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I like to think their papa is in space, watching over them

I also like to think that he’ll appear in the manga and cure Efrim somehow

Inspired by this work: https://www.tumblr.com/gealin/745149933481525248/spoiler-alert-if-you-havent-seen-it-yet?source=share

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i'm crying at this set of responses lmao

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JinJiyanAzadi #BijiRojava Rosaries and rifles: Syria Christians take on IS in Raqa [UPDATES]

An ivory-coloured rosary swings from the rearview mirror of Abboud Seryan's pickup truck as he speeds through Syria's Raqa, inspecting the positions of fellow Christian fighters taking on the Islamic State group…

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#فيديوغرافيك

إبــادة جمــاعية من نـوع آخر ، الاحتلال التركي و مـرتزقته يحـرقون كل غرســة خضـراء في عفـرين المحـتلة بهـدف القضــاء على جــذور أهــلها الكــردية .

رابط قناتنا "عفرين نيوز24" على التيلجرام :

Genocide of a different kind. The Turkish occupation and its mercenaries burn every green plant in occupied Afrin with the aim of eliminating the Kurdish roots of its people.

Link to our channel “Afrin News 24” on Telegram:

https://t.me/efrinnews24

[thedragonagelesbian]

transfuse health

Gale hesitated. Well, they all hesitated. The hag’s latest trick gave them plenty of reason to pause, weaving illusion magic to double Mayrina’s form across the battlefield, but the lack of response from as quick a mind as Gale’s was particularly concerning. Cyrus looked back over his wings and saw the other man with an arrow knocked, its tip drifting between its two potential targets. He took a breath as if to fire, but on the exhale, his stance slumped. Bow and arrow slouched in his left hand, his right flung out with a spark of his treasured magic collecting in its palm. Red and crackling, three bolts of energy streaked out from the tips of his fingers. Cyrus felt one graze his midriff, that strip of bare flesh he used to power his blood magic, before it buried itself in the shimmer of ether in front of him.

“It’s me!” Mayrina was doubled over and sobbing as the guise vanished, clutching at her smoking chest. “It’s me, please don’t hurt me!”

Further ahead, at the top of the twisted staircase, the other magic missiles found their proper mark in the sneering figure of the hag.

“Not much of a wizard nowadays, are we, dearie?”

Cyrus’ pulse slammed against his throat. “Gale!” 

She couldn’t die. They had to save her. That’s what he had promised. No more innocents, no more death, no more blood except his own. Not like the petrified dwarf who had withered away when Cyrus had tried to free him, not like Karlach skewered between his sword and Wyll’s, not like Alfira, the silk of her entrails wound around his hands…

Whatever Gale’s response was, Cyrus couldn’t hear it over the roar of blood in his ears and the agitation of his wings behind him— wet, fleshy appendages pulling in protest. Like the rest of him, the aching viscera strung from his shoulder blades rebelled against his kindness. It tore at him, as if to drag him to his true target. 

The scent of Mayrina’s singed flesh sang to him. Would it not be so sweet to finish the task that Gale had started?

His head swam, heavy and waterlogged, awash senselessly in the rhythm of his bloodlust— until he felt a twinge.

The parasite.

Since Omeluum had awoken it, it had been more active. More hungry. 

And while the rest of the party had investigated the other dark corners of Ethel’s gallery, Cyrus had hunched over Efrin’s body. His companions were familiar at this point with his ritual of conversing with any dead that would talk to him, especially those whose death he had a part in, and knew to leave him be, but he hadn’t talked to Efrin’s spirit. 

He had thought of his own gallery. That which had been revealed to him after he consumed the noblestalk mushroom, the spoils of his own grotesqueness on permanent display.

He had reached into his pack and pulled out one of the tadpoles. They were preserved not unlike the trophies in his memories, a foul pickling liquid of saline and the grey matter of its former inhabitant. A few drops of it had splashed onto Efrin’s body as Cyrus had uncorked the bottle, trembling fingers plunging too fast into the solution. He had needed to get the tadpole out before the others saw.

