are you from india

anonymous asked:

Hi, just to clear it up really quick, Romani people are travelers and no one is sure where we came from originally, but from our language dialect they think that we are from India or maybe Pakistan :)

thank you for the information !!!!

How Dan and Phil probably broke up #35
  • Dan: *to Phil* I gave all your house plants away
Being in a Polyamorous relationship with the Hamilsquad...

(So sorry I got carried away!!)


  • Your boys would be the sweetest in the world
  • Lafayette giving you adorable little pet names in French
  • “Mon petit ange doux, you look divine in that dress.”
  • Always buying a turtle plush for John everytime you take a trip to the store with one of the boys.
  • Here’s how your multiple turtle purchases would go down…
  • Hercules stopped the grocery cart and reached out to catch your arm just as your hands wrapped around the small fluffy green animal with large sparkly blue eyes. He sighed as your large orbs met his, “Y/n, my sweet, I think John has got enough turtles by now don’t you-” The tall man was cut short as his other love stepped out from behind him, setting a box of uncooked noodles in the cart, then took the stuffed animal from your hands and set it in the overflowing cart.
    “Shush Hercules, let her get him the turtle. John loves them!” Alexander insisted. Hercules rolled his eyes and threw his hands up deciding the fight wasn’t worth. Y/n and Alex both erupted with happiness when seeing John’s reaction to the new additions to his collection that they gifted him with. Of course it warmed Hercules’ insides seeing his boyfriend so excited so he obliged and shook his head.
    “Fine, fine, but you two are going to explain this to Laf when he sees John’s getting yet another one.”
  • Hercules making you an endless supply of dresses
  • Cuddle sessions
  • You’d probably have a chores chart
  • John would be the biggest sweetheart out of the four
  • They’d be obsessed with making sure you’re always comfortable and know how much you’re loved
  • Random surprises at work
  • It would most likely be extremely awkward at the start, none of you sure what to do and how to go about a relationship involving five people but after a while things would smooth out
  • Movie nights galore!!
  • Giving the boys massages after long hard days
  • Alex ranting to you about his hatred for Jefferson
  • “He’s just a pathetic, spineless, pain in my ass! What the hell is his problem anyways, huh? I mean my god why doesn’t he just take the damn stick out of his mother fu-”
    “Alexander!”
  • Doodling with John in your free time
  • Braiding the boy’s hair
  • “My love, are those flowers that you’re-”
    “Shush. You like it Alex, stop pretending you don’t.”
  • Bringing Hercules lunch and modeling his work for him
  • Thousands of group selfies
  • You all would move into a spacious apartment in New York with a large master bedroom that you all shared
  • The boys being extremely overprotective of you and each other
  • “That guy won’t stop drooling over Y/n.”
    “Oh tell me about it, this girl over here won’t stop making googly eyes at Laf.”
  • They’d love to baby you despite your protests
  • After a long day at work Hercules would draw you a bath as Lafayette carried you in and helped wash you
  • Lafayette tying your hair up in a bun whenever the chance is presented
  • Shoulder kisses
  • The boys would love placing small pecks all over your face as a sign of greeting
  • You all had enough trust in each other so jealousy wasn’t a very common thing
  • But there’d be a time when out with the boys you would run into Thomas Jefferson and Alex would go into full jealousy mode
  • He’d insist Jefferson was flirting with you and would have his hand wrapped securely around your waist with John holding your hand and Hercules glaring daggers at the man as he chatted away with Laf
  • But even Laf would get uncomfortable with the way his dear friend was staring you up and down
  • “Ah and this must be the lovely Y/n. I’ve heard so much about you. My, my you are more beautiful than the bright stars in the Virginia sky, my darlin’. Hope these men are treating you right, Hamilton especially. If you want to see what it’s like to be with a real man, one who can give you the attention you deserve-”
  • This would be Alex’s snapping point
  • Laf and Herc would have to hold him back from tearing apart the smug Jefferson as John would hold you close, blocking you from the sight
  • The rest of the night was spent snuggling together in bed under a mountain of blankets spent reassuring the boys just how much you love them
  • Morning showers together
  • The boys would try to do your makeup one night and surprisingly impress you with their skills
  • After noticing Lafayette’s constant distress and homesickness after a week or so Hercules, John, Alex, and yourself would get off early from work for the night and get to work make Lafayette a feast of authentic French themed foods
  • Laf being extremely overwhelmed at the action and going into an appreciative French spree of words- or rather so gibberish to three of you.
  • “Mes amours vous fondent mon coeur avec vos douces actions. Comment ai-je réussi à avoir la chance d'avoir quatre beaux anges qui m'aiment autant que je les fais? Je ne méritais pas de toi, mes amours.”
  • Hercules, John, and you turning to Alexander for translation
  • “He uh, he said he appreciates the action a lot and loves all of us more than anything.”
  • He’d then pull all of you in for a large group hug, which would happen often
  • Grocery shopping would take like five times longer for the fact that you live in a house with four other guys
  • John and Hercules always tagging along when you run errands
