#language difficulties

[yrrtyrrtwhenihrrthrrt]

Been working on something related to my last few posts, and it's actually ready to go and I'm just waiting on the Ao3 Invite (ab 3 weeks) because I'm a silly goose who did not realize maybe I should make the account before drafting, proofreading and editing an entire fic in case, yk, I have to wait 3 weeks

Anyway here's a sneak peek for those interested, it's a random segment that I thought was somewhat comprehensible without context.

I call this one Ballister Has Brain Trauma and Ambrosius Wants to Beat the Ever Loving Shit Out of Thoddeus Sureblade. (A working title)

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"Do you understand what I'm saying to you, love?"

Ballister nodded. Ambrosius squeezed him. "Good. So you understand how much I love you? And that you're safe and okay and I won't let anything happen to you?" Ballister nodded again.

Ambrosius smiled at him. "Good. Can you tell me your name?"

Ballister looked at him and blinked. "B.. Bal."

"Mhm, good. Your nickname is Bal. Do you know what your full name is and just are having trouble saying it?"

Ballister nodded. Ambrosius kissed his forehead. "Okay, good. Do you know where we are?"

"Couch. Home."

Ambrosius grinned at him and cupped his cheek. "Good job, love. That's exactly right. And do you know what happened to you?"

Ballister squinted. "No.."

Ambrosius nodded. "You had a seizure, but it's okay. You realized it was happening, we took off your arm, and it lasted for a minute and fourteen seconds, and then it stopped and now you're okay. Are you having any trouble breathing?"

He shook his head. "No."

"Good. I bet you're really tired, right?"

"Mhm."

"I know, babe. Why don't we cuddle for a little while, and you can rest with me until you're ready to get dressed for bed?"

Ballister's eyes fluttered shut. "You'll be here?"

"Of course. Always. I'll always be here to keep you safe."

Ballister fell asleep and laid against him, and Ambrosius was relieved to see him at peace, his exhausted brain powering down to recoup. He'd have to wake him up in a few minutes to go get dressed, but that's okay. He wrapped Ballister up in his favorite throw blanket and thought about all the things he wanted to do to the motherfucker who hurt him like this. He hoped the boiling of his blood would keep Ballister warm against him.

[polychaeteworm]

Hey just a thought but it's insanely ableist to people with ID and ASD and anything that actively impaires language comprehension to act rude and mean when someone misinterprets a post.

EVEN IF the person doing the misinterpretation is abled and neurotypical, you are showing language and socially impaired folk seeing you do this that it isn't safe to make a mistake. EVEN IF you would be nicer to those of us with impairment, it doesn't matter because of how you display your frustration. It shows that you'd be a bully to someone with language impairment if you didn't know that they were language impaired.

As a language impaired person, that's even worse because you're effectively saying if someone can't self advocate(re: communicate) well enough and tell you that they have this problem, they won't get your understanding. I shouldn't have to tell you why that's fucked.

It literally costs nothing to just fucking say "hey you misinterpreted this and it upsets me, here's why, please don't do it again." Instead of "omfg you're so STUPID this post isn't about what you think it is you STUPID IDIOT"

Like do y'all fucking hear yourselves????? Are we really committed to fighting internalized ablism? Really??

And I hate it but this isn't even about one person or post because I see this near constantly, like the toxic echo chamber cliques forming in the cripplepunk tag are the fucking worst about it.

[kiragecko]

Don’t have words today, so I’m going to see if I can figure out ao3 enough to leave this as a comment. Apparently I can draw a word, and talk about it, but not type it.

[kiragecko]

Gecko succeeding at conversation:

(I point at my husband and then in the direction I want him to go during this.)

“- uh - - HUSBAND! Could you go to The Downstairs to - - get the bread from the - - 

“[fridge?] - -

“ - - “

(He’s waiting patiently.)

“ - - FREEZER! Please!”

(I smile triumphantly. He smiles back and says he can.)

[mokhovynnya]

In russian language words Gaelic and gay(adj.) sound similar - ['gelski] & ['geyski] - so when i told my mom that i wanted to learn Gaelic she got very confused and almost angry and i had to quickly explain that i meant Scots Gaelic and not gay language (°‿°)

[humanmadenet]

Dasutu’s Inovarsa (book) by D A Ford. Dasutu is a young boy with some peculiar language difficulties. A novel about an unusual language trea

[awomanfirstpoems]

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[awomanfirstpoems]

When a non- Japanese got lost in Yokohama

When a non- Japanese got lost in Yokohama - is about being mistaken as a Japanese and language difficulty getting lost in Yokohama.

When a non- Japanese got lost in Yokohama Photo by Samson Katt on Pexels.com Ravethy and I couldn't find our way back to our hotel. The road signs then were all in Japanese. Even the road map brochure was of no help. And, it was getting darker. We were delighted when we saw a man in uniform. He was very happy to help; rattling away to me (in Japanese) both palms pointing forwards, then his…

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