#foreign language comics

[tea-n-film]

Take a minute to laugh… (at some comics from a Croatian/Bosnian/Serbian class)

#hrvatski #srpski #bosanski #comics #foreign language comics #foreign languages #laugh

[critterbitter]

Language divides and building bridges.

Elesa’s feeling homesick. Emmet, bless his heart, tries to help by infodumping while Ingo frantically runs off to find water (crying is a very dehydrating experience).

((Would you look at that! The kids are picking up kantonese and galarian from each other!))

BONUS:

Heh. Callback.

Want to see more? Here’s the masterpost for submas!

#not Emmet trying to say Electric in kantonian and failing miserably #meanwhile Ingo gets it within the first five seconds (what a MOOD) #wow ingo ur so good at languages! hope this doesnt come into play later when you get sent to a foreign island chain far in the past! #(sweats) #anyways LOOK THE PATRATS AND PACHIRISU ARE FINALLY BECOMING FRIEND FRIENDS #I CAN DRAW SHENANIGANS AGAIN WHEEEEEE #BUT also... callback to the library comic where Emmet and Elesa talk about Leaning on Friends for Help... hehehehhough #elesa did in fact get that from somewhere yes #it's this. she got it from this interaction. from two people who decided to care about her for some reason #and so she decides to care back #(little rat dog barking noise) anyways back to tagging! #pokemon #art #sketchbook #submas #myart #fanart #pokemon ingo #subway boss ingo #submas comic #elesa #pokemon leader elesa #kid submas #nimbasa trio #blitzle #tynamo #ingo #emmet #subway master kudari #subway master nobori

[evilhorse]

Look, I appreciate the vote of confidence, but now isn’t the time to make him angry.

#Excalibur #nightcrawler #kurt wagner #vote of confidence #island #krakoa #foreign language #what’d she say? #mutants #dat rack #scott lobdell #Dave ross #marvel comics #comics #90s comics

[swedebeast]

Behold. The single most pointless, and most useless thing you can put into comics, respectively.

#comics #war of the worlds #language #foreign languages #writing

[chaos-in-bright-pink-hair-dye]

Hii I am currently looking for some new comics to read so I was hoping Tumblr could perhaps have some recommendations?

I am very open to different genres etc, pretty art is definitely a big bonus :D

(For reference besides Ttlotfk and Tua I have read and quite enjoyed Blacksad, all the Witcher comics, Cyberpunk 2077 Comics, Doom Patrol, modern Venom comics, also quite a bit of shounen manga and I am currently reading Paper Girls so yeah a lot of different stuff lol)

Also since many comic books are hard to get in Czech Republic I would definitely prefer ones that are not divided into issues (or that are but a collected version has been released) and that do not have too many parts, sorryyy

And thank you greatly for any recommendations, I really appreciate it

#i presume the rest of Blacksad they all fall down won't be released any time soon #and since I have a guft card to our local bookstore it's time to broaden my horizons XD #(well I did want JoJo manga in German but somehow it is near impossible to vuy books in german in a country that shares half of its borders #with german speaking countries and where german is the second most taught foreign language lol) #but yeah any recommendations will be highly appreciated :D #comics #comic books #danger days #ttlotfk #<sorry ik it is unrelated but it feels like you guys definitely will have some cool recs

[studying-solo]

Locative 去，在，到

明天下午三點你要去我的家游泳嗎？ 可以啊。 ～ 明天 ～ 我在搭火車。我會遲到十分鐘。 我到你家了。

#chinese #chinese learning #chineseblr #mandarinblr #learn chinese #langblr #language learning #languageblr #foreign languages #learning languages #polyglot #vocabulary #chinese vocab #my comic #comics #short comic #comic strip #中文 #漢語

[iuliaolmeda]

En 2020 publiqué un videoensayo en mi canal de YouTube sobre la novela de Eduardo Mendoza "La ciudad de los prodigios". En el vídeo relacionaba alta cultura con baja cultura y relacionaba la novela con mis experiencias vitales: ¿qué tiene que ver la literatura con el turismo masivo, los repartidores de flyers, alquileres abusivos en Barcelona y el paso del tiempo? Decidí adaptar ese guion a formato cómic para un concurso en el que se fomentaba el uso del catalán en la novela gráfica, así que mandé esta propuesta bajo el título "de Barcelona encara és la ciutat dels prodigis". Mil gracias a mi amiga Alba por la corrección ortográfica. ❤️

#comic #catalan #catala #languages #barcelona #journal comic #literature #eduardo mendoza #la ciudad de los prodigios #langblr #language learning #learning languages #polyglot #foreign languages #multilingual #tourism

[jhsharman]

foreign exchange program

I guess they move the story forward a month.

