and it has no sense in other language

things humans do that aliens might not understand
  1. Laughter - Laughing is one of those things universally understood by all humans, regardless of their language or location. It’s a primal function. Other animals don’t tend to share this behavior, so it’s very unlikely that a being from another planet will.
  2. Crying - Excessive lacrimal secretions associated with distress have not been observed in any creature aside from humans. Like with laughter, this is a primal thing that humans are wired to understand and the odds are extremely unlikely that a species from a foreign planet will share this feature.
  3. Smell - Not every animal in the animal kingdom has a sense of smell. Dolphins, for example, can’t smell. Theoretically, another organism could be unable to smell in a similar way, and it could be an alien.
  4. Gender - Having an entire culture based around your genitals is pretty weird, when you think about it. It’s possible for aliens to have many different genders, or no genders at all. They may not even have the same number of sexes. Some animals have only one sex, and one member of the species is capable of reproducing with any other member of the species.
  5. Music - Humans like music because it falls within our acoustic and vocal range, and the tempo is similar to our heartbeat. Scientists have created “species-specific music” for animals, designed to be more fit for them. This has led me to believe that aliens could have a very different idea of what “music” is.

I wonder if anyone else on this website thinks about how aliens would interact with us, because this kind of stuff keeps me up at night.

ok so I know we're​ all really sold on the ‘neil and andrew learn russian’ headcanon, but I take that and raise you this: neil and andrew learn sign language

  • it totally makes sense ok
  • hear me out
  • they learn asl (or maybe pse just because its easier)
  • it works for times when they can’t speak
  • when neil has nightmares and can’t get his voice to work
  • or when they’d rather be quiet but still talk to each other
  • just signing yes and no without having to speak
  • but also
  • andreil would totally just use it to their advantage
  • signing to each other from long distances
  • or signing things like you okay? slyly so know one can see
  • andrew signing something like I’m gonna kill him when nicky starts rambling
  • neil just rolling his eyes and signing no without stopping the conversation with the rest of the foxes
  • neil making a risky shot during a game and turning to give andrew a smirk
  • andrew only replies with the sign for addict (i.e junky)
  • kevin really wanting to learn because he thinks it could be useful on the court
  • andrew teaches him the completely wrong signs for amusement
  • andrew would totally just sign rapidly at reporters when they ask him questions to confuse them and then walk away
  • trust me people get flustered if you start randomly signing at them
  • neil likes it because it improves his dexterity and hand-eye coordination
  • junky
  • andrew, in english: “shut up, josten”
  • neil, snarkily, in sign language: make me
Deaf West Rent

My family was having musical theatre dinner conversation the other day, as you do, and for some reason we started talking about Rent as a Deaf West show? Anyway, here is what we came up with:

Hearing peeps: Roger, Maureen, Joanne, Benny

Deaf peeps: Mark, Mimi, Angel, Tom Collins

Extra thoughts:

- Roger’s character arc is based on singing so it makes more sense for him to be hearing, but he knows sign language because Mark is his roommate so he can talk to Mimi

- Mark has a tripod so his hands are free for signing

- Maureen knows ASL because she dated Mark, and Joanne is learning it but is not great

- Adding more tension to Tango Maureen because she is uncomfortable signing in order to communicate with Mark

- Angel and Tom Collins, upon meeting, connect over being deaf as well as having AIDS

Anyway, that’s all. Just things that were bouncing around my head.

anonymous asked:

Rebecca probably is going to dump another Pearl arc on us to cover pearls backstory. That's the only way "we know the least about her makes any sense"

godddd that’s so unnecessary though why

if you reallyyyy wanna do backstories, then consider:

-how the crystal gems found amethyst (how has it been 4 entire seasons and we still haven’t seen how she joined……)

-actual info about the gem war?? yknow for making such a big deal out of the war they never actually impart any info on it to us other than a lapis backstory that was too vague for my liking (and wasnt really about the war anyways) and centipeedle, but even then there was a language barrier in the way when she was telling her story why do the gems have a gem language and never reference it or try to teach steven or translate it or anything

-fusion backstories!! the first time sugilite was formed, opal was formed, sardonyx, alexandrite, etc., maybe a pre-steven smokey quartz and a rose/garnet fusion? the temple fusion? jfc

the sad part is though, i feel like they are going to scrap that all in favor of “pearl cries for eleven whole minutes for the umpteenth time” at 7:30 est only on cartoon network ™

Before the Dawn (Part 2/?)

