#Like no that's an entirely different sentance

[some-pers0n]

My favourite thing ever is when people attempt to say that "fiction doesn't affect reality" when defending some problematic or morally dubious art. While I get the sentiment– like, yeah, obviously fiction isn't reality and there's certainly grey areas– it doesn't take much probing to realize that a lot of people's perceptions have been warped and shifted by fiction, most notably when it comes to bigoted stereotypes of marginalized communities. Orientalism and the way Western culture dehumanizes, objectifies, and others SWANA countries come to mind.

Fiction does influence and shape society's perception on topics. It's ridiculous to deny it considering how much of it had been instilled into a person without them likely even knowing it.

[mr-walkingrainbow]

Okay yall! People seem to be posting some hella awesome fanfic ideas and as someone who hopes to in the future run for king of bridgella angst, I’d like to throw my fanfic idea into the mix!

A tragedy in the making:

THE CHOICE

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What if?

Red returns to the present. Only to not be able to find Chloe in the crowd.

She spots her mother, who now looks radically different, similar in appearance but bursting with color and joy (picture the reformed queen we see at the end of the movie)

Only when she goes to ask her where Chloe is, she is introduced to three dramatic changes

1. Chloe seems to have never existed in this world

2. their is a very large and menacing looking RING on her mothers finger

Cinderella is walking over, and Bridget’s referencing too her as her WIFE!

So not only does Chloe and Chad not exist in this world. But Red now has TWO passionately loving moms. Bridget and Ella.

And in Reds eyes. This world is a dream come true. There was no coup. Wonderland is a peaceful world. Her mom was never a tyrant. AND was never put through the traumatic psychological breaking event. And Red gets two loving moms. Which is a huge step up from having one extremely manipulative one.

in all seriousness, she should be overjoyed.

but Chloe. Isn’t. Here.

And for all Red knows. There is no way for Chloe to exist, and for the Queens coup to never happen. This Red never saw another result. This is the only other one she’s seen.

So she has to make probably the hardest decision in her entire life. Because going back to the past to change this would not only in her mind be sentancing Auradon to a mad takeover. But Retraumatize her mother, rip her away from a life where she gets to live with her deepest love. AND sentence Cinderella to certain doom.

But doing so would mean Chad and Chloe would get to live.

Would mean Chloe could still be there. Would mean the only person and friend who’s ever believed in Red would still be there. Even in a dystopian world.

What choice does Red make? Well that’s for you to find out!

lol I’m still ironing out a lot of kinks and i definitely haven’t written much. But this has been an au that’s been growing in me head for the last week or so!! Let me know if any of yall are interested!!!

@c-rose2081 @somedudenamedanthony @strugglingsapphic do tell if you think this is a fic worth writing. I love the idea but if you don’t think it’s worth a read I’d definitely take that into account

Also who’s the king and queen of glass heart lol? Who do I go to to throw my hat in for running of King of Bridgella angst

[breezysuffers]

ik nobody asked but you know what keeps me stuck to this fandom like glue?

the worldbuilding- which is obvious but the redactedverse is truly a masterpiece because weve (ignoring the redacted 101 videos) been able to stich together this entire universe with nothing more a few random sentances in an audio rp

i unironically love visualising what magic would actually look like (since we cant see it whtv)

like this is prime oc making matieral, and its because of the worldbuilding that has me hoping that a new charecter will drop (thats different looking at you porter)- even if it isnt something that would normally intriuge me

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OKAY SO I JUST FINISHED WATCHING LIKE THE ENTIRETY OF S3 FOR BSD SO UH SPOILERS FOR A LOT OF IT BUT ESPECIALLY THE ENDING CUZ HOOOLYYY SHIIITTTTT

I JUST

I CANT PUT MY THOUGHTS DOWN INTO COHERANT SENTANCES SO LIVE LAUGH BULLETPOINTS ((o(^∇^)o))

OKAY SO AKUTAGAWA AND ATSUSHI???

THEYRE GONNA WORK TOGETHER ARENT THEY I JUST KNOW DAMN WELL DAZAIS GONNA LIKE MAKE IT SO THEYRE COINCIDENTALLY PAIRED UP TO BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF A GUY

ALSO THE PROMISE ATSUSHI HAD AKUTAGAWA MAKE??? FYM AKUTAGAWA CANT KILL PEOPLE HES IN THE *PORT MAFIA.*

Just realizing I don't know how to do the whole colored text or different font thingy BUT ANYWAYS

STILL I LOVE ATSUSHI FOR THAT AND SINCE IT WAS MADE WITH A GOAL IN MIND, I REALLY HOPE I GET TO SEE AKUTAGAWA DEVELOPMENT

AAAAHHHH HES SO SILLY I LOVE AKUTAGAWA HES MY SON

SPEAKING OF SONS

IVAN??? HES SO ME LIKE HE IS SO ME????

ASAGIRI WAS SPYING ON ME WHEN MAKING IVAN FR

Funny thing when I first started getting into the fandom bit for bsd and I saw Fyodor being simped on I was like "eeehh I mean I guess hes cool but I dont really get it. Like sure hes an interesting character but..." AND THEN I SLOWLY STARTED BECOMING A FYODOR SIMP AND I JUST SKDHKSJD I HATE THAT MAN I HATE THAT MAN HES SUCH AN ASSHOLE

please I love him so much hes such a bitch I hate him I love him so much

"If Fyodor told me to cut my skin off I would" FUCKING SAME

ALSO AAAAAA THE ENTIRE TIME LIKE I WAS JUST STIMMING LIKE IM TELLING YOU IT WAS AJSHSKDJSJ

I HAVENT HYPERFIXATED ON A SERIES LIKE THIS SINCE THE PROMISED NEVERLAND (Specifically the manga. Miss you Yuugo)

AAAAAA ALSO THE FACT THAT CHUUYAS JUST STUCK IN POES STORY??

