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English: visionary

1. apt to receive, and act upon, fancies as if they were realities
   
2. disposed to receive impressions on the imagination
   
3. characterized by, appropriate to, or favorable for, visions
   

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Translations

• Esperanto: viziulo
  
• French: visionnaire, avant-gardiste
  
• Galician: visionario
  
• Hindi: कल्पित
  
• Italian: visionario
  
• Portuguese: visionãrio
  
• Romanian: vizionar
  
• Spanish: visionario
  
• Swedish: visionär
  

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English: estate

1. settled condition or form of existence
   
2. also, property of all kinds which a person leaves to be divided at his death
   
3. condition or circumstances of life or of any person
   

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Translations

• Catalan: propietat
  
• Esperanto: bieno
  
• French: propriété
  
• Galician: propiedade
  
• Hindi: संपदा
  
• Italian: proprietà
  
• Portuguese: património
  
• Romanian: domeniu
  
• Spanish: propiedad
  
• Swedish: egendom
  
• Welsh: ystad
  

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Just curious, kayo ba? Are you on a pro level na, intermediate, just so-so, taong ma-basic English lang, or yung as in zero?
Ako siguro if I will rate myself: 10 being the highest.
Siguro, • Speaking: 7/10 • Writing: 8.5/10
Iba pa din kasi yung spoken at written eh. When you talk, you have to think as you speak on the spot. I can still remember one of my profs. from college said, "Do not translate from Tagalog to English on your mind." at totoo nga kasi lalong tatagal at madaming pause.
Kaya as much as possible, think in English and speak directly in English.
Siguro yung iba, iniisip na they don't need it that much kasi nasa Pilipinas naman tayo and majority of people speak in Tagalog.
Pero honestly, madami din pala syang advantage. Ang disadvantage lang pag alam ng mga taong marunong ka, sayo ipapacheck lahat ng grammar nila, magpapatulong sa thesis, etc. Most of the time, ganyan ang nangyayari.
Pero kahit marunong na ko mag-English, madami pa din pala akong di alam. As in, hindi ka-level ng mga native. Yung language kasi nag-eevolve so may mga slang, may terms na pag narinig ko parang bago, ano yun? Hahahahaha! Funny. Kaya nga sinasabi kong mas ok ako sa written kesa sa spoken.
Kayo ba? How is your English skills? Wala lang. Katuwaan lang just to start a topic. 😁

English: judgment

1. when unqualified, the faculty of judging or deciding rightly, justly, or wisely
   
2. the power or faculty of performing such operations (see 1)
   
3. the operation of the mind, involving comparison and discrimination, by which a knowledge of the values and relations of thins, whether of moral qualities, intellectual concepts, logical propositions, or material facts, is obtained
   

