#From Urdu into English

[whatudottu]

Something something Decepticon recruitment (+physical exam) yada yada putting my Malay twins headcanon to good use and making names (and a non-typical matrilineal last name as opposed to a patrilineal last name) for them :P

Old fanfiction as well as echo chambering myself I have got some headcanons in my mind that do not make surface level sense but have Syakir and Darwesh bin Kalsom!

[his-heart-hymns]

Her lips are both sugar and wine.

[000marie198]

My mother told me years ago that English and Punjabi sort of fall under the same group (daughters of same mother, she called them). She had even told me many example words in both which mean the same thing and aren't derived from English because it's our local words from thousands of years old languages of this region, like Sansikrt

I know there would be similar or same words scattered throughout English.

Yet still whenever I discover a new word in English that's basically the exact same word we use in our language in routine (which I hadn't realized earlier bcoz of changed pronunciation), I get as giddy as a kid discovering a new color of butterfly

[takhayyul]

wait hiii :) takhayyul is a beautiful word! i’m super curious, what other languages can u speak?

hiii <3 i can speak english french urdu and punjabi fluently. very limited knowledge in korean and german

[islamicquoteslearn]

Daily Quran Ayat | Daily Ayat Quran | Quran Quotes | Free Copywrite Islamic Images and lyric

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.It is Surah No. 2 & Ayat no. 9.Read Qur'anic Ayat daily with Urdu, English

یُخٰدِعُوۡنَ اللّٰہَ وَ الَّذِیۡنَ اٰمَنُوۡاۚ وَ مَا یَخۡدَعُوۡنَ اِلَّاۤ اَنۡفُسَہُمۡ وَ مَا یَشۡعُرُوۡنَ ؕ﴿۹﴾

They [think to] deceive Allah and those who believe, but they deceive not except themselves and perceive [it] not.

وہ اللہ اور ایمان والوں کو دھوکہ دیتے ہیں، لیکن وہ اپنے آپ کو دھوکہ نہیں دیتے اور اس کا شعور نہیں رکھتے۔

[shehzadi]

i had my first arabic lesson todayy 🫶🫶 my teacher is very nice and it feels good-strange to be learning something difficult and new for the first time in months

[neko-uchiha]

🎶Aasmano se utaara ✨noor✨ hai koi🎶

(Divine light has been brought down from the sky)

🎶Aisa lagta hai....ki ✨hoor✨ hai koi🎶

(It looks like there might be an angel)

[mainfaggot]

I do wish i was never born

[nightguide]

[thedepressexpress]

nothing tells you more about a language than how a native speaker in that language tries to speak your language

[his-heart-hymns]

I see life in nothing but the certainty of your love convince me of it,my sweetest.If I am not somehow convinced I shall die of agony.

-John Keats,Letter To Fanny Brawne

My greatest revolt against this meaningless world is the happiness I feel because of you.

-Albert Camus,Letter to Maria Casarès

Hisab-ae-umr ka etna sa goshwara hai,tumhe nikal ke dekha toh sab khasara hai.

Translation:Such is the accounting statement of life, excluding you; everything else is just loss.

-Amjad Islam Amjad

[sheeezu]

There is this quote which I read in a book once, which was translated from Persian than to Urdu than finally to English.

I can't exactly remember the exact translation, but it went something like this:

"Whichever form you embody, I would recognize you because your character is the same."

Character as in personality/nature, it had such a beautiful translation and I'm mad I lost it.

But since the month I've successfully shifted for the first time, I couldn't help but relate it to my DR.

Like, how much would it mean, for your loved ones to say this to you??

(I did script this and had it played out lol)

:)

Anyways, please give me recommendation whether in my inbox or comments on what I should post next, I'm bored and willing to do free labor (keep it related it to shifting pls)

[startledstoat]

Thinking about Harry being multilingual and not realizing he's switching between multiple languages when he's a toddler so it's like all the adults trying to work together to put together the puzzle that makes up his all of his sentences of French from Reg and Sirius, English from everyone, Punjabi from Effie and James, Urdu from Monty and James, and a little bit of Welsh from Remus

Eventually they all accidentally become multilingual thanks to Harry

Noooo omg what if Lily is fluent in all of them so they just like send her voice recordings of Harry speaking when she's not there like "please help us our love our light our lily love 😭😭"

[aliyahwritings]

I saw someone request a hispanic!reader and now i wanna know if you'd be open to write a pakistani!reader who's british (totally not me) and rafe has been dating her for some months and they have to meet the parents. i think rafe would make fun of reader about the accent

I LOVE THIS SO MUCH CAUSE IM PAKISTANI SO THIS IS MY FIELD ✊🇵🇰 + also i based the way the parents are on my parents so i hope that's okay?? my mom says "yes" a lot in every phrase even if it doesn't make sense 😭

Rafe had known the day would come eventually—the moment when he would have to face your parents. His girlfriend's parents. But despite weeks of mentally preparing himself, he couldn’t shake the nervous fluttering in his stomach as he stood in front of their house. It was a warm, inviting home, a charming townhouse with ivy climbing the brick walls, nestled in a quiet neighborhood that felt worlds away from his usual chaotic city life.