How could he have looked any of them in the eye and told them whatever monster this makes of me must be better than what I am now?

Now, alongside that monstrosity hummed another voice: that of the eladrin in the prism.

“This is why you claimed the parasite’s power,” he reminded Cyrus. “I believe in you. Use it to save her. To save everyone.”

Better to obey him than the Urge.

For a moment, his headache cleared. That perpetual pounding, dull at best and nauseating at worst but always thrumming between his eyes, it disappeared.

In its place, he felt the chorus of the other tadpoles. They writhed in exultation, and the emotions of their hosts flooded Cyrus as they realized what was happening. Wyll’s concern, as expansive and as warming as the sun without any light left for himself, pivoted from Mayrina to Cyrus. Whatever annoyance Astarion was nursing for this entire heroic affair, it ceded to confusion, much as Gale’s guilt evaporated into curiosity.

And Cyrus felt himself brimming with potential, though without the slightest idea of how to direct it. He was no warlock or wizard: everything he did, he drew from his body.

He brought the hilt of his sword to his breast and closed his eyes. As the blood-slick sheen of radiance along the blade kissed his cheeks, he let the noblestalk’s memory come back. The vivisection, the slip of Sceleritas’ claws, the plunge of his hand into the chest cavity to cradle his screaming victim’s heart.

His own chest contracted, as if something was crowded between his lungs.

He squeezed.

Everything went white. The pain built like pressure, bones buckling with the last breath forced out of him.

The only thing he could hear was a jeering laugh. “The little angel’s gone and hurt himself again! Think that’ll make it all okay? You don’t even remember which god you’re paying penance to, petal.”

A pantomime of death throes seized him, gasping and spasming, but this was a hurt without origin. No blood to staunch, just an ache in his body, set deep enough to trigger his marks: glowing celestial inscriptions enveloping him in the red of his sacrifice and flooding his vision as it returned to him. 

Pain translated into power. That was the first lesson Cyrus had ever learned in this body.

More surprising than the fiery script, was Mayrina, mouth open in shock as she touched her stomach. Not a trace of her pain remained. 

It burned in Cyrus instead.

Hot. Angry. Wounded, but fiercer for it.

“Good.” The eladrin’s voice was bursting with pride, bright enough to blind Cyrus to what Auntie Ethel’s gibe had implied: that he could not bleed his way to atonement from a divinity he had forgotten. “Very good.”

Adjusting his grip on his shield, Cyrus kicked up from the ground. The sinew of his wings stretched behind him, but they hurt less now. Everything hurt less suspended in fury. Even the throbbing of his skull could be numbed by such clarity and singularity of purpose.

He would sacrifice whatever of himself he had to to get everyone else out of this lair safely, and he would be sure to take the hag down with him.

As he slammed down in front of Ethel, he heard a different sneer tugging at his tadpole.

“Our little wriggling friends here offer us complete dominion over others,” Astarion drawled, “and you’ve decided to use its powers to feed your martyr complex?”

Cyrus’ rage screamed back: I AM THE HARBINGER. THIS IS WHAT I DO. THIS IS WHAT I AM GOOD FOR.

[ryttu3k]

Gale run continues! First, some Wizard Enrichment:

Book acquired!

Your interest has been noted!

Recruited Lump! Still haven't used it yet, trying to decide what fight to use it on. Apparently the creche is too far? Grymforge isn't, but I don't want to hurt the gnomes (especially since last time I never got the option to send Barcus to camp and he disappeared for the rest of the game ;_; ). Maybe if I free the gnomes, do a LR so they're out of the way, and use it for the actual Grym fight?

New friend acquired 8D Sorry sweetheart I don't think this wizard is any better XD;;

So this is new! Unfortunately this did mean we went straight to Minthara, immediately had to kill her, aggro'd the whole camp, and missed out on some stuff like Abdirak. I was going to have Gale learn some things about himself XD

Hehe.

