Conlanging: A How-ToAre you the sort of person who looks at Elvish script and realizes with excitement that those gorgeous squiggles actually mean something? When watching Avatar, did you find yourself trying to work out certain Na’vi words? Have you ever wished you could make up your own language, whether as something to share with your friends when you were young, or else a deeper element to flesh out your personal universe? If so, you’re damn weird. But you’re also lucky, because this article for the layman is going to make your linguistic dreams a reality.Conlanging: A How-To2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
We’re going to talk about language. More specifically, we’re going to talk about what happens when we take language apart into its little recognizable pieces, because it’s from these pieces of real, natural languages that we build our constructed languages, or conlangs. Essentially, you’re going to get a crash-cours
There are galaxies in your eyesThere's a universeThere are galaxies in your eyes2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
inside of you-
it's been there quite a while,
and I only hope
you see the constellations
that scintillate in your smile
and I've heard
there's billions of galaxies
scattered in the sky,
but I swear
at least half of them
are resting in your eyes.
List of Dragons used in Naruto-Sasuke-LovetriangleIfri:List of Dragons used in Naruto-Sasuke-Lovetriangle1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Facts: first dragon from the reader
loves to tease
protective of the person who summons him
has a temper especially around other dragons
guardian of reader
Facts: third dragon from
Just Another Love StoryMilly was reading Water Babies. More accurately, she was trying to read it, while simultaneously ignoring her sister's obnoxiously loud rap CD and not stressing about her Psych test. Even more accurately, she was trying not to think about Jasper. It wasn't the best choice of novel for that.Just Another Love Story6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She laid the flimsy paperback on her desk and looked at the bookshelf. She could give up on her set work and pick an old favourite. It wasn't as if she were failing Lit. Reluctantly, she picked the book up again. She didn't need anything more to feel guilty about. She was about to start reading when she realised that there was something caught in the back cover.
She slipped her fingers behind the pages and pulled out a sheet of notepaper. Something was written at the top in strong, loopy handwriting. She smiled bitterly. She'd thought it was Jasper's handwriting for moment. There was no escaping him. She absent-mindedly began reading.
I'm sorry. Forgive me, Milly?
IntetarAlguien dijo sin prisaIntetar6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
que los hombres no lloran
yo no se quien lo dijo
pero quiero advertir
que le que siente en su pecho
que las penas afloran
tiene todo el derecho
de llorar y sufrir
El que calla su llanto
callara su alegria
el simetrico opuesto de reir es llorar
como el sol y la luna
es la noche y el dia
cuando mas has sufrido
mas aprendes a amar
Si contara los golpes
que me ha dado la vida
y las puertas que nunca
me quisieron abrir
seria enorme la suma
de la inmensa medida
de castigos y engaños
que aprendi a resistir
Cada "NO" que escuchaba
se crecio en mi memoria
y jamas el orgullo
me dejo claudicar
si al final del camino
encontre la victoria
se lo devo a una cosa
MouetteMouetteMouette6 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
There was a town built on the edge of the sea, a Venice that has become an Atlantis. It was called Port-à-la-Mer, and it was a sinking city. The sand underneath one side had been eroding for decades, and the flood that overtook the other side one year had never receded all of the way back with the tides. Port-à-la-Mer was slowly, but gracefully, sliding into the ocean. I remember the floor of Mouette's house being uneven because of this, the year before her family moved out.
I loved Port-à-la-Mer: All the little stucco houses with their open windows and doorways were built on platforms and criss-crossed by boardwalks, bridges, and canals. I envied Mouette for living there. I wanted to stick my feet in the water whenever I liked, watch the sea serpents gracefully undulate below the surface of the clear water, and ride in the little wooden boats that went beyond the town limits and fished for things with silver scales.
When the time came to move out of that
ENTRE PIEDRASSucedió que estando yo en mi vida sin tiempo en mi forma de lobo, mi mundo fue alterado, mis garras cayeron, mi pelaje desapareció, y mis colmillos dejaron pequeños dientes en su lugar.ENTRE PIEDRAS5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
En mi nueva forma de hombre vague por un mundo extraño tratando de olfatear algo conocido. En una ciudad desierta, hecha de piedra y metal, no encontré seres vivos, sino rocas, estatuas en las casas, los parques y escuelas, solo estatuas.
en el pecho de las estatuas había inscripciones; "mírame pero no me observes", "óyeme, no me escuches". Seguí buscando y encontré diferentes mensajes en cada estatua, "no me toques", "no me quieras", "no pienses en mi". Seguí buscando y desempolvando piedras, "no me hagas pensar", encontré en una.
