Lesson 2 - CaziluNihongo Lesson 2Lesson 2 - Cazilu6 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
This is lesson 2 of my short lil lessons on the language of Japanese. In this lesson, we'll cover some more basic phrases, and hopefully
get you to hold a little conversation. Got your notebook handy? At this point, you may want to make it look more purrty with some
colour. I'll give you a clever tip (I know, this just keeps getting better and better!! lol) Red is the colour the brain recognises
instantly, so you may want to underline the stuff you know you struggle with in that colour. Just a thought.
Let's move on.
You've already learnt some basics, and we're gunna build on that: Remember hajimemashite? Well, we'll learn some more vocab to
fill out your introduction.
How to say, 'My name is...' and other *fun* phrases
Watashi wa _____ desu. (wa - tash - ee - wa your name - dess) - My name is.... 'Wa' is a particle which marks the
Lesson One - CaziluNihongo - Lesson OneLesson One - Cazilu6 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
This is just a little lesson on the basics of nihongo (Japanese). Before we start learning some words, get a notebook, and dedicate it especially to your
Japanese learning. I tell everyone this, but it really does help to have a notebook. I really dont mind if you copy this lesson and print it off, but
sometimes writing things down by hand can help it stick in, so feel free to do both. Also, just reading what I wrote can get a bit tedious. ^^
Okies, so there are four ways to write Japanese: Hiragana; Katana; Kanji, and Romaji. Hiragana is the standard writing system that Japanese words are
written in, Katana is the writing system exclusively for foreign words according to how the Japanese would say then, and Kanji is the system of one character
per word that was imported from China quite a bit back. Youll often see hiragana and Kanji mixed in together. Romaji is the way to w
My 100 themes challenge list.The 100 themes challenge list I came up with.My 100 themes challenge list.4 years ago in Settings More Like This
003. Kira-Kira Sparkle!
011. Swimming Pool
022. Vacuum Cleaner
024. Ferris Wheel
025. Grocery Store
028. Haunted House
029. Cotton Candy
031. Dream Car
034. Train Station
039. Gender Bender
042. Laughing out Loud
045. Cat Ears
048. Maid Cafe
049. Home Made Cookies
060. Chewing Gum
063. Flee Market
065. Guitar Hero
Bayonetta UMVC3 MovesetBayonetta UMVC3 Moveset3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Ultimate Marvel vs. Capcom 3 Moveset
Species: Umbra Witch
Game Series: Bayonetta
First Appearance: Bayonetta (2010)
Health: 950,000 HP Points
Energy Projection: 7
Fighting Ability: 7
Known as the child born of impure blood, Bayonetta is a member of the Umbra Witch clan that is one of the last of her kind, her kind being almost wiped out by the Umbra Witch's light-world counterpart, the Lumen Sages. After 500 years, Bayonetta was reawakened with no memory of her past, all that she had was the knowledge that she was a witch, and that she needed to kill angels everyday or she'd be dragged down into hell.
Assist Alpha: Witch Twist (Direct, Up)
Assist HC: Wrath of Madame Butterfly
Assist Beta: Flaming Claws (Direct, Front)
Assist HC: Wrath of Madame Butterfly
Assist Gamma: Scarborough Darkness (Shot, Front)
Assist HC: Wrath of Madame Butterfly
Bayonetta will summon f
Writing Prompts 21. Everyone found outWriting Prompts 24 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
4. It's always been this way
5. I know you did it
8. While the music was playing...
9. He smiled, hiding the way he really felt
13. Had I just gone mad, or did I really see that?
18. Just let it go
20. The little kid suddenly started screaming
25. She raised her voice
26. I'm serious
29. A dream I had last night
31. A grin
32. We both knew
36. Everyone was dancing, but no one noticed...
37. You can't make me
42. They kept running, though none of them knew...
44. 'When I grow up,' he said...
45. She was the only one
47. Badly written
48. Brand new
49. You ruined everything
50. No way out
51. A parade
52. A contest
54. There were three of them
on loving a girl who doesn't love herselfYou used to tell her that you’d accept the reminders, the dark shades running down and over the hill of her waist, the shadow of her wrist. Far from unlovable, you said. So far.on loving a girl who doesn't love herself6 months ago in Emotional More Like This
Grudgingly, you realized that you could not fix her. She was not a dismantled puzzle just waiting for you; she was her own brand of porcelain, one you didn’t know how to mold back together. She wasn’t breathing for you.
The moments of silence between you led to a longer period, those weeks when you went days without talking – and you didn’t know if you were supposed to be proud of her or cry.
Stargazed at each other’s words until the night came when you learned she wanted you to kiss her scars and make love to them as if they were her self. You laughed without humor and said, "I might as well kiss them with the fucking blade then." She said nothing.
When she discovered that you would love her and her body and her past – but wouldn’t trace the lines on her skin
What her mind is likeCome, let's take a tourWhat her mind is like5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Come, I will show you
what this girl's mind is like.
It is a dark, twisted place,
or so I have been told.
But don't be scared,
you'll be fine.
