#btw i translated all of these on google translator

[solixfugae]

La Limerencia de un parásito. A Parasite's Limerence

Hay un aire que me asfixia desde adentro, un hedor toxico que me hace lagrimear. Pero en mi cansancio aparente, no puedo cerrar mi boca, no puedo dejar de jadear. Veo puntos de colores en las esquinas de mis ojos, hay un nudo en mi garganta, no puedo respirar.

En mi desesperación busco un descanso, busco algo en lo que me pueda aferrar. Mis uñas se encarnan en piel tierna, carne sensible, mis dedos se funden entre gotas con sal. Si me tapo, si me envuelvo en la piel de alguien, se que no caeré tan pronto al vacío, incluso aunque no entienda que sucede, quiero manos en mi espalda, quiero besos en mi frente, necesito escapar.

Pero yo tengo este don, de romper la belleza, de infestar lo precioso, y madecirlo con el tacto de mi presencia. Y cualquier ser vivo que me acompañe, se va a desintegrar, deformar como las olas que golpean la arena.

¿Son mis lágrimas reales o es por el químico que penetra mis pestañas? ¿Soy cruel si me aferro a un ser que grita y patea para safarse de mi? ¿Soy un enfermo si disfruto las heridas, disfruto la ira en la que me quiero desahogar, en la que quiero olvidarme de todo lo que sentí?

Aun cada recuerdo lo siento con rencor, las náuseas escalan por mi esófago por cada imagen en mi memoria. La cólera crece en mi como la forma en que el sol sale del alba,  en los sueños de ojos que aferran mi mente, no tengo salvación, no tengo escapatoria.

No puedo matar, no puedo amar, solo puedo fingir la sensación de manos en mi cuello, y los susurros de espejismos en sábanas acolchadas. Entre el espacio de mis dedos y la presencia, casi puedo sentir el calor de un cuerpo humano, casi puede ser una unión con piernas entrelazadas.

Pero no puedo dejar en libertad la fantasía sobre la neblina de un amor imposible, porque la culpa carcome mis huesos en cada reflexión. Y me pregunto si mis sueños tiran hacia abajo la vida, me pregunto si es una visión pesimista, o si debo asfixiar a mi cerebro por aquella infantil idealización. Quizá jamás lo sepa, y todo permanezca en el olvido. La perfección de un fantasma es que nadie escucha el eco de sus pasos, nadie escucha la fuerza en sus latidos. En mi muerte marcare en piedra mis recuerdos, los que tan deliciosos serán para la erosión.

Voy a cambiar cada palabra

Entre la sangre de mis labios mordidos

Voy a leer mis movimientos

Entre el musculo palpitante que une mis articulaciones con dolor

Entre el espacio del corazón a las costillas, de la piel a los pulmones.

Voy a agazaparme de la persona que soy.

Aunque ya no reconozca su color.

There is an air that suffocates me from within, a toxic stench that makes me tear up. But in my apparent exhaustion, I can't close my mouth, I can't stop panting. I see colored dots in the corners of my eyes, there's a lump in my throat, I can't breathe

In my desperation I look for slumber, I look for something I can hold on to. My nails incarnate into tender skin, sensitive flesh, my fingers melt between drops of salt. If I cover myself, if I wrap myself in someone's skin, I know that I will not fall into the void so soon, even if I don't understand what is happening, I want hands on my back, I want kisses on my forehead, I need to get away.

But I have this gift, to break the beauty, to infest the precious, and curse it with the touch of my presence. And any living being that accompanies me is going to disintegrate, deform like the waves that hit the sand.

Are my tears real or is it because of the chemical that penetrates my eyelashes? Am I cruel if I cling to a being that screams and kicks to get away from me? Am I sick if I enjoy the wounds, do I enjoy the anger in which I want to let it out? In which I want to forget everything I felt?

Still every remembrance i feel it with resentment, nausea climbs through my esophagus for every image in my memory. Anger grows in me like the way the sun rises at dawn, in the dreams of eyes that grip my mind, I have no salvation, I have no escape.

I can't kill, I can't love, I can only fake the feeling of hands on my neck, and the whispers of mirages in quilted sheets. Between the space of my fingers and the presence, I can almost feel the warmth of a human body, it can almost be a union with intertwined legs.

