so i'm just gonna post on this one

slavic languages gothic

You see a sentence written in cyrillic. Some of the letters are familiar. You see the meaning shimmering underneath the surface. You almost grasp it, but it slips away. The letters on the page mock you silently.

You know this Czech word. You’ve already learnt it in Polish. It is not the same word. It is a grave insult. Your slavic friends are shocked and embarassed for you when they hear you speak it.

There is a sentence in Croatian. There is a sentence in Serbian. There is a sentence in Bosnian. They are all the same sentence.

You have to write about your day in Slovak. You spend the night polishing the draft. You fail your assigment. It’s written in Czech. You don’t know Czech.

P is not what it seems. You have to remember that.

The Croatian sentence does not mean what the Bosnian sentence means. They both mean the same in Serbian.

That word has a diminutive. The diminutive has its own diminutive. The diminutive of the diminutive also has a diminutive. Nobody knows what the final diminutive of a word is. Some say the knowledge had been lost in centuries past and matrioshkas are the echo, the tangible warning left for us to remember. No living creature should hold the means of diminishing something into nonexistence.
Others say you may still find some of them in old soviet textbooks, if you dare to look in abandoned schools of Chernobyl.

Someone is speaking to you. Is that a he or a she? You aren’t sure. It’s an abstract concept. Why does it have gender.

You see a word in a dictionary. It has seventeen letters and only one vowel. You close the dictionary very carefully not looking at the phonetic transcription. The shape of it haunts you in your sleep. You wake up face damp with tears, a bitter taste on your tongue. The clock blinks 3:03AM. You do not dare look up that word again.

This word means the same thing in the five slavic languages you’re familiar with. You use it in the sixth one. That word does not exist in this language. It never did. There is now a word-shaped void in the fabric of this language. The natives look at you uneasily. There is a new quality to the silence and your palms start to sweat.

H is not H. H is not H. H is not H. H is not H.

One day you flip through your dictionary. A page is missing. What was the word? You can’t remember. There is pressure building at the back of your head. The clock blinks 3:03AM.

You write my name is in cyrillic. There are shadows dancing on the walls. They grow longer with each letter you write down. It is not cyrillic you’re using. You keep writing my name is. The shadows now bleed from the tip of your pen. It’s irrelevant. You need to remember the right letters.

N is not N is not N is not N is not N is not N is not N is not N is not N is not N is not N is not… If only you could remember the letters. The letters are important. What was it, that wasn’t N?

There are nine different prefixes you can add to a verb to change its meaning. There are fifty three different suffixes you have to add to a verb to make it work. In the end the only thing left of the original is a vague shape of one of its middle consonants. You can feel the anguish radiating from the verb’s mutialted form. A desperate sob escapes through your clenched teeth. You’re so, so sorry, you didn’t meant to. You didn’t. It doesn’t matter.

You now read a text in Russian. You’ve never learnt Russian. Why are you reading that text? The words burn your eyes, the meaning searing your mind.

There’s a shot of vodka in front of you. You don’t drink alcohol. You don’t care. All existence is meaningless, your soul’s in eternal pain. A broken matrioshka lays at your feet. There is no salvation, she says boring into your eyes. You open your mouth to answer, but there is only a burst of harsh rustle. It dies in whispering echoes a moment later. Your glass is empty again.

But what if the princess was in the tower because she was the dragon?

Like the queen gives birth and oops it’s this adorable little scaley lizard with tiny wings that she can never quite seem to fold right

None of the King’s advisors or doctors can explain it, no one can remember anyone who might have cursed the royal family, plus sire she’s clearly yours still I mean look at those eyes

They just kind of accept it and keep her in a tower so no one tries to slay her

The queen or castle servants reading bedtime stories to the toddler princess, who’s made a nest of her favorite toys and some jewelery she stole off her mother, and when she laughs little puffs of smoke come out of her mouth

The king being so proud when she flies across the room for the first time

And once the princess comes of age, confused knights breaking into the tower to find a twenty foot long dragon sitting at the vanity getting her horns polished by her handmaidens

Edit:

oh wow, I was not expecting this to be popular at all @_@

Due to popular demand I am… going to attempt writing this. By all means, that doesn’t mean anyone else who said they wanted to or who might already be doing so has to stop, especially because I’m sure we’ll have different takes on it. Just, yes, I am going to write it, and yes it will probably take a while but you’ve all gotten me excited enough that I really want it to be a thing, one way or another.