Sorry guys doing it for the achievement. She got temporarily hostile in this fight and the main one against Gut, just knocked her out for those. See you in Moonrise, Sazza!

Big Buff Bear Boyfriend acquired. *puts him next to Bitchy Bitey Boyfriend*

Bomb Squad moment(tm).

I'm sorry Gale I know this was mean :(

Only the best for my girl <3

Sorry I just. Height difference.

Party time! And a mildly failed rizzard attempt. Woe!

The rizzard gets rizzed.

Too scary! Let's go with the one almost as likely to bite.

We'd have a toasted vampire in that case XD Ow turning her down does hurt a bit XD;; *gently shoves her towards Wyll. Or Shadowheart. Or Lae'zel*

I goddamn adore Danis and Bex. "Sharee! That's Infernal for 'cheers'. Or possibly 'turnip'." "I need to dance!! ...Nope. No. I need to lie down."

Telling lines: "And what do you want?" "What do any of us want? Pleasure. Yours. Mine. Our collective ecstasy. That's what you want, isn't it? To lose yourself in me?" Astarion. Babe. You did not answer the question ;_;

Listen I love this shot but also Astarion's 8 STR ass is not lifting a solidly-built human up XD

"But such flavor intrigues..."

Gale: *puts 'kill vampire lord' on to-do list*

I'm sorry Gandrel but we're keeping the squad safe.

New experiences: unpetrified Efrin. Sorry dude I did not realise ;_;

Crit success on the Deception roll :D

"Connor Vinderblad received Condition: Smelly."

He's so modest XD

Happy frog!! I didn't talk to the frog in earlier runs this was so cute <3

Halsin has joined the book club!

Next time: into the Underdark!

[spilltheteawithme]

She looks so bad in these new pics and is trying SO hard to look ~cool and carefree~ lol

Shes so weird in her swishy swaying, it reminds me of that one interview with Tom Cruise and she started dancing and pulling Zac Efrin to dance... that whole time she was staring at herself in the monitor of the stage

[dougielombax]

Oh dear!

Looks like the KCK wasn’t lying!

New shit has come to light.

Hardly the first time Turkey has done this kind of thing.

They’ve also sent similar extremist mercenaries to Libya, Armenia (Artsakh), and Niger (idk why) as well.

Also this.

Idk if anything will come of this meeting but still.

[utopiatv]

Kürtlerin gerçek dostu Olof G Tandberg'in vefatı üzerine

PAYLAŞ Olof G Tandberg Etiketler Jan Dost Kitap Ödül Yazar Mele Mustafa Barzani Kridor Efrin Olof G Tandberg İsveç Kürt dostu Başkan Mesud Barzani Rohat Alakom Rohat Alakom��(*) Kürtlerin gerçek dostu Olof G Tandberg’in vefatı (25-2-2024) ilk elde İsveç Kürtleri arasında çok büyük üzüntü ve boşluk yarattı. Azınlıkların, etnik grupların hakları ve özellikle de Kürt meselesi her daim Olof G…

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KOBANÊ - "Kobanê düştü düşüyor" diyenlere Miştenur'dan gülüşüne dünyayı sığdıran bir kadın "Kürt kadınları daha son sözünü söylemedi" diyerek yanıt verdi, 5 Ekim 2014'te. Kobane'de bir miladın adı olan Arin Mirkan, yerelden enternasyonale köprü olarak tüm dünyaya 'Son sözü direnenlerin söylediğini' hatırlatıyor.

Çağın 'umut kapısı' olarak nitelenen Kobanê direnişini ele alırken tarih Arin Mirkan'ın eyleminden önce ve sonra olarak ikiye ayrılıyor. İşgalcilerin adım adım kenti ele geçirdiği günlerde yeni bir direnme biçiminin ortaya çıktığı ses 5 Ekim'de kentin sembollerinden olan Miştenur Tepesi'nden geldi. Adı henüz dünyanın tüm kıtalarında 'devrimin yeni adı' olarak sembolleşmemişken bir kadının eylemi yankılandı.