But I can't let loose the fantasy about the fog of an impossible love, because guilt eats away at my bones in every reflection. And I wonder if my dreams pull life down, I wonder if it is a pessimistic vision, or if I must suffocate my brain because of that childish idealization. Maybe I will never know, and everything will remain forgotten. The perfection of a ghost is that no one hears the echo of its footsteps, no one hears the strength in its heartbeat. In my death I will mark my memories in stone, those that will be so delicious for erosion.

I will change every word

Between the blood of my bitten lips

I will read my movements

Between the throbbing muscle that unifies my joints with pain

Between the space from the heart to the ribs, from the skin to the lungs.

I'm going to huddle of the person that I am.

Although I no longer recognize its color.

[marimbles]

a handsome boy with too much time on his hands

[om0000]

doubleeye nation come get ur food

[lowstakesvampires]

in which a language barrier has the new kid accidentally naming his new friends

[urwendii]

The thing with Fionwë / Urwendi is that, since Fionwë is Manwë's son but Urwendi is a Maia of her own, it means that birdy boy has a crush on an older woman and I find this very sexy.

Little Fionwë chirping happily at that hot (pun intended) fire lady and she pats his head, telling him he's an adorable princeling.

[halffootguildofficial]

HHHHIIIIIIIII JEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHXHDUDHEHSH IM TOTALLY FREAKING THE FUCK OUT RN YOU SPOKE IRISH SHSHCEUSHDWAIAJ YIPPIE YAY🥹🥹🥹 (lol my dead ass is exited since I’m Irish and fluent lol🥹👌👌👌)

"Hah? Irish? I'm speaking the language I was raised on- An teanga a labhraíonn muintir na páirceanna flúirseach. I can't say the actual term out loud. It sounds a little too similar to a slur in the common tongue, I'm afraid."

"My wife and I didn't speak much Common before we moved to Kahka Brud. Common is only common because it's the language most people are taught- It's got a lot of roots in Elvish and Dwarvish, with bits of some Tallmen dialects sprinkled in. In terms of accessability, the fact that some races struggle to actually speak it is more than a bit of a pain. It's why it helps to know a variety of languages."

"That reminds me, I need to ask for some Elvish lessons from someone who actually speaks it. Maybe I could ask Marcille or Mithrun to teach me. It would be great if I could finally translate the Half-foot guild manual into Elvish..."

"Maybe I could learn some Kobold too... Even if I can't speak it very well, being able to understand it would be incredibly useful... And I could translate the manual into that, too."

[pitohuimaki]

ACTUALLY. good question (i think lmao) - since the web novel was never officially published and then subsequently deleted (and seemingly erased from the internet entirely lmfao) is it actually a copyright issue to reshare fan translations of it? not claiming it as your own original work obviously but like. people who know law help me here

[obisamya]

rena & naoya: [passing a singular braincell back and forth] PENDING TRAIN, EP 3

[randomwriteronline]

@ingo-ingoing-ingone you splendid motherfucker. Get your previously italian-only (head)canon Drayden lore here

[akechi-if-he-slayed]

one time i read an entire fic in chinese by copying and pasting every couple of paragraphs into google translate. i was down bad for that rarepair man.

[masonlaend]

Chesed and Netzach speak spanish because I said so

[pharawee]

I'm desperately trying to watch/make gifs of Be My Favorite and translating/editing the script notes for the Chains of Heart special ep that Harikarn posted just now for 7 July at the same time.

It's not going so well 🤡

[fansonia]

the patron saint of the college discord server

[martyrbat]

[ID: two screenshots from a TikTok video. In them, we see a Palestinian's hands as they show a MRE (Meals Ready-to-Eat) package that was air dropped. On it, we can see the instructions include pouring water to activate the flameless ration heater. The second photo shows one of the items is peach applesauce. White text over the photos read: “This is the shit America sent to Palestine. Expired army food. You can hear a man saying "this is not halal". Shame on the USA”. Above that is text in Arabic which reads: “What is in US aid??” END ID]

