Stemmed from my tweet about how “Kiyoshi + Hanamiya = Furihata makes sense because then Furi inherits Kiyoshi’s kindness and is often nervous wreck because the way Hanamiya treats him”. Lovely Bree joined the convo and LALALA NEED TO DRAW THIS!!!
She even asked me to do collab and I was like jsdjdfjkkjdkjdkjkjsdjkjkdsjsdfkjsdjlkjksdjk YASSS I WANT TO BBBUT graduation paper sobs. We’ll settle with comic strips I think(?), and there will be akafuri right, Bree???
Hi! :) Study language methods depend on your level, on your inclinations/ learning style (visual, auditory, tactic), on many factors, but I´m glad to share my experience, if it helps!
I have been studying German for 4 years now and I have tried many different methods according to my progresses and my ability to learn.
First, I attended German courses at University for three years: we did some reading, listening and speaking in class, working with a Lehrbuch/Kursbuch. In class we got also grammar explanations and exercises , and as homework we had some more grammar exercises and vocabulary exercises from the Arbeitsbuch.
We also got a text comprehension with questions and the task to write down a summary. We trained a lot the grammar part but unfortunately we hadn’t much occasion to train conversation skills.
During the exam we had to present from one up to three texts and we could choose among the texts, we had worked on during the year.
I would have german lesson thrice a week and I have attended, for a year and a half a B2 conversation course at Goethe Institut Neapel.
I also attended 2 summer courses in Berlin and a prep course to get the DaF certificate, a B2/C1 certificate for the admission to german universities.
At the beginning, regular practice is the key.
I regularly did my homework, I read and wrote small texts in german and I noted new words in a small Vocabulary notebook, that I always carry in the bag and I take it updated.
A soon as I can, I take the notebook out and I go through the words repeating them aloud and forming sentences.
At home I also used to write down some sentences with the new words I found in the Arbeitsbuch.
Some tips on learning vocabs in german:
Nouns: learn genre, plural and preposition + cases; f.ex. die Angst/ Ängste vor + Dat
Adjectives: learn prefixes and suffixes f.ex. lesbar, unlesbar; learn adjectives/participles with preposition+ cases, f.ex. abhängig von+DAT
Verbs: learn verbs paradigms (present/past/past participle forms) f.ex. gehen, ging, ist gegangen, learn verbs with prepositions + cases, f.ex sich von etwas ablenken.
Prefixes and particles are fundamental. learn to distinguish f.ex verbs according to the prefix (aufmachen- zumachen, aufnehmen-abnehmen) and in general learn the meaning/function of prefixes f.ex what have “entnehmen” and “entfernen” in common? the prefix “ent-“ has a negative meaning: entnehmen= to remove/ to extract/ tp take sth out of sth/ to deduce; entfernen= to remove, erase, eliminate)
Learn words in context! As soon as you reach an intermediate-advanced level, search for words in monolingual dictionaries and corpora and write definitions and explanations of the words in your vocab notebook instead of translations. Look for and note also synonyms or antonyms.
Some Ideas to practice the language and learn:
Read the news on the web. Deutsche Welle (DW) is an excellent resource for learners from B1. At the beginning, read local daily papers, they are easier than big national newspapers like Süddeutsche Zeitung, Frankfurter Allgemeine Zeitung, Die Zeit, Die Welt, der Spiegel. I read die Berliner Zeitung at least once a week.
Hear german podcasts: I can good recommend the ones from DW exp. die langsame gesprochene Nachrichten, Alltagsdeutsch, Sprachbar, Wort der Woche, Fokus Europa.
Watch german series: I can recommend the Websoaps Jojo sucht das Glück on DW Youtube channel and among the Tv series “Deutschland 83"
Watch the Cartoons and films dubbed in German (they are easier to understand than german films.)
Read aloud. Repeat aloud. Change words and try to explain the meaning of a word/ a sentence on your own words. Talk to yourself, name aloud the things you see and you look at.
Stick some stick-notes on things with their name in German on it.
Write a journal in German, open a youtube channel and register yourself while speaking about a theme, or telling about yourself, ecc. You will also receive a lot of feedbacks from other users.
Do regular “Dictations”: by listening to the radio/to a podcast try to write down what you hear until you get it correct.
Write your agenda/ grocery list/ time plan in German, organize your life in german. Do your researches on Wiki/ Internet in German, switch the language on social networks
Find someone you can talk to in german, a tandem partner/rin, a pen friend, people to chat with through apps like italk, Tandem app, penpals.
Ask yourself questions, be curious about new words, uses, curiosities about Germans and their land.
One of my cats just came running in from the kitchen, crying like a baby. Turns out he got his head wet, and wanted me to know about it. He huffed and walked off when I tried to dry him, so… I guess he just wanted to warn me about the cat bowl that’s been there ever since I brought him home?