Summary: The Avengers are called to destroy a HYDRA weapon, but when they arrive at it’s location, they find you there. Bucky knows you’re highly dangerous, your powers even more so, but he can’t help but get closer to you.

Pairing: Bucky x enhanced!Reader (slower burn)

Word Count: ~3600 (I got carried away I know)

Warnings: Language, angst, mention of torture/injury (nothing detailed) and a bit of an anxiety attack (nothing major or detailed).

A/N: This took FOREVER to get out, and I’m so sorry. College has started up again so that’s got me busier than normal. I’ll do my best to do better in the future, though, but sorry again! Also, sorry if there’s typos, I just wanted to get this out lol. Hope you enjoy! :D

Originally posted by piscesandpercy

Part 1 / Part 2

Keep reading

We’ll come back, and we’ll bring Hell with us.

Request:  ok so I’m pretty weird but could you do an imagine where Bucky and reader are dating and hydra capture her Bucky and Steve and to torture Bucky they tie him up and make him watch Steve fuck you (he has a mind control serum or something) and then you enjoy it because your senses are heightened and then right after you and Steve orgasm they let Bucky go and you collapse crying and you just hold each other because you’re both like broken emotionally sorry its so detailed I basically wrote a pic lol

Warnings: RAPE (IF THIS BOTHERS YOU, PLEASE DO NOT PROCEED!) language.

A/N: I took out the enjoyed it part, because I believe it would hurt Bucky more to watch this, knowing theres nothing he can do to help you.

Originally posted by natpekis

Bucky and I have been together for about one year now, life is good. I love him more than anything, he loves me just as much. Steve usually forbids us from going on missions together, Bucky and I are very passionate about each other, and that transfers over to missions. Bucky would drop everything, mission included, put several other people in danger, JUST to save me. Steve learned that the hard way, so he forbade us from going on missions together.

However, this time we had to work together, as it’s just me, Buck, and Steve. It’s dangerous enough, we’re all needed this time.

To send the Winter Soldier and his girlfriend to a Hydra base, together, may not have been the smartest idea, I realize this now as I am captured and taken from my friend, and my boyfriend, they’ve sedated me so I can’t move, can’t talk, but I’m still awake. I can see everything. I can see Bucky drop everything, and sprint towards me. I can see the panic in his eyes. Then it disappears. A bomb goes off to my right, dropping the building in front of me, blocking Bucky from my view.

‘Fuck…this is it. This is how I’m gonna die.’ I can’t help but wonder if Steve and Bucky will be okay. I hope so…the drugs pull me under, and my vision fades to black.

-

When I come to, I’m tied to a bed by my hands and legs and my clothes are missing off my body. When I go on missions, I wear a g-string, as to avoid uncomfortable wedgies, and no bra. So, you can imagine my predicament.

“What the fuck..” tugging on the restraints, I find I am securely locked in place.

“(Y/N), (Y/N) are you okay??” I look to my right, seeing Bucky and Steve sitting on the ground, with their hands tied above their heads, still fully clothed.

I know my nakedness in front of Steve should embarrass me, but it doesn’t. My fear overpowers any feelings of humiliation or embarrassment I may feel.

“Fuck, (Y/N) say something, anything.”

“I-I’m okay, Bucky. W-Why am I naked?” He gulps, tugging on the restraints one more time, they’re so strong that even his metal arm can’t bust through it.

“I-I don’t know. They just told me that ‘this is gonna be a lot of fun.’”

Steve comes to at this moment, coughing.

“W-What, where are we? Buck?” I can’t help but wonder why, or how, they managed to get caught. Bucky probably risking everything, and Hydra probably expected him to do it, and was prepared for it.

When Steve realizes I’m basically naked, his face turns red and he turns his head. Still trying to reserve some dignity for me….whatever left I may have, at least. Before anyone of us can say anymore, an intercom comes on, a man’s voice speaking.

“Ah, welcome home Winter Soldier. We have a wonderful surprise for you today!” Bucky growls, pulling on the restraints again. Knowing this has something to do with me, and there’s not a damn thing he can do about it.

