#dannish

[sirghostheart]

Is anyone overtaken by anger whenever they think of Hollywood's tendency to remake whole ass foreign movies instead of subbing of even dubbing the damn thing because god forbid the average yankee is exposed to a non anglo culture

Or is it just me?

[danshi175]

similarly my name comes from my surname shi and the fact I'm danish

actually my name comes from the fact I don’t take any L’s. thus, no L

[mrsarnasdelicious]

Cagefighter Sihtric Fluff

"Ouch, fuck." Sihtric groans. He is sore all over and not at all comfortable, no matter how he turns.

He may have won the match, but at a steep price.

He is bruised all over and one of his ribs is sprained, not to mention the busted eyebrow and the split lip. Even kissing is painful for him right now. And he is not happy about it. He really really wants to celebrate his win. But it is just not do-able. Not even when you come sit on top. So you are reduced to cuddles.

Netflix is playing a forgettable show in the background and Sihtric shifts a little so he can put his head on your chest. "Oh, you poor baby." You cooe, carding your fingers through his hair. Sihtric groans, snuggling into your boobs a little deeper. You make a shushing noise, carefully massaging his scalp.

"I want to make love to you." He whines. "Once all your aches have dulled." You assure him. Sihtric swears softly in Dannish. "Big baby." You giggle. Sihtric shoves his face in your cleavage and growls something unintelligible. You make soothing sounds and massage his scalp.

He quickly grows boneless, relaxing against you.

"There is a good boy." You cooe. "My good, sweet boy." You hold him close without squeezing him too tightly. Sihtric smiles against your skin. He is drooling ever so slightly, fully surrendering to the comfort you provide him.

He's nodding off, you recognise the slowing breath. You lean in and press a kiss atop his head. "Sleep, my sweet fighter." You whisper. "We'll celebrate when you feel less sore."

[slytherindisaster]

web weaving: willsie + “I don’t want anything else but you”

requested by @unfortunate-arrow

unknown / c.t. salazar / hayley williams / anna karenina / bridgerton / unknown / jhon grisham / transatlantic / the dannish girl / bianca sparacino / @/shoyohnt / h.l.

[luckyluan]

Mr. + Mr. Sharpe, Pt. IV

FEB. 6, 2024 - 10:23PM 

Maxim and Antwan sat back to back in the foyer of a dark mansion. The cream walls lay covered in vibrant tags of graffiti and oblong shaped furniture pieces sat wrapped in heavy white sheets. The marble did not creak beneath their boots but the leaves, buoyed by the frigid February air, scraped and moaned across the dingy tiles. The couple sat on an fluffy beige rug with a picnic placed between them.  

“Status.” Maxim called over his shoulder. 

“Clear.” Antwan answered automatically. 

Maxim and Antwan sat very still as they pointed their guns in anticpation of targets. Maxim could feel the quick rise and fall of Antwan’s shoulders and he pushed his back against him. 

“Deeper breaths, babe.” He called. 

“I know. I know.” Antwan quipped. “Something just isn’t right. We had no contracts out. We left the game. Everyone we know is dead or in hiding. We were good. How the hell did someone find us?” 

Antwan’s voice was a furious whisper at Maxim’s ear. Maxim was the more levelheaded of the two—very seldom did he panic in the face of hard decisions. He was patient and calculated as opposed to his husband’s reactionary responses. 

“I don’t know.” Maxim said. “but we can’t worry about that in this moment. Survive the night.” 

“Survive the night.” Antwan repeated.  

Antwan’s breaths came slower at his back and he smiled. 

“Stop smiling.” Antwan warned. “There’s nothing to smile about.” 

“Kinda is.” Maxim cooed. 

He leaned back and rested his head against Antwan’s soft coiled ponytail. The barrel of his gun did not dip as he mirrored an exhale with Antwan. 

“We’ve had worse anniversaries.” Maxim smiled. 

“Cape town.” Antwan mused. 

“Barbados.” 

“Tokyo.” 

“Copenhagen.” They said together. 

“I still don’t know who gave little Annegrete that pistol.” Maxim chortled. 

“I did.” Antwan called back. 

“Why the fuck did you give an eight year old Dannish girl a pistol, Antwan?”  

“She was sitting there with her legs crossed like we were her bodyguards and that’s not what we got paid for. She was there. She was gonna work too, goddamit.” 

“Babe...” Maxim sighed. 

“What?” Antwan asked. 

[highlifeboat]

LRG's mom: A German Romani.

LRG: Dannish Romani

Dad: Oooh, those Russians...

I just assumed they were Russian in some capacity cause the movie was Russian man idk what to tell you.

[oldfacesnewdawnoffical]

Spotty have you herd of the Danish mutation and karpati mutation

karpati mutation causes a cat to have white ears mouth and tail like this

And the dannish mutation causes a cat to look like this

I have I have!!

