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75zit · 1 year
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Putain sale pédé de cefran j'vais bien te niquer ta race 😈🔥
Damn white fag, I'm going to fuck your queer ass 😈🔥
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Andrew Tate joining Islam.... as if the world needs more misogynist muslim men
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badjokesbyjeff · 1 year
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There were two white christian men, Adam and Jack, whose plane crashed into a desert.
Luckily they survived unharmed. As they traveled through the hot desert looking for food and water, they gave up and sat down, thinking of what to do.
As the dust in the air settled, they suddenly could view a mosque ahead. They became very hopeful. But then Adam said ''Muslims are there. They might help us if we say we are muslim.'' Then Jack said ''No way, I won't say I'm muslim, I'm gonna be honest''.
So Adam and Jack went to the Mosque ahead and were greeted by an Arab Muslim, who asked what their names were.
Adam thought of a Muslim name and said, 'My name is Muhammed'. And Jack said 'My name is Jack'.
The Arab man said 'Hello Jack.' And told these other men to take Jack and give him food and drink.
Then he turned to Adam and said, 'Salaam Muhammed. Ramadan Mubarak! (Hello Muhammad, Happy Ramadhan)
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I see so many well intentioned women talking about how modesty is important when it comes to men's objectification of them. Like, they will condemn men's lust, but say, "but we have to do our part too." I just need you guys to understand that there is literally no amount of clothing you can wear to keep men from sexualizing you. It sucks, but it's true.
I dress very modestly by the typical conservative Christian standard... Loose clothing, long dresses/skirts, nothing low cut, etc. Usually the only skin I expose is my forearms, neck, and face... But I am not exempt from being sexualized. I can't tell you how many times I've heard stuff like, "it's so hot when women leave things up to the imagination" and "I love your librarian/teacher vibe, it's so sexy." Men sexualize nuns and muslim women, who are completely covered. No woman is exempt from this.
Why is this important? So you can stop blaming yourself for men treating you like sexual potential instead of a person and hold men accountable for their own willful inability to control themselves.
To the Christian women, you are not responsible for men choosing to lust after you. Lust is a choice. I am same-sex attracted, and when I find myself attracted to a woman, I simply choose not to fantasize and lust after her. Men are capable of the same, they just like to shift blame.
As a Christian, I dress modestly as an act of humility more than anything else, but I know there is nothing I can do to control the sinful actions of men. Please stop blaming yourselves.
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quranwithsehar · 5 months
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When will the help of Allah arrive?
The revelation of Surah Al-Ankabut occurred when Muslims faced severe oppression. Once Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) began preaching Islam publicly, his few followers quickly found that professing faith meant facing ruthless torture and execution. Men from the Mecca like Abu Bakr (ra), were beaten unconscious in the streets, while slaves like Bilal b. Rabah (ra) and Suhayb b. Sinân (ra) were shackled and left to scorch in the midday desert sun.
The conditions had become extremely unfavorable, and a noble companion was tortured with burning coals without clothes. They took him to hot, open areas in the city when the sun was very strong. It was scorching on the ground. They removed his clothes, put iron armor on him, and laid him on the hot ground. Because of the intense heat, his skin would burn, and his body would become still. His skin melted due to the extreme conditions, and he went to Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him), asking, "Why isn't Allah's help coming, considering what we are going through?"
Then, the verses of Surah Al-Ankabut were revealed. When Surah Al-Ankabut was revealed, its initial verses emphasized patience. The first verses addressed the companions, saying, “Do people think once they say, “We believe,” that they will be left without being put to the test? We certainly tested those before them. And ˹in this way˺ Allah will clearly distinguish between those who are truthful and those who are liars.”
After this, the mention of Prophet Noah began, highlighting that he had to endure centuries of waiting, and eventually, Allah's help came through the flood. After that, the mention of Prophet Abrahim followed, who faced difficulties from his own people and was saved from the fire.
Then the story of Prophet Lut is mentioned. Prophet Lut was also supposed to migrate. However, at that point, the command for migration had not yet been given. Prophet Lut would be questioning when the command would come and when they would leave this place.
After a long period of patience, finally, the angels came, and the command for migration was given.
Allah, through these stories, was conveying to Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) that just as He helped all those previous prophets, He would help them too. However, they needed to be patient and wait, just as all of them had to wait.
This Surah gives us hope that help would surely come, and it would come in a way one cannot anticipate. All we have to do is wait patiently.
