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rabidbatboy · 1 month
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MOURNING DOVE SUBVOCALS: for individuals who make the subvocal sounds of a mourning dove, like cooing and clicking
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omegish · 25 days
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“Oh man subvocals sound great, those would make communication so much more honest and interesting” as if I wouldn’t immediately embarrass myself by trying to pack bond with my astrophysics professor stfu
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bluesey-182 · 5 months
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cause i see the words on the page, read each word in my head, and simultaneously see it all play out like a movie inside my head, but im recently finding out that not everyone subvocalizes and it's tripping me up
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omegai · 6 months
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Subvocal : 'verses where beings have a second set of vocal cords that produce animalistic sounds like purrs and growls for communication.
for omegaverse+ only.
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this blog is about identity, not kink
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mobwhim · 13 days
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the WOMBATS 🎶🎸
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bananonbinary · 5 months
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im always so delighted by the existence of sfw omegaverse stuff. like, this started out as an excuse for weird supernatural (? i think) porn, but fandom is full of absolute nerds who got way too invested in the worldbuilding, and now they're out here writing about people from the sex universe hugging and having coffee together. 10/10 no notes, keep being weird nerds.
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splickedylit · 1 year
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Domestic Diplomacy II is turning out to be even more "splickedy gratuitously gets caught in the weeds of xenosociology and alien language barriers, the fic sequel" and tbh I'm not mad about it
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“Oh, your moirail!” says Jade, and bounces upright, ignoring John’s wary little soft human cautionary hiss.  To your vague surprise, she’s apparently learned enough not to do the human holding-out-a-hand gesture they usually do when they’re introduced; she clasps her hands in front of her, nonexistent claws politely folded in, and ducks her head briefly forward and to one side, careful not to jab at him with her nonexistent horns. 
It's a pretty passable greeting—for a social equal, which is its own bizarre issue, considering he’s a highblood.  But relatively non-offensive, for a human, and fortunately for her she’s picked a highblood who isn’t likely to give a shit.  Gamzee laughs out loud and gives his own lazy-ass version of a greeting back, a vague twist of his wrists and dip of his head, condescending to use an equal’s greeting back at her.   When he says “Gamzee Makara,” there’s a hint of a threatening buzz to it, a testing you should know to respect me warning—you could have told him she’d show absolutely no sign of hearing it, which is exactly what happens.
“I’m Jade Harley!  I meet you,” Jade says, a carefully neutral statement-of-fact greeting—not fawning or hostile.  You don’t know if humans are out here just learning neutral address no matter what, or if this human particularly just doesn’t give a shit that your moirail’s a fuck-off mutant-huge highblood with horns that scrape the ceiling of the block—by the expectant way she looks up at Gamzee afterward, she wouldn’t give much of a shit either way.  Out of all of the humans, Jade Harley might actually win the prize for giving the least shits, no matter what Rose and Dave like to pretend.
“Yeah, I meet you too, motherfucker,” says Gamzee, looking incredibly amused, and glances down at you.  “She’s a rude-ass little motherfuckin’ toothful, huh?  I like her.”
“Of course you do,” you say, pained.  “Don’t take it personally, alright?  You’re not a highblood here, they don’t get highbloods.”
“Oh, best friend,” says Gamzee, and kisses your nugbone again, embarrassingly.  “I’m a highblood wherever the fuck I go.  It’s cool though.  Squishy-ass little motherfuckers won’t get any grief from me.”
“<Motherfucker>,” Jade repeats behind you, and switches back to English, in the bright, wide verbal tone you’re starting to learn means ‘smiling and happy’, weird interstitial ‘vowel’ breath-sounds further back in the throat through pulled-back mouth-corners.  “Hmm, <motherfucker>…  Oh, neat!  Is that dialect?  It sounds like, ahh, what’s that other word.  Kk—kkkht—  Uh, dammit.  You guys need to learn how to use vowels—  It sounds like <;brother>.”
“It is like,” you say, surprised despite yourself.  “&lt;Brother> is a troll, and <motherfucker> you put it all spots you want.  It’s a thing, it’s a troll, it’s a, tss, a doing-things word, it’s a name.  It’s bad, it’s good.  Any spot you want.  And he does want, for all those, all the time.”
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skell3 · 4 months
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messy drawing + colour of my version of Allan for RP purposes.
Since we didn't get much about him, I gave him a little bit of a troubled past which gives him a pretty solid attitude about pushing past bullshit. Shame it doesn't save him in the end :' )
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aro-ortega · 5 months
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omegaverse chargestep...