Avocetclaw is an example of a karpati cat, actually; for some reason, I always read Whiteclaw as looking like that.

Meanwhile I don’t think anyone has the Danish mutation just yet, at least not off the top of my head, but I’m certain that there will be both and more to come!! ^^

[foxydivaxx]

Fate Actor AU

I am literally on a roll with these xD. Like these ideas keep popping up every time.

- This show was also produced and directed by Jonathan Joestar. Yeah Jonathan is the King of anime shows xD.

- This show has the most culturally diverse cast

- Gilgamesh is actually Turkish, well part Turkish part Iranian. He was born and raised in Istanbul and he and Eren Jaeger were best friends and neighbours since childhood

- They both promised each other that no matter what they would both make it in the entertainment industry and be successful and famous. Their wish came true years later and the two of them always talk about it in interviews

- Altoria is actually British like her character, Iskandar is from Greece, Lancelot is American, Hercules is actually South American, Medusa is from France, Emiya is Japanese but was raised in Italy, Cu is from Denmark, Diarmuid is also Dannish, Gilles is from France, The Hassans are all from Saudi Arabia, Medea is from Greece. Enkidu is Turkish as well

- Everyone speaks their national language at times and they kind of understand each other

- Everyone agrees that Kirei is the worst cook whilst Emiya is the best

- Gilgamesh is different from his character in the sense that he is an actual chill dude though he can be tsundere xD

- He got tummy aches from the laughs

- Speaking of the laughs, he did several takes because he just could not stop laughing and that is because Altoria always says something to make him laugh

- He respects Altoria a lot and is protective of her much to everyone’s amusement

- Altoria likes Gilgamesh and teases him a lot

- The gang always swap stories about their upbringing and whatnot

- Everyone is protective of the younger Masters like Ritsuka, Tine and Hakuno

- Kirei and Gilgamesh often play chess on set and often ask Tokiomi to hang with them

- Rin is Tokiomi’s real life daughter plus she plays both Ishtar and Ereshkigal plus herself

- Her bickering with Gilgamesh when in Ishtar mode makes everyone laugh

- Sakura plays a handful of characters as well as Shirou

- There was a character so many Turks requested for for years to be added to Fate Grand Order- Sultan Mehmed the Conqueror

- Jonathan always wanted to add this character but could not think of someone to play this character until Gilgamesh suggested one name: Eren Jaeger

- Jonathan was skeptical at first till he saw Eren did a reading for him. Plus seeing Eren in full costume complete with the signature turban and giving off some Gilgamesh-esque vibes helped

- Eren loved playing his character and thanked Gilgamesh for helping him land the role

- The segments involving the Sultan and Gilgamesh were considered hilarious as the dynamic between those two is similar to the one Gilgamesh has with Ozymandias and Iskandar. Only difference is that these two always bicker xD.

- Eren’s signature Mehmed laugh is similar to Gilgamesh’s laugh and he too got tummy aches from excessive laughter xD

- Ozy is a proud Egyptian and gave the casta t our of Egypt alongside the Egyptian servants

-Nitocris always gets nervous whenever she shoots a scene

- Cleopatra once got severe burns on set thanks to some skincare product she bought and had to be taken to the hospital for treatment

- Caesar eats a lot and Cleo worries about his health

- Speaking of Ozymandias and Iskandar, the both of them plus Arthur, Eren and Gilgamesh hang out off-set and often get into prank wars on set with Jeanne Alter, Altoria, Ushiwakamaru, Rin and Sakura

-Jeanne and Jeanne Alter are twins

- Nursery Rhyme and Jack the Ripper always play outside with the other kids from other sets

- Gilgamesh wishes to settle down soon. Altoria always nags him to go get a girlfriend and she and Enkidu have tried setting up blind dates for him. Truth is Gilgamesh is in love with someone and it is not Enkidu or Altoria or even Ozymandias as many suspect. People suspect Eren because one story about them getting it on onset. Both have neither denied nor confirmed it.

- Hercules is such a gentle giant and everyone loves and cares for him, plus he talks normally

- All the Roman servants often annoy the Turks on set who chase after them every time

- Nero always gives everyone chocolate every single Valentine’s Day

- Elizabeth is an actual good singer and was confused as to how to sing badly for her character

- Camille and the vampiric servants drink wine a lot and often invite Dio over for a chat

- The Jojo set is close to the Fate set so the Jojo cast often visits

- The younger servants love playing hide and seek on set and also tag. The young Jojo kids join in the fun.

- One of the highlights every evening is that everyone from the Jojo, Fate and other related sets come out and sit by a bonfire and start talking about life. The older folks give the younger ones advice.

