#dictionary headers

[izaedits]

b&w headers 🖤

#iza #iza headers #dictionary #spotify songs #signature #cute art #b&w #black & white

[nerice]

legitimately considering switching back to word fr novel writing lol why did i pay for scrivener 💀💀💀

#first of all. i hve autism i have been doing ocverse in word 2007 since. well self explanatory & i hate change #yes it's nice to have internal dual screen layout n easy jump btwn chapters #((yes i know abt document structure in word. no i cant use it bc the way i format chapter headers breaks it)) #scrivener is nice and cozy n having everything in one place and not making new files for outline or edits or chapter rewrites is RLY NICE #but on god the dictionary thing is agony. id be better off just manually adding every single german word 2 the english dict #bc god knows scriveners native german dictionary only knows the most basic words. and god help me if i want a jp chapter title sometime #elia txts #the only things scrivener is rly good for is screenplay. tho it lacks dual dialogue option which makes me a hater again

[copperbadge]

The comment was exactly as unhinged as you'd expect from that fake username.

[ID: a screengrab of an AO3 comment notification for my fanfic "A Partial Dictionary of the 21st Century by Captain Steve Rogers, US Army". All that is visible is the notification header, which shows that the commenter chose "ThisWhyIHatePepperFangirls" as their fake handle.]

#fandom #someone needs to touch some grass #or smoke some #don't take up your time looking at the fic for the comment cause I deleted it #don't need to be hosting someone's sad internalized misogyny or inappropriate references to addiction

[pigeontheoneandonly]

Writing Resources

Here is a list of writing resources I’ve found useful, in no particular order: 

Words, Descriptions, Writing Help

Power Thesaurus: The BEST resource for “tip of the tongue” syndrome

OneLook Reverse Dictionary

Writerology: This site is trying to sell you stuff. But there are also a ton of great articles in their free blog

Descriptionary: Help describing emotions and other things

Grammarly: Don’t take it too seriously and remember you’re the final arbiter of your own writing voice, but it can help you see things you won’t on your own

Hemingway: Similarly to Grammarly, will help with clarity and cadence, as long as you don’t take its suggestions as marching orders. Available online or as a downloadable desktop app.

Worldbuilding

Vulgar: Conlanging tool.  Free and paid versions, the free is still very useful, but I have the paid version and have definitely gotten my money’s worth from it (but I like conlanging).  Learning curve is a little steep.

Inkarnate: Mapmaking tool. Again, free and paid versions are both solid.

A World-Building Checklist: VERY comprehensive

Fantasy Globe: Create a virtual globe of your fantasy world

Name Generators

Fantasy Name Generators: The gold standard

Donjon Generators: Generators for names (including from your own list of names), as well as a lot of other things, like maps, calendars, inns, towns, even whole worlds.

Fake Name Generator: Generates demographic info, fake addresses and phone numbers, height/weight, etc. along with names

Not Another Tavern Generator: Generates bars complete with bartenders and general atmosphere, primarily for fantasy settings

Miscellaneous

Unsplash: Free images with blanket permissions for personal use. Great for covers/headers.

NASA Image and Video Library

Compare the Heights of Your Chars

Writing With Color: Words for Skin Tone: How to describe POC with sensitivity and artistry

Describing characters of color in writing: First of NK Jemisin’s excellent three-part series on this topic, with real examples from various works

Tagging Guide for AO3

#pigeon writes #writing #writing tools #writing advice #not mass effect #i actually have power thesaurus set up as a custom search in chrome #so i can just type power and the word directly into my address bar and get results #that's how much i use it lol

[polarisbibliotheque]

Survivor's Blood (Leon x Reader) - Chapter 1

Survivor's Blood

Pairing: Leon x Reader

Summary: After Raccoon City, Leon became the only Government agent with that kind of expertise. With relentless training, he was now a Special Agent - again, on his first day in the job. He just didn't expect to live Raccoon City all over again... Maybe Leon was fated to always have the worst first-days-at-work ever.

Age Restriction: 18+. It's horror - so expect a LOT of blood, corpses, dismemberments, very graphic descriptions of violence, dubious morals and people doing everything to survive. Nothing we haven't seen on RE, but reader discretion advised.

TRIGGER WARNINGS: Ok. Long story short, Leon has PTSD. He'll be trying to deal with that while again living very violent and traumatizing experiences. The reader is also damaged by the whole situation - again, expect PTSD, anxiety attacks, doom and gloom, all that stuff. I'll leave warnings every chapter there is something very explicit and potentially triggering, though.

Author's Notes: RE4 remake is among us! Bet you guys didn't see this coming - I didn't either. I have 50+ pages of this sitting on my pc since before I started this blog. I was writing it in Portuguese just to indulge me, but with all the RE4 thing, I'm quite hyped for it - and it came in a good time, I'm in need of keeping my head distracted. Like Nemesis, I'll try to update this one weekly. The good side, it's already halfway written, so I'll only have to work on translating to post - with Nemesis, I actually have to write it.

This one is between RE2 and RE4 - I wanted to explore the innocent little rookie cop Leon becoming badass goofy special agent Leon, so this is kinda it. Almost like a character study that capcom never does <3

Fret not, I do finish my works in progress ;)

Also very proud of this header as well

Chapter 1

Leon dreamt almost every day with the horrors he had lived in Raccoon City.