  • Alex writing heartwarming poems about you nonstop. He likes to sneak them into your work folders or your purse for moments when you need to hear it the most.
  • Hercules making all five of you matching Christmas sweaters in which you pose in for your family Christmas cards that make it out to all of your friends and family.
  • Girl gossip with the Schuyler sisters
  • I feel like Hercules would have a good list of jokes he’d say and mostly at inappropriate times
  • Like when it was Alex’s night to make dinner and he accidently overcooked the pork chops, Hercules would come into the kitchen taking in the dry black meat then look at Alex with a dead serious expression
  • “Hey babe, what do you call a pig that knows karate?”
    “Herc now is not the time-”
    “A pork chop.”
  • John always making silly faces at you from across the room when you’re stressed out
  • Laf being obsessed with taking candid photos of the boys and you,making a whole album full of them
  • “Laf why are you taking pictures of us? We’re just making lunch.” You mumbled half mindedly. The water on the stove was boiling heavily and John wrapped his arms around you from behind setting a handful of asparagus in the pot. He chuckled and placed a chaste kiss to the side of your cheek. Yet again another distinct shutter filled the air as Lafayette smiled to himself.
    “I bet it’s because we look absolutely adorable.” John whispered into your ear. You laughed as the vibration tickled your skin. Laf nodded and pointed towards the two of you,
    “Right you are, John.”
  • Making breakfast with Laf to bring to a sleeping Alex who passed out at his desk on top of piles of papers.
  • Having Christmas movie marathons laying in Hercules’ arms while Laf holds Alex and John cuddles up to your side
  • Becoming amazingly close friends with the Schuyler sister who love to hear about your relationship with the boys
  • But let’s be real, the sex would be outstanding
  • Like John would be sweet, gentle, and hesitant but in all the right ways
  • Alex would love to go down on you and the rest of the boys gaining pleasure out of satisfying his partners. He’s also pretty cocky, no pun intended, in bed but in all the right ways.
  • Lafayette exceeded in the department of dirty talk, whispering dirty French words in the shell of your ear and loud for the rest to hear which would turn Alex on above anything else seeing as he was the only who understood the words
  • Hercules was obsessed with undressing you and the boys loving to unravel you all before himself. He’s to most skilled out of all of you and it definitely comes in handy while in bed.
  • But afterwards they would always make sure you felt okay and cleaned you up
  • Fights would be to an extreme limit but when they did occur everyone acted fast
  • Alex was usually involved in the arguments while John would stand to the side, holding you close if you were near shielding you from the disaster.
  • Lafayette could be explosive if involved so Hercules acted as the peacemaker
  • In most cases all boys wanted the mess to end the second it would start but being hot tempered, sometimes it didn’t matter if the issue was large enough
  • Alex would apologized no longer than five minutes after the start almost in tears feeling horrible for his actions
  • He would rush over to John and you pulling both of you in close as the other two would join in
  • You would all then spend the night over a tub of ice cream peacefully sorting out the issue at hand.
  • So many kisses
  • Exploring the city together
  • Out of all the boys, Alex is the most difficult to convince of things
  • It’s a chore alone just to get that boy to bed
  • And when clothes shopping, you always make sure to go with Laf or John
  • Alex is the smartest with the shopping and usually knows what you actually need and don’t need
  • Hercules insists he can make you whatever article of clothing you want
  • But John simply cannot resist saying no to you and Laf just wants to see you smile so he had no problem throwing whatever amount of money down to cover the cost. (In no means is this used in the gold digger content.)
  • It makes John and Laf so happy when they say yes to you and you erupt in a fit of happy giggles and ‘thanks yous’
  • Every once in awhile all of you would take a trip. It always varied depending on whose choice it was. Lafayette loved taking you all to his home in France, Alex was a fan of adventurous tropical vacations (sometimes cruises but it took a lot of convincing) and heading to Spain for a change of culture, John liked camping trips or mountain explorations, Hercules was a fan of road trips and calm vacations on the shores of beaches in Hawaii, and you managed to talk to boys into backpacking in Europe which although stressful during the process, was a successful vacation and you enjoyed weekends up north far from the social world.
  • Lafayette would come home from work and surprise you with various coloring books or Paris, India, New York, etc. from the local Barnes and Noble. This being said you would steal many or John’s coloring utensils to fill in the books.
  • The boys all had different drunk types
  • Alex was whiny. SOOOOO freaking whiny when drunk.
  • “Y/n… can you please cuddle me?”
    “Jack gimme kisses.”
    “Hercules can you make me pizza?”
    “Laf, babe, are you ignoring me? No baby, lay with me!”
    “Alex sweetheart, I’m doing laundry what do you want?”
  • John was the cuddly drunk who always wanted kisses and hugs. He’d latched himself onto whichever partner was closest and would die before letting go. If someone would say no to John- they’d pay the price. In an instant he’d erupt in a fury of tears and totally let go of himself. Herc, being the usual sober one, was there right away comforting the sensitive boy.