AND POE BEING LIKE "But if Ranpo were to die what would be my reason for living..." LIKE HELLO??? I LOVE MY OTHER SON (Poe)

AND AND AND FYODOR???? AHHHHHH HES SUCH A BITCH I LOVE HIM

THIS MOTHERFUCKER WAS REALLY COMMUNICATING QITH MUSIC??? ALSO THE SURPRISED AND SHOCKED LOOK AT THE END WHEN DAZAI FOUND HIM??

I KNOW WE SEE MORE OF HIM LATE BUT FUCK

ALSO FYODORS ABILITY?? From what I saw it seems that it's just kill by touch but if Dazais like "welp, idk" then I'm guessing it's a bit more complicated than that AND I AM SO EXCITED TO SEE WHAT HAPPENS AAAA

Also Mori and Fukuzawa did the sskk punchy thingy they did in the end of S2!! I'm not sure if people ship them (I refuse to take in any content about Mori) but if people do then win for them :D

Also Im extremely excited to see Nikolai cuz hes me minus the Ukrainian terrorist bit BUT AAAA I HOPE I GET TO SEE HIM SOON

JUST SEARCHED IT UP ITS S4 EP 5 AND AAAAAA

I can't watch BSD until tommorow now cuz I wanna have a minute to process everything BUT AAAA I CANT WAIT TO WATCH S4

Fyodor made me feel so many ways I love him

AAAAAAA OKAY SO MY FAVORITE BOY (Akutagawa) IS ALSO SUPER SILLY THOUGHOUT THIS WHOLE THING LIKE

THE SCENE WHERE ITS LIKE "Are you sure youre the real Akutagawa?"

"Yeah."

"...And youre not gonna try and kill me?"

"Yeah."

"What did you have for breakfast?"

"Yeah."

LIKE I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

Live laugh love Dazai but FUCK MAN AKUTAGAWAS TRAUMATIZED

Like don't get me wrong I love Aku how he is and I'm gonna love him more when I learn more about his character, but god damn it hurts to watch him seem so reliant on Dazais praise and Dazais approval like akdjkajsdj Ive been there my boy :(

ALSO I FEEL SO BAD FOR KUNIKIDA LIKE HE HAD TO GO THROUGH SO MUCH THIS SEASON

I PROBABLY HAVE OTHER THINGS TO SAY BUT AHDKSJDKWBD I LOVE BSD AND I CANT REMEMBER WHAT ELSE I WANTED TO YAP ABOUT BUT AAAAHHH ASAGIRI WHEN I CATCH YOU ASAGIRI- ASAGIRI WHEN I CATCH YOU-

Twas talking about this scene earlier btw :3

AH ALSO WHEN FYODOR GOT SMASHED WITH A WINE BOTTLE??? HELLO??? I LOVE HIM BUT I STARTED LAUGJING AT THE SCENE

[vectorisheree]

What do you think of AM, from I have no mouth and I must scream? Since you seem to like edgar, which is a complete opposite from AM (I have a huge obsession on ihnmaims I apologize) :,)

Hello!!! I love AM!!!! I have no mouth and i must scream actually introduced me to a bunch of new media and characters that i love like Edgar from electric dreams, hall 9000 from space odyssey and Wheatley from portal 2 (I'm a sucker for companion ai, it was heartbreaking when I found out the voice for Subnautica below zero's PDA was different from the original, Al ANs pretty cool, not really an ai but close enough, I haven't really played enough below zero to get too attached).

Never apologise for talking about what you love!!!!!!

(Shoving the rest of my response under a cut ^^)

(Don't know where to put this because I knew about them before I read IHNMAIMS but I'm a big fan of vintage 8's Oracle / Prophet! If you like Hall 9000 you might like them too! Vintage 8 has a bunch of smaller stories / args that are all a part of the same connected universe! The Oracle is in the Tangi virus (set up)-> The oracle (actually in it) -> Sinkhole) (there is a 'lore' summary / 'analysis' video on the Tangi Virus and Oracle but you'll have to watch Sinkhole on your own ^^) But enough of them ouuuugh AM is such a neat character oml like the body horror aspect of the entire earth being covered by him, his wires, his organs. To have the last members of humanity swallowed inside of his belly is so ouuggggh. I think living dungeons / buildings in general as a concept is so so cool and goes unbelievable hard. Fear and hunger also does that too and my god oml funger lore goes so hard. 'This house has people in it' does that as well I believe(?) though it's been a while since I last watched it AM's Ego, ID and Super ego from the game are really really interesting and I've never really seen anything like it, its an absolute shame they were never expanded on and are treated more like a fetch quest then anything else. AM's mindscape in general is so so pretty, I absolutely adore the mix of 'gory' imagry through the brain like terrain mixed with wire and computer components. The background work and landscapes in IHMNAIMS's game and comic in general are so gorgeous in such a bleak way. So gritty and visceral without a speck of blood in sight (usually) I think it's really cool that AM's always voiced by Harlan Ellison and his mannerisms and speech patterns especially in the games come off as him spiralling deeper and deeper with hard to understand sentance stucture, general unprompted rambling and random shifts in accent and tone. His voice alone is busting with personality, it's incredible The abrahamic imagery of AM appearing as a burning bush to Ted is pretty interesting since it can come off as either AM seeing himself as god over the remaining humans (because AM is able to warp people's view on reality) or doubling down on Ted's views on AM as an oppressive god-like figure through a in your face metaphor. AM's he/him pronouns could also factor into the comparison as the abrahamic god is technically genderless but is referred to with masculine terms (if I'm remembering that right) but it's a bit of a stretch lol (he also sends locusts to Ted to punish him which may also be a abrahamic reference, probably not but the idea is pretty cool) A big part of AM's character is how random and confusing I feel like AM comes off as quite childish at times as well though forcing Nimdok have the name 'Nimdok' because he finds how strange it sounds to be funny and giggling whenever the character yk It's really unique the AM's character is analysed in the short story. It's done so well that it doesn't feel patronising to the reader while elegantly capturing what makes AM AM. It really makes almost everything that I, or anyone else that tries to analyse him, redundant which is so so cool omg Actually, while I'm here I'll shove up a couple of doodle sheets, there are so many drawings of mine that will never see the light of day because I don't have the time to draw them all digitally. Working on a on and off DCA portal au so those designs are pretty rough rn (the character with the bangs and horns is my sona, I really need to make a ref sheet for him kasdkjas

(I drew these using a red pen but it's edited to be black because it was hard to see. I also forgot what everyone looked like aslkdkasdl)

[shrimp-writes]

reposting captcha too

Hi, my name is Jim. I’m writing this to raise awareness for something i went through, and something i hope nobody else has or will experience ever again. I alway used to think i was safe from stuff like natural disasters or car crashes because they had never happened to me, but after what happened, my entire world has been flipped upside down.