Eylemin sahibi dağınık saçları ve ağız dolusu gülüşüyle YPJ'nin genç savaşçılarından Arin Mirkan'dı (Dilar Gencxemis). Miştenur'da yankılanan bu ses daha sonraları birçok kıtada kadınlar arasında tartışılırken 'ana cevap vermek' olarak yorumlandı. Arin'in eyleminden bir gün sonra 6-8 Ekim serhıldanları gelişti ve 136 günlük bir direnişin ardından Kobanê özgürleştirildi. Kobanê direnişi tarihte direnmenin yeni adı olarak var olacaksa şüphesiz Arin Mirkan bu direnişin miladı olarak tarih sayfalarında yerini alacak.

Bir miladın adı

Peki bir miladın adı olarak tüm dünya kadınlarının andığı Arin Mirkan kimdi. 1992 yılında Efrin Kantonuna bağlı Mabeta ilçesinde dünyaya gelen Arin Kürdistani değerlerine sıkı sıkıya bağlı bir ailede büyüdü. 2007 yılından itibaren devrimci kişiliği ön plana çıkan Arin, Rojava Devrimi'nin başladığı günlerde aktif olarak içinde yer alanlardan oldu. 3 erkek kardeşi ile birlikte özsavunma güçlerine katılan Arin Kobanê devrimin içinde yer almanın coşkusunu yaşadı ve yoldaşlarının anlatımıyla çevresindekilerde bunu hep hissettirdi.

'Kobanê düşmedi düşmeyecek'

Kobanê'de YPJ'de komutanlık görevi alan Arin genç yaşına rağmen tecrübesi ile kritik günlerde, Miştenur Tepesi'nde görevlendirildi. Birilerinin ellerini ovuşturarak "Kobanê düştü düşüyor" diye naralar attığı günlerde 5 Ekim'de Miştenur Tepesi'nde fedai eylem gerçekleştiren Arin cevabını "Kobanê bir ruhtur düşmedi düşmeyecek" olarak verdi.

'Son sözü direnenler söyler'

Arin'in eylemini yapmadan önce söylediği son sözler dünyayı yönettiğini ve her şeyin ellerinde olduğunu sananlara 'direnenler son sözü söyler'in doğrulamasaydı: "Kürt kadınları Kobanê direnişinde daha son sözünü söylemedi. Biz çetelerden korkmuyoruz. Sonuna kadar biz savaşacağız, biz çetelerin eline geçeceğimize, kendi bedenimizi feda ederiz."

Direnenlerin ve direnenlerin safında yer alanların sembolü olan Arin Mirkan'in eyleminin yıldönümünde birlikte direndiği arkadaşları JINHA'ya anlattı.

Miştenur özgürleştiğinde bizimle halay çekti

Arin'le uzun bir dönemdir yaşamı paylaşan Penaber Leman şöyle anlatıyor: "Arin büyük hayallere sahipti ve onun için imkansız diye bir şey yoktu. O eylemini sadece çetelere karşı vermedi, aynı zamanda YPJ'ye de bir çizgiyi işaret etti. Eylemi sayesinde tüm dünya Kobanê umudunun etrafında birleşti. Miştenur özgürleştiği gün insanlar arayıp Arin için tepede ateş yakmamızı istedi. Büyük bir ateş yaktık ve orada Arin'in ve şehit düşen tüm yoldaşların bizimle halay çektiğini hissettik. Asıl zaferi o gün yaşadık."

'Coşkusu yaşarken de direnme sembolüydü'

Arin'in yoldaşlarından YPJ'li Sorxwin Kobanê ise duygularını şöyle dile getiriyor: "Birlikte aynı cephede savaştık. Çocuksu gülüşü ve coşkusu ile bizim için yaşarken de direnmenin sembolü olmuştu. Arin ve diğer tüm şehit yoldaşlar bizim yolumuzun öncüsü oldu. Zilan ve Beritan çizgisini takip etti ve bize büyük bir zafer armağan etti. Son teknikle üzerimize gelen düşmana karşı asıl iradenin en büyük silah olduğunu gösterdi. Şengal'de kadınları esir alanlara karşı 'Kürt kadını asla teslim olmayacak' mesajını çok net verdi. Ondan sonra bir daha asla teslimiyet aklımızdan dahi geçmedi. Kobanê direnişi bir kadın direnişiydi ve bunun öncüsü Arin ve direnin tüm kadınlar oldu. Özgürlük umuduyla kazandık."

