#language difference

[rat-rosemary]

George is clearly an alpha that’s putting up an act to look more like omega. He constantly acts soft and demurer but fans during meet and greets has said he has an alpha scent on him.

ANON I AM KILLING YOU WITH HAMMERS.

I hate this. George and Sapnap have to deal with this bullshit all the time and it infuriates me. There's nothing wrong about being a soft Alpha!? What the fuck is wrong with you guys????

So many people claiming they're undoing their internalized omegaphobia and them they say this kind of shit. What of he is more demure and soft and an Alpha??? Who gives a fuck???

There is no right or proper way to behave as a gender, and I'm tired of people pretending there is.

You are no different from your great-grandfathers who would force Omegas to live barefoot in the kitchen. Fuck you.

[writing-oof]

Shroud foster care au

(My sibling thinks it's funny I wrote Wilbur a child who doesn't speak mere days before he got Tallulah on the QSMP.)

[Shroud is nothing like Wilbur expects.]

Shroud is nothing like Wilbur expects.

When the social worker rang him at half past eleven on a Thursday night, he'd been certain with an ice-cold chill that something had gone terribly wrong with Tommy's paperwork.

He'd forgotten that his status as a fosterer was still firmly set at *open* and, when the social worker requested they talk it through in person, Wilbur had immediately agreed.

Three hours later and well into the next morning, Wilbur had quite the shock at realizing that the conversation had nothing to with Tommy's adoption and everything to do with the tiny black-haired boy hiding behind Puffy like a shield.

-----

"Hello," Wilbur says, as softly and as warmly as he can manage.

The kid hazards a glance, peeking up at Wilbur from beneath the half-matted fringe that hangs in front of his eyes.

"This is Shroud," Puffy says, a comforting hand on the boy's shoulder.

"Hi," Wilbur says, raising a hand to wave a bit. The boy smiles toothily before turning his face into Puffy's side.

"He's a bit shy," Puffy warns and Wilbur smiles.

"He'll find space here, then," Wilbur says, "plenty of room to talk here."

And there is, with Tommy out of the house half the day committing horrific sins with his friends and Fundy still a bit too little to talk.

---

"Do you want to play with a new friend today, Shroud?"

Shroud hums, considering her. He isn't really interested in making new friends, but the social worker looks so excited. Shroud nods, eyeing the new man warily from behind his social worker's legs.

"Well, hello there," the man greets. His smile is bright and his hair is dark.

Shroud exhales, a nearly wordless grunt.

The man smiles wider and says, "My name's Wilbur. I hear you like bugs. Is that right?"

Shroud tilts his head, thinking. He *does* like bugs, but they're not nearly as cool as spiders. Sometimes, when he's alone, he likes to think that *he's* the spider. Sometimes, people look at him the same way they look at spiders.

---

The car is loud.

It roars as it rumbles down the street, Shroud's insides melting into goop with every bump in the road.

He slots the tip of his thumb between his teeth and tips forward in the car seat, straining against the straps across his chest.

Ms. Puffy says something, but the words are too fuzzy for him to hear.

Shroud lets his head hang forward, his chin pressed against his chest, and gnaws on his fingers until the car finally stops.

He lifts his head and looks out the window at a soft yellow house with a snowy white roof. Scattered across the fenced front lawn, a few yard toys catch his attention. A bright pink hula hoop, perfectly round, is haphazardly looped over the corner of a closed tote labeled "Water".

A similar tote labeled "Sand" is pressed against the base of the porch railings. Shroud glances around the yard and, sure enough, there's a small sand pit poking out from around the side of the house.

Shroud squirms in his seat, giddy with anticipation. In all the houses he's been to, he hasn't gotten to *play* before.

Sure, some of them let him mess around with baby toys in the living room, but he's never gotten to mess around *outside*.

Only, some of the other houses had toys outside. Some of them even had swings in the backyard. He still hadn't gotten to *use* any of them.

Shroud frowns, huffing a bit. Hopefully, this family will actually let him play.

Finally, after what feels like ages, Ms. Puffy comes around and opens his door.

Shroud misses not having child locks on the doors, but he supposes jumping out of the car wasn't his *best* idea. The light was red, though, and it wasn't like he was in any real danger in the empty intersection.

Still, he waits for Ms. Puffy to open his door and help him undo the stupid car seat.

If Shroud ever has kids, he's *not* gonna put them in car seats. Those things are *evil*.

Ms. Puffy holds an arm out to help him balance when he gets out of the car and lets him slip under her arm when she walks him to the door.

She says something and Shroud makes a face to try to remind her that he doesn't know what she's saying.