#Archie Comics #Betty Cooper #Veronica Lodge #Foreign exchange students #Language lessons #Dan Decarlo #1988

[opens-up-4-nobody]

...

#no sleep for me i guess #i woke up at like 1.30 haunted by narut0 comic thoughts #never thought id b able to draw sequences of images that could b defined as comics #when i see ppl tag my stuff as comics im like. oh i guess thats true #in my head its just my brain overflowing and then i catch the images on paper #i just have soft 1ruka kakash1 narut0 family feels #i just love them a lot #i should actually try to take my time on this one. and not just draw it as quickly as physically possible #but. probably wont happen bc thats how i roll #well see how i deal with the lack of sleep #i probably didnt drink enough water and i may have gotten a bit of sunburn on the back of my hands #so that's prob why #ich habe gestern nicht genug wasser getrunken. i didnt drink enough water yesterday #thats right im still having fun with german #foreign languages make saying simple words fun to say #like spinnenbrauer. spider farmer. idk y i put those words together but i like that it becomes one word #idk im just building up my tiny handful of words lmao #ein amieisenkorb. an ant basket #see i can just say whatever words i want but its only funny when its in a language i only barely understand #unrelated

[themolw]

feels like an appropriate time to post these 🕊️

first one of the mini zines I had available at cons this year. fun fact: I only learned what the heck that formal greeting was supposed to be when writing this... some 20 years late 🤦‍♂️

#language learning #foreign languages #language #bilingual #culture #greeting #dragon #dragons #fantasy #comic #zine #mini zine #my art #art #drawing #Florin #Dragoş #MoLW canon #merch #MoLW gallery

[pathsofoak]

*hisses* stop speaking in the first person you're skewing my data

#I'm doing research on reference usage in a foreign language #like whether non-native speakers are more specific than native speakers so they'll say ''the mother bird'' instead of just ''the bird'' etc #anyway #a Number. of people. narrate these stories (which are told from text-less 6 panel comics) entirely in the first person #as if they and the interviewer are there. #the problem is that ''I'' and ''You'' are Completely irrelevant to me #but I do need to write them down bc they're pronouns and bc Occasionally they fill in dialog for the animals in the story #so after I've finished this shit I need to like write up notes and what not #ughhhhh

[rayghosts]

underrated comedy that i dont think english only speakers get is when dc comics gives one of their characters a name in a foreign language that sounds cool when spoken in full (ra's al ghul = head of the demon) but then they treat it like it's the character's legal full name (first name ra's last name al ghul) and you end up with batman villains with the legal first name Head. like, oooh it's my feared enemy, fucking Cranium

#batman #ra's al ghul #dc #dc comics #mine

[the-four-hoursemen]

Interesting info; I am an extraordinarily heavy sleeper

some would say I sleep like the dead

_Death

#puns #but also #I seriously am a notably heavy sleeper #I have been found sleeping with my phone - alarm *blaring* - in my sleeping hand tucked underneath my face #And I of course remained totally out like nothing was happening #That being said I can also just wake up randomly and sleep incconsistantly at times #that being said my sleep habits and ability to sleep like a rock aren't actually the most amusing quirks about how I sleep #there's a plethora of stories about me sleep talking to sleep punching/kicking(?) other to me singing and laughing and on occasion speaking #in fragmented foreign languages #and etc #basically #when I sleep I sleep hard #sleep stories are hilarious #maybe I should make a mini comic of sleep stories #I should do a cursed digital doodle of 'if the Hoursemen ever had a sleepover' #that'd be a fun concept #the four horsemen of the apocalypse having a sleep over #anyhow #some obligatory tags #you know #for funsies #the four hoursemen #the four horsemen of the apocalypse #the four hoursemen of the apocalypse #four horsemen

[cryptotheism]

Wdym Enoch isn't canon? Did John Dee base his language and shit off of fanfic??