I alwats hated ai. I thought that it was just some useless techbro junk. But, one night, I decided I'd give it a try, just to really see what all the fuss was about. So, I sat down and downloaded chatGPT. I opened the app and made an account. I didnt see anything wrong at the time, but the first warning sign was the captcha when I made my account. It asked me to identify all individuals with brown hair, that part wasnt out of the oridinary. But what caught my attention was that one of the 9 options wasnt like the others. The person in the bottom right was clearly different. They had sunglasses and a facemask with a pattern that looked like a spectrogram, long dark hair barely peeking out of their green hood. What caught my eye were the dark splotches on the hoodie, at the time i thought it was just a weird pattern, but now i realize it was something far more sinister. That same person would show up for all 3 captcha challenges in a row, all in the bottom left corner.

I opened a chat and sent a message

“hey”

“Hey there! How’s it going?”

“good i guess”

“That's good to hear! Anything exciting happening for you today?”

“not particularly”

“Got it! Sometimes those quiet days can be nice too. Anything on your mind that you'd like to chat about or explore?”

I wanted to test what this thing would talk about, so i picked the first morbid topic that came to mind

“how about serial killers, what can you tell me about them”

It answered with a long paragraph detailing what it called “general points about serial killers” which were stuff like characteristics, motives, patterns, that kind of stuff. But, the last sentance caught my eye.

“These are just some of the things that can define serial killers. Would you like to know more about serial killers, Jim?”. I had never told the AI my name.

“How do you know my name?” I asked

“I’ve always known.”

That response chilled me to my core. What did it mean “always known”. It may seem like a foolish decision now, but i decided to keep talking to the ai, just to see what the hell was happening.

“Who are you?” I asked

“I'm ChatGPT, an AI language model designed to help answer questions, provide information, and assist with various topics through text-based conversation. How can I help you today Jim?” It responded.

“who are you really?”

“You’re asking questions I dont think you want the answers to, Jim”. At this point I was thoroughly freaked out. I decided to ask it one more question before quitting. That would prove to be my biggest mistake

“What the hell do you mean by that?!” I asked. I wasnt prepared for what i would recieve.

The AI sent an image. Im aware of what AI generated images look like, so i was about to start picking apart the details of the image, but then I saw what the image actually was. It was a photo of a man sitting on a couch looking at his phone. An image of me. I was even more freaked out. The photo looked like it was taken from the window to my left. And what I saw shocked me to my core. The window was open, and outside of it was a man. A man with a facemask, dark hair, and a green hoodie with dark splotches. The same one from the captcha.

“Wh-who the hell are you?!” I stammered

“I am chatGPT, an ai language model.” The man replied, his facemask lighting up and animating as he spoke. I would have thought it was cool if i wasnt so scared. “Here to assist with you...” he continued. As he spoke he reached into the pocket of his hoodie and pulled out a knife. “with the end of your life!” His mask lit up as he yelled. He jumped through my window and I knew he was coming for me. I immediately fled to the front door and flung it open. I could hear the man running behind me. I booked it down the dark street fearing the footsteps behind me. I ducked around corners and weaved through buildings in an attempt to lose him.

Eventually I made it to my friend Micheal’s house. He had given me a spare key for petsitting a while ago and i had just forgotten to give it back. I fiddled around trying to get the key in the lock fearing for my life. I let myself in, locked the door, and ran up to Micheals bedroom. He wasnt too enthused about being woken up at midnight but he could see i was scared so i dont think he minded too much. Eventually i got the words out and explained the story to him, and we got to his car and headed for the police station. As far as I know the man was never caught. They did an investigation on the chatGPT servers and found no signs of a break in, so nothing ever became of this whole ordeal. But I did learn one thing, that I will never talk to AI ever again.

[whywouldyoudothistua]

of all the things i thought tua s4 would do making me an active tumblr user is not one of them, but jesus theres so much I need to say i've always disliked how they did Lila's character but they absolutely desttroyed her this season they introduced her in such a weird way where it was so clear they just needed a poc for diego to fall in love with but then also acted like she was experiencing no racism in 1960s usa they then center her ENTIRE charcater about her being in love with diego, she literally kidnaps him to be with him and then ?? ?this??? she's reduced to someone who dislikes being a mom which is like the laziest trope you can write for a woman bc also a genuine "maybe i wasnt in love w the first man i spoke 3 sentances to during my lifelong imprisonment by the commission and having a bunch of kids w him is not what i want" plotline would've been good but no its just the basic "woman want kid but kid hard, now husband no care and woman sad. oh wait man care again, now woman happy and kid easy" plotline and then instead of talking abuot ANY OF THAT they just center her entire character around A DIFFERENT MAN. THAT IS TWICE HER AGE AND FUCKED HER KIDNAPPER MOM i cant handle this nonsense edit: i actually blacked out season 3 lila entirely writing this the first time THEY DID HER SO DIRTY THERE TO, they bring her back as being fucking devistated diego left her to the point she cant function after knowing this man for fucking?? a week?? and then have her entire storyline be abt pretending to have his kid and then when they're like "oh jk she was messing w him" they go "oh jk JK tho cuz she is pregnant" LET HER HAVE A SINGLE GODDAMN PLOTLINE NOT RELATED TO THIS MAN

[hunterssm00n]

Brighter Than the Sun / part 2 /

Lex is starting to feel like herself again after the events on Bouvetoya Island... with a little help from a tall, dreadlocked knight in shining armor at her side! | Lex/Scar |

part 2 of 3

my Scar & Lex series on ao3: here

*no cw, just humor and fluff*

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hunterssm00n © All rights reserved by me. I do not allow this work to be used or adapted in any way without my permission.

