#brazillian sign language

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aaa yummm i love seeing all the new language hcs.

here's another since i love languages:

tsukasa is trying to learn a bunch of languages, just as many as he can, so he can be a better star

here's a list:

asl/jsl/any other sign language he think he might need

mandarin

english (but this is canon)

indonesian

korean

probably russian. i dunno.

french

german

standard arabic/hindi/begali idk

swahili

spanish

brazillian portuguese

he's dedicated okay??!?!?!??

-language anon

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[pomieszanesny]

QSMP Sign Languages HCs (Eggs)

I like to think that besides the spoken languages the eggs also know the respective sign languages of their "first" (mainly used) language (but it also has exceptions which I'll all list)

A list to illustrate what I mean:

• Pomme - LSF (Langues de Signes Français/ French Sign Language)

• Richas - LIBRAS (Língua Brasileira de Sinais/Brazillian Sign Language)

• Empanada - ASL (American Sign Language)

• Sunny - BSL (British Sign Language)

• Pepito - LSM (Lengua de Señas Mexicana/Mexican Sign Language)

• Dapper - ASL

• Tallulah - BSL (getting close to fluency in LSM)

• Chayanne - BSL/LSM (is teaching Tallulah as well as himself)

• Leonarda - LSM

• Ramón - ASL

Chayanne and Tallulah are the only pair currently left that has active parents that speak two different languages, that's why they are fluent (or almost) in two. Chayanne at first was learning LSM with a bit of flase hope of Missa coming back and Tallulah got roped into it, but now Missa is back so it paid off.

Every single egg also tries to learn some basic phrases of the sign languages different from theirs.

They're mostly used for communication between the eggs but the parents are also learning the language of their respective children.

Please tell me if I got something wrong, I'm not that familiar with sign languages in general

[Edit: changed Leo's from ASL to LSM since I don't watch that much Leo content and I actually didn't realize that she mainly speaks Spanish, not English, my bad]

[Edit 2: changed the acronym for the Brazillian sign language to the more commonly used one sorry didn't realize the difference / changed the formatting]

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Hey! Your hcs are so amazing💕 I was wondering if you could write a Wally Darling x autistic reader… I’m autistic and this would be very meaningful to me

Btw sorry for the english, I am brazillian and not used to write in any language that isn’t portuguese lol

That’s perfectly okay, friend!! I think you did just fine (with the wording of your message, I mean) !! :] /g and thank you!!

And sure thing!! I’m autistic, too :D so I’m happy to write for this!! Haha!!

Pluffy Fluffy

Wally Darling x GN!Autistic!Reader

Headcanons Format, Relation can be interpreted by the Reader!

Please note, everyone is different on the Autism Spectrum! I loosely based this off of my own experience, but you are free to request again and specify where you lie, or how yours represents itself!! I would be happy to personalize it, more :]

Wally Darling is a lovely companion to have when you’re on the autism spectrum! He has it, himself. :]

Though his manifests in its own way, with its own mannerisms, he still can very easily understand your own standpoint— whether it’s akin to his or not!

Specifically, he’s quite good when it comes to overstimulation.

Wally’s an observant one— for everyone in his life. He knows the indicators that something is getting “too much” for just about anyone, and that very much includes you.

Whether your start getting jittery, angry, spacey, or however it is you begin to behave when undergoing too much, he learns the signs of it.

If you’re one to devolve into mumbling, or go nonverbal, he’s perfectly okay to sit with you until you get your words together. If there are tools that help you communicate, he is sure to remind you of them so you can use them— if you’d like to. If you don’t want to? He’ll just stay by you, if you’d like to have company.

He takes great care in asking and finding out what helps you during overstimulation, as well.

If you’re one to need a complete environment change, he is expertly skilled in peacefully intervening whatever interaction and getting you out of it stress-free!

And if being placed into a quiet environment helps; he’s got many quiet, serene spots he’d be happy to share!

If going to your home would help most, though, he’ll gladly walk you— and if you’d like company, he’d stay with you.

Really, anywhere you’d like to go, he’d be happy to be by your side!

If you need someone to squeeze, or just let it out to, he’s also happy to help with that! Although he may not embrace you back (not because he doesn’t want to!.. He just doesn’t know that he should), he is happy to oblige!

If touching people isn’t your thing, though, he’s also got a stress ball somewhere around here..

Or, if you’re maybe just someone that needs to be entirely alone to calm down? That’s okay, too, he entirely understands— for he’s the same, that way.

Regardless of what you need, he will try to help in any way he can!

Which very much includes guiding you through grounding methods, too, if need be.. He likes to think his voice can be soothing!

Now, on the contrary, when it comes to under-stimulation? He’s quite the helper there, too!

He tries to get you to do something, really— which has included offers of painting (which also includes finger painting), letting you ramble to him (or having him ramble to you, if you’d want!.. He’s just a bit hard to get going.. but he’s willing to try, at the very least), or maybe just going on a walk. If company helps you in any way, shape, or form; he’s there.

Whatever it is that helps you, he is there to provide if it calls for him to!

When it comes to textures, Wally is a very texture-orientated person. He’s perpetually in a state of being somewhat under-stimulated, but textures help him with that!

With that in mind, if you’re similar? He will gladly show you what he finds textures on! It isn’t uncommon to find him running his hands along something, extremely content.

He especially notes which textures give you euphoria, or that you just like, and will try to show you them!

With textures that make you uncomfortable, though? He’ll keep it in mind! And, to be frank, he doesn’t mind being a sort of “texture tester”.

“Ah.. this shirt wouldn’t feel good, to you.. it’s scratchy.”

Speaking of shirts, he’d be delighted to help you find texture-safe clothing, if it’s something you’d need or want help with!

Along with tags. He’s got a seam cutter just for tags, and he’d be happy to help you remove your own without damaging the clothing, if you’d like!

If you two are physically close (he can perfectly understand not being someone who likes physical contact, so no worries!), he takes great care to make sure any of the clothing he wears around you isn’t a “bad texture”.

Speaking of physical touch; he’s perfectly fine if you’re one to not like it. He’s got his own ways of showing affection beyond it! Affection, in his eyes, is so much more than just physical intimacy.

Ah, and noises.. Wally, himself, has a bit of noise sensitivity. Specifically, clearing of throats can get a bit.. much for him, if done too much too fast.

If you’re similar? He understands entirely— and he has many, many quiet spots he’d love to share (as was mentioned earlier)!

If you’re one to get overstimulated by sounds quite quickly, he will try— when he can— to give you a heads up if anything might have noises that might cause you to fall into a state like that.

“Howdy’s shop.. has an old bell, on the door.. so.. try to open it carefully.. it’s a bit screechy.. and there’s an A.C in.. his store— so there’s.. a constant kind of.. ‘whrrr’..”

And.. ah, his.. very intense eye contact. He fully understands if if makes someone else uncomfortable, and he would make it clear you don’t have to return it if it discomforts you.

If just having him stare so intensely is a discomfort in general, he’d try to tone it down.. though it’s a bit difficult. He wouldn’t mind reminders, though.

Wooh boy! Whether or not you’re similar, he in particular struggles on social cues and tones. For that, his own voice tends to be rather flat— but he’d never mind clarifying how he meant something he said, if asked!

But with the social cues? Oh boy.

You have to communicate directly with him— or else he just.. Won’t Get It. Not for a lack of trying, but it either just flies over his head, or he doesn’t understand.

So he appreciates direct-ness, and honesty. He doesn’t take either as offending, whatsoever!

For this, though, he’s very blunt and honest in return. He means absolutely no harm! But he isn’t the best at softening his words. To be fair, though, it’s not like he’d have to very often— even for someone quite sensitive. He seems to, almost naturally, structure his sentences softer— he just can’t seem to do it on command.