It's pseudepigraphia so it's not fanfiction it's like, a lost episode or a foreign-language tie in comic of dubious canonicity.

[ozzgin]

So @moonthundersoldier requested a Predator x Reader headcanon and I have to say, I took my time with it as an excuse to watch Prey and whip out my dusty old comics. I‘m a big fan of Alien and Predator and this was my chance to finally try my hand at it! Hopefully it turns out alright.

Various Predators x Predator! Reader Headcanons

Featuring various Yautja types that independently find and court a mysterious reader raised by humans.

Part 1: Meeting

Part 2: Courting

Part 3: Mating

Backstory

The earliest memory you have of your parents consists only of their wide backs as they hastily controlled the ship, looking for a new hunting ground. You were born to a pair of bad bloods that have been exiled by their clan. They were loudly typing in the parameters for the landing, which so far wasn’t looking gracious. Just as the ship brushed against Earth‘s atmosphere, a foreign vessel appeared behind. Judging by the angry growls of your parents, it wasn’t a good thing.

You of course don’t recall any of it, but what followed was a swift battle once the landing jets touched the ground. The second ship opened up without delay and several Predators in stark white armor marched their way out. They were enforcers, dispatched to hunt down criminals such as your parents. As they finished their gruesome task, they noticed the remaining heat radiating from the cockpit. Had they missed a member? Then again, the overall shape was too small for a regular man. One of the officers climbed into the collapsed remains of the ship and spotted you. Troublesome. He nonchalantly grabbed your carrier and walked out, showing the cause of mild concern to the others. The important things such as weapons were to be returned to Yautja Prime, anything else destroyed. So, what were they supposed to do with you?

The answer was found rather quickly, as their helmets notified them of approaching life forms. Most likely wild animals, in which case you would also be taken care of. The suckling of fugitives could hardly integrate back in the clan. This was for the best. So they quickly discarded the remaining wreckage and boarded their vessel once again.

“Oh God, what is that?” a tall man shouts as he approaches your abandoned carrier, holding tight onto the shotgun. “Some sort of creature…Be careful!”

The plump woman with a sunburned face that had followed behind was now just a few inches from you, bending over with genuine curiosity. “Are you serious right now? Put that shotgun down, it’s a baby!” Seemingly unperturbed by your unusual appearance, she picked you up and briefly analyzed your features before lifting your carrier and turning around. “Let’s go, I’m not leaving a child behind. We’ll figure it out.”

Reader’s countryside life

And so you were raised by honest, loving and - most importantly - human farmers. Since you’ve been equipped with proper, superior intelligence, it has been easy for you to acquire the human language. The clicks and growls were slowly replaced with fully articulated words. Save for your reptilian appearance, you are otherwise an authentic member of the family.

You might have the docile, caring behavior of a human, but your predator instincts have not been discarded. You’re taller and stronger than your “relatives”, and the more dangerous labor of guarding or hunting has been in your hands for many years now. The old shotgun now serves as a dusty wall decoration, it could never compete with your claws, speed and ferocity. Your heart remains that of a hunter.

Eventually it becomes a vague gossip within the cities of Yautja Prime that one of their own might be roaming Earth, completely unaware of their roots. A Predator woman, trained by humans. What would the outcome be? Curiosity peaks for certain Predators and they can’t help but wish to see you with their own eyes. Maybe the different backgrounds would provide future younglings with unknown exotic advantages.

Your peaceful life comes to an end when the first of many suitors descends onto the bizarre planet and manages to track you down. The first encounter leaves you speechless: are there more individuals like you out there? You feel relief flushing over you as the knowledge of similar creatures settles in. You weren’t alone, after all. And soon enough you even learn to describe what you’ve always questioned about yourself. You’re a Yautja, a Predator.

