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The European Network for Equality in Languages (ELEN) has declared that the Basque language and its speakers are "in a state of linguistic emergency".
The declaration recognises that the number of people who speak Basque is increasing in absolute terms, but regrets that "only 17.5% use it more than other languages in their daily lives. Social use is weak and the trend is towards further weakening". Without measures, there will be a setback, the document states.
It also notes that the "evident signs of slowdown and fragility" of the process of normalisation of Basque are related to several factors; one of them is not having an official status in Iparralde and Nafarroa; the other, the "judicial offensive against the normalisation of Basque, whose sentences are issued to deactivate the linguistic policies favourable" to our language. These judicial rulings represent, according to ELEN, "an intense judicial offensive against the normalisation and revitalisation" of this language.
Another factor, they add, is the globalisation and digitalisation of life, which causes "hegemonic languages to become more and more hegemonic, and minority languages to become more and more vulnerable". The document asks institutions to take the revitalisation of the Basque language as a priority and calls on citizens to "get involved and commit" to this language. At the European level, they are already calling for measures to avoid cultural homogenisation and to promote the normalisation and revitalisation of minority languages and linguistic communities.
ELEN is an international NGO dedicated to the promotion and protection of European minority languages. It currently has 175 associated organisations representing 50 languages in 25 states and its members represent more than 50 million speakers, almost 10% of the population of the EU.
#euskal herria#basque country#pays basque#pais vasco#euskadi#euskara#euskera#basque#for nobody's atonishment#ugh#news
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Oh, so you want crane and nigma request? Then give me all you have babe!! What are they like on a date and how would they react i the date wants them to stay after for some sexy stuff? 👌👈. There you go. Thanks by the way♥️
id just skip the whole date and go immediately to the bedroom
Jon on a date hcs:
he doesn't even know how he landed that date with you, in all honesty. it wasn't in his nature to "shoot his shot" but at this rate, if he had to see you and look you in the eyes another day while restraining the urge to just kiss you breathless, he'd shrivel up and die. the YearningTM won over logic, and up to this day he considers this one of the bet decisions he's ever made
he's an utter gentleman. his southern roots are showing in every little gesture, hell, you've gotten him so comfortable you can hear the twinge of his accent shine through. he goes all out, opening all doors, pulling out all chairs, refilling your empited glasses and all that shit. he's always been very polite to you (although overly sarcastic at times), but this time he's outdone himself. it's like he's trying to make some sort of impression on you, despite you two knowing each other for a little while already. not that you're complaining, you quite like this side of him
it's a very classy but pleasant date, all in all. y'know, the usual - coffee shop, bookstore and a nice walk afterwards. and once you get him talking, trust me, he could do it for hours. he longs for someone to truly listen to what he has to say, to exchange opinions with, to nerd out with, and you're just perfect for that. he loves how he can make you laugh with his sarcasm and that you never take it personally, how you talk so passionately about subjects you're interested in and let him do the same. for the first time in a while, he truly feels like someone's interested in what he has to say, in him in general, and as much as it is a foreign feeling, it's certainly a pleasant one
you're in charge of dropping hints that you wanna bang tho. he may secretely hope that it happens, if not today then at some point at least, but he also think he's already stretching it. he doesn't wanna test his luck, the fact that you agreed to the damn date is atonishing as it is, he doesn't think you'd want anything more from him, that you'd be interested in him this way. nobody ever really was, at least not the way he silently craves, so he doesn't even try. so yeah, turn up your game to the max. he will internally relish in the way you call him handsome or compliment him on literally anything
as i said, he's an utter gentleman. he will walk you right up to your door, out of manners and concern for you to get home safe (it is Gotham, after all). does he want to kiss you goodnight? fuck yeah. will he do it? hell no. it's all in your hands. and we all know you won't let it really turn into a goodbye. acting all innocent, asking him if he wants to come in for tea because you'd just love to show him that book you thought he'd like, and this fool will believe every single word. he's clueless baby, you'll literally find him on your couch waiting for that tea
he's taken aback once you make your intentions clear. very clear, if the way you're kissing him now and running your hands along his shoulders indicates anything. he's in heaven. his heart flutters every time you pull away to ask him if what you're doing is okay and tell him that if he doesn't want to, y'all don't have to do anything. but by the lord, does he fucking want to. does he want to feel you all pressed up against him, your soft kin under his fingertip, your mouth on his. his mind is blank, there's only you and how good you make him feel, how good he wants to make you feel in return
he'll be thinking about that night for a while. the way you pulled him close, the way you reassured him and covered his whole neck and chest in hickeys, the way your face twisted in pleasure as he held you down and did everything in his power to make you come undone as much as you made him. and especially the way you let him stay at your place all the way until the next morning, your arms and legs tangled together, all comfy and content. he certainly didn't expect your date to turn out to be so eventful
Eddie on a date hcs:
you will not believe the amount of time he spent hyping himelf up to finally ask you out. he wanted to do that for a long while, he couldn't stop his heart from aching for you anytime you were near him. he wanted to be closer, so much closer, but that little voice in the back of his head always spilled unnecessary, hateful bullshit and he couldn't bring himself to take you out for so long. but alas, he finally did and you finally agreed of course and he was going to make sure this is the most memorable date of your life (so you don't ever want to go out with anyone else)
he needed something where he could spend some quality time with you and show off his knowledge a little bit to impress you and assure you that you did the right thing by going out with him - so, obviously, he goes for a little museum date. and if you're up to it, you two can stop by the newet art exhibition in Gotham Gallery. entertaining and educational! what more could you possibly want?