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[MOODBOARD: Civil War!Stucky

“I don’t know if I’m worth all this to you.”
“What you did all those years, it wasn’t you. You didn’t have a choice.”
“I know… but I did it.”

TWO EPISODE FINALE LET’S GOOOOO IT’S POST-SPN SCOUTTHOUGHTS!!

  • opens with sam and dean dying that one time this is gonna be good
  • SAAAAM YOU ARE A LEADER
  • GRENADE LAUNCHERRRRRR
  • dean/rpg went canon and they’ve been teasing that just as long as destiel maybe tonight IS THE NIGHT
  • JODY HELL YEA
  • AMERICAN HUNTER PARTY 
  • SAAAAAAMMMMM!!!!!!! oh my GOD that SPEECH!!! yes. YES
  • my HEART
  • MARY. KILL KETCH. KILL HIM EEEEEND THIS
  • would everyone please stop destroying my bunker
  • SATISFACTION 
  • GOOODDDD ITS OVER THE BMOL CRAP IS FINALLY OVER
  • KICKIN IT IN THE AAAASSSSS

ok first ep down ONTO THE NEXT

  • my favorite part of the full season recap was dean getting slapped on the drum’s downbeat
  • “PLEASE, GOD…” me, laughing
  • lmfao the crowley scene
  • ROWENOOOOO
  • WHO ARE YOU MASKED MAN
  • crowley you are so dumb you never even wanted this job
  • big beautiful lumbering piles of flannel
  • [LOUD WINCHESTERS TYPING]
  • caaaassssss the baby was lying about paradise EVERYONE LIES ABOUT PARADISE
  • THROWS FISTS IN AIR!!!! BOBBY
  • a world they never saved :o
  • his gun is named rufus oh my gooodddd
  • cas needs to give more forehead kisses
  • HE SAID CHUCK!!! YEAA
  • BYE BOYS.
  • CAS NO
  • i
  • cas
  • CAS

alright.

ALRIGHT.

albino MANCHILD JACK. he chose cas for this dumb shit ain’t no way he won’t bring him back

jack.

you get down here.

and clean up your shitty mess

the purest things harry’s written about louis
  • sweet creature, sweet creature, wherever i go, you bring me home
  • the summertime and butterflies all belong to your creation, i love you, that’s all i do, i love you 
  • i think i might give up everything, just ask me to
  • i don’t care what people say when we’re together, you know i wanna be the one to hold you when you sleep
  • you’re all i want, so much it’s hurting 
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i thought that in spirit of this holiday i would make some valentine’s day cards 

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10-Heart Pop-Art Eligibles

So here it is, all in one place. Thank you all, it’s been fun!

If you’d like, check out the previous 10-Heart Pop-Art posts or some of my other personal work.

AAAAAAaaaaaaAAAAAAH!!!!!

So, my workplace has this rewards system, where if we go above and beyond in some fashion (or if we survive an exceptionally shitty day) our managers can reward us with points, which we can then redeem through the company reward website for all sorts of stuff. It’s kind of an arbitrary system, and not every manager hands out points. Luckily I’ve had managers who’ve remembered the system, and I’ve worked there for years now, so I’ve been collecting points.

Recently, I finally decided to redeem my points. I was checking out the rewards, and on a whim I decided to look for The Clone Wars (because it’s me), and they had it! The whole series! So I ordered it. And it came in the mail today. But like, not only is it the boxed set, it’s the collector’s edition boxed set:

It’s got special featurettes, “making of” videos, special extended director’s cuts of some of the episodes, and a book of concept art! Look at some of this great stuff!