  • Laf was a happy drunk. There was always a award winning smile on his face when a drink was in his hand. He’d tell jokes in different accent and whisper incoherent French words in your ear. He liked to get touch with all his partners and always had a hand on at least one of you while intoxicated. Lafayette was known to laugh at least once every two minutes, sometimes at nothing at all while drunk. He found the world to be one huge joke and had the time of his life.
  • Hercules let loose entirely. He was more of a partier when drunk and liked to brag, a lot. It wasn’t always about entirely PG-13 things either if you know what I mean. He also enjoyed showing Laf, Alex, John, and yourself off as well. Not in a disrespectful manner, just talked about how much he loved all of you. His lips were constantly pressed against your temple as well as the other boys. He’d holler and shout at a ball game on the screen that while sober he wouldn’t even give a second glance to.
  • Speaking of sports, almost everyone in the house was into something different but when March came around, the house was madness… pun intended.
  • The boys as well as yourself would all make brackets. Money was involved, no doubt. Smack talk was also a component even though none of you cared for the sport too much until March.
  • Alex would watch every game leading up to the event feverishly mapping out his plan. In the end, he would take into account more of the end scores than the effort and passion of each team. His end game was between Gonzaga and North Carolina.
  • John would argue against Alex and root for all the underdogs. Things wouldn’t turn out well for him but he had fun! John liked cheering for all teams and tened to root for the team with the most passion and enthusiasm. He was one for effort and hustle so when all his first round picks lost, he didn’t mind.
  • There was no doubt about it, Lafayette cheered for the team ahead. He was a typical bandwagon and switch sides faster than any traitor in history. Laf claimed he didn’t do so but it was clear. Sometimes he would cheer for the team with the name he recognized but he did enjoy watching basketball and seeing the games. Not knowing whether to pick North or South Carolina, Lafayette cheated the system deciding to write ‘Carolina’ as the end winner, claiming he did it on accident but everyone knew what he was up to.
  • Hercules cheered for the team with the best colors. He wasn’t as into basketball as most and prefered to watch his loves get excited themselves. Although he did pick Gonzaga, due to Alex spending an entire week talking him into it. Hercules didn’t mind though, he had no idea what was going on anyways. At the start he had put in the Lakers and Bulls, not realizing the huge difference between college and professional.
  • You on the other hand had watched the teams throughout their whole season which also meant you understood every game was different so you took an approach similar to John. In the end, Alex was the closest to perfection and made sure to let you all know it. But he choose to spend the money won on a night out on the town filed with kisses, champagne, expensive food, and loving memories.
  • You and Alex would be overly involved in reality TV
  • Like don’t even get him started on all those Real Housewives shows. Alex lives for the, most likely scripted, drama. You both try to get the other boys in on it although the only one who bites the bait is Hercules. Her claims he ‘hates’ the shows but you had caught him one Sunday night after everyone had long passed taken on sleep. You had felt his side of the bed shift and soon enough he was creeping out of the room. You followed him in curiosity and the sight you found was no one to disappoint.
  • Hercules has an episode of Keeping Up With The Kardashians playing at the lowest volume and he was fully consumed.
  • You tiptoed silently down the wooden staircase holding a hand over your mouth to keep your breathing shallow. The light from the TV screen flashed in the dim lit room. You peeked out around the corner of the wall taking in the sight before you. Hopping out from behind the wall you shot your hand out at your boyfriend and hollered in delight,  
    “Ha! I knew it, you do love it!” Hercules jumped a mile high, his bowl of popcorn spilling out as he did so. His eyes flickered from the screen, to you, to the screen, then back to you again. Shooting his hands up surrender, Herc quickly snatched the remote from the cushion turning the show off instantly. “Sweetheart, it’s not what it looks like. I just- I wanted to see… fine you caught me. Don’t you dare tell Alex.”
    “Nope, too late.” A new voice appeared from the bottom of the stairs where a smug looking Alex stood. His hands were folded across his chest with his weight staggered to one hip. The cocky demeanor was shinning as bright as a new lightbulb. The introduction of another voice, or two, followed shortly after.
    “Damn Hercules, they got you too.” John commented sleepily. His messy locks curled around his face perfectly as his eyes batted heavily. You and Alex chuckled joining Hercules on the couch. Both of you were waiting for Monday to watch it together but what better time than the present.
    Alex snuggled into Hercule’s side humming at the man’s hand falling around his frame. You reached forward locking your hand with Alexander’s and rested your head on his shoulder. Laf smiled at the view and walked around the opposite end taking a seat on the floor. He turned around and faced Hercules with a side smirk,
    “C’mon babe I thought you were strong!”
    “Sorry you two! It’s just so terrible it’s addicting. Sit and watch it, just one and you’ll see what I mean.”
  • But above everything you all loved each other more than anything and did everything in your power to protect each other and make one another feel loved and cared for.