It isn't as dark as it seems.
The outside is lovely,
and full of light.
Bright and full of flowers
The outside is full of smiles
and the ramblings of a
teenage girl to her friends.
The outside is the happy voice,
telling her she's pretty,
Inside it is more quiet,
but just as lovely.
Inside it is a little darker,
but the shades are up
and the light comes in.
Go inside and you will see
the hesitant smiles.
Inside is the sometimes lonely girl,
the quiet voice that tells her
you know, they probably hate you.
Be careful going down to the basement,
the stairs can be treacherous.
The basement is the deepest,
Where all her secrets are hidden.
The basement is where the
monsters and shadows hide.
Here, in the basement,
is the girl who cries herself to sleep,
worrying that they don't like her.
risei will dig cratersrise10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
into my arms so
i can spread them wide
and burn brighter than the
this is my dying,
HandsHands were the subject of many discussions in our household. My mother used to trace the head and heart lines on my left hand and say, "Don't get too violent. You could kill someone." If those two lines connected, she warned, a person would be branded as aggressive, short-tempered, or mentally slow. It was spoken of by Thai ancestors, but I dismissed the story as pure folklore.Hands2 months ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
This was never an issue for me. My palm lines snake past each other, with only a trickle connecting them. It was, though, for my brother. His palm lines collided and diverged angrily across his palm. Whether it be a coincidence or not, my brother grew older with a fierce temper and smoldering grudges. I grew feebly, contracting illness constantly and succumbing under a weak will. Years later, however, our roles switched and I was an angry, explosive preteen with no filter on my mouth. I still constantly have fits of rage, but I've begun to learn how to stifle them temporarily.
As I grew, so did my hands. Others'
UntitledYour laugh, a waveUntitled6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your voice, a foreign land
Your imagination, a world of it's own
Your eyes, an oil painting
Your face, the definition of impeccable beauty
anticipationI gaze uponanticipation2 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
parted lips and wonder, will
they capture mine?
Iceland X Reader - EverythingIceland X Reader EverythingIceland X Reader - Everything2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There were so many words you would use to describe this boy. He wasn't really tall, but you thought he was amazingly cute. He was quite stubborn, but you could've cared less. This boy, he had the hair about the color of snow and the eyes, the color of a perfect wild pansy. He didn't speak much, but when he did, you fell heavily for him. You didn't know what was so special about this boy, but you knew he had something that you admired very much. His name was Emil Steinson, he'd come from a country called ''Iceland''. He was quite a gentleman as you would have put it. Unlike his fellow friends, he was more mature and took responsibility well. That evening, you tried to figure out your love for him. It was as a mere test question that you knew no answer to. You couldn't put a finger on it, but you knew there was something. &
[HS] Eridan x Reader [Tides of Hope] Part 1[HS] Eridan x Reader [Tides of Hope] Part 12 years ago in Settings More Like This
It's only been a week, but you still feel conflicted at your loss of socialism. You can't really find yourself to talk to anyone besides Harika. It's strange A part of it may be because around here, everyone's blood color was different from yours and Harika's. Her's was a light purple, and yours was a light orange. But from what you could see, you could only see a few. There were probably more rarer bloods out there, but from what you studied in Alternian history books, the highest blood color you saw was a cobalt. It seems like the Trolls here have darker bloods than where you come from.
The Blessed Duchess calls you the Pastel Bloods and the Alternia Trolls Saturated Bloods. You didn't understand why until you came here. You felt so out of place, no wonder you didn't want to talk to any other Trolls. Every day, you visited the place called "The Gateway Hall" to see if you ever mustered up any courage to talk to anyone. You didn't.
"Fuck, this is harder t
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in coffee grounds, in summer
freckles and you
EstoniaxReader: Dissapearence of Reader-chanBoku ga umaku utaenai toki moEstoniaxReader: Dissapearence of Reader-chan3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Issho ni ite kureta...
Soba no ite hagemashitekureta
I wish that at the time when, I can't sing well
You'd be with me...
To stay by my side and cheer me up.
Estonia was once again fiddling with his own personal artist that he created on his computer. Her name? ________.
He had built her on his computer to be his own personal artist, someone who could sing to him, someone who would develop feelings much like a human.
And you had. Looking from the monitor once more, you saw Estonia's beautiful face staring back at you with a smile on his face and his green eyes shone with excitement behind his glasses of his new invention. You.
Obviously, you loved to sing, but you weren't the greatest. But even so, Estonia was always there, always smiling and urging you to do better,"It's okay _______, try again!" He would say with a smile that could light a city.
He installed new programs onto you and tried to impr
Request~IcelandxReaderxDenmark~Denmark EndingRequest~IcelandxReaderxDenmark~Denmark EndingRequest~IcelandxReaderxDenmark~Denmark Ending2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Mark Mathias Damn it! Wake up!"
Your heart began to pound, and your stomach churned when you saw him lying in such a pitiful state.
What am I supposed to do? I know I was supposed to do something But what if IAw, shoot! It's now or never!