If you ever wish your art were good enough to be part of a TV show’s concept, remember that Dave Filoni draws chibis––

––and Snow-Soka! (with a hat for each montral)––

––and maps of fancy environments in simplistic markers––

This whole thing is a gem and I can’t believe I got this with my work points. I am unspeakably happy.

I remember one time in 7th grade a teacher was asking us about what certain acronyms stood for and she asked about ‘OTP’ and the kids in fandoms yelled “One true paring!” while the normal kids said “On the phone” and everyone was just so confused

He thrust a hand out, palm open to Ritsu. “My name is Teruki Hanazawa. I’m the esper who’s better than you.”

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I had the urge to mix my PS and MS Paint works into one image. And this scene from ABoT didn’t want to leave my thoughts so here it is!

* Don’t use without my permission, and please do not re-upload/re-post this anywhere <3

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so i’ve been reading @decembercamiecherries’ fic, Words That Water Flowers, and I really really loved chapter 7!! There were a bunch of really great moments and nice visuals that made me really want to draw… (that underwater scene???? just??? it was so nice in my head omg)

And this one isn’t necessarily chapter 7 specific like the others, but i wanted to throw it in bc how can i post fanart for a hanahaki au and not include any flowers?

anonymous asked:

Heyaa~ could you do a RFA boys+Saeran reaction when they and MC are on a date or something, walking down the street when MC suddenly slows down, breathes heavy and finally collapses because of a circulation problem? Nothing to dangerous tho, just enough to feel the angst (≧∇≦)thank you so much my friend I love your work :')

LOL you all don’t let up with the angst requests, do you <3 this one might not be as long as the others because i’m currently feeling a bit under the weather

edit: i was wrong

Yoosung:

  • it happened while you were walking to the convenience store with him
  • he finished a LOLOL marathon and was craving cup ramen
  • it was only after a few minutes could he really tell that you were considerably slowing down, to the point where he was barely taking a step forward
  • he started to get a bit worried at how abnormally you were breathing, given that you both weren’t even walking that fast
  • “is something wrong? are you having a panic attack?? are you feeling sick???”
  • when you suddenly fall over, he barely scrambles to catch you before you hit the ground
  • now he’s about to have his own panic attack because he has no idea what’s happening with you
  • goodbye Rational Thought
  • he’s too busy yelling your name and trying to wake you up to even consider calling for help
  • it’s okay though because some nice civilians rush over and try to gauge the situation
  • they’re 0.5 seconds away from calling an ambulance when you suddenly wake up, disorientated and confused
  • what a scene to wake up to: yoosung yelling “thank god” with tears in his eyes as you’re cradled in his arms while some people you’ve never seen are rushing to 1) hand him tissues and calm him down 2) ask you how you’re feeling
  • you sit up, rubbing your head and assuring them that you were fine, it was probably a brief bit of lightheadedness 
  • he insists on taking you to the hospital for a checkup though he’s fully prepared to piggyback ride you
  • but lo and behold the kind strangers have called a taxi for you (and paid the fare) 
  • yoosung thanks them 249 times before helping you into the car
  • literally glued to your side and holding your hand the entire ordeal
  • turns out it really was nothing serious, and he finally lets out a big breath before hugging you
  • you remember there’s a convenience store down the street so time to begin Date 2.0
  • “so… how about that cup ramen?”
  • yoosung laughs and agrees, although he insists on piggybacking you this time
  • you go along with it because he looks so determined but lowkey worried he’d get tired halfway
  • turns out he’s a lot stronger than he looks, picking you up like it’s nothing
  • “it’s from my LOLOL training, i swear”
  • “wouldn’t that only physically strengthen your fingers?”
  • “no, i always have to carry my team on my back, so i can handle carrying my girlfriend ;)”
  • “…..”
  • “it’s true! really!!”

