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Of course Jamil is doing something WEIRD with his tongue while laughing like a maniac and staring uncomfortably at the viewer in his OB card’s initial artwork🧍♂️
Put it AWAY, Jamil. No one needs to see that 😭
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I wonder if there’s a joke about Sebek’s parents being dentists means his mom is literally a “Tooth Fairy.”
Imagine Yuu explaining the concept of tooth fairies and someone is like “oh like Sebek’s mom”. And Sebek is like, “My mom doesn’t break into people’s houses to steal teeth!”
"...anymore!"
(you steal a bunch of teeth to impress that cute human dentist you're thinking of running away from the military for ONE TIME...)
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we are, again, on the final day for ammar's injection and it is already starting out very badly
this time, we have less than even $10 saved up.
we need all of this money before 4 pm tuesday gazan time, and delays to that deadline, which have been happening quite a bit, have not been helping ammar's condition, which has already been worsening due to his desperate need to evacuate to egypt to have his heart operation
i don't know what i can tell you except that he desperately needs your help.
i beg of you to give him the kindness he desperately requires to survive
in the end, by the time we paid off ammar's immune globulin injection, ammar had needed 5 iv solutions in total
the first iv drip costed $76 in cash, the second costed $57 in cash, the third costed $136, then the fourth costed $57 and the fifth costed $57. after fees that is $213.90, $160.40, $382.80, $160.40 and $160.40 again respectively.
that is $1078 extra on top of the normal amount of money we need every week. unfortunately, failing to pay the simpler costs on time drastically balloons the amount of money needed
the hospital is threatening to no longer let samah take their medication in advance before paying if we do not get this money to them on time - this was meant to be at 12 pm gaza time, which is the current hour i am writing at as we speak.
i am hoping that, because we have raised enough money to pay for some of the solutions, that they will be willing to give samah clemency so long as we can pay the rest of the amount needed quickly.
so please, keep donating to help pay back this debt, both so ammar won't have to be kept in the hospital courtyard, and so he can get this medication to keep him alive while we raise money
if they don't allow him to do this, it's essentially going to be impossible to get him medicine to tide his condition over if we fail to raise the injections on time.
we still need $720 more in order to pay back this debt
virovac has linked further offers you can obtain from donating
the doctor that sees ammar offered to pay the pharmacy for us, so that we would still be able to order medicine before paying for it. this means we now have a delay of being able to wait until tomorrow to pay him back, but we do still need to pay him back
the doctor needs us to pay him back before 12 pm friday in gaza time - that is in 14 hours
after everything everyone has helped raise, we currently still need $441.10 to be able to finish paying off the cost for the iv fluids
please, keep donating as much as you can, even if that amount is $3 or $5
we are, again, on the final day for ammar's injection and it is already starting out very badly
this time, we have less than even $10 saved up.
we need all of this money before 4 pm tuesday gazan time, and delays to that deadline, which have been happening quite a bit, have not been helping ammar's condition, which has already been worsening due to his desperate need to evacuate to egypt to have his heart operation
i don't know what i can tell you except that he desperately needs your help.
i beg of you to give him the kindness he desperately requires to survive
in the end, by the time we paid off ammar's immune globulin injection, ammar had needed 5 iv solutions in total
the first iv drip costed $76 in cash, the second costed $57 in cash, the third costed $136, then the fourth costed $57 and the fifth costed $57. after fees that is $213.90, $160.40, $382.80, $160.40 and $160.40 again respectively.
that is $1078 extra on top of the normal amount of money we need every week. unfortunately, failing to pay the simpler costs on time drastically balloons the amount of money needed
the hospital is threatening to no longer let samah take their medication in advance before paying if we do not get this money to them on time - this was meant to be at 12 pm gaza time, which is the current hour i am writing at as we speak.
i am hoping that, because we have raised enough money to pay for some of the solutions, that they will be willing to give samah clemency so long as we can pay the rest of the amount needed quickly.
so please, keep donating to help pay back this debt, both so ammar won't have to be kept in the hospital courtyard, and so he can get this medication to keep him alive while we raise money
if they don't allow him to do this, it's essentially going to be impossible to get him medicine to tide his condition over if we fail to raise the injections on time.
we still need $720 more in order to pay back this debt
virovac has linked further offers you can obtain from donating
the doctor that sees ammar offered to pay the pharmacy for us, so that we would still be able to order medicine before paying for it. this means we now have a delay of being able to wait until tomorrow to pay him back, but we do still need to pay him back
the doctor needs us to pay him back before 12 pm friday in gaza time - that is in 14 hours
after everything everyone has helped raise, we currently still need $441.10 to be able to finish paying off the cost for the iv fluids
please, keep donating as much as you can, even if that amount is $3 or $5
You know how Floyd nicknamed Riddle “Goldfish”/“Goldfishy”? And how this nickname was selected for Riddle because he’s “tiny and red”???
