was trying to speak german today.
accidentally used several spanish words.
proceeded to curse.
in french.
whoops.
Someone once asked me if I spoke Chinese, in German, and I responded Sí un poco.
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was trying to speak german today.
accidentally used several spanish words.
proceeded to curse.
in french.
whoops.
Someone once asked me if I spoke Chinese, in German, and I responded Sí un poco.
Imagine a Harry Potter AU where everything is the same except that Remus turns into a giant murderous swan that pecks people to death instead of a wolf. A wereswan. Imagine it.
This is one of the best messages I’ve ever gotten
I was trying to figure out how one would picture a wereswan, and I found this:
Wereswans have laser eyes, pass it on.
Also, wereswan “Remus Lupin” is really named Cygnus Eala-Lupin.
Cygnus Eala-Lupin, you were named after a swan. And he was the most vicious motherfucker I ever knew.
please just take a moment to imagine aelita because anything you just imagined is accurate
@God
have you ever considered explaining any of your actions? Or like are you just gonna leave all of us in the dark
genuinely kind, good characters are just as realistic as unkind, cruel ones
Also, whilst I’m on this topic. Kind characters can also have equally complex motivations and be just as deep as unkind ones.
great, i’ll show this to the cops when they find the dead body in my garden
I just taught a pretty girl how to use a vending machine and I'm gonna die
there’s no way this girl didn’t know how to use a vending machine. she thought you were cute, formed a game plan, and fucking executed it. i’m proud of her
tag yourself are you the girl pretending not to know how to use a vending machine because she’s gay and useless or the girl who genuinely believed it because she’s gay and useless
Cute music terms to name your children:
Viola
Harmony
Melody
Cadence
Carol
Hymn
Celeste
Clef
Agitato
Oboe Player
F Sharp
♮
Barbaro
Plagal
Smorzando
ii♭ 6-4
Canon in inversion and augmentation
when my characters don’t behave the way I planned in my outline
nobody came to his birthday party
SHUT UP OKAY THAT MADE ME REALLY FREAKING SAD OKAY LOOK HOW SWEET AND CUTE HE LOOKS POOR BABY
i don’t even know this snake and i feel guilty for not being there
Character A tilting Character B’s chin up to get a better look at their face and the evidence of the fight. A delicately thumbs away the streak of blood by B’s mouth, saying nothing as they examine it. After a brief pause, B’s heart skips a nervous beat as A looks them dead in the eyes. Their voice is quiet and tense, their anger barely restrained.
“Who did this to you?”
as much as the concept of Jesus being a fairly normal lad has its charms, im personally very intrigued by the idea of him being just… extremely weird. not even in a mystical sense, just…….staggeringly BIZZARRE.
you go to the well to get some water, and here’s Miriam’s boy, staring at the sky, completely still. his expression is unreadable. you hazard a hello and ask how he’s doing, and he slowly, unblinkingly, lowers his gaze on you (he’s 8 and is missing his frontal teeth, not that this is making you any less uncomfortable) and says “I cannot speak of the state of my being, Nathan son of Saul, my brother, but rejoice for the water you shall take today will be as pure as the soul of the children of Heaven”
…you start sweating
normal person in 1st century Nazareth: making my way downtown, walking fast
*sees J boy, 8 yo, staring at you from across the street*
normal person: walking faster
even funnier, the only person 100% on board with his Prophetic Kid Talk is his mother Miriam, an otherwise placid, absolutely normal woman around 25 or so
kid JC, coming home at twilight, a single white dove following him and chirping with weirdly human-like precision:
moth̫́er,̦͌ ̮̉i h͙̉av͔̽e ͓͗b̘̃r̞̓o̮͘u̲̒gh̟͒t̺́ you a do̗͐ṽ͙e̢͘ ͈̾m͒͢a͈̽dē̝ ỏ̘f ͈̓c̆͜l͔̂aỷ͇ aṋ̑d̳̿ g͢͞i̹̾fted̖͡ ̻͐it ͓͂w̖̿it̎͜h t̥̃h͙͒e ̨̒m̧̂i̡̍ŗ͒â̫cḷ̔è̤ ̛̻of̞̅ l̘̈i̛̦fè̳
Miriam: ! that’s my little boy :) now let’s go get ready for dinner :)
her husband Yosef, a carpenter who only marginally got signed up for this:
@trashcanbees
yall ever sleep from 1700-2200 and call it a nap bc
At first I thought this was the fucking years 1700-2200 and it was still a fucking mood
Adrien: On a scale from ‘damn Daniel’ to ‘Fre sha vaca do’, how are you feeling?
Nino: In between ‘it’s an avocado, thanks’ and ‘how did you defeat Captain America’, but as a solid answer I would say 'I don’t need a degree to be a clothing hanger’. How about you, Luka?
Luka: Probably 'road work ahead’.
Gabriel: I speak many languages and this is none of them.