Hope you liked it! 

- Daizy xx

Omnia Ab Uno

So, I love the idea of humans being super tough and weird, but I would like to include something to this: before the end of the Paleolithic period, even pessimistic scientific estimates place humans on every continent in the world, save Antarctica (and, let’s face it, we got there as soon as we could survive there). Humans become famous not because they’re durable, or adept at domestication, or even peculiar in social aspects (I mean, they are, but that’s not the focus). Humans go everywhere as soon as they can, and that’s one of their greatest strengths

When Peacemaker had been sent to the Solan Diplomatic Trade Meeting, They had thought it unnecessary. They were a Hive of Tsav, bread for conversing with others by the Rulerhive themselves. A species of single-minded organisms such as Solans should be easy to understand. Then they met their first diplomat. And their second. And their third. As it had never happened in the histories of all of Tsav, they had not considered the possibility that Solans would have not just one “nation” but a total of twelve. It almost desynced their entire hive, and after that they had to check the chemosonic translator at least twice, but their liaison, a smaller Solan named Aliya of the “Mars” nation had confirmed such insanity.

“Oh, yeah! There used to be hundreds even.” the Solan had, almost jovially, informed them. “We expanded really fast in our early history. Caused a lot of problems in the short run, but [unknown translation: different language] and all that.”

Peacemaker shivered, shocked. This was the most advanced translator for both their species! It should translate any of the major Sol languages (they realized the importance of that pluralization now). They floated their confusion to the Riley, who apologized and quickly typed out the phrase on a tablet to show them (they thanked their foresight in learning at least the written language of “Westcommon”) while explaining.

“It’s a phrase in a language nobody can really speak anymore from one of our greater pre-steel empires. It has a sort of double meaning, actually, but the primary use is ‘All from One.’ It’s meant to be a unifier, saying no matter how different we seem, we are really similar. We’re all Solans, humans, and call this system our origin, if not our home.”

“Was this a problem?” Their eyedrones drifted to the smaller human, who fiddled with the geometric pendant around their neck.

“It… had been. For the longest time. Wars were fought, people hated, forced out, slaughtered even, but we’ve jumped stars to get where we are, and we make sure we never go back. Hence the saying.” Aliya (Peacemaker quickly recalled they were told to identify her as “she”) blinked to pull up her Eyescreen, then tensed. “We are going to have to hurry to meet the ambassador from India. How fast can you travel roughly… a kilometer? 1.27 macrospans?”

They considered the calculations, then drifted their answer. “3.41 atomicycles. 2.56 minutes, we believe? I am not sure if your species can keep up to that?”

Aliya fang-flashed him (the Solan “smile,” strangely enough meant to ease concern. Even Tsav Hives found it intimidating, however). “I was the best full-organic 5k sprinter before I was issued my upgrades. I can do it in two minutes even.” and with that, she ran off, keeping her watch on Peacekeeper as they flew after her. They considered the writing of the phrase, and brought it up on their info-packet implants from the Rulerhive. the phrase, Omnia Ab Uno, was from a “nation” that had conquered almost a quarter of their landmasses and had bloody betrayals with almost every new ruler, to say nothing of the phrase itself. It had in fact come to mean “All from One,” but, during the Unspoken Wars, it had started as a rally cry among their warriors. “To The End! To The End!” Ever present was that note of violence, even in their words of peace. Peacemaker shivered at the thought, and severely hoped they would live up to their name in these meetings.

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Gideon

it’s insane that there are people who don’t think Gideon is the embodiment of white. He believes 100% in that which is greater than him- his irregulars, the gatewatch, the boros army, the allies on zendikar, the gods- and fully believes that without the unity and structure of the whole there is no path forward. Gids has been adrift since losing his faith in Theros and getting his spark, and everything he’s done in the story since then has been towards the end of finding and rebuilding that belief in the greater. He’s maybe the perfect essence of White.