WELL.
I would like to propose my crackpot theory to add onto that☝️🤓
***WARNING: Please be advised that there will be mentions of animal abuse and animal cruelty below the cut.***
Within the world of plants and animals, there are certain ones which are bred by humans for specific traits. Sometimes this is to humans' benefit, like breeding crops with a higher yield or animals with meat that is finely marbled with fat. However, there are also plants and animals which are bred purely for aesthetic purposes. The most infamous example of this would be the pug, which boasts a stout body and a flat face, traits which lead to their suffering. Pugs struggle to breathe with their flat faces and have chronic pain from their deformed spines. Do humans care? No, they keep producing and buying pugs because that's just "in fashion"--at the cost of these poor creatures' health and wellbeing.
Now allow me to introduce you to the horrific world of ✨ goldfish breeding ✨
This is something that's been around for over a thousand years, and it's very popular in east Asia, including Japan (Twst's country of origin). I believe this practice originated in China, as the color red is seen as a symbol of good fortune there; goldfish breeding started because people wanted to produce and keep extremely red variants. This later spun off to creating all kinds of other traits which are aesthetically prized by humans, but unfortunately bring immense suffering to the goldfish themselves.
Here are some of the monstrosities that have come out of goldfish breeding:
The bubble eye goldfish has fluid-filled eye sacs which can easily rupture or become infected. Furthermore, the sacs impair the fish's vision. Its lack of a dorsal fin makes it difficult to swim, and the fish has to expend much more energy just to stay upright.
The celestial eye goldfish has eyes the permanently face up. It is difficult for them to navigate because they literally cannot see in any other direction.
The telescope goldfish has eyes that bulge so far out of the sides of its head that it is at constant risk of injuring itself.
The lionhead goldfish has tons of fleshy tissue growing on its head. It can get to a point where the fleshy growth obscures the gills and nostrils, making it difficult for the fish to breathe.
The ranchu goldfish is so plump that its spine and swim bladder are compressed and bringing it great pain.
Okay, so why did I spend all that time giving you examples of goldfish that were bred to be pleasing to humans at the cost of goldfish health? What does this have to do with Floyd's nickname for Riddle? Because if you squint your eyes, this could be interpreted as a metaphor for how Riddle was raised.
In this metaphor:
Riddle = the goldfish
Mrs. Rosehearts = the goldfish breeder
academic success = aesthetics
loneliness and unhappiness = the goldfish's lack of health and wellbeing
NOW THINK ABOUT IT.
What does Mrs. Rosehearts, the "goldfish breeder", want of her son (the "goldfish"? Academic success ("aesthetics"). And she will do whatever it takes to get him there, even if it makes him lonely and unhappy. This narrative is even stronger when you remember that the trait initially selected for the goldfish was vibrancy of its red color. And what color is Riddle associated with. That's right, it's red.
Another detail that enhances this reading is what Georgina tells Riddle in 2-5 of Eternity Float: "The goldfish people keep in their homes are small, but when they're left to grow in the wild, I hear some can grow into giants."
Let's assume, in this case, that smallness is the trait that is being selected in breeding. We want the smallest fish possible. So we breed small goldfish, and then release them into the wild. At that point, Mother Nature takes over and more diversity is introduced into the goldfish gene pool. Over time, these goldfish, once bred to be small, enlarge to a normal size.
If we think of Riddle as a fish made small due to the lack of stimulation he gets while kept indoors and forced to study, his mom, our hypothetical goldfish breeder, is keeping her fish that size. But what happens when Riddle attends NRC, away from his mother's direct influence? He may not grow in height, but his worldview has expanded. He learns many things that, while considered normal to everyone else, are brand-new experiences and sensations to him. Prior to this, he couldn't tolerate people disobeying him or the rules, and had never touched a video game or social media before.
Looking back at the examples of bred goldfish I listed, you could extrapolate them to be parallels to Riddle. He's frailer than his peers, his eyes are sometimes described as "bulging" when he's mad, and he is narrowmindedly focused on a single goal (his eyes forever locked on them). His head may not be bulbous, but you could argue the growths equate to how much information he was forced to absorb as a child. We also don't know if Riddle has a fucked up spine, but I'd imagine that sitting at a desk and poring over dozens of books would eventually wear at it.
If you believe in the theory that Mrs. Rosehearts is perpetuating generational trauma and that she experienced a similar upbringing as what she is currently putting Riddle through, well... That just makes this all the worse, doesn't it? It's generations and generations of goldfish breeders putting goldfish through pain because, at the end of the day, what is most important to the breeders is that they made the prettiest (smartest, in this case) goldfish (child).
