually I had an idea. (...) I realized I just had to build a place that's just for us."

"But so long as I have you, nothing's ever rough."

"That night, I had a dream. The start was the same as the dream I knew so well. A figure lay in the middle of that vivid crimson spectacle, and it should have been my mother. I felt suddenly cold and empty. All my calm vanished, and I ran to her side, but the woman lying in the pool of blood had turned into the woman I loved most. The sound that escaped my lips in that moment was strong enough to tear the whole world apart." (—Licht's thoughts)

Morgan: look Petey! I lost a tooth!

Peter: wow! That's great Morgan! Are you excited for the tooth fairy to come visit you?

Morgan: yeah! I wanna see if she's nice or if she's as scary as people say she is!

Peter: what are you talking about? The tooth fairy isn't scary!

Morgan: but she takes peoples teeth! She must keep them in her mouth, so she must have LOADS of teeth! Lots of ity bity teeth in a HUGE mouth!

Peter: ...

Harley: well, at least she's excited about it?

They heard someone say Halsin is weird.

[Doodle]

This is fantastic, thank you!

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐬

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 | Sam Winchester x female reader

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 |  All this time, you’ve been certain that your feelings for Sam have been unrequited. Until you’re forced to make a demon deal to save the world and everyone you hold dear - and everything changes. Takes place at the end of season 7 (the one with the Leviathans). 

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 |  angst with an ambiguous ending, protective Sam Winchester, romance 

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 | 6 k  

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 |  angst with an ambiguous ending (let me know if I should write part 2 for this story!), canon-typical violence, blood 

𝐀𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝🖤

The road to Hell, they say, is paved with good intentions.

It’s the truth, at least in your own case.

In all this time of hunting with the Winchesters, you should have learned to never strike a demon deal – least of all with the King of Hell himself.

And yet, it’s desperation that guided you here, to the lonely crossroads outside of town, underneath a night sky of towering clouds that suffocate the pale light of the stars. The air smells of rain and the coming storm. A first droplet falls down on you as you wait, running down your cheek like a stray tear. 

At first, nothing happens. There’s only the chill early-autumn wind that sweeps over the abandoned crossroads, making the stalks of dried corn that flank the lonely country road on all sides like silent sentinels sway and rustle; an eerie melody like a choir of whispering voices that sends shivers skittering down your spine like spiders.

“Do the demigods in flannel know you’ve strayed from the flock, little bird?”, Crowley’s voice drifts through the cold night, its dark timbre swirling in the air like the fog rising in the fields.

“Why?”, you quip with a belligerence that even surprises yourself, so in contrast to the frantic, frightened thrumming of your pulse, “Scared they’ll whip your ass if you make a deal with me, Crowley?”

Crowley’s answering chuckle is low, like the purr of a cat to match the feline smirk which plays on his lips while he strolls towards you with the slow steps of someone who knows he has all the time in the world. And in contrast to you…he has. Why hurry, when the prey sought him out all on its own?

“You know, of your pesky little party, you’re the one I’ve always liked best,” the demon finally drawls before coming to a halt in front of you, his glittering gaze sweeping over your surroundings before it comes to rest on you.

“Seems like I did something wrong, then.”

Another low, rumbling chuckle; another slow step towards you. The gleam in Crowley’s dark eyes is as unsettling as ever.

“Or right, considering you’ve called me here to make a deal.”

You’re clever enough to know this plan of yours is stupid beyond measure. It’s also the only ace left up your sleeve.

“I need your blood.”

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bitches will see the word garlic and hit reblog

I will never get over the fact I was using c.ai bc I wanted some inspiration for a fic I'm supposedly writing and I just.... yes.

me: (can we skip through the dinner dialogue, please character.ai? no offense though you're doing great)

c.ai: {Of course, that's no problem :) }