Ahh, special interest and fixations!

He loves to listen to people talk, to see them happy and ramble.

With that, he is always open to you talking to him about your interests as a whole, or whatever you’ve got on your mind!

He isn’t one to engage very much beyond nodding and smiling, but do not be mistaken— he is listening to every word.

Specifically, he tries to get you things that relate to your interest.

If you like stars? He might paint you a painting of them! If you like bugs, he’ll certainly try to borrow a few books from Frank to read them over so he can hopefully understand what you’re talking about more..

Whatever it is, he tries to understand and learn— he wants you to feel heard, and that is how he tries to express that you are!

When it comes to stimming, he actually quite enjoys sort of mirroring however it is you stim!

He tends to stim himself by humming, or wiggling his head side to side.

But when it comes to you, or his friends, doing as such? He tends to join! He isn’t really sure why he does this, but he enjoys it— and means it well!

If you rock, he’ll rock with you. If you flap your hands, he’ll do the same!!

If you don’t like this, though, he won’t do it to you! But he’s delighted to see you stim— when it’s positive, of course.

In the case you’re stimming due to negative feelings? He’ll just try to help you in whatever way helps you best!!

Overall, he just cares a whole awful lot— and understands where you come from, entirely. No matter where you land, or what helps you, he will be there to understand. He’s there for you! Forever and always

Ahh!! I hope this was enjoyable!! I tried very hard to make it apply to a majority HAHA I’m hoping my own experiences didn’t influence too much!!

Also please ignore the double yellow bars down here <:] I literally cannot get rid of them on mobile— so I have to wait until I’m on laptop to do as such!- (EDIT : Fixed it! BWAHA)

Edit : I FORGOT TO COVER STIMMING, AH.. I AM SILLY… I have added it near the bottom! :]

Have a lovely day!!!

[idontknowanametouse]

Straw hats enbys (Law is here btw. Don't question it)

Tw: mentions of abuse and the trauma that comes with it

Luffy

Autistic and non-verbal. Communicates mostly through sign language, but also does other stuff so more people understand him (this headcanon is originally made by @sailing-ever-west, all credits go to them). Shouts a lot, hyposensitive to most stims, absolutely no social cues get to his head, stimming in every way possible, big autism eyes, special interest in beetles and sonic ("it doesn't exist in one piece universe-" ssh shsh shhh) does not get sarcasm or lies at all, needs a caregiver to help him on day to day life, spends a lot of energy in simple tasks, has meltdowns that include self harm when emotionally overloaded (like in Sabaody and after Marineford).

Has ADHD, due to it has a really hard time when learning new stuff that are complex. Needs to have some medicine from Chopper so he is able to function without running or drifting away on his thoughts, as it is very severe and affects much his life (I don't know much about specific symptoms of ADHD, please forgive me)

Smaller than you'd think for a 17 years old, so people think he is younger due to his complexion and baby face. Has lots of scars, from childhood and pirate years. His skin is dark and black hair is always messy.

The absolute nonbinary (agender, but he doesn't care about that) and aroace icon, an AAAAA battery (autism, adhd, agender, asexual, aromantic). Romance? Sex? Gender? What's that? Never heard of it, can you eat those? He loves his crew! And he is Luffy! Although he got used to he/him, absolutely does not care about which pronouns you use for him.

So thin people could think he does not eat enough, but that's only because he is always running through the ship and spending A LOT of energy, so the amount of food he eats does not show off on his body type.

Favorite colors are red and white, this last one cause of gear 5 (it looks like freedom).

Makes a lot of noises, and has one specific for each nakama. They just know which is who, that way, he can call them without anyone else noticing. Also, when he doesn't like someone, just stops trying to talk and goes screaming towards them, which is a little terrifying to see.

Sometimes, after Wano, he can hear Nika. He told the crew about this and everyone freaked out ("WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN LISTEN GOD?????")

Calls Ace and Sabo frequently, and, after film Red, Uta, too. Those moments, a tired Usopp is grabbed to translate to the Den Den Mushi literally everything Luffy says, which is, like, A LOT.

Bros with Zoro, likes clinging to Nami and Law, makes very big puppy eyes to Sanji when he appears on the kitchen wanting food, teaches everything he knows to Bonney (everyone thinks he is a bad influence)

Listens to any kind of music, but really likes brazillian rap and funk

Always on the same fucking clothing, washes it once a month as Luffy himself barely bathes, always on flip-flops or chinelo how we call it in Brazil

Says he is scared of nothing, but is actually scared of one thing: carnivore plants. Those little motherfuckers.

Before he ate the fruit, he was already really good at gymnastics for his age, and now he uses it to improve his fight style (everybody keeps wondering how he does these sick moves. I mean, yeah, he is made of rubber, but even rubber has limits?????)

Only Makino cut his hair before, back at his village. After a few weeks when she entered the crew, Nami had to convince her to let her do it cuz it looked like shit. She is the only one to wash it and clean it, and even though he was makes it back to looking like a mess.

When he gets tired, he usually just lays on the ground and feels Sunny move through the waves below him. It's kind. Sunny is always very kind, so was Merry.

His favorite people are his crew. If you mess with them, prepare to fucking die. After all, a captain's role is to protect the crew, and he loves them.

Usopp

Autistic, special interest in creating stuff. Hypersensitive to lights, no voice tone control, has lots of social scripts and mental notes about human behaviour, has a hard time telling if people are being sarcastic or not, has frequent meltdowns over visual stims that involve a lot of crying.

Has ADHD, BPD, anxiety and depression. Alongside his compulsive lying, it really makes it hard for him to build relationships that last long, as he feared being hurt, then sometimes ended it so it wouldn't hurt but it did anyway, and other times being abandoned. Thought it was his fault and has a lot of hidden self-loathing due to "screwing it up". Due to that, Kaya was his only friend before the straw hats, as she understood it was not his fault and also knew what it felt like to be left because of something you never asked for in the first place and didn't choose. Usopp has some downs episodes in which he really needs help to find again his will to stay alive, and those times he clings at Robin.

Even though his height is pretty average, just a bit short, his thin body makes him look smaller than he is. Is black, has many freckles, usually keeps his curly hair in a bandana because he doesn't want to spend much time with it.

Nonbinary, but just noticed now when he first heard of it. He feels like something, but it's not a man nor a woman. Very in love with Kaya, they started dating right before he left Syrup Village (I am taking this from the live action thank you very much)

Very good at fishing, one of the best ones on crew, only loses to Jinbei. Always complains that Jinbei wins just because he is stronger and can grab bigger fish.

Favorite color is yellow and orange. It's all over his room, kind of overwhelming.

Whenever he is sad, he speaks to himself as if his mom was there, telling her the adventures he and the straw hats had.

Always calls Kaya and always looks like he is about to melt in a puddle of honey because of how sweet his words are. He really loves her.

Besties with Nami, they like gossiping and being the only people with common sense on this crew. Usually creeped out by Robin, but likes her companion most of the time. Infodumps a lot with Franky about ships and building. Gets along very well with Brook for some reason absolutely nobody knows.

Loves rap and does some himself, is actually good (opposite to Franky. Sorry, dude).

Wears more loose clothes at the ship, but when he is out is always wearing the Sogeking fit in case of a battle (Chopper and Luffy were stunned).

Scared of way too nice people. Has never actually seen one before he entered the straw hats and normally they end up trying to kill them, so yeah, this kind of people doesn't seem very trustworthy.

Likes theater. This shouldn't be a surprise, but is better at it than anyone would think. Never shows his true skills and when he does, people are so stunned they don't get that's actually Usopp.