Predators meeting the reader

You’ve really caught the feral Predator’s eyes. He has parted ways with modern technology a long time ago and prefers to hunt with minimal tools. He finds your way of surviving very similar to his tribal lifestyle, relying more on strength and agility that have been polished in raw nature. He’s the one that teaches you the native language and tells you about the Homeworld, though he suspects you come from a different hemisphere. He likes to observe the tactics you’ve developed to hunt the animals of this world and shares his own experience and tips with you. He has grown fond of the wilderness on this planet and plans to propose that the two of you build a family away from the needless hassle of cities. If there’s such a thing as a soul mate, then Black Warrior has entrusted him to be yours.

The visit you receive from an elite Predator is not as cozy. He watches you from afar and notices your interactions with the humans. His guide marks them as targets, so why are you acting all chummy with boring prey? They don’t seem to have combat skills and yet you bring them game and offer protection. He refuses to believe that you’ve been in some way enslaved, bringing shame to your kind. He decides to confront you and demand answers. Having learned the language, you explain that this is your clan, the family that raised you. You’re a bit annoyed that this complete stranger is bringing in his hierarchies and social constructs as some sort of universal law. You do not care for his philosophy of power and warn him to be respectful of the customs here. Aha, there it is. Your imposing figure and assertive threats confirm to him you’re a proper Yautja despite the circumstances. His initial frown is replaced by a satisfied expression. Don’t worry, your potential won’t go to waste in this dump of weaklings. He’ll take you home with him and show you the true meaning of a Predator family. Even if he has to fight you a little for it.

This fugitive bad blood has finally found you. He’d known your parents for a long time and heard about their demise, but he never expected they’d leave an offspring behind. He scans your figure with a certain impertinence, pleased by what he sees. Should he kill the humans and capture you as his mate? It’s certainly the most entertaining option. He smugly shows you his trophy belt, bearing the skulls of defeated prey, and asks you if your little creatures deserve a spot. You assume a fighting stance and erratic clicking sounds erupt from his chest, most likely a laugh. You have no tools and you’ve only ever fought…what…little Earth piglets half the size of a Predator Hound? But it’s alright, he wants a feisty mother for his children. Give your best shot.

By far the most challenging admirer has been the Berserker. You can see the similarity between the two of you, but the blood red eyes are unlike all the other Predators you’ve encountered before. Merely seconds after discovering your presence, the creature attempted to dominate you and you had to trash your way out of its grasp. You try to assess the situation but have little time to contemplate before the next attack occurs. He’s heavier and larger than you or the other Predators and as much as you hate to admit, taking him down could prove difficult. What does he want? He thankfully hasn’t redirected his aim towards your family, and if he so desired he may have killed you by now. He retracts his claws and turns to face you once again. He’s mocking you, not even keeping his guard up. But there’s something else in his eyes, a primal urge that sends cold shivers down your spine. He’s going to make you his.

#predator #predator x reader #yautja #prey #monster x reader

[momojedi]

Could I have #88 and #97 with Captain Rex, pretty please...??

JUST MARRIED PAIRING: Captain Rex x GN! Reader

#88 | “Don’t panic but I think we might have accidentally gotten married��” #97 | “I want you and I know you want me too.”

GENRE: Fluff WARNING: none A/N: Since I got prompted #88 by an anon who asked for no one in particular, I mixed up your request with theirs. Thanks for requesting!

MASTERLIST | MOMOJEDI'S 300 FOLLOWER CELEBRATION

"Mhi solus tome,

Mhi solus dar’tome.

Mhi me’dinui an,

Mhi ba’juri verde."

Intense concentration furrows my brow as I massage my temples, striving to translate the unfamiliar words. "For fuck's sake," I mutter, frustration punctuating each syllable as I kick a nearby pebble with surprising strength, eliciting a muffled groan and the metallic clang of beskar as it ricochets off a distant helmet.

Two weeks may not seem long, especially when operating undercover among a terrorist faction whilst the galaxy is engulfed in war. It would probably be advisable to keep a cool head and avoid making a big deal out of insignificant subjects—such as unfamiliar phrases. However, when those words escape the lips of your longtime crush, delivered with an unexpected fervor while locking passionate eyes with you in a language foreign to your ears...

Well, needless to say, I've devoted more time to overthinking it than I care to admit.