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queer novel masterlist: Palestine edition
Found this list via @evereadssapphic on Instagram.
You Exist Too Much, Zaina Arafat
On a hot day in Bethlehem, a 12-year-old Palestinian-American girl is yelled at by a group of men outside the Church of the Nativity. She has exposed her legs in a biblical city, an act they deem forbidden, and their judgement will echo on through her adolescence. When our narrator finally admits to her mother that she is queer, her mother's response only intensifies a sense of shame: "You exist too much," she tells her daughter.
Told in vignettes that flash between the U.S. and the Middle East--from New York to Jordan, Lebanon, and Palestine--Zaina Arafat's debut novel traces her protagonist's progress from blushing teen to sought-after DJ and aspiring writer. In Brooklyn, she moves into an apartment with her first serious girlfriend and tries to content herself with their comfortable relationship. But soon her longings, so closely hidden during her teenage years, explode out into reckless romantic encounters and obsessions with other people. Her desire to thwart her own destructive impulses will eventually lead her to The Ledge, an unconventional treatment center that identifies her affliction as "love addiction." In this strange, enclosed society she will start to consider the unnerving similarities between her own internal traumas and divisions and those of the places that have formed her.
Opening up the fantasies and desires of one young woman caught between cultural, religious, and sexual identities, You Exist Too Much is a captivating story charting two of our most intense longings--for love, and a place to call home.
Haifa Fragments, Khulud Khamis
As a designer of jewelry, Maisoon wants an ordinary extraordinary life, which isn't easy for a tradition-defying activist and Palestinian citizen of Israel who refuses to be crushed by the feeling that she is an unwelcome guest in the land of her ancestors. She volunteers for the Machsom Watch, an organization that helps children in the Occupied Territories cross the border to receive medical care. Frustrated by her boyfriend Ziyad and her father, who both want her to get on with life and forget those in the Occupied Territories, she lashes out only to discover her father isn't the man she thought he was. Raised a Christian, in a relationship with a Muslim man and enamored with a Palestinian woman from the Occupied Territories, Maisoon must decide her own path.
A Map Of Home, Randa Jarrar
In this fresh, funny, and fearless debut novel, Randa Jarrar chronicles the coming-of-age of Nidali, one of the most unique and irrepressible narrators in contemporary fiction. Born in 1970s Boston to an Egyptian-Greek mother and a Palestinian father, the rebellious Nidali--whose name is a feminization of the word "struggle"--soon moves to a very different life in Kuwait. There the family leads a mildly eccentric middle-class existence until the Iraqi invasion drives them first to Egypt and then to Texas. This critically acclaimed debut novel is set to capture the hearts of everyone who has ever wondered what their own map of home might look like.
The Skin And Its Girl, Sarah Cypher
In a Pacific Northwest hospital far from the Rummani family's ancestral home in Palestine, the heart of a stillborn baby begins to beat and her skin turns vibrantly, permanently cobalt blue. On the same day, the Rummanis' centuries-old soap factory in Nablus is destroyed in an air strike. The family matriarch and keeper of their lore, Aunt Nuha, believes that the blue girl embodies their sacred history, harkening back to a time when the Rummanis were among the wealthiest soap-makers and their blue soap was a symbol of a legendary love.
Decades later, Betty returns to Aunt Nuha's gravestone, faced with a difficult decision: Should she stay in the only country she's ever known, or should she follow her heart and the woman she loves, perpetuating her family's cycle of exile? Betty finds her answer in partially translated notebooks that reveal her aunt's complex life and struggle with her own sexuality, which Nuha hid to help the family immigrate to the United States. But, as Betty soon discovers, her aunt hid much more than that.The Skin and Its Girl is a searing, poetic tale about desire and identity, and a provocative exploration of how we let stories divide, unite, and define us--and wield even the power to restore a broken family. Sarah Cypher is that rare debut novelist who writes with the mastery and flair of a seasoned storyteller.
The Philistine, Leila Marshy
Nadia Eid doesn't know it yet, but she's about to change her life. It's the end of the ‘80s and she hasn’t seen her Palestinian father since he left Montreal years ago to take a job in Egypt, promising to bring her with him. But now she’s twenty-five and he’s missing in action, so she takes matters into her own hands. Booking a short vacation from her boring job and Québecois boyfriend, she calls her father from the Nile Hilton in downtown Cairo. But nothing goes as planned and, stumbling around, Nadia wanders into an art gallery where she meets Manal, a young Egyptian artist who becomes first her guide and then her lover. 