The girls use him to try make up. At the start, he protested, but ended up liking it. Now, they call him for the girl night outs so he can try their new make ups.

Likes telling the litte Merry the stories about the crew's new adventures. She is still there, after all.

Even though he calls himself a coward, is one of the bravest crew members and can and will fight you if you touch his nakama.

Chopper

Autistic reindeer (don't ask). Does not get social cues, can't differenciate human faces for some reason. Special interest in medicine. Often struggles when showing love. Has a lot of flappy hands. Meltdowns involve overload of auditory stim.

Very little and furry (not like a furry tho). Is hugged by Bonney like a teddybear. His horns often fall for some random season reason, but they always grow back, don't worry.

What the hell is a gender? Literally does not know. Only knows about sex because of medical reasons, but has no knowledge about how it might affect or not a human's gender cause he doesn't know what's a gender. Couldn't care less which pronouns you use.

Even though he is the member of the crew with the lowest bowty, he is so cute he is the most well known of them, and SOLELY BECAUSE OF HIM they get recognized as the straw hat pirates. This ended up to the plan of a- pretending he is a teddy bear (Bonney loves this option) or b- pretending to be an itty tiny baby (Robin loves this option cause she is the one to carry him in this situation)

Favorite colors are red, pink and light yellow. A cutie.

Knows some light bad words, but everyone is very wary to not swear around him because they know Robin would kill them if she heard Chopper swear.

Very attached to his medical stuff as most of them are Hiriluk's. Whenever some of them breaks or has some defect, he panicks and starts crying and running to Usopp so he fixes it.

Constantly calls Kureha, even more than the other nakama do to their families, cuz he sometimes needs some medical advice from her on those super-specific-situations-that-can-only-happen-at-one-specific-rock-in-grand-line. She always knows what to do for some reason.

Besties with Bonney for being the only kids (he's 13 btw). Very attached to Robin and Zoro, once called them mom and dad and made both have a heart attack. Always likes to be around Nami, Usopp, Vivi and Karoo as they are the five weakest and the "coward gang". Trying to learn surgery from Law, even though he knows his methods might be a little unusual.

Likes musics he calls "soft". What that means, nobody knows. He just says if a song is soft or not soft at all.

Likes wearing human clothes, unfortunately, the only ones he finds in towns are those for babies. He is mocked by Bonney because of that.

Terrified of bats. If he hears one, he will probably faint. Vampires are the worst creatures to be ever born.

Likes sewing, even though it developed solely to create clothes for him that aren't for babies. Will patch the crew's clothes, but refuses to make new ones for them.

Has opposal thumbs because. Well, he ate the human fruit. And he needs them. It's very practical, actually.

Stims by jumping and rocking back and forth, it feels nice.

Very defensive of his nakama. Even though he is not the most threatening guy in the world, he definitely can become.

Brook

Autistic, special interest in music, stims vocally literally everytime he can, has no social understanding of others, does not get sarcasm or lies, never had different facial expressions, hypersensible to emotions.

Blind since childhood, carries a white cane with them, learned to use observation haki to feel better their surroundings. Literally nobody noticed until they asked for a book in braille, and then Brook was like "what do you mean you didn't know?"

Taller human (well, kind of human), when alive was black and has managed to keep their afro, always used round sunglasses but now doesn't because. Well. They got no eyes. Was already very thin, but now is even more due to. Yknow. BEING A SKELETON.

As they spent a lot of time alone, they could find out they were neither a man nor a woman, they are way too much amazing for that. They are just the crew's musician (and grandpa)!

Nobody knows how the fuck they manage to eat, sleep and poop. Chopper tries to find out, but still can't figure how this happens. Brook isn't bothered at all, Chopper poking around them tickles (another question Chopper has, how the fuck you feel tickling without nerves or skin?!)

Don't has a favorite color, but always says it's purple when people ask. Never explained why.

Does not swear, is startled by it.

Sometimes speaks to themself due to spending such a long time alone. These moments, some member of the crew will help them and stay around until Brook feels better.

Knows how to play every fucking instrument ever. It's REALLY impressive, and nobody knows how ("I'm such a mysterious person yohohohoho")

Besties with Jinbei, Franky and Robin. Likes bothering Law and making him try to kill them, it's fun. Lets Robin teach Bonney biology by letting her disassemble and try to assemble them again (Bonney feels bad if she assembles them the wrong way, but Chopper always calms her down by putting everything on the right place).

Loves every music ever made. Even bad songs will sound good if they play it, it's their superpower.

Wears victorian-like clothes that were fashion literally 50 years ago. Refused to change their closet even after leaving Thriller Bark, with just a few fun additions.

Very scared of ghost stories. Some will make them even pass out.

Very good at logic puzzles, those kinds of charades of, like, "A needs to sit on a bus with eleven seats but has fought with half of the people and B is in love with them and wants to stay near them and C", yeah, they rock this shit.

Sometimes ends up breaking a bone. The first time everyone panicked, but Chopper managed to put it in a cast and it was alright.

They love touching stuff that are making sounds at the moment. The vibrations feel really nice.

Not the biggest fan of killing people, but doesn't mind causing some heart attacks to those who have hurt their crew.

Law

Autistic and nonverbal, used to communicate through sign language as a kid but then changed it to writing because of Cora. Special interest is Germa 66 fandom stuff. No facial expressions. Absolutely hates bread due to it feeling awful. Hypersensitive to touch. Does not know and does not want to social interact. Has shutdowns in which he can't move.

Has PTSD due to the destruction of White Town and Cora's death. Often has flashbacks and will sometimes go on a violent frenzy, at these moments needs to stay in a closed space so he can get out of it.

Has dark skin, but there are a few small white patches that look a lot like vitiligo as scars from the white lead. Black eyes, hair and goatee, has many tatoos and scars through their body, a little taller than average and kind of strong. Has a tatoo of the name Cora over his heart* (no, it's not corny, shut up).

Transmasc and nonbinary, found out a few months after leaving Donquixote Pirates. Chose Law as it was close enough to his deadname so it would still match with Lami's. Also aroace, very grossed out by romance, PDA and sex. Finds all of these to be pretty stupid.

Thought the straw hats were gonna hate them because of the whole "we are not allies" thing and just tolerate their presence because Luffy helped them after they lost the Heart Pirates. He was really surprised with how kind everyone (well, some were not kind, but still nice) was to them, and, for the first time in a long, long while, let themself cry, alone, on the bedroom, while thinking about their crew.

Favorite color is black. He is very emo. Vivi keeps calling him an e-boy in secret. He can never know.

Would swear a lot if he had the energy to do so solely by writing. These times, he uses his favorite sign, the middle finger.

One day, Franky saw him praying for his loved ones, alone. He didn't say anything, but nobody complain when he added a room to the ship for personal praying and paying respects to deceased loved ones.

Almost never makes noises, just when caught off guard (lil surprise exclamations), and because of his writing communication, also developed the habit to register everything that happened. Heard the stories of the crew and is now writing down everything, an unintentional diary writer.

For some reason, Yamato really wants a spar with them, but Law keeps saying no. He feels better around Robin, Vivi and Zoro, as they never bother him. Needs to keep his door locked so Luffy, Usopp, Nami and Bonney won't borrow (steal) his shit all the time.

Likes rock, yeah, but has a special love for indie, more fandom-niche songs, like the phenomenom of "Harpy Hare".

Wears solely emo, goth or punk clothes, nothing else (yes, his hat fits these styles perfectly). Spends a long time chosing their clothes, actually.

Scared of dogs. Just doesn't like the fact they are too hyperactive, unpredictable and have sharp teeth (maybe that's why he is a lil scared of Yamato too).