She shifts so she's facing him and points to the new house. 'Wilbur,' she spells with her hands, mouthing the word so he can see the sounds. Then, making the W hand-letter and tapping it to the parent hand-spot in front of her ear, 'Wilbur house.'

Shroud remembers that one; house had been one of the first hand-words they'd shown him, right after yes, and no, and stop, and hurt.

They'd made him practice hand-saying them himself, even though he'd really rather just listen. Or watch.

Still, the yellow building is Wilbur's house and Wilbur is his new sometimes-parent.

Shroud had gotten his first sometimes-parent a few months ago, after the blue men had taken his always-parents away. Since then, he's had a lot of sometimes-parents.

Ms. Puffy knocks on the white door, her knuckles hitting it almost like she's punching it.

After a few seconds, she knocks again and the door makes a latching noise before it swings open to show a tall man with brown hair. The man says something to Ms. Puffy and then turns to Shroud.

'Hello,' the man signs, 'nice to meet you. Want ---- inside?'

Shroud frowns, rocking on his heels. With some prompting from Ms. Puffy, he asks, 'Inside what?'

Wilbur smiles warmly. 'You want G-O inside?'

Shroud looks past the man, peering into the house. It's full of warm colors and soft-looking seats.

'That fine,' Shroud agrees, 'inside.'

He takes the man's offered hand and, very hesitantly, walks inside his new sometimes-house.

---

"My name Fundy," the orange-haired boy signs, rocking a bit on his seat.

Shroud copies him, rocking a bit himself as he tries to decipher the words. Fundy doesn't make the sounds with his mouth like he's supposed to, so Shroud has to pay extra close attention to his hands, but he gets it after a minute or two.

Fundy watches Shroud, so Shroud watches Fundy, and they spend a few minutes sitting together.

Then Fundy signs, "Name you what?"

Shroud frowns. He knows those words on their own, but the order's all weird. "What ask?"

Fundy sits up a little bit straighter and asks, "What your name?"

Shroud huffs. His fingers are tired and he doesn't want to sign back anymore.

Still, he makes himself spell out "S-H-R-O-U-D" and he makes sure Fundy spells it back right.

---

"It's okay," Fundy says happily, patting Shroud on the knee, "I didn't talk when I got here either."

Shroud grunts, poking at Fundy's fingers.

"That's right," Wilbur agrees kindly, "you were very shy at first."

"Oh yeah," Fundy says, nodding, "but then I started talking again, so it's okay."

Wilbur frowns, just a bit, and Fundy pauses.

"Well," Wilbur says, "it would have been okay if you didn't start talking again too, Funds."

Fundy considers him.

"Are you sure?"

"Positive," Wilbur says with a thin smile, "and, on that note, Shroud might not start talking either. And that's alright, too."

Fundy frowns.

"But then how can we play?" he asks and Wilbur laughs warmly.

"Well, you can just keep playing how you have been."

Fundy hums.

"Yeah, I guess."

[panicatthefandomboy]

Just, you can't directly translate the words and stick to the original rythm.

Sweeney Todd the Demon barber of Fleet Steet.

"Mrs. Mooney has a Pie~Shop" vs "Mevrouw Mooney bakt vleespasteitjes" just, you cant do that it's a 7 vs 9 emphasis(?) sentence. I don't know the word, but just:

Mrs.-moo-ney-has-a-pie-shop

vs

mev-rouw-moo-ney-bakt-vlees-pas-tei-tjes

You cant throw that on the same music and expect it to work.

[fairydrowning]

– Noor Unnahar, Instagram account "noor_unnahar"

[TEXT ID: / [Lemons] / My father's mother loved lemons. Years after her passing, / we run out of everything, but never / lemons. / Nothing else shelters grief / better than memory. / It's my father way of saying, / even in your absence, you will be / cared by me. / END ID]

[iwasbored777]

We're not appreciating the Weird Barbie enough. It's said in the movie that she helps everyone who need help while they always see her as someone who's not as good as them. She was friends with all dismissed Barbies and Kens, was there to offer support and safe shelter for everyone who needed it in Kendom, without her nothing in the movie would've been alright. When Stereotypical Barbie calls her "ugly and unwanted" she still helps her.

She was representing a woman in women's world who was pushed aside by other women because she didn't fit in but still had more wisdom and kindness than everyone who thought they're better than her.