To wake up before the sun painted the sky in golden tones, with his hair plastered on his face from the sweat, already grabbing a gun he got in the habit of leaving by his nightstand and aiming it at a random point in the darkness wasn’t a random occurrence anymore.

“Shit…” And he always cursed between a tired sigh, feeling the cold floor under his feet as his elbows rested on his knees, head hanging low.

He could choose the moment that appeared in his dreams, as if he was still there: the cop Leon tried to save and got cut in half right in his hands, the many heads he blew up of innocent people, his very own colleagues who dragged themselves towards him trying to eat him alive, those terrible monsters who followed Leon around as if the was the only living being in that hell…

Leon had enough memories for a whole lifetime. And, most probably, Post-traumatic Stress Disorder also enough for a lifetime.

It was to be expected that the government would find him for intense interrogation sessions and soon decided to turn him into one of its Special Agents – precisely those who do the job that no one else could. And all of that because no one had the experience he had; the Raccoon City experience.

Who would’ve known that from a rookie cop on his first day at the job, Leon would become a Special Agent of the Government.

Even though he had that experience, and it made Leon become a Special Agent, now he was just a rookie again. He had been in some field activities – simple stuff, but, in his dictionary, almost nothing compared to surviving the virus outbreak at the RPD. So, for all effects and purposes, he was still a rookie.

And he never imagined what kind of mission would be his first as a Special Agent. Leon was probably doomed by fate to have the worst first days at work ever.

**

New Setosa, April 29th, 2001 – 16h43

“The whole city is a mess, Chief Nakai. We managed to rescue a few people, but, truth is, everyone is scattered around and we don’t know what to do.” A police officer reported to the police Chief of New Setosa, the city that turned into hell in a few hours. “We don’t know if there are any more survivors or where they are.”

Chief Nakai kept his eyebrows together, evidently worried. Screams of mayhem could be heard all over the town outside the department, and the officers in New Setosa had been called to help in that mess they found themselves in. They said it was a virus, something that could become an epidemic, and it spread faster than a fever at a kindergarten.

“What about Washington? You spoke to them, right? Are them sending more people? Help? Rescue…?” The police officer himself was desperate. In all his years in duty, he had never been through something like that.

“The Government promised to send a team to help us, with a specialist in this kind of situation.” Nakai sighed, finally leaving his room with the officer – only to find a bunch of desolate people needing first aid and food, terrorized with what could be outside.

“How can someone be a specialist in this?!” The police officer was already far from trying to control himself. “I’ve never heard of anything like this shit! I don’t even know what those… Things out there are!”

“In Raccoon City, around two years ago, there was a similar incident. Do you remember…? They blew up the whole city ‘cause apparently a virus spread around and that was the only way to contain the epidemics…?” Nakai tried to remind his subordinate, but the man only denied with his head. They probably found a good way to cover up the story of Racoon City and only a few people remembered what had happened. “Well. Maybe this Special Agent from the Government will be able to help us with this. Maybe he led the extractions in Raccoon City. Maybe he helped the dozen poor bastards who survived to get out of there.”

As if on cue to the words of Chief Nakai, the symphony of approaching helicopters made everyone pay attention to what was happening outside. They approached and distanced right after, making the sound of coordinated steps at the top of the Police Department – the NSPD – be heard. The steps approached in a hurry – and no one knew if they would be friendly or not. One of the internal doors opened with a loud noise, giving way to men in black uniforms and heavy weapons, led by a tall man with gray hair in a military cut.

“Commander Rogers?” Nakai asked as the man immediately approached, offering his hand to start the conversation in the friendlier tone they could at that time. “It doesn’t look like a sufficient number of men to save a whole city.”

“If our suspicions are correct, there may be not that much people to save, Chief Nakai.” The Commander answered with a strong handshake, observing the despair in the eyes of the people in the NSPD. “What’s the situation?”

“There’s a lot more people to save, but we don’t have enough police force. The entire city is chaos outside, and this is the most we were able to do at the moment. We already had too many losses; many good police officers died today.”

Leon observed the entrance hall of the NSPD, in silence. He remembered when he first entered the RPD, years ago, and there was no one. The silence was deadly, and he could only hear the noises of the undead chasing him through the corridors of the police department. That was very similar to Raccoon City…  Too similar.

He hoped with all his heart his PTSD wouldn’t trigger that night. That was the closest he found himself to Raccoon City in years.

“We will try to rescue the greatest number of people we can.” Rogers walked alongside Nakai and the police officer to a nearby meeting room. The Commander signaled Leon to follow him, and he did without a word. As they entered the room, there was a map of New Setosa taped to the wall.

“The issue is that people are spread around the whole city.” Nakai pointed at the map, hopeless. “We tried to gather as much as we could, but those things are at the gates, ready to kill anyone who tries to leave the NSPD. I don’t think people left their homes, and those who did… Well. You saw how it’s like outside. It’s gonna be impossible to gather everyone, we never saw anything like this.”

“We haven’t, but I have a Special Agent who has already gone through something similar.” Rogers confirmed with his head, making Nakai and the officer look at him with hope blooming in their chests. They waited for someone strong and unrelenting to walk in, a war machine, almost like Rambo or the Terminator. “Leon Kennedy.”

As the Commander pointed at Leon, their glances were a little… Disappointed. Leon looked like everything but a war machine like they expected: not that strong, not that imposing, maybe a little too skinny, albeit fit. He looked too young, too inexperienced, too cute for… That.