he's a nervous wreck tho. tries not to show it and covers it up with extensive rambling, but he so desperately wants to be good enough that it's almost embarassing. the way he's trying hard to impress you is so clear. you appreciate it, and you appreciate him picking such places to take you out on a date, paying for all your shit and all that, but he needs to chill the fuck out and have fun
after knowing him for a while, you know exactly what makes him tick. a well-timed praise and compliment here an there, an inquiry about something to let him boast a little, breaching more casual topics so he can relax, a well-placed hand on his arm, and you've got him hooked. you remind him exactly why he wanted to go on a date with you in the way you're listening so attentively and asking him questions and laughing with him. he loves how you always know what to say to make him at peace and he starts to truly enjoy himself, walking around with you and throwing around random facts about anything that catches his eye. he's in his element
like i said before, he's already decided to pay for all your stuff, but he adores how you don't take advantage of that. he also adores the way your whole face lit up when he bought you a souvenir anyway because you eyed it a second longer than the rest. he will gladly take you to dinner for a little break from all this walking around, too! at the restaurant, he's actively inquiring about you. you're one of the few people on this earth that he truly finds interesting and fascinating, the way he asks about your life and listens so attentively makes you feel seen and heard. despite everything, he's a great listener as long as the topic of the conversation interests him. and when it comes to you, he wants to know every little detail, you're the one puzzle that he so craves to solve, that always keeps him on his toes and he loves that thrill
of course, you two have been flirty with each other all night, but Edward doesn't necessarily expect anything sexual to happen. you're not obliged to do that, and he's just glad to be spending time with you, hoping that another date will come soon. he does react positively when you're all touchy-feely though. yes, he's a little flustered and bashful, but that man's got a silver tongue on him, he always has something to counter your flirtarious banter
like Jon, he will walk you right up to your door and he will stare at you with with those puppy eyes like you're the eigth world wonder. he makes it just impossible not to kiss him. all you have to do is tug him by his collar and crash your lips with his and he's yours. he will grab your waist, glide his hands up and down your back, let out a choked groan that he's holding back when you tug on his hair. no, he doesn't give a fuck you're in front of your apartment building, just come closer, kiss him harder, please-
you both are abolutely breathless by the time you separate. his hair is ruffled and so are your clothes, and your eyes are glazed over as you stare up at him in a way that makes his stomach do kickflips. you simply ask if he wants to come in and he's already frantically nodding his head, repeating 'yes' over and over as he pulls you back in. there's nothing he wants more right now than getting all tangled up in your sheets, in you. he has never felt anything quite like your hands on his hot skin, your lips on his, your moans breathed right into his ear. and don't be surprised if he dives back in for seconds once you two wake up in each other's arms in the morning
#my writing#headcannons#anonymous#jonathan crane#scarecrow#the scarecrow#riddler#the riddler#edward nygma#edward nigma#fluff#nsfw-ish#its so good to be writing again holy shit#even if it doesnt come out quite as id like it to#had to rewrite this because arkhamverse has such a grip on me i swear to god#it wouldve been so much angstier if it was ak ed and jon holy shit
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Latin MC.
My MC.
I know; “if I wanted to be reading about a MC I would rather read mine.” Well I want to talk about her, because I want you all to meet her!
It's a tragedy that I can't draw her, because I suck at drawing!
Her name is Yukari, all my OCs will be named Yukari If you find my profile in Obey Me! We can be friends!!! Anyways.
Her full name is Verónica Yukari Perez Aguilar, she was born the 22 of June, in Mexico (She´s from the center of the Republic) As a good Mexican and Latin American she has a BIG family, the 25% of her blood is indigenous. (Her grandfather is 100% indigenous) and she will always brag about it.
Characteristics.
Small really small. Her height is 1.45 (4.76 feet... enserio ¿Por qué no se conformaron con los centímetros?) brown wavy hair, even thought she bleached and coloured it in red. She always use dresses and shirts with a whole in her back, she has a lot of tatoos and she olny has one in her spine, the pact with Beel. Of course when she made a pact with every demon her back became black because of the ink and pacts, she use a lot of black, dark lipstick and tons of eyeliner, but just for speciall events, Yukari is way to lazy to make her make up every single day.
