#chunking grammar

[luutuanvu]

Khám phá 6 chiến lược giúp làm chủ ngữ pháp tiếng Anh dành cho người bận rộn. Phương pháp không cần ghi nhớ quy tắc từ chuyên gia với hơn 10 năm kinh nghiệm giúp bạn tự tin giao tiếp chỉ sau 60 ngày.

[ulteri0rm0tives]

I wonder if Johnny, when he kills, despite trying his very fucking hardest to run from the programming of the military, uses the same justification that's usually instilled there. That he's only doing what he has to do with no time to ruminate on it. I wonder if he feels any guilt over this, remorse, that his ego soothes over with these justifications. That they deserve it. That he doesn't really leave the dehumanization that he's learned in the military pertaining to his 'targets' behind. That in his eyes, these are lives that don't matter due to not aligning with his personal beliefs or interests.

[sunsetsnz]

someone please tell me to write for fuck’s sake i will take any encouragement please

[shiroganeryo]

Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Nakahara Chuuya/Yosano Akiko (Bungou Stray Dogs) Additional Tags: Non-Explicit Sex, to the best of my ability, Falling In Love, Denial of Feelings, Secret Relationship, Romantic Fluff, Canon Compliant, but assume it's after Yokohama has ceased bursting into flames and things are peaceful, Post-Canon, Love Hotels

The underlying threat hidden underneath the redhead’s smooth tone sounded like the most titillating melody to her ears.

“Bold words for someone whose guard is wide open in front of an enemy,” Yosano teases, a glare locked on his unprotected back. How hard would it actually be to strike him from a blind spot, she wondered?

The Executive chuckles. “You sure could try pulling a funny,” he teases back. “But we didn’t come here for this, now, did we.”

Written for BSD Rarepair Week, day 3: Secret relationship.

[hippydippydruid]

Kelsey grammar is so cool

[cherry-treelane]

segments of writing pieces which are never getting completed and published so ill just post them here

[aq2003]

re your anon's "Also I find it funny that I keep finding out every other acclaimed Shakespearean actor has some weird ass theory on Shakespeare or his work. Like why?" - this so much! One is Baconian, another is Rutlandian etc, bless Tennant at the very least for "I don't really caring" this issue from the get go.

derek jacobi and mark rylance meet me in the pit !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[reitziluz]

wishing u well!! u r great and cool and im cheering for u!!

oh! thank you!

it's been a p good couple of days. i've been recovering from the nightmare this month has been and the crisis mode i had to go in. it unlocked something in me, and i've been able to do things shittily and "wrong" in the way where they still actually get done.

i may complain about the Dreadful Chunk of dialogue i'm working on, but actually it's also incredibly juicy shit and i can't wait to finally inflict it on people!

hope you're having a great day!

[ofcowardiceandkings]

wanting to do art around a song but not knowing how to go about it is currently the bane of my existence

[rabbitmotifs]

learning a foreign language is hell i dont know how polyglots do it

[thedreadpoetroberts]

You can be really smart and still have a learning disability.

You can be really smart and still have a learning disability.

You can be really smart and still have a learning disability.

[tillman]

Dont ask me to speak those btw. Im just fine at learning to read a language but the second I have to form words its like fuck I struggle to form sentences in english let alone old french 😭

[holymistake]

i dont know what it is about me and what it is about other people that creates this divide in thinking other than that it doesn’t apply to me but i am rubbed the wrong way SO HARD when people go, and used to say to me, “oh, which side of your family did you get [insert hobby or talent] from?”

the question has always disgusted me, as a taken aback child, and as an adult hearing people discuss it now

sometimes people have an inherent interest and it is not genetic. now i’m older, i do understand that growing up around certain things might make people curious and try them as children.

that said, even taking that into account — i know this is the extremes of thinking but TAKEN to the extremes, it feels aligned with eugenics somehow. it feels like literal eugenics to assume that all traits including intellectual and of personality come straight from one’s progenitors, and that aspects like intelligence and predilections and predispositions and talents can be perhaps even guaranteed by the right selection of parentage. it does so much more than give me the ick and most other people are not bothered in the least by this

am i crazy??? am i crazy or just an artsy kid whose parents had nothing to do with my hobbies or interests, one of them did everything in his power to squash them, and everyone always assumed that i had Gotten It From Somewhere besides just being a child in the world that was frankly neglected at best and was curious and got nothing from my parents except a lot of life-altering trauma. and i found out one day that drawing pictures was like magic. i could make anything, things that didn’t exist. i found that myself.