Through this unexpected relationship, Nadia rediscovers her roots, her language, and her ambitions, as her father demonstrates the unavoidable destiny of becoming a Philistine – the Arabic word for Palestinian. With Manal’s career poised to take off and her father’s secret life revealed, the First Intifada erupts across the border.
The Twenty-Ninth Year, Hala Alyan
For Hala Alyan, twenty-nine is a year of transformation and upheaval, a year in which the past--memories of family members, old friends and past lovers, the heat of another land, another language, a different faith--winds itself around the present.
Hala's ever-shifting, subversive verse sifts together and through different forms of forced displacement and the tolls they take on mind and body. Poems leap from war-torn cities in the Middle East, to an Oklahoma Olive Garden, a Brooklyn brownstone; from alcoholism to recovery; from a single woman to a wife. This collection summons breathtaking chaos, one that seeps into the bones of these odes, the shape of these elegies.
A vivid catalog of heartache, loneliness, love and joy, The Twenty-Ninth Year is an education in looking for home and self in the space between disparate identities.
Between Banat, Mejdulene Bernard Shomali
In Between Banat Mejdulene Bernard Shomali examines homoeroticism and nonnormative sexualities between Arab women in transnational Arab literature, art, and film. Moving from The Thousand and One Nights and the Golden Era of Egyptian cinema to contemporary novels, autobiographical writing, and prints and graphic novels that imagine queer Arab futures, Shomali uses what she calls queer Arab critique to locate queer desire amid heteronormative imperatives. Showing how systems of heteropatriarchy and Arab nationalisms foreclose queer Arab women's futures, she draws on the transliterated term "banat"--the Arabic word for girls--to refer to women, femmes, and nonbinary people who disrupt stereotypical and Orientalist representations of the "Arab woman." By attending to Arab women's narration of desire and identity, queer Arab critique substantiates queer Arab histories while challenging Orientalist and Arab national paradigms that erase queer subjects. In this way, Shomali frames queerness and Arabness as relational and transnational subject formations and contends that prioritizing transnational collectivity over politics of authenticity, respectability, and inclusion can help lead toward queer freedom.
Belladonna, Anbara Salam
Isabella is beautiful, inscrutable, and popular. Her best friend, Bridget, keeps quietly to the fringes of their Connecticut Catholic school, watching everything and everyone, but most especially Isabella.
In 1957, when the girls graduate, they land coveted spots at the Accademia di Belle Arti di Pentila in northern Italy, a prestigious art history school on the grounds of a silent convent. There, free of her claustrophobic home and the town that will always see her and her Egyptian mother as outsiders, Bridget discovers she can reinvent herself as anyone she desires... perhaps even someone Isabella could desire in return.
But as that glittering year goes on, Bridget begins to suspect Isabella is keeping a secret from her, one that will change the course of their lives forever. (I believe this book is by a Palestinian author but not actually set in or about Palestine.)
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olderthannetfic · 10 months
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Hello, I I hope you're having a good now. I just had a question regarding comments and behaviors on AO3. Warning: Long comment.
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I have been following a specific fic series for a few months now and once in a while I comment on it because I love that author and I want to help them stay motivated to write this research heavy fic until its conclusion as they have a tendency to drop their work when they're nearly finished due to steady streams of negative comments.
For some context, though, the stories they write are always ultra detailed, research intensive and most importantly, contain extremely dark themes (think rape, murders, graphic depiction of wounds, mental and physical torture, trauma layered on trauma, etc.). They also put a lot of effort into creating narratives in which every one of the characters' actions have positive or negative consequences. That is a core part of their storytelling.
The fanfic that they're writing at this moment contains a throughouly described scene of rape between two characters who happen to be middle-eastern. That event (as well as some other just as gruesome events) was tagged from the start's, had multiple warnings, was mentioned on the summary as well as the author's note and still only happened in chapter 19 out of 50. We are at what should be around 52k words in at that point.
So anyways, I leave a comment describing how I appreciate and love all the passion and effort that the author puts in their stories as well as how much I admire their talents to stay true to the characters they've chosen and how believable all their actions are in the fic's settings...
And myself, other commenters, and the author are being called racist by very a very vocal minority of readers(think commenting and responding to 98% of comments that so not voice their opinions)?