Zen

  • he insisted on walking you home after you visited him at his practice studio
  • especially since it was getting dark out, but also because he wanted to spend more time with you
  • he thought you did too, given at the slow pace you were both taking it at
  • it’s only when you mention having difficulty breathing does he realize what was actually happening
  • he reaches for your hand so he can guide you towards a nearby bench except your knees are already giving out
  • good thing he has actor reflexes cause he the second you start falling down he twists his body underneath you so he can cushion your descent
  • he’s barely registered what was happening, just moves on instinct
  • immediately gets into a sitting position and is about to full on flip out cause wtf is happening
  • you don’t black out this time, so the whole time you’re scrambling to assure him you’re fine while apologizing for ruining his clothing
  • he still won’t calm down, busy checking over every centimeter of your body to find the source of the problem
  • “zen, i said it’s fine”
  • babe, you just collapsed!!! actually, i need to take you to a doctor, something could be wrong!”
  • “it was just a circulation thing, it’s probably not serious…”
  • he’s not having it and literally picks you up bridal style before hailing down a cab
  • you insist on walking into the hospital, but he carries you in bridal-style anyways
  • diligently massages your legs in the waiting room while waiting for a doctor to arrive
  • thankfully, it was nothing serious (just like you said)
  • although now zen always insists on walking you when he has the chance
  • “the only time i ever want you to fall down is when your knees go weak at the sight of my devastating good looks”

Jaehee

  • jaehee needed a break and so did you
  • she’s been muttering about a new cat project jumin proposed for the last 3 hours and it’s driving both of you insane
  • luckily, a new coffee shop opened down the street earlier that week
  • so you casually suggest taking a short walk to visit it
  • coffee? she’s sold
  • you two are both enjoying it, since these little moments together are pretty rare because of her intense workload
  • except halfway down the block, you ask to take a pause in the walk because your chest felt really tight
  • she frowns, not out of impatience, but of concern
  • about to ask a laundry list of questions about your symptoms before you suddenly sink to the ground
  • she grabbed your shoulders to ease your fall just in time
  • literally has her phone out and the ambulance contacted in mere seconds
  • you’re too busy trying to even out your breathing so you just listen to her recite the address and take instructions from the operator
  • she seems calm, although once she’s off the phone, you can tell her inner Panic is coming out
  • just stays kneeling by you and wrings her hands while you hurry to calm her down
  • “what can i do? are you hurting anywhere?”
  • “i’m really fine, jaehee. my legs just went weak for a second”
  • “that could entail more serious health concerns… we should get you examined immediately”
  • when the ambulance arrives, you move to get up and meet the responders except jaehee forces you to stay on the ground
  • that’s the gurney’s job
  • when you’re given the all-clear at the hospital, she actually asks the doctor to be doubly sure that things are fine, since she doesn’t want this to worsen or anything
  • but she’s finally convinced that it wasn’t a precursor to anything serious
  • you squeeze her hand reassuringly before giving her a peck on the cheek
  • “let’s go grab that coffee”

Jumin

  • going out in public for dates was difficult since he was so high-profile
  • but he insisted on having some once in a while
  • and although you agreed and would like them, you mentioned that the paparazzi might get out of hand
  • so he rented out an entire park for a day
  • “jumin, this is a bit….”
  • “hmm, you’re right. renting just a park was too small. we’ll run out of things to do quickly”
  • “that is definitely not what i meant, but i appreciate the sentiment”
  • nonetheless, the park is rented, so you two start off with a stroll
  • you’re on one of the walking trails when you suddenly lose your breath and sink to the ground
  • jumin doesn’t even skip a beat, calling for his guards and they’re over there in a flash
  • he insists on being the one to carry you back to the car, though
  • you were out of it for a few minutes, so you missed the rare opportunity to witness Frantic Jumin
  • when you wake up, your head’s in his lap and you can feel the car rumbling underneath you
  • he tells you not to move around and relax, since they’re heading to the hospital
  • you’re lowkey kind of touched to see the immense worry in his eyes
  • “sorry for ruining the date… after all that effort…”
  • “don’t apologize, my love. i can rent the park again anytime not what you meant, jumin so you just focus on letting me know immediately if anything feels uncomfortable or painful”
  • he has multiple doctors come in and take you through a variety of examinations to be extra confident that you’re going to be fine
  • now that everything’s resolved, he promises that next time he’ll rent out an amusement park for the two of you