[npdkondraki]

honestly colts here more often than anyone would ever assume . the guy just never talks unless stalk wants to complain

[thewriteadviceforwriters]

Weekly Grammar Tip: Power of the Period (Literally)

Ever wondered how a tiny dot can make or break your writing? That's the power of the period! This punctuation mark does more than just end sentences. It adds rhythm, clarity, and even drama to your prose. Here are some tips:

 Keep It Short and Simple

Long sentences can confuse readers and water down your message. Break up complex ideas with periods for bite-sized, easy-to-digest chunks.

Example:

Before: The alchemist worked tirelessly in his dimly lit laboratory, mixing potions, consulting ancient texts, and conducting experiments late into the night.

After: The alchemist worked tirelessly in his dimly lit laboratory. He mixed potions, consulted ancient texts, and conducted experiments late into the night.

Dodge the Run-Ons

Run-on sentences happen when independent clauses are strung together without proper punctuation or conjunctions. Periods help you avoid these and keep your grammar game strong.

Example:

Before: Lady Isabella entered the room she surveyed the scene with a keen eye.

After: Lady Isabella entered the room. She surveyed the scene with a keen eye.

 Spotlight Key Points

Short sentences can emphasize important details and add a dramatic flair. Periods create natural pauses to let your key information shine.

Example:

Before: In the heart of London, amidst the chaos and noise, a secret meeting took place that would change everything.

After: In the heart of London, amidst the chaos and noise, a secret meeting took place. It would change everything.

Mix It Up for Rhythm

A blend of short and long sentences creates an engaging rhythm in your writing. Periods allow you to control this flow and keep readers hooked.

Example:

Before: Elizabeth Thorn, a skilled herbalist, used her knowledge to heal the sick during the Great Plague, her potions and remedies providing much-needed relief to those who were suffering.

After: Elizabeth Thorn, a skilled herbalist, used her knowledge to heal the sick during the Great Plague. Her potions and remedies provided much-needed relief to those who were suffering.

[cherie-doll]

Cod men reaction .

He and reader were on a mall date and reader suddenly stopped to look at a kids toy/a book/a book series. The thing is, reader grown up as the oldest grandchild, they used to have that toy/book(s), but it was ruined by their younger siblings/cousins.

Based on my real situation. Sorry for the broken grammar, I was typing this with one hand while eating pizza.

this reminds me of how i used to collect the archie comics as a kid and i loved reading them until my younger sibling ruined it bc they slobbered all over the pages like a dog, also, i hope that pizza was good i'm lowkey hungry

༢ུ· Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Roach, Alejandro, Rudy, Phillip Graves, Makarov, Keegan, König, Horangi, Nikto

Price would turn right away when he noticed you've stopped walking. He's watching you, the skin creasing around his eyes as he smiles and his eyes soften. There's just something to seeing you in awe, recognizing that thing you've wanted for a long time, the nostalgia that must've bubbled up inside of you seeing it again. He'll come up beside you and say "why don't we buy it?".

Simon stared, confused at what could be so interesting, and when he saw it was only a silly stuffed animal. At first he thinks it only caught your attention because it was cute, but it was quite plain, a little ugly looking plush too. But you remember hugging it when you slept as a child, it had a certain smell to it too, until it got ripped apart by your sibling's puppy. You had cried but never got a new one. Without prompting from his part you start telling him the story of how much you loved that thing, and how you still sort of do. Silently nodding and already pulling out his wallet.

Johnny actually pointed out the game you mentioned playing when you were younger, the game you described to him because you couldn't remember the name of it. "Isn't that the game you've been talking about?". You excitedly reply that it is as he picks up the box, your eyes going straight to the price tag but he's already going to checkout to buy it. You ask him what he's doing, "you've been wanting to try it out again, right?" he replies with a smile.