Learned to play some ukulele as a kid, but is not the best at it now. Has only played to the heart pirates and the straw hats, as he never had the chance to do so for Cora.

Uses eyeliner, but few people actually realize it. The girls did, and want him to teach how to do one so nice like his.

Due to being a surgeon, is VERY aware of diseases and dirt, and has forced everyone to take showers and change clothes regularly because his ass is NOT staying in a ship where people bath once a month.

Has lots of fidget toys he keeps on his pockets. Whenever they get nervous, they just pick them up and nobody asks.

Is afraid of losing this crew too, so gets even more merciless than before towards people that want to hurt any of the straw hats.

*I think I'm really clever because of that cuz Corazon is the spanish for Coração which is the portuguese for Heart so it's even more corny Law does not know about the romane languages logic and let it be visible for me mwahahahahahaha

[geisterland]

Also meet the state that is the reason all of the Brazillian states know Brazillian Sign Language!

OH YAAAY so awesome!!!! :D I know the slightest bit of LIBRAS (mostly how to sign my name, although I don’t have a sign for it) and I’m really happy to see this!!!

[kerie-prince]

We're Worlds Apart (4)

Draco Malfoy x American No-Maj!reader

series m.list | general m.list | previous chp

warnings: a curse word if you squint, sassy Draco

summary: Draco Malfoy is a pureblood wizard. Magic runs through his veins and has been since his birth. You're a Wiccan No-Maj; a non-magical being with ordinary blood through your veins, but practices what you call magick. And this very practice upsets your neighbor.

a/n: a day late bc i got distracted watching game of thrones lmao i have adhd so i honestly should've known better than to have something so attention demanding in front of me :P

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Three more days.

Three more days until your brother and his girlfriend come to your Buffalo suburban home to spend Thanksgiving. You came home from work on a better day than the ones from the week before, only to walk inside and was almost convinced you entered the wrong house.

Your mother took the liberty of decorating your house while you were gone. The place looked like an IKEA catalogue. Green and cream colored throw pillows were on your black leather couch, your small dining table had a fall-themed centerpiece and a blood orange table cloth. New dining chairs, all of them matched, unlike the mismatched ones you had before. And that god-forsaken ‘Live, Laugh, Love’ wooden sign hung in your kitchen. That damn thing is leaving first thing in the morning.

“Ma, what the hell did you do to my house?” The more you looked, you groaned at what you saw. Your grandmother’s tapestry was no longer hanging at its original place, now hung hidden behind the tv. “Oh, don’t give me any grief about it. Y/B/N is coming and I don’t want the place looking like the Spirit store.”

You knew you couldn't really fight her on this. It would be more frustrating to have to argue and still not be able to put everything back to how it was until she left. Taking a deep breath, you walked yourself to your room to get changed into comfortable clothes and light some sage for your nerves.

Three more days.

—

One more week.

In a week's time, Blaise Zabini and Theodore Nott were to come to New York to spend the month of December with Draco and to say he was excited was an understatement.

He was excited, nervous, and many other feelings that he was too stressed to name. The guest room was prepared for the two of them to share, all he had to do was figure out what to do with them while they were here. He had taken a week off and had no idea what to do. He still hadn’t gone around the city he lived in. He could always ask his friends at Saint Marie but for some reason, he was too shy to.

He could always ask Mrs. Charles for recommendations on what to do. She was a sweet muggle neighbor that he came to like as well as her husband. He could also ask you, but it’s been over a week since he spoke to you in your yards. From glimpses into your window, you seemed so exhausted. Not that he really cared, but he remembered that you would try to get along better and so far, all he’s done was give a nod towards your direction when he walked into his home as you were leaving yours.

His bedroom blinds were always closed now because he knew that if he were to see you doing your… whatever you do in your room just once, he’d change his mind about the whole thing. It still bothered him, but not as bad as it did when he first saw it.

Draco’s stomach growled as he sat on his couch, bringing him out of his thoughts and walked over to the kitchen. To his despair, his pantry, cabinets, and fridge were all empty. Guess I’ll have to grab something. He pondered on what he was in the mood for as he ran out the door. Draco figured he'd just figure it out as he drove around the streets downtown.

Since moving to America, he found so many new cuisines than he had ever imagined. He usually always ate at home, and if his family ever ate outside of home they usually went to the finest restaurants in France. Of course, they were all wizard-owned restaurants. But in New York, he’s been introduced to new things. For one, he had his first ever hamburger with Blaine. Ashley took him to a Chinese restaurant, and Ian bought Draco a traditional New York pizza.

Yes, all these things existed in London. Maybe not so much New York-style pizza, but there was pizza. Draco, however, never had the opportunity to try any of these foods. Lucius was extremely strict about eating out. It was never necessary considering he could afford the best quality foods to be made at home. When they did eat at restaurants in France, it was only because a higher official at the Ministry had invited them for a night out.

Around the streets, the bright lights of buildings and restaurants lit the streets as he drove around them. Draco turned into a street he hadn’t been into yet in hopes to find something else he could find to try. There were a couple places he hadn’t been into; a Greek restaurant, a Brazillian one, and a couple shops. There was one shop close to the end of the street. It was sandwiched between two boutiques and had a neon green and purple sign in the front. Soul Beads. In front of the building was a man with a weird sign in one hand and an even weirder thing that seemed to have made his voice louder in the other. Draco couldn’t make of the rubbish he was yelling into the thing from inside his car.

Draco pulled to the curb to walk around the street and check out the restaurants. A bell jingle caught his attention, turning around to see one person he didn’t really expect to see here. “Draco?” your face showed the same expression as his. He watched as you closed the door to Soul Beads and walked up to him. The weird man that stood in front of the store yelled out, “DON’T TALK TO HER, THIS BITCH HERE WORKS FOR THE DEVIL!”

“Do you know him?” Draco asks with a quirked eyebrow. The stranger kept yelling profanities at you but Draco saw how you couldn’t be bothered by it. “He does this every couple weeks. What brings you out here?” Your hands were stuffed tightly in your pockets for warmth.

“Do you own the street? Can I not be here?” he asked sarcastically. You faced him with a deadpan look as to ask him again without having to say the words to him. Or call him a smartass. Which he is. With a roll of his eyes, he continued, “I’m looking for something to eat but I’ve never been to these places before.”

“Ah,” you started, “Well I don’t know what kind of stuff you’re used to, but I suggest the Greek restaurant right across. Over-priced, but the best gyros you’ll ever have in Buffalo.”

“It’s yee-roh, not jahy-row.” Draco corrected. He couldn’t tell if you were irritated or confused after he said that. Probably both.

“You know Greek?” you asked.

“I studied it when I was a child. My tutor showed me the word once and hit my hand when I had mispronounced it. Learned the hard way to never do that again,” flashbacks to the older woman teaching him the language cursed his mind for a few seconds.

His stomach growled even louder now in the silence between them. Draco blushed in embarrassment, shifting around to look away so you wouldn’t see. You slightly chuckled and tapped his shoulder. “Come on, neighbor’s treat.” And you walked onto the busy street.

This bloody woman is crazy to be crossing a busy street he thought as he rushed to follow you across the street. He got scared as a car got too close and ran to the safety of the sidewalk. “You’re gonna get yourself bloody killed one of these days like that,” he scolded. “If you’re gonna live in New York, you’re gonna have to deal with annoying pedestrians and sometimes be an annoying pedestrian. Be glad you don’t live in Manhattan, they’re worse. A person could be hit by a car and he’d just get on up and keep walking.” you informed.

