so yesterday I went to a tiny tiny protest for Palestine and I just wanna say, truly don't underestimate what you can do with even just 2, 6, 10 people, just cuz you cannot gather thousands of people in your protest or action doesn't mean you can't do things, I gave some flyers and stickers to people that were passing by, some people asked things, some people expressed how they're with us, a very old Jewish man who knew basically 0 Spanish talked to me and still wanted the flyer even if it was in Spanish and said mazel tov and stayed there the whole time we were there, many people were interested in knowing things and listened and wanted the flyers and recorded our tiny protest, every little bit is something, do what you can, specially if youve read things and learned things about Palestine lately that mainstream media isn't covering, share what you know
link to the work on ao3, but able to be read below!
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fandom: kingdom hearts
"There was always a way Xemnas said things that made Saix have more questions than answers. For now, Saix doesn’t pry too much. He doesn’t want to make Xemnas suspicious. He nods, keeps his head down, and thanks Xemnas for his time."
The plan was to infiltrate Xemnas’ inner circle, get as close as he could to Xemnas so that he could take over. He knew what he had to do, knew he had to play the role of the perfect pawn. Subservient, malleable.
It takes a great deal of hard work before he’s able to do it. Once he does, though… he starts wishing he had never tried this. He’s become a key member of the Organization, tasked with ensuring the logistics of everything. This, Saix doesn’t really mind.
Soon enough, though, he notices changes. He can see it in Axel’s reactions. The person he used to be was slowly being erased. He could see it even in the reactions he gets to simple things he says. He’s more irritable, more inclined to feel certain things, even when he knows he can’t.
The first time he notices a reaction is when Axel really, really stares at him. As if he’d grown a second head. He looks at Axel, and makes a gesture of confusion.
“What?”
Axel’s eyebrows furrow. “You really don’t know?”
Saix shakes his head, still baffled. “I wouldn’t have asked if I did. What?”
Axel gives a little sigh. “Why don’t you look in a mirror sometime?”
Little else is said before Axel just leaves. Saix wasn’t in the habit of looking in the mirror, not really. Not unless he has to. He’s not self conscious about his appearance, he just finds that he can do most things to get ready without doing that.
He does, however, heed Axel’s advice and looks when he next showers. And he immediately wishes he hadn’t.
He doesn’t know when it would have happened. Xemnas had placed importance on him, that much was true, but he didn’t… understand where this change came from.
His green eyes had faded into something resembling Xemnas’, and took on a yellow hue. Xigbar’s eyes were similar, and yet… Saix never understood why. What made those two have the same eyes? What made Saix have them now?
He asks Xemnas, next time he’s expected to make a report. Saix tries to remain ambivalent, but Xemnas always did have a way of seeing right through him. Xemnas smiles a little, something Saix isn’t knowledgeable enough to read quite yet.
“You have been chosen. You are an important member of this Organization, you understand.”
There was always a way Xemnas said things that made Saix have more questions than answers. For now, Saix doesn’t pry too much. He doesn’t want to make Xemnas suspicious. He nods, keeps his head down, and thanks Xemnas for his time.
going on anon for privacy but i just wanted to say. the bit about the inner world not being as tangible as others experience. that is so true and i don't think i've ever seen another system talk about that as an experience so i feel incredibly validated here omg. ty <3 :-)
Oh!!! I'm so glad! For what it's worth I think it only makes sense to me that some people would experience it to a much less intense degree than others. I mean, if the point of the disorder/mechanism/whatever your personal preferred label for it is is to keep information beneath the surface, of course some of us are in essence sitting here knocking on our skulls begging for permission to enter a very dark room 😅 It used to bother me much more a few years ago closer to discovery, but at this point I'm just grateful for the glimpses we do get to take outside.
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