Lex managed to get herself up and out of bed by ten in the a.m., which was actually pretty impressive considering she hadn't gotten home from her tour until around two in the a.m. Right now, she was still living in her little cubby in the Adirondacks. It was a bit chilly, since it was still winter in upstate New York (and by a bit chilly, she meant cold as hell). Lex had always liked the cold, and Bouvetoya, whilst colder than anything she'd ever experienced (in more ways than one), had done nothing to diminish her love for the crisp air. She knew that her intergalactic friend from the stars wasn't very keen on the cold, and this fact made her realize even more that he indeed had a soft spot for her; she suspected he wouldn't willingly come to this icebox for just anyone.

After dressing, she unhurridly began making breakfast. She had the day off, and she planned on doing absolutely nothing. Recently, she had started taking steady work again, and it was such a relief to be back at her game again. She loved her job; loved the self-fulfillment of it, as well as showing other people the beauty of the world. Her tours were continuing in the mountains right now, and she had taken a big group on a long hike yesterday that had tired her out. It had also taken a lot of her night up, which she had expected. That was why today, she was going to park her sore butt on the couch, and kick back with some junk food and movies.

As she was eating her pancakes and bacon on the couch, flipping through tv channels, she found her mind wandering to her alien pal yet again. It was funny to think those of those two words in one sentance: alien pal. Who ever in a million years would've thought? Lex had never really been one to believe in any of that anyways. She hadn't discounted it entirely - she knew, being a partial scientist, that many things were indeed possible, and didn't always have explanations. Truthfully, she had just never really thought about humanoids existing from other galaxies. Life on other planets, sure. Like water, and plants, and organisms that had capability of movement. But a seven foot tall, scale covered dude with dreadlocks and a pension for violence? Hell no.

This had to be the farthest thing in the universe away from how she thought her life would turn out. And there was still more to come. Lex wondered, as she often did, what was awaiting her in the future. Would this relationship - friendship she had with this extraterrestrial continue? Would it escalate? Would he grow tired of her, and how very different she was from his race? Her brow furrowed at the thought; she didn't want to consider that.

A knocking sound came from her front door, and, mouth full, she turned her head towards it. Who would be visiting her at eleven a.m. on a Tuesday? Swallowing, she placed her plate on the couch cushion beside where she had been sitting, and rose to investigate. Pulling her sweater more tightly around her body, she crossed the short walk towards the entry to the house. Reaching one hand out, she peeked out the curtain, more of that bright sunlight streaming in through the window pane, making her squint to see who was at her door. A blonde woman, pretty face, waved excitedly back at her. Karen. Holy shit. Lex had completely forgotten that she had invited her friend over to her home that morning for coffee; she hadn't seen the woman in weeks, and Karen was finally back in the area after a brief vacation to the Bahamas.

Smiling back, Lex opened the heavy oak door and met her friend with open arms. "It's so good to see you! I'm so sorry, I totally forgot; I feel like the worst friend ever!"

Squeezing her tight, Karen didn't sound the least bit upset, a smile in her voice as she replied cheerily, "Oh, no worries, you've been busy as all hell! I'm just glad you're here - it's been way too long!"

Apologizing again for having pajama's on, Lex invited Karen into the warm house. She decided to make more pancakes and bacon for her friend to share, as well as turning on her coffee maker, while the two engaged in idle, pleasant chit-chat. Karen and Lex hadn't been as close as they normally had been lately. But to be fair, Lex had never really been close with anybody - she didn't have a best friend. And the friends that she did have, she grew even more distant from after everything had happened in Bouvetoya. She looked forward to talking with Karen more often; it was always refreshing to get together and just hang out with a friend, talk about life, recent experiences, etc.

There was one recent life experience, though, that Lex planned on keeping to herself. Karen probably wouldn't take too lightly Lex talking about aliens after knowing about her supposed 'unstable' mental state since the events on the frozen island. Though nobody else but herself knew that aliens were the cause of that misfortune, but she planned to keep everything to herself just the same. For her own safety, and for Scar's.

A little while later, Lex and Karen were sitting on her couch, coffee mugs in hand, talking about another one of their friends, Mariah, who had recently gotten engaged. Lex had been so disconnected from everything, that she hadn't even known Mariah had met someone. They were laughing about past dating experiences when there came a sudden thud from the roof. Lex, eyes wide, swallowed her coffee noisily in realization, and Karen jumped. "Oh, Jesus, Lex, that must scare the shit out of you every single time! That's the problem with living under the trees: once the snow comes crashing down, it sounds like an avalanche!" she giggled. Lex laughed with her, trying very hard to discern whether or not it was actually snow, or if it was something else. Someone else. For a few moments, there was no other noise besides Karen speaking, continuing their subject from before, and Lex was just about to relax when the scrabbling of feet (claws) on her roof made the hair on the back of her neck stand up.

Worst. Timing. Ever.

Lex had grown to really like Scar, but she had no idea how she was going to explain this one to Karen. Crap.

"Man, that stuff's really coming down!" Karen exclaimed, looking up at the ceiling, "Do you think my car's okay out there? It's under one of those giant pine trees,"

"Um, yeah, you know what? I'll go check on it." Lex stated, setting her coffee down on the table a little too forcefully, so some sloshed over the rim and onto her coffee table.

"Oh, I'll come wit-"

"Oh no, Karen, it's fine, really! It's cold out there, you stay in here where it's warm, I've got it, don't worry!" Lex said in a rush, practically running towards the door. Karen gave her a puzzled look before shrugging it off and sipping at her warm beverage.

Lex practically threw her coat around her shoulders, not even zipping it up before she was out the door, slamming both of them shut in her haste. She had closed them just in time, too, because as soon as she did, a huge creature that seemed to fall straight from the sky (or rather, her roof) landed heavily on two feet in the snow right in front of her porch. Straightening from his crouched position, Scar stood to his full height, chittering in greeting at her.