When General Skywalker tasked us with shadowing Death Watch until the Jedi Council reached more intel, I hadn't given it much thought... admittedly, he hadn't specified that by "us" he didn't mean Ahsoka and me, as usual, but rather the captain of the 501st and myself—the very someone I've harboured feelings for since the day we met.

Nevertheless, I maintained my composure, played my part, and stayed under the radar, much like Rex, until Death Watch proposed an elaborate ceremony—a ceremony whose name I could barely pronounce, let alone understand its significance. Before any suspicion could arise, Rex quickly agreed in my place, and now here I am, entangled in some eerie ritual with a military captain whose gaze seemed entranced, so intense was his focus.

"If I had my datapad right now...," I hiss under my breath, casting blame on whoever decided I should leave my sole translation device behind. Likely Skywalker.

The crunch of gravel under heavy boots interrupts my daydreaming. I spin around sharply, only to find the very man haunting my mind approaching. "I figured I'd find you here," Rex hums as he settles beside me. "Yeah," I reply with a dry laugh, brushing the dust off my hands. "Sorry, I suppose I just needed... alone time. After everything yesterday, you know?" Rex's eyes widen almost comically, and he sheepishly scratches the back of his neck. "Oh... yeah."

The ensuing silence gnaws at my nerves, prompting me to pop the question after another agonising five minutes. "Hey, about that... what did those words mean, anyway?" "I'm not sure what you're referring to," Rex responds, avoiding my gaze. I gulp. He can't have forgotten, can he? "Come on, Rex... It seemed significant." After a moment's hesitation, Rex sighs, running a hand over his buzzcut before raising his head to face me, though still evading it. "I..." "Yes?" "Alright, fine. [Name], don't panic, but... we might have accidentally... gotten married."

...

"WHAT?"

"Shh!" Rex quiets me with a gentle hand over my mouth, his eyes darting cautiously around us before he releases me. I shake my head slowly, puzzled. "Sorry, but what?" "The, um, the words... they were Mandalorian wedding vows," he admits, his tone tinged with uncertainty. I can't help but laugh. Married? Us? "You're joking." "Unfortunately not," he replies, a slight smile tugging at his lips, before his expression shifts to sheepishness as he rubs the back of his neck. "Though I do believe you'd make an excellent partner." Suppressing a chuckle, I ignore the warmth creeping into my cheeks.

"Actually, I realized we needed a distraction when I overheard some members gossiping behind our backs. They were growing suspicious, so I thought perhaps they'd relax if we participated in some traditions." Rex sighs, examining a pebble he's picked up. I shoot him a hopeful sidelong glance before quickly looking away, feeling my heart quicken.

Force, this man is captivating.

Silence envelops us once more as we both drift deeper into our own thoughts. When I sense the gravel shifting under his weight, I raise an eyebrow. "It wouldn't bother me, you know?" A lump forms in my throat, causing a series of coughs to escape at his words. "Wh-what?" "Being with you." Suddenly, his warm yet weighty hand finds mine. Sweat prickles at my heated skin as I keep my gaze fixed ahead.

"R-rex, are you suggesting...?" "[Name]," he interrupts, turning to face me. Before I can evade his gaze, he gently lifts my chin, compelling me to meet his eyes. I run my tongue over my dry lips, which his gaze is now fixated on. "I want you. And I know you want me, too." His proximity sends shivers down my spine as goosebumps ripple over my arms and back. His newfound confidence is palpable. "I've noticed the way you look at me, how you stare. I know, [name]," he murmurs against my lips, "what do you think?"

I flush, gripping his wrist as I lock eyes with his warm gaze. "I think you're right." Rex chuckles deeply, resonating like a rumble in his chest. "Good." And before I realize it, his lips meet mine,

Time seems to slip away as I surrender completely to the kiss. Eventually, Rex pulls back, leaving me breathless, and flashes me a mischievous grin.

“So, about that wedding night…”

#star wars #the bad batch #clone wars #bad batch #star wars the clone wars #the clone wars #star wars clone wars #tbb #star wars the bad batch #momojedis 300 follower celebration #clone trooper rex #star wars captain rex #clone captain rex #captain rex #clone troopers #rex x reader #reader insert #captain rex x reader #x reader #gender neutral reader #clone wars x reader #tbb x reader #bad batch x reader #Star Wars x reader #my writing