“No offense, Commander…” The police officer had to say something. After more than ten years working on the streets, he only saw rookies with that face. “But he doesn’t look like the type of person who would know what to do in this situation. We had cops with fifteen years of experience and training dying like cattle today.”

“I told you, Commander…” Leon closed his eyes and took a deep sigh, not in the mood to at least try to smile. He was certain no one would respect him, precisely for looking too young, maybe even inexperienced. And, honestly, that was his first day as a Special Agent, in what could be a copy of Raccoon City. What if he had a panic attack? No one would ever respect him again.

“Kennedy is one of the few survivors of the disaster in Raccoon City.” Rogers words were harsh, ignoring completely how desolated Leon was by his side. “I never dealt with those things, nor anyone else in my team, and even lesser you. Leon, on the other hand, killed dozens of those creatures, survived the massacre, avoided worse consequences and helped other survivors to get out of there alive. Everything new we will see today, won’t be any news for him. If there’s a person here who may know the best strategies for surviving and saving people, this person is him.”

“You survived Raccoon City?” Nakai had his eyebrows furrowed. “Again, I don’t mean to be rude, but you look too young, Mr. Kennedy.”

“It was my first day at work.” Now Leon had a not so happy smile on his lips. “I have a completely different definition of ‘hellish first day in the job’.”

There was something of strange in his eyes; something different. Leon could look too young and even naïve, but something changed when they looked into his eyes. They had something of tired, too harsh and too merciless for someone so young. Those eyes carried something impossible to erase from the mind – as if they would never forget the blood and the death. They expected eyes filled with kindness and innocence, but all they got was cold and emptiness.

“So… Mr. Kennedy.” The police officer looked a little ashamed of his own antics, pointing at the map once again. “What do you think? How was it with you guys? Did you manage to rescue someone?”

“Well… We were able to find a few people. They managed to protect themselves somewhere strategic and had guns for protection.” Leon sighed, taking a look at the city map. “An emergency announcement led everyone to the RPD, but the virus also got there, and it was a massacre. They couldn’t rescue the people fast enough, no one was there for us.”

Leon fell silent for a while, still observing the map. Nakai and the police officer exchanged wary looks while Rogers remained in silence. No one was there, Leon remembered. He and Claire found each other for a whim of fate and had to make their own way between hungry creatures who literally wanted to eat them alive. In the end, the city was destroyed with a bomb. There was nothing left. If Leon and Claire hadn’t insisted so much in their survival, they would’ve had died. The same thing with Jill and Carlos, who now had to battle their own demons because of all that and almost didn’t manage to leave the city on time. They were one of the few who were lucky, very lucky.

“Leon…?” And he was brought back by the Commander’s voice. Leon shook his head slightly and pointed at the map again.

“I don’t think that many people who stayed at home survived. Unfortunately, that’s what happened in Raccoon… We can try to gather some people in big places: schools, hospitals, supermarkets; and then we rescue them little by little with police cars.”

“Most streets are blocked.” Nakai denied with his head, hands on his waist. “We had too many accidents, the streets are pure chaos. Cars, trucks, motorbikes… You choose. They’re all thrown in the streets, in pieces or in flames.”

“In pieces and in flames too.” The police officer had to point it out.

“That happened in Raccoon as well. We can ask people to gather somewhere nearby, and our team goes in for the rescue. We'll call the base and ask for enough helicopters to take everyone away from here.” Leon suggested right after, looking at Rogers for approval.

“And how are we going to gather everyone in one single place?” The Commander still thought about it, albeit knowing it was the best shot they had. “It’s not like we can go around screaming a PSA.”

“Radio and television. When things like this happen, people try to communicate and keep waiting for communication.” Leon nodded as he remembered what happened in his own city, years prior. “When they announced the bomb, it was through a special announcement in the TV, I remember Carlos told me. He woke up and it was basically an audio telling everyone who survived to leave the city ‘cause a missile was programed to blow it up. We can try at least through the radio.”

“Hmmm… Grace is here in the NSPD with her assistant, Chief.” The officer was starting to see the first glimmer of hope amidst that hell. “If there’s still someone alive in the studio, she might be able to record the announcement here and we can start an emergency broadcast in Channel 8.”

“Grace is the weather girl; she was in the middle of a transmission when one of those things almost ate her and the whole team.” The Chief explained, shaking his head right after. “They lost two assistants, but the cameraman was able to flee with his camera untouched. Grace appeared running after him completely desperate, still holding the microphone.”

“It might work. If we can guarantee there’s someone at the studio, it’s possible gather people in… The hospital, maybe?” Leon observed the map, but soon received a frantic negative answer both from the police officer and Nakai.

“That was the starting point of all this disgrace.” The Chief ran his hand over his forehead. “We’re avoiding it like the plague. I’m sure no one survived in there.”

“Ok. Let’s talk to this Grace and see if we can get some communication at the broadcast station.” Rogers fumbled with the rifle in his hands, apparently having no worries with Leon carrying just one handgun, dearly named Matilda.

Rogers didn’t mind Leon’s weirdness. The kid had survived hell. In his point of view, he could be as weird as he wanted to.

“If we can’t contact anyone there…” With that, Rogers glanced at his Special Agent. Once more, Leon’s steel blue eyes carried that quite atypical coldness.

“I’ll go there, and I’ll find someone. If there isn’t anyone, you can just guide me, and I’ll make it work.” Leon had a small smile in his lips, remembering the first end of the world he had gone through. “I already had to learn a couple things the hard way. Making a TV broadcast work mustn’t be that hard.”