'Ruhu bize çok şey öğretti'

Bir başka yoldaşı YPJ'li Çiçek Doli ise Arin'in eyleminin anlamını şu cümlelerle dile getiriyor: "Herkesin umudunu azalttığı birilerinin 'düştü düşüyor' diye psikolojik savaş yürüttüğü günlerde Arin bize başka bir yol olduğunu gösterdi. Tarihi direnenler yazar dedi ve gitti. Onun hayali Kobanê sokaklarına geri dönmekti. Şimdi hayalini yaşatan binlerce yoldaşı var. İnsanların göçertildiğine katledildiğine tanık oldu. 'Bunun intikamı alınmalı' diyordu. Ruhu ile bize çok şey öğretti."

'O artık dünyanın kızı oldu'

Arin için son sözü ise annesi Wahie Xenan "O artık sadece benim kızım değil, bu dünyadaki herkesi kızı" diye dile getiriyor: "Arin'im küçük yaştan itibaren devrimciydi. O Kürdistan'a ve tüm insanların eşitliğine inanırdı. Onu Kürdistan'in değerleri ve Önder Apo'nun felsefesi ile büyüttük. Ama o şimdi hepimizin öncüsü ve komutanı oldu. Bize bir yol gösterdi ve o yola layık olmaya çalışıyoruz. Kızım bu dünyadaki tüm direnenlere yol gösteren umut oldu."

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Kurdish women fighters [UPDATES]

https://correspondent.afp.com/kurdish-women-fighters

When I photograph the women fighters fighting Daesh, it reassures me that there is justice in this world. Daesh, as the Islamic State group is known around here, has mercilessly killed and raped women, children and the elderly. And here you have girls leaving everything to go and fight them. It gives me faith that there is some justice in the fight between good and evil, between light and darkness...

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https://www.reuters.com/article/us-mideast-crisis-islamic-state/hundreds-surrender-in-last-islamic-state-enclave-as-sdf-advance-idUSKCN1QV0WB

RELATED UPDATE: Militant women poised to take control of ISIS camp, Syrian Kurdish general says

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RELATED UPDATE: Kalkan: Turkish state and AKP-MHP are behind Paris massacre - PART II

https://anfenglishmobile.com/features/kalkan-turkish-state-and-akp-mhp-are-behind-paris-massacre-part-ii-64654

RELATED UPDATE: Syria Kurds say they arrested more than 100 Daesh suspects

https://www.arabnews.com/node/2227941/middle-east

RELATED UPDATE: On war: Thoughts and observations from a YPJ female Internationalist - Part I

https://anfenglishmobile.com/features/on-war-thoughts-and-observations-from-a-ypj-female-internationalist-part-i-64784

RELATED UPDATE: Femicides in Iran go unpunished

https://anfenglishmobile.com/women/femicides-in-iran-go-unpunished-65102

RELATED UPDATE: Two more female journalists arrested in Iran

https://anfenglishmobile.com/women/two-more-female-journalists-arrested-in-iran-65105

RELATED UPDATE: The growing struggle of women in Rojava – VI

https://anfenglishmobile.com/women/the-growing-struggle-of-women-in-rojava-vi-65106

RELATED UPDATE: Call for participation in the Cologne demo in solidarity with the women-led uprising in Rojhilat

https://anfenglishmobile.com/women/call-for-participation-in-the-cologne-demo-in-solidarity-with-the-women-led-uprising-in-rojhilat-65145

[carinsworld]

Ez bêriya te dikim.

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