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Translations

• Catalan: judici
  
• Esperanto: juĝo
  
• French: jugement
  
• Galician: xuízo
  
• German: das Urteilsvermögen
  
• Hindi: निर्णय
  
• Italian: giudizio
  
• Portuguese: julgamento
  
• Romanian: judecată
  
• Spanish: juicio
  
• Swedish: omdöme
  

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The sloping ground around the Kiaurk family mesa had been sculpted into shelves or terraces, and it was on one of those upper terraces that Kiaurk Nshurr now lounged beneath a pergola anchored to the striated stone face behind her. The mesa rose at her back: an enormous, looming, almost sheer outcrop that her family's dwellings had been carved into the face of. Wide, shallow steps cut into the artificial (but entirely convincing) sandstone wound their way up between landings and porticos leading inward, between tiny balconies shaded by bright solid-colored canopies, between rooms with flat walls and rounded corners that came jutting out to shadow the steps below. Rriigkhans rarely used glass as window barriers; smooth-edged holes had been cut through the rock in varying shapes and sizes. It could be difficult to tell which apertures were windows and which were entryways. A physical barrier that kept out the elements was obsolete in all but the crudest dwellings, though some of these larger holes were curtained with braided string or strips of cloth that served a purely decorative purpose.
From her high vantage point Nshurr could see the shelves stretching out below her as the base of the mesa leveled out to flattish terrain that was a wonderland of vegetation in muted rainbow colors: mustard yellows, clay reds, earthy browns and the occasional dash of sage or dusty blue. This scrubland lay like a blanket around everything below that was not part of the village between the mesas. Down there, adobe compounds never taller than two or three storeys seemed so squat compared to the mesas that Nshurr could see towering in the distance, many of those family mesas only a few hours walk from her own if she traveled by foot. The village sprawled, with tile parkways winding in serpentine fashion between the various buildings, courtyards, parks, and ponds. There were no property lines, no clear division of the land into neat little plots owned by the individuals who lived and worked in these places. It all seemed to be part of a whole, with a single unifying aesthetic. The village housed those rriigkhans of the lower castes, the kharratah and chelhautah, and the humans which were a caste all their own, haukagh-ar, except for a small number who lived with their masters in the caverns of the mesas or up on the plateau.
This planet, Sgarrl, terraformed over three hundred years ago, was home to more human servants than any other Ssaarian world – aside from Earth, of course, discovered eighty years ago. The fact that humans shared so much in common with rriigkhans made them the perfect species to incorporate into the rriigkhan caste structure as servants. They breathed the same mix of gases and required similar gravities, and their nimble little fingers were very useful for all sorts of work.
The rriigkhan language was not necessarily too complex for humans, but it was wholly unfamiliar – too many phonemes that did not fit comfortably in human mouths, from grunts to huffs, to rolling trills that might by voiced or not, sometimes rumbling out like a purr. To a human, Nshurr's name was a sigh and a trill, and yet she was accustomed to humans vocalizing her name in their heavy, slurring way: Na-Shuurr! Nasher! Sometimes simply: ɽ͡r! which she recognized more easily as her name, or at least part of it, and not some random sounds.
Still, despite the weird pidgin humans had made of her language and their English, she liked the little creatures. She had come to live with her Grandmother on Sgarrl only days ago, and had never encountered them before. The males only stood as tall as her collar. The females were shorter still, much like the males of her own species.
To human eyes Nshurr was felinoid, with a muscular swimmer's body and the broad muzzle of a big cat, with watchful, forward-facing predator's eyes that seemed unexpectedly expressive, because rriikghans had almost as many muscles around their eyes as humans did around their mouths to convey the nuances of emotion. Despite being larger than even many Earth men, she was considered sleek by rriigkhan standards. She made up for that with her broader crest.