And really, i’m tired of listening to folks disparage the idea of being lawful good paladin protector or whatever. it’s tough to give of yourself so much, to put yourself out for little to no reward, simply for the satisfaction of knowing you helped someone else. Gids resonates with me because of his legit selflessness and desire to be the best support structure there is. He’s extroverted, vulnerable (emotionally, not physically), and willing to go to any length in order to make sure the group is happy.

This leads into yesterday’s magic story and a little personal context.

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I comforted and consoled myself with your lies when my truths weren’t convincing enough to make you stay
—  Madhulika Agarwal
Worth the Risk {Part 08}

Bucky x Reader
Summary: Bucky knew that all Steve wanted was for him to get along with her, but was it really worth the risk?

Part 01 / Part 02 / Part 03 / Part 04 / Part 05 / Part 06 / Part 07Part 09 / Part 10 / Part 11 / Part 12 / Part 13 / Part 14 

Word Count: 1431
Warnings: swearing, mild violence, angst (?), probably gonna be sad

A/N: This isn’t my best chapter… but lots of things are about to change in this story!!! Prepare yourselves ;)

Originally posted by finndamereyn

“I can’t believe you did all of this!” Steve gasped, looking around the room in shock.

Pam nodded along numbly and you shrugged, both of them catching the glint of hope and pride in your eyes.

Bucky’s birthday was in only a few days and you had taken it upon yourself to put together a party for him. Reserving one of the many open spaces in the tower, you’d spent your month’s earnings and the entire week buying and putting up the decorations, hiring a DJ and getting drinks and snacks for the guests.

Of course Tony could have easily paid for a much more extravagant celebration, but things were still kind of tense between the two of them and you wanted to do something for Bucky yourself. Maybe if he could just see that you’d forgiven him and it was all in the past, the two of you could become close once again.

“Is there anything left to do? Can I help in any way?” Steve asked, still looking around the room in awe.

You nodded, relieved that he’d offered. “Could you cover the food? I was planning on ordering from that Italian restaurant he really likes…”

“I can!” Pam suddenly perked up. “I’ll cover that, don’t worry about it.”

You smiled and thanked her. Honestly, if she or Steve hadn’t volunteered, you would have had to ask Tony to chip in.


“Everything set?” Pam asked, entering the hall as you finished putting up the final touches.

The party was in two days and as everything finally began to come together, you couldn’t be more excited.

“I think so!” you beamed, carefully climbing down from the ladder. “I can’t wait to see his face… Could you go let the others know what’s going on? I want everyone except Bucky ready for this Friday.”

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QUESTIONS
  • England: Question one. Can you get to india from North America?
  • Spain: No, but at least there's beavers.
  • England: Question two. Steal the spice trade.
  • Netherlands: that's not a question, but the Dutch did it anyway.
An Arranged Marriage (Newt x Reader)

**Gif not mine**

I know I said 11:00AM but I had to post it

Request:  Hi can you make newt × reader where they are in arranged marriageand she hates him but he adores her and after year of hating him she finds out that she actually loves him?(sorry if this is confusing😁)  - Anon

EXTREMELY IMPORTANT: So this amazing imagine was written by my good friend Bevin @imherefromninospizza!  But it was edited by me.  She’s bluebird0904 on Wattpad, and her book “Misfits” is  A M A Z I N G!  It has over 345K reads so maybe go check her out!  

Also, if this isn’t an accurate wedding we apologize xD


You nervously fiddled with your diamond earring, watching silently as maids rushed around, hurrying to make you look flawless for your wedding.  A white dress hung around you, a pretty thing with white lace and silk imported from India.  Your hair tumbled around your ears in tight curls, and white gloves hid your long, willowy fingers.  A light blush tinted your cheeks, and your lips were stained a dark red.  This would have been a wonderful day for anyone else, but you weren’t anyone else.  While wedding days usually stuck in your brain as a good and happy thing, you knew it was going to be a bad memory.

Then again, arranged marriages weren’t a happy thought.

Your parents had run out of options for you.  Every man that was eligible to become your husband had left after the first meeting, not being able to handle your disdain towards them.  Newt Scamander was the only one that lasted to the wedding day.  He adored you, but you just wanted him to leave you alone.

“Are you ready dear?” your mother asked, walking into the room and wiping away a tear.

You just glared at her as you picked up the hem of your dress, pushing past her as you stalked out of the room.

Her scurrying footsteps followed you in your wake as you march into the cathedral.  Your father was there waiting for you, his arm out for you to take.  You weren’t exactly happy for the moment, you know, with the whole arranged marriage papers your parents signed.  You sarcastically smiled at your father, who was nearly in tears as well, and linked your arm in his.  The doors to the cathedral flung open.  Your feet dragged down the aisle as the music played, and you had to force the bile crawling up your throat back down.  This was against everything you believed in.

