#Language Training

[delta-academy]

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[xskyll]

After Rei is hospitalized, Endeavor realizes he needs someone to take care of Shouto. Also, the house needs cleaning. Fuyumi helps, but she can't drive or take Shouto to doctor's appointments or things like that. He especially wants someone who can drive to take care of him because he doesn't like the idea of people gawking at his scar on public transport and spreading gossip about what happened. So he decided to hire a nanny.

Meanwhile, Midoriya Hisashi has stopped sending money to his family. Inko wants a divorce, but he won't return to Japan, so it's a drawn-out legal process for the separation to happen, and the lawyer fees are costing money. Even once they're separated, she knows Hisashi won't pay child support. As long as he stays in America, it'll be next to impossible to hold him accountable. She needs money, so when she hears the Endeavor Agency is hiring, she applies, fully expecting not to get it. She does.

Option A: She can now afford her apartment, and she drives to work every day in time to take Shouto to school. However, Izuku has come home a few times now with burns. He lies and says there's a disgruntled salaryman on the train that singes people with his fire quirk when they don't give up their spot. Concerned, she starts driving him to school. This is easy because his school is on the way to Shouto's private school. The boys just have to ride together. For nine years, Shouto and Izuku share twenty-minutes a day together in the back of Inko's car, driving to and from school. They become hesitant friends, and by UA are both in love and both just as certain it's unrequited.

Option B: Endeavor wants a 24/7 nanny. If Inko agrees to move in, he'll allow her to bring her son with her. They'll even both get their own room, and he'll pay for their food, provided Inko does the shopping and cooking. And thus, Izuku finds himself living with Shouto when they're both six. They become hesitant friends, and by UA are both in love and both just as certain it's unrequited.

[okboomer17]

punch me in the face 😮‍💨

[eizneckam]

I'm so tired of the "English is a dumb bad language because it has no rules" take. It actually has quite a lot of rules, all of which make sense. You're just so lazy that you think the fact that not every function is uniform means that you shouldn't bother. It could be worse, you know. You could be dealing with agglutination. How does a three-line sentence that's only a single word sound to you? What about having to remember seven different words for "the"? We don't even have grammatical gender (which has nothing to do with human sex, like at all. Go check Irish's list of feminine and masculine words and prepare to be very confused). No declensions, barely any grammatical cases, no tones, no formal registers, and you're out here complaining that English is too hard because you keep forgetting that the past tense of "break" isn't "breaked". Sorry for that, but that's on you, not the language.

[000marie198]

Do you think Toothless ever grumbles and is sarcastic in his internal monologue and then goes: "Great. I must be exhausted I'm starting to sound like Hiccup."

Hiccup building a gadget in the forge two meters away: "Did you just make fun of me?"

Toothless grumbling about how it's a long time past midnight and they should be asleep, can't Hiccup tinker in the morning or something

Hiccup: "No one is forcing you to be here, Toothless."

Toothless howls at the other and glares. Hiccup glares back. They're having a glaring contest at two in the morning.

Moments later, Berk's heir is being dragged back to the hut by his sleeve by a dark creature that almost blends into the shadows save for annoyed vivid green eyes as the boy argues with the Unholy Offspring of Lightning and Death Itself in hushed grumbles.

..............

(Don't tag as a ship)

[barksbog]

i swear i´m gonna start biting dog trainers if they don´t stop comparing dogs with behavioural issues to autistic people

[pixie-dvsst]

Okay, this shit has gone way too far

you've probably seen these posts going around

Well I've decided to adress these claims

TW: mentions of harrasment, mentions of the Palestinian genocide, slurs and ableist language

Unfortunately, these are all lies

Angry doesn't even begin to describe how I'm feeling rn

Not only are these people spreading lies and misinformation, they are also setting me and these people up for harassment (some of the blogs mentioned are run by literal MINORS). Not to mention that sone of these blogs (including mine) have NEVER interacted with Nirmal before.