Like... what? For what reasons exactly? Apprently, and according to the negative commenter, it is racist and discriminatoring to write/read stories containing these elements with male characters that are of Muslim/Arabian heritage. The commenter then goes on a rant about how pathetic my comment was and how much the author took pride in bashing on Muslim/Arab men into making them rape machines and whatever else they can think about. They completely ignored the warnings they were given, and when they got told again about how many warnings they had, they still went on about how it shouldn't have been written from the start.
So my question is, how do you deal with those types of comments from a reader's perspective? Like... I wanna defend my author because I know that these comments will make them drop the fic like its hot coals... but I'm unsure which direction/s to go with it. I've already reported the more active commenters. Is the next step to keep reporting or to just defend my author in the comments?
Any help or guidance at this point is greatly appreciated. Thank you for reading this entire thing. :'c
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I don't think fighting in the comments is usually productive. If the author is the kind of person who finds that entertaining, they'll probably do it themselves.
Ignoring these people like they're delusional idiots making a public faux pas is probably more useful. Just keep on commenting on the author's skill.
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Please make more stories about Algerians taking over France, and French people having to be slaves and drinking their spit, becoming their wives, kissing and cuddling.
Your writing is incredible! It gets me so horny all the time. It’s truly a talent.
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ASK ANSWERED : EURABIA STORIES
Thanks for the question! I've wrote countless stories about Arabian/Muslim Domination. I wrote many stories featuring Arab men when the master's origin isn't specified, but most of the time they are supposed to be Algerians, or Turkish. Since i can only put 10 links, you'll find some stories abut what you asked in your public message.
I used to be excited by Arabian's domination but I'm more into the Black New World Order
It does not mean some Arabian men aren't hot, but they are divided between the ones who consider themselves French and wants to be part of the French society, and there is other who considers their mission is to enslaves French white people and there is even French white people who agree with it.
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The Islamization of France is such a danger that there is many books about this topic 😱
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These drawings shows Muslim men as danger, because currently France is endangered by Muslims supremacists and the French white people who supports them
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These drawings in French shows politicians serving Arabian men, licking their shoes to shows they prefer worshipping migrants and Muslim men rather than being patriotics.
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If you are searching for stories about Eurabia and France being ruled by Muslims, this is the one you must read. It's one of my longest and favorite stories. 😉 It's a story where I imagined President Emmanuel Macron being in love with his former bodyguard, Alexandre Benalla, who have Maroccan's parents. In this long and detailed story, with a lot of sadism and humiliation, i imagined how Muslims people would take power in France :
A story where whitebois from the French Football Team, especially Antoine Griezman, are enslaved by Arabian and Blacks teammates. Eurabia is described because it is supposed to takes place when Alexandre Benalla have taken power over France
A French white family enslaved by Arab men
Another story where an Algerian family enslaves a French white family, and the boy is married to the Muslim man at the end :
A French white gay couple enslaved by an Algerian /Muslim family. One of the French whitebois is married and feminized :
I include this story which isn't about a French man but about an English boy. However, since he is feminized and forced to serve Muslim men, it's related to what you enjoy. I really appreciated writing this story, because Anjem Choudhary is hot for a Muslim man 😁
A French whiteboy in high school enslaved by his dominant Muslim schoolmates :
Another story about a French boy enslaved since France is ruled by Arabians / Muslims
A question I've been asked about Muslim men, with links of stories about them 😀
An Algerian gay couple served by an old French white man when they are in Algeria :
I wrote many others stories about Muslim domination, but i hope you'll like them 😊 Please don't hesitate to like, reblog and comment them if you appreciated my stories
@eurogirlsdestruction @maitresrebeux @muslimdomination4europe @rebeuarab @muslimfeet @arabiandomination-blog @muslimsfuckeuropeanwomen @eurabiansubject @whiteslavetoblack @arabslavemasters @arabicadmirer @tidodore2 @rainykpoptravelcreator @lovefanfiction01 @gayhopefullove @leftprogrammingroadtripdean
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aairadaebak · 2 months
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Introduction to My Au David and His Bride
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I know most people know about @ghoulgeousimmaculate and @misslavenderlady Au and their boys' wives. I love their stories, which then inspired me to start my own Au! I wanted to make a story with a slightly traditional route because I want to be able to represent women from my culture as it is a beautiful culture and I would want to see how the boys go about it. I also will be making the wives here either Muslim (people who follow the Islamic path) or whatever religion you all believe the others would be.
