#renks

[snappingthewalls]

[grusik]

Renks Arbor by soulroach

[kamtarir]

[rainbow-neko-artblog]

Free Blood God VintageBeef moment anyone?

I feel like VintageBeef enjoyers look at me and think "what is WITH this freak?!" because all my art of him is like raw uncooked bloody steak covered in headcanon sauce to the degree where it's a wonder if it's even still him anymore.

[quotesfrommyreading]

The ongoing war in Sudan and the ensuing humanitarian crisis has pushed people to the brink. At the borders of conflict zones, selling a kidney is becoming a currency of last resort for people seeking refuge. In June 2023, I managed to contact two young Sudanese women who had fled the fighting in Khartoum. In April 2023, Rania was with her friend Fatima, both students at the University of Khartoum, when the RSF raided the main campus, on the banks of the Nile. “We were trying to hide from the fighting,” Rania told me on the phone. “There were a lot of [female] students there who were afraid to leave. We thought we would be safe, but they found us and forced us to have sex with them.”

Soon after that they packed up their belongings and took a bus heading towards the border with South Sudan. They had heard the route south was cheaper than trying to go north to Egypt, and Rania had a brother living in Kampala, Uganda, whom they hoped to join. It was a seven-day journey from Khartoum to Renk, a small town in South Sudan close to the border where thousands of people had set up temporary camps in bleak conditions. A lack of food, water, healthcare and sanitation had left people at increased risk of disease, malnutrition and violence. There were hundreds of new arrivals each day. “People are crammed together under tarpaulins,” Rania said. “There are mosquitoes everywhere. There’s not enough food, water, soap. Everyone is desperate for assistance. It’s chaos.”

When Rania and Fatima arrived at a makeshift camp on the outskirts of the town, they were approached by soldiers in plain clothes selling tickets for flights from a small airstrip outside Renk to South Sudan’s capital, Juba, and the city of Nimule. The flights, which should form part of the humanitarian corridor, are being controlled by armed militias charging exorbitant fees to board them. “They wanted a lot of money,” Rania said. “The price would go up every day. They said if we didn’t have any money we could have sex with them.”

When they refused, they were told there was something else they could sell: a kidney. “They said that this was the only way we were going to get a flight out of here,” Fatima said. “There were two men who had agreed to this [selling a kidney], but I don’t know what happened to them. I was worried that they would kill me and take my kidney.”

Two weeks after Rania and Fatima first arrived in Renk, they messaged me from Kampala. “We received some money from family members in Uganda. They paid a smuggler $500 to take us to Kampala.” Raina said. “There were no humanitarian agencies or government officials transporting people. The drivers, the militias, they are exploiting people every step of the journey.”

In Renk, they had watched as large trucks carried hundreds of people further south to transit camps that were rumoured to be less crowded and better resourced. Others boarded cramped and overcrowded boats down the Nile to the city of Malakal, from which they would attempt to reach Juba, 970km to the south. Each stage of the journey would come at a cost.

“We are telling you this for a reason,” Fatima said. “We desperately need more support for people trapped in Sudan. In Darfur, there is genocide. But no one is talking about it. Women are being raped every day. Children have been killed and abducted. People are desperate. This is when you sell your kidney.”

  —  ‘For me, there was no other choice’: inside the global illegal organ trade

[hosgeldinhuzun]

Benimki pembe olabilir mi?

Benimki mavi olabilir mi?

Benimki kırmızı olabilir mi?

Bu sorulara hazır mıyım?

[cicekligokyuzu]

[colliewolfdraws]

So you know how like. Third life and Hermitcraft happened? And how the Red King while being Ren doesn’t like, fully act like Ren? He’s more dramatic and focuses more on fighting rather than building? Yeah what if they were different people.

So uhhmmm me and my partner started thinking of a twin Ren au. Or the Ren pack because RenBob is part of it. He’s their cousin.

Ren is basically their last name in terms of like. Hybrid naming schemes for dogs. HC Ren is Dog and 3L Ren is King. Dog won the rights to be called Ren because his name is dumber.

They’re both hermits!! Ren does the big builds and King does the detailing for them, pretty inseparable when it comes to the various seasons

King didn’t choose to be added to 3L, he was taken against his will in the middle of HC S7 to play the death game. (A game meant to fuck with a newly exiled watcher grian- not everyone is from the same time and probably isn’t the same friend he knows. Except for like Martyn.)

There’s so much. There’s so much that has to be said and I’ll post more eventually bht good god. Help me.

I have a hold on Ren, my partner @datestart has a hold on King :3

[ibrahimdem]

Her duygu, hayatımıza yeni bir yön verir..

İ.d.

[snappingthewalls]

[veradansatirlar]

Işıklarım vardı benim. Çiçek açardım. Sonra bir şey oldu. Işıklarım söndü, çiçeklerim soldu, hayatımın renkleri siyaha büründü. Yaşamak koca bir ağrıya dönüştü ruhumda.

[b-e-i-r-u-t]

[dareyynn]

Renk tonluyoruz🎨🖌

Bekle beni Fatih tezhibii

[fersah]

Ben size ilk yağlı boyamı göstermediiim

akrilikle hiç alakası yok bir gün boyu tiner koktum jdjdfn bide portakal yağı

[yantekerlek]

başakşehir'den fatih'e geçeceğiz. otobüs geldi. tek koltuk boş. annem otursun haaah maşallah dedim. koltuğa bi baktım sanırsın bir kutu kurabiyeyi kırıp kırıp koltuğa yaymışlar. baktım anne dedim boş ama kırıntılar var. aaa dedi. ön koltuktaki teyze çantasından mavi plastik bir tabak çıkardı. al al buna koy, süpür süpür dedi. annem başladı süpürüp pat pat vurmaya. ayy çok teşekkürler dedi. ama dedi epey fazla dedi. olsun ben senin iyiliğin için söylüyorum süpür vur vur hah dedi. sonra kırıntı dolu tabağı alışveriş çantasına geri koydu. oturdu annem ama gülüyoruz. annem o kabın yanınızda olması ehhehhehe :) dedi. teyze ben dedi senin iyiliğin için dedi. ya yerim seni teyze. Allah darlık göstermesin demedim ama daha büyüğünü yapıyorum. dünyada atılmış bir postun denk gelecek müslümanların temiz ağızlarıyla edeceği duaların var. iyilik yap denize at ya valla. aman bana ne deme. birinin yaşadığı bir zorluğa pratik bir çözümün varsa sun gardaşım. okey mi? şimdi dualar.