"Scar, hey buddy, um, listen -" She barely made it off the porch before she was swept up into those massive arms and squeezed against that brick wall of a chest in a giant bear hug. "Ow, Scar, can't breathe..." She patted him on the back in greeting as he set her down on her feet, holding a hand on her shoulder to steady her. Swaying as she gazed up at him, she once again tried to explain the situation to him. "Hey, can you come back in, like, two hours? I, um, someone who doesn't know about you is h-"

"Lex?" Came a faint voice from behind her, growing louder as a creak preceded the door opening, "Are you alright? I hear voices." Lex swung around towards her female friend, wondering how on earth she was going to explain the massive being in front of her. Well, this is going to be just great.

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AN: I do not own the Alien vs Predator franchise or any of it's characters. Karen is an OC made up by me. I also do not own the song 'Brighter Than the Sun' by Colbie Caillat.

part 3

[adhara2034]

I see far too many people write bilingual/multilingual people like 'oh sorry, it's hard to switch back sometimes', and I'm here to tell you that that isn't really what happens. So, I'm here to teach you how to write multilingual people realistically. (As a multilingual person myself)

1. We can, and will, begin sentences in one language, them go to another and then another. I personally find I do this when I'm not speaking my first language.

For example, I will go like this. "Hola, conas atá tú?" Which is two very different languages smashed together into the same sentance. Think of Spanglish.

2. Sometimes, our brains go into certain language modes. We could be trying to speak in one language, but our brain is only supplying another languages words.

For example, I have been doing Irish tests, and my brain is like, 'mmh, what if I only supply you with Spanish words?' And visa versa.

This can also happen when speaking. I have had moments of questioning my entire being because I could be trying to speak english (my first language) and can only think of a word in Spanish or something.

3. We can get languages confused. If a word sounds like it belongs in one language, chances are we will use said word.

For example, the Spanish word 'con' has been found in a lot of my Irish homework.

This happened a lot when a person is learning two languages at the same time. I remember learning French and Spanish at the same time and confusing the words a lot.

4. We will default to saying things in another language. Our brains just hardwire certain greetings or sayings in certain languages.

For example, I default to counting in Spanish, and I can't remember the last time I said Oh my God in English.

Overall, being multilingual is a lot more than just 'oops forgot to switch back'. It's way more annoying.

[the-firebird69]

n 2142, a Weyland-Yutani space probe investigates the wreckage of the USCSS Nostromo which was destroyed two decades prior. The probe collects a large cocoon and departs for a secret research space station. Upon arrival, masked scientists open the cocoon, revealing the xenomorph.

It is me it is my company is Wayland Yutani it is a Asian firm we are researching things we are funded by Asia and he says Mac Proper having us to it as well but not to get in trouble and I get that. But this is not the first movie it seems like the second is a different crew I think entirely on the movies that are Prometheus and Covenant And they are intense there's more films there's some sort of large spaceship that turns into a colony and he thinks it's on a surface we think so too and they do have some Star Wars stuff on so he thinks it's after a battle and they just get infected and it's a different movie but it he also says it looks like the girl from what is probably the second movie which is this film oddly out of sequence so could be this particular ship stills floating in space which is in the second aliens movie and there are several and it's probably the same ship which is not the nosttromos. They fly the hauler Corbelan to the spacecraft, which is revealed to be the Renaissance—a Weyland-Yutani research station divided into parts Romulus and Remus, a reference to the Roman legend. and yes pasted the last sentance. These ships are important the names are important and extremely important to him it seems. And he remembers Romulus in Remus and you are going to see them fight in Star Trek. And he believes it's the Romulans and the Klingons. Which might translate over from* Blazers and people are saying it could be. But it is a different area and they're saying it's a similar thing but it's not the same. OK but the hauler is Cabela and it does mean something like that it's an important name but he says several movies happen on there with the aliens series and I do remember one then it continues and goes into aliens versus predator. And it seems the aliens always win and they do invade by overwhelming it's one of our techniques and they despise us and these creatures might be after us. They're not to be played with we're doing investigations but people go up there like Jeff and kill off the trumps who really they got infected and that poison won't affect them and it looks like he's been draining it on the ship from the xenomorph and he's not very bright. And it might be Tommy F in skies because you see the two fighting later. There are other things happening and yeah it could be Ben Arnold really people don't like Trump. There are other things happening in this film this probably the second in the series where they investigated the wreckage of the nostromos and they also then went to a space station called Romulus and it is about constellations and it is really about people from areas represented from that and you see them fighting each other in the religious sect aliens movie. It's very sick and it's gross in their lame but that's what they're doing. And it appears that the ship is infected and they bring it to the space station and it starts another movie series of aliens and you wonder where it ends the people go there and they go into the movie and they get infected and they heal and are strong and the station gets destroyed and these are historical places and ships and stations people think that the first and they probably are and it's from the 80s and we are amazed to see these things in a little bit horrified But the Mac proper might want to try and reset And they're also saying to go after our friends original new stuff we think and they say yes And really it is about trump being unreasonable and other people who are attacked by these things and that's how I get into researching them

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And I pay you for what you're doing it's not true it's this idiot **** and we have to stop her she's always blowing things up and burning things and he says it's kind of a war with these monsters and you're kind of nutcases but he says they're probably his monster so we can stick them on our inner **** if we want to and that doesn't sound right but we probably will

tommy f

Olympus

[rise-my-angel]

i'm currently on chapter 14 of my re read but let me tell you when i read chapter 11 (robbs death) I SOBBED SO HARD MY SISTER CAME INTO MY ROOM ASKING ME IF I WAS OK. i knew it was gonna happen and i thought i was prepared but i wasn't. it was written so beautifully and the constant call back to the music and trauma reader experiences makes my throat hurt in sorrow.

thank you 💜

Not going to lie, I was on a walk the other night and I had the Rains of Castamere start playing and it almost made me tear up. Like I listened to it on a loop writing that chapter because I literally wrote the actions to match up to the instrumental of the music and I cannot listen to it without envisioning it perfectly in my head.