Her first interaction with the devils was not even natural, they imagine the new exchange student was pure, but nope. Her whole family is good with magic and more than that, when she was young accidentaly call upon Belzebuub, they made a pact in exchange of food and horchata water, after that they kinda became good friends. She was (10 years old and she was bored).
The ��Kidnap” by the other hand... Her whole family went straight to the Devildom, they knew, if her daughter was missing she was in hell, and yes, there she was half naked, from the waist up, her tattoo artist way to afraid of saying something, her mama was about to murder Diavolo (He loved it because he already knew Yukari´s mother) cousins and her older brother protected her with an encantation that she broke when things became espesas. And she used the pact with Beel to show everyone how she was gonna be fine. After that she bought lunch for Beel and her family started to shout at her. “Pendeja, los demonios no son juguetes.” “DEJA EN PAZ A ESE DEMONIO YUKARI VERÓNICA PEREZ AGUILAR O YO TE PUTEO AQUÍ Y AHORA”
Yukari: AMAAA DEJA LA CHANCLA NO, NOOOOOOOO EN LA ESPALDA NOOOOOOOOOOOOO AMAAAA MIS TATUAJESSS.
Yukari´s mom: ¿¿Quien te manda pendeja??
After the putazos. The demons understood, they better don´t mess up with her family.
Her relationship with the brothers.
Lucifer.
He was surprised that Beel didn´t told him about his pact with a human, and he knew everything. After the show that Yukari put through, he decided that Mammon needed to stick around with her.
He even went to her house for photos, books and action figures for her room. After that he saw Yukari in the big garden, planting cempasúchil, she even put in her door Papel picado she made an encantation with them so nobody could cross her door. He tried once when she wasn´t answering her D.D.D, he couldn´t. He was amazed about her magic and power to talk, also she eats a lot for her small being, he has a Beel 2.0 but smaller.
Mammon.
He tried to sell the flowers in the garden, but Yukari nearly kill him, not on pourpose though, she put a protection for her flowers, and he crossed the protection, tha result was burns level two, that she cured.
He is the only demon that like the saying says. “Entra como perro por su casa” it seems that after he burned up her encantations didn´t worked on him, so she needed to make better encantations and even protect her books. Once in a while she likes to cast a spell of truth in him so she can analyse his ways. The first time she spoke Spanish he knew he needed to create a bussiness with her. And her tattos are sick, he takes photos for her, he´s so in love with the art in her back.
Levi.
LOOOOOOOL She´s like that character from that anime, plus her hair is sick. He got another otaku by his side, for Yukari it was easy to make a pact with Levi, they became friends in a anime group so they kinda knew each other.
When Levi saw her magic he started to tell her how amazing she was, and how he can summon Lotan, and they totaly need to make a pact, she´s Henry, like in real live. For first time in his life he feels better with himself.
He actually has a secret pasword with her door, so he can enter whenever he wants too, and laughs when his other brothers can´t even open the door.
Satan.
He was the opposite of his three older brothers, he needed to draw a line between that woman and himself, but when he saw how she could read difficult books and even summon other demons and even angels.
Yukari: Ay Güerito I´m creating this potion so Asmo can´t flirt with me, I just want to see his face.
She was evil, and he loved it, once he understood that she wasn´t a threat they became quite close.The cherry that was on top of the whole cake, was, Yukari was studying literature back in the human Realm, so yes, Satan made a pact with her, not as fast as Mammon or Levi, but if he was going to have a master, it needed to be her.
Asmo.
For him, Yukari was cute, and the first impression was way to good for him. If anyone dares to see her body and thinks that she is not sensual, they are wrong, she just doesn´t like to show her atributtes, but damn, those Latin Americans were pure sensuality. Omg, that type of clothes does match with her personality, she was evil and he loved it, needed more that a look.
Bloking your door my dear? No problem I always have the key. (He doesn´t have it though) His human is the best of all, even Solom can cry before her and she wouldn´t mind, his humans are great.
Beel.
Most protect my master, Beelzebub actually know her really good, he stayed in her life since she was 10 years old and they agree to make a pact. That means every familiar dinner he went, every birthday there he was, and after a break of each other, when he saw Yukari again he needed to hug and kiss her, she became a proper lady no longer a small child that summon him for cookies or for bullies.
He got a crush in the 18 years old woman, and even if she doesn´t like him or she see him like a really old uncle that was okey for him. He knows that the flowers and potions that she makes can´t be eaten, so he always waits for her to give him a bite of her lunch or snacks.
Beelphegor.
When he tried to kill her in the other line of timpe she threw a flip flop in his head, and actually used her pacts, so Yukari 2.0 could have enough time to cast a spell, she summon an Archangel. It was impressive and the brothers were terrified, one human could summon anything was a danger.
When she returned to her line she hugged Belphie and told him; If you try to kill me here, I will take your teared your head off, with one spell. After that they became such good friends, and she kept her secrete for eternity.