What is this extended metaphor getting at? Riddle is the goldfish, and if he continues to exist under his mother's care, then he'll suffocate and suffer. He has to break free and return to the "wild" (normal world, beyond his mother's control).
Of course, I'm not saying that Floyd necessarily knew all of this or that this was the Twst team'sboo intention from the very beginning. I just stumbled across a goldfish video on YouTube and spiraled into this insane analysis www
You know how Floyd nicknamed Riddle “Goldfish”/“Goldfishy”? And how this nickname was selected for Riddle because he’s “tiny and red”???
WELL.
I would like to propose my crackpot theory to add onto that☝️🤓
***WARNING: Please be advised that there will be mentions of animal abuse and animal cruelty below the cut.***
Within the world of plants and animals, there are certain ones which are bred by humans for specific traits. Sometimes this is to humans' benefit, like breeding crops with a higher yield or animals with meat that is finely marbled with fat. However, there are also plants and animals which are bred purely for aesthetic purposes. The most infamous example of this would be the pug, which boasts a stout body and a flat face, traits which lead to their suffering. Pugs struggle to breathe with their flat faces and have chronic pain from their deformed spines. Do humans care? No, they keep producing and buying pugs because that's just "in fashion"--at the cost of these poor creatures' health and wellbeing.
Now allow me to introduce you to the horrific world of ✨ goldfish breeding ✨
This is something that's been around for over a thousand years, and it's very popular in east Asia, including Japan (Twst's country of origin). I believe this practice originated in China, as the color red is seen as a symbol of good fortune there; goldfish breeding started because people wanted to produce and keep extremely red variants. This later spun off to creating all kinds of other traits which are aesthetically prized by humans, but unfortunately bring immense suffering to the goldfish themselves.
Here are some of the monstrosities that have come out of goldfish breeding:
The bubble eye goldfish has fluid-filled eye sacs which can easily rupture or become infected. Furthermore, the sacs impair the fish's vision. Its lack of a dorsal fin makes it difficult to swim, and the fish has to expend much more energy just to stay upright.
The celestial eye goldfish has eyes the permanently face up. It is difficult for them to navigate because they literally cannot see in any other direction.
The telescope goldfish has eyes that bulge so far out of the sides of its head that it is at constant risk of injuring itself.
The lionhead goldfish has tons of fleshy tissue growing on its head. It can get to a point where the fleshy growth obscures the gills and nostrils, making it difficult for the fish to breathe.
The ranchu goldfish is so plump that its spine and swim bladder are compressed and bringing it great pain.
Okay, so why did I spend all that time giving you examples of goldfish that were bred to be pleasing to humans at the cost of goldfish health? What does this have to do with Floyd's nickname for Riddle? Because if you squint your eyes, this could be interpreted as a metaphor for how Riddle was raised.
In this metaphor:
Riddle = the goldfish
Mrs. Rosehearts = the goldfish breeder
academic success = aesthetics
loneliness and unhappiness = the goldfish's lack of health and wellbeing
NOW THINK ABOUT IT.
What does Mrs. Rosehearts, the "goldfish breeder", want of her son (the "goldfish"? Academic success ("aesthetics"). And she will do whatever it takes to get him there, even if it makes him lonely and unhappy. This narrative is even stronger when you remember that the trait initially selected for the goldfish was vibrancy of its red color. And what color is Riddle associated with. That's right, it's red.
Another detail that enhances this reading is what Georgina tells Riddle in 2-5 of Eternity Float: "The goldfish people keep in their homes are small, but when they're left to grow in the wild, I hear some can grow into giants."
Let's assume, in this case, that smallness is the trait that is being selected in breeding. We want the smallest fish possible. So we breed small goldfish, and then release them into the wild. At that point, Mother Nature takes over and more diversity is introduced into the goldfish gene pool. Over time, these goldfish, once bred to be small, enlarge to a normal size.
If we think of Riddle as a fish made small due to the lack of stimulation he gets while kept indoors and forced to study, his mom, our hypothetical goldfish breeder, is keeping her fish that size. But what happens when Riddle attends NRC, away from his mother's direct influence? He may not grow in height, but his worldview has expanded. He learns many things that, while considered normal to everyone else, are brand-new experiences and sensations to him. Prior to this, he couldn't tolerate people disobeying him or the rules, and had never touched a video game or social media before.
Looking back at the examples of bred goldfish I listed, you could extrapolate them to be parallels to Riddle. He's frailer than his peers, his eyes are sometimes described as "bulging" when he's mad, and he is narrowmindedly focused on a single goal (his eyes forever locked on them). His head may not be bulbous, but you could argue the growths equate to how much information he was forced to absorb as a child. We also don't know if Riddle has a fucked up spine, but I'd imagine that sitting at a desk and poring over dozens of books would eventually wear at it.
