#tanslation

[king-midas-fortnite]

[The Empress arrives on time for the dinner that had been arranged with the King, dressed in her regal attire with some tasteful silver embellishments. She had never actually been on board the Marigold, despite having known its exact whereabouts since its return, and she took a moment to appreciate the clean aesthetics of the ship while waiting on the lower deck to be greeted.

It struck her as odd that she was not met by the King there, as she knew him to be one who disliked tardiness and respected guests.

No matter, he must simply be finishing final preparations. He had offered to cook, and that required time.

Rather than dwell on that, the Empress chose to wait and watch the waters glisten under the sun.]

@empress-mizuki

[The Prince came down the stairs to the lower deck in what seemed to be a hurry, frustration over his features. He had just about enough of all of this. The confusion of where he was and the three people he'd met (if he'd even call the Banana a person), already putting him on edge.

He'd come down with the intent of leaving the yacht for some air and to clear his head. There had to be normal people around here somewhere. People who'd regard him with the respect his title rightfully deserved.]

[He spots the Empress on the last step, coming to a stop as he takes in her appearance. Royalty of some kind, obviously. Beautiful, at that. Even with the crown on his head, he suddenly finds himself feeling remarkably underdressed in only a silk shirt and soft pants. Though, it wasn't as if he could find anything he'd consider suitable in that closet Valeria had led him to.]

[Regardless, perhaps she would be the type of conversation he'd been seeking.]

[He corrects his posture with a short clear to his throat.]

"Hello, ζαφείρι! Is it safe to assume that you are here to meet with me? Or--rather, the version of me that normally exists here, that is."

[He makes his way to her with a bow of his head, having to fix the thorned crown in his hair as he does so. The weight of it is odd to him.]

[capitan-copi]

Interact with me, I feel like I'm talking to the wall every time I post something

[mary-is-writing]

The psycho killer maids are finally here and I love them so much <3

[ddurandals]

আমি: কেন তুমি পৃথিবীকে ধ্বংস করছ!!!

এলিয়েন: কারণ এমন লোক আছে যারা মনে করে যে ইংরেজিই একমাত্র ভাষা তাদের আমার সাথে কথা বলতে

হবে: এটা ঠিক আমি বুঝি

me: why are you destroying earth!!!

aliens: because theres people who think that english is the only language they need to speak

me: thats fair i understand

[solbit-fox]

Torgil comes from StudioBand (Студийная Банда), sometimes they voiced anime titles for Wakanim in Russia, before Wakanim quit the market. Projects including When They Cry, Wandering Witch Elaina, and many others, beloved by Russians including myself~

[pansexual-ceo-procrastinator]

Writing problems

The urge to make your favorite character's native languages bcs you can't speak their language for shit.

[analusikzz]

I see you found my puzzle. What made you do that?

eh was bored tbh and it sorta fun

also for others that migte see that post and have that silent quetion ya know?

if im felling up for it i migte even do that the rest of your posts!

[soupdeewoop]

@whythiskolaveridiii

desi james and his mother-tongue

“phone adikkudhu!!”

james leapt off his bed at him mum’s shout. he answered breathlessly.

“hello?”

“james.”

the voice on the other end was hushed, barely a whisper.

“i’m here, i’m right here. what’s the matter reg?”

“i-it’s” regulus’ voice caught in his throat and he shook his head in a weak attempt to prevent the tears from spilling. “sirius is gone.”

james exhaled shakily, sliding down the wall.

“i’m coming over.”

“you can’t.”

“reg, i’m coming to get you.”

regulus smiled half-heartedly, his tears salty as they reached his lips. a knock at the front door distracted james from the conversation with his boyfriend.

“it’s him - he’s . . .”

there was a short silence before regulus spoke again.

“at least he’s safe.”

“JAMES? SIRIUS IS HERE.”

james rolled his eyes at euphemia’s second shout of the evening.

a slight laugh broke free of regulus’ lips: “make sure sirius is okay for me.”

“you’ll be too, okay? i promise. i’ll see you soon, reg. really soon. i love you.”