It’s a bit late in life to be learning the “Water dat u drinks, sometiems trys two drinks u,” lesson. But okay, kitty.
No, I see the door… I’ll let myself out of the fandom :T
Feeling art block-ish and uncreative with art I’ve been trying to work on, so I took a break to up my artist morale. I wanted to do some Don x Karai art before I feel like I can’t (‘cause I do like Leorai). Though I did figure out how these two could actually work in the current story arch ( >3>);; //send help :T
I can’t promise I won’t draw more Donarai, sorry OTL
Imagine trying to save your relationship with Jared
[[ Requested by Anon ]] Dear Anon, you asked
for a fanfiction which is inspired by a 30STM song, and I don’t really know if
it’s anything like you wanted, but hope you’ll like it!
Jared wants to break up.
You promised each other that
whatever happens, you’ll stay together.
Your relationship’s been awful the past few
months; arguments after arguments, now you barely speak to each other. At first
you blamed his work – he’s been busy all the time, he got home tired and
stressed and just wanted to be alone while you wanted to be with him. But
frankly you were no exception. You’ve been working a lot lately, and the fact
you both wanted different things, you both could never really rest poisoned
your relationship. Yesterday he said he was fed up with you and with all of
this and that he wanted it to end. He said he was going to move out of your
house. You bought it about a year ago, you wanted to get married this year.
“I want to save it.” You say. He’s right in
front of you and looks tired as always. He says nothing, but what scares you
the most is that you can see in his eyes that he just doesn’t care anymore. “I
want to save what’s between us.”
“There’s only anger and hatred between us now.”
“You know it’s not true.” You try to convince
him. “We’ve loved each other once, don’t you remember? You said you loved me
more than the moon and back.”
“That was… like in another life.” Jared’s look
is empty. He doesn’t feel that way anymore, and it hurts you more than you can
bear. You’re afraid this pain is going to break your ribs and tear your lungs
apart. Maybe if you’d scream now, maybe you should and now you want to scream
as loud as you can, maybe it would get rid of the pain. You don’t want to cry
but it’s hard to fight the tears.
“That was our life. The one we live now is not.
It’s not even life. Please, let us try. We can get it back, we can be us again. I clearly remember how it felt
when you said you loved me, and I want to feel it again.” Desperately, but you
don’t say that.
“We tried. It didn’t work.”
Last weekend Jared stayed at Shannon’s place.
At least that’s what he said but you didn’t believe him. You wanted to but a
quiet, hopeless voice in your head said he was lying. You couldn’t sleep all
night, and in the morning when he came home he found you sitting on the couch.
“How’s Shan?” you asked him.
He didn’t look at you, just tossed his jacket
onto a chair and sat down next to you.
“I uhm… I don’t know.” Of course he didn’t. “I
wasn’t at his place.”
You pressed your lips together so hard it hurt
to stop yourself from asking where he was. He glanced at you and answered
“I didn’t do it.” His voice was barely louder
than a whisper. He promised once he’d never do that to you. “I wanted to, but I
“Who was she?”
“I don’t know. Just some girl…”
“Just some girl” you repeated. The fact that
cheating on you crossed his mind didn’t really surprise you to be honest, you
were afraid it’s going to happen at some point. But that it was just some
random girl he didn’t even know was like stabbing a knife into your stomach. It
seemed like anyone was better than
“I swear to you, I didn’t cheat on you. I never
There’s nothing you could say. You stood up,
and walked away. You heard him sniffling silently, and you wanted to turn
around to see if he’s crying. You clenched your fist and without looking at him
you went upstairs.
You two didn’t really speak since then, except
when he announced it’s over.
“Honey, we should end it before any of us does
something stupid. I don’t want to hurt you” he says to you, and it’s killing
you that he still calls you honey. He
sighs and bites his lower lip. “What do you want me to do? Promise you it’s
going to be alright? Promise something stupid again and hurt you in the end?”
He’s angry. Maybe he’s angry at you, maybe he’s angry at himself, and it doesn’t
even matter. “I don’t want that!”
“I don’t need any promise, okay? The only thing
I need is you, for fuck’s sake!” You cannot stay calm either, your hands are
shaking. Why can’t he understand how you feel? How can he be so careless about
It’s been about a week, you haven’t even spoken
since. He left and that was it. To be honest, you felt like shit, and as the
autumn arrived early this year you caught cold right away. You’ve been coughing
badly for the last few days. Your doctor prescribed some medicine, but your
state hasn’t gotten any better yet. Now, home alone you cozy up in your bedroom
with a mug of warm tea and a great book, and you refuse to so anything else. You
don’t look to you side, you hate seeing how empty the bed is without Jared
sleeping next to you.
You suddenly push your book away as you reach
for a tissue; you sneeze about 3-4 times in a row. You start to wonder if you’ll
ever get better or you’ll just stay like this the whole season, when you hear
loud talking from outside. Someone is calling your name, a shaky voice which
you think you recognize. You wait for a few seconds, but when this person
shouts again, you stand up and walk to the window.