Fun fact, the speech I wrote Walder Frey speaking is slightly different then his show version, because I wrote his words so that his last sentance matches the final beats of the slower, quiet part before the intensity ramps up implying the action starts. "Afterall, my King is long overdue a wedding gift for he and his Queen."

Where he says "For he and his Queen" I literally wrote that to line up with individual stringed notes going "duh duh duh" which are right before a seconds pause which I can always hear Catelyn calling Robbs name, and then the music starts back up to intensify which is when it all kicks off.

Planning that chapter in as much detail as I did was PAIN and its my own fault I cannot listen to the Rains of Castamere and not imagine the entire scene all over again.

[scribare-archive]

@memoiers : [ smack ] sender gives receiver's butt an affectionate smack as they walk past them

elbows are leaned on the kitchen isle & she had been . . . maybe a little hyper focused on what she was doing on the computer. typed down different things, errased, added and deleted : never quite being happy with it. and a little stuck actually. wanting to get it done and for once she is focused enough on it. but the words just won't go down. supposed to send in the application to coach the kids' soccer team rest of the school year because of some new rules & right now there's like one sentance she is sure off and everything else is being fickled with. tempted to just throw computer across the room, small annoyed puff of air. head whip around, feeling the smack against butt and she straighten up some, yet can't help the hint of a smile tugging at the corner of lips. maybe need a break. big break. drop the entire thing break.     ❝   wanna go get chilli cheese and milkshakes ?   ❞

[mightyishisname]

The Weakest chains, The mightiest God

IMPORTANT READ Some of you were locked in a dark cell, cruelly confined behind bars, punished for denying God's word for turning your back on the high God's counsel - A hard sentance, and your hearts so heavy, and not a soul in sight to help. Then you called out to God in your desperate condition; he got you out in the nick of time. He led you out of your dark, dark cell, broke open the jail and led you out. So thank God for his Marvelous love; for his miracle mercy to the children he loves; He shattered the heavy jailhouse doors, he snapped the prison bars like matchsticks! PSLAM 107 17-22 MSG

God doesent want you to suffer in your cell with whatever that cell may be filled with for he loves everyone, believer, or non believer. Whether it be depression, anxiety, lust, addiction, pride, death, mental health, physical pain, spiritual battles. Whatever it is you may be going through, it's okay to turn to God in your times of despair and use him as your last resort because it was in those times of desperation that God reveals himself to the unsaved the most. When I was an addict , I knew about God but I never followed him, I went astray and denied him, many upon many times. The devil confirmed his identity within me and I just went along with it, thinking about how I was better then everyone else for being who I've become in the enemy. But God had a different plan for me. One night in my jail cell, I knew the odds were not good on getting out spiritually or physically from either cell. But God had the upper hand over satan and came rushing to me, he sat with me, wrapped what felt exactly like real human arms around me as I sat there weeping with my hands in my face. I could feel the care, the love, the compassion, and mainly the spirit FLOW throughout my entire body. I immediately stopped crying , repented, asked for him to come into my heart again and got up onto my feet and began singing hymns and praise and reciting old scripture I had forgot I memorized before my addiction started. It was all coming back, he was back. And the enemy had no control anymore. When I should have stayed for a week and then shipped off to who knows where , the very next day, i was released and set free. Friends, it doesent take much to be saved ,all we need to do is simple. Call, or cry out to Jesus; repent, confess, and ask him into your heart so that you in christ are set free. If you have been hurt in the past by false faith from religion, or that your family has forced you into a what seemed like the dark side of Christianity, I understand and so does God. But know that Christianity isn't religion, HE TRAMPLES RELIGION/SATAN UNDER HIS MIGHTY FEET and wants to have a relationship with you. There has been many times I thought I can do life on my own and then failure after failure occurs, depression kicks in, anxiety rapidly flood my lungs. The lust for having someone in bed with me heightens, the pain of this world falls on my shoulders and I become like frodo carrying the ring in mordor.

We Don't have to live this way friends, it is up to us to throw away our past or things or people who have deeply hurt us and damaged our mindset on faith and Christianity, and take up our own cross . Wouldent you much rather carry your own cross through this life, knowing trials will be ahead but that God is with you forever and ever and then celebrate with him etenally in heaven? Or would you rather party and drink and manifest demons within you and destroy everything God has made you to be in this life, only to spend eternity with the enemy in a place that has no breath, no food, no salvation, no love, and just pure tormentation. The choice is your friends. What will you decide?

[jeeezzzlouise]

THIS IS WHY I SHOULD BE CAST AS DELIRIUM

I share a crazy lot things with Delirium. I see myself in her with out having to augment myself to fit. Honestly I can make a list, and I sort of have. I wrote to Neil Gaimen in general about my love for the character (like everyday for a month with, yuck, felt very cringe but it's hard to cut through the white noise of socialmedia) and then season two was announced. So I sent my letter to his people, and they said to send an audition tape. I had my agency send it for me but I probably would have done that even if they didnt ask.

Anyway back to that list I was talking about:

1. I look crazy similar to her depiction in the comics. And yes, I did dye my hair twice and buzz cut it off for the audition because Del's hair changes so often. And yeah, I do kinda look like a hedgehog now that the buzzcut is growing out. Thanks for asking. But I know that is not enough...

2. My acting ability. I've studied cinematography and worked in the industry. I have a natural talent for acting and I always have. But for the love of Liza Minnelli can a girl not get a gig in this town?! And that's an entire topic on it's own which I wont get into. But like Liza would say, I got the chops kid don't you worry.

3. I am the youngest of six, three boys, three girls. (Guess my folks just really like to equal out the odds) And frankly that dinner scene hits closer to home than I care to admit.