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

the fact that shakespeare was a playwright is sometimes so funny to me. just the concept of the "greatest writer of the English language" being a random 450-year-old entertainer, a 16th cent pop cultural sensation (thanks in large part to puns & dirty jokes & verbiage & a long-running appeal to commoners). and his work was made to be watched not read, but in the classroom teachers just hand us his scripts and say "that's literature"

just...imagine it's 2450 A.D. and English Lit students are regularly going into 100k debt writing postdoc theses on The Simpsons screenplays. the original animation hasn't even been preserved, it's literally just scripts and the occasional SDH subtitles.txt. they've been republished more times than the Bible

[mochasucculent]

Was looking at refs and since Viktor has two different leg braces I was wondering, do we think he wears them simultaneously?? The refs don't perfectly line up perspective-wise so it's hard to tell but parts of the one he wears during the Hexcore scenes look like they could maybe line up with the brace that he wears over his clothes, but also some parts really don't and look like they'd be super uncomfy. Also HOW does he take these on and off. Experts weigh in

[spitblaze]

>looking into the official English release of Japanese media

>fandom says the translation is horrible

>ask them if the translation is actually bad or if it was just localized

>they don't understand

>pull out illustrated diagram showing what is a bad translation and what is localization

>they laugh and say 'it's a bad translation'

>check it out anyway

>it's localized

[sickfreaksirkay]

yes im still thinking about gawain’s stupid names

[oobbbear]

I want to post this here too because I’ve seen it happen a few times

Please understand that there are cultural differences and language differences, if you see this happening let the person clarify what they meant, that person might just not be familiar with words the western side of the internet use

[vimbry-moved]

(*1995 and largely icon, personally.

the choice is meant to be what you say now.

couldn't decide on where to comfortably separate the age demographics in the end, so made the focus more on the split of which generations were born into mainstream internet use.

no "other" option, because that would skew the poll out of people choosing terms in other languages/swapping between all of above/indecision

did originally have a wider variety of options such as badge, userpic, e.g. but simplified it down to terms used the most currently by users on this website).

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Vibes based grading system.

(for @epistemologys, who wanted some post-canon, teacher WWX)

[laurellala-comics]

What if the characters in Ace Attorney all texted each other. Because they're friends. <3

(My alt text descriptions were a little long so I've added the individual text exchanges below, btw if there's any way I can improve my alt text please let me know!)

[id: drawing one shows text history between Maya Fey and Phoenix Wright on Nick's phone, starting with older texts at the top

Maya: ramen? (Nick has given this a thumbs up)

now we see texts from today at 11:37

Maya: Burgers?

Nick: sorry, not today, big case :(

Maya: Aww Nick

Maya: I'll pick it up and bring it over!

Maya: ... can i use your credit card (she punctuates the sentence with a big smiling face emoji) /end id]

[id: drawing two shows text history between Phoenix Wright and Miles Edgeworth on Miles's phone, starting with older texts at the top

Edgeworth: This was a riveting article, I thought it might interest you.

now we see texts from today

Nick sends a screenshot of a twitter post that reads: Lawyers help people get through the worst day of their life. They're good at it because they have experience getting through their own worst day, which just so happens to be every waking day of their existence

Miles: Ha.

Nick: Just one "ha"?

Miles: Not your best work.

Nick sends a frowny face :( /end id]

[id: drawing three shows text history between Miles Edgeworth and Maya Fey on Maya's phone. The text bubbles from Maya here are green as a result of her, an iPhone user texting Miles, a google pixel user. Maya has also sprinkled several emojis into Miles's contact name, the libra scales, the angry face emoji, the shouting emoji, and the clashing swords emoji. They're mid conversation and Miles has sent a text bubble so big we can't read the whole thing.

Miles: -completely unnecessary. Doing a Steel Samurai reboot so soon after the series ended is a foolish decision, everyone will be directly comparing the two from the moment the first episode drops. I don't believe they even have a fresh direction for the show, the only difference will be the cgi. God forbid we rock the boat and follow a new character! It's abundantly clear to me that the studio executives are cowards.

Maya: Oh my gosh, and did you see the new outfits? Maya includes a sobbing emoji

Miles: Oh, don't get me started.

we see three dots at the bottom of the screen indicating that Miles is still typing. /end id]

[flikkerij]

elaborate in the tags if you like!

personally i use a mix between i, you and we depending on what i'm talking to myself for. like generally it's i, but when pushing myself to do a task it's "WE are going to get up and do the dishes", and selfcare is "YOU need to take a shower". tho none of this is consistent tbh

[rocketbirdie]

face value

[userarmand]

I wandered the world with him until very late in this modern age. Time eventually destroyed our love for one another. Time withered our gentle intimacy. Time devoured whatever conversation or pleasures we once agreeably shared.

— The Vampire Armand, Anne Rice (1998)