_This occurs in Modern times, with cell phones, tablets, etc. and Michael had joined the boys willingly, even after seeing how monstrous they can be. He joined them the day (well night hehe) of the bonfire and slaughtered the few surfer Nazis that tried to escape.
-The boys and Michael first met Mahnoor (the woman in the picture) on the street when they walked past a small wedding hall and decided to crash it for free food. David felt a strong hand smack him on his shoulder and turned to see this beautiful woman staring at him with disdain. David claimed he had never seen a more beautiful woman in his life and instantly turned on his charm to try to win her over. Just between us, it did not work because she instantly kicked them out of the party by herself.
-The boys instantly fell for her and David could not let her get away! For a few weeks, David began to... "admire from afar" (aka stalk) the lovely lady, slowly realizing she is... soft and caring. He had witnessed her help out the communities around her, giving a lot of her paycheck to orphanages and homeless shelters, and she always had a smile on her face. Most people would assume that because she is like this, her home life must be horrible, but she has an even closer bond with her family than most would. She loved her parents and her 2 younger sibling as they loved her just as much. David felt... a bit jealous seeing how close her family was but nonetheless, he wanted her even more so time to take action!
- He first let himself be known where she worked, a small coffee shop where she was a baker. His go to order was a black coffee and some toffee cake that used to bake. See, David is not into sweet treats, but the cake was so delicious, he fell for her even more. Mahnoor, even though despised him in the beginning, felt herself all flustered and a little happy that he liked her cake as he kept coming back for more. The boys had started to come in slowly to the coffee shop for their own little treats; Marko and his love for hot chocolate pudding, Paul and his favorite chocolate brownies (though a bit upset for the lack of weed in them), Dwayne and his desire for the peanut butter and chocolate cheesecake, and Michael with the classic coffee crunch tres leches cake.
-Seeing the boys devour her desserts every other day, Mahnoor felt proud of her food and started to come out more from the back and just talk with them, get to know them a little more but she did get drawn to David more. She felt like David and her had the same thinking, since they are the eldest of their family and had more responsibilities than most. She had slowly gotten to know him more after work, usually hanging in the park or just simply walking to her house before her curfew hit. David would never admit it out loud but he really truly felt heard when he was around her and that melted his cold, undead heart. Sadly... something traumatic had to happen for him to finally and truly reveal what he and his boys are.
-Mahnoor was closing up for the night when a bunch of men were harassing her across the street. She usually ignores them as they have been there from the start of her opening of the shop but they have been getting more bold as they quickly cross the street and start to follow her, getting more inappropriate by the second. Mahnoor tried to quickly escape but was grabbed by her shirt and was tugged back by the group. They kept pushing her around, pulling on her shirt to try to rip it off as she screamed for help from somebody, until she saw 5 pairs of glowing yellow eyes in the alleyway. The... creatures moved so fast, ripping the men off of her as she heard screams of pain, the gushing of blood, and manic laughter from... the creatures that sound.. so much like the people she grew to love as she shut her eyes in fear. Once the screaming was gone, Mahnoor slowly opened her eyes to see the man she loves, his face morphed into a nasty snarl, his teeth and mouth covered in blood and his glowing yellow eyes. She gasped in fear when she slowly looked behind him to notice the boys... also covered in blood and have the same damn eyes.
-David did not know what to do, he wanted to explain to her before who he was and what kind of... creature they all were but the timing was never right! He did not know what to say to comfort her because... he never had to worry about some girl's feelings but... his heart aches for her. The boys, bless them, tried to deescalate the situation as much as they could, but... Mahnoor simply backed away and ran off home before they could even try to comfort her. David... let her run, not simply because he did not want to terrify her.... he himself was so terrified of seeing or hearing what she had thought of him.
-It had been several weeks since the incident and Mahnoor... well her heart was aching for someone she has not seen since the bloody mess. He has not come in to the coffee shop but his boys have... but only to get what they wanted and quickly leave. Even when they never asked for it, she always packed a small toffee cake for him... She felt hurt but she ached for him to come back... she wanted to see him yet was still terrified of the face she saw that night. That night, after closing the store up, she had gone to the Mosque and prayed for him, prayed to god asking if she should give him the chance, if he was truly the one for him. That night, she had gotten her answer when she left the mosque to see him in the flesh on his stupid bike he drives around town.