“i love you too but don’t do anything stupid.”

the small beep signifying the end of their conversation made james’ heart ache just a little bit more. he made his way slowly downstairs to where his best friend was stood shaking on the front mat.

“your mum’s already offered me idli and dahl” sirius joked through chattering teeth. “and tea of course.”

“well what else would you expect?” james replied with a smile. “what happened this time?” james asked, leading sirius into the lounge.

“oh yeah umm the crutiatus curse mainly. i’m sorry i didn’t bring reg, james.”

“hmm? oh.” james looked up at sirius’ face properly before replying. “he’s probably okay.”

“he’s not” sirius said suddenly. “he’s not and i’ve just left him.”

sirius’ announcement took james by surprise as tears began to fall quickly from the grey eyes.

“hey, why don’t you go have a shower, and you can lie down and we’ll figure out what to do after that yeah?”

sirius sniffed, his fingernails digging so deeply into his palms small indentations had appeared.

“amma!” james called into the kitchen as soon as the water for sirius’ shower was running. “amma i’m going out.”

he ran up to his room and collected the few things he thought he’d need: broom, his quidditch jumper, wand.

euphemia and fleamont potter were waiting at the bottom of the stairs, their expressions unreadable. james stood in silence, waiting for his parents to speak. when they didn’t, he moved towards the front door. only when james’ hand was hovering just above the door handle did euphemia speak.

“oru nimisham irunga.”

james turned to face his parents slowly.

“what?”

euphemia stepped forward with such determination that james retracted his hand from the door handle.

“when will you be back?”

“soon - really soon. like, less than an hour.”

euphemia nodded, satisfied with her son’s answer. both her and fleamont stood with their heads poking out the front door as james flew off into the dark, cloudless sky.

landing on the damp street that was grimmauld place, james inhaled sharply as a nearby streetlight went out.

he quickly mounted his broom again, completing a quick lap of the house to figure out which room was his boyfriend’s. he paused breathless on the balcony, looking into a dark room.

a pale nose was visible, just sticking out from under a thick duvet. for a brief moment james forgot why he’d made the journey, content watching his boyfriend just lie so peacefully. he knocked softly on the glass, startling regulus awake.

james knocked for a second time and grinned as regulus made his way to the window, his middle finger already up. regulus undid the chain, but only opened the window a centimetre, denying james access.

“i told you not to do anything stupid” he hissed through the gap. “go home, james.”

“i’m not doing anything stupid” james retorted. “and i will if you come with me.”

“they’ll kill you.”

“not if we leave. come on, reg.”

james slipped two fingers through the gap, prising the door open just a little bit more. regulus looked down, shaking his head slightly.

“you’re an idiot and i hate you” regulus informed his boyfriend as he arranged himself on the broom behind james.

“mhmm. so you keep telling me. anyway, i brought you this in case you were cold” james said, holding out his gryffindor quidditch jumper.

regulus accepted the gift gratefully, pulling it over his dark curls and immediately drowning in the heavy, scarlet material. with his back pressed into regulus’ chest, james took off, heading for home.

regulus’ fingers slipped across james’ strong chest, gently holding his heartbeat. his head fell softly against james’ back, looking down at the small houses and empty streets.

“you okay?” james asked as regulus remained silent.

“err yeah. i think so.”

james landed on the potter’s front lawn and regulus stepped off the broom uncertainly.

“come on” james said, extending his hand. “what’s the matter?”

“i’m nervous. what if they don’t like me? what if sirius is mad when he sees me? james, i don’t want to go back but i don’t think i can stay here.”

“hey.” james approached the younger boy, who moved quickly into his outstretched arms. “no one is going to be mad, okay?”

regulus nodded and followed james in through the front door. euphemia potter instantly arrived in the hallway.

“regulus dear, can i get you anything to eat?”

james’ firm hand on his waist guided regulus forward into the kitchen. he sat at the table quietly, his pale hands cupping the mug of tea tightly. regulus looked around as james disappeared upstairs momentarily.

james opened his bedroom door to return his broom, but closed it quickly when he saw sirius’ rising and falling chest on his mattress.

james returned downstairs to find his mother and regulus in deep conversation about himself. he cleared his throat slightly as he entered the room.