“You see, we know that you don’t work for us anymore, in fact, we’re not going to do anything to you. As soon as this is over, we’ll let you all go. You’ll just have to deal with all the emotional trauma with what comes with what you’re about to witness.” The door snaps open, almost like it took a button in a main office to open it.

Someone walks in, dressed in all black and combat gear. I feel even more exposed.

He walks over to Steve, and for some reason I’m even more scared.

He takes out a big ass needle, and shoves it into his neck.

“FUCK!”

“STEVE!” Bucky and I yell at the same time. Steve groans, and passes out. I don’t know if it’s from the pain, or the stuff in the syringe.

“Oh my God, Bucky, Bucky is he okay?!” Hot, fat tears drip down the side of my face.

Bucky is looking over at him, breathing heavy.

“Fuck, I don’t know (Y/N).” The voice comes back over the intercom.

“The fun will commence when Captain Rogers regains consciousness.” It cuts out again.

Now all we can do it wait, wait in fear and confusion.

“B-Bucky, do you know what that was?”
“No, (Y/N).” We wait in silence for another hour before he stirs. He brings his head up, and his face is hard and unforgiving. This isn’t Steve. The door opens again, another man coming in and walking over to Steve. My heart rate is off the chart, I can’t contain the terror anymore, tears continue pouring out of my face.

‘Is Steve gonna kill me? Are they gonna make my boyfriends best friend kill me?’ No, why would that be the case when I’m almost completely naked. Oh no…Oh no please don’t tell me they’re going to make him do what I think he’s going to do.

Steve walks over to me, standing at the foot of the bed.

“Now, the fun can begin.” The man, who was obviously the voice over the intercom speaks, before leaving.

“S-Steve?” I whimper, he’s staring at me with hard, predatory eyes. I don’t know who this is, but Steve is not in control right now.

Bucky tugs on the chains once more.

“STEVE! Steve, please. Please don’t do this.” Bucky seems to remember what’s going on. He seems desperate to get his attention.

‘What’s about to happen to me?’

“STOP! STOP THIS! I’LL COME BACK TO HYDRA! I’LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT! JUST PLEASE DON’T HURT HER!” Bucky is on the verge of tears, and I’ve never seen him so heartbroken. It makes me believe my chances for survival are slim. Bucky never loses his composure.

“We don’t want you anymore, Soldier. We just want to watch you suffer.” There’s that voice again.

Steve comes up to me, pulling out a pocket knife from his utility belt. I can almost feel my heart beating out of my chest, my eyes are hurting from focusing so hard. The only thing running through my mind is, he’s going to slice through my skin. He’s going to stab me, this is going to be a slow, torturous death. Was Bucky forced to do this?

However, the pain, that pain at least, doesn’t come. He slices through my G-string. The only piece of clothing protecting myself from being bared to the whole room.

“Oh God no, please Steve! Please don’t do this! I know you’re in there, Steve..you don’t want to do this…” Sobbing, I tug on the restraints one last time, obviously to no avail.
Bucky shouts, trying to get his attention elsewhere but me. It doesn’t work. Steve unzips the fly on his stealth suit, before pulling out his already stiff cock. I turn my head, I don’t want to see what’s about to happen. I look at Bucky, I’m about to be raped…by his best friend, while my boyfriend watches. This torture is meant for him…but I know Steve will hate himself for the rest of his life when he comes back. I just turn off all emotion. I’m not going to give these fuckers the satisfaction of watching me cry. They don’t deserve it.

“Don’t worry, Bucky….it’ll all be okay.” That’s all I can get out, before Steve shoves himself into me. My body wasn’t ready. My mind might have been, but it doesn’t mean it helped with any pain. I bite my lip, drawing blood. Squeezing my eyes shut, I don’t want Bucky to see me like this.

Steve isn’t as long as Bucky, but he’s just as thick. He beings a rough, fast, unforgiving pace. My body begins to adjust. I still don’t enjoy it, but at least it doesn’t hurt anymore.

After 15 minutes, Steve finishes. He pulls out, tucks himself back into his suit and goes to sit back next to Bucky. Bucky can’t even look at him. He’s staring at me, a few stray tears had fallen from his eyes, and down his cheeks.