If you believe in the theory that Mrs. Rosehearts is perpetuating generational trauma and that she experienced a similar upbringing as what she is currently putting Riddle through, well... That just makes this all the worse, doesn't it? It's generations and generations of goldfish breeders putting goldfish through pain because, at the end of the day, what is most important to the breeders is that they made the prettiest (smartest, in this case) goldfish (child).
What is this extended metaphor getting at? Riddle is the goldfish, and if he continues to exist under his mother's care, then he'll suffocate and suffer. He has to break free and return to the "wild" (normal world, beyond his mother's control).
Of course, I'm not saying that Floyd necessarily knew all of this or that this was the Twst team'sboo intention from the very beginning. I just stumbled across a goldfish video on YouTube and spiraled into this insane analysis www
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I wrote this one while hyped up on matcha :v I regret to admit that it has become my latest food obsession...
Let them eat cake.
A film, followed by a café and the promise of something sweet. This was how you had chosen to spend your day, hand clasped in Epel’s. In that haze of lazy afternoon heat and scattered flower petals, you had almost thought it a dream.
Truth be told, you could hardly focus on the film at all. Your eyes kept wandering to the boy beside you, like a magnet drawn to its opposite. Compelled by a strong, unseen force. Involuntary--or perhaps fated.
Epel, slumped in that massive chair, was like a life-sized porcelain doll wrapped in the finest lace and velvet. Skin glistening like a dewy peach, pink dusting his lips and the highest points of his face, coloring him with a healthy flush of spring. With his eyes drifted shut, his willowy lashes cast shadows over the crests of his cheeks. And when those eyes fluttered open--the end credits blaring--you were hit with a rush of sparkling blue, like sunlight cutting through sea glass.
You push around a glob of strawberry on your plate, still half dreaming.
“... I don’t get it.”
You’re roused from your half awake-half not state. The cause of it, your dining companion. Date, you think, trying to contain the rapid thumping of your heart. "What, the Magic History assignment?"
“The movie,” Epel clarifies, a cheek squished against the back of his hand (a slovenly move you know Vil would reprimand him for). He has the tines of his fork caught between this teeth (another move Vil would dock him points for). "The one we saw earlier. It was just a bunch of fancy words dressed up in artsy shots.”
"O-Oh."
Phew! Glad that we're at least in the same boat.
"The only thing I really remember was the part with the apple." Epel pokes at his strawberry tart. "I wonder what it tastes like. Big and round, with all those white speckles... It's like stars on a dark red sky. Maybe it's got a whole galaxy of flavors."
"Of course you'd focus on that." You smile encouragingly. "Your family doesn't grow a variety like that back home?"
He shakes his head, letting his lilac wisps bounce. "No, I'd recognize it right away if we did."
"So there's types of apples even you don't know about."
His mouth pinches in a twitch of annoyance. Then it relaxes into its default, a small but straight line with a soft cupid's bow.
"... Mm, I guess so." Epel takes a bite of his dessert, allowing the sweetness to sit on his tongue--savoring it. "I hadn't thought much about what the world beyond our village looked like until coming to NRC, about how much I don't know."
"Yeah, and you didn't know how to hold back from picking a fight with seniors either." You hold up a hand, fanning out fingers. "How many times did Vil have to kick your ass again? Was it still in the double digits, or did it veer into triple digit territory?"
The color drains from Epel's face. His Harveston twang coats his next words. "Urk...! D-Didja you hafta remind me 'bout that?!"
"Hey, someone's gotta humble you."
He tears his gaze away, instead casting his glare (pout) into the patisserie's window display. Cakes, cookies, and assorted pastries are displayed on tiered stands. Neat and sweet. Everything he had not yet mellowed into.
Epel takes a steady, deep breath.
"... I don't regret coming to Night Raven College. I can enjoy so many more delicious varieties here. Apples I've never heard of, experiences I never would've had at home. With everyone, with... you."
Custard falls from your fork. Heat creeps onto your face. "Epel...?!"
"W-Well!" he stammers, pink as a Pink Lady, "Harveston's apples are still top notch, so the rest of them have a long way to go before they can stand toe-to-toe with us."
"R-Right..." You give an airy laugh and press a palm over your chest.
Your blood loudly hums, pounding in your eardrums, as if amplified by a kiss of poison. You're an engine, and he has set it revving, prepared for another long haul on the road.
Happy birthday, Epel. You'll always be the one and only apple of my eye.
these are super old but i might as well show these... they became so mature and sophisticated but then i remember theyre still so young like ! you can still be whimsical !!!
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