“speak of the devil” euphemia muttered to regulus, who merely grinned.

“i can hear you, you know” james told her as he refilled the kettle.

“ungalukku pasikudhaa?”

euphemia smiled at her son as he shook his head, before moving across the room to the doorway.

“i’m going to bed, but if you do want anything, there’s rice in the fridge.”

“okay - thank you.”

“see you both in the morning, then.”

“i told you no one would be mad” james said as he pulled the chair opposite regulus out to sit on.

as their ankles brushed regulus looked up, a soft smile at his lips. he let out a small yawn, his nose crinkling as he did so.

“we’re sleeping down here tonight” james said, indicating the sofa. “sirius has taken over my bed.”

“okay.”

regulus watched as james pulled out blankets and additional pillows for the two of them. he arranged himself comfortably between his boyfriend’s limbs, his curls tickling under james’ chin.

he felt a small kiss being planted on the top of his head and breathed out shakily. james’ hand fell through his hair, gently twisting the curls around his fingers.

“you’re okay” james told him. “just like i said you’d be.”

“thank you for being an idiot today” regulus mumbled sleepily.

“you’re welcome.”

translations

phone adikkudhu - the phone’s ringing

amma - mum

oru nimisham irunga - wait a moment

ungalukku pasikudhaa - are you hungry

[eeriedragone]

„L´altro giorno ho visto il titolare

Aveva gli occhi gonfi, la giacca da stirare

Mi ha visto, si è girato, stava male

Aveva gli occhi vuoti, la barba da rifare“

(„Non ho che te“ – Luciano Ligabue)

Tanslation below cut:

I saw the owner the other day

He had swollen eyes, a jacket that needed ironing

He saw me, turned around, was sick

He had empty eyes, a beard that needed redoing

(„I have only you“ – Luciano Ligabue)

[super-peace-fangirl]

Levi bad boy part 1 (tanslation by morganlreimer on twitter & images provided by @scarletskiesinthepaths )

Source: https://x.com/morganlreimer?t=Zhuiym9Y81lZ4J_GXpcucA&s=09

[capitan-copi]

You have time to ask for another character in any strange or stupid situation, I will try to finish my task and get busy quickly to make the drawings as soon as possible

[prettyplzwithacherryontop]

[yup-thats-me]

ᰔpairing ᰔsummary ᰔwarnings ᰔa/n

–breakfast smoothie • P. Seonghwa

ᰔpairing; bf!Seonghwa x gf!readerᰔsummary; Its Hwa's bday! and his sweet girl just wants to surprise him; her way is just a bit unsual ♡ᰔwarnings; none ᰔa/n; HAPPY HWA DAY!!🌟🐰🩷

"Baby," Y/n kissed Seonghwa's lips. "Wake up."

The man however, did not wake up. He was sleeping without a care in the world, floating in his dreamland. With a smile, Y/n said a quick apology.

"Sorry, baby."

And with a mischievous grin, she pressed the button on the blender; the blender on the bed; the bed her heartthrob of a national treasure was sleeping in.

The loud sounds of the machine jolted the man awake in a matter of seconds. With wide eyes, he sat up straight, calling out for his lover.

"Y/N! We need to get out! There's an att-"

He paused, his eyes locking with Y/n, who had her mouth covered with her hand, trying to suppress her laughter.

"Wha...?"

Before he could continue, Y/n lunged herself into his arms, hugging him close. "Happy birthday, baby!" She beamed, kissing him all over.

"Happiest birthday to my sweetest boy!" She giggled, loving the way the man's blank reaction.

It took Seonghwa a solid few minutes to register what was happening. When it did, he smiled back lazily, kissing her back. "Thanks, my love." He wanted nothing more than to hold her close against his chest and just lie there on the bed for as long as time permits. But the buzzing blender beside the couple, on the bed, hindered his plans.

"My love," He started, cupping Y/n's face gently. "I love you, but what is this?"