"Ni siquiera lo intentes" decía otra, "NO. No lo hagas, no quiero vivir". Entre mas buscaba mas desesperantes y tristes eran las palabras que encontraba. "No quiero salir", "No quiero ver l
MvM: Strict's Classroom!TEEEEEEEEEEEEN HUT!MvM: Strict's Classroom!7 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
It's time for you to get another lesson of destroying these pitiful tin trash cans.
So seat your ass and listen carefully, because I am NOT going to repeat myself!
Every class has its advantages and disadvantages in a fight. But there is 9 classes and just 6 spots in the team! How to make the best choice of your teammates? You are going to learn it here!
Every team should consist of three different roles:
Firepower! It's the first line of defense and privates that are interested in ABSOLUTELY NOTHING but dealing as much damage as possible to the right targets.
Crowd Control classes:
Their job is keepi
White FlagIn a way, I am both the luckiest and the unluckiest person in the world. I’m twenty-four, reasonably socialized, and have never experienced the pain of personal death. Sure, I’ve had distant uncles and grand-parents pass on, but no one I’ve felt genuinely close to. For that, I’m probably fortunate. However, each year, the gap between my inevitable experience with mortality and I has closed in, tighter and tighter, and as I write this, I am preparing to say goodbye to my best friend.White Flag1 month ago in Editorial More Like This
I met the Rat, formerly known as Snowball, when I was only seven. He was the size of a small cantaloupe and skated across the living room floor. Three months old. He howled all day and night, worse than a hooker scrounging to pay rent. At night, we kept him in a crate tucked underneath the stairs, so we wouldn’t hear him barking, which I felt to be an unbearable punishment for what occurs to me now must have been a legitimate hellion. New pet owners must feel exactly as new mot
Del amor desesperadoDel amor desesperadoDel amor desesperado8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Amarte es querer beberme el universo
y en suspenso desangrarte,
desearte con tanto esmero
que temo algún día poder encontrarte.
Amarte es romper los cristales
que atan cada fantasía,
e intentar recuperarte
de entre mis más tristes días.
Eres como fuego en mi
y al mismo tiempo, eres hielo,
pues congelas mi existir;
los momentos son eternos.
Amarte, lo juro, es verso
sin rima ni libertad,
sin decisión, sin tormento;
es poesía, nada más.
Todo es un preámbulo de ti,
de tus miradas, de tus silencios
me envuelves en tu vivir,
me robas los sentimientos.
¿Qué hacer ante el dulce amor,
que fastidia pensamientos,
que nos induce al terror,
a la locura y al sufrimiento?
Sin embargo yo te amo,
bajo la máscara y el telón;
atrás de los juramentos,
escondida en el perdón.
Y te deseo tanto que muero
en cada filosofía
que menciona que la vida
se va sólo entre unos besos
fear of butterfliesI have discovered that I am invisible.fear of butterflies8 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
I think about this in the middle of a crowd. It comes into my head, a gray and blue thought, and I hesitate and stretch my forefinger out before me. I wrinkle the skin on the side of my hand and I brace my knuckles, white and red. My bones leap out of their skin and I close my eyes, so the sun is a big silver-white flattened circle on my eyelids, and inside of it, I can see spots of black and orange.
I think about once, in the fifth grade, when I heard my first curse word: shit, uttered from a mouth with fork prongs for teeth. I think about the girls in middle school who called each other whore and then made best-friend necklaces. I think about PE and my best friend, who poked herself in the eye until tears came, and she would sit in the locker room and cry and wouldn't let anyone touch her. I think about boys on the playground chasing girls on the blacktop and I think about the two boys who ran behind the trees in the field and woul
Love, Blood and Tears: Chapter 1Love, Blood & TearsLove, Blood and Tears: Chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
*Note: Chapter 1 and 2 are more like an extended prologue than anything. I cover a lot of ground in the first two chapters. The story slows down after that. The first two chapters basically cover little aspects that you need to know as the story progesses. Please don't let the first two chapter deter you from reading on. Thank you!