- Snowball fights ahoy

- Everyone calls Jonathan either Jojo or dad

- There was a lot of fight and stunt training for the entire cast, something they all enjoyed

- Gilgamesh likes the whole concept of the show which was why he agreed to it in the first place

- Medea always forgets her lines

- Illya likes messing with Hercules’s hair

- Everyone plays the different versions of themselves

- Ashiya Douman is the resident troll on set

- Gilgamesh did not like the armour at first due to how bulky it was but he soon got used to it and ended up liking it

[sunspira]

you're fighting for your life in that post and god damn you're an idiot. like completely oblivious to everything everyone is saying. dumb idiot american indeed

nah i honestly think it's getting weird and unhealthy the level of hostility and vitriol like finnish dannish and Belgian tumblr (three nationalities i saw posting with the most disdain) has for americentric posts about something as innocent as if watching foreign movies is a rare thing for you vs the norm. And the way foreign is defined differently based on different economies. I think the frustration of like "man some of you guys really forget non americans are on here" is very fair and warranted. especially with a level of humility too it since you live in America part 2.

if you're a white fandom blogger in finland I kinda think the frustration at americentrism should be rooted in the knowledge it harms others more than you. that it frustrates you on behalf of the rest of the world, while also knowing you benefit from it. it should frustrate you primarily as an ally, not really as a victim. and sometimes it feels more like you're claiming you're being oppressed. there's layers to it, like the potential loss of your native language into english that should be framed as actual marginalization and indigenous culture worth preserving. but idk, there's a lot of "jumping at the chance to be hostile and holier than thou online and justify it to myself as telling off my oppressor" in north and west european tumblr toward american users. when the dynamic is not as clear cut as the situations you're imitating, like the tone of justified disdain and hate when people from the global south make fun of american ignorance, their undeniable oppressors. and sometimes these american users aren't even white, so they're actually far more oppressed by america than you could ever be.

i've seen enough of turkish twitter bullying black americans online with vicious superiority for their perceived connections to american imperialism making them fair game in some international users minds. but not all international users are equally oppressed, are they? some of you guys ARE the oppressors. arguably the turkish person is the more privileged individual in the room. with racial privilege as a turk in an imperial country that committed genocide on minorities for not being turk in order to establish a turk ethnostate. and in terms of international relations turkey is one of the most powerful natjons in the middle east / west asia. this person is the primary oppressor class of the middle east just after white europeans. the idea they have some plight under black americans for being technically brown and middle eastern and using that misconception to make anti black jokes (rampant in their country as well) under the guise of ANTI IMPERIALISM tbh nauseates me. so seeing any kind of largely misplaced co-opted rage for cool comeback fuckery from actual white europeans against the vague sense of "american bad" (yes of course america bad, but to who BUT TO WHO?? like i'm sure we've done Belgium wrong. fair. but is it right to make this americentric conversation always SOo much about you and your danish neighbors?? and with THAT holier than thou attitude with what belgium has done?? like there's limits to the validity vs hypocrisy of frustration about americans forgetting europe exists. the leftist analysis of power imbalance of american culture and media over yours is very good. but in your place of privilege it's very easy for the hostility and condescension to cross over into person with nationalistic ego complex interpreting different life experiences mentioned in polls as an affront on your experiences and proof of american ego and ignorance) it just gets under my skin as of late!

ive thought here and there about the levels of disdain condescension and bitterness from western europe tumblr users to the idea of americentrism and it started off as quite justified and understandable (i think to some level it still is) but some of you guys kind of inappropriately mimic and co-opt the level of anger people actually oppressed my american imperialism do and should have. especially cause you benefit from it. and the clarity and humility and nuance in that is important! especially when many americans are not white, it becomes even more inappropriate as any kind of leftism against a power imbalance and more and more with features of like nationalism/xenophobia

I saw a popular post the other day about how "ancient people were just hammered all the time lol. they drank more beer than water". that's only true for ancient europeans. no one thought to question it let alone insult OP over it. so many posts on here are ethnically eurocentric (revolving around europeans or european americans, european australians etc) as well because eurocentrism and americentrism are so deeply tied and linked.

the discourse on western european tumblr is just getting to a weird place tbh where it's actually getting a bit overblown. and i hate to tell you not to make jokes at our expense or criticize oblivious posts. i definitely don't mean that!! i don't want this to come off as like "europe stop making fun of america or criticizing american ignorance or you're RACIST" but i feel like some of you guys aren't even using americentrism the term and theory correctly anymore and are just using that term for some very mild nuanced situations with actual hate and disgust, like the way foreign films are defined differently. maybe that shouldn't inspire that level of hatred especially when you yourself are not oppressed by the "First World" powers, and you ARE the privileged First World. that post in particular snotty and white fragility laden feeling like it was because of like an ego injury rather than real oppression.

[quintessbrit]

I would love to hear some Dannish point of views! Feel free to share!