Seven

  • you two decided to take a walk and visit the nearby pet store 
  • cause cats
  • you’re both energetically chatting like usual as you walk down the block
  • until you come to a halt, one hand grabbing onto his sweater sleeve
  • he thinks you spotted another fat squirrel again or something 
  • but you’re literally hyperventilating and he literally whirls around in a panic
  • right before you collapse he grabs you and prevents you from falling
  • although he gets to the ground so that can have a stable hold on you
  • for a terrible moment he thinks that someone who was after him (cause of his agent/hacking life) got the hit on you instead
  • some passing people run over to see what’s wrong but he doesn’t even register them
  • he’s too focused on trying to wake you up and figure out what’s wrong
  • only when he hears someone mention the police does he whip his head up, trying to get a look at the faces of the people crowding him
  • just to make sure he didn’t recognize any potential threats
  • you come to just as the ambulance arrives and he almost bursts into tears
  • he was so worried you’d never open them again
  • will not leave your side the entire ride, even though you tell him you’re fine now
  • when the doctors explain it a brief circulation problem, he presses for specific details to make sure nothing worse was happening
  • holds your hand the entire time almost like he’s scared you’ll disappear if he lets go
  • once you both leave the hospital, but he’s still shaken up
  • you ask if he still wants to visit the pet store, and he says “only if you feel well enough to go”
  • “i’m always well enough for cats, seven, and so are you”
  • on the walk there, he upgrades from holding your hand 24/7 to keeping an arm around your shoulder
  • “seven, they said i’m fine. so stop worrying”
  • “….yeah”
  • there’s a few seconds of silence before you go “woah, look at how fat that squirrel over there is”
  • he finally cracks a smile at that

Saeran

  • he was walking you home after picking you up from a meeting with a potential party guest
  • he still doesn’t particularly like crowds, so he sticks considerably close to you when walking down the busy sidewalk not that you’re complaining
  • he frowns when you mention feeling a bit dizzy, discreetly trying to step out a bit so he could create more space for you
  • he actually notices you’re about to faint before you do, so he catches you with ample time
  • of course, some good samaritans dash over to make sure everythings alright, except saeran won’t let them anywhere near you
  • literally glaring daggers at anyone who tries to get close
  • you come to and find yourself squished against saeran’s chest
  • “saeran…? crap, did i faint?”
  • “…..are you okay?”
  • “i’m fine, sorry, let me just get up and–”
  • “no. stay still. you might collapse again”
  • “but–”
  • “no”
  • you know better than to argue with him, so you comply
  • the samaritans (still keeping a fearful distance) call out that the ambulance arrived, and saeran carries you over to the vehicle
  • he thanks the strangers via a very stiff nod of acknowledgement he tried okay
  • cue loooong awkward ride to the hospital because even the responders are feeling awkward at the intense stares saeran’s giving them
  • although you’re enjoying the way he occasionally asks if you’re still feeling alright (since him acting so concerned for an extended period of time is very rare)
  • the doctors confirm this wasn’t anything major, and that it shouldn’t happen a second time
  • on the way out, you notice he keeps glancing at you
  • to the point where you ask him what’s wrong
  • for a long minute, he doesn’t say anything and you’re about to drop the subject when he goes “i’m glad you’re okay”
  • well there goes your heart

both hurley & sloane don’t hav any impulse control so if they were in tht one post tht’s like “my girlfriend’s on a cruise so while she’s gone i’m gonna cut the sleeves off of all my shirts” “why” “she’s pretty much 85% of my impulse control” the sleeves would already be gone. the other would probably join in & cut the sleeves off of all her shirts too. a sleeveless couple. they just wouldn’t have any more fucking sleeves.

Here’s a short cover of the beautiful song from Winter Light. I really wanted to cover this song but I was nervous about hitting the notes and had no idea how to play it, but I ended up learning all the guitar by ear so I’m really proud of that :). I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT! THANKS FOR LISTENING <3

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