“Great. Let’s redirect the survivors to the school, any objections?” Rogers finally decided and got only negative answers from both Nakai and the police officer.

He wouldn’t make it obvious, but he was proud of Leon – for an ex-rookie cop, he was behaving quite well as a Special Agent.

**

“Grace?” In the packed entrance hall of the police department, filled with crying and mayhem, the voice of the police Chief made a woman with dark hair and shiny green eyes turn around to him, startled. “We need your help.”

“You?!” That’s what she spat back at him as an answer, completely baffled. The red suit jacket and skirt were dirty and misaligned, the white shirt stained with blood. “We are the ones who need help! Are you doin’ somethin’ to take us out of here or just chattin’ and drinkin’ tea?!”

“Charming.” Leon murmured to Rogers, already internally sighing upon realizing they really needed her help and couldn’t just ask someone else for it. They didn’t need someone with a superstar complex at that moment. The Commander just answered with a small, almost inaudible, laugh.

“We need you to make an emergency broadcast to the city. Where’s your assistant? What is his name?”

“His name is assistant.” Grace huffed, crossing her arms and already looking impatient. “What emergency broadcast? You guys want me to go to the studio for that? I am not leavin’ here.”

“Grace, please… Be reasonable.” Nakai gently touched her arm, approaching the woman. The police Chief lowered his voice. “We want all the survivors to gather in one single place. A TV broadcast helped some people to survive in Raccoon City, it might help here too. We need you to call the studio and see if there’s someone alive in there to broadcast while you give the announcement and the assistant records it.”

“In Raccoon City…? How do you know that?” The woman now looked confused and less combative. She also lowered her voice and seemed a little more prone to help.

“I was there.” Leon almost shrugged, being noticed for the first time. “If there’s no one in the studio, I’ll go there, and you tell me how to broadcast. The goal here is to gather the most people we can in just one place so we can get you all out of the city.”

Grace remained silent for a few seconds, observing Leon. She slowly ran her eyes through each of them, confirming with her head as she thought about it, finally uncrossing her arms.

“It might work…” She murmured back. “If there’s someone alive in the station, I know who’s gonna be. Let’s hope they listen the phone ringin’.”

The group headed back to the meeting room, closing the door and putting the phone in speakers. Grace dialed as fast as she could, watching her cameraman lost outside the room and signaling him to enter and remain silent. Patience wasn’t her virtue.

The phone barely rang once until a silent voice picked it up on the other side.

“Hello…?” It was uncertain, probably hiding. They didn’t let the phone ring so it wouldn’t draw unwanted attention.

“Hello? Y/n?!” Grace rested both her hands on the table, almost covering the phone with her body. The voice on the other side sighed in delight and had to contain itself not to scream.

“Gracie?! You’re alive?!” You took a deep breath while the woman affirmed enthusiastically, your heart beating fast and tears threatening to fall from your eyes.

“Y/n, oh my, y/n…!” Grace murmured, sighing right after, trying to hold back her tears. “I knew that you would be alive…!”

“It was tough, Grace. Almost died. Where are you?”

“On the NSPD! That’s exactly why I’m callin’! They are here with…”

“Wait…! Stop talking…!” You suddenly fell silent and everyone in the meeting room heard insistent knocks on a door, alongside horrible undead moans. They exchanged quick looks, not knowing what was going on.

After a few good minutes in silence, the banging finally stopped and the dragged steps couldn’t be heard anymore. You controlled your breath and barely made any noise – they started to ask themselves if you still were on the other side of the line.

“Hey. I’m at the Director’s room, I barricaded the door but those things still try to enter here until changing their attention to fresh blood.” You finally got back to the call, speaking even lower than before. They had to make the speakers louder on their side.

“Is there anyone else alive in there…?” Grace was even scared to ask. Actually, she didn’t want to, but she knew they would ask you that eventually.

“No. Not that I know of.” You sighed on the other side, following with a humorless laugh. “But, I think this is going to comfort you: the fresh blood is from the Director. I tied him up one of the windows after he died; he bled so much that he immediately grabs the attention of those things who are feasting on him.”

“Hmmm…” And Grace laughed briefly after hearing the news, a little more content than she should’ve. “It’s a lot more than what that shitty abuser deserved.”

“Well, at least he was useful for something, right?” You shrugged, understanding Grace’s anger. Anyone would understand it.

“Y/n, my dear, I need you to do me a favor. That’s why I called.”

“When do you call me not to ask for a favor?” You tried to joke for a while, making Grace let out a genuine laugh. “Even in the apocalypse you call me for favors. What if I had died?”

“I knew you hadn’t died. Out of every person in that studio, you’re the only one who had a chance; I’m just alive now ‘cause I wasn’t there when all hell broke loose.” Grace suddenly turned serious, looking a lot more professional than before. “Chief Nakai and Commander Rogers of the Special Forces want me to record an emergency broadcast so all survivors will go to the school, and they can be escorted to the NSPD and rescued. The idea is to broadcast it on the TV and the radio, so I’m gonna need someone inside the studio to broadcast the signal of our camera to TVs across the town and my audio through the radio.”

“Hmmm, ok. I’ve no idea how to do that nor how I’m gonna get there, but we’ll worry about it when I actually get there.” You mirrored her tone, immediately understanding the seriousness of the situation.

