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kittydesade) wrote2012-11-05 09:23 am
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All vocab today, it looks like. Which, hey, gives me the opportunity to coordinate some adjectives.
Items of clothing:
léine - shirt
blús - blouse
geansaí - pullover
treabhsar/briste - trousers
cóta/casóg - coat/jacket
culaith (éadaigh) suit (of clothes)
seaicéad - jacket
sciorta - skirt
gúna - dress
stoca(í) - stockings
dearg - red
buí - yellow/orange
uaine/glas - green
gorm - blue
corcra - purple
dubh - black
bán - white
liath - gray
donn - brown
fionn - fair (of hair)
ard - tall
íseal - short
ramhar - fat
tanaí - thin
láidir - strong
lag - weak
taitneamhach - pleasant
gránna - unpleasant, rude
croiúll - cheerful
cineálta - kind
macánta - honest, mild-mannered
cúirtéiseach - polite (cúirtéis - courtesy)
foighneach - patient (foighne - patience)
meabhrach - intelligent (meabhair - mind)
éirimiúll - intelligent
cliste - dexterous, smart
dáiríre - sincere
tuisceanach - understanding, considerate
díograiseach - diligent
dílis - loyal
stuama - level-headed
Several of the adjectives describing personality have opposites indicated by mí- or neamh-
mí-mhacánta - dishonest
mí-chúirtéiseach - discourteous
neamhthuisceanach - inconsiderate
mí-fhoighneach - impatient
(So apparently mí causes lenition.)
So, I'm already over the minimum word count for my Yuletide assignment fic and.... it's totally not what I got matched for. It's for the other fandom requested that I knew, was familiar with, could totally write that for oh my god I've only been steeping myself in that fandom for a while. I mean, I've got bunnies for both, but this is just hilariously ridiculous. But then again, if I'm right and I get a draft to my beta by the end of this week/beginning of next, that's one thing down. I have the feeling this recipient is going to get All The Fic. And then, you know, there's Nano, too. But YULETIDE. Yuletide Yuletide Yuletide. And my inability to write short fic ever.
Also I have no idea why my brain abruptly seized upon Bane (movie-version, that is) this morning and decided we needed to cuddle and fix him. I blame the fact that that bit about "now is not the time for fear" made it into a recaplysis this weekend. I swear, the line was right there. Anyway. Other stuff to write. Besides, getting anything involving Bane to a point where he would let anyone other than Herself cuddle and fix him would take a novel. Or two.
So, we got linked from one of the in-character Haven twitters again over the weekend. Dave's, this time. The scarier part is that it seems to be sort of an in-character dialogue/response to my tweeting him about "hey, we got a suspect for your break-in." The even scarier part is that the link I sent the Teagues' in-character accounts is not the one that was linked in his kind-of reply, that was a whole other one we never tweeted at them. Anyway, this resulted in beating our previous hits-in-a-day record, and now we're kind of torn between diving under the bunker and planning the future of our blog. Holy shit.
Took a bunch of stuff over to the house yesterday! Two trips, cleaned out the spare room, cleaned out a bunch of other boxes, my god I never realized how much damn stuff we have. Clipped off some of the dead bits of some of the plants, watered those, most things seem to be thriving! Or at least, have parts that are thriving. And we peeled yet more wallpaper off of around where the heating pipes are going to be encased. Oi, that house. And its wallpaper and its stupid painted paneling. Ugh.
I'm wearing one of my new shirts today! And trying not to freak out over the photos I took over the weekend no you don't get to see them. And. There's all kinds of body related stuff here I will spare you. Suffice to say, this cycle is not being nice. Play nice, body. Or I'll replace you with a very small shell script. And a robot.
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despairunspecified desert doom or have made it out of that terrible fate by the skin of his teeth. But, no. Imparting his nihilistic values can't have helped either.I think the other funny thing about Bane is that, in the midst of all this doom gloom destroy everything humanity is corrupt atmosphere that Ra's Al Ghul and Talia are creating... here's a man who is unquestioningly, powerfully devoted to first a little girl and then the woman she becomes. Talia by her own admission vacillates between hating her father and then believing in him, and Ra's seems to be largely bitter and cold, but Bane clearly appreciates the world around him, even if in really warped ways. (Thinking here of the child singing the anthem at the game.) And he clearly has faith in and love for Talia, or some kind of it. It's a weird and warped form of brightness in all their KILL EVERYTHING WITH FIRE.
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That's true. He did need Ra's manpower/resources to not spend the rest of his life in unbearable agony. And maybe ending up with the League or a group like them was the only way life could have ended for Talia and Bane-- I think they'd both suffered too much to ever really adjust to a "normal" life outside the Pit. Still, it's a bummer; with that much devotion to each other, you get the sense that they could conquer any obstacle they put their mind to, and I'm sure they could've found something a little less destructive to channel their energies into if they'd been shown another way.
On the other hand, if they did that, we wouldn't have gotten a tender goodbye scene at the end of the movie, so...
Unrelated to that, but related to the first topic of this comment, writing Guerrero as a dad is hard. I've been poking at a story like that for the last couple days and he's just glaring at me and sulking.
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The only alternative I can think of is to have come across someone like Thomas Wayne before Bane got all League of Shadows. Wayne could take in Talia and keep Bane from dying a horrible screaming agonizing death and so on... but, yeah. They would never be normal. But they could at least be more... balanced, may be the word I'm looking for.
Guerrero, cough it up. Seriously. It's not like any of us is going to do anything.
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...I need an AU where that happens now. Talia becomes Bruce's extremely overprotective big sister with an even more overprotective big brother/guardian watching over her. It'd be adorable. And terrifying.
He and Ames are sending their kid off to Kindergarten, where he's convinced she'll be kidnapped/murdered/eaten by wolves on her first day. It's not that he doesn't want her to go to school. It's just that he never wants her to be beyond a five foot sight radius of him.
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