-He did not know what to say when her saw her, but he felt like he didn't have to for when she walked over to him, she hugged him oh so tightly. She called him a stupid demon for leaving her like that for which he quickly corrected her by saying he was a vampire, not demon. She smacked his chest when she pulled back before holding his hand, squeezing it a little as she told him that she did not care what he was... it would not stop her from loving him. David wanted to sweep and kiss her but he knew because she is a Muslim girl, he had to wait for that occasion so he kissed her forehead and whispered an I love you too.
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youremyheaven · 22 days
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Hello, this is for your slender session to add to your slut shaming : I’m krittika sun and I’m born into a Muslim family. I can’t have sex before marriage. I’m fighting demons everyday (the demons are hot men I can’t have sex with).
AJSJAKJSJS 😭😭😭
as someone who isn't getting any rn, I miss sexual intimacy SO BAD 😤😭it makes me cry to even think about it bc and idk if anybody else can relate but sex makes me stop thinking and stressing out, I just feel so loose limbed and happy 🥺🥺 I'm praying we all get the pleasure we deserve
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My name is Abraham, it's a pleasure to meet your acquaintance. I am the host of a plural system and a recent Muslim revert.
Original posts are tagged with #Abraham original: Hot off the press. I try to keep up with tagging trigger warnings, but I would recommend steering clear of my blog if you're sensitive to violence.
Tagging my queer platonic partner and best friend @heavenlyeden because her writing is amazing and I highly recommend it.
Also tagging my doppelganger and new arch-nemesis @disembowelmentonathursdaynight because it's the funniest meta bit ever.
Divider Sources: Ghosts • Bats
Below you will find a list of my creative writing pieces. I classify it under the internet centric genre of whump, but the usual genres are horror and fantasy.
I will enthusiastically write requests, though they will take anywhere from a day to a few months. Ongoing request list here.
Have fun and please heed the warnings at the start of chapters. They're there for a reason. Most of my work is disturbing, gorey, and/or sexual in nature.
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Ongoing
Blood Sacrifices
A brutal and charismatic vampire poses as Ve'Qren, the god of new life in a society practicing human sacrifice. He quickly cements himself as a god taken flesh and begins to manipulate and abuse the priests under his command. He takes a particularly twisted interest in the high priest, a man who would go any lengths necessary to serve his "god".
Sanctuary
A young man fleeing a cult takes up the offer to hide in the home of a strange vampire in exchange for his blood. He maintains a correspondence with his sister, and they disagree on what the best course of action is.
You can't Follow Your Heart if there's a Stake Through It
A vampire hunter with a long history of necrophilia falls in love with a vampire he's meant to kill, and kidnaps him in an attempt to see his feelings returned. The vampire, however, is anything but infatuated. Their relationships problems are made worse by a sizable language barrier and the hunter's horrified coworkers.
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On Hiatus
Divinity
A long abandoned god who once ruled over the beasts of the earth appears to his last devotee in the modern day, but with less than benevolent intentions.
Seasons in the Sun
The transgender son of a vampire tsar is married off to the human king of a neighboring nation where vampires are less than tolerated, in order to promote peace between their kinds.
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Finished
Our Man Flint
A rookie vampyr hunter named Flint travels to an abandoned castle in an attempt to win back the faded glory from his first slaying of a vampyr. But he gets in far over his head after being captured by his would-be victims, two vampyr men who care nothing for Flint's puritan beliefs.
Eden
A young man living a typical suburban life is kidnapped by an obsessive stalker, intent on keeping him as a pet. His plans of escape soon evaporate under the "pleasant" conditions, leaving him wondering why he ever wanted to leave in the first place.
Humanity's Collector
A human is kidnapped and brought to a pocket dimension by an eccentric entity, who collects human artifacts and has finally decided to keep a real human around as a plaything.
One-shots
A handful of short stories regarding various one-off characters.
Requests
Any writing requests that don't regard an existing series.
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LET’S TALK ABOUT MR. SADIK ADNAN AKA UNCLE DILF OF HETALIA
Sadık is an unique name. I never met a Sadık in my life. It means loyal. Adnan is usually a name, not a surname. It’s an old name, people don’t name their sons Adnan anymore. Both names are pretty masculine sounding. “Sadık” is pronounced S, A in dark, Dı is read the same as the word “the”, K is normal. Adnan is pretty easy, all As in our language are the same.
Sadiq is not a real name, we don’t have q in our alphabet. But I understand that people don’t know this so I forgive u guys 😙
Do I like his name? Tbh the first time I’ve seen it I didn’t, but I like it now. I can’t imagine him having a different name.
I have a few headcanons of him!!!
First of all, this man is LOUD. Like he is not shouting obv, but he talks loudly, energetically, and a little fast paced. He is extroverted, he can carry a conversation easily, and I can see him being “the dominant one” in a convo if it makes sense. Like u don’t have to worry about finding a topic bc Sadık naturally finds it.
His voice is deep.
He is friendly, but he doesn’t share his romantic life if it’s not a close friend. I can see him being close w Balkan countries, Bulgaria especially. A lot of Turks came to Turkey from Bulgaria in 50s and 90s (bc yk Ottoman Empire was there) But I think his personal relationship with Balkans doesn’t get affected by foreign policies. Bc fuck governments and politics. Anyways LOL. He is friends with Russia too. I read some RusTur fanfics? I don’t even know the name of the ship but it was fucking hot. He likes Europeans, Germany is his fave, but he isn’t close with them. Greece will have his own section 😉
He lives in Istanbul, in Anatolia side. He just can’t escape this city he loves it so much even tho it’s overpopulated.
He likes fishing like every uncle ever. He falls asleep in front of his TV like every dad. He loves drinking rakı and eating the fish he caught w it. He loves to eat, he has a dad bod. When he’s drinking he prepares the table like this n people go insane for it, also he always pays the meal’s bills. His hospitality has no limits like this man can die of hypothermia if it means his guests are warm and tucked in bed.
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He has ZERO drip 😔 he has a beard n a hairy body. Idk why but I can’t rlly imagine him with abs. Maybe Osmanlı (Im gonna use Turkish bc Ottoman Empire is so long bro) had an athletic body, but Mr. Turkey just doesn’t care.
He loveeees cooking. Ok so Turks hate takeouts unless u live alone. If u go to a Turkish household and suggest that u want to order a pizza they will act like u just cursed their entire family. Sadık is the same unless he eats kebap outside bc mmm kebap is yummy.
He is a Muslim, not a hardcore tho, he only practices it in Fridays the same way Christians go to church in Sundays.
LETS TALK ABOUT OSMANLI OMG. So yk Mr. Adnan is friendly softie etc etc. But Osmanlı was different! I think his personality changed after the Turkish War of Independence and the Republic has founded. He had to change himself, we the people had to change ourselves to fit the modern Western world.
But at it’s prime Sadık was crueler, focused on wars and fighting and conquering, making his Empire bigger. He has seen many things. Had to betray, manipulate. He was impatient, cunning, cynical. He was never cold though. I think he was always sincere, like yeah his words hurt but he was telling the truth. I don’t like portraying him evil, like a villain. He doesn’t have a bad heart. He knows how to have a good time if u are his friend.
I think he got THE drip bro. Like his clothes were the most expensive fabrics, sewn by the best tailors.
His sexuality hmmm well 🤔 I think he likes woman but Osmanlı was really gay at that time. Lots of gossips about bisexual Sultans. So I hc him as bi leaning to woman. He loves woman but he bedded many manyyyyy men yk. Especially when he was younger and sexier and he fucked some Sultans with their wives. Like casual not-so-secret threesomes in Has Oda, yeniçeri’s blushing listening outside of their door (Sultan’s main bedroom 😉) he probably wanted to sleep w women in harem too but he couldn’t 😔 no men were allowed inside.
I don’t ship TurGre. I’ve read fics, some I really like, but when I think about it I feel weird and uncomfortable. I like their dynamic as complicated frenemies. Sadık was never a parent to Hera. I think their dynamic was like Romano-Spain. Boss and ??? Child??? I think Hera never did housework though. Humans already did that. When Hera was little, he hated Sadık. But as he spent time w him, he liked him a little bit. Sadık taught him many things, but he never saw him as his “son” or “student” it’s just. It was a land under Osmanlı, and Sadık wanted to know him. He looked after him of course, and he enjoyed his company. Telling him stories, traveling Istanbul, talking philosophy. We all know Hera loves philosophy. I also think they didn’t spend a lot of time anyway, Sadık was too busy.
Today, they pretend to hate each other but they don’t actually hate each other?? Wowneifnifj. It’s like Turkey vs Greece memes. Like they make fun of each other but it’s teasing, it’s not mean, both went through so many things. They both suffered n they understand each other.