Also it's so funny that Nirmal claims that SHE'S the one being harassed when she's out ther calling people literal SLURS (last time I checked, she called Senja an "r-slured cunt who assumes things'').

On top of this, she spreads misinformation about asks from Palestinians, claiming they're "scams". First of all, how does she even know that they're scams? Second of all, why would Palestinians send these asks just to scam people. I highly doubt victims of the ongoing genocide would beg for money just for ✨funsies✨. Not to mention her overall shitty behaviour.

So there. I really do not appreciate lies being spread about me and my friends. I genuinely hope people see the truth.

(Also PLEASE do not harass any of the blogs mentioned. Just block and move on👍)

[fisheito]

portable friend (magic)

[brainrotcharacters]

bitch rewatch it let me help you focus: Logan's body language was (haha) in sync with Wade seconds after that first fight in the Void

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 96

Bruce squinted up at the older kid, frowning. Oh sure they didn’t look like a kid, and honestly had a ridiculous-looking suit of some sort, but he could tell. And seeing as he was in an unknown place- without Alfred- with several people after him- nothing new, he was the lone Wayne now after all- he figured it would be safer to stick together. 

Billy on the other hand, is inwardly sweating when baby de-aged batman comes sprinting around the corner and glares up at him for what feels like an eternity before ducking beneath his cape with a hissed “Hide me from those weirdos” Um. Okay, what is he supposed to do now in this situation???

[trainerofdragons]

The idea of PG- 13 HTTYD is so frustrating to me. If we’re going to go through that language door, we have to GO THROUGH that door.

I need Hiccup to say “fuck my life” at some point and Astrid to do a double take and declare “pretty sure that fucker has teeth” when introduced to Toothless. Frankly this is just the tip of the cussing potential iceberg.

[cornertheculprit]

it's interesting to me how none of kristoph's snideness is present when apollo genuinely doesn't understand something being said:

Kristoph: Are you alright? You're sweating bullets.

Apollo: Bullets...!? Where!?

Kristoph: It's a figure of speech, Justice.

[...]

Apollo: Um... Mr. Gavin? What's a full house?

Kristoph: ...Justice. You know the terms "one pair", "two pair", and "three of a kind", yes?

Apollo: Uh, yeah! No problem! Two cards with the same number makes a pair, and three makes a three of a kind!

Kristoph: Good. Now picture a hand with one pair, and one three of a kind. That's a full house.

aa4 wasn't at all written with apollo's future backstory in mind, obviously, but given that his backstory Has Been A Canon Thing For Years Now (so, looking at it from a top-down perspective) and these aren't even the only two times apollo gets confused over diction ("poker head" vs. "poker face"/"locket" vs. "rocket", for one thing) i do wonder if kristoph might've had some inkling that english might not have been apollo's first language (what with him being raised in khura'in for the first nine years of his life). obviously apollo had clay from junior high onwards to probably beat common references and basic slang into his brain in addition to having access to. y'know. movies and books and Everyday People To Talk To. but unfamiliar terminology/figures of speech in a second language can still bite you in the ass no matter how long you've been studying said language (and even living in a second country) because it's just the fact of the matter that they weren't something you were raised hearing. also apollo has a flip phone in the 2020s and lives under a rock. but anyway! kristoph's willingness to just explain common phrases to apollo is fun to me. apollo clearly managed to abolish whatever accent he might've had as a result of living in the states for so long but those sayings and figures of speech and whatnot will fucking Get You, man.

also, i love how apollo immediately incorporated the "sweating bullets" figure of speech into his lexicon after kristoph told him that's what it was. here's one example i pulled from 6-5, but i definitely remember him also using it sometime in dual destinies, too:

Apollo: (.........[Nahyuta]'s definitely sweating bullets over there over something.)