[comradecowplant]

who keeps giving that dannish guy money? hes making a third checkered ninja movie

omg h o w ????? i wish i knew more about the who's who of the scandinavian entertainment industry because there's no way he's able to continue churning out this much slop without being buds with like whoever the danish adam sandler is. the man and his rip-off pixar assets must be stopped

[indoorverticalfarmingnews]

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[wayfaringauthorofficial]

WIP EXCERPT!!

His horse wasn’t going fast enough. They had been searching every inch of every forest, every town, for months with no clues, no intel. Christian felt his heart pounding in his chest, as if it was about to explode. His sword was heavy as it hung from his belt, but he didn’t care. This was the Guardians’ most important mission. He would see it through until the end; he had to. He had promised his family- he owed them that much. “We need to expand our search,” the king called to his men. “Make a list of schools, businesses, any place you can think of where slaves are taken. They have to be in Dangaurd somewhere. They couldn’t have gone overseas to the Shenkan empire. There’s no way they would get past the screening process, no way they would get to a plantation without alerting authorities and the local government.”

Christian hoped and prayed that he was right, that some part of his plan would work out. So far, he had nothing. It had been months, with no clues, no new discoveries. His wife and sister rode strong beside them, Coahoma leading the group just ahead of the king. All foreign members of the Guardians had been contacted over the past few weeks, but they had no information on the current mission. Until the calls or letters had been sent out, many of those rulers and officials had no idea that the royals were missing, that there was an international search occurring as Christian and his family, his people, did whatever they could to find them. They were close. They had to be.

The group stopped their horses by a stream to rest. They were almost at the border of the Choctaw nation, just where Christian and his sister had been brough to safety just two years ago. If he closed his eyes, the king could remember when he first laid eyes on his wife, when he first smiled at her. Had he known then what he would be going through now, would he have found out more about the agency, more about the work they do? Would his family be in this situation, in this danger? Christian knew that he shouldn’t, but standing in these woods now, he couldn’t help but feel that this was all his fault. He should have gotten Nick, Elizabeth, Carter, and Renee to a safer hideout, somewhere far away from Desmond and his wicked ways. With that man being close to rotting in a cell, Christian thought he should feel a bit of relief, but he didn’t. If he was still walking free, did that mean he was in danger, or just that the world was about to lose a free citizen? Christian couldn’t tell, but he wasn’t sure he wanted to dig deep enough to find out.

I’m sorry, Kitten, the king thought, thinking of her long red hair bouncing as she danced, the wide grin on her face when the folk songs played at their balls and other galas. She would have been too young to remember the festival, the fun they had there, but hopefully he could take her when she came home, when she and her siblings were safe again. How long would that take, to find them, to bring them all back home where they belonged? This was surely the Guardians’ most difficult mission yet. Before this, they mostly dealt with keeping the peace between the nations, watching over Nick and the others, as well as any other officials or friends of the crown that had been forced to go into hiding. With this international emergency, everyone was on high alert, doing what they could to find clues, to free the captured royals.

Running a hand over his face, the king could feel his breath getting short. Panic shot through him, but he wasn’t sure why. Was it the lack of evidence, or from the worry alone? There was no telling how the Dannish royal family was being treated, no way of knowing the state they would be in when they were found. And even though it wasn’t, Christian couldn’t help but feel like it was all his fault. His stepmother’s words kept coming back to the forefront of his mind, punishing him for something he didn’t do, for something he had nothing to do with.

Triana had always told him that he wouldn’t make a good king; what if she was right? Was this the thing that would prove that to her? Had she heard what was happening? Was she in her cell now, laughing and finding out a way to be the queen again? If she was strong enough, smart enough, she would find a way. But weren’t the warlocks that guarded the prisons too powerful, too keen on keeping her locked away for her crimes?

The king ran a hand over his face. He had to see her. There could be something he was missing, something that she could figure out in a split second that his pure mind wasn’t aware of. Maybe, just maybe, Triana was the missing piece. Maybe she had something, knew something, that could help him.

“Is there somewhere we should turn, sire,” an agent asked, turning towards his boss with a worried glance, doing his best to be respectful but seemingly failing. The king didn’t mind. That was alright, after everything they had all been through, after all he was still going through. His staff didn’t know, but they would soon. Christian was breaking, slowly and into a million pieces. He just didn’t have the guts to show them.

Swallowing a sob that threatened to break free from his lips, the king rounded his steed back towards the palace. “No, not today. Let’s go home,” he instructed, making sure his voice was strong, steady. This was no place to cry, not with his staff surrounding him. The former queen had taught him that. She might actually be proud of him now, to see him hardened, cold, just as she was when she raised him.

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And this time around i will coloniz afric athen you ll have a reason to cry... instead o trashing the portuguess and then saying yall dannish or british because they wasn't the ones doing all that shit to your continent. Just wait

[fullcravings]

Danish Puff Pastry

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