When you reached Newt, he held out his hand for you to take.  You scowled at it, but you could practically feel your parents burning holes into the back of your skull, so you took it, and your father took his seat in the front row next to your mother.

Newt’s smile somehow brightened, and you wanted to slap his puppy-dog face.

The priest started his speech, saying you were connected and yada yada yada.  Newt’s hands were sweaty and warm in yours, but when you tried to wiggle your gloved ones away, he only held on tighter.  You let out a sigh of defeat as the priest turned to you to say your vows.  The recited words flew out of your mouth monotonically.  There was a hurt look on his face when you ended, but he said his vows with all the sappy romance that a person in love would have.

You wanted to rip out his chestnut curls.

“Do you, Y/N, take Newton Scamander to be your lawfully wedded husband?” the priest said.

You hesitated, but finally spat out an “I do.”

The priest nodded, satisfied, before turning to Newt.  “And do you, Newton Scamander, take Y/N to be your lawfully wedded wife?”

“I do,” Newt said automatically, a huge grin on his face.

“Then you may now kiss the bride,” the priest said happily.

Disgust rolled in your stomach as you turned to face Newt.  His eyes were gleaming.  “Are you ready?”

“I’ll never be,” you sighed as you closed the space between the two of you.

Cheers erupted in the crowd.  You pulled away from him.  There was a genuine smile on his face, but it quickly fell away when you spoke.

“Don’t expect me to be anything other than hostile to you,” you murmured in his ear before the reception began, leaving him with a sad look on his face.

This was never going to work out.

**One Year Later**

Sunlight dripped through your curtains, waking you up from your deep sleep.  Your arm was stretched out across the bed, which was still slightly warm.  You and Newt had been sleeping together ever since your mother found out that you were sleeping in different rooms.  (However, you did put a pillow between the two of you).  You first detested it, but now it felt almost… nice.  Although you were never willing to admit it.

Your bones popped as you got out of the bed and stretched.  You were about to open the door when the knob turned, opening to show a confused Newt.

“Oh… I thought you were still asleep,” he muttered, blushing.

“I’m obviously not,” you replied, walking past him to go to the kitchen.

You heard him sigh behind you, and suddenly he had gripped onto your arm, a dejected look in his eyes.  “Why are you so mean to me?” he whispered.  “I just want you to be happy, and if you hate me that much… then I’ll leave.”  Newt let go of your arm, and started to walk away, his shoulders slumped.

You realized you had made a big mistake.  “Wait!” you called out, Newt turning around.  

You realized it wasn’t the fact that you hated Newt, it was the fact you were mad for being forced into a marriage.  But you did love Newt, it just took you a bit to realize it.  You took out your anger for being forced to marry on him, which you know wasn’t right.  You would have liked it much better though if you had the option to marry the person you wanted by your side forever rather than being forced to marry a random person.

But now you realized Newt was that person you wanted by your side.  Forever.

“Newt… oh Newt, I’m so, so sorry  for the way I’ve treated you,” you said, holding both his hands in yours and looking right into his tear-filled sea green eyes.  “I took out my anger for being forced to marry on you, which I never ever should have done.  I know now that you’re the person I want by my side forever.  An intelligent, sweet, charming, and handsome man.  I know I’ve treated you like dirt from the beginning… but now I want a fresh start.  If you want to leave… I understand… but please… maybe give me another chance…?”

A bright smile shined on his face, and he tucked a strand of loose hair behind your ear.  “Of course I do, love.  It wasn’t your decision whether you married me or not.”

You leaned in and kissed him.  It was the kiss you had always wanted with Newt, a passionate, romantic, and sweet kiss.  When you pulled away you rested your forehead on Newt’s.

“I’m so sorry for everything I’ve done to you… the truth is… I-I love you, Newton Artemis Fido Scamander.”

He smiled.  “I love you too.”


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“Dalit women have made immense contribution towards shaping the Indian society, but their efforts have long been ignored. April is Dalit History Month, here are five Dalit women your history books won’t tell you about.”

From Feminism In India

#DalitHistoryMonth

anonymous asked:

Do you have any characters from India or of Indian decent?