"I'm proud of you kid," said Anderson.
"Just remember you were a human before you were a Spectre, you represent all of humanity with your actions," said Udina.
"I won't let you down," said Shepard confidently.
Anderson stepping down and giving Shepard the Normandy? It didn't feel right to her. Pushing papers wasn't his thing but he wanted to give her every chance to succeed in this mission. She knew how much this meant to him and she wasn't going to let
Broken HeartedSometimes it's better to be alone.Broken Hearted3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Love, Blood and Tears: Chapter 50Love, Blood & TearsLove, Blood and Tears: Chapter 503 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Shepard sighed heavily as every step she took felt harder to make. She trudged through the base; intent on saying her goodbyes to her beloved crew. She walked around in a daze, looking at the destruction of the base area alone, until her eyes fell upon a familiar face.
"Hey Commander," Vega solemnly said as Shepard approached him.
"What? No Lola?" she teased with the biggest smile she could muster.
"Huh?…Yeah, sorry," he replied as he looked down at the ground.
"Are you okay?"
"I don't know what I thought I'd feel coming back to Earth," Vega said, "I was ready to fight - ready to die if I had to. But seeing everything like this…"
Shepard swallowed down her own concerns and fears as she braced Vega's arm; knowing that his resolve needed to be strengthened in that moment.
"I know it's hard, but this is only temporary," she said as she locked eyes with him. "We will win this. So stay focused and don't let them shake your resolve."
"I know, I kn
Litere de nepronuntatA se trezeşte pe la prânz,Litere de nepronuntat5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
îşi pune visele în cutii
ca să le termine de visat
în următoarea noapte,
apoi se duce la baie
să îşi dea jos ridurile zilei de ieri
şi să se spele pe dinţi
să scape şi de gustul ei.
În restul zilei se plimbă pe străzi,
mai ia un mic dejun,
se mai îndrăgosteşte de o literă,
mai calcă într-un cuvânt,
mai pierde o virgulă
şi pe ea din când în când,
ca să se găsească apoi
la cine ştie ce colţ de stradă.
Seara când ajunge acasă începe să numere
prin alfabetul şi patul câtor litere
mai trebuie să treacă până îl va cunoaşte pe X,
cu care ştie că va fi fericită
şi va număra fluturi până vor adormi
ca să înceapă în fiecare noapte alt vis.
Se opreşte din adunat dup
Onlar YanLI$ BiliyorOnlar YanLI$ Biliyor7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Puslu soğuk hava
En sevdiğim mevsimdi
Aynada üzgün yüzüm
Buna birisi sebep diyor
Yaptığım birçok seyin
Hiçbir amacı yok
Buna o sebep diyor
Bir ben gerçeği biliyorum ve
Onlar yanlıs biliyor
Kimsenin suçu değil bu
Onun suçu değil bu
Kader oyunu değil bu
Bu benim suçum
Onlar Yanlış Biliyor
Eulogy for BearEulogy for Bear5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A friend devolves and a beast acquires a soul
These journeys are begun for reasons
that we soon forget. Some of Adam's kin
jettison little-by-little their sacred selves,
finally separating from the human family to
run mad with the currency of
wild nature's uncharitable law.
But some of the beasts become us;
attached by leash they pull us through parks,
we wrestle them like unruly boys
and dress them in old clothes (forgive us).
And in the darkest night when evil is about
we steady their tattered nerves
when we ourselves are fearful
and thus we find our common tongue
loyalty until death, courage, love.
Daddy I miss youDad, Its been 13 years nowDaddy I miss you3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
13 years since you last laughed
13 years since your last tears
13 years since I last saw you
13 years since you last held me close
13 years since you last said I love you
13 years might seem like a long time
but to me it feels like just yesterday
It feels like just yesterday I was wondering when my daddy would come home
It feels like just yesterday that I realized that you never would
13 years of grief
While everyone else moved on, I cried
13 years of wishing you were here
Wishing that you could hold me close again
13 years of being fatherless
Wishing that I had someone to call Dad
Dad its been 13 years now
and im finally grown up
but I still miss you every day
As I will for every year to come until I see you again
RIP Anthony Charles Boisvert
Photo EditingYou have never really seen me.Photo Editing2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This