The rriigkhan crest was something like the crest of Utahceratops – a keratinized plate growing up out of the skull, except divided into three lobes instead of two, with scalloped edges along the outer rim. Unlike depictions of Utahceratops, the rriigkhan crest was not covered by skin. At least, not on the top. Thick ropy veins squiggled under velvet fur on the underside, closer to the neck. (A thick, arching neck muscular enough to support the weight of that crest meant that Rriigkhans walked with a stoop that made them seem hunchbacked, to humans.) The surface of the plate on top was often rough, even bumpy or corrugated like deer antlers in some areas, smooth in others. Every female crest had four tines jutting from the front – a pair several inches above the eyes, and another pair further up. Directly above the lowest set of tines were twin holes, the howrf channels, just big enough for a human to insert a finger. These holes were very much like nostrils – much deeper, but damp inside, and lined with short, fine hairs to protect the sensitive mucous membrane from debris. The organs housed within these channels were the heart of rriigkhan culture, the foundation of all relationships, of sex.
Male rriigkhans, of course, had only their neotonous crests: diminutive, mostly smooth with rounded edges, without tines or howrf channels. Cute.
Nshurr's crest was wider than average, her upper tines spaced further apart, and combined with a compact face this made her look top-heavy. (A human might say that she was more snow leopard than lion.) Most female crests did not interfere with the movement of the ears – highly mobile, highly expressive paddle shaped things – but the edges of Nshurr's crest did jut out enough to almost shield them.
That her crest was weighty, that it was inconvenient, that she was often aware of it – this was Nshurr's pride. Her long tail curled in pleasure when she caught males looking at it. Humans seemed to be intimidated by it sometimes, as if she might decide to gore them with her “horns.” She considered herself a confident person; not a braggart, but self-assured, and to carry her jhekaah so visibly pleased her to no end.
Her fur was an almost peachy off-white, but a mask of pale peach shaded each seafoam green eye. The mask blended into the white further up her forehead until fur gave way to bone-tan crest, and was split between her eyes by the white of her nose. Oblong spots in that same peachy color, each blending from dark to light, streaked down her sides.
These weren't the natural colors of her distant ancestors. It was unheard of to see a rriigkhan who was not gene-modified in some way, even if those modded genes had been part of rriigkhan life for so long that no one thought of them as mods any longer. She also thought nothing of the subtitles her augmented reality implant displayed whenever a human spoke, AI translated to help her decipher the pidgin. AR was simply a part of her, had been since she was a kit.
Reclining as she was on a padded lounger in front of an iron brazier, full of cold ashes from last night's fire, Nshurr was dressed in a pale coral shift only a few shades darker than the peach of her fur. Medallions trailing fringes of cloth had been sewn onto the front bottom half of the knee-length garment. A row of those ornate medallions defined a plunging neckline that bared much of her chest, muscular and broad, possibly even masculine to a human. Her breasts were lower on her body and similar in appearance to a mare's udders: long nipples on a pudge of fat nestled close together on the pelvis, just above the place where her thighs joined her body. They were only small lumps beneath the shift when Nshurr stretched out her legs so that the thin fabric fell across them. It was the roundness of her hips and buttocks that marked her female to the human eye. (As if her crest didn't make that obvious!)
She was listening to the sound of two younger female cousins wrestling on a nearby terrace, and although from her vantage point Nshurr could not see them, she could imagine the scene from what she heard: Fherou and Lahk growling while they grappled with their arms, the crack of crest hitting crest and then the scrape of tine sliding against tine. Each was fighting to control the other's head, each trying to bite the other. It wasn't easy when each had a shaggy ruff to protect her neck, and any attempt to bite the other's face would be thwarted by an interposing crest. Rriigkhan hands were less dexterous than human hands, more pawlike with stubby fingers, but capable of delivering hard blows, and once or twice Nshurr heard a cousin snarl in response to a strike against her body.
The competitive pheromones her cousins exuded from their unextended howrfs, quite unconsciously, were beginning to make Nshurr's own heart beat faster. The end of her long tail, where it hung down from the reclining chair, lashed in agitation. She was beginning to imagine sinking her teeth into someone's skin herself, and if her cousins had not been so much younger and smaller than herself she might have gone down to their terrace to show them a thing or two. It was putting her off the human flute music she'd been listening to, fed directly into her own brain through her implant for her private enjoyment. (Certain aspects of human culture were very popular here on Sgarrl; she'd been curious about it.)