“Excuse me, y/n?” Leon finally decided to take over the call. “Leon Kennedy, Special Agent and Raccoon City survivor. I can help. Do you have any radio in there?”

“Like a walkie talkie?” You asked back and, from the noise, it seemed like you were going around the room. “Dunno. The Director had all kinds of junk in here.”

“He had one of our police radios.” The officer added with a long sigh, receiving suspicious looks. “How do you think he knew exactly when some interesting crime happened and appeared there out of the blue, sometimes even before than us? The man was never worth a dime.”

“Well. At least now he’s worth something.” You considered in a mumble, followed by a rather loud noise and some things being fumbled around. “Locked drawer, the key is probably still with him. I don’t think I’ll be able to get rid of the half-dead people already feeding on the piece of crap at the moment.”

Grace giggled – that was the internal nickname of the Director to anyone who worked in the broadcast station; specially women.

“Hmmm, found it. How can I turn it on?”

“There’s a switch on top of it that shows the frequencies, can you see it?” Leon’s answer was in autopilot, getting a positive response from you after a few seconds. “We can find a frequency…”

“0.5 hertz. No one uses that channel, you won’t be interrupted.” The police Chief added before Leon could finish talking, throwing him a similar radio. Leon adjusted on that very same frequency.

“Great. You just have to press a button on the side to open the channel to talk to me. I’m gonna test it here and you tell me if it works, ok?” He didn’t even have to say much for you to agree. With a few words, you could hear him loud and clear.

“Ok, it works. What about you?”

“Working as well.” Leon smiled. Luckily, you seemed to be a fast learner. “Talk to me as you walk around the studio, and I can help you around those things. I was a cop in Raccoon City.”

“Yeah, I know. Claire and Jill told me about you.” Your answer came with a sigh, not at all happy with the perspective of getting out of the room you had made so secure for yourself. “Gimme a minute to get ready. I’ll call you on the radio, ok?”

“Ok, that works.”

“Y/n.” Before ending the call, Grace called you one more time. “Just… Don’t die, ok? I wanna see you again. I don’t wanna be the only one left from the studio.”

“Don’t worry, Gracie. We need a lot more than half a dozen slow zombies to kill me.” You had a cocky smile in your voice, making her laugh before finally ending the call.

The only problem was that there was a lot more than half a dozen zombies in the studio.

**

To be continued...

#resident evil #re4 #resident evil fanfiction #resident evil imagine #leon scott kennedy #leon kennedy #leon x reader #leon x you #long fic #re4 remake #after years and years collecting dust in my drawer #this is finally seeing the light of day #treat it well please xD #what's interesting is that I kinda started to write this to cope with the pandemics when it started #reading it all over again is certainly interesting #I know it's a weird way to cope but hey #no normal people in the bibliotheque #also Leon and Dante are my two favourite himbos in this world #I had to bring 'im here eventually "^^ #hope you guys like it!! #I JUST REALIZED I DUNNO THE YEAR RE4 HAPPENS #ok chill I just checked it's 2004 #I did my research before writing this thank the gods

[romanceyourdemons]

[ID: the header for an online dictionary definition of “pretty boy,” with a tag reading “[warning sign] often derogatory” /end ID]

it is imperative we all rally together to change this

#ryddles

[firebrand-witch]

is there a band/musician you recommend to everyone? Do you think you’re a good driver? Do you have a favorite word?

1. I think my icon, header and last hundred or so posts speak for themselves 🤭

2. I'm not 18 yet but hopefully I'll be. I hate when people say that women are bad drivers so (i think) the spite will motivate me

3. I can't say I have thought about it before but i like ✨the folk more dictionary ✨

#asks #mutuals

[best-non-english-word-torunament]

hey, im not much of a linguistics person, just wondering what is the flag in your header? what do the symbols on it represent? :0

I'm assuming you're referring to this map in my header:

It's an interactive map from glottolog called GlottoScope that can be found here. It shows one dot for each language, as well as endangerment status and documentation status. The full symbol explanation can be found there, but in general the colour shows endangerment (green is not endangered, red is nearly extinct and black is extinct) and the shapes how extensive the best description of the language is: circles are long grammars (350 pages+, captures almost every aspect of the grammar), squares are grammars or grammar sketches (less extensive but at least 50 pages) and triangles are things like description of a single feature, a collection of text, a description of the sounds used, a dictionary or a wordlist (couple of hundred words max). Go there and play around with it! You can zoom in and see language names for all of them.

#questions and answers #linguistics fun fact time!

[true-blue-sonic]

What does Silver's naivety mean exactly? He's always described with this word but everyone seems to interpret it differently

The Cambridge dictionary definition of naive is:

too willing to believe that someone is telling the truth, that people's intentions in general are good, or that life is simple and fair. People are often naive because they are young and/or have not had much experience of life.

There's a lot to unpack here, not helped by the fact that Silver's naivete, in my opinion, is definitely not present in all games. In fact, I would even go so far as to say that '06 is the only game that has him as truly naive. I'll put the respective games under headers to make it a bit more readable.