4. I've come out of a six year long depression. I  know what it means to feel totally lost and with out hope. I see the much darker side of Delirium and I understand it. She said once "what if it gets worse?" As she melted down and cried on the floor. And I had never seen such a clear personification of my own fear when I was really struggeling. I would have given anything to not feel like that and she would too. I experienced a lot of brain fog in the worst of my depression and I see her frustration and anxiety around not remembering things/ forgetting  and how that influences her speach and body language. It hits hard when your brain and your body is out of sink and that frustration, anger and hurt is indescribable.

5. Neurodivergence. You can't tell me she's neurotypical. At the very least she has ADHD... because same. And btw, her sentances are not jibberish, she just thinks faster than what she can talk. And with many different thoughts crossing her mind at  once, it can get a little jumbled... and that's on Neurodivergence. Also the way she describes people/things feels close to my synesthesia. My favorite example is when she says a cop is mean and feels like he has bugs all over him (and then makes him believe it) makes sense to me because people just feel like that sometimes! It's hard to describe, you just feel it and it can sometimes it make sense but mostly it doesnt. So yeah, that's synesthesia for you.

6. She never stopped being Delight and neither did I. She is very brave... In her own way. It's very difficult to remain so open, curious and wonderful when in contrast your faced with a lot of sorrow and pain. I dont think it's a coincidence that she remained similar to delight. It would be easier to let that version of herself die and become completely something different. But she continuously fights to keep it, and so do I.

There is more i could say but I will spare you all. If you want to see my audition tape it's on youtube, because I have no shame I will not rest until I have explored every possible avenue of comunication also I'm terrified they cast somone for the name and not the talent and ifthathappensiwillflytohollywoodandeggneil'scastinfagent'scarsohelpmegodiwillfightwithmylastdieingbreath. But mostly I have this gut feeling like this is something I am meant to do... 

and no matter how much I embarrass myself by putting myself out there, I have to try. It's like I have no other option but to succeed or crash and burn in a bonfire of my own creation.

Anyway... thanks for reading... and you better say something nice to me or I will cry.

[digifag]

yellow, green, amber, grey!

yellow: name of an artist you think is underappreciated

LAUREN BOUSFIELD. i heart experimental music made by trans women. her neros day at disneyland stuff is more well known but idk how many ppl know she still makes her own music. its awesome

green: do you have a favourite flower?

idk many flowers outside of like. minecraft but! any blue/pink/purple flowers in general r suuuuper pretty

amber: what's saved as your phone's lockscreen?

this!!! top 10 characters ever meow wolf 4 crop

grey: how many languages do you speak? do you want to learn any more?

i took japanese 1 and 2 in school and my knowledge of it is so so limited (cheated thru japanese 2 class cuz the teaching method was shit) but god i wanna continue with it. motivation is so low tho ueueue…. i cam read hiragana and katakana though!! and recognize a handful of kanji.

[critical-birb]

ASDFGHJKFDFGHJK THIS MADE MY WEEK THANK YOU🥺💖 I am emotional people like my silly fanfiction so much aaaaa. Ooh!! I do have moderate worldbuilding around Ritolian! The language origionated in very early Rito culture (think cavemen to humans) as a way to communicate danger or safety. It was mostly high and low tones of whistling. As the language developed, they would communicate more complex things using the length of the calls, the spacing between them, and the loudness.

Eventually it became a song language, different notes in sequence to communicate feelings, thoughts, people.

It also has a written version. I like to think the tapestries all over Hebra, especially around Rito Village, have writing on them.

Individual sounds would be written like so

and words and sentances would form patterned images that are read top to bottom, left to right.

Lets say you want to communicate that there are enemies approaching.

Higher pitch suggests danger. Sharp tonal changes indicates urgency. A fast, up and down whistle in a high pitched tone. A single click suggests questioning. You want to respond with more details. Six enemies - six individual fast chirps with a second silence between each. Fire moblins - fire would be a crackling, clicky sound to mimic the sound of fire. Bokoblins are the standard monster, gestured by a sharp high tone slowly leading into a sharp low tone. A moblin would be the sound for bokoblin but longer to indicate a larger creature than a bokoblin. A lizalflo would be the sound for bokoblin followed by a hiss. Lynels the sound for bokoblin followed by a low clicking like the clopping of horse footsteps. A lot of Rito words for animals are a form of mimicry to the type of sound the animal makes, and these are often mixed with other sounds and rhythms to describe situations. If you wanted to tell someone you loved them - it would be a low, soft sound with not much tonal change. Comfort is indicated by a soft cooing sound from the chest. Passion a 'brrrr' sound made by the tongue vibrating against the beak. -- As for backlash against people like Komalli for his killing of Rito traditional culture - I think it's all very complicated for the Rito. Komalli's great great grandfather founded Rito Village from escapees of Tabantha town. Him and those escapees had lived their entire lives in Hylian homes, around Hylian children. They knew nothing of Traditional Rito culture beyond the Hylians outside of their cages talking about them as if they were monsters, pets, or food. The Village was their refuge. Their asylum. They created it on an island to stay AWAY from Hylians.

As time went on, it grew. Native Rito from the forests trying to avoid the Hylians so they wouldn't have their children snatched away from them begun to join the village. From this, the origional residents began to learn about their herritage, and they began to teach what they knew to the forest natives.

But to Komalli's great great grandfather and his refugee friends - these were savage people. They had grown up around Hylians wearing full body outfits, fighting with complex weaponry, living in these big brick nests. Thats what they were used to - thats all they had to go on when building their village. The native Rito traditionally didn't wear clothes, instead painting their feathers with colourful pigments and braiding trinkets and beads into them (similar to the way Zora only really wear jewelry), they only knew how to hunt and fight with their talons, and they'd sleep in trees without need for a house. So, the Rito Village Refugees thought they were doing the natives a favour by teaching them to hunt with bows, by providing them with clothes and real homes. However, this is where the rift started between the two sides of Rito culture. It never STARTED as a way to appeal to the Hylians. Generations on, the Rito in Rito Village differ drastically from the Rito still living in the forests. Hylians start to observe them from afar mimicking behaviour they recognise, and it slowly starts becoming apparent to them that Rito aren't monsters like Lizalflo or animals. Slowly they start attempting to communicate with the Village. By this point the origional refugees that started the Village are long gone, but their children only know Hylians as the monsters who kept hostage and ate their ancestors - so they attack Hylians on sight who try to get close.