She did not feel like going inside to escape the pheromones; Nshurr craved the warmth of the sun on her fur, not the cool stone and artificial light of those warrens. Most of her male cousins had gone into the village for boating today. Well, perhaps she would go down and join them after all.
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For this prompt I imagine you'd play a human servant, probably a new arrival to Sgarrl but maybe someone who was born there. Even though I've set up a situation where my character would have a lot of power and yours very little, I want to clarify that I'm not interested in abusing your character I am looking for a slow burn interspecies romance that develops naturally. This story may deal with power imbalances and even speciesism, but I'd like to explore those topics realistically.
I want to explore all aspects of loving relationship... Flirting, cuddling, kissing, lots of romantic scenes and character growth. My “type” that I'm most attracted to are men with average bodies in the 40-60 age range, with realistic personality flaws. I am more than willing to tailor my character's personality and physical attributes to suit your tastes, within reason. I appreciate partners willing to do the same.
I prefer to reply more than once a day. 2-3 replies per day would be ideal, but I understand life gets in the way. I usually write 2-5 paragraphs, or 150-450 words per post. This starter is much longer than my typical post length, but my lengths vary according to need. If I'm introducing a new character or setting a scene, my post might go up to 1,000 words.
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every day feels heavier..
so I have this guy (let me call him Dee) from last year and up until now every time we meet, we know that we gonna do the nasty.
Dee and I just always meet and fuck every time and after that dun kami magkkwentuhan about our recent life update. We never knew in the first place na we had common interests and same beliefs. That was the time na I showed a little more affection than before but I think I was ghosted na.
Long story short we met a couple of times after he was out for whole month and I was hesitant na kasi I want serious relationship at this point and I'm craving for love and attention. But I miss him so I said yes, after the deed, we shared recent life happenings and we were scrolling on tiktok watching cute couple video when he blurted out "ganito sana tayo kaso ayaw mo ng label", I know he was just teasing me at this point kahit ang sakit na kasi I really want us to have serious relationship na. I was also picturing the idea na we will go to some romantic date na walang sex and all.
After we check out sa hotel, it was 12am na at this point, he says "wow ang glowing mo yiee" pertaining to the after-sex-glow, I just rolled my eyes kasi alam ko na I was not on my best look, my hair was just in a bun and baby hairs are all over the place. We decided to eat sa nearest fast food because we're both hungry. While waiting for the food, I noticed na he was so close to me, knowing Dee na ilap sa mataong lugar, I teased him by resting my head on his shoulder and I was suprised na he allowed it. Damn, I was getting emotional kasi we looked like we are a legit couple. I was praying inside na sana totoo na kami talaga in real life and hindi lang for meet and fck. After our meal we bid goodbyes.
Nung nasa bahay na ako, I prayed to God immediately. I was hoping and praying na if he doesn't want me to be part of his life, someone else will.
I also said to my self na for one last time, before we stop everthing sana may meet up kami na hindi mag llead sa sex.
And so we had our last meet up, we ate and laugh and surprisingly, hindi kami nag check in. After that, we hang out and hugged each other and I was panicking deep inside kasi I was thinking "Lord, eto na ba yun? Last na ba 'to huhu" and so we separate ways na. I looked back, saw him walking away and that was the last time I saw him.
It was a month ago, never got any sms or pm from him since then. I was ghosted.
Yesterday, I was decluttering and arranging my things when I saw the dispo na supposedly I will give sa kanya the last time we meet kaso nakalimutan ko. He's aware of it, and so I message him kahapon kung gusto pa ba nya and if not will give it sa iba na lang. Lol, that was just an excuse, gusto ko lang talaga sya makausap. But he didn't reply.
He viewed my stories, alam ko na online sya.
Haha, that's what you get gurl, delulu ka kasi. Now I'm thinking I belong to this group of ladies na always desired, but never pursued.
And I think ayoko na ulit makipag meet kasi never naman may nangilala. I was willing to give cupid a second chance but looks like I owed karma and I paid it in full (hopefully, kasi ayoko na magka utang tama na yung pain pls)