With the undateables
Luke.
Try to bully him and she will bite. She´s small so she hates with all her heart when the brothers are mean to him. Luke loves her, she´s like a big sister, and finally someone can face those devils. She even knows Michael, and when he speaks with him, Michael always tell him how impressed he was. Luke stook with Yukari every time he can, they also make sleepovers, and the curse in her door always give him a candy. He is the happiest Angel alive.
Solomon.
Worried, her magic is way to powerfull, he knows her type of magic, but, he can´t make it, that magic is from way far away in the humanity time line, and if she could summon one of the seven brothers when she was young, he didn´t knew how powerfull she was know. Ancient magic might stayed as a secret. He faced Yukari when she was angry, and damn, not even his magic helped him when he recived a Chanclazo.
Simeon.
He liked her, her apperiance was angelical, and her height was the cutest of them all, but he knew that even the Archangels had respect for that human, he saw her once in the Realm, and he was shocked, she was nearly 14 years old, and was talking with Uriel like nothing.
Diavolo.
As powerful as a human might be, they have a time limit, he´s not that affraid of Yukari, he knows that she can handdle herself, and won´t start a rebelion Right? Even if she does that, he can always marry her and that would be all.
Barbatos.
He got atonished when she returned from the temporal line time, that wasn´t part of his plan, and she managed to break it. They became close, not only to know Yukari better but he needed to keep an eye on her, she wasn´t normal, she was playing with fire, but she didn´t get any burn of it.
LET´S LEARN SPANISH!
Chanclazo. When a flip flop hit you
Güerito, This one is how should I say it? Kinda racist, means when a person has a white skin color and when he or she has a lighter hair. BUT in Mexico in the market, all people are güeritos, so dont worry.
“Entra como perro por su casa” He enters like a dog in his house
cempasúchil A flower that means 1000 petals. And we use them for day of the deaths.
Papel picado Type of paper, that is use for our day of the deaths, in the ofrendas
“Pendeja, los demonios no son juguetes.” “DEJA EN PAZ A ESE DEMONIO YUKARI VERÓNICA PEREZ AGUILAR O YO TE PUTEO AQUÍ Y AHORA”: IDIOT, THE DEMONS AREN´T TOYS. LEAVE ALONE THAT DEMON YUKARI VERÓNICA PEREZ AGUILAR, OR I WILL KICK YOU HERE AND NOW.
It´s very common that Latins owns 2 names and put the two last names of the two families, the whole name from a mother, means danger.
AMAAA DEJA LA CHANCLA NO, NOOOOOOOO EN LA ESPALDA NOOOOOOOOOOOOO AMAAAA MIS TATUAJESSS.
MOOOOOM LEAVE THE FLIP FLOP NO, NOOOOOOO, NO IN THE BACK, NOOOOOOOOOO MOOOOMMM MY TATOOS.
¿¿Quien te manda pendeja??
Who leads you asshole?
horchata
Type of drink,without alcohol. It is usually made of rice, and it´s sweet.
espesas : Thick.
#obey me shall we date#obey me headcanons#obey me latin#obey me mammon#obey me undateables#obey me lucifer#obey me leviathan#obey me satan#obey me asmodeus#Obey me beelzebub#obey me belphegor#obey me luke#obey me simeon#obey me solomon#obey me diavolo#obey me barbatos#obey me let´s learn Spanish
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The story of the smitten alpha and the confused omega
Chapter 1
It’s been three hours since Newt set foot in New York for the second time in his life and he’s already in trouble.
At least Theseus is not here to watch him, he’d probably had an aneurysm just to see Newt standing in front of a hurt and very angry hippogriff.
He hasn’t had the time to attend to the creature, he just stunned two wizards that tried to kill him. They’re both alphas; they attempted to use the Voice on him, but Newt is -fortunately- not like most of omegas and has an overprotective brother that taught him how to resist an alpha’s command.
And Newt took advantage of their atonishment and stunned them both.
He turns around to face the hippogriff; the creature is clearly upset and is thinking about flying away through a window, judging by her unsteady and nervous movement of her wings. But the space is too small for her to fit and Newt knows she’d only end up more hurt than she already is.
Downstairs, Newt hears someone yelling that the ‘aurors are here’ and he feels a little bit relieved; at least they can take care of the traffickers while Newt tries to patch the hippogriff up.
Unless said aurors try to take the creature away in which Newt would have to think a way of escaping from them with the hippogriff.
Which is going to be a problem.
He hopes Tina’s among them so at least he doesn’t have to explain them he knows what he’s doing.
'You’d never get a good alpha with that attitude, my son,’ Newt bites his lip, remembering his mother’s words. She had always been so concerned about him not getting married, especially because she soon realized his son was far from what the British society would call a “proper omega.” However -and much to her concern- Newt had never been much interested in getting an alpha to court him.
