#duolinguo

[crucified-dustymole]

no but why are they giving me the same vibe here…? 😭😭

[unlikecharreal]

DONT TELL ME WHAT TO DO WITH MY PHONE DUOLINGUO

(the art is not mine)

Edit: it has happened again he knows I’m scrolling on tumblr

[plumadesatada]

Bwhahaha my Duolingo plus family subscription expired (don't judge me I got it before they decided human translators and the actual entire community could be replaced with badly-trained predictive-text-on-steroids) and I chose not to renew it (for aforementioned issues, which i wrote about in my 1 star playstore review)

mom, an avid Duolingo user, was like "the super is gone 😭 the ads are back 🤮"

I explained about the mass firing and she immediately said "well we're definitely not renewing the subscription then. I shall ignore the ads with relish"

and I was like "I'll do you one better" and through the power of piracy got us both a cracked version of the app with full super duolinguo unlocked, because I don't want those pieces of shit getting even $0.000001 ad revenue and also i dont wanna watch ads

viva la piratería!

[iam-lnt]

so i've just started Duolinguo's french podcast and i was hooked. like the stories are absolutely awesome and wholesome and i just want to doodle some heartwarming scenes i have had in my head while listening so like

i'll post doodles until duo updates its french podcast

[magnetictapedatastorage]

[0mega-x]

You (2nd person singular) are doing (2nd person plural) well. TF Duo ??

[enchantechante]

[theloopweaver]

Did that bear go drinking with Descartes?

One of my favorites lately

an oldie but goodie

[warau-okami]

How to Ditch Duolingo and Actually Learn Japanese

Want an alternative to Duolingo now that they're firing workers and resorting to AI slop? Here's a much better way to study Japanese.

[plumadesatada]

@hobbular re:your tags. your phone wouldn't happen to be an Android, would it???

Is it really that bad to want to learn welsh if one is not from there? :/

...what?

I strongly suspect you have completely misread a different post, but for clarity's sake, my official stance on non-Welsh people learning Welsh is here.

[plumadesatada]

absolutely stunning machine translation right here

"the unit of the chinese character, or sinogram, is the line. in chinese writing, there are 8 basic hits. These 8 simple lines can have many variations, 29 in total, called complex cerebrovascular accidents."

[iam-lnt]

post doodles until duo updates its french podcast day 3

[0mega-x]

Duolinguo gave me that Duolinguo Super thing for 3 days yesterday and I went a little bit crazy on it...

But hey now I know when I'm single Ich bin ledig and when I'm married Ich bin verheiratet

[hpetrr]

Experimenting with how I draw Amy’s hair since I might draw her again soon

[sgiandubh]

Jottings: Season 7, episode 8. Just fucking try me

By TPTB's Sovereign Decree, this season is - as we all know - split in two, which proved to be at the same time abysmally disrespectful to ***'s subscribers, frustrating - to say the least- to Netflixers, but involuntarily prescient, given the current SAG-AFTRA stalemate. The protracted strike scenario (still a possibility) would have truly flunked OL, drowning it in a sea of irrelevance and effectively making all promo impossible. So, let us count our blessings and bide our time: it ain't over till the fat lady sings. For the time being, we are still haunted by Sinéad's moving huskiness. For the sake of speculation only, I wonder if they are going to stick with this option until the official end of Season 7, as an homage of sorts. Or promote somebody else, while time and space are still available to do so.

You are definitely going to need tissues for this one. And any random type of your favorite comfort food. It is intense. It is almost impeccable. SS & RR sketches are tolerably short. S is supercalifragilistic. C is giving it her all and she is just perfect. And all the rest are flawless. So, pardon the sarcasm deficit and perhaps also my less fluid quill: you surely know, by now, my struggle with encomium is real.