You squeezed his hand gently, sensing his unease. “You’ll be fine,” you said softly, your voice steady despite the apprehension in your eyes. “They’re not as intimidating as they look. They just… you know, care about who I spend my time with.”

"No, yeah. Just like any parents," he tried to reassure himself.

"Exactly... but South Asians style—but listen, my dad’s tough, but he’s not mean. He just has very high standards.” Your tone turned a little teasing. “And you might need to work on your accent a little. He’ll probably think you’re some football player from the movies.”

“Great,” Rafe muttered under his breath. “I can’t wait.”

You chuckled, nudging him with your shoulder. “Don’t worry, baby. You’ll be fine.”

Before Rafe could protest further, the door swung open, revealing a tall, broad man with a thick black beard tinged with gray at the edges. He was dressed in a button-up shirt and slacks, a sharp contrast to the relaxed vibe of Rafe’s usual wear.

“Rafe,” your father said in a deep, commanding voice. He didn’t smile immediately, his eyes scanning Rafe up and down, but there was an unmistakable glimmer of warmth behind the stern look. “Welcome.”

Rafe took a deep breath, trying to stand up straight and not look too nervous. “Thank you, sir,” he said, shaking his hand firmly.

Your dad nodded once, his gaze still lingering on him for a moment before he turned to you. “How are you, beti?”

You smiled, responding in Urdu. You spoke rapidly, and Rafe caught bits of it—enough to tell it was a question about how you were doing.

“I’m fine, Baba,” you replied, before adding in English, “He asked how I’m doing. I told him I’m fine.”

Rafe raised an eyebrow but said nothing. He’d known your parents were immigrants, but hearing you speak in a language he didn’t fully understand made him realize just how much of your culture was rooted in a language he couldn’t speak fluently.

Your mother appeared from the kitchen, wiping her hands on a dish towel. She was a few inches shorter than you, her soft features framed by a loose headscarf. Despite her modest appearance, there was a radiance to her that immediately put your boyfriend at ease.

“Rafe, welcome,” she said with a bright smile, though her English was broken and laced with a thick accent. “Please, come in, come in. Dinner is ready.”

Rafe smiled and stepped inside, still feeling a little out of place but grateful for the warmth in her voice. “Thank you, ma’am,” he said, his nerves slowly starting to settle.

Your mom offered him a warm hug, her embrace surprisingly strong for someone who seemed so gentle. “You are very handsome,” she said, giving him a once-over with approval. “I hope you treat my daughter well.”

Rafe felt the weight of her words, but it wasn’t harsh, just straightforward and motherly. “I’ll do my best,” he promised sincerely.

She nodded, leading you all to the table where the spread was already laid out. The scent of spiced rice, roasted chicken, and fresh naan filled the air, and Rafe couldn’t help but feel a little relieved—at least food was something he could focus on.

You all sat down, your dad sitting at the head of the table, while Rafe found himself beside you, your mother opposite him. The food was delicious, just as usual, and Rafe found himself eating far more than he intended. But as you all chatted about everyday things, it quickly became clear that communication was going to be a bit of a challenge for him.

“So, Rafe,” your dad began, his voice low but clear, “tell me. How long you know my daughter?”

Rafe glanced at you, then back at your dad. “Uh, about six months now. We met at college, and, uh… we just hit it off.”

Your dad studied him, nodding slowly as he chewed his food. You translated the question and Rafe’s answer for your father, but it was clear that he wasn’t letting his guard down just yet. He wasn’t unfriendly, but he was cautious, as any protective father would be.

“What do your parents do, Rafe?” he asked, his tone practical.

Rafe thought for a moment, considering how to explain. “Well, my mom's dead but my dad… runs his own company.” He shifted uncomfortably, feeling the need to prove himself.

Both of your parents whispered "Allah y Rahma," and you had to explain to your boyfriend what it meant, who quickly thanked them.

“So, Rafe,” your mom asked with a smile, “tell me more about your family. You speak, yes?”

Rafe blinked, unsure of what she meant. “I, uh, speak English. I mean, I can’t speak Urdu,” he admitted, though he was already feeling a little embarrassed.

You shot him a look, and before he could even say anything else, you quickly switched into Urdu, explaining to your mother what he meant.

Her eyes softened, though she seemed a little disappointed. “You should learn,” she said in a gentle tone. “It is good for you. You will understand more, yes? Better for your family.”

Rafe felt a pang of guilt, though he knew it wasn’t intentional. “Yeah, I’ve been meaning to. I know it’s important.”

Your dad nodded his approval, though he didn’t say much. You translated your mom's words and Rafe’s response, then turned back to your mother.

“So, Rafe,” your father asked, a small smirk on his lips, “how long do you plan on keeping my daughter around?”

Rafe blinked, caught off guard by the directness of the question. He opened his mouth to respond, but you cut him off.

“Baba! You can’t just ask him that!” you whined.