A reminder that the sodium level is dangerously high—being from 1.6g/meal to 2.3g/meal and you have to eat two to three to consume the proper amount of calories since each contains around 1.2k cals. The recommendation for sodium is less than 2k milligrams (1g) a day. These are used as a quick military meal/training one and because of the high intensity activities and the physical health that a soldier is require to have, the levels aren't as dangerous since they're expelling the excess sodium. And MRE aren't meant to be the only meal, even for the military the DoD policy requires MREs to be replaced or paired with fresh foods when able to because these lack essentials nutrients like fatty-acids and fiber

Sources & additional links (many of these are pages to PDFs, you can use Firefox to open them without downloading):

Original TikTok video

DLA website — Homepage for MRE's, page with several photos of the food after time passed (and with different storage conditions) and where it shows the 'menus'. The one in the video is Menu 12 and the last time it included hot sauce (as shown in linked video) was 2020 (MRE XL) and the first time was in 2016 (MRE XXXVI). As found on the homepage link, the shelf life is 3 years unless it was stored in the cold.

During Hurricane Katrina, a 77 year old man had heart failure after primarily relying on MREs for his every meal because they're not meant for usual civilian aid. He was able to make a recovery after having hospital aid, something Palestinians aren't given due to the blockade to medical supplies — Military Medicine (Oxford Academic)

MREs not being sustainable or healthy, especially for long-term use: Total Prepare, Military Medicine, ScienceDirect

MREs usually require water to work and can lead to faster dehydration and blood pressure due to the sodium levels. However, Gaza has been under a water crisis for years in both quantity and quality because of Israel's blockade, which has only grown more dire since Israel's increased attacks — +972mag (January 16, 2024), NPR (December 29, 2023), UNICEF (June 2022)

Israel denying essential supplies, including food, water filtration systems and purification tablets, medical equipment, anesthesia, etc. and murdering Palestinians when aid does get through— CNN (March 2, 2024), UN Human Rights (March 5, 2024), Al Jazeera on the Flour Massacre (March 5, 2024), Twitter thread of IOF shooting and killing starving Palestinians even before the Flour Massacre (warning for graphic imagery), Eyes on Palestine via Instagram (March 1, 2024)

Defense.gov saying it dropped 'over 36,800 meals' in it's second airdrop. The first was 38,000. Using both numbers (if each MRE was able to be received), a person will need 3 meals required to meet their calorie requirement for one day. If meeting the requirements, it'll feed only 24,933 people for one day out of the over 2.3 million people who are being starved. If you divide it for one meal per person, it'll only feed 74,800 people.

Biden still funding Israel despite the massive aid blockade that's killing thousands — CBS News (March 5, 2024)

Airdrops are incredibly inefficient in delivering aid. They supply less while being more expensive, they're unreliable to be received (especially considering the state of Gaza after being bombed consistently for almost 5 months, landing in the ocean, wind that has blown some in Israeli territory, IOF soldiers still murdering Palestinians if out in the open, health crisis from malnutrition, stampede risks, etc) The fact that they're saying it's being used as 'a last resort' when Isreal is refusing thousands of aid trucks from entering and are using them as bait to murder Palestinians when they do allow entry is beyond insulting. — The Electronic Intifada, NPR, BBC

The effects of starvation: your body eventually starts eating your muscles for protein after the fat reserves are exhausted (which makes receiving the airdrops even more dangerous). Your heart walls grow weaker and the chambers grow larger which makes pumping blood harder, making you more at risk of heart failure. You're fatigued, your immune system is dangerously weak and your organs physically grow smaller as your body eats itself and your organs fail. — NPR, Disease-related Malnutrition: An Evidence-based Approach to Treatment, PCRM, Starvation Response

So the "food" that the US dropped to Gaza is MREs. Expired. Saw a stitch of this video from a woman saying this is the same thing they did with Hurricane Katrina survivors.

MREs are shelf stable for 7 years. Total. These ones were over 15 years old.

And ofc there were people in the comments being like "ummm well our military eats them just fine, they were expired when I was in the army too" THATS NOT OKAY THO?? NO ONE SHOULD BE FORCED TO EAT EXPIRED FOOD!

Fuck the US, fuck the Israeli government, and fuck you if you think that this is any kind of help to the people of Gaza. They're starving to death and the US is sending expired applesauce while also giving bombs to their murderers.

[biantianyang]

A 20 minute interview with beety can be watched on weibo here!