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egregiousderp · 10 months
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I make very few original posts but I need Murderbot fandom to know I read ART’s voice in my head in the Australian Siri Voice and honestly can’t accept anything else.
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rabidbatboy · 1 month
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SPECIFIC SUBVOCAL FLAGS: based on this (link) flag and definition. intended to be used by misceanimalis who exhibit specific subvocal sounds, but use as you please
growl | purr | trill squeak | chirp | hiss yip | bark | meow
TAGGING: @omegai @omegarchive
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ode-of-odr-archive · 8 months
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// Also why is the idea of Ras singing Unholy so hot?
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taperwolf · 2 years
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We've all heard or seen the discussion about aphantasia and folks who lack an internal monologue — and no matter which side of the divide you're on, it's shocking to find out the other exists. "Wait, people can just picture things in their heads?" "What, there are people who don't continuously hear their own voice in a running commentary?"
I was just listening to a podcast that mentioned the use, in comics, of bolding certain words in text for emphasis, and one of the hosts said that she was learning to enjoy it, because it helped establish the speech rhythms when she was subvocalizing the dialogue. The other host wasn't familiar with the word, and when the first explained that many people read by hearing each word in their heads, she was amazed, because she didn't realize there were people who read in any other way. And all the time, I'm on exactly the opposite end of this — there are people who do that all the time?
I knew the word "subvocalize", of course, but in the context that you could "think out loud", as it were, and not actually form the words, and there are computer systems that can recognize this and turn it into inputs. (The idea goes back in science fiction farther than we've had real machines to do that.) And I'd remarked on discussions of people talking about how they "hear" books in narrator or character voices, and how I didn't unless I made a particular effort; I do have an internal monologue, and I can picture objects in my head and manipulate them there, but I just don't have that (mental) audio experience. But it had honestly never occurred to me that other people did all their reading at an aural pace.
I learned to read very young, and I've always sort of attributed my high reading speed to a combination of practice and an adaptation to my borderline dyslexia — if letters are going to turn backwards on you, you learn to recognize whole words at a glance instead — and consequently been unable to describe just what "trick" it is that lets me read a thick novel in an afternoon. I've always had to deliberately slow down to "hear" the words, to consider meter and rhythms in poetry or drama — and now I get told that it really is that everybody else never stopped reading out loud?
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tehmillhouse · 1 year
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Magic is the devil's craft.
You've all heard this idiom, and judging by your self-assured sneering faces, will likely think it foolish.
Unfortunately, as future practitioners of the Art, you don't have the luxury of snickering at it. Our disposition forces us to contend with concepts that must not be thought, words that must not be parsed, lest the weight of their power comes to bear on our minds.
I know how it is, every one of you first-years was undoubtedly the smartest little brat around in the podunk hamlet you each hail from.
You're aching to prove yourself and absorb all the knowledge and power your brain can sweep up. If you don't learn to control that impulse, it will be your unmaking.
Every year some ambitious little kid with *so* much potential manages to turn his viscera inside out because they were so very good at thinking, and not good enough at not thinking.
You see, casting spells is frighteningly easy. It is *not* casting spells that's hard. Spells are epistemic constructs, that means they are made of pure understanding.
With the right book in hand, it would take an intellect such as yours only a short time to assemble a working mental model of the material.
About 30 milliseconds later, the spell would cast itself.
So be warned that from the moment you open those books before you, for the rest of your life, the greatest danger to your continued existence is the knowledge within your own minds.
An unconfused mage is a dead mage. Let me say this again for the people in the back, lest a third of them blow themselves up within the next week: an unconfused mage. Is a dead mage.
Magic *is* the devil's craft. But unlike the devil, who must be named aloud to appear, you need only think of the name of magic to summon it. So if you are to survive studying it, you must heed the peasant's warning. Do NOT speak of the devil.
You will need to learn to read without parsing, see without recognition, think without comprehension.
You will shatter your mind, chain up the fragments and pit them against each other.
Your sleep will be dreamless, and you will learn to love the broken harmony and discordant tension of cognitive dissonance. Such is the price of power. Trust that it is worth it.
I will be your instructor. Welcome to Introduction to Unthinking & Practical Confusion.
As is tradition, as a first assignment today, we will be forgetting our names.
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alexa-crowe · 1 year
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i’m sorry but it’s so funny how we’re all like “yeah turians have subvocals and if they’re really happy and content and you listen closely you can hear them purr” and then you turn the translators off and they sound like translated vorcha 😭😭😭😭
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traightor · 11 months
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i just think it would be very cute if someone snuggled evie's tail and told her how soft it was
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