Steve falls back into unconsciousness.

“I-I’m so sorry, (Y/N).” He chokes on his own saliva. His heartache hurts me more than anything Hydra could ever do to me.

“Don’t be sorry, Bucky. It’s not your fault.” I force a smile at him. Bucky hangs his head, his body shaking with sobs.

-

Another two hours pass, and I’m starting to think the torture is not over.

My fears are thankfully not realized, as the restraints holding Bucky and Steve snap loose, releasing them. I sob, thankful that this nightmare is almost over, hopefully.

Bucky runs to me, yanking my hands loose from the restraints.

I fall limp into his arms, crying. He hold me, letting me cry into his shoulder.

He helps me dress, back into my catsuit.

“I’m sorry, (Y/N). I’m so sorry…” I sniffle a little more, wiping my eyes.

“I don’t blame you, Bucky. I love you, forever. But your best friend could use some help too…” Bucky holds no ill will towards Steve, he goes over to him and helps him up, as he’s still unconscious.

The doors open again, and we are released. I know what you must be thinking, why would Hydra let three of the Avengers go like that, when we are so weak? It would be so easy to kill us.

Well, nothing would be more victorious to them, then to watch us do the walk of shame. They won.

This time.

-

After we get to the tower, we’re all taken to the med bay, Steve will be fine. A full blown rape kit is done on me, to determine if I’ll have any injuries. I have vaginal tearing, and am given an antibiotic to prevent infection.

Bucky holds me, he’s never left my side the whole time since we’ve been back, and I can’t see him letting my out of his sight for quite some time.

Steve eventually comes to.

“W-What? Where am I?” He sits up quick, but the medic comes and rests her hand on his shoulder.

“Lay back, Mr. Rogers. Your brain went through a lot of mental trauma, you need nothing more than to rest.” He turns to look at his surroundings, realizing he’s in the tower, he relaxes a bit. Once he makes eye contact with us, his memories must have came back.

“N-No…no, (Y/N) Please tell me I didn’t…” I shake my head.

“Don’t Steve, please don’t do this to yourself.”

“B-Buck..” His eyes well up with unshed tears. Bucky lets me go and stands up to walk towards Steve, bringing him into a brotherly embrace.

“It’s okay, punk. We’ll get through this.” Steve rests his head in his hands.

“H-How can you forgive me?” Bucky runs his hand through his hair.

“B-Because I was forced to do this to women they interrogated too…only..they didn’t get to survive. I don’t have any room to be upset.” I’m shocked to hear his confession.

He had to rape women when he was the Winter Soldier? I don’t know why I’m shocked, it shouldn’t come as a surprise.

Steve and I don’t say anything, we just let it go.

We’re down, but we will get back up. And we’ll bring hell with us.

TAGS: @marvel-fanfiction

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Urban Magic Youtubers AU - Amy - Researcher at Miskatonic University 

“I spent the past six years studying the language of a race of beings that live on the other side of time and space and now I’m here in New York where the people make even less sense.” 


Among the current researchers in at University is a former-student named Amy Nelson. A studious young lady who has been described by her peers as “squirrely.” Visiting scholars are often unimpressed by their first impressions of her; Wide eyed, caffeine-infused, and most likely wearing “street clothes” rather than the conservative suits expected of most university staff. But, after spending hours being captivated by her discussions, they find themselves pleasantly surprised and many ask if they may use her as a reference in their next thesis paper.  

She has an uncanny knack for knowing things before it would even seem possible for her to know them. Skeptics attribute this to a latent arcane ability, but Amy herself says she’s simply good at reading people and situations. Indeed, when students presented her with a blank 3000 piece puzzle, she had it completed in a little over two hours.

Her latest assignment is in New York, looking into the recent surge in supernatural activity with freelance investigator, Mark Fischbach, starting with the case of the recently revived “stone-warrior”…

(So Amy is the human heroine of the group, but her years of studying forbidden tomes has granted her greater insight into the world and people around her and her quick wit and knowledge of the supernatural gets her into and out of all kinds of trouble. I liked the idea of Amy loving Lovecraftian old ones because they are the closest things to aliens you can get without being a stereotypical alien.) 