Rafe laughed nervously. “Well, I plan keeping her for a long time. I mean, I’m not planning on going anywhere.”

Your dad!/ gaze softened just slightly, and he gave Rafe a nod of approval. “Good,” he said simply, his tone firm but somehow warm at the same time. “I think you are good for her.”

As dinner continued, Rafe grew more at ease. His initial nerves had mostly faded, and he even found himself engaging in small talk with your mom about American food, and your dad shared a few stories about his days back in Pakistan. It wasn’t perfect—there were occasional moments where you had to translate for him or explain a cultural reference—but it was real, and Rafe appreciated that.

By the end of the evening, as they said their goodbyes, your dad gave Rafe a firm handshake and a nod of respect. Your mom, ever the welcoming host, pulled him into a warm hug, whispering something in Urdu that you translated for him.

“She says you’re welcome here anytime, as long as you take care of her daughter.”

Rafe grinned, relieved. “I’ll make sure of it.”

As you walked back to the car, Rafe let out a long breath. “Well, that wasn’t so bad, right?”

You grinned up at him. “See? Told you.”

"You were right,” Rafe admitted, grinning. “But you really did have to translate everything, huh?”

You shrugged with a smile. "That's what I get for dating a white man."

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[fyeahnix]

Hiiiiii I love your blog and your writing so much.

I know you have a hc that Sevika is bilingual, can you elaborate on that? Who taught her Spanish? Did she grow up speaking it? Does she do that thing where she forgets the English word for something and has to make up something to describe it? Does she say things in Spanish when people ask her to tell them something knowing they don’t speak Spanish so she can go “what, I told you already?”

Also I would die if she referred to me as “mi mujer” 😭😭😭

Thank you, have a great day!

Hello, anon! Thank you for the kind words 😄

So, yeah I think I mentioned this in a random throwaway Sevika headcanon post and haven't ever elaborated on this. But yes...

One of my headcanons for Sevika is that she is trilingual, and that stems from her family. First and foremost, I don't play League and I don't know shit about League lore outside of the bits of research I did to write for some Sevika stuff. I do see that League lore is incredibly detailed and expansive (which is fascinating to me) but there's still a lot that hasn't been explained from what I can tell? It looks like there are multiple languages that exist in Runeterra, which makes sense considering how many sentient races and ethnic groups there are. So let's talk about that for a second so you can understand my thought process on this. Walk with me here.

First off, this is, of course, a fantasy universe so the concept of languages and the countries they come from don't exist in that universe in the same way they do here. For example, there is no country called Spain, and therefore, there is no language called Spanish. So how does that work in my head? Easy. Use an existing language as a proxy for a fantasy one ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I mean...are the characters speaking English in Arcane? Clearly no, because Germanic languages and the countries they derive from don't exist. They're speaking whatever local language exists in that universe. I figured why not add some other IRL languages for flavor? So with that being said, this is where we get to another headcanon.

If we're going by ethnic background, I like to imagine Sevika as Afro-Latino from her father's side and South Asian through her mother. Why? Her VA, Amirah Vann, is Afro-Latina (African American father and Puerto Rican mother) and speaks fluent Spanish. Sevika's name appears to be Indian in origin and I mean...like look at her lol. She is clearly meant to be, in our world, South Asian, most likely Indian. I obviously do not know what region of Runeterra this ethnic background would translate to. Maybe Shurima???

Given that background (and the bit of trivia about her VA), that's how I came up with her being trilingual. Learned all three languages growing up in the home. "Spanish" from her father, and a third language I haven't decided yet (Hindi? Urdu? Sanskrit? Punjabi? Don't know yet, need to research) from her mother.

Why? Well...why not lol. Truthfully, I thought it'd be interesting to make up some additional reasons why she's so fit to be Silco's right hand. Piltover and Zaun are port cities, and being port cities, you're going to come across a lot of people from a lot of different cultures who speak a lot of different languages. Basically the idea here is that Silco chose her as his second because of a variety of factors:

Multilingual, helps with gaining trust and securing deals

Trusted patron at The Last Drop

Same end goal of liberating Zaun

Loyalty

Can hold her own if shit goes south

Intimidating (she's fucking huge and can beat your ass)

Good at reading people

Surprisingly good at negotiation when she does bother speaking

And now that we know that Sevika herself was the one handling the majority of the deals (she said so herself in Season 2), I like this headcanon even more lmfao. Like here's an excerpt from an unreleased piece of writing I did that mentioned it:

The downside here ofc is that I, personally, only speak one language lol. I took Japanese in high school for 4 years and can't remember much except how to read hiragana and katakana (should have studied more!). I am absolutely going to have a lot of blindspots when it comes to things that only bilingual folks or folks who speak more than one language experience, and that is something that would be worth doing a bit more research on. Quirks like the ones you mentioned are things I forget that people experience 😅

That is a bit long so sorry for that, but I hope this answers your questions well.

Keep in mind: these are just headcanons. That's it. This is for fun. If you think something different, then do you!

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