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Wiggler Appreciation Post of a Queen and her Royal Guard feat. concept art from MHW: The Official Complete Works
#Monster Hunter#Wigglers#I need them to translate the IB art book#please daddy capcom I am begging you#my crops are withering#my bank account is empty
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whenever I see people say shit like “fluent in latin” I cringe extremely hard bc unless you’re from the roman empire, part of the clergy in medieval and early modern period, or like live in the vatican or something I sincerely doubt that you are bc the way latin is taught in most places you’re never going to learn how to speak it bc that’s generally not the point.
#I guess members of the catholic church could be?? idk#but like I learnt to translate and analyze texts specifically poetry from around 1st century BC#and I know that the way that I was taught latin is similar across the board#and so most people never learn to speak it#obviously I’m only going up to IB level bc I’m not continuing latin at uni#but I’ve looked at uni course content and they still don’t learn to speak it there#so like it’s just really doubtful to me that you ‘speak Latin’#latin#さくの小言
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28/04/24 • catullus 51 translated via the international code of signals
BC 1 Can you communicate with the aircraft? NE 5 You should proceed with great caution; hostile vessel sighted NH 1 Are you clear of all danger? EA Have you sighted or heard of a vessel in distress? ZL Your signal has been received but not understood. QF I cannot go ahead MBP Onset was sudden. PG 2 I am dazzled by your searchlight. Extinguish it or lift it. [IB 4 The extent of the damage is still unknown.] MHB Tongue is dry. YS I am unable to communicate… DV 1 I am adrift. MBE The whole body is affected. IX Fire is gaining. FD 1 My position is indicated by rockets or flares. PG I do not see any light. EP I have lost sight of you. MY 2 It is dangerous to proceed on present course. AE 1 I wish to abandon my vessel, but have not the means. GC 2 I have searched area of accident but have found no trace of derelict or survivors
#i definitely want to try doing more w the ics but this was fun. and silly. and the ics needs codes for encounters with the divine#this is also. the only thing i wrote for national poetry month. :/#catullus#tagamemnon#translation#p#also if it turns out i messed up the flags at any point: i dont care such is the nature of textual transmission etc
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ESCORT ──── shinji hirako x fem! reader. ib chase atlantic's escort. fluff + mentions of alcohol. wc of 600+
thinking about captain shinji hirako who would most definitely bribe or pay or do whatever it takes just to have you in the fifth division. he'd be so desperate about it, even go on his knees just to recruit you into the squad that he takes charge of. and for what reason?
the mere sole reason that you miraculously stole the heart of the captain while he came down to shin’o academy to demonstrate kenjutsu for the students. you just so happened to be one of the students that the hirako had to personally teach.
as beautiful as you can be and as bright your smile can shine, it only took a few hours for the blond-haired male to fall under your spell. but you never even put a spell on him in the first place. all you did was breathe, exist, and learn as shinji teaches.
as pathetic as the man can be, he doesn't ever show it. in fact, he does the opposite. he'd go all “oh look. it's the student girl whom i taught that sucks at swordsmanship.” like bro you did not just get on your knees to beg yamamoto to put the ‘student girl’ in your division…
he wants you to work for him and be under his wing, so he watch whatever you do. even better if he's seeing you make such a drastic change and progress ever since your academy days. not that he's a weirdo captain or anything that fancies a student of his, but your ages weren't that much of a difference. in fact, shinji is the one who ended up becoming a captain at such a young and admirable age.
“i can give you love for free, y/n…” shinji said during one messy night where the word sober left his vocabulary. all on his mind are fuzzy images of you.
“trust me, sir, she'd appreciate your love one hundred percent,” a voice said as they took away the bottle of sake in their captain's hands. the man simply looked up at the figure and looked back down, snuggling his drunken face into his arms. “you're kinda... pretty.. not any more beautiful than y/n though.”
“woah sir, thanks for the compliment. i honestly agree too, she's very cute, captain.”
the hirako glared at his subordinate who's helping him get up from the table so he can finally leave the pub with some guidance from someone of his barracks. “you keep her name outta your mouth, pink!”
“it's punk, sir. not pink.”
“shut up. only y/n can tell me what's right or wrong,” shinji's head wobbled just as his division member sighed and draped his long arms around their shoulders. they were oddly smaller than the fifth division captain.