Neither Theseus; he turned to be a very overprotective brother that contrary to what their mother used to think, was happy if Newt never got an alpha.
'Nobody deserves you, little one’ Theseus usually says to which Newt just rolls his eyes.
Despite of his overprotective nature, Newt likes his brother; he was the only alpha in his family that supported him when he announced he wanted to be a magizoologist.
Yes, he worries a lot and has a heart attack when Newt comes to visit him and tells him about his adventures, but he has never stopped him.
Newt has met alphas and has tried to chat with them, but as soon as he mentions his job they all frown at him in disapproval.
So he has decided to give up on that. He doesn’t need an alpha anyway.
The room is dark, but Newt doesn’t surrender to the temptation to use Lumos Maxima, the bright light would only startle the creature even more.
He hears footsteps and curses when the hippogriff does a distressed noise behind him; he knows is not very clever to turn his back on a upset creature, she could attack him at any moment, but he has no other choice.
The wizard that storms into the room is an alpha and despite the terrible light -and that he cannot see his face- Newt knows he’s an auror just by the way he stands. That man has received military training, just like Theseus.
“I need you to leave the room,” it’s an order, but at least the alpha has the decency to not use the Voice on him. He thinks he recognizes that voice though. “This creature is dang-”
Without thinking, Newt moves his own wand and takes away the auror’s one just with a quick spell.
The man freezes and since Newt still can’t see his face he’s not sure if it’s because he’s surprised or furious. Alphas don’t take very well when they’re defeated by omegas.
“She’s not dangerous, she’s just scared,” Newt corrects him. “Now please let me work. I know what I’m doing.”
A quick nod is his answer, or at least he hopes it is. He prays Merlin the auror is not just waiting for him to get distracted.
He turns to the hippogriff and takes a step closer to the creature; she does the same distressed noise than before, except that this time is a clear warning.
And then Newt notices; the wild, alpha’s scent -that’s something that reminds him the nature, the woods- changes. It becomes stronger, protective.
Except for his brother (and sometimes Tina), Newt has never experienced the protective nature of an alpha, especially directed towards him.
“You’re making her nervous,” Newt tells him. “She’s not going to hurt me. Trust me.”
“Sorry,” the alpha mumbles and Newt hears him taking a few steps back.
When the scent changes again, Newt is surprised to notice that the alpha actually believes him. He can’t help but smile at the thought.
“Everything’s going to be fine,” Newt whispers to the hippogriff. He takes another step forward, then stops, looking at her in the eye. He bends, not even blinking despite of her gruff approach.
Then, when she bows back, Newt relaxes enough to pet her.
He gets startled when the other wand in his hand flies away towards his true owner.
Wandless magic, it had never occurred to Newt that the wizard behind him could do such thing.
He only knows one person capable of doing that.
The alpha steps into the light and Newt feels horrified to find out that he has just disarmed Percival Graves, the real one.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Graves.” If his mother was alive, she would’ve scolded him for that.
“You were worried about her,” the alpha says, smiling. “However I need my wand to protect you two while you patch her up.”
Newt has so many questions, but startled by the sound of fight, he blurts out possibly the useless question that’s roaming in his mind: “How do you know it’s female?”
She is, but Newt is surprised that Graves knows too.
“You called her 'she’” the alpha explains. And he surprises Newt again because he’s not used to people actually paying attention to what he says. “You’re Theseus Scamander’s brother, am I right?”
“Yes,” he nods. Of course, the alpha is being nice to him because of his brother. “I’m Newt.”
“A pleasure to meet you… Newt.” He offers his hand but the magizoologist doesn’t have the time to shake it because of the two men that walk into the room.
Newt thinks about helping Graves, but it’s more than clear that the alpha doesn’t need any help.
Feeling oddly protected, Newt starts checking on the hippogriff. He starts whispering a few healing spells while he pets the creature.
“It’s okay, Clara. You’ll be much better in the morning,” he promises. He doesn’t even worry when he hears something hitting the floor.
“You named her,” Graves observes and Newt’s not surprised to see the other two men unconscious on the ground.
“I name all my creatures,” he says.
“Of course you do,” Graves smiles again, a gesture that reaches even his eyes.
Newt gets Clara in the case and returns just to see Graves staring at him.
The alpha closes his eyes, nostrils flared as he unconsciously leans forward. When he realizes what he’s doing, he stops, looking completely embarrassed.
“I’m sorry, Newt. I shouldn’t have-”
“It’s a perfectly normal reaction,” he assures, trying to ease him. And it is, most of alphas do that when they meet an omega.
“No, it’s… disrespectful. I have never done that… I apologise for my-”
“I’m not angry, Mr. Graves,” Newt smiles and only then Graves seems to relax.
“Please, call me Percival.”
Newt agrees but is interrupted by the auror’s sudden reaction. He steps in front of him, shielding him from the entrance.
