i hope black people with cluster b disorders know how much they're loved. i hope every single one of you know that you deserve respect and humanity just like everyone else. the stigma that comes with having a cluster b disorder on top of being black is a tiring experience, but from the bottom of my heart, i hope you know that i hope you're feeling loved and accepted each and every day. you aren't a monster, you aren't a terrible person, you're not abusive, cruel, manipulative for having a disorder. you're a wonderful person who is trying their best and i hope that at least today, the day will be nicer to you.
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i promise that no matter what mental illnesses or disabilities or physical differences you have there will always be someone who will adore you. there are people who love fat and chubby people. there are people who love people with scarring and body hair, acne, or freckles. there are people who love physically disabled people or people with deformities. there are people who love systems and cluster b people. there are people who love neurodivergent people. there are people who love trans people and trans and intersex bodies of all kinds. there are people who share these traits with the people they love and want to give you the love they never got themselves until they met others like them. you just have to find them, and let them.
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I really love your style for some reason and your After Death au is scratching something in my brain in a good way. I really like the sibling dynamic for Cyn and Uzi here, hopefully it helps both of em because god knows both have been through the horrors and now with N out of the picture pretty much entirely ;-;
Thank you so so much!! The compliments mean a lot!
Also yes, Uzi and cyns sibling dynamic is like my favorite thing ever LOL. The after death trio needs eachother, even if one doesn’t admit it (COUGH COUGH V COUGH)
As for N however.
He’s not completely out of the picture, after all they currently have the same goal.
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Npd culture (and probably anyone tbh.) is being confused why no one cared about your birthday. They always remember other peoples and mark them down and make a big deal of it, so why did no one even notice it was mine. It was a week ago and I’m still not over it..
Now it’s my friends birthday tomorrow. People were already excited and planning stuff. I know if I don’t pretend to care about it they’re gonna say something. I literally had to state multiple times that it was mine for someone to go “oh, it’s your birthday?”! Not to mention it was my 18th birthday and I thought maybe people would notice this was a big thing for me, I didn’t even believe I’d make it this far.
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so I've been working on my latest conlang, irkan osla (or just osla for short), for a bit now and would like to showcase its writing system in this post! osla has a syllabic alphabet, not too dissimilar to korean hangul, where letters are stacked according to certain rules to make syllable blocks.
osla's syllable structure is (C)(C)V(V)(C), here's how the stacks work for each type of syllable:
all letters have small, wide, and tall forms depending on their position in the syllable. here are all the letters with their IPA value and romanization:
and here's an example text! i translated parts of the minecraft end poem into osla. maybe i'll make another post just focusing on the grammar when it's more developed. the poem says in english:
What did this player dream?
This player dreamed of sunlight and trees. Of fire and water. It dreamed it created. And it dreamed it destroyed. It dreamed it hunted, and was hunted. It dreamed of shelter.
Does it know that we love it? That the universe is kind?
Sometimes, through the noise of its thoughts, it hears the universe, yes.
this post is getting long, so under the cut you'll find a "sans-serif" version as well as the poem in osla and its gloss if you're also a linguistics nerd and wanna know what's going on under the hood (the roman numerals stand for the 3 noun classes)! thanks for reading!
The way regular people would write something quickly on a piece of paper with a regular pen is an aspect of creating neographies that I feel is often overlooked, so I developed this sans-serif version that people would probably be more likely to use when writing their shopping lists or diary entries:
And, finally, here's the poem translation:
pak oṇḍul phan wimbakis?
DET.I.SG.PROX play-AGN what dream-PST.3SG.I?
pak oṇḍul lümaṇiuṣerothi han buloni an wimbakis. kaṣkhaothi han nilothi an. wimbakis, run sëmamkis. wimbakis, run xokthakis, han bumxokthakis. zöga an wimbakis.
DET.I.SG.PROX play-AGN sunlight-II.SG.DAT and tree-II.PL.DAT of dream-PST.3SG.I. Fire-II.SG.DAT and water-II.SG.DAT of. dream-PST.3SG.I, that create-PST.3SG.I. dream-PST.3SG.I, that hunt-PST.3SG.I, and PASS-hunt-PST.3SG.I. shelter of dream-PST.3SG.I.
ṭauraka, run kaak samare? run glutsüna flia?
know-NP.3SG.I, that 3SG.I.ABS love-NP.1PL? that universe kind?
imba ethamo, khaṣiŋli an ka’am hu’aŋni pitë, glutsüna ṣaraka, ti.
some time-NOM.III.PL, noise-ACC.II.SG of 3SG.I.GEN thought-NOM.III.PL through, universe hear-NP.3SG.I, yes.
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ain’t no way i was blaming myself for something and then i just said “but it literally isn’t my fault…” y’all am i finally in my healing era?? that’s so crazy tbh.
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