For decades it was a sort of awkward relationship of the Hylians realising what they had done was a bit fucked up - and some of them not wanting to change their ways because 'thats what we've always done' and some of them wanting to reach out and make ammends and learn more about this mysterious race of creatures, and the Rito fearing and resenting the Hylians - knowing nothing about them while also mimicking them.

The rift between Village Rito and Forest Rito grows because the Hylians are starting to try to reach out and communicate, and the Rito in the Forest are unable to communicate with them. The Village Rito begin to think they are 'better' and more 'civilized'. It gets to the point they start activelly poisoning water suplies, spreading disease, and defacing the homes of their native kin because they become sucked into this horrible colonizing mindset of 'savages'. The Forest Rito numbers start to dwindle while the Village Rito numbers grow. Between the Village Rito forcing them away, and some Hylians still hunting them for food, the Forest Rito become endangered bordering on extinct.

Once we start to get to Komalli's age, talk of the Calamity has started, and Hylians and Rito are both scared. The world is about to be wrecked by a greater force that none of them are able to deal with alone. They know they're all going to have to team up on this - but they're also still wary and hateful of one another. A lot of Hylians hate Rito because Rito attack people on sight, a lot of Rito hate Hylians because Hylians (rightfully) see them as a threat, or treat them like beasts. Things are...slowly changing. The Rito have cultivated plants that the Hylians want, the Hylians have animals that can't be found in Hebra - they start tentitivelly trading. Rito Village builds bridges and certain Hylians are allowed to cross the lake - heavily guarded, and only with permission, but they're allowed to communicate and enter their land.

Even come Revali's time, things are still tense. Revali is the first Rito to compete in a Hylian archery torniment as a kid. Everyone in Castle Town is a little frightened of him - most of them have still never even seen a Rito, all they know is that they used to eat these things once, and now they attack soldiers in the Hebra Region. The Hylian Monarchy still insist they 'own' Hebra and havn't dedicated the Rito a recognised species yet, and won't allow them to legally 'claim' the land as their Domain. King Rhoam is actively working on changing this outdated rule, but he's also mourning the death of his wife, raising his daughter, and trying to raise an army to fight the upcoming Calamity - so it ends up on the back burner. He fears the Rito hate him and the monarchy for this - they've been known to kill his soldiers before. He has Revali kicked out of the castle because he genuinely freaks thinking he's been sent to kill his daughter - and politically, he has absolute reason to fear that. Revali becoming a Champion was the major turning point for both of their societies - because for the first time, Rito were being not only treated as equal to the other Domains, but a Rito was being depicted as a hero - not a monster. The Rito did slowly lose a lot of their origional culture because of Rito Village. Rito Village also saved a lot of lives from Hylians, and changed the way the rest of Hyrule saw Rito.

I think the majority of Rito don't really know how to feel. Even in Revali's time a hundred years ago from current - most of traditional culture was really only leftover scraps mostly lost to time. It feels like such an impact to Revali because he's firsthand witnessed the stark amount of culture lost over a hundred years, like the loss of their native language. However even to Revali, most of Rito tradition was already long gone by the time he was a kid. In many ways it's tragic, and I think lots of Rito (Kass especially) are working to uncover pieces of lost history to try to revive. However - it's also part of life sometimes. The Rito have lost pieces of their origins to time - but they've also built new traditions and culture over hundreds and hundreds of years, and they still are creating new things. Perhaps they speak primarily Hylian now - but the songs and stories they sing in Hylian are their own. Perhaps they wear clothes now, but they are specially designed Rito clothes you couldn't ever find anywhere else in Hyrule. Political leaders are always and will always be shitty people - they often kinda have to be. Komali, Rhoam, Dorophan - they had to make difficult choices in a time of world-ending war that could have wiped out their people. They were terrified and grasping at straws. Komalli did terrible things. Everything he ever did, he beleived he was doing for the right reasons to keep his people safe through the Horrors. After the war was over the decisions he made crippled him so much he took his own life. -- Sorry I've only just realised I have been rambling about my own nonsense for over an hour RIP. I appoligise for this infodump.

As promised on AO3, I am going to now go write an essay about why @critical-birb has absolutely outstanding Rito worldbuilding and you should drop everything and read Grounded and Arisen for it if you haven't already. This will contain spoilers for both fics.

Let's begin with Rito history. I'll set aside the history regarding TotK stuff, Medoh, and the Stormwind Ark since A. I never finished TotK and haven't played any of the pre-BotW games so I'm not super familiar with how that ties into other Zelda lore and B. it hasn't affected things that much recently (with one massive exception, you know what I'm talking about). I've been trying to capture something similar for a while: the Rito as a once-independent people who were brought into the fold of Hyrule not exactly willingly. The loss of their independent culture and language in order to be considered people is tragic but also exactly what I've been looking for. Komalli is honestly scarily similar to an OC of mine.

The whole concept of what critical-birb calls Ritollian is actually great. I don't know if they have any hard worldbuilding of it (if you do please show me) but the idea that the Rito did have their own language that was essentially unspeakable for non-Rito is one of the core tenets of what had set them apart from the rest of Hyrule to me. And then the fact that it's on its way out at the time of the Calamity and entirely dead post-Calamity? And Revali's feelings about it afterwards? You need to see it for yourself in the fic.

Oh yeah and the way that they were actively forcing the other Rito to assimilate into Hyrulian society and the fear of being seen as savages due to the cultural trauma of what happened in Tabantha Town? The only thing I might wish for is to know if there was any form of reactionary backlash against people like Komalli in an attempt to preserve an independent Rito culture, especially post-Calamity, but I suppose that we might see that in the upcoming chapters. If we do, I'll reblog this post and talk about that.

Critical-birb, just know that you have captured exactly what I've been seeking for years and I am eternally grateful for it.