However, the people that walk inside are just aurors.
“Sir, are you-”
“Tina!” Newt’s so glad to see a familiar face that he jumps right into her arms.
“Oh for Mercy Lewis’ sake, what are you doing here?” She demands, but accepts the hug anyways.
“I didn’t know you were courting someone, Goldstein,” the Director comments, interrupting them.
Newt blushes at that; he once considered Tina as a potential mate, since she was the most respectful alpha he had ever met. But it was more than clear that the two of them didn’t feel anything more than friendship for each other.
“We’re just friends, Sir,” she says, glancing at her boss in a funny way.
Newt nods as they both step away.
“You know you have to accompany us to meet with Madam President…” The Director says and Newt panics for a moment.
“I could just go, you know?” He says. “Clara didn’t do anything and I-”
“We’re not going to take her away,” Percival swears. “I promise no harm will come to you or your creatures while I’m alive, Newt.”
Some of the aurors gasp at the words, but Newt is not paying much attention to them. He’s too grateful for that.
Coming from another alpha, that protectiveness would’ve seemed weird but Newt knows Percival’s doing it because he’s Theseus brother.
“Thank you,” he whispers in return.
***
“You won’t be needed this time, Goldstein,” Percival says and Newt already misses his friend when he walks in Picquery’s office.
“Queenie and I will be waiting for you at home,” she mumbles before fleeing from the room.
“Glad to see you again, Mr. Scamander,” the President smirks at him. Newt had been taught that the most intimidating wizards and witches were the alphas and for years he believed that.
Not anymore. Because Seraphina Picquery, a beta, is more intimidating than most of the alphas he has met.
“Me, too,” he mumbles, noticing Percival gaze on him.
“Well… tell me, what happened this time?”
Knowing it will do no good to start babbling, he tries to explain that he had come to visit his friends and begin writing his second book when upon arriving New York, he noticed a man walking towards a pub, carrying something in his pocket.
He managed to get the man to give him the egg (it was an occamy) and tell him all the information he knew about the hippogriff his companions had caught.
But then, when Newt reaches the part where he found the place the creature was being kept and his encounter with Percival… he hesitates.
“He disarmed me,” Percival continues for him, grinning. Newt tilts his head, trying to figure it out if that smile is genuine or if it’s a way to hide his irritation; most of alphas hate to admit defeat.
Picquery rolls her eyes at the Director.
“Now that is pretty much obvious, Percival,” she tries to suppress a chuckle. “But I was talking about the case…”
Then she laughs while Percival glares at her and Newt is not sure if they’re still on the same topic anymore.
“Very funny, Sera…” He growls.
Newt looks from one to another and when the President notices she does a gesture with her hand.
“Sorry, Mr. Scamander, please continue…”
He does, pretending nothing happened, feeling a little more confident when he talks about Clara and how well the healing spells worked on her.
“Well… it was not that bad,” Picquery says. “Just be careful next time, Mr. Scamander. You are dismissed.”
Not quite believing his luck, Newt thanks them both and is ready to run when Percival’s words stop him.
“You have a place to stay, Newt?” Percival takes a step closer. “You could stay at mine. My house is…”
He interrupts himself, probably figuring out how that sounds. Even Newt knows when a single alpha that lives alone offers an omega his home has a completely different meaning.
Although Newt knows he doesn’t mean anything by it; he’s just probably being kind because his Theseus’ friend.
“You’re moving too fast, don’t you think, Percival?” Picquery comments, however it looks like she’s just having fun.
“I’m sorry, Newt. I didn’t mean-”
“Don’t worry. I’m gonna stay with Tina and Queenie.”
“Oh… great. Well… I’ve heard them say they cannot apparate there because there are many no-majes living in that building.”
“Yes, but it’s-”
“I can walk you there.”
“It’s not necessary, I already know the way, besides, it’s not far from here,” Newt points out.
“I’m aware you know the way,” Percival comments, rolling his eyes, although he looks amused.
“Then why you want to walk me there?”
Picquery snorts and Newt notices that she’s covering her mouth.
“To keep you company,” Percival says simply and Newt’s still not sure what to make of his attitude. “And to talk about Clara, of course. I’d love to know how you got her to trust you.”
“Okay!” He agrees immediately this time; he likes to talk about his creatures and Percival has proved to be really interested in what he has to say.
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About tips
Ok, this post will be absolutely embarassing, I’m embarassed too, but since more than one person asked me, I really want to write something so you can know better me :)
I know that tips are used almost everywhere in the world, but in Italy almost nobody give a tip. I think that is most due to the fact that is not a tradition or a law, or maybe the fact that the categories of people who usually receive tips have a higher salary, don’t really know. In fact, I never left a tip, so as my parents, my friends, everybody.