The bonnie wee swordsman moment immediately brought to this book outsider's mind the exceptional fanfic author on AO3. So, if you still missed Flood My Mornings, by some obscure glitch in the Matrix, do give it a try. It is one of my top 3 , with #1 being @zeya-zg's TRS (it packs a punch, takes great risks and does so with grace). And yes - blasphemy ensues - the swordsman's fic is simply better than Herself in so, so many ways. A good starting point for a Droughtlander of undetermined amplitude (what in the name of hoo-ha is 'the story continues next year' supposed to mean?), for example. But I digress.

With Saratoga 2.0 in plain, inevitable sight, I incorrectly presumed we would see the blue light mojo - is it in Bees...? more plausibly so - and I am glad C saved JAMMF's finger. My sick mind did try to imagine a mutilated limb at some point in time, failed to do so and had to reboot entirely. I am grateful to the writer for having spared me a potential ordeal, in this respect. I am, however, less grateful to the same writer for butchering up to the point of no return the very delicate scene between Rachel Hunter and Young Ian, who initially fail to get their (impossibly to reach) bearings. It feels contrived at first, reads as injudicious as trying to become proficient in Thai after spending three hours on Duolinguo and jumps on the storyline's windshield out of virtually nowhere. The main weak point of this season (spare SS/RR's endless death row sojourn) has to be the blatant injustice done by the writers to characters I wanted to see and hear more of: the Hunter siblings, Buck Mackenzie and yes, William himself.

Speaking of William, there is an epic but fleeting moment outside Simon Fraser's tent, just after Jamie gives him his tricorn hat, that made me wonder out loud. Who are you, first and foremost, Ellesmere: a courtier? a soldier? a son? All three avatars briefly cross his face and if that is not prowess, I don't know what is. Enthusiastic kudos, again.

Cynical, lunatic, despicable me ugly cried three times in a row. Laudanum. Simon Fraser. The Scottish shores. That is a lot for one single intake.

Spoiler: I must have eaten something that disagreed with me. For such an inconsistent character, Simon Fraser saved his soul with this intense, dignified and subdued moment. There is something akin to a Roman deathbed scene one could perhaps find in Tacitus' Histories, essentially thanks to S's perfectly mastered gravitas. So yes, you can cry for the sudden demise of a secondary character you had no sympathy for and on top of that be surprised by your own tears.

A death that proves instrumental for their return to Scotland. And maybe it is time we acknowledge the simple fact that Scotland never really was just a trope of all this intricate narrative scaffolding, but a character in its own right. It is alive and it prompts the kind of raw, irrational emotions able to make your tears well up all the same in Bilbao, in Vancouver, in Seattle, in Athens or in Cairo. And it doesn't matter if you could not place Inverness on a map before finding out that well, people do disappear all the time, or if you were haunted since forever by majestic visions of glens & lochs. You will fall and you will fall hard, despite all the misgivings and the shortcomings, of which there are many.

We leave them teary-eyed on a boat sailing near the Scottish shores. It is a carefully chosen and very effective parting moment. Overall, this was an excellent half-season, if you chose to ignore Mordor's endless, reckless and soulless bitching. I sometimes wish for all these people to suddenly develop an interest for origami or find another obsessable rookie duo or simply try to be happy on their own. Nothing more, but nothing less.

This Droughtlander will be a massive pain in the rear. Mark me. And I am finally allowed to hope for better sleep patterns. But hey, no regrets: it was worth it, always is. They are worth it. A lot.

Gif choice could only involve a ship. Credit given to @avasetocallmyown. Very elegant :)

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Mandolinguo: It's Duolinguo, but the threat is real

Have you ever sat down and asked yourself, "What if There Was Duolinguo for Mando’a? What would that even look like?"

Yeah, something like that. Can't have your prey customers stopping half way through a module now, can you? They really should have read the Terms and Conditions...

In this fic, we have:

Satine Kryze's language kink unwittingly changing the course of the galaxy.

One very excited intern!

One confused and amused Ursa Wren.

"Satine commits cultural genocide" as Death Watch propaganda - shame everyone's listening to it :(

Pre Vizla throwing a tantrum when he can't complete "Mando'a 101". He should have paid more attention as a kid.

And of course, a healthy dose of background Obitine. Just to add some spice to the proceedings.