I’m sad to say I don’t have many :( I’m working on having more, but until then just to get a bigger net, I’ll list all my OCs of South Asian decent:

  • Azadi (Solaris), Sri Lankan. A freedom fighter with an odd sense of humor. They and their daughter, Yrai, are both Sri Lankan and Sikh. Bisexual and trying to move on from their previous marriage
  • Shani (Solaris), Indian. A deadly assassin with a repressed temper. Quite jittery. Vaguely Buddhist, but their pessimism leaves them disbelieving of true good in the world
  • Lamees (Book Keppers), Pakistani. A non-binary magical girl who is devoutly Muslim. Loves asking questions and making people confused. A big fan of Mystery books and movies
  • Edyth (SalaDays), Bengali. A teenage weretiger who aims to be a hairstylist someday. Muslim by heritage but really couldn’t care less about keeping up with prayer. Despite her “cool girl” image, she’s kind of a gossip
  • Amit (standalone), Indian. A Sikh superhero with unfortunately dangerous powers. He’s actually quite gentle despite the sinister appearance of his ability. Always sick with something
  • Tethys (Pokemon gijinka), Indian. (I normally don’t include gijinkas but I really loved my last batch and they’ll probably stay for a while). But Tethys is a trouble-making Super Sentai who loves her motorcycle!

HI

Comment ça va? It’s been a while I am on tumblr but I only became active as of late. It distracted me a lot with all the fandoms back in 12th grade and I wish I discovered the studyblr community sooner instead. I loved the idea, surprising because I am pretty much a disorganized person in the present case scenario and worse, I even took some pride in the fact that I could get all my work done last minute, (even though proven wrong and wrong again). I need a group of people who prize studying not only for the grades but because studying is freaking cool. And I hope I’ve come to the right place; cause oh boy, I am lost. If anybody can make work look like art, it’s you guys. *finger guns*

ABOUT ME:

- Name: Sreeja 

- Age: 17

- Hailing from: India

- First year at college 2016-17

- Subjects: Botany, Chemistry, Microbiology

- Zodiac: Can’t identify with Virgo tbh

- Icon: Anne Frank

- Personality type: INTP (I’ve heard this changes?)

FUN FACTS: 

- HP house: I’m not in the least bit Slytherin, but love to call myself a Slytherclaw

- I order Chinese food everywhere I go

- Recent interests: Politics

- Long term interests: English literature, Biosciences, 

- I love art 

Languages I am fluent in, decreasing order: English, Bengali, Hindi, French ( can barely speak or understand in auditory form- lack of practice)

- Game of Thrones is incredible

- I am 55% Ross, 18% Phoebe and 10% Chandler I swear

- I like writing book reviews, will probably make a separate page for it on my blog. Feel free to drop in recommendations, I am into almost every genre

Some of my favourite studyblrs are: 

@tbhstudying @stuhde @studydiaryofamedstudent @elkstudies 

@emmastudies @studynostalgic  @miennstudies @studyign @acadmia 

@studypetals @studylustre @getshitdonetbh @dungeonstudy 

@intellectus @ravnclaw @studeying @studyallure @studyrose 

@sherlockianstudies @stillstudies @artstdy @avocadontstudy 

@mednotes @bookmrk @estudier @smhstudying @studyingboba

@academyc @milkstudy  @axthmatic @aescademic @bluelahe @yangstudies@oui-etudier @ohshestudies @studyafternoon @miepeachy 

@etudiance @tesla-study @unicaffe  @study-harder @studywithyuki @ohlookimstudying @rainstudies @mysterygangstudy 


I have never been so excited to work, albeit I haven’t even started yet. Also @studiousities thanks for making me feel at home and imparting some desi vibe.

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Whether you are from Britain, India or otherwise, your life matters equally. Here’s a 6 minute rant: https://youtu.be/f-tI58kwiGQ

military mondays: Why did Alexander the great never lose a battle? 

as suggested by: @knightopolis

Alexander the III of Macedon, Hegemon of the Hellenic league, Pharaoh of Egypt, Lord of Asia, Khaleesi of the great grass sea, mother of dragons, breaker of chains, considered among the greatest commanders of all time, tutored by aristotle, given command of an army at 16, proclaimed king by 20, conquered the Perisan empire by the age of 26, and dead by 32. In terms of personality alexander was calculating, clever and charismatic, however he was prone to violent bursts of anger, impulsiveness and arrogance. Despite this Alexander never lost a battle. But how did he do this?

Citizens army - Alexander became king after his father was assisinated in 336 BC, he inherited a large army. This army was a professional army made up of macedonian citizens. This army was paid a good wage and was able to be drilled everyday. This was not a mob of peasants and conscripts, this was their job. Each company of troops came from the same area of macedon, ensuring close bonds of friendship and shared culture which lead to greater cohesion on the battlefield. 

Combined arms - Alexander made sure every possible man was part of the action. He used variety, his army could be made up of Phalanxes, archers, javelin throwers, siege towers and companion cavalry. Each unit would be assigned a job that played to their strengths and complimented the other units weaknesses. 