Toska.” He leaned forward, too. “It’s a Russian word. It has no translation into any other language, but the closest I’ve heard is the ache. A longing. The sense that something is missing, and even if you’re not sure what it is, you ache for it. Down to your bones.
—  Maggie Hall, The Conspiracy of Us
Meihem in the Year of the Rooster? It’s more likely than you think.

As I was going through all the new content, I realized something: out of all of the new Year of the Rooster sprays/lines/etc., only two characters actually speak Mandarin in their voice lines. The first is Mei, which makes total sense, but the second is unexpected: it’s Junkrat.

Not only are they both the only characters with Mandarin lines, but, in fact, they both have the same line: “恭禧發財,” pronounced “Gong xi fa cai,” which translates into wishing the person being addressed a prosperous new year. Now other characters have had non-English lines before - Hanzo and Genji both have multiple Japanese lines, Mei speaks Mandarin, Zarya speaks Russian, Ana speaks Arabic, etc. - but unless I’m mistaken, this is the first time a character has a non-English line in a language that’s also not his or her own native tongue.

At first that seems like just a coincidence, except for the fact that Junkrat’s other holiday-specific lines are just generic greetings in English: “Happy Halloween,” and “Merry Christmas!” It would’ve been just as easy, and just as in established character, for him to say “Happy New Year!” or something like that, but he doesn’t. He uses a culturally-specific greeting in a different language from his own, and it’s such a different line from every other character (besides Mei, of course) that I have a hard time thinking it’s just a coincidence, especially since a few other characters like Lucio also have generic greeting lines from past holiday events, but don’t have Mandarin lines this time around.

Could Blizzard be hinting at Meihem canonicity? I doubt we’ll get a straight answer for a while. I’ve always viewed Mei and Junkrat’s interactions as potentially spilling into BST territory, so it isn’t much of a stretch for me to connect the dots between the two radically different characters having the exact same line.

Who knows. It’s also thirty minutes past midnight, so I could definitely be reading too much into things.

But maybe not.

…it is a mistake to believe that any language is literally literal. Philosophy, law, political theory work by metaphor just as poems do, and so are just as fictional. Since metaphors are essentially ‘groundless’, mere substitutions of one set of signs for another, language tends to betray its own fictive and arbitrary nature at just those points where it is offering to be most intensively persuasive. ‘Literature’ is that realm in which this ambiguity is most evident – in which the reader finds herself suspended between a ‘literal’ and figurative meaning, unable to choose between the two, and thus cast dizzyingly into a bottomless linguistic abyss by a text which has become ‘unreadable’. Literary works, however, are in a sense less deluded than other forms of discourse, because they implicitly acknowledge their own rhetorical status – the fact that what they say is different from what they do, that all their claims to knowledge work through figurative structures which render them ambiguous and indeterminate. They are, one might say, ironic in nature.
—  Terry Eagleton, Literary Theory (p. 126)

seeing the phrase “grammar is a european colonialist construct” is weird because like… every single language that has ever been spoken, read, written, or heard in the history of the planet has grammar.

prescriptivism, the idea that we need to adhere to unnecessary ‘rules’ of grammar (eg, no split infinitives) is absolutely a part of the colonial/european/white supremacist belief system (since it demonizes dialects/languages spoken by people deemed ‘inferior’), and is really dumb in the first place and should be disavowed.

“grammar” itself is just how a language works - how sentences are formed to make sense, how words interact with each other, etc. non-european languages most definitely have grammar 

INFJ Quirk #1

Meticulous Metaphors

One distinctive mannerism that INFJs have is using really precise language to convey ideas. They can take this to an extreme, going to lengths such as describing a cold glass of water as “it tastes like a young Bradley Cooper trekked to Antarctica, broke off a piece of a dwindling glacier, and personally melted it into a glass for me with his strong, clean hands.” In other words, the water was refreshing.

Why the unnecessarily precise language? Well, first Ni has a broad idea that wants to be expressed. And secondary Fe wants to express this in order to connect with other people, because that sort of thing matters to the INFJ. Fe also wants to convey the message in a way that makes sense to other people. Hilarity ensues with tertiary Ti tries to help. Ti tends to favor very precise {and not necessarily accurate} language, but because it isn’t well developed, just doesn’t know when to stop. 