With a cheeky smile, she got off his lap and turned off the blender, pouring its contents into the bowl she had arranged. along with the other cut fruits and whipped cream. With a smile, she handed him the bowl.

"Its for you," She exclaimed, her eyes twinkling. "Ddeonghwa's birthday special!"

A fond smile made its way to Seonghwa's lips. "Why are you the way you are, my love?" He wondered, taking the bowl.

"But you love me. Right?"

"Of," Seonghwa pecked her cheek. "Course."

Y/n watched in anticipation as the man ate her creation. She had planned to surprise her lover for a long time now. After scouring the internet for ways to do so, she devised this one. This is both spontaneous and endearing, she hoped, at least

"How is it?"

Seonghwa did not answer. Instead, he put a spoonful of the dish, and then pressed his lips against hers, feeding her through the kiss. "Good, isn't it, love?" He smirked.

Y/n pouted. "I think it needs to be a bit sweeter?"

"Nope. Can't let anything else outrun my girl's sweetness."

"You're such a simp, Haw," She smiled, shaking her head.

"For my one and only, love."

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reqs are open!🦦𖹭

[qwaxi208]

Asked my followers on another platform and tanslated a template to share this here o3o

Slowly but surely working on some bigger-scale stuff rn, but I'm still glad I finished this in the meantime !

[janchei]

Idk if anyone already said it, but in the game files the house is called "Zeldas and Links house" and in the japanese version Zeldas diary explicitly says "Our (Links and Zeldas) house". Also, Zelda's secret diary has an extra passage about Link that was cut from the American and European version altogether.

It's amazing how weird people are being about the house in Hateno and being so adamant that Link doesn't live there.

Like...People can have whatever headcanons and interpretations they want...but it's not exactly rocket science as to Nintendo's intent, here.

There are a lot of nods to BOTW in TOTK but almost all of them are incredibly vague and subtle. The overarching plot is only kind of generally mentioned and interactions with NPCs who had sidequests in BOTW tend to be 'thanks for helping me last time' instead of saying what Link did.

This is clearly because Nintendo are trying to keep BOTW spoilers to an absolute minimum. So that if anyone wants to play it who hasn't (or if you've missed things and you plan to play it in more detail later) then the experience is affected as little as possible.

I think the only side quest I can think of that is kind of spoiled is Kohga mentioning Link throwing him down into the depths. And that was more because it was difficult to explain what he was doing down there otherwise.

So the reason why Link's ownership of the Hateno house isn't mentioned? Because it's a BOTW side quest. That's it.

They could have had Zelda living anywhere. Even in one of the new houses just on the other side of the bridge. She could have been living with Purah or something. They chose to have her living in the house Link brought. And not because Link's ownership has been erased. But because Link's ownership is bonus knowledge for those who played BOTW and it adds to the tease of the ambiguity of their relationship status.

[avoidantvoidd]

!!volume warning!!

behold, my mediocre editing skills 💞💞

GUYS THIS IS MALIK.

THIS IS MALIK AL-SAYF AS A BABY AND THE LADY IS HIS MOM THAT I MADE FOR HIM

we (probably) know nothing about his mother but here she's a Flower from Paradise! and so are the ladies who helped deliver Malik :3

i couldn't stop thinking about this meme......... so i made this

this is one of the things that 'I'm was on'.. took me longer than i'd like to admit

SHOUT OUT TO @sombertide-0 FOR THE ARABIC TANSLATION!!! because i don't trust google translate one bit lol

(explanation about this meme under the cut if you don't get it kjajshkjkjo)

DO YOU SEE MY VISION?? DO YOU UNDERSTAND MY THOUGHT PROCCESS sorry i just spent 4 days working on this and my eyes burn

OK SO

the original meme is called 'Queen never cry' and it's really popular! it's originally from tiktok but you can find the og video anywhere

anyways, i saw 'Queen' and immediately thought about Malik because his name means 'King' in arabic

Queen → King...... are you seeing the connection here...

also i like to think that Malik was alway prickly even as a baby and idk this meme just looked so fitting....