Sonic 06

Let's start with '06. Silver immediately trusts Mephiles when he appears with an alleged simple solution to the problem Silver has been inside of his whole life. He furthermore takes at face value that Mephiles tells the truth and has good intentions, or at the very least does not question those intentions until far later into the game ("Mephiles... Tell me. Who is the Iblis Trigger? Why does he want to destroy the world?"; before the Train Terminal and second boss fight with Sonic). A lot of convincing (starting with Amy showing her unwavering faith in Sonic and Shadow later bluntly intercepting when the seeds of doubt were already planted in Silver's mind) is necessary to make him see the truth of Mephiles' deception. However, I do not think Silver believes life is simple and fair: he expresses frustration in '06 about the endless battle against Iblis he has been fighting for so long:

Blaze: Looks like we stopped it for now. Silver: But, it'll just rise up from its ashes again. [Hits a brick wall with his fist in frustration.] What's the point of all this? It'll never end. Blaze: Calm down, Silver. Silver: [disappointed] Then tell me what we should do. How can we completely destroy Iblis?

So yeah; he is frustrated and angry and does not know what to do anymore. A general conclusion I can draw from '06 is that he is naive there, because he immediately trusts Mephiles has good intentions and provides information with as goal to defeat Iblis forever. Silver does not question Mephiles' motives until much farther into the game.

Sonic Rivals

After that, we get Rivals... and Silver is not naive here, I would say. He is willing to give "Eggman" the benefit of the doubt at the start of his story, expressing a desire to "talk to him" first before taking to brawling multiple times. However, when more and more evidence begins stacking up, he becomes convinced of the idea that "Eggman" is actually a disguised Eggman Nega, and he is right! Furthermore noteworthy is that he figured this out all by himself, through reasoning there is something wrong about "Eggman's" speech and mannerisms, the fact he possesses the camera, and the fact "Eggman" mentions the "present and future". It shows multiple things: Silver is shrewd enough to have a keen awareness of the usual way Eggman Nega behaves, can further compare that to how other people act, can reason that it's highly unlikely Eggman just got his hands on a camera from the future out of nowhere when Eggman Nega is so protective of it, listens well enough to what is being said to notice tiny details and slip-ups, and can draw logical and correct conclusions based on all that information together. It means Silver is not at all dumb or unobservant. And thus, I would say he is not naive here! He doesn't trust "Eggman" as far as he can throw him, but also waits with his accusations before there is so much evidence it is impossible that what he suspects isn't true.

Sonic Rivals 2

And that shrewdness continues in Rivals 2! Eggman Nega directly says: "Ah, Silver, very perceptive! Nothing gets by you, I see." when Silver immediately calls him out when he shows up as "Eggman" again. Thus, he does not fall for the same trick twice! Interesting to note is that Eggman Nega did deny knowing anything about himself when disguised as "Eggman" in Rivals 1; is it possible he knew Silver would not believe him if he tried that again?

However, I would say Silver is somewhat more naive in Rivals 2 than in 1 because of a simple fact: he just figures Espio will know he is telling the truth because he is telling the truth.

Silver: Agh! Where did Eggman Nega take off to? Espio: Silver... What is this about saving our world? Silver: If you want to save your world, we have to hide the Chao in a safe place. Espio: You want me to believe that? Silver: Yes, why? Espio: Unbelievable as it may seem... For some reason, I trust you.

When Espio asks if Silver just wants him to believe that, Silver answers in affirmative while being completely earnest. There is absolutely no consideration of the fact Espio has no reason to believe him and might not believe him at all because Silver currently is basically kidnapping Chao left and right. He even tells Espio straight to his face that he is kidnapping Chao earlier in the game:

Silver: Hey, Espio! Where did you go? Espio: Silver! I know you're responsible for the disappearing Chao. Silver: That's right! To save our worlds. Espio: But that doesn't make sense. Why?

Eggman Nega interrupts before Silver can explain, but also here Silv comes steamrolling through with his honesty like a sledgehammer to the knees. So here Silver's naivete shows itself in an 'opposite' way compared to how it showed in '06, I would say: instead of taking other people at face value, he believes everyone takes him at face value because what he is telling is true. That can furthermore mean he thinks life is 'simple'; nicely black-and-white, where good people like him who want to save the world do not lie and deceive and thus immediately are believed by other good people. It just does not seem to occur to him that people do not automatically believe him, haha! He furthermore gets angry when people express scepticism about his world-saving attempts:

Knuckles: So Silver, what do you want with the Chao, anyway? Silver: I have to save your world or mine will be destroyed, too! Knuckles: What? And you think the Chao can help? You're crazy. Silver: I'll show you how crazy I am. Knuckles: Oh yeah? Bring it on!

I feel it definitely relates to the above-discussed, based on Silver's trusting attitude, but his reactions to not being believed are another story.

Sonic Colours, Sonic Generations and Sonic Forces

In Colours DS, Silver shows a bit more of a sassy side to him, mocking Eggman's ride as inaccurate and boasting to Blaze about his powers. He notices Orbot and Cubot appeared when he and Blaze neared a specific ride, which gives Blaze the incentive to urge Sonic to check it out. There is no indication of naivete as described above here. Silver doesn't have too big a role in Generations next, but he expresses clear distrust for when Sonic suddenly pops up while Silver is hanging out in the void. He asks if Sonic is an imposter/fake sent for the Emerald, and battles with him until Sonic has defeated him, thus proving he is real. Again: not a trace of naivete. I would even go so far as to say him not trusting Sonic immediately is the opposite of naivete.