The Phalanx - The phalanx was often the most used unit in alexanders army. 256 men arranged 16 across and 16 deep. Each armed with a small shield and a Sarissa, this 18ft macedonian pike gave the phalanx greater reach than the spearman. This formation was a bristling hedgehog of spearpoints. Although inflexible. The phalanx was Skilled at both defense and offense. The phalanx dominated the ancient battfields of persia and asia minor. 

Hammer and the anvil - Alexanders preffered tactic and highly effective, the phalanx would pin the enemy in place either by a frontal assualt or a defense. Remember horses would not charge a row of spears. While the enemies main force was engaged. Alexander would send his companion cavalry on the flanks. This cavalry was heavily armoured and the finest in the ancient world, this is called “Shock cavalry” their frightening charge and long lances would force the enemy to retreat inward. The enemy now completley surrounded would be sandwhiched between the infrantry and the cavalry. 

Flexibility - Alexander was a clever man. Tutored by aristotle himself. This is shown most prominently at he battle of Gaugamela. Alexander faced a persian force commanded by darius III, estimates vary but the persian army was around 250,000 strong compared to the macedonian force of 40,000 men Alexander took his cavalry and rode parralel to the persian heavy cavarly. He had hidden spear throwers and skirmishers called peltasts behind the cavalry, they ran beside him, keeping up with the pace of the horses. Alexander was taunting darius and he took the bait. The persian heavy cavalry gave chase and left a hole in the battle lines, alexander did a 160 turn and poured his cavalry into the gap, his skirmishers let loose at the persuing persians, which unbalanced the perisan cavalry preventing them from turning and chasing alexnader. Alexander then cut a bloody path to darius, who fled into the mountains. The battle was won. 

Leading by example - Alexander realised morale was key. He led his personal unit of companion cavalry, 300 strong into battle. Fighting alongside the men in his army, giving them hope and courage. He suffered wounds himself in battle, and bled beside his veterans. At Gaugamela, alexander cut off his pursuit of darius and turned to rescue his friend and general Parmenion. Showing his troops he really did care about their wellbeing. 

Campaigning through egypt, babylon, and asia minor. At its height his empire stretched from greece to northwest India. 

If you have any ideas for what I should post for next military monday, it can be anything, a battle, a leader, an idea, a concept or tactic, a military unit or formation. Do not hesitate to send in your suggestions, either by message or comment.

“There is nothing impossible to him who will try” - Alexander the great 

I learned to fly against my will, 
When I was three years old, 
And my uncle held me out above a river, 
While I screamed, 
-
He thought we were playing around,
But he ignored my terror, 
And my tears, 
It took my mum to stop him, 

The day I learned to fly.

I learned to run against my will, 
When I was eleven years old, 
And the first boy I kissed moved away,
Without telling me, 
-
I guess he thought I was nothing, 
But he was my best friend, 
And first crush, 
So I ran from my own feelings, 
-
The day I learned to run.

I learned to push against my will, 
When I was fourteen years old, 
And my date tried to see more of my, 
Than I was willing, 

He thought my mind could be changed, 
Though I’d already told him no, 
A thousand times, 
And it was me who had to apologise, 

The day I learned to push. 

I learned to hide against my will, 
When I was sixteen years old, 
And an ex promised to ruin my life, 
As I ruined his, 
-
My side of the story never mattered, 
But he ignored that my crime was to move on, 
After he dated me, dumped me, 
Harassed me, 
-
The day I learned to hide.

Fuck you, 
For teaching me my voice was worthless,

But thank-you sincerely,
For how to
                 hide,
                        push,
                                 run…
                                          … fly.
-
Because now I will use your flying lessons,
To fly away from men like you.
— 

Flying Lessons by India Hendrie 

I want to thank @deepwaterwritingprompts for this one as its based on their prompt “I learned to fly against my will.” This is one of the longest poems I’ve shared on here and it really took it out of me to write. I’m glad I did though. Feel free to ask my any questions you want about it!

The age of Socratic man is past: crown yourselves with ivy, grasp the thyrsus and do not be amazed if tigers and panthers lie down fawning at your feet. Now dare to be tragic men, for you will be redeemed. You shall join the Dionysiac procession from India to Greece! Gird yourselves for a hard battle, but have faith in the miracles of your god!
—  Friedrich Nietzsche

☾ under the cut, you will find approximately #213 gifs of India Eisley from her role of Audrina in My Sweet Audrina, all in which were made by me. please do not repost, edit, cut, make gif icons out of these, add them to gif hunts, or claim as your own. please do use them as reaction gifs in roleplaying, as that is their purpose!

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