“come on, captain. time to go home. y/n wishes that you return home safely.”
the voice of his subordinate is gentle and soft, so similar to his crush’s voice. he couldn't even tell what is going on right now, but he just lets his subordinate escort him home, not really in the correct state to think of anything else. although, his squad member uttering the name y/n made him all sweets and butterflies on the inside.
after such a night, the man wakes up in a frenzy, struggling to remember whatever happened last night and however in the world he ends up in his soft comfy futon without ever remembering how he got back into his bed.
he stares at a bone china vase for a few good minutes, attempting to search and dig for anything that has been buried by the headache that he currently has. but the more he stared at the reflection of the vase, the more he caught something at the corner of his eyes.
shinji shot his head at the few bags of items that laid beside his futon, a note of instructions on the items written down. he knows this writing. he out of anyone would've recognised this immediately. it belonged to you.
then a flash of memories became visible in his vision.
“THAT WAS Y/N?!?!?”
note. requested by @imaginingbleach. tumblr murdered me on the inside when i lost your request ask... i'll write an aizen piece soon trust
© SENEON 2024 ♰ do not repost, alter, or translate.
#⋆ ❨ writing ❩ ֢֢֢ ۟#bleach#bleach x reader#bleach fluff#bleach tybw#shinji hirako#hirako shinji#shinji x reader#shinji hirako x reader#hirako bleach#bleach shinji#bleach imagines#shinji fluff
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Flammkuchen / Tarte Flambeé / "German pizza"
This evening I found a slab of Speck (strong-smoked bacon) in the freezer that I didn't know we had, there was half an onion and a tub of Lithuanian sour cream in the fridge, so @dduane decided to try Flammkuchen.
Originally, so the story goes, it was made by bakers as a pre-thermometer way to check the temperature of their wood-fired ovens (and provide a quick snack at the same time).
Tarte flambée is the French name, but "German Pizza" or indeed any sort of pizza it certainly isn't; there's neither tomato sauce nor cheese, and no yeast in the dough.
Whether it's German or French depends on who you ask, since it originates from the province of Alsace, an area which has changed hands a lot in the past couple of centuries and whose ownership has been A Source Of Friction Between Guess Who for almost as long.
To stay neutral, the recipe DD used is Swiss. ;->
Here's the translation:
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Alsatian tarte flambée
This delicious speciality from Alsace is also ideal for an aperitif. Thinly rolled bread dough with sour cream, onions and bacon cubes!
350g flour (12½ oz) 1.25 tsp salt 2 dl water (6.7 US fl oz / .42 US pt) 2 tbsp olive oil 200 g crème fraîche / sour cream (7 oz) 2 onions (we had less, so used less...) 120 g farmer's (thick, well-smoked) bacon in slices (4¼ oz) a small grind of pepper
And this is how it's done:
Mix flour and salt in a bowl. Pour in water and oil, mix and knead into a soft, smooth dough. Form the dough into a ball, cover and let it rest at room temperature for about 30 minutes.
Preheat oven to 240 degrees (464 F). Halve the dough and roll it out into an oval shape about 3 mm thick (1/10 inch) on a lightly floured surface. Place the dough on two baking sheets lined with baking paper.
Spread the crème fraîche / sour cream over the dough, leaving a border of approx. 1 cm (½ inch) free all around. Peel the onions, cut them into fine rings, cut the bacon into strips, spread both over the crème fraîche / sour cream and season.
Baking per tray: approx. 12 minutes each on the bottom shelf of the oven.
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Since this was our first time making Flammkuchen, we baked them one at a time to check for errors. There were none (Swiss recipe!) and 12 minutes was exactly right to produce this result both times:
DD needs to be careful because of IBS so they were made with mostly bacon on one side, mostly onion on the other, and with a glass of cool white wine they made an excellent Sunday supper.
Next time, now we know how well this recipe works, we'll be more generous with the toppings. :->
Incidentally, rather than baking-trays or the pizza stone we need to replace (ceramic utensils, tile floors and gravity Do Not Mix Well) we used the cast-iron griddle which in summer often goes on the BBQ...
... and gave the oven a thorough pre-heating, then transferred the Flammkuchen in and out with a peel, all of which worked splendidly.
That tip about using baking paper is excellent, BTW: no sticking, no spillage, no washing up. I bet it'll work with other things as well.
Like, for instance, more Flammkuchen... ;->
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home┊007┊m.list
epilogue: somewhere between
© zumicho all rights reserved. do not repost, modify, steal, plagiarize, or translate my works on any platform.