I’m still in awe when somebody asked me why they can’t leave me a tip, when I send the invoice for a commission. First, thank you for the thought, it’s really a wonderful and lovely thing, and I’m really honoured and sincerely flattered. When I ask you if you’re sure, it’s not me being rude, it’s just me who is happy and don’t know what to say xD
I really appreciate the thought, I even opened a ko-fi account mostly as a joke, and the fact that actually someone bought me one just because enjoys my art is just...atonishing to me? So, thank you all for you support, for a like, a reblog or a coffee or just a nice comment, you always make my day! I really, really, really appreciate that! ♥ And if you want to leave me a tip on a commission, remember, I’ll never ask xD
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*gasp* wow, I think I love you, I don't even know you, you let me atonished with what you said xd
Seeing it in this way, they basically abused Erika and at this point she should have her mental health destroyed, they treated her and they still treat her like shit
But now let's see it in the basic way, they say they don't want humans to attack them and erase her old life so nobody would worry about her anymore, but the point is
If there are humans in eldarya, what sense does it have to erase the memories of her family and friends if the problem is on the human's in eldarya? 💀
But what you say actually has a lot of sense, I think that now i view it in a completely different way
I'm sorry, but I must say this, I can't sleep because of this question xd (english is not my first language, sorry if I say something wrong)
We all know that the guard forced Erika to drink a potion that made all the people that she knew on earth forget her because they are afraid that humans will attack them because of her presence
They mentioned that there are humans that know her existence on eldarya, so they make her drink the potion so nobody will remember her and with that, they will be out of danger......
The witch circles only work in one sence, so I doubt that a human could go to earth to send people to attack the guard and get Erika lol xddd
My point is.....
People ON EARTH will forget her but..... If they are on earth, what are they afraid off?
If there are humans on eldarya then THEY WILL STILL KNOW HER EXISTENCE
IN ELDARYA EVERYONE WILL STILL REMEMBER HER
SO, WHERE IS THE POINT?
I mean, humans in eldarya would still know her presence..... If a human goes to eldarya, that person would still ear of her..... I don't know if i'm explain myself xD
WHERE IS THE POINT ON MAKING HER DRINK THAT POTION IF ONLY THE HUMANS ON EARTH THAT SHE KNOWS WOULD FORGET HER!?!?!?! DID THEY REALLY THOUGHT DEEPLY ON THAT DECISION?!??? ARE YOU OK MIIKO?!?!
Besides, I really doubt that her family and friends know about eldarya or the aengels xddd and don't even mention that her family could know because of her great grandmother because the difference of generations between a greatgrandmother and a great granddaughter is huge
I don't really think that her family and friends could reach her in eldarya xd I believe that the guard was only moved by fear and they didn't really think about it, which is sad because that means that Erika loose her family and friends just for nothing.
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#inktober2017 24rd day: #blind 'The noise previous an attack. Red the Shy waited until this moment and then he moved as fast as he could: he took off his cape and covered the demon female's head with it. As it had his blood, the trail was fresh. Immediately, the huge demon's hand fell over her. It was blinded by hunger to recognise the real victim.' ***** 'Red felt a sharp pain on the chest, it was just like someone had stabed her... But there was nobody there... She was atonished, the pain did not let her think properly. If not, she would have realised it was a trap: as soon as she opened the book there was a detonation. Her eyes hurt. She was blind.' ---------------------------------------------- 'El ruido anterior a un ataque. Red el Tímido esperó hasta ese momento y entonces se movió tan rápido como pudo: se quitó la capa y cubrió la cabeza de la demonio con ella. Estaba impregnada con su sangre por lo que el rastro era fresco. Inmediatamente la gigantesca mano del demonio cayo sobre ella. Éste estaba demasiado cegado por el hambre como para reconocer a su víctima.' ***** 'Red la Sinmano sintió un agudo dolor en el pecho. Fue como si alguien la apuñalara... Pero no había nadie más allí... Estaba tan atontada por el dolor que no pensaba con claridad. De haberlo hecho se habría dado cuenta de que era una trampa: tan pronto como abrió la tapa hubo una detonación. Le dolían los ojos. Estaba ciega.' #inktober @jakeparker @inktober #oldschool #inking #traditionalart #instaartist #instaart #illustration #ilustracion #story #comicpanel #panel #comic #demon #princess #spells #book #demonio #libro #conjuros
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The Basque-Georgian connection
As you may already know, Basque is a language isolate, and nobody really knows where it comes from. There are several theories that try to solve the mystery, but the one we personally like the most - and may be the most feasible one, based on the evidence found - is the one we’re sharing with you today.
Most scholars agree on the fact that Greeks called the whole Iberian peninsula Iberia meaning “the land of river Iber”. But Greeks also called Iberia the old Georgian kingdom of Kartvli. Why? Scholars don’t agree so much: there may have been another river Iber, but it also may come from its inhabitants: the Sasper. The evolution would be: Sasper > Speri > Hberi > Iberi.
