reblog for good luck!
mc watching beel do push-ups: oof
mammon: oh yeah? watch this
mammon: *tries to do a cartwheel but does a back-flip instead and lands on his ass*
mc, a moronsexual: that was so fucking hot
asmo, with visible disgust: sweetie……no
This is so wholesome
(it probably wasn't actually Idia's fault)
(or was it)
some quick initial reactions to celebrate Diasomnia Day One! it felt like a bit of a short intro, but oh, what a tasting menu of things to come.
An human rights worker named Reina Mae Nasino was jailed and wrongfully accused for owning firearms. She was pregnant by the time she was jailed and gave birth in prison.
At this point, Reina Mae Nasino wasn’t given proper care in prison and was only given one medical visit. Reina gave birth to a girl named River but the lack of prenatal care caused the child to have a low weight and skin discoloration. Nasino also had difficulty breastfeeding her and wasn’t getting any assistance for her child. The counsels asked for the baby to be transferred to a hospital for her care but it was denied by the court.
On October 9, River died due to acute respiratory distress syndrome. She was only 3 months old.
Reina Mae Nasino was supposed to have 3 days to say goodbye but the Court Judge revised it and made it 6 hours, 3 hours for the wake and 3 hours for the funeral. She wasn’t allowed a peaceful grieving as dozens of police and jail guards swarmed the area. On October 14, Reina Mae attended River’s wake in full PPE and handcuffs, surrounded by guards because she was labelled a high profile criminal. The guards tried to cut her time with her child short as they tried to drag her away 2 hours before the visiting time was up. She was also not allowed to take off her handcuffs.
October 16, the day River was to be buried. The funeral wasn’t peaceful or respectful as the police swarmed and guarded the area. The car carrying River sped to the cemetery, not giving time for her family and supporters to catch up. The relatives begged on their knees for the guards to remove Reina’s handcuffs so she can hold her child one last time but they refused.
She wasn’t allowed a peaceful goodbye to her child.
She never even heard her child laugh once.
Reina Mae Nasino is not a criminal. She is a political prisoner and an activist who was treated terribly by the police and the justice system.
They killed her child.
There are over 600+ political prisoners like her in the Philippines that are subject to inhumane treatment due to the Duterte Administration and its disregard for the poor and disenfranchised. Baby River is not the only child who died due to the lack of care by the government.
Activists in the Philippines are getting killed, red tagged and treated as terrorists.
Do not ignore this. We need to be heard.
Apologies for the delay, here is Chapter 3. Twisted Wonderland Anthology volume 2, chapter 1 is currently underway and is expected to release sometime soon so please be on the look-out for that as well! Thank you for your patience.
Read here.
A picture speaks a thousand words. It is beyond heart wrenching to see such images come out as the rescue operations continue in Turkey/Syria.
As a global citizen, beyond borders, beyond political affiliations - whatever could be done from our end in terms of relief aid should not be missed. The grievance of losing one's dear & never can never be compensated. At least, we could do something to better their emergency needs.
And if nothing is possible, then one heart felt prayer to alleviate the aftermath of this event.
May the world be one in their phase of affliction & trial.
(needless to say, though we grieve, let us also not miss to ponder on our blessings - of security, of peace, of our families, a roof above our head, and endless other gifts or the sheer chance to just breathe - ever grateful we ought to be, lest one day we wake up and find none of it...)
Rowan Whitethorn: Where is Aelin? Where is my wife?
Cardan Greenbriar: This is my room. And that is my wife.
Reid Diggory: You are my wife now.
Thomas Cresswell: My best friend, the absolute love of my life, now until forevermore, I call you my wife.
Casteel Da’Neer: She is my wife.
Desmond Flynn: Years I have waited for this, anticipated it. My wife.
Rhysand: Though also calling you my wife sounds mighty appealing too.
Me: