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Second// TELL US ABOUT IRAQ JORDAN REALTIONSHIP BECAUSE THEY HAVE SO MUCH HISTORY TOGETHER AND WERE MARRIED IN 1958

like gimme headcanons , explanation.anything

Im desperate for these two

+ i hope you have a great day♥️♥️

First of all, thank you so much for your words!!! I hope you have a great day too 💞

Second of all, WOO... there's a lot you could write about the two! The following information is mostly by @letttalias so give her the credit 🥳

Prior to the 20th century, neither had particularly strong ties to one another. Iraq wasn't geographically close enough to be acquainted with Jordan's mother Nabataea (likely for the best) and even during the Ottoman era Jordan kept to Syria's side of that arrangement. They were of course aware of each other, Iraq knowing Jordan as "that one quiet kid that hangs around Syria and Palestine and Kuwait likes to pick on," and Jordan better knew Iraq's "general deal" because of Iraq Being a Big Deal Back Then (particularly during the Abbasid Caliphate) and Jordan's nature as a calculating mfer. But beyond that? Didn't have any particularly strong feelings on each other 🤷‍♂️

Now we exit the Ottoman era and enter the Hashemite era, which was a strange time for Jordan, as he found himself isolated from his Levantine neighbors; Syria was grieving Hejaz's death and with it, the death of the Pan-Arab State Dream Team Federation 1.0, Palestine and Lebanon were cut off from him in a way he hadn't ever experienced before (for varying and complex reasons), and things all around just seemed super unstable. For all those factors, Jordan saw value in allying himself with Iraq (which took a few attempts to accomplish), someone who was in a similar situation in him and so a part of him hoped could understand him a little bit better.

However, the Hashemites weren't popular whatsoever in Iraq, and this is really where their differences came out in full force. Jordan is a 🐍 and is more than used to putting aside sentimentality and personal feelings in the pursuit of his own security, but Iraq is less able and willing to do that, placing a higher premium on his own "personhood" (as far as a nation can have that to begin with) So while Jordan saw the Hashemites as a tool to keep himself in Britain's good books and maintaining a degree of independence granted to a western ally/puppet (depending on who you ask) vs the other Levantine states, Iraq saw the Hashemites as a rule imposed by outsiders trying to keep him subjugated and trying to prevent the vision of a wider Arab movement. This difference is the source of a lot of their disagreements and conflicts in the short-lived Arab Federation 💦

But their personal ties during the union? It was probably polite and distant at the best of times. Even if they hadn't had that many prior interactions, Jordan saw Iraq as one of his elders and thus, gave an appropriate level of respect for that, and who can say no to Iraq's cheerful and upbeat personality? They weren't exactly venting hardcore to each other, but they weren't spending a lot of time with each other to begin with, indicating the disconnected nature of the Arab Federation, and so, their relationship remained distant. Maybe they didn't reach the heights of the Syria-Egypt Union (whatever those are), but it also means they didn't really reach its pits.

(One of the exceptions to this distant, cool relationship is Iraq venting to Jordan in his moments of weakness about Kuwait lmao)

Following the coup, things were icy between them to put it mildly; Jordan saw Iraq as "collateral damage" and a victim of his unstable state, and Iraq viewed him as a "callous youngster." Things did eventually calm down the 70s, and their relationship returned to amicability. I still don't think they're particularly close, but they can hang out and chill, and even Jordan these days can acknowledge Iraq's steadfastness in holding to his personal convictions, even if he thinks it's foolish. Iraq probably jokes to Jordan all the time about lightening up "Akhi, I'm the old man here, not you!"

TL;DR

Now that we’ve talked about The Tea Club TM it is time to talk about its counterpart, The Coffee ClubTM.

It is Ethiopia that founded the The Coffee ClubTMand actually discovered coffee in general. As such, it very serious business for her and she’ll take extra time just for coffee. Eshe even has an elaborate coffee ceremony, that she insists on preforming in the appropriate setting if possible. This tends to be the bane of the younger nations, that prefer on having coffee-to-go and standing around group chatting. The same can be said for her method of roasting the coffee beans herself, crushing them and making the beverages via direct infusion.

Due to trade, Yemen then became the co-founder of the club. Thanks to him, coffee was spread to the other Middle and Near Eastern countries, and popularised to the point where it became known as “the wine of Islam”. Drinks his coffee as he does his tea – strong to the point the normal people would get jitters.

As for the Near Eastern countries – Turkey is the greatest influence here, with nearly all the Balkan nations – Greece, Armenia, former Yugoslavia, Romania, Bulgaria – sticking to the method he taught them. Said method is using finely ground coffee that isn’t filtered. The brew is cooked for a few minutes until it begins to froth and then poured into ornate cups and served with sweets, usually Turkish delight. Sadik prefers it moderately sweetened, black and sometimes with a hit of clove. Heracles has recently discovered frappe for himself and is therefore gravitating away from the traditions. It simply adds to the many things they tend to fight about.

Generally, Turkey seldom comes alone and never comes with just Greece or Armenia. If one of those are involved, then a third party has to join them – the bad blood between them would just cause things to go off the rails else. Furthermore, Turkey usually only extends invites to either of them through said third party.

Both Israel and Indonesia have the same simplistic style of making coffee, something over which they have formed a strange bond. It is adding the coffee powder in a cup, add hot water and maybe some sugar and serve. It is enough to make both Eshe and Rodrich shriek, yet Alfred has an appreciation for this method.

Saudia Arabia, Oman, Palestina and Syria all share a fairly similar coffee ceremony with three narrow pots – one for cooking the water, one for filtering and one for spicing the coffee. Spices that are used are usually saffron, cardamom, cloves or rose water. These nations tend to form a small clique during club meetings and usually tend together. Israel and Palestina are two personifications that under no circumstances should come near each other during gatherings. Since there are more such pair, Eshe has written an unofficial rule book on people that are not allowed to be seated close to each other.

Italy used to be on very good terms with Turkey in the Renaissance and therefore was one of the first Europeans to come into contact with coffee. After his pope blessed it in the 17th century, he happily and openly indulged in it. Felicano can be quite a snob when it comes to coffee, and will happily make coffee for everybody to ensure that the coffee suits his tastes. Thankfully for him, there a few that object to this tactic. At most, he gets reminded time and time again in icy tones by the Eastern coffee drinkers that he shouldn’t add milk to their coffee.

In lieu of the Siege of Vienna, Austria adopted coffee for himself and thus was the first Western European to do so. Can be as much a snob about it as Italy, and only tolerate the finest qualities. Has his coffee with either cake or sweets and see it as mandatory that coffee is served along with a small glass of water. Over the last few years, he has built up a rapport with Turkey and often converses with him at meetings. Sadik was become Rodrich’s informant on Middle Eastern matters and Rodrich Sadik’s informant on European matters. Sometimes they both fall into nostalgia for the old days and discuss art and cooking.

Germany and Prussia are also strong coffee drinkers. If anything, Ludwig needs coffee to wake up nowadays and if he is really desperate, then he’ll go for Ersatzkaffee. Always has a pack of that stuff in his suitcase or bag for emergencies. Gilbert needs coffee. He has written letters of complaint to the government when he was the GDR because he didn’t have coffee. Is also the sort of person whose urge to have coffee can be timed to the minute. When the urge comes in the afternoon, everything else can wait because then he has to have his coffee – a particular trait he shares with Austria.

Mongolia: 

He got a letter way out in the Gobi desert, trying to smack a goat away from eating his shirt when BOOM an owl flew into his face, making him scream for about 20 minutes in terror. He eventually got everything in order and flew out to Hogwarts, but not before he gave that damn owl the finger and threw it as far as he could chuck it (he still hates that owl btw). He arrived at the train station after getting some locals to help him, and after seeing some kids ram themselves into a pillar he shrugged “sure why not” and did the same. After a nauseating train trip (stupid moving vehicles I’d take a horse any day over this pile of death-by-crashing-waiting-to-happen), he got shoved into the main hall and sat down, alone, away from all those crazy people speaking English like it was the one true language, and then started to think that MAYBE this wasn’t such a good idea. It didn’t help that some weird bald kid kept staring at him like he was the reincarnation of Buhdda himself. His name was called anyway, and the conversation with the Sorting Hat went like this:

Sorting Hat: “Hm, hardworking, loyal, patient, all the signs of an excellent Hufflepuff-”

Mongolia: “Mr. Hat, if you put me in Hufflepuff with those weak dweebs I swear by the holy Buddha’s left pinky toe that I will tear your seams out, set them on fire, and laugh as your pitiful magical life is ended while you scream with the pain of a thousand knives stabbing into your pathetic existence.”

Sorting Hat: “SLYTHERIN IT IS!”

As soon as that matter was settled, he got put into a dorm close to a couple of other Slytherins, like Kazakhstan (best nomadic buds at first sight), North Korea (hella creepy but hey at least he cleans after himself), Oman (no idea who he is or what he’s saying but meh), and Greenland (super emo but hey he makes some pretty good points). 

He first meets Tibet when during Care of Magical Creatures and he totally flipped out after seeing a FUCKING UNICORN (it wasn’t a unicorn, it was a horse with a carrot tied onto it to make it look like a unicorn), and Tibet laughed at him just losing his mind as he goes on his knees and stare in wonder at this amazing “unicorn.” Several death threats later (you tell anyone about this I’ll DESTROY you), they started talking about magical animals and became partners in the class. One thing led to another and soon Tibet and Mongolia were doing everything together, reading, homework, chucking snowballs at China, the usual stuff. They continued to be friends throughout the first year and swore to each other on the final day that they would also be best friends for the next (Mongolia was super embarrassed at that one but hey Tibet was adorable while asking it and NO he’s no gay shut up).  

Tibet:

Tibet got his letter while he was meditating on an EXTREMELY cold mountain (he really should’ve bought a jacket) and an owl collapsed in front of him, letter in hand. He practically skipped to Hogwarts, and when he got to the train station, India accidentally slammed into him while trying to get on the train. After 10 minutes of apologies, India declared, “You will now be my friend!” and that was that. They got to Hogwarts, sat down at the table, and then started to gossip like crazy as everyone else lost their minds at the Sorting Hat talking, with quips like “Stupid westerners know jack shit about magic pffft,” and “God that Chinese guy looks like such an asshole.” Tibet couldn’t help sneaking glances at a table in the far left corner, where an intimidating, very scary boy was scowling and glaring at Tibet whenever he caught him looking. Finally, Tibet’s name was called, and the conversation with the sorting hat went a bit like this:

Sorting Hat: “Hm, determined, resourceful, cunning, a Slytherin if I ever seen-”

Tibet: “If you put me in the same house as those terrifying bastards instead of with my friend [India], I swear by ever spirit and god above that I will summon an evil demon through intense prayer and magically give you a hat-aneurysm until your felt body falls apart like a plastic bag.”

Sorting Hat: “HUFFLEPUFF!”

He and India skipped off over to their dorms where they met Nepal (BUHDDIST FRIEND), Buhtan (another BUHDDIST FRIEND), Australia (he talks weird but whatever NEW FRIEND), and weirdly, Vietnam (she is super scary holy pajamas). 

He first “met” Mongolia during Magical Creatures, and he spent the whole class staying out of sight as the scary Mongol scowled and frustratedly declared, “What in the world does SCORPION SHIT have to do with MAGIC?!” He kept trying to get close to Mongolia to try and talk to him but every time he got near him, Mongolia would glare or mutter a curse word and he would scamper off, to the annoyance of India who basically shoved him in the Mongol’s direction after class and said, “Get you little boy-crush over with already!” So Tibet was right there when Mongolia caught sight of a “unicorn” and lost his mind as Tibet tried to hide behind a tree while smothering his building laughter. He finally broke when Mongolia said, “A FUCKING ORANGE HORNED UNICORN!” and he fell on the floor howling in laughter as the Mongol stared in shock, redder than a tomato. After he was done laughing, he told Mongolia that that was not, in fact, a unicorn, but a horse with a carrot on its head, before bursting into laughter again.

🎵  It’s always fun in the G-U-L-F 🎵

I know I’ve posted about Mister KSA before, but I can’t talk abt him with the rest of the Gulf Cooperation Council! (Gulfi Golf Club, if you will) Starring bonus cameos by Yemen and Iran (and memri tv memes lol) , I hope you guys enjoy!! As always, I share all of these OCs with my dear friend @hammyletto~

Here are their bios below:

Eid Mubarak to everyone celebrating!!

ASHFDSJFS THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! and you know what, I do need to draw more of Mister Yemen!! Here's a drawing of him with Mister Oman!

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