Be it as it may, we then have two Iberias, +4,000 kms apart, and eastern and western Iberians. Since ancient times eastern Iberians felt connected to western Iberians, and Georgian monk and translator George the Hagiorite wrote, as early as in the 11th century, that Georgians needed to meet their long lost western siblings. However, he couldn’t explain how, when, and why this family got so apart.
It’s not an easy task to find those answers, though.
The Swadesh lexicostatistical relation between Georgian and Basque is 7.52%, higher than any other language in the world compared to Euskara. This means that, according to the Swadesh method, Georgian and Basque began to evolve separatedly around 10,000 years ago, during the Magdalenian era. This is even more impressive knowing that, although proto-kartvelian (origin of Georgian) can be studied until 2,000 BCE, reliable proto-Basque stops at year 500. If we could rebuild proto-Basque until 2,000BCE, the percentage of relation would be higher.
Judging by how similar Basque & Georgian are, it’s assumed that it was a single language up until that moment in time. There are currently ongoing researchs on this theory. But neskak, what are those similarities?
- they’re both agglutinative languages, with the same declensive system. - ergative case, super rare in European languages, just found in Georgian and Basque. There are only two more languages in the world that use it: Tibetan and Burushaski.
- reflexive sentences: both Georgian and Basque say “my head” instead of “myself”. Ex: I saw my head on the mirror.
- counting system based on 20
- aspirate H: lost in most of nowadays Basque dialects, it existed in proto-Basque unlike in Iberian. It still was pronounced in medieval Basque, and it’s also found in nowadays Georgian.
- Iberian tribes had a name ended in -eti (Laeti, Auseti, ilergeti, etc). It’s very similar to nowadays Georgian instrumental suffix -ti.
- Georgian and Basque pronouns are neuter.
- Lack of articles: a house & the house is said the same way.
So we have similar syntax, grammar, and vocabulary, and we’re pretty much sure there was a single group of speakers somewhere in pre-history. What the hell happened?
Somebody migrated. Experts assumed that it was eastern Iberians who walked west, since Caucasian human remains were found in several sites of northern Spain, a minority among native featured human remains. Scholars, as did Strabo centuries ago, realized that these Caucasian were always found next to mines, so they concluded eastern Iberians - skilled metalworkers - traveled west to work in the mines. The only issue? +4,000 kms ahead to work in a mine of nowadays Spain is a bit too much, specially when Georgia had them too.
Some experts consider that this can be explained: Basques are the descendants of Caucasian tribes that arrived to western Iberia. They isolated themselves in the Basque mountains, and some of them worked in the mines of Cantabria & Asturias that are just some hundreds of kms away. Far more feasable.
However, a more recent theory defends it ocurred the other way around: western Iberians somehow walked to the Caucasus since, according to a DNA study, Georgians are genetically more diverse than Basques, which couldn’t be possible if the migration actually came from the east. Why? Were they escaping? Looking for a better place? Nobody knows.
Mariam Lordkipanidze - one of the biggest experts in the Basque-Georgian connection - has studied Basque & Georgian dolmens and funerary rites, and has found atonishing similarities. Who started those rites, though?
So probably we will never know if we migrated from east to west or viceversa, but we personally think that this happened somewhere in history, and that Basques and Georgians are distant relatives.
What do you think? Have you ever heard about this?
source 1, source 2, source 3, source 4, source 5, source 6, source 7, source 8.
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#inktober2017 24rd day: #blind 'The noise previous an attack. Red the Shy waited until this moment and then he moved as fast as he could: he took off his cape and covered the demon female's head with it. As it had his blood, the trail was fresh. Immediately, the huge demon's hand fell over her. It was blinded by hunger to recognise the real victim.' ***** 'Red felt a sharp pain on the chest, it was just like someone had stabed her... But there was nobody there... She was atonished, the pain did not let her think properly. If not, she would have realised it was a trap: as soon as she opened the book there was a detonation. Her eyes hurt. She was blind.' ---------------------------------------------- 'El ruido anterior a un ataque. Red el Tímido esperó hasta ese momento y entonces se movió tan rápido como pudo: se quitó la capa y cubrió la cabeza de la demonio con ella. Estaba impregnada con su sangre por lo que el rastro era fresco. Inmediatamente la gigantesca mano del demonio cayo sobre ella. Éste estaba demasiado cegado por el hambre como para reconocer a su víctima.' ***** 'Red la Sinmano sintió un agudo dolor en el pecho. Fue como si alguien la apuñalara... Pero no había nadie más allí... Estaba tan atontada por el dolor que no pensaba con claridad. De haberlo hecho se habría dado cuenta de que era una trampa: tan pronto como abrió la tapa hubo una detonación. Le dolían los ojos. Estaba ciega.' #inktober @jakeparker @inktober #oldschool #inking #traditionalart #instaartist #instaart #illustration #ilustracion #story #comicpanel #panel #comic #demon #princess #spells #book #demonio #libro #conjuros
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