As a result, INFJs are known for being writers, because they have a way of finding really unique comparisons and are adept at delivering just the idea they want – especially if they know their target audience very well. But in the event a writing career isn’t in the works for the INFJ, a promising future in creating shitty tweets is another possible avenue. 

“Oh shut up. I’m in love with you” (Clint x Reader)

Requested by: @efeysa:

“Ahhh so I saw your post about Clint and yes!! He’s great so thought I’d kick off the Clint fest 😏 how about an imagine or something of the like where the reader and him are always messing about and poking fun and training together, but after a bad day the reader opens up to him and he’s really caring and lovely and they end up confessing to each other? Super base I know but I’m trash for fluffy Clint, I feel like the archer never gets enough love xxx”

 Pairing: Clint Barton (Hawkeye) x Fem-Avenger!Reader

Word count: 999

Warnings: Language (again), shitty ending yas. fluff-ish

A/N: I’m trash for Avenger!reader not sorry about that, so yeah the reader has the senses like a cat YES LIKE A CAT BECAUSE WHY NOT?! Sort of black cat & catwoman you know? With all the skills and that. The end is kinda… rushed but I didn’t know how to end it to be honest!  Hope you guys like it, you can send your requests if you want to! Remember that feedback is always appreciated 💖 have a lovely day. – Lor.

Y/N: Your name.

|| I don’t own Clint or any of the Avengers, they belong to Marvel. ||

Clint laughed when he entered in the training room and saw Y/N jumping from wall to wall and falling gracefully with Peter Parker looking at her like she was the most amazing thing in the world. It was nine in the morning and he had his usual training day with the woman that drove him crazy.

“Though you were training with me” The archer let out and put his bottle of water on the floor.

Peter, who was now trying to follow Y/N steps, fell at the moment he heard the man’s voice and Y/N laughed at him.

“Mr. Barton”

“Don’t call him that.” She said with a smile.

“Right, you told me that! Clint. She was just showing me how to maintain my balance without my webs.”

“It’s okay kiddo, you don’t have to explain me.”

Peter scratched the back of his neck nervously and looked at them.

“Right, I hm I’ll be in the living room.”

Y/N smiled sweetly at him and patted his head. After Peter left the room she placed her eyes on the archer.

“Ready to get your ass kicked Legolas?” She was now behind him with her arms around his waist and purring the words in his ears. Her hands roaming his clothed abdomen, causing him to moan softly.

“Ready kitten.” He said and pinned her down, but she slipped easily under him.

It was always like that, they would flirt a bit, more like a lot and after that they would train hard. Almost really hard. Y/N was an expert in hand-to-hand combat and with everything else that required balance. So sometimes she offered to act as a moving target to Clint, usually against his desires.

“Wanna shoot some arrows at me Hawkeye?” She asked straddling him, keeping him from getting up. With her hands on his chest and leaning her face to his.

Clint arched an eyebrow and opened his mouth to say something but closed it faster, she had a strange look in her eyes.

“So?” She whisperer. After that he started to poke her sides, causing her to laugh and scream.

“OH FOR THOR’S HAMMER GUYS NOT AGAIN!” Tony entered the room covering his eyes with an open hand. “Everytime I came in here I have to see you guys all sweet on each other!”

“We’re not sweet on each other Stark” Y/N stood up quickly and gave Clint a hand to copy her act.

“What do you need Tony?” Clint had an amused expression on his face. He was sweet for her, and Tony knew it.

“Woah woah sorry there, I’ll have to borrow your cat for a while. The Cap needs her.”

“Shit! I forgot” Y/N ran out of the room leaving the two men alone.

Two days after that Y/N hadn’t spoken to Clint, or vice versa. She was busy with missions and so was he. So when Clint entered the living room at midnight and found her in the couch with a massive blanket and a bowl of popcorn he decided to join her.

“Want company?” She looked up with tired eyes.

“Whatever”

The blonde one sat beside her and grabbed a bunch of popcorn while she passed channel after channel.

“Are you going to put a movie or…?”

“Ugh Clint, yes I am. If you don’t want me to do zapping leave me alone. Okay?!”

He was surprised, really surprised. And after the words left her mouth she looked down and started to play with the blanket nervously.

“I-I’m sorry I’m tired and… it’s been a long day. I didn’t meant to yell at you.”

He nodded and took her hand in his, but as soon as he did that she looked at him. Once again, something weird in her eyes.

“Besides that, are you okay kitten?” He smiled at her, and her checks went pink. His smile got bigger.

“Well… yes, I mean no. I don’t know.”

“Tell me then. Maybe I can help”

Y/N put down the popcorn and sat closer to him, leaning her head on his shoulder. Unknowing what she was causing to him.

“It’s silly” Y/N said and touched his fingers, one by one. “It’s really silly Clint, you’ll laugh.”

“At you?” she nodded “Never.”

He was enjoying to have her like that, in his arms, with her hands in his and their fingers playing together. And without thinking twice, he started to brush her hair with his fingers, causing her to moan.

“I’m jealous” the words were as soft as a whisper.

She was jealous? Of what? Of who? He could feel his world crumbling down. And she took his silence as an encouragement to keep talking.

“Wanda’s pretty much in love with Vision, and Nat… well Nat is perfect. Everyone has the person that they love at their side and mine…” she trailed off. Shaking her hair.

“And yours?”

“Well mine is an asshole.”

“I’ll kick his ass” Clint said and hugged her tightly.

“Well that would be funny. Can you kick your own ass?”

Her eyes opened widely as she quickly stood up. She did it, she just fucking confessed her feelings, in a weird way.

“Oh shit. Shit, shit.” She said walking around the couch.

Clint was looking at her with a big smile on his lips, and with a heart full of sparks. She liked him, she loved him. He wasn’t going to let this opportunity pass by, so he grabbed her hand and pulled to him.

“Clint, I’m sorry. It-“

“I’m the person that you love?”

“Well… yeah, but It’s okay if you don’t fe-“

“Oh Y/N shut up. I’m in love with you, so in love with you that my heart hurts”

She smiled and blushed, and crashed her lips with his.

“Well finally!” Nat shouted at them and walked to her room with a glass of water on her hands. “Wrap it up kids!”

He smiled in her lips. After that they spent the night cuddling in the couch watching movies.

anonymous asked:

saii i have a question,, you see, english isnt my mother tongue and i have looked for it in google and read translations/meanings but i still dont understand the "full cowl" term that deku uses for his power... what does it mean?? btw the dictionary just makes me more confused! what does "cowl" has to do with power?? thank youuu

i’ll be honest, i have no idea

but when it comes to anime and weird attack/power names, i just assume the author was making stuff up, or looked up random english (or various other language) words and decided that ‘hey, this sounds kinda cool’ without bothering to check if it actually made any sense

since Horikoshi uses the word “cowl,” which is a piece of cloth that covers someone (generally the face/head), i assume Horikoshi just thought “cowl” meant the entire body instead of just the head, and “full cowl,” is meant to indicate Izuku using OFA on his entire body instead of just various body parts

of course, i’m just guessing here, but it’s the only answer i’ve thought of that makes any sense

Quick thoughts on a bit of ‘Latin’ in MMFR

Right, so, when Nux pulls out ahead of the armada, we get a shot of Max looking rather, well, perturbed, and yelling something indistinctly. The subtitles tell me that he’s yelling ‘confucamus!’

Now, I looked in all my Latin dictionaries and couldn’t find any leads, which sorta confirms what I was suspecting: this is pseudo-Latin. We’ve already seen that Miller has a predilection for playing with language in his other scripts, and being a doctor he probably has at least a basic knowledge of Latin, so it’d make sense that he’s having a bit of fun coining ‘new’ Latin words.

So, dissecting this word, we get:

con- - with, together

fuc - fuck

-amus - first person plural (’we’) conjugation for verbs

Essentially, this word would sorta come out to ‘we’re fucking together,’ but given the situation (Max being unwillingly dragged into battle by a pair of kamikrazee kids), he’s probably meaning it in the sense of ‘we’re getting fucked together’ or ‘we’re all together fucked.’ In any case, the addition of the prefix con- really emphasizes the fact that this fucking/being fucked is a cohesive group activity, the implication being that Max is going to fully share in Nux and Slit fucking themselves over, and that he’s not too happy about it.

