This is destine for 0 notes but… here goes nothing
This is destine for 0 notes but… here goes nothing
we have literally created our own dialogue? language? here on tumblr and i think that is the most amazing thing ever
please disregard my shitty editing skills
no listen this is actually really amazing because this is a real thing. i think this counts as a pidgin language. a pidgin language is basically a changed, simplified version of a language. you can change the spellings of words, pronunciation, grammar rules, or even make up new words. i think. i’d have to research it a bit more to be sure but i’m 90% sure this is right. if its not a pidgin language, then its a lingua franca but thats more used for trade and stuff like that. but still a new language. so yes, we’ve created our own language. we’ve changed the whole sentence structure. we can trail off sentences, say things like “i just cant”, and use words like ship, OTP, fic, fandom, feels, and ship names and everyone will understand what you’re saying. the part that i love most is how people go “OMGH IM CRIIY NIG SOIOO HARD” and understand each other. for example “IM LIUA GHMNIG”. that one was incredibly easy, but if you knew that said “I’m laughing”, congratulations. You speak a pidgin language. we can even say stuff like “Does anyone know of a Johnlock fic, at least 20k words, not a WIP, with no OCs, and is Post-Reichenbach? Or just a Destiel PWP would be great.” To someone not on tumblr, that wouldn’t make any sense. but you understood, didn’t you? One characteristic of a pidgin language is that you have to learn it like a second language. Another characteristic is that it is frequently changing. tumblr goes through many trends with how we talk. if i remember correctly, when i first made an account about two years ago, talking like this wasn’t quite as common. also, that thing of suddenly capitalizing your sentence is fairly recent. you know, when people go “the new epISODE IS TOMORROW”. Like one of the people up there said, all of this is awesome because how else do you easily show emotion and tone over the internet? we’ve even made a whole sense of humour that most people here share in. There’s so much more that I could talk about with this, but i’m tired and i may be entirely wrong about everything. but yes. people on the fandom side of tumblr who speak like this are speaking a new language
It’s more amazing when you think that the new language was developed almost exclusively through indirect communication.
Man I wish I still had linguisitics classes because I am sure this totally counts as a pidgin language…
Hhahajabheiwnznfan oh my fucking god
I don’t want to major in linguistics anymore
NO YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND DON’T APOLOGIZE THIS IS THE BEST
I suck at comforting people I’m just like
I heard the flatline of Lesley’s heart machine and I knew death was upon my door. I collapsed in tears and screamed out, the boys tried to get me to calm down and doctors rushed past. They scrambled to save the one girl who had saved me. I heard them shock her multiple times until the rhythmic beat of the her heart monitor was back. I breathed relief and calmed down. She fought for me, she must’ve done. What else would she do? She doesn’t believe in herself, only me. At least I hope so. Wow, that sounded cocky. Way too cocky for me. But I love Lesley, she means the world to me. I don’t know how I would live without her. My light, my comfort, everything I need. And right now she was almost dead in her blanket in a hospital. I just feel sorry for her Dad. She meets up with him and finds his daughter and then she goes and saves my life, practically killing herself. I just hope Lesley will wake up soon. I just… need to tell her something. Something really important.
It’s been 5 days. Lesley hasn’t woken up yet. But she is getting better. I was allowed in her room and so I’m going in. I stood up and reached her door. I turned the knob and entered her room. Shutting the door behind me, I got a good look at Lesley. There she was, my beautiful girl, broken and torn up. A bandage around her head, scars everywhere, and burns on her arms and legs. How could she have got like this to save my life? I sat down in the chair next to her bed. I grabbed her hand and squeezed it lightly, needing a response. I got nothing and I sighed. I decided to talk to her. “Hey Lesley. It’s me, Harry. I really need to thank you for saving my life. I don’t know why you risked your life for mine, but I genuinely appreciate it. You are a beautiful girl Lesley. I still love you. I heard everything you said that day. You know I will love you forever. And if you want, we can get back together. I love you too much to ever let you go again. Lesley, I love you and I really need to kiss you. So I’m going to.” I bent forward and touched my lips to hers. I pulled back and a small grin etched across my face. I loved this girl so bloody much. Everything about her. I just needed her to wake up. She was everything. I heard her stir and her eyes opened.
I had movement in my legs my eyes moved. I felt contact on my lips. I recognized it, Harry. I opened my eyes and saw Harry. His shining face was dirty and had cuts over it. His green eyes, oh his eyes. They were dull and stopped sparkling. I opened my mouth and said “I love you Harry.” Harry smiled at me and wrapped his arms around my frail body. Everything about his touch I missed. Everything about him, his smell, his touch, his lips and the way they curved, his heart, his hugs, everything. I needed him. He whispered “I love you too Lesley.” I smiled, things were right. Oh boy I might be wrong.
Over Again (Piano Cover)
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