And the same kind of goes for Forces, really. Silver is on top of things in the Resistance: he is helping with developing plans, he shoots Infinite's taunting down immediately, he is just generally very grounded and desiring to make things right for the world. For this game I truly cannot think of an example that shows him as a naive person. He definitely believes that they can make things better and turn the tide of the war, but not in an overly trusting, 'life is simple and fair' kind of way. At most, his brushing off of the 'strange readings' (Classic Sonic and Tails) in the Mystic Jungle as just another Eggman robot could perhaps show something like that? But I feel like that is quite the stretch and also not unbelievable for him to figure that is the case, considering the entire world is overran by robots at that moment.

Team Sonic Racing

(I nearly forgot about this game, woops.) This one is a bit of a doozy; I think the English Trash Talk Scene which I so detest was meant to give a sense of naivete to Silver... except it just directly contradicts the fact he trash talks everyone in the game itself. And also in this game he is shrewd otherwise: he immediately predicts there will be trouble in his very introduction, he alerts everyone the moment he sees Eggman and Dodon Pa talk (and is furthermore believed immediately by his friends), he asks Omochao's help to keep an eye on the tracks to sate his worries, and confronts Eggman directly about what he and Dodon Pa were discussing. Eggman is as transparant as can be about having hired Zavok in his denial, but Silver might not have been around when that was said (he was not in that cutscene) and thus he very well might have reached that conclusion by himself. So also here: zero taking-things-at-face-value. He does not believe Eggman in the slightest, and all his suspicions and bad feelings that he attempts to tackle and get to the bottom of throughout the game are proven correct.

Overall conclusion

So based on the above info from games and assuming I have not missed something, the only games wherein Silver has shown true signs of naivete are '06 and traces in Rivals 2. In the other games he is far more sceptical and distrustful. Rivals 1 furthermore shows him as quite shrewd and able to put various pieces of information together to see if it aligns with what he thinks is happening. So... I think the conclusion I can get from here is that Silver actually is naive no more, haha! It at least has not been shown in any recent game, with only '06 running on it. The fact that bios still extensively bring it up might relate to the fact Silver's backstory is still heavily tied to '06, which I talked about in an earlier post as well. I do think it is safe to say Silver has a very straightforward mindset: he believes others trust him because he is saying the truth in Rivals 2, the moment Sonic beats him in Generations is the moment he believes that Sonic is the real deal, and so on. So I think that is for me the best way I can describe Silver's naivete: it makes him extremely straightforward and gives him somewhat of a black-and-white mindset wherein people automatically trust him because he is speaking the truth (which is not how the real world works). But he is too perceptive, shrewd, and seemingly good at piecing together clues to be dumb or idiotic, that much is certain.

I feel like I got off-topic somewhat, but I hope I answered your question well!🍀

#silver the hedgehog #long post #sonic 06 #sonic rivals #sonic rivals 2 #sonic colours ds #sonic generations #sonic forces #this became long haha! but looking into it all was lots of fun! ^-^

[reverse-queer-dictionary]

Queer Dictionary Update 12/01/24

I added and finished the multigender section!

What this includes:

Labels that specify how many genders you identify as

Labels that specify which genders you do/don’t identify as

The bigender system

Fluid and/or fluctuating multigenders (it felt more appropriate to put them here than in the fluid/fluctuating category)

I also added a few notes on the header.

Here is the link to the carrd!

And here is a link to a post that explains what the carrd is in a little more depth!

Feel free to send in any asks about the carrd! Questions, comments, suggestions, and just general feedback (as long as it’s not just trash-talking/unhelpful criticism) are always welcome! :D

#queer dictionary #queer resources #queer labels #lgbtq help #lgbtq community #lgbtq #lgbtqia #queer #mogai #imoga

[legendsobsessions]

What does

clandestine

mean?

According to the dictionary I have sitting on my desk, it means "marked by, held in, or conducted with secrecy."

If you're referring to my blog header, that comes from something that @chaos-cousins did involving an alternate version of me. To sum things up, I may have encouraged Ren there and his cousins to take on Sinnoh's Gym Challenge and eventually take on the Pokémon League, because that would mean they ultimately would fight the Champion of said Pokémon League.

(I never got to fight him personally, of course. Different worlds, and he has been through more than enough already. Frankly, I'd like to have words with whatever or whoever keeps sending him around the multiverse like a ping-pong ball...)

Crucially, I never informed him of who the Champion was. And Ren, being very dramatic—always a trait appreciated here—decided to make a calling card to inform the Champion that he was going to steal their title. It began, I believe, with "O clandestine champion on top of the world."

...You may be able to imagine how surprised he was to find out who that clandestine champion was.

Anyway, to any of my followers who may not have known: hello, Sinnoh Champion here for well over a decade! Haven't lost my title yet, and while I wouldn't mind retiring at some point, I certainly have no intention of giving that title up easily.

#rotomblr #pokeblogging #pokeblog rp #pokemon irl

[rathayibacter]

if spambots made their header a random eyestrain gif, their icon a random photo of an object, and their name a concatenation of three random dictionary words, id be fooled every time

[firebreathonary]

Firebreathonary Ranking 2023

Below, a table and a graph list the Top 10 contributors of all time since the Firebreathonary was started. Ways of contributing counted are Entries (Words, Expressions, Emojis, Names, Songs / Albums Titled Wrong, Squads), Examples for Words, Expressions or Emojis, as well as others like creating Social Media Icons or Headers. Please note that this is in no way a competition. It is only done to honor those that contribute the most to the growth of the Firebreathonary.