Kyle remembers the time he helped you go through boxes when you moved in with him and how he opened a box filled with old stuff from your childhood. He had found a set of beat up books, some with pages missing, chunks ripped out or with crayon scrawled on them. You tell him it was a series you loved reading as a kid but was messed up by your siblings who played a mean prank on you. He later goes on out and purchases the same set of books and surprised you with them when he arrives home.

Roach once noticed a keychain made of seashells hanging on your bag, some of the shells were broken but it still looked like it had been a pretty little trinket. He played with it, fidgeting with it until he asked you why you still carried the old broken keychain. You tell him it was a gift from your late grandfather that he had made, kids had pulled at it and it had fallen to the floor, breaking in pieces. You had tried fixing it before but were missing pieces. He didn't buy you a new one, instead he spent an evening gathering seashells that looked close to the broken ones and rearranging them in the same order. It was difficult but was worth seeing you happy.

Alejandro could probably late to having to give up your toys to younger siblings or cousins because he had to do the same. So, it feels as if he heals something within himself when you both stop and look at the toys in a secondhand store that bring you a sort of nostalgia. He remembers summers spent playing outside and having to share the toy plane with his siblings. He notices you staring at a toy too and decides to give into making the little kid still in both of you happy.

Rudy has seen how you still keep the little dolls aligned neatly on your shelf. He's noticed how you put up a new one every time you find one when going through your old stuff. He's listened as you tell him how there is one specific doll you remember owning that was your favorite to play with, until it was either taken by some other kid who thrown away accidentally. He spots it at an antique shop and recognizes it because he's always thinking of you. Knowing this will make you feel complete he buys it and excitedly goes home to show you.

Phillip would have been walking along just like any other day he takes you shopping at the mall for you to let some stress out by swiping a credit card. He felt the absence of your hand on his arm and when he turned around he saw you in the toy shop through the glass display. When you held it in your hands, you felt your old emotional attachment to the toy reignite, it was smaller than you remembered but still as secure and comforting as ever. You turn to find Phillip beside you, he only nods, giving you the green light to just go ahead and buy it.

Makarov would hardly deny you from buying anything you wanted. It just strikes him as odd for there to be a change in the pattern you keep of buying clothes, jewelry and other luxurious items for a stuffed animal. But he knew that soft look in your eye, the reminiscing of a memory from long ago still etched in your mind that bloomed in your heart again. His eyes went from plush to you and back to the plush again. He told you to buy it and anymore you might have wanted.

Keegan found it slightly amusing that you had gotten so excited over seeing a children's series you thought had become lost media. He had taken you to the bookstore and instead of finding some cute romcom or some classical piece of literature you ended up in the corner of the kid's book section immersed in rereading the series that had become your escapism when you were a kid. You were going to leave it back where you found it when leaving but Keegan just chuckled and told you to buy the entire series.

König stared curiously at how entranced you were by the plush the kid held in front of you while at the food court. At first, he thought you were having baby fever or something, but really you were more interested in kid's backpack plush. You remember having one as a kid, you used to take it everywhere with you until you lost it, not knowing if one of your parents gave it away. You passed by a store that sold them, and König guided you inside the store to buy one for you. It was funny when the lady at the register asked if it was a gift for your kid.

Horangi knew you always had a thing for collecting adorable figurines, toys, anything that reminded you of when you were a kid. You took care of them so well too, placing them on shelves which he built btw, and dusting them off frequently. When asked why you were so particular about caring for them, you said it was because your old toys were always being broken from your siblings playing too rough with them. It must've broke your little kid heart to see them on the ground, all dirty and chipped off pieces. Now, he is always surprising you with one when he comes back from the store.

Nikto's first thought was that you had picked up the figurine as a gift for one of the kids in your family. At first, he couldn't understand that you were getting it for you, you were staring at the toy so fondly. What memory could have arisen in your mind at the moment? But he recognized the feeling of finding serenity in the little mundane things in life; in your case a toy. He offered to pay for it and as he drove home, he kept glancing over to you and seeing how you had the little thing in your hands, holding it instead of leaving it in the bag. He couldn't even tease you for it.