English: velvet

1. the soft and highly vascular deciduous skin which envelops and nourishes the antlers of deer during their rapid growth
   
2. a silk fabric, having a short, close nap of erect threads. inferior qualities are made with a silk pile on a cotton or linen back
   
3. soft and delicate, like velvet
   

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Translations

• Catalan: vellut
  
• Esperanto: veluro
  
• French: velours
  
• Galician: veludo
  
• German: der Samt
  
• Hindi: मखमल
  
• Italian: velluto
  
• Portuguese: veludo
  
• Spanish: terciopelo
  
• Swedish: sammet
  
• Welsh: melfed
  

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I (late20sF) have been crushing or probably i am already in love with a colleague. Never been in true/serious a relationship ako. (I tried dating my friend once, it didn't work. Relationship lasted for a week because it felt weird. She was a friend and naging crush ko naman nung highschool ako, pero nung naging kami na, i didn't feel anything romantic so I ended our relationship.)
At my late20s, 3x lang ako nagkaron ng romantic feelings na overwhelming para sakin kasi I do not know how to handle it. First one was with a guy classmate in highschool. My feelings for him lasted for almost 3 years gang sa nagfade nalang. 2nd was with a girl I met. Eto ang malala kasi inabot ng 5 years bago ako totally maka move forward. After neto, I thought di na ko makakafeel ng anything romantic for someone, not until makawork ko si girl 3. Di ko alam when ako nagstart makafeel ng ganito for her. Ang alam ko lang, she'd always reach out to me, mag ask ng help, or ng thoughts ko about something. Hanggang unconciously napapansin ko na din siya and after almost a year naming magkawork, gumaan na din loob ko sa kanya. Lumalim pa lalo nung naging connected na kami sa socmed.
In-add niya ko sa social media. Ganon pa din, siya pa din ang unang nagre reach out. There's a time na nagkasunod sunod yung convo namin. I would think, what if same lang kami ng nararamdaman? But i pushed that thought away kasi ayokong mag assume, isa pa wala naman halong anything landian yung talks namin. Deep convos about anything lang. So ayun, after ng convo na yun di na siya ulit nag reach out sa socmed. Di na din siya nagrereact sa stories or memes ko. I am thankful na workmates pa din kami kasi kahit papano connected pa din ako sa kanya.
Why am I sharing this here? Kasi di ko na alam gagawin ko. Gusto ko lang ilabas, I don't like sharing my issues with friends because pagsisisihan ko lang din afterwards. Last year, nung alam kong malalim na feelings ko for her, to the point na lagi na siyang laman ng isip ko, instead of telling her how I feel, I looked for an escape, a distraction sa nararamdaman ko. For a while, it worked pero lately nagreresurface na naman. Ang malala pa niyan, di na kami nag uusap ngayon, unless may itatanong siyang work related lang. I miss her pero di ko alam pano mag reach out sa kanya. 90% siguro ng interactions namin, siya ang nag initiate. Minsan naiisip ko, napagod nalang siguro siya mag initiate nang mag initiate ng convo with me. Somehow naiinis ako sa ugali kong hindi kakausap ng tao pag hindi ako kinausap. I would probably look for another way to escape since dun naman ako magaling.

English: plant

1. an oyster which has been bedded, in distinction from one of natural growth
   
2. to set in the ground for growth, as a young tree, or a vegetable with roots
   
3. the whole machinery and apparatus employed in carrying on a trade or mechanical business
   

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Translations

• Catalan: planta
  
• Esperanto: fabrikejo
  
• French: plante
  
• Galician: planta
  
• German: das Werk
  
• Hindi: पादप
  
• Italian: pianta
  
• Portuguese: planta
  
• Romanian: a planta, plantă
  
• Spanish: planta
  
• Swedish: växt
  
• Welsh: planhigyn
  

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English: quit

1. released from obligation, charge, penalty, etc.
   