Draco would be lying to himself if he said that didn’t spook him a little. Sure, he’s seen a few students get hexed, some by him, but they’d never just dealt with it and continued walking in the halls. They’d either have to hope their friends knew the counter curse or they’d end up in the hospital wing and had Madam Pomfrey help them back to normal. These muggles really are just… strange.

The restaurant looked old and desperately needed a remodel but by Merlin, it smelled amazing. “Now, are you getting a yee-roh sandwich or are you getting something else?” you mocked his previous correction with a playful roll of your eyes. Draco looked at the menu but it didn’t matter as he didn’t know the first thing about Greek food. What the hell did my father force me to take lessons for? “Do you want me to just order for you?” you asked as he kept browsing for too long. There were only 12 things on the menu but it still confused him.

He held back a snarl as he agreed to your help. He stood aside as you ordered and waited until it sounded like you were done, then headed up to the window to pay. “Oh, you don’t have to. I insisted I would pay,” you tried to push his hand away and reach for your credit card but he proceeded to hand the money to the cashier. “It’s nothing.”

“Here or to-go?” the lady asked with a thick New York accent. The two of you just looked at each other waiting for someone to say something. “Do you want to just-”

“Eat it here?” He looked at the small space and saw only one unoccupied table by the window. One of two tables. No longer growling, his stomach was shaking nearly violently, indicating that he can’t wait any longer. It was a strange feeling to be starving. Never had he ever had to wait for food at Malfoy Manor nor at Hogwarts. Whether it was house elves or first years, someone always ran to get him food with a snap of his fingers. “Yeah, here’s fine.”

The lady handed your plates to you as he went to claim the small table before someone else did. He looked around the space with a slight disgusted look. It’s not that it was run by muggles, but just because the place looks so old and kind of dirty. Even the house elves at the Manor lived in better conditions. The corner he sat in made him feel slightly claustrophobic. How do they sit and enjoy anything like this?

You sat the food on the table and shook your jacket off on to the chair. Draco watched as you placed the plates as neatly in front of you both. He couldn’t help but notice the rings that covered most of your fingers. Some were simple silver bands, some bronze bands, and some looked like wire that had a wrapped, colorful rock in the center. They were mismatched but coordinated at the same time. If that made any actual sense.

You started some simple small-talk, “So, what brings you all the way out here?”

“I got a better job opportunity,” Draco responded. His voice sounded uninterested, and his eyes stared at the plate. It had three pieces of meat on a bed of white rice, a small salad and a little dipping bowl of some white sauce. He dipped the meat into the sauce and as he tasted it, he nearly groaned in content. The flavors danced around his mouth and he had to hold himself back from devouring the whole plate in a matter of seconds.

He could feel you staring at him but chose not to look up to see judgement in your eyes. Whether it was with amusement or not. The food was so good and he would most definitely order another one to-go on his way out for his lunch break tomorrow. I’m definitely bringing Blaise and Theo here.

“What kind of job do you do?” Draco stopped chewing his food and swallowed nervously. He should’ve expected this kind of question sooner or later, but here he was sitting in silence trying to figure out what to say. He couldn’t just tell you that he’s a Healer because then that would lead to more questions and that’d be more answers he couldn’t give you. “What, you don’t wanna tell me?” you furrowed your eyebrows at him as he continued his silence.

Finally, the word popped in his mind, “I’m a doctor.” Hopefully that ends that conversation.

“That’s cool, what kind of doctor are you?” Shit. There’s more than one kind?

“Uh, I work with people who come into the hospital with major injuries like a broken arm and such,” Draco stuttered.

“So, an emergency room doctor. You work in the ER then,” you concluded with a hand over your mouth as you chewed. “Y-yeah, that.” Draco tried not to sound suspicious. “What about you?”

You cleared your throat, drank some of your soda and pointed out the window, “You see that store over there? Soul Beads? That’s my store.” It was weird how coincidental it was that of all streets to drive into and of all people to run into, he ran into you coming out of your personally owned store. Looking back at you, he saw your face relax and smile at the building. “What do you sell? I’m assuming it’s not food seeing as you didn’t invite me in.”

Now it was time for you to stutter, “Oh, just candles and stuff. Nothing too flashy.” You poked at your food and took small bites of it. There was an awkward silence between you two for about ten minutes before you started the conversation before, “Assuming you don’t celebrate Thanksgiving, will you just be working that day?” Draco didn’t know much about the holiday, only that he was getting paid more that day.

“Yeah, I’ll be at the hospital for the night. Probably until four in the morning.”

“Well that sucks. You’ll miss out on the greatest American tradition that is Black Friday,” you chuckled.

“What’s that?” Yet another thing Draco didn’t understand.

“Black Friday is when people fight to the death for a discount on things like appliances and tvs. It’s quite amusing to watch,” you slightly exaggerated. Keyword slightly. Draco had wide eyes as he heard the description. “I’m sorry, to the death?”

With that, you laughed so hard you placed one hand flat against your chest and the other held the table with a tight grip as if you were to fall from your seat. He then realized you actually didn’t mean to the literal death and mentally scolded himself for being so gullible. You continued laughing and he rolled his eyes before chuckling to himself. You leaned back up and wiped some tears underneath your eyes, “Oh my god, I needed that laugh.”

A shiver went up Draco’s spine once he caught a glimpse of your smile. It wasn’t like he hadn’t seen you smile at all. Before your little argument, you would smile towards him and all the other neighbors all the time. But this never happened before. He looked away from your eyes and tried to find anything else to look at. Tilting his head up, he saw an air conditioning unit. Oh, that’s why.

Small talk ended there with a clear of his throat and proposed to go home. Draco saw how you looked a little disappointed and forced a small, kind smile on your face, “Yeah, it’s getting kinda late and I don’t want to keep my mother waiting. God knows what she’s done to my house while I was gone.” He wasn’t going to keep pressing on the matter as he figured they still weren’t close enough for that. One dinner didn’t make them friends in his book. It wasn’t terrible, though. Maybe he would do it again.

Walking to their own cars, she said “See you around, neighbor,” and got into her car and drove off. He just nodded his head as he always did and drove off as well. They arrived home at the same time and walked inside without looking at each other, thinking that it would just be weird to keep saying goodbye.

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It was finally Thanksgiving, and Y/B/N and Stephanie were going to be over around three in the afternoon. Your mother was more of a pain than usual, waking you up at six in the morning to do last minute cleaning, grocery shopping, and starting on roasting the ham. The loud argument over ham or turkey in the grocery store the week before lasted for an embarrassing two hours after your mother caved and let you pick the main entree for dinner.

Once you got an hour to yourself, you went to your closet in the hall and grabbed a small glass jar then walked to your backyard for some lavender. You walked to the kitchen for a stick of cinnamon, placed the items on the kitchen counter and walked quickly to your room for something small. Your eyes found a loose ribbon on the floor and grabbed it then went back to the kitchen.

You put all the items into the jar and browsed the kitchen for one more thing. There was a bouquet of flowers on the dining table that your mother bought. Perfect. You grabbed a couple flowers and took the petals to mix in the jar. Once you were done, you chanted to yourself three times:

“Goddess, please take the negativity out of this kitchen.

Replace it with positivity and love. So mote it be.”

You heard your mother waking up from her nap from the guest room and ran into the kitchen to hide the jar somewhere she couldn’t see it. The spell can’t exactly work if she sees something to nag about. She walks in the kitchen and sees you looking suspicious.

She looks at you with squinted eyes - mainly because she had just woken up - but said, “I’m not gonna ask what you’re up to. Can you make the potato salad? I like the way you make it better.” You silently agreed as you looked for the things in the fridge and grabbed a large bowl to mix it in. Your mother walks up to one of the cabinets to grab a pot to boil the potatoes with, only to find the thing you tried to hide. “What’s this, honey?”

You stammered over your words trying to find an explanation before she cut you off, “It’s pretty with all the things in there. You should keep it out.” She placed it beside a photo on the countertop and walked away to fill the pot with water. You were surprised she didn’t ask any further questions. You continued cooking and had a hopeful smile on your face. Maybe it won’t be so bad tonight.

The doorbell rang and you both looked at the clock on the wall. It read 1:55 and you looked at each other in confusion. “Y/B/N must be early,” your mother guessed and went to the door to let him in. The greeting was loud as she greeted him in. You could hear your little brother’s laugh with enthusiasm as he walked into your kitchen, “What’s up, big sis?”

You placed the utensils down and ran up to him with your arms up, “I’ve missed you too, baby brother.” He was much taller than you as he picked you up and hugged you tightly. You slightly swung your legs to give him the signal to let you go. He got his height from your dad, leaving you short thanks to your mother. Your brother had a big smile on his face and you reciprocated the smile. It’s been a long time since you’ve seen each other.

“Oh, lemme introduce you. Steph, c’mere!” He looked over his shoulder and called for the special guest. A beautiful woman with long, chocolate brown hair and doe blue eyes walked next to Y/B/N. “It’s so nice to meet you, I’m Stephanie.” She held her hand out causing you to quickly wipe your hands on your apron. “Hi, I’m Y/N.”

“Y/B/N has told me so much about you. I was so nervous to meet you,” Stephanie admitted with a slight blush on her cheeks. “I wonder what this dummy told you. I bet you I can tell you more embarrassing stories about him,” you jabbed his arm.

“That’s not fair, I didn’t say anything all that bad. You’ll hex me or some shit,” he had his hands up in defense.

“Y/B/N!” Your eyes widened and you laughed nervously, “Don’t listen to him, he’s an idiot.”

Stephanie looked back and forth at the two of you and finally settled on you, waving a hand, “Oh no, that’s okay. I practice, too.” Wait, what? It seemed your mother thought the same exact thing, only out loud. “Yeah, Stephanie also does the same thing you do. Crazy, right?”

Your mother stood shocked before them, not saying anything. Your brother had a smile that wasn’t exactly fitting the situation. Stephanie had a kind smile, and although you were visibly surprised that your little brother’s girlfriend was, of all things, also a Wiccan, you were laughing inside at your mother.

This is gonna be the most interesting Thanksgiving ever.

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More rambling.

They'd have to figure out an easier way of communicating with their eggs. So I'd imagine they'd start teaching them bits of sign language. ASL, BSL, LSB, Spanish Sign Language, LSM... you get the idea. If you don't know, there are hundreds of different sign languages, and dozens of different ones in different countries. Not to mention DIALECTS! There are also signs specific to areas, families, etc. So obviously, this gets confusing. With so many crossing cultures, there are many many sign languages to deal with. This is especially evident when the brazillians arrive- the original English/Spanish speakers, already having multiple different sign languages themselves, realize that this is going to be difficult. So, the members get the idea: why don't we just make a Quesadilla Island one? Instead of trying to learn at least 7 different languages, they can develop their own for the mute and Deaf or HOH or other people in their server, making communication a lot easier. This could also help with regular language barriers! Say if the translator is acting up, someone's having trouble understanding, etc.. if they all know at least some QI sign, they can communicate easier. So they went to it.

I imagine Cellbit or Phil bringing up this idea almost immediately, and everyone quickly joins in. So they set up meetings throughout the week to help develop the language. People who know different kinds (Let's say for example, Cellbit for LSB, Phil for British sign language, Roier for LSM, etc. I don't know if any of the ccs know sign or know exactly where they live 💀) work with the eggs and those who don't know any. The eggs are ecstatic, and though it is a learning curve for some, it ends up being a lot easier to communicate with each other.

The eggs get the idea for their own dialect as their nonhuman features start to grow bigger. Animals already have behaviors that communicate how they feel, and Dapper got the idea to combine that with sign when Bobby was ranting angrily about something in QI sign. This lets them talk to each other without others 'listening,' and form a stronger solidarity and friendship between them. Really, they mainly use it for gossip sessions and to talk about the secrets they keep from their parents (Talluluh has about eight more gorillas stashed away somewhere, and Phil has no idea why all the eggs started glancing at him and laughing when she told them)

I like the idea that the members created a Quesadilla Island sign language for the eggs (and just anyone else!) Since they don't speak words yet. They worked together making one and its all just kinda meshed together from their regional sign languages to make a new universal one with the help from the eggs. The eggs then develop other signals that they use with each other, with features (wings, tail, ears) that not all their parents have or know. They're found talking to each other that way and giggling as their parents try to piece it together (they are gossiping about their parent's love lives)

[detective-with-one-arm]

A Dramatic Entrance - Closed Starter w/ @shotdownbutstillalive‘s Naga!Sixty & Naga!Rachel

Life was peaceful in her village. Life was good. Life was sacred, something celebrated from beginning to end. The naga woman who governed and protected it made certain that their way of life was preserved and maintained. Protected from those that would threaten it.

For what does a mother do but protect her young?

As such, she had to keep a careful watch of her people and for any who would dare harm them. Other nagas, predators, humans with malintent, any and all threats would have to be assessed by her.

But it was not often that she was told to investigate something. Or rather, politely asked by a little girl with a small tug on her arm. “Mãe cobra?” She asked.

Portuguese was a language Rachel knew and ensured was taught in her village alongside Spanish and English as well as her own native tongue, referred to as Snaketongue in all three respective languages. It was helpful knowing multiple languages as it bridged the gaps of communication with others quite nicely.

Smiling, the naga woman bent down, putting herself at eye level with the little girl. “Sim, Gabriela?”

“There's a funny snake man lying in the jungle.” The little Brazillian girl known as Gabriela asked the naga. “Can you come look, por favor?

A funny snake man? Surely a naga. But lying? That was...interesting. Not sleeping or dead. Just...lying. How odd. But the young human girl didn’t seem to perturbed otherwise, so Rachel saw no reason to frighten or panic her. “Of course, dear.”

Tepidly, she left the village with the little girl leading her by the hand, her small one dwarfed by her own. She never tired of how small a child’s hand was compared to hers. So small...yet full of so much potential.

They were her pride and joy. Always.

Once they had found the naga, it was a very curious sight indeed. He belonged to no species she had ever seen, his scales more prominently protruding from his skin and rougher to the touch than her smooth coils. Not to mention the sandy splotchy colouring being unlike any jungle creature she had ever encountered.

She flicked her forked tongue out. No sign of musking. But he wasn’t dead. She could sense his heartbeat from this close. Yet, he was lying belly-up as though he were defeated. So strange...lying in such a vulnerable position.

But she could never be too careful.

“You did well, little one.” She cooed to Gabriela, picking her up and giving the small giggling child a gentle kiss on the forehead, brushing her hair our of her face. “Now, go find your mother. I’ll handle this.”

Once she placed the human girl on the ground and watched her go, certain she was out of harm’s way, Rachel began circling the naga male, her splotchy scales smoothly gliding over the jungle foliage beneath them as she examined him. “Olá, você está bem?” She attempted once in Portuguese. “Hola, ¿estás bien?” She tried once again in Spanish. “Hello, are you alright?” English.

Then, one last attempt in her own language. “Ava'yorn, re wux kepatmasto?”

[lisinfleur]

[VPR to all] If you had the chance to learn a language in a snap of fingers which would it be? (except for English and any Nordic language)

What about you Lis? (No exceptions for you)

Oh, but that’s not fair, why can’t we learn English? Björn whines. 