Taking a deep breath, you placed your lips onto Mathias' and began to exhale so his lungs would inflate and make it easier to pump the water out.
You tried again and began to press down onto your friend's chest.
"Mark please wake up " you whispered feeling a ton of guilt heave itself onto your shoulders.
Suddenly, Mathias began to cough and spit out water.
"Mark!" you cried giving the conscious Dane a hug.
"Gah! What the ______________?!"
"I'm so sorry, Mark " you cried. "I won't do that again I'm so sorry I'm so sorry "
"Hey, easy there, ____________!" Mathias laughed. He wrapped his arms around you and comforted you. "I can't have y
Never Grow Up -SealandxReader-Your little hands wrapped around my fingerNever Grow Up -SealandxReader-3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
And it's so quiet in the world tonight
Your little eyelids flutter 'cause you're dreaming
So I tuck you in, turn on your favorite night light
You hum your favorite song with a smile as you watch the young and small nation have his peaceful sleep on your lap. Both of his hands were wrapped on one of yours and he was holding it very close to his chest like he wants you to not leave him in his sleep.
"I'd bet anyone a thousand bucks you're dreaming of being recognized as a nation right now." You instantly think as you notice his eyelids flutter.
Peter emits a soft snore as if to say "Yes." and you tried your best to stifle your laughter as you move him to his bed. Once you were able to shift him into a proper sleeping position, you place his favorite blanket on him.
"Good night, Peter. I'll see you tomorrow." You mutter as you give him a quick kiss on the forehead.
Stridercest no1The day Dave actually thought he could have feelings for his older brother was the day that the Earth collapsed in on itself along with the rest of the cosmos. However to his dismay that never happened when he realized that he did in fact have feelings for him.Stridercest no12 years ago in Romance More Like This
Dave remembered walking into the living room one afternoon, and found his brother in the kitchen without a shirt on. Fair enough, nothing strange about that, after all Dave has seen this more times then he could count, but today was different. Dave just pauses and stands there, watching him. Dirk knew he was there, but never said anything, he just wore a smirk on his face. After a minute Dirk turns around, and leans against the counter. Dave keeps his cool façade up, but in reality he's tense. Of course Dave just lost it when he started to speak. "Like what you see?" Of course he was only teasing, but Dave just lost it. It never should on the outside but inside, his mind was going crazy. "No." Dave responded before he turne
Austria x Swiss: Truth Be ToldWARNING. THIS IS A YAOI LEMON, MEANING BOY ON BOY ACTION. IF YOU DO NOT LIKE IT DO NOT READ IT. THANK YOU.Austria x Swiss: Truth Be Told3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a long day at the United Nations Meeting and it seemed to be killing Austria. He played with his thumbs, taking some information in but not all. He was never really work-oriented.
His curious, violet eyes wandered around the room and soon meet two gorgeous, emerald orbs. Switzerland. Austria frowned. He remembered when the two were small children. They were good friends then and he missed that immensely. His former friend even denied their past relationship. What a pity. What really irritated Austria was that he started to like the stubborn boy though he couldn't do a thing about it.
He sighed and looked over at the clock which rested on the UN meeting room's wall. There was no point in bringing back old and sad memories. The clock read twelve in the afternoon. Suddenly Amer
GermanyxReaderxPrussia: Scandalous affair part 3GermanyxReaderxPrussia: Scandalous affair part 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I couldn't help being overcome with emotion at what I had just done. I had reached the main hall way and no one was around, so I took the opportunity to collapse on a bench and cry.
What the hell was I thinking? These were my coaches! I couldn't be sexually involved with them, if anyone found out, I would be ruined! I was 17, they were, what, 21 and 22? It was so wrong.
The worst part is that I had let them take me without a fight. Wait, no, not take, I had given myself to them, like some cheap whore. Agh, I was so ashamed!
My head snaps up and I blink to clear the tears from my eyes. It's them. Conflicting thoughts cross my brain and I massage my temples in hope of preventing a migraine.
"What?" I ask shakily.
"We thought you left." Gilbert says.
My mouth twists in anger, the more pungent emotion winning out. I stand up and shout at them. "How could you? What you did in there was illegal and I..." My voice chokes. "Why did it have to be me?" I ask them. "Why couldn't you hav
A Long End to a Brief Life I didn't know it was illegal to move a person's ashes from the spot you said they'd be (my garage) to multiple others. I put Mom-in-ashes in the trunk of my car because I thought we'd find a place for her soon, but Mom and I went hither and yon while my sister looked for a real "resting place."A Long End to a Brief Life8 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I even forgot Mom was there, and we went shopping, to the movies, out to eat. Was it disrespectful? It didn't feel illegal.
When I thought about it, it seemed kind of cozy.
There came the day though, when my sister Jocelyn found a good mausoleum to put Mom at a full stop, the final resting place. I went with Jo, and that's how I found out it was illegal to move Mom beyond the shelf in the garage to the mausoleum -- it was supposed to be a direct line between the two places. Of course I didn't tell the man Mom had been all over town with me.
We had to pick out an urn to put at least part of Mom in (the whole of her was too big,