I THINK ABOUT THIS EVERY DAY OF MY LIFE HONESTLY LIKE

-kurapika singing kurta songs to their kid

-the kid being so fluent in kurtan AND english that they will speak some words in one and some words in the other and leorio’s just like??????????

- the kid knows spanish fluently, but having developed kurapikas sense of humour deliberately speaks it wrong or only speaks in kurta around leorio just to piss him off

- the kid turns out to have kurapikas language learning powers and likes to learn obscure or dead languages for a game called “guess the language” of which kurapika is ALWAYS the winner

- leorio has to go see their child at the principals office bc they were “disrupting class by refusing to speak anything other than strange or dead languages”

- kurapika never lets the teasing go on too long and always goes over to hug the angry spanish yelling leorio and their kid always follows and leorio just melt s

hcpperhawkins  asked:

My url, if you don't mind!!

i’m doing it and no i don’t mind

My Opinion on;

Character in general: I didn’t take to Hopper in my first watch, but only because I was hella focused on the kids. When I did start to pay attention to him, I thought, man, he’s a good but complex dude. I am curious to see how he’s explored in the next season. He goes to extreme lengths to accomplish good according to others as well as the town and his own guilt with his daugther. At the same time he has this focus that narrows his goals down so he accomplishes more if that makes sense.
How they play them:
Well, damned good. I have noticed your research so you can write him realistically in your younger verses with his diction and language alone. That alone takes work. I love your stuff with @flcshinglights.
The Mun: We haven’t spoken much admittedly but you come across nicely. I am not against getting to know you more personally. You seem to get along with Kezzy and she’s one of my favorites and best friends so that alone
means you’re worthwhile. Objectively you have genuine talent as a writer. I tend to favor people who come across as nice while having writing styles that can mesh with mine. Naturally, I wanna write with you. I’m hopeful we will some day. I would like to for sure. Hopefully we WILL.

Do I:

RP with them: No, we haven’t, but sure I would like to!
Want to RP with them: ^^^

What is my;

Overall Opinion: There’s obvious talent in this portrayal, research and extra attention taken so it’s realistic and sound. Go follow and enjoy just for these reasons alone. I could go turn on Stranger Things right now and your portrayal would be faithful to that and no, nah, I don’t praise just to praise. I’m legitimate about it. I mean it. Every word. Voice, diction, physical mannerisms, etc. No, I don’t mind you submitting your url? Why would I? I have nothing but compliments to share. You and Kezzy click. That sells me alone and makes me eager to join in in the near future, hopefully. You’re talented, you work hard to channel your muse, and on top of that you roleplay regularly with a best friend of mine. I’m biased to enjoy and give you some appreciation!

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty

Dragon Age Trespasser: Dalish Wedding Vows

I have about 7 different requests for this in my inbox. It’s taken me a while to sit and think about this, but I finally have something I believe fits and makes sense.

Of course, a caveat before we start: Elvhen, as it is used in game, is a cipher - not a language. Project Elvhen, on the other hand, is a conlang that I have constructed around this cipher. I like to call it ‘conlang lite,’ or a ‘simulated conlang’ as I can’t really give it the full depth of a “real” conlang without throwing out a lot of work that Bioware has done, and that’s not something I’m willing to do. The purpose of this conlang is to provide more depth to the language, and therefore deepen the fan’s consumption and enjoyment of it.

Given that my project is a conlang, and I am approaching these translations from this point of view - my translation may not be in line with what the developers intended. However, given Patrick Weekes’ explanation on how they use the language, I believe I’m on the right track for what they meant (or tried to imply).

In Trespasser, a Dalish inquisitor who has pursued a romance with Cullen has the chance to choose to marry him. If they do so, they can choose to use Dalish vows instead of chantry vows. In that case, they say these vows to him during the ceremony:

Sylaise enaste var aravel. Lama, ara las mir lath. Bellanaris.

Literally translated, this means: Sylaise blessing our aravel. To time pass, my ambition towards love. Eternity.

It should be noted that aravel would be the word closest to ‘house’ or ‘home’ for most Dalish clans. Therefore, most Dalish phrases that use it can translate aravel to ‘home’ or ‘house.’

Therefore, the full translation, taking into account poetic meaning:

Sylaise’s blessing upon our home. From now on, my purpose is to love you. For eternity.