Spanish seems to be a very interesting language. Says Hvitserk. 

Definitely Latin. Says Ubbe I would like to understand what names those Christian priests were calling me at the time I spent in their church.

I would like to learn Russian Says Sigurd So I can understand what names Ivar is cursing at me when we argue nowadays. 

Ivar giggles, acid.

Oh, maybe then I should learn the Brazillian Portuguese Lis taught you so the two of you could talk and plan behind my back! 

Lis smiles at you, ignoring the fight they’re about to start. 

If I could? I would like to learn the Brazillian Libras - the language of signs for Brazilian deaf/mute people. 

(and Swedish, so I could understand David’s interviews without googling it haha)

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Hi @tonguemadeoffire​! I’m your emergency Santa :) Unfortunately I’ve never studied any of your target languages, so I won’t attempt making a post about grammar or vocab, but instead I’ll share with you some interesting things that I’ve found on youtube and other places :)

Mexican Sign Language

I don’t know how fluent you are in LSM, so I’ll just link everything I find useful:

A playlist with basics of LSM

A Look Into Mexican Sign Language

About deaf community in Mexico

Visiting the Deaf School in Mexico City

You can also just have a look at the entire channel Deafinitely Wanderlust :) It’s has a bit more “international” approach to sign languages, but I think the content is interesting anyway :)

Christmas Signs in ASL / Señas Navideñas en LSM  (and you can check out the entire channel Dynamic Hands ASL & LSM)

Brazilian Portuguese

Speaking Brazilian Language School - a youtube channel full of learning videos!

Easy Brazillian Portuguese youtube playlist

Brazilian Portuguese Slang 

And this is something to read - I thought it could be interesting to you, since you like history and anthropology: Indigenous History and Anthropology in Brazil

Latin

And something Christmas-y at the end :D I like this version of Gaudete! Gaudete! Christus est natus (a Christmas carol in Latin), it’s performed by a choir of Polish friars from the Dominican Order :)

(here are the lyrics with translations)

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So that’s it - I hope you found something interesting to you in this post :) Happy Holidays and all the best in New Year!

[odusseus-xvi]

To add MORE context Antoine talked about that yesterday and apologized, but also explained that the H1tler thing and Drug joke were in no way related to them being brazilians.

He explained he did not compare Mike to hitler, but the photo in black and white of his skin with the fringe and and the shape of the mouth wich looked like the moustache and went "oh no, that's a sad coincidence" and remembered how a few days prior Mike told him "I will be a dictator, kiss my hand" and in wich he joked WITH Mike about. (He also explained that he realised this day that there was INDEED a huge cultural difference regarding H1tler in France compared to a lot of other countries : Joking about it is actually not taboo at all as it has been for a long time now a way to heal from the scars of Him and Pétain's reign and occupation of France during WW2)

As for the drug thing, he added again that he actually had no idea this was a stereotype associated with Brazillians, that as a european mostly absent from Twitter, most social medias and that doesn't consume a lot of international content outside of a bit of music, he had no prior interactions with the types of stereotypes of the Americas (both North and South), and that (at least the way he joked about it) it was only a reference to a chest he found earlier wich had a sign basically saying : "Take whatever you want, lots of love - Forever" and was filled with sugar renamed "cocaina".

He ended by saying he now knows those are touchy subjects and that he will avoid those from now on on. He finally said he did dm both Mike and Forever to ask if those jokes hurted them in any way and that they answered "don't worry, people are a bit overreacting without the context, I was not hurt at all". Like you said already, he also apologized.

(For the loud thing I think it was Aypierre. He apologized on twitter if I remember well, and Forever answered saying "don't worry we forgive". I don't know if he talked about it much more because I don't follow him as much)

(I don't know if op @bitcell or more people will see this, but if that helps understand a little bit I'm glad either way. Also wanted to apologize if there was a LOT of repetition in my vocabulary, english is not my first language)

i'm just going to say a few words about what happened because i see some misunderstanding and while i don't agree with people sending hate to anyone ever, i think there are some points that explain why things took such a turn yesterday after the debate

first of all, all the hate towards baghera is unjustified. nothing can explain that, she's a candidate and she was on the debate to argue with the other candidates. period.

now, about why some brazilians are really upset with aypierre and i think this is justified is because he made some comments like:

compared q!mike to h1tler and joked about it.

made jokes about forever being arrested on his flight to france for drug trafficking.

complained (jokingly) about the brazilians being too loud.

he already apologized and everything is fine now, but i hope this makes you understand why brazilians are (rightfully) upset at the stereotypes that were being shared by him (and antoine, if i'm not wrong). i don't want to bring any negativity because i do believe everything is fine now, but i don't like how people are just pointing fingers at the brazilian fandom when they do have some reason to be upset.

especially after the conversation quackity had a few weeks ago on the qsmp, about how he felt like his culture was constantly mocked and underappreciated under the disguise of jokes by other people.

i don't think aything can explain making jokes about h1tler at any circumstance, but maybe it's a cultural difference.

the second point is that latinos + drug trafficking... okay, what's next, asking if we have internet? it's just blatantly disgusting (and something that happened a lot to quackity on the dsmp). both forever and cellbit have talked about how, although they can join in on the fun and the jokes about drugs, they think this is a sensitive topic.

and the last one, once again, another stereotype. yesterday when cellbit was talking to aypierre or antoine (idr which one of them) at the favela, they made a comment about cellbit being loud and he immediately rushed to check his mic settings and when he asked if his mic was scuffed like forever's, they were like "ah, it's just a brazilian thing."

although there may not be a intent to upset, a cultural difference, a "different type of humor" or reinforce stereotypes, i just wanted to make sure everyone understood why brazilians were acting the way they were yesterday.

[isabeladraws]

RULES: answer 20 questions, then tag bloggers you want to get to know better.

NAME: isabela

NICKNAME: isa/belinha/bela 

ZODIAC SIGN: pisces sun, sag moon, scorpio rising

HEIGHT: 152cm. don’t. just move along

LANGUAGES YOU KNOW: portuguese, english and i’m learning italian 

NATIONALITY: brazillian and portuguese

FAVORITE SEASON: spring and summer

FAVORITE FLOWER: peony and carnations

FAVORITE SCENT: this is hard because i’m not very attached to scents but something with citrus!

FAVORITE COLOR: pink & aqua

FAVORITE ANIMAL: cats

FAVORITE FICTIONAL CHARACTER: peeta mellark and harry potter

COFFEE, TEA, OR HOT CHOCOLATE: coffee is disgusting. i drink tea 98% of the time, but i love hot coco too

AVERAGE SLEEP HOURS: 10 hours. anything below 8 and i’ll be on auto-pilot barely functioning 

DOG OR CAT PERSON: cat, i love both tho

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name: isabela nickname(s): bela for my friends, isa for my family zodiac sign: pisces sun height: 152cm... lol nationality: brazillian-portuguese languages spoken: english, portuguese and a bit of italian what time is it: 17h34 celebrity crush: right now, arón piper favourite fictional character: harry potter, carla rosón, the entire cast of parks & rec, kim junghwan from reply 1988.. gonna leave it at that favourite musician: exo, rosalía, banks, james bay, nct... I CAN’T PICK favourite sports team: does brazil nt count?  favourite season: spring favourite flower: peonies and carnations favourite scent: citrus, fruity, a bit floral too favourite colour: light pink and aqua! favourite animal: cats and birds i’d say. i love all of them favourite food(s): bolognese pasta dream car: i don’t have one! i don’t know a single thing about cars dream trip: thailand, skor, roadtrip around the usa instruments: none... coffee, tea or hot chocolate: tea! with the occasional hot coco dog or cat person: cat following: 300+ followers: 300+ other blogs: @isabeladraws​ @ilhxyz​ art blog and inspo blog! blog established: probably 2014 or something like that. i’ve been on here way longer than that, maybe even in 2009? lmaooo  do you have a tumblr crush? nope do you get asks? rarely on this blog your lucky number: 3 what are you wearing right now: pink hello kitty pyjamas, the tired artist ootd drink of choice: iced tea, water, tea or coke number of blankets you sleep with: two at max average sleep hours: 9 to 11 hours random fact: my first concert was a justin bieber during believe era