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we all have people we can’t seem to erase from our beings.
even when I’m 90, I’ll never forget how my heart loved you at 18.
somewhere between then and now:
hangouts turned into memories,
“rin” turned into “suna”,
calls turned into photos
somewhere between then and now,
I lost you
my new life cost me my old one
and everything else I had
including you
so what else do I have left to lose?
but you kept me alive
helped me get over my grief
even if what took its place
was the ache of your absence
I go on without you now
cause in the end,
I have you to thank.
still
it would have been nice
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ib: @/elfspoetry tt - somewhere between then and now
author's note: imagine being so hung up over ur ex (situationship) that you break no contact via paying their debt for them .. could never be me!!!!! duh!!! (bc of the money not the nonchalant life)
fun fact, I wrote this all in three days (minus the texts n tweets) I think I maybe blacked out in between...... anyway thank you so much for reading! second smau after mousetrap, and although short—I’m writing this note in the past, with hopes that it's a success in the future :)
formal apology to everyone that was afraid it would tear their heart out—will be writing an alternative ending in a..year maybe?
IN MY MIND THEY YEARN SO HARD THEY MEET AGAIN LIKE THE NOTEBOOK STYLE . not here tho. not now !!! i love writing flawed characters sorry
with love, ree.
@phoenix-eclipses @thechaosoflonging @yuminako @nbcvs @tenjikusstuff4 @intergalacticrory @sonicsolos @yenonnoff @wyrcan @cnnmairoll @causenessus @reads-stuff-quietly @giocriedpower @applepi25 @gra-eae @lilchubbyyy @thvvluvr @toges-cough-syrup @steiins @girlkissersco @wolffmaiden @iluvaquaphor @mfcherry @k0z3me @alienvarmint
#hq x reader#haikyuu x reader#hq smau#smau series#haikyuu smau#haikyuu#suna x y/n#suna x you#suna x reader#suna rintaro x reader#suna rintarou#angst with a sad ending#sorrieeee#i cant help myself
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pretty boy fucktoy⌇könig <3
it’s always been a big, filthy fantasy for könig to be used like an object for your pleasure and ruined by you until he’s a shattering mess. waking up at 3 in the morning, his cock already rock hard and his sensitive tip leaking. and there you were, catching him squirming under the covers it was almost pathetic, yet adorable of him. cooing into his ears and sweetly caressing him, you whisper for him to keep begging and begging for you since he knows that’s what you love to hear from him. just begging, whimpering, breathing heavily, almost crying for you to do whatever you want to him. whether it’d be lifting his mask just to only use his mouth for you to sit on, hearing him praising and worshipping you with his needy voice, sitting on his aching cock for you to get yourself off, or pegging him roughly— he wouldn’t care about what you planned on doing to him, as long as he can please you. and it was a privilege for him to be your personal fuck toy, a human dildo that’s good for nothing but orgasms and dopamine releases. riding on his face until you made a sweet mess all over his mouth and his chin, then jerking him off into your fist as he keeps eating you out, cooing at the way he whines so pathetically from making him cum. then overstimulating him by bouncing on his cock, your hand wrapped around his throat and praising him for being such a good boy.
“you know what pretty boy fucktoys do when they cum? they smile and they take it. now who’s my good pretty boy fucktoy?”
könig couldn’t even form a proper sentence, let alone a coherent thought. his breathing is heavy, his whines became erratic, and he couldn’t stop sobbing. “i— i am… all my— all my cum… all my cum is for— for you, baby…”
ALL WORKS BELONG TO VILSOO © do not steal, plagiarize, translate, or repost any of my works outside tumblr. ib this rlly sexy hot audio 🎧 (nsfw, headphones required)
#( ♥︎ ) — thirsts.#call of duty smut#call of duty mw2#call of duty warzone#könig mw2#könig modern warfare#sub!könig#dom!fem!reader#könig x you#könig x reader#call of duty x reader#call of duty x you#call of duty könig#overstimulation tw#könig is not a dom at all yall#got it all wrong
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Okay, this is something serious now.
As some of you already know, some people are accusing me of plagiarism. And I just want to explain my side of the story first
A while ago, I was scrolling through tiktok and found one of those videos with a minecraft parkour happening in the background and a reddit story being read. I'm a portuguese speaker, so the story I listened to was in portuguese (i don't even have reddit lol). So, I thought "Oh, what a cute story!! I wonder how would it happen if it was with some anime boys!!". So, I started to write it while also trying to translate it AND change the phrases.
Since it was from tik tok, I couldn't really see the user that wrote the og post. I now realize I should've tried harder to find it, and for that I apologize. I'm sorry I didn't put the IB on the post, but someone on the comments told me fhe user of who wrote it first, and after posting this "apologie" I'll put it in the post immediatly.