2. to release from obligation, accusation, penalty, or the like
   
3. free; clear; absolved
   

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Translations

• Esperanto: ĉesis
  
• French: démissionner, quitter
  
• Galician: deixado
  
• German: beenden
  
• Hindi: छोड़ दे
  
• Italian: smettere
  
• Portuguese: desitir
  
• Romanian: a renunța, a închide
  
• Spanish: dejaabandonar
  
• Swedish: sluta
  

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English: significant

1. fitted or designed to signify or make known somethingl having a meaning
   
2. standing as a sign or token
   
3. expressive or suggestive
   

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Translations

• Catalan: significatiu
  
• Chinese: 显著的
  
• Esperanto: grava
  
• French: significatif
  
• Galician: significativo
  
• German: signifikant
  
• Hindi: खासा
  
• Italian: significativo
  
• Portuguese: significante
  
• Romanian: semnificativ
  
• Spanish: significativo
  
• Swedish: betydlig
  

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English: speech

1. the faculty of uttering articulate sounds or words
   
2. the faculty of expressing thoughts by words or articulate sounds
   
3. the power of speaking
   

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Translations

• Catalan: discurs
  
• Esperanto: parolo
  
• French: un discours
  
• Galician: discurso
  
• German: die Rede
  
• Hindi: भाषण
  
• Italian: discorso
  
• Portuguese: fala
  
• Romanian: discurs
  
• Spanish: habla, discurso
  
• Swedish: tal
  
• Welsh: llafar
  

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hello po! i have nakakausap po for almost 2 years but none of my friends know it po. i have this friend, best friend ko siya dati but may times na bigla na lang kaming hindi nagpapansinan kaya hindi na kami sobrang close, so hindi niya alam nangyayari sa buhay ko.
she is a sweet girl. mahilig siya mag-update sa kung ano ang ginagawa niya. parang wala pa siyang alam sa romantic love since hindi niya pa nae-experience, maybe because she is a mom’s girl. maraming nagkakagusto sa kanya pero hindi niya ine-entertain.
there are times na nag a-update siya dun sa nakakausap ko, kesyo kakatapos lang kumain, kakagising lang, kakatapos lang gumawa ng assignment. meron ding times na basta na siya magse-send ng reviewer (nagkwento siya sa nakakausap ko na nag-chat isa niyang kaklaseng lalaki dahil nahingi ng reviewer pero hindi niya raw ni-replyan). nung tinanong namin yung best friend niya na lagi niyang kasama sa school kung nag a-update din si girl sa kanya like that, sabi niya hindi naman daw.
naguguluhan lang talaga ako if anong meron. lagi kong iniisip na ganun lang talaga siya since sweet girl siya pero may times din na naiisip kong baka crush niya iyon hahahaha.

English: marine

1. having to do with the ocean, or with navigation or naval affairs
   
2. one of a body of troops trained to do duty in the navy
   
3. formed by the action of the currents or waves of the sea
   

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Translations

• Catalan: marí
  
• Esperanto: marsoldato
  
• French: marin
  
• Galician: mariño
  
• German: die Marine
  
• Hindi: जहाज़ी
  
• Portuguese: marinho
  
• Romanian: marin
  
• Spanish: marino
  
• Swedish: marin
  

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English: spiral

1. winding or circling round a center or pole and gradually receding from it
   
2. winding round a cylinder or imaginary axis, and at the same time rising or advancing forward
   
3. winding like the thread of a screw
   

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Translations

• Chinese: 螺旋; 盤旋/盘旋
  
• Esperanto: spiralo
  
• French: spriale
  
• Galician: sobe vertixinosamente
  
• German: die Spirale
  
• Hindi: कुंडली
  
• Italian: spirale
  
• Portuguese: espiral
  
• Romanian: spirală
  
• Spanish: espiral
  
• Swedish: spiral
  
• Welsh: sbiral
  

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English: winter

1. the season of the year in which the sun shines most obliquely upon any region
   
2. the period of decay, old age, death, or the like
   
3. the coldest season of the year
   

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Translations

• Catalan: hivern
  
• Chinese: 冬天
  
• Esperanto: vintro
  
• French: hiver
  
• Galician: inverno
  
• German: der Winter
  
• Hindi: सर्दी
  
• Italian: inverno
  
• Japanese: 冬 / ふゆ
  
• Portuguese: inverno
  
• Romanian: iarnă
  
• Spanish: invierno
  
• Swedish: vinter
  
• Welsh: gaeaf
  

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