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three cities you want to visit: seoul, positano, prague favourite marvel character: peter parker! white chocolate, yay or nay? nay favourite board game: i don’t play many board games how many countries have you been to? four favourite thing to do on a rainy day: watch tv shows, curled up in some blanket with snacks your best friend’s middle name: i only remember one of my bff’s and it’s filipa! favourite holiday: christmas! pen or pencil? pencil? i don’t use pens often anymore favourite kind of soup: with pasta and mince and potatos and a thick broth typical order at a cafe or coffee shop: hot coco favourite ride at an amusement park: rollercoasters and bump cars! god i miss going on a good rollercoaster the colour of your sneakers: white! favourite pbs show (or little kids’ show if you don’t have pbs): winx, card captor sakura, atla are all i can think of at the top of my head blogs you think deserve all the love: mutuals and other artists!! 

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Body language of different species of snake

I got a request to help educate new people on snake body language. This is, admittedly, something that is incredibly difficult for me personally to describe. A lot of it is not only in the positioning of the snake itself, but the quick movements and other small details that are hard to describe and capture in picture. However I will do my best to describe each species I keep’s body language and what each position means. One thing however, don’t read this and immediately think “Well I know body language now, so I can go handle any snake!”. While body language is a good starting point, you ALWAYS want to learn the specific personality of individual animals. This is not the end-all-be-all of body language, it is just a beginning step. With that in mind, let’s get this started!

We will start with the most popular species, ball pythons. They are easy to read 90% of the time and you’ll be able to tell how they are feeling. We will start with a relaxed pose

This is a relaxed basking pose. The animal will be curious if you touch it, but will likely not bite or hiss.

This is actually a curious pose. Yes her neck is in a slight S position, however its because she is checking out her surroundings. Look at the mouth, if you do not see an O shape at the opening, its curious.

Uncomfortable, “please don’t touch me” pose. Hidden face in coils, wrapped tightly around self. If touched will likely push your hand away and hiss. Do not ignore these signs, if you handle an animal in a mood like this its more likely to trust you less in the future because you did not respect its boundaries.

Mildly annoyed/nervous. This will often happen on accident, the animal will hide its face and hold completely still. During this time you want to leave the animal alone to become comfortable again. Once it is comfortable again its best to put it back in the enclosure.

(Photo of @wheremyscalesslither‘s Tauriel)  This is a BACK OFF I WILL BITE pose. Notice the open mouth, S position with a good amount of the upper body off the ground? That means leave the snake alone or it will bite.

Thats about all for ball pythons, lets move on to corn snakes

Corn snakes have less to learn. They essentially have two positions that need to be learned. The first is relaxed

(ignore the substrate, it was a picture from upwards of five years ago) for corn snakes, stretched out or coiled up, as long as the snake is low to the ground and the tail isn’t moving, its relaxed and good to pick up.

(picture from Smithsonian national zoo) Defensive, I will bite, do not pick up! The snake will be up in the air, head flattened, S position to the max, and often times will rattle their tail. This is obviously an agitated animal, do not mess with. (On another note, sometimes a snake will tail rattle at you with no other sign of agitation. It’s better to leave them be).  Part of the reason I love to recommend corns as beginner snakes is because their body language is very open and obvious.  That body language translates over to kingsnakes as well

One thing kings will do different, you will smell. Kingsnakes are muskers. If you ignore their body language and pick them up, they will wipe disgusting smelling pee-ish substance called musk all over you. Its gross.

Next up, brazillian rainbow boas. These guys are incredibly difficult to read, at least for me. They often seem to ‘bite out of nowhere’ (its not actually out of no where) and its hard to pick up on how they are feeling. Its also hard to capture in pictures.

A lot of BRBs indicators are in the motions they do. Moving quickly, low to the ground, and attempting to tunnel means they are stressed. While they can be picked up, they should be left alone. Stretched out, moving slowly, and short tongue flicks mean a relaxed snake.

Whites of the eyes showing and slow tongue flicks. Snake is uncomfortable, and could be pushed to bite. If the snake completely freezes and angles the head up, along with looooong sloooow tongue flicks, you are likely to get bitten. Hold completely still until the snake loses interest and begins moving again. Put back in enclosure asap. Once you learn the tells of these guys it gets much easier to figure out if they are going to bite, as when they bite they do not rear back or give any other obvious indicators except for the ones I mention above.

(I am skipping hognoses, I have only owned Kirby for a few months and I am still learning his specific language myself)

Last, and the most difficult, will be scrub pythons. These animals are incredibly intelligent, and aren’t afraid to show when they are upset. As a species they have a tendency to be cage defensive, and well, bitey in general. However this is a species that once trust is earned, it becomes much easier to read the animal. Lets begin with a relaxed scrubby

Scrub pythons are a semi aboreal animal, and are often happier in the trees than on the ground. A relaxed scrub python will be coiled up on a branch or on the ground, with the head comfortably perched in the coils. Do not immediately grab them, as they are bird hunters and often wake up hungry and striking. Gently touch the animal with an item to wake them, then attempt to pick them up. Make sure hands are clean of any prey item scent, as with all species but especially these ones.

Curious. A curious scrub python will be perched loosely, with the head outstretched towards whatever it can reach. This is the safest they can be as they are awake, alert, aware of their surroundings and relaxed. They will rear back a little when something moves, but as long as they don’t quickly move forward they are still comfortable.

(photo from underground reptiles.)

The ‘i will bite you’ position. Reared up, pulled back, and neck in an immediate S shape. This is a biting position. Leave the snake be.

Calm and relaxed. While the neck is in the S position, the animal is not reared up. The tongue will be flicking every once and a while, and the animal may turn its head suddenly to look at movement. 

Alert. The snake will be lurching forward, either in an s position or straight forward. Your next actions dictate whether the snake goes into feeding mode, bite mode, or relaxed mode. No two animals are the same on what makes them go into each mode, so you want to learn the individual animals. And thats about it! Those are just the bare basics of each animal, there are MANY other things they can and will do to communicate with you. Small noises here and there, tail movements, head movements, etc but those are very difficult to explain. You can use this guide as a starting point, but please do not use it as an end all be all of species body language. As I said, each animal is different and honestly some may not even stick to these specific basics. This is just a fairly good starting point for those just starting to learn.

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1. NAME: Camila

2. NICKNAMES: Cami

3. ZODIAC SIGN: Aries

4. HEIGHT: 5′7″

5. LANGUAGES SPOKEN: Portuguese & English (trying to learn some french)

6. NATIONALITY: Brazillian

7. FAVORITE SEASON: Summer

8. FAVORITE FLOWER: not really a flower girl but i love when they have cool colors... lol 

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14. AVERAGE SLEEP HOURS: like 6...7... 8 when i’m lucky lol

15. DOG OR CAT PERSON: Dog! (I’m a play with your cat have a dog person)

16. NUMBER OF BLANKETS YOU SLEEP WITH: when it’s hot none... when its cold i’d say 3

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18. BLOG ESTABLISHED: it was on march 2011. (I believe in 2016 or so i went on hiatus and came back only now)

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