[sk-yay-sk]

I've gotta say I'm not a huge fan of putting Dragonese into the HTTYD movie franchise. The concept of a full-on dragon language they all share, that can just easily be translated into English, just really doesn't fit imo

I imagine they're a lot more like Orcas

There are universal ways to communicate with strangers of different species, like it's pretty easy to signal things like "i want to fight you" "i want you to leave" "it's dangerous here" "i'm in pain" etc. by just body language and vocalizations- but ways to communicate more complex ideas have to be developed and learned as unique dialects by different groups, especially flocks of dragons consisting of different species.

I imagine a terrible terror flock or a group of Speed Stingers have a lot of an easier time communicating with each other than a Thunderdrum and a whispering death do.

Dragons with their own dialects, cultures, and habits depending on location and group is really cool- I just don't think it should be a direct translation of how humans do these things, such as straight up language or mythologies or such.

[quatregats]

Also sorry I'm thinking about all the linguistic details that POB managed to cram into this book. Specifically the way the coffee house is called Joselito's (Spanish diminuitive for José 'Joseph') but Stephen, when speaking in Catalan, refers to the waiter as "Jep" (Catalan diminuitive for Josep 'Joseph'), and also that he uses "the Catalan of the island" which I'm not sure if POB uses that phrase intentionally but I'm guessing he does - Stephen is not from the Balearic Islands, and would certainly not speak Balearic Catalan as his native dialect, so while in English the line seems to convey that he's at home (he's speaking his native language - and this is true), the fact that even in his native language he's still chameleoning into another dialect feels very interesting, IDK

[manarfazaa]

So I've been obsessed lately with httyd and got into reading all the fanfics out there and there was something that bothered me; every single fic depicted the red death as a violent monster that gets killed in each fic! And I just wanted something wholesome for her. So, this is long but hear me out!!

Let's make it a world where Hiccup kinda time travelled to the past, like to the moment he caught Toothless in the first movie.

After befriending Toothless again and giving him his ability to fly back, he starts to consider alternatives to do things in a new way than the future, to protect Berk, to protect his father, to never be forced to give up on the dragons and have them go into hiding, and say goodbye to Toothless.

He starts by thinking of killing off the red death first, to free the dragons and end the war.

So he goes to the nest, without Astrid this time, and same as the scene in the movie, the red death is recieving the food the dragons brought and as she raises to eat the gronckle that had spat a tiny fish, Hiccup shoots the stalactites of the cave to save it, that makes the ceiling collapse on the queen dragon while she's open mouthed, while other dragons flee

Hiccup keeps flying around the Collapsed mountain waiting for the red death to come out so he can defeat it, but she never emerges.

So he and Toothless venture inside to look for her, and find her body after searching for a while. He thinks that it really got killed by the collapse and that this is a miracle. Only to have her wake up.

And then the scene goes like this:

The cavern reeked of smoke, charred bones, and something deep and ancient, like the breath of the earth itself. Hiccup stood frozen, a single speck of human insignificance in the massive, molten chamber. His knees wobbled as a gust of hot air blasted from the darkness ahead, rattling his thin frame like a leaf in a storm.

enormous eyes, glowing like molten gold, cracked open.

Hiccup gulped. “Oh... Thor’s left sock.”

The Red Death loomed over him, her body shifting as she rose. Cracked scales, the color of lava-streaked stone, gleamed in the firelight. She was big—no, impossibly big. A mountain with wings. Her cavernous mouth split open in a snarl, exposing fangs the size of houses.

Toothless growled, his body tensed like a drawn bowstring. He stepped in front of Hiccup, wings spread wide, a tiny but fierce shield against a dragon the size of an island.

But the Red Death didn’t strike.

Instead, she stared at him.

A deep, unsettling rumble vibrated through the ground. Hiccup felt it in his ribs, in his teeth, in his very bones.

She was sniffing him.

His heart hammered. This was it. He was about to be eaten—bitten in half like a stale biscuit. Any second now, she’d—

She recoiled. Like she just felt something she hadn't felt ever in her life.

The giant dragon jerked back slightly, her head tilting. A sound escaped her throat—not a roar, not a growl, but something almost... confused. She sniffed again, nostrils flaring. Her wings twitched.