I also want to clarify what verbatim is, since some people are saying that's the plagiarism I comitted. According to the Oxford dictionary, verbatim is:
1. (Adverb)
in exactly the same words; literally, ipsis litteris.
2. (Adjective)
that corresponds word for word to the source or original text.
"minutes v. of a meeting of condominium owners"
And even though I copied the first phrase, the rest of the text is totally different!! I also had no way of knowing I was writing the same first phrase, since as I said before, it was actually from a portuguese post, so I translated it the best I could.
The idea is the same, though, so I should've tried harder to find the IB. Once again, I apologize for this. I'm sorry about what I did and I hope you guys can forgive me and not view me in a different way from how you saw me before!! I just thought it would be fun to write something, and it was the first fic I wrote after going back to writing (I used to write things during March-April, but I stopped). I swear I have no intetions to steal anybody's work to make myself famous or anything like that.
Once again, I'll try to make things right! Dw, a situation like this won't happen again. Thank you for reading this, and once again, I'm deeply sorry.
I'm putting the xreader tags so this can reach as many people as possible
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Poetic translation
~ Elliott/GN!Reader
~ Romantic
~ 881 words
ib: @the-spookington
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Caring for your own farm was a drastic shift from your boring desk job, but it was honest work. Get up at six each morning, and hope you’re in bed before two. Getting billed from the frantic doctor Harvey wasn't something you looked forward to.
Unfortunately, it felt like it was happening more than normal lately. You had made friends with Elliott, often spending your time with him down on the beach when you weren’t working. His shack was quite a ways walk from your farm. Often losing track of time and ending up collapsing from exhaustion on your way back home. It always worried Elliott terribly.
He knew that look. When you sheepishly walk up onto the beach, clutching the letter in hand. Elliott chuckles softly with a slow shake of his head extending a hand forth expectantly, prompting you to put the folded paper into his palm with a dry chuckle.
Elliott delicately unfolds the paper and reads over the doctor’s handwriting. “My love..” he sighs, but not out of frustration, out of worry for your well-being. Your black-outs can’t be good for you– that he knows. You nod slowly in response, already expecting a lecture of sorts.
Instead, he gently folds the paper back into three flaps and offers it back to you with one hand. The other reaching forward and resting his palm on your cheek, his thumb caressing over your cheekbone as he looks into your eyes with concern.
The two of you had grown close over time, blurring the lines of what you really are. Friends, lovers, best friends..just affectionate? You weren’t entirely sure. However, that wouldn’t stop you from leaning into the warmth of his hand. Accepting the letter back from him and stuffing it sloppily into your pocket, your other hand cupping the back of Elliott’s.
The silence between you two is not one of awkwardness nor of tension, but of pure bliss and adoration. Feeling his breath graze your face due to the close proximity, blending perfectly with the subtle breeze of salty sea water rushing the sandy shores in small waves.
“I’ll be more careful tonight.” you promise, your fingers curling around Elliott’s hand, causing his own to move from your cheek to interlace your fingers with one another. A warm smile crosses over his lips at your words.
“I know you will, darling.” he murmurs. To anyone passing by, no doubt you would’ve seemed like more than friends. That one passing thought makes your cheeks burn, rushing up to the tips of your ears as you take a step back, awkwardly clearing your throat; you don’t dare let go of his hand.
Elliott’s eyes dart up and down your body closely, studying each and every detail. His head cocking to the head subtly, as if a curious puppy. He brings his free hand up and runs his fingers through his long auburn hair, brushing it away from his face.
“I- I should..get back to work–” you mumble nervously, feeling your heart race in your chest. Only to have Elliott gently pull you back to him without a word. Letting go of your hand to wrap his arms around you into a firm hug, keeping you close. Despite your confusion, you wrap your arms around his waist. A heavy sigh of contentment leaving your lips.
After an unusual silence on Elliott’s behalf, he finally speaks. His tone much softer than usual, making sure that you, and only you, are able to hear it– despite being alone along the beach.
“You are like the warmth of the sun’s rays on my skin in the early morning hours; a fawn learning its way through a new life. You are the roots to the tree that support me in each waking minute. The shine of the dewy grass after a lovely rain couldn’t compare to your eyes, my love.”
You lift your head slowly and look up at Elliott, your confused expression a stark contrast from his passionate one. You blink a few times as you try and wrack your brain about what exactly all of that means.
“...What?” you mumble with a small chuckle, causing Elliott to scoff a laugh in mock offense before leaning down closer to you. One of his hands moving from around your back to your chin. His index finger underneath your chin, the pad of his thumb resting just under your bottom lip.
“I’m saying I love you, dear. How clumsy you are concerns me, and I love the way you support me and your farm, despite the strenuous work each day. Your eyes captivate me like no other.” Elliott explains calmly with a deep chuckle.
You gasp quietly at the simple explanation of Elliott’s poetic rambling. Your eyes lighting up with recognition, only serving to cause your heart to race further. “I love you too..” you whisper. Taking in each and every detail of Elliott’s features, only to get caught short as he leans even closer. Allowing his eyes to close as he lovingly presses his lips against yours. Your own eyes slowly closing as you kiss him back.
While you didn’t always understand the meaning behind his heartwarming poetry, he was patient and loved your excitement when you finally understood just how much he loves you.
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i am a shit poet don't tear me to shreds </3
(thank you to Spooki for the idea !!!)
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Translation:
Even if I’m boyish
My heart still beats for you
Just one kiss from you and you’ve got me hooked
And the woman inside me is awakening
Just like a blooming flower
Because you care for it with water and sufficient light with your everyday love
That makes my life so sweet <3
(P.S: I suck at my home language so correct me if I’m wrong with some of the lyrics 😓( also ib: an old video on YouTube)
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Translating Nyarlathotep’s names, titles, and epithets into Middle Egyptian for funsies
Middle Egyptian is the version of the Ancient Egyptian language that was spoken from about 2000 BCE (4000 years ago) to 1300 BCE (3300 years ago). I’ve been learning it for several months now, but since I am still learning there are many epithets I just do not know how to translate yet (and I could be wrong even about the ones I think I do know how to translate). Also, I’m pretty sure that the lore around Nyarlathotep is that he was in Egypt in the Old Kingdom, when they spoke Old Egyptian not Middle Egyptian, but I don’t know Old Egyptian so fuck it, we ball.
All the hieroglyphs I’m going to show here should be read left to right, top to bottom. If you want to change them to be read right to left (which is how hieroglyphs were usually read), you just have to mirror reverse them so they face the other way. Hieroglyphs can’t be read bottom to top, however, so you can’t change that. Some formatting changes would be required to change the ones that are primarily horizontal to being primarily vertical, and vice versa.
First off: His name.
Originally, I was going to start this post with a punishingly long explanation of exactly what all this means and why I have all these different variations of the name. I think an explanation like that is necessary to put somewhere on this post, but I don’t want to force people who just do not care to read all that, so I’ve put it at the very end beneath a “keep reading.”
Now for (some) epithets and titles:
“Mighty Messenger:”
Transliteration: wpwty wsr. A way to pronounce it: Weputy weser or uputy user.
“Great Messenger:”
Transliteration: wpwty wr. A way to pronounce it: Weputy wer or Uputy ur.
The “Black Pharaoh:”
There are two ways to write this one. The first is this:
Transliteration: nsw km. A way to pronounce it: Nesu kem.
It means “black king” not “black pharaoh,” but I think it might make more sense to say it this way. The way you’d say “black pharaoh” is like this:
Transliteration: pr-ʿȝ km. A way to pronounce it: Per a’a kem.
This literally means “the black Great House,” since the word “pharaoh” literally means “Great House.” This would be sort of like if Nyarlathotep appeared on earth today in the form of a United States president and we called him “the black White House,” or if he appeared as a Russian president and we called him “the black Kremlin.” The problem with this one is that I’m not so clear on if the rules for stacking adjectives would even allow for you to say this.
Also, fun fact, Ancient Egyptians considered black to be a good colour, since they associated it with the fertile soil beside the Nile. So this title would not be sinister to them. Like if Nyarlathotep appeared as a US president and we called him “the cool awesome White House.”
“Soul (of the Other Gods):”
Transliteration: kȝ kywy nṯrw. A way to pronounce it: Ka keywey netcheru.
It’s hard to just translate “soul” directly into Egyptian because the Ancient Egyptians didn’t just believe in “a soul,” they believed in a bunch of different parts of a soul that all did different things. The part I’ve used for this translation is the ka, because I think it’s the closest to what we might think of when we hear the word “soul.” I think you could make an argument that since Nyarlathotep’s job is to go and enact the Other God’s will for them, he could be considered their akh, but the akh is a very distinctly Egyptian concept and has lot to do with being dead and getting to the Egyptian afterlife, so I don’t think it works well here. You might also argue that he could be their heart (ib) since the Egyptians thought that you did your thinking with your heart instead of your brain, and Nyarlathotep seems to be a lot more capable of thought than the rest of the “blind, voiceless, mindless” Other Gods, but hearts don’t go out and do things for you so I don’t think that one works either.
“Soul and messenger (of the Other Gods):”
Transliteration: kȝ wpwty kywy nṯrw. A way to pronounce it: Ka weputy keywey netcheru.
“God of a Thousand Forms:”
Transliteration: nṯr ḫprw ḫȝ. A way to pronounce it: Netcher kheperu kha.
Also, as a bonus, I noticed while I was looking for epithets to translate that Fungi From Yuggoth calls Azathoth the “Lord of All.” That’s an Azathoth epithet, so I don’t really have an excuse to translate it into Egyptian, but “Lord of All” is also a common epithet for the Egyptian god Horus. If I ever write that thing about Egyptian gods fighting Nyarlathotep then I will find a way to exploit this. Anyway, here’s how you can say “Lord of All:”
Transliteration: nb tm. A way to pronounce it: Neb tem.
Nyarlathotep’s name is kind of a nightmare to try and spell with the Ancient Egyptian alphabet (good for him, he’d probably want it that way). Here’s my long ass explanation of why I chose to write it the ways I did in this post:
Why is his name spelled without vowels?:
In Ancient Egyptian writing, the vowels are usually left out and only the consonant sounds in words are written down (it’s a lot like Hebrew in this way). The Egyptians eventually did create a system for writing vowels, and that was used for words that Egyptian readers wouldn’t already know how to pronounce, like foreign names. Nyarlathotep, coming from outer space, would be pretty foreign to them, but the earliest vocalic writing is from the end of the Old Kingdom. I’m going to use that as an excuse to say it didn’t exist when he was around and just not bother with it, because there is no way to spell his name in any vocalic writing system that isn’t incomplete and/or confusing (there are two A’s in there and one of them is right next to an L and that is An Issue). The Is in the spellings of his names with the eye symbol in them do not count as vowels, because they are actually transliteration symbols for a consonant sound.
The L sound:
The L sound in his name is an issue because Ancient Egyptian languages might have had an L sound in them, at some point, but they might’ve not. Basically: If you’ve ever done one of those things that will tell you how to write your name in hieroglyphs, you’ve probably been told that this vulture glyph 𓄿 makes an A sound. That is only true in certain types of vocalic writing. The rest of the time it made a consonant sound. We don’t know what consonant sound, though, because the Egyptians stopped pronouncing it in the New Kingdom. Our best guess (based on it being used to transcribe words from other languages that we know had L and R sounds) is that it made a sound like L or R, which is why I’ve used it here for the L sound.
Why are there all those variations around the TH sound?:
Ancient Egyptian languages did not have a TH sound, and the Egyptian letter T and the Egyptian letter H did not combine to make a new sound like they do in English. They did have an F sound, so you could just spell it Nyarlafotep instead. However, “hotep” (transliteration: ḥtp) is an actual Ancient Egyptian word. It means “peace.” Many Ancient Egyptian names are the name of a god + ḥtp, for example “Amenhotep” which means “Amen is at peace.” That the Ancient Egyptians would have thought Nyarlathotep’s name meant that someone called Nyarlat was at peace is too deliciously ironic to ignore, and that meaning is lost if you spell it NYRLFTP. The two options to preserve that meaning are to make the T the bread loaf glyph 𓏏 (this would change the pronunciation to Nyarlat-hotep) or to try and keep the TH sound somewhat by putting the horned viper glyph 𓆑 in there (this would change the pronunciation to Nyarlaf-hotep).
What do the variations with the eye sign in them mean?:
The eye sign is a hieroglyph that makes two consonant sounds. These sounds are transliterated ir, but that i does not represent an actual I sound (except in vocalic writing). Usually, i made a glottal stop sound, but sometimes it made a Y sound. This means you could use the eye glyph for the consonants YR in his name (and this is cosmic horror, where we like eyeballs and put them on everything wherever we can). However, this might make the name even more confusing to read, because it makes it easy to mistake the Y in the name for a glottal stop.
Why is his name in a cartouche?:
The names of pharaohs (and only pharaohs) were written inside cartouches. And not just any of the pharaoh’s names. Pharaohs had several different types of names, and only the throne name and birth name were written in cartouches. This means it could be debated wether or not it would be proper for his name to be written in a cartouche. However, Nyarlathotep is not actually from Egypt, he’s from space, and at least one of the stories he’s in portrays him as a showman who uses aesthetic connections to Ancient Egypt as a gimmick to get people to come see his brainwashing prophecies of doom, so I feel like he would not care if it was proper or not and would use it anyway because it’s a very recognizable piece of iconography. But if we found hieroglyphic carvings by Ancient Egyptians that warned of the evils of the god Nyarlathotep, his name might not be written in a cartouche and instead be written with the determinative for god 𓀭 after it.
#nyarlathotep#cthulhu mythos#lovecraft#ancient egypt#lovecraftian horror#cosmic horror#lovecraftian#ancient egypt stuff#ava has thoughts#id in alt#tw caps
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୨୧ __ ENHYPEN : ARCHIVE ׅ ⊹
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a collection of enhypen smaus for all members being gamers, all the stories are connected with one another as they take place in the same world.
୨୧ ot7
what's your love language? - 50 & 100 follower event
୨୧ hyung line
nothing here
୨୧ maknae line
as random texts ib me & my friends convos - crack + fluff | smau
୨୧ lee heesung
a pause in the chaos - fluff | req
boyfriend heesung texts - crack+ fluff | req
୨୧ park jongseong
jay courting you - fluff | req
୨୧ sim jaeyun
letter of the heart - fluff | req
୨୧ park sunghoon
"you wish" - fluff | drabble
best for you - angst | fic
our shared rhythm - fluff | drabble
୨୧ kim sunwoo
what the heart wants | teaser - fluff + hurt/comfortish | fic ♥
୨୧ yang jungwon
what the heart wants | teaser - fluff + hurt/comfortish | fic
୨୧ nishimura riki
eternal bond - fluff | req ♥ ♦
boyfriend riki texts - crack + fluff | fake texts ♥ ♦
©levandright - do not copy or steal
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♰ 𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢 𝐀𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ♰
𝑊𝑖𝑡𝒉𝑖𝑛 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑃𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑚, 𝑎 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑤 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑠 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑢𝑝𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑔𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑛. 𝐴 𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑛𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝒉 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝒉𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑡𝒉𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒.
⊱ 𝑂𝑛𝑒-𝐬𝒉𝑜𝑡𝑠 ⊰
☁︎ 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐈 𝐂𝐚𝐧, 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭?
You make Levi jealous after an argument, how will he react? Levi × Reader, SFW, fluff.
☁︎ 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬
Levi fluff with a little daughter, househusband!Levi.
☁︎ 𝐍𝐨 𝐄𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞
Pre-rumbling!Levi, Wendigo!reader. Gore, Angst, Death.
☁︎ 𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬
Postwar!Levi × Caretaker!Reader, Established Relationship, Domestic Fluff, Use of Petnames.
⊱ 𝐷𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑠 ⊰
☁︎ 𝐃𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐆𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞.
Short drabble of aftercare, Levi × Reader, SFW, fluff.
☁︎ 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭
Fluffy drabble of chubby!Levi × Reader.
☁︎ 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐂𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐀 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐝
Fluffy drabble of modern Au!Levi × Reader.
☁︎ 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐀 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 . . .
Little Spoon!Grumpy!Levi Ackerman, Big Spoon!Sunshine!Reader, Domestic Fluff
☁︎ 𝐃𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐅𝐥𝐲 𝐎𝐟𝐟 𝐓𝐨𝐨 𝐅𝐚𝐫 . . .
Domestic Fluff, Sfw, Short and Random Drabble.
☁︎ 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞
You wake Levi up to watch the sunrise together. Grumpy!Levi × Sunshine!Reader
☁︎ 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭
Levi brushes your hair after a bath together.
☁︎ ‘𝐒𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧?’ ‘𝐘𝐞𝐬, 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧.’
Levi Ackerman × Blind!Reader, Face-touching, Use of Petnames, Ib: Aleksander & Emma from Veil Kotteri
⊱ 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠 ⊰
☁︎ 𝐌𝐲 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲
Sugar daddy!Levi × Reader
☁︎ 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢?!
Zeke angers French!Levi. AOT incorrect quotes.
⊱ 𝑆𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 ⊰
☁︎ 𝐁𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭
Long series of obsessive!Levi × Reader, angst. Discontinued.
☁︎ 𝐕𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐭 𝐓𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐲
Grand Duke!Levi Ackerman × Grand Duchess!Reader, Victorian Period, Somewhat Archaic Vocabulary, Ongoing.
©levispersonalslave 2024 All rights reserved; modifications, translations and reposts are strictly prohibited on any platforms.
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all mine ──── reo mikage x gn! reader.
about. two souls who are oblivious to each other's feelings. | ib all mine, plaza. fluffy but not rly fluff..? wc of 690+
notes. whenever i listen to that song, it reminds me of reo idk why. AND Y'ALL THOUGHT I FORGOT ABOUT BLUE LOCK HUH SHAME ON U
popular mikage reo is loved amongst students, perhaps even hated. who knows. but there were only two sides, love and hate. all the girls in school wanted mikage reo and all the boys wanted to be like mikage reo. to put simply, he is the dream of everyone.
he gets everything he wants. money, success, fame, women, nagi seishirou. whatever that he desires, he gets.
so what happens when he doesn't get what he wants?
more like, what would happen if a student that wants him, ends up not wanting him anymore…?
reo mikage is oblivious to the times where you tried so hard to talk to him or be in his presence. to even get his attention through a crowd of dedicated fangirls and haterboys is just so hard. so not even one week of attempting to express your feelings, you have completely cut them off like cutting a mere thread.
sometime after you left, reo mikage started to notice you. how ironic is that? the popular mikage reo finally notices you, quite a popular student too. you were popular for your performing arts talent, often seen performing for school events or even outside of school.
the mikage attempted a chase and attract challenge for quite some time. but there was not even once where you would look his way and smile or blush or anything. now he felt like his desires weren't going to be fulfilled. he should've paid you more mind when you used to like him.
“yo mikage! you ever get the news on why l/n doesn't fawn over you like everyone else?”
he does. in fact, he wonders about it all the damn time. it was shocking that there are actually people who don't pay any mind to the mikage.
“they said l/n used to like you but gave up because you're wayyy too popular, man. they don't want you anymore.”
oh. talented y/n used to like reo mikage. that's a little disappointing. maybe a bit more disappointing. okay reo is lying to himself. he is extremely disappointed. he is disappointed at himself for how he never paid you any attention when you used to like him. if only he wasn't so oblivious then only would he make things work.
he could have you all for himself this entire time. he could have told people that talented y/n is all his. he would say “y/n is all mine” proudly.
is there a second chance for him in your heart? he is eager to know. so reo mikage is going to try to get your attention now. will he succeed or not? oh reo mikage prays. if not, he will do even the most ridiculous of stunts to get you to look at him just once. at least once.
truth is, he didn't even have to try. he was always in your heart. you'll only look his way whenever he isn't looking so you'd admire him from afar. how pathetic talented y/n is, to think that you have no chance with ace student reo mikage.
will this complex love story ever be solved?
yeah.
“will you ever look my way, y/n?! i've been trying so hard to talk to you. why won't you notice my feelings for you?!” reo mikage loses his patience and snaps at you.
in class, right where you sat completing your music sheet. and the mikage who snapped all of a sudden in the middle of a free period where the entire class paused at the outburst.
“i like you y/n, please just acknowledge my existence!”
oh dear. someone's angry.
“not like i don't acknowledge your existence. you're very much known to me. but the feelings part is not what i expected,” you said, looking at your music sheet and at reo. “i like you too.”
and that was all it took for two oblivious souls to acknowledge their feelings for each other. it isn't that hard to just... go up and talk. another day, and reo mikage gets to finally call the school's most talented performer “all mine.”
© SENEON 2024 ♰ do not repost, alter, or translate.
#﹙🗝️ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ 𝐰𝐫𝖎𝐭𝖎𝐧𝐠﹚#reo mikage#mikage reo#reo x reader#reo mikage x reader#reo x you#reo x y/n#blue lock#blue lock reo#blue lock hcs#blue lock fluff#blue lock imagines#bllk#bllk x reader#bllk reo
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Hii! It’s me, again. Greet me as I greet you:). Today I’ll be listing the very few pet names, phrases of endearment kwasha kwacima… that I know. It’s Valentimes asibe happy sibe merry.
ps: Don’t hold your breath I’m not good at this.
Xhosa and Zulu translated to English(barely)
Sphalaphala sam = My pretty one
Phakade lam = My forever
Soka lami = My partner
Izinyanya zivumile = The ancreators have agreed
Impilo yami ngeke ibe lutho ngaphandle kwakho = My life would be nothing without you
Inhliziyo yami eyakho, uthando lwami lungangolwandle = My heart is yours. My love for you is greater than the ocean/ ocean deep
Mandibon’ ubuhle bakho ikhanda livele lidume = Your beauty makes my head spin
Ngiyocaca naye = I’m going to marry them/him/her
Noma bengathini wena ungowami = Nevermind the naysayers you’re mine.
Inhliziyo yami ishaya kancane mangizwa izwi lakho = My heart beats settles when I hear your voice
Thandiwe = Beloved
#wakanda forever#queen ramonda x reader#okoye x reader#nakia x reader#t’challa x reader#shuri x reader#riri williams x reader#ayo x aneka#black panther 2#iinkonde
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