Firebreathonary Public Polls (PTPV) & Account [ Tw | IG | @firebreathonary​ ] 59 Contributions This means every single one of you who ever voted to add a new entry to our beloved dictionary in one of our polls. So Thank You and Cabplatzwillations to all of you! You all did this! .

Ilhan [ Tw | IG ] 40 Contributions Ilhan holds Rank 2 with the second highest amount of contributions. Cabplatzulations! .

Daniel Platzman [ Tw | IG ] 20 Contributions Platz remains on Rank 3. It’s still indragonable how much he has contributed over the years! .

Ben McKee [ Tw | IG ] & Tabea [ IG ] 19 Contributions Ben is joint on Rank 4 by Tabea, who climbs up 4 ranks. Conplatzulations to both! .

Wendy [ Tw | IG ] 18 Contributions Wendy rises up to Rank 5, improving three ranks from her position in the previous year - cabplatzwillations! .

Mandy [ Tw | IG ] 17 Contributions Mandy joins the ranking anew this year, on Rank 6 with a whopping count of 17 contributions - cabplatz! .

Mükemmelland WhatsApp Group [ Tw ] 16 Contributions These are mostly the undated / untracked entries of 2015 stemming from a time when this dictionary was just an insider in said WhatsApp group, long before it was made public or entries were noted down with the according date. .

Joseph L. Bailey [ Tw | IG ] 15 Contributions Joseph can add a few contributions, but still drops from Rank 6 to Rank 8. We're still super gratefull for all your contributions! .

Claudia [ Tw | IG ] & Karin [ Tw | IG ] 12 Contributions Each Claudia remains a steady guest in the ranking, but drops three ranks down to 9 this year. Karin only drops two ranks to join Claudia on Rank 9. We are still indragonably grateful for every single one of your contributions! .

Dan Reynolds [ Tw | IG | Tu ] & Imagine Dragons [ Tw | IG | Tu ] 11 Contributions Each Both drop three ranks from 7 down to Rank 10. But we still hold each contribution dear to our hearts and are v grateful!

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That’s it!

Thanks a Billion to all of You - the Firebreathonary wouldn’t be the same without any of You. We couldn’t be as big as we are today if You wouldn’t keep adding entries to our beloved dictionary.

We hope You had a good Year 2023 and that 2024 will be even better for You. Thanks a Billion for making this year such a good one for the Firebreathonary and we hope to see you all around in the next one as well!

Keep Spreading the Words!

#firebreathonary ranking #firebreathonary #firebreathers dictionary #firebreather friday #firebreather flamily #imagine dragons fans #imagine dragons #fan project #firebreathers #flamily #fandom #fans #project #dictionary #ranking #spread the words

[conlangcrab]

Just discovered aba'abe and am in love with this very silly idea and all it's contributors.

My one-ish suggestion(s) is to emulate a dictionary's style by having header 1 starting letter labels betwixt the sections of words that start with the same letter and by having every such section start on a new page: this would make it easier to find the K-section by navigating using google doc's outline features and make the document more ledgible.

A younger version of myself woulda just made that change 'for you' without asking; but, I'm not that younger version of myself and will be behaving politely in your pet project.

Actually that's very thoughtful, danke liege 🦀

#conlangcrab #conlanging #constructed language #aba'abe #ask

[ghelgheli]

🔥 - linguistics

I'm a few years removed from the dialogue here but at least when i was witness to it there's an excessive amount of hand-wringing in historical linguistics over the metaphysical/ontological status of reconstructed entities.

no, a compilation of reconstructed grammar/idiom/phonetics is not the expression of some metaphysically extant language we can place as "having existed" at some point in the past. if you learn reconstructed proto-germanic, you haven't grokked A Language that had its own existence approximately two thousand years ago. but this is just as true of learning any contemporary language! we have to recognize that the relational nature of language (cf. witty) is compossible with the fact that no language has an ideal existence outside of us — the very relational nature of language in fact guarantees this. it's uncontroversial (except to chauvinists not worth paying mind to) that you don't learn The English; you acquire a personal competency in phonetics/grammar/etc. i.e. "a language" that allows you to communicate with others possessing competencies in close-enough "languages". and any attempt at compiling a standard of a language (like a dictionary) is, most charitably, a project of recording observational facts about how communication within a certain, bounded population takes place (and this population is almost always not representative of every instance of communication taking place under the header of that language)

all this is to say: sure, that textbook on PIE is not giving you epistemic access to an ideal object of a language that existed somewhere on the eurasian steppe 6000 years ago. this, however, is not important! a successful reconstruction gives you access to the exact same thing a textbook on today's icelandic would: the knowledge to develop a competency in the features of a language you acquire in your own brain such that you can engage, relationally, with the extant attestations we have of that language. no, learning proto-turkic is not giving you a direct mind link to the language inside some guy's head three thousand years ago, but no language-learning does this. what it should do is give you the ability to understand utterances by members of a certain linguistic community that existed at some point in the past (and yeah, hypothetically, if you ended up in the same place as one of them somehow, you should not have too hard a time communicating with each other)

#ask answer #linguistics #histling #its ENTIRELY possible I have misrepresented the state of historical linguistics here but #i remember multiple instructors being very hard pressed about this

[transhuman-priestess]

"you'll find that as an ally i don't take kindly to ANYONE using that word!!!!"

im incorporating this into my personal dictionary from now on im fucking losing it over that

If you'll turn your attention to my blog header you'll find i am now "Somewhat Poppin' Fresh"