The sky outside is dark, the stars and the moon
are hiding behind huge clouds, the light of the street lamps paint everything
yellow. Even Jared, his face is bathing in this artificial light, his long hair
seems brighter now. He is standing outside your house and is looking up at your
room’s window. When you pull over the curtains, he notices you.
“You didn’t pick up the phone!” he says. You
don’t want to open the window, his voices is muffled. “I wanna talk to you.”
Surprised you don’t know what to do. First of
all you didn’t expect him to show up, and you don’t understand why didn’t he
come in, he still has his keys. Or at least he should have them.
“C’mon, babe! I’m not going anywhere till I can
tell you how fucking sorry I am!”
He lifts up his arms for a second and this is
the exact moment you realize he’s drunk. You bump your head into the cold glass
and sigh. You know you have no other choice but closing the curtains and go back
to your book. You don’t want to talk to him like this, it’d be no use.
You sit down and run your fingers into your
hair contemplating what to even think about the situation, when you hear Jared’s
“What the hell…?” you mumble to yourself as you
walk back to the window. You see him stepping closer to the house while he’s
singing as loud as he can. At least that’s what he’s trying to do but it’s more
like shouting. He bites off the end of some words or simply just mashed them up
so you can’t really understand the lyrics. You don’t need to, though, you know
it pretty well. It’s a 30STM song.
da kings and queeeens of promise, we wereeee da victims of ourselves” He stops
for a moment as he stumbles in his own legs while walking. You can’t help but
laugh silently. You’ve never seen him like this before. “Maybe da childreeen o’ a
lesser God, b’tween heaven and heeell.”
Opening the window you wrap your hands around yourself as the cold air
comes in. Now you hear him louder but it doesn’t make the production any
“Jared, stop it!” you say, but he keeps singing. “Jared, stop already!”
“These lessons dat we’ve learned here have only just begun!”
“You’ll wake up the whole neighborhood!”
“Fuck da neighborhood! I wanna talk to you!”
“If I go down, will you stop singing?”
“We are da kiiiings!”
You close the window and now you definitely laugh. This is just too surreal
and you’re sure Jared has no idea what he’s doing. And that he won’t remember
any of this tomorrow. You should be angry at him actually, but the fact that he’s
here makes you feel relieved.
You open the front door and he is standing right in front of you in total
silence. You let him in which he can’t manage at first; his steps are unsteady
and you wait for the moment when he falls down. In the end he reaches your
living room safely and turns towards you.
“You were right. I don’t hate you.”
“Wow, that’s what I call romantic” you say crossing your arms in front of
“No, I mean… You were right. I thought we can’t save it… this… y’a know, us. And maybe we can’t maybe we’ll fuckin’ fail but I wanna try it please let us
try it!” He steps closer to you, and you see despair in his eyes.
“Is it the alcohol speaking” you ask “or is it you?”
“Alright, I’m not gonna deny I had a few drinks, but only a few ‘kay? But
it’s me. I want y’a back.”
You feel pain rushing through your whole body which you greet as an old friend;
it’s the same feeling like when he shut the door after himself.
“Last week you said quite the opposite.” You take a step back, away from him. “Jay, I don’t know.
I want to believe you, but… Jesus, I can’t figure out what the hell you want!”
“You you you you you only you.” He grabs you by the waist to pull you
closer, you feel his body’s warmth through clothes. “I fucked up I know
I am so sorry.” He kisses you and you can taste alcohol on his lips. “I just
wanna be your fucking king again okay? Please let me be.”
He buries his head in your neck, hugging you tightly. You rest you hands on
his back and just stand there. You don’t even know how you feel. Happy, scared,
relieved, angry, sad? All at once?
When Jared lies down on the couch insisting you keep him company, you let
him to cuddle up to you. “I love you” he mumbles. You keep petting his hair
till he falls asleep, and in the silent room you start to believe, that
maybe everything’s going to be okay.
i feel betrayed rn bc i learned dat my favorite cousin is a scorpio today like… hes so small and soft and cute and nice … he does get upset easily so i guessed he was a water sign but more pisces/cancer…. hes a facken scorpio? only by 1 day tho he was almost a libra……..
Adding to that, on a more serious note, this explains why Jefferson was so pissed off by Hamilton dressing like "fake royalty". He was REALLY against the presidency turning into an aristocratic position, and made a point to relate to the common people. Hence, the out of style clothing, the informal way of greeting people, and lots of other historical examples.So yeah, he would have been pissed at the way Hamilton dressed, especially later in a song about Hamilton cheating the lower class.
See this is why we’re here folks
Does that work
It’s not a choice you people get to learn 👌🏼
(Special thanks to dat boy who asked dis
Or dat girl
Whatever you may identify as)