Toothless let out a warning snarl. The Red Death’s gaze flickered to him, then back to Hiccup. She lowered her head closer—too close—and the heat of her breath made Hiccup’s hair stand on end.

“Uh…” Hiccup raised both hands, the universal sign of please don’t eat me, you wouldn't know what to do with all of ....this.

The Red Death… paused.

For the first time, Hiccup noticed the tiredness in her eyes. The way her massive frame shifted as though uncomfortable. The faint groan in her throat—not a growl, but something else.

Something old.

And in that moment, something strange happened.

A pulse, deep and wordless, hummed through Hiccup’s chest. Like standing too close to a dragon’s wings as it took off, but inside him. It wasn’t fear. It wasn’t pain. It was... acknowledgment.

Does The Red Death telepathy reache humans?

The Red Death let out a long, slow breath, her massive shoulders slumping slightly. The fire in her chest dimmed, embers instead of an inferno.

Hiccup’s mouth went dry. She wasn’t going to kill him.

He exhaled shakily. “Okay. Well, uh… that’s new.”

Toothless grumbled, giving Hiccup a sharp look, as if to say, What are you doing, you tiny reckless idiot? She’s literally a natural disaster with teeth.

Hiccup, against all logical thought, stepped forward.

The Red Death’s pupils constricted, focusing on him sharply.

“Easy,” Hiccup murmured, lifting a hand. “You’re not… bad, are you?”

The giant dragon huffed. A gust of wind nearly knocked him over, but he swore it wasn’t aggressive—it felt almost tired.

Hiccup frowned. His mind spun. “You’re hungry.”

Toothless snorted. Obviously.

“No, I mean really hungry,” Hiccup insisted, eyes narrowing. He looked around—the bones, the scraps, the lingering scent of burnt everything. Dragons had been feeding her for who knows how long. But why? Why did she keep eating, devouring even her own kind?

He turned back to the Red Death, whose massive gaze had not left him.

“You don’t even know what you’re supposed to eat, do you?”

A deep, irritated growl rumbled from her throat.

Hiccup hesitated, dots connected in his brain, The Red Death confusion, like she's feeling something new, the scene of moments ago replaying in his mind. The huge dragon rising mouth wide open while rocks rained down from the collapsing cave.

He reached down. He grabbed a rock from the cavern floor—just an ordinary hunk of cooled lava—and hesitated.

Then, slowly, he tossed it toward her.

The Red Death’s pupils widened.

For a long, tense moment, she did nothing. Then, with an almost reluctant movement, she snapped it up.

The crunch of stone echoed through the cavern.

Hiccup held his breath. Toothless held his breath. The entire world seemed to hold its breath.

And then…

The Red Death rumbled.

Not a growl. Not a roar. Something deeper.

A pleased sound.

Hiccup gawked. “Oh, you have got to be kidding me.”

Toothless screeched.

The Red Death ate rocks.

Hiccup turned slowly back to her, his expression somewhere between hysterical laughter and absolute disbelief. “You mean to tell me… that if we had just thrown some rocks at you, this entire war wouldn’t have happened?!”

The Red Death made a low, grumpy sound.

Hiccup ran a hand down his face. “Oh, this must be some kind of a universal joke.”

Toothless smacked him with his tail.

Then, before Hiccup could fully process what was happening, the Red Death lowered her head. Closer. Closer still. Until her forehead nearly touched him.

Hiccup went still.

Something unspoken passed between them.

The weight in his chest—that feeling—grew stronger.

And suddenly, it clicked.

She wasn’t looking at him like prey.

She wasn’t looking at him like a threat.

She was looking at him like…

An heir.

Hiccup barely had time to open his mouth before Toothless body-slammed him.

The Night Fury let out a furious series of grumbles, nudging Hiccup away from the massive dragon with a very clear absolutely not, you tiny idiot, do NOT adopt the giant murder monster. Or get adopted by it.

Hiccup really doesn't know where this is going but it's his life right now, he has to figure it out eventually.