AND TURKEY TOUCHES PEOPLE. A LOT. He hugs n slaps n pokes. Hera is used to it. Turks are touchy in general, including men. No boundaries at all. I’m glad Hima put this in the comic :D
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Tastes Like shakkar sounds so good! What are your top 5 books with brown or desi characters?
I enjoyed Tastes Like Shakkar a lot more than I was expecting, and have relentlessly been shilling it ever since. It's such a solid romance, the sex was good, a lot of the desi family stuff (the concept of being a "family manager") really hit, but it never took away from the main romance. Also, it's always nice to feel "seen" in the books you read even though it's pretty rare for me, but since this was specifically about Indian-Americans in the NY-NJ area, I really felt that.
Here are books with desi rep apart from Tastes Like Shakkar that are in my top 5:
Wrong to Need You by Alisha Rai: I debated putting my other fave by Alisha, Serving Pleasure, on here but Wrong to Need You portrayed a less-troubled desi family dynamic than Serving Pleasure so I'm picking this. Sadia is a widowed single mom grappling with her attraction to her brother-in-law, Jackson who's just returned after a self-imposed exile related to a mysterious fire. The restrained tension between these two is so hot (ok maybe not entirely restrained; she doesn't recognize him when he first returns and nearly has sex with him lol). Also, Sadia, like Jiya below, subverts the passive Asian woman trope on multiple levels, and based on the dynamic between her and Jackson.
I also liked how Sadia's large, close-knit Pakistani-American family was portrayed; they may not see eye-to-eye all the time, but they love one another and are willing to learn and compromise.
Take a Hint, Dani Brown by Talia Hibbert: Zafir Ansari is truly a prince among men; him and Dani go viral for his rescue of her, and they start fake dating so his football charity can get some positive attention and donations. I like how Zafir was the romantic one among the two of them (and is a Bollywood romance fan, predictably), and is also great in the sack so... a winner, basically.
Also, Talia wrote this lovely exploration of grief (Zafir lost his dad and brother) and this really sweet relationship between Zafir and his SIL, and his family as a whole which I appreciated.
Sink or Swim by Tessa Bailey: I know Tessa has gotten a lot of flak for her portrayal of Latinx characters (which, deserved imo), and she's otherwise by and large stuck to writing white characters, but I can't deny she did pretty damn good job of writing Jiya and her family, who are desi, in this book. Here are my full thoughts on this.
The Roommate Risk by Talia Hibbert: Friends to lovers AND probably one of the only unrequited love books I'll ever recommend only because I love Jasmine so much (even while she's STRUGGLING to figure out that yes, Rahul has had feelings for her ever since she deflowered him on the... I wanna say library floor), and Rahul Khan is adorable and a stern, stern man who can absolutely get it. Similar to Zafir above, Rahul's dad also dies during the book (there's a lot of flashbacks) and Talia portrayed Muslim funeral customs and just the general family dynamics thoughtfully and in such an emotional way.
Hard Way by Katie Porter: lol my problematic fave because there are a few things that are just so weird in terms of rep: For one, the author keeps putting Sunita, the heroine, in "indian inspired" clothes, for example, some kind vaguely described professional suit inspired by a saree? Like, this woman is an attorney who works for a United States congressman. She's probably wearing a regular-ass suit like the rest of the people in that office. Also, her nickname in law school was the "Ice Queen of Bangalore" which was meant to be microaggressive, but the nickname literally makes 0 sense to me since she was raised in AMERICA, and considering half the Indians I know can't make the connection between being Kannadiga and possibly being from Bangalore, the capital of Karnataka, what are the chances these white mfs can, right? And the weird thing is, she narratively sort of "reclaims" her nickname, but it was such a cringe one to begin with and I don't even know why the authors bothered to put it in in the first place.
BUT Sunita is the only Kannadiga heroine I've ever read (I am. kannadiga, to clarify), she's a martial artist, she's struggling to work out her marriage with her husband (I'm a sucker for that shit), she's good with being kidnapped and zip-tied straight from the grocery store by her husband because it's a mutual fantasy, and she attends yakshagana performances (also very personal to me and my family)! Do you know how rare it is to see any of these things as far as brown heroines go? Maybe I have a lower bar for South Asian rep because there are so few romances that have South Asians who don't hate themselves/the culture AND have good sex scenes, but hopefully that will change as time goes on.
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hot take but not enough criticism is leveled on conservative muslim women by feminists and this infantilising attitude is annoying af. if we're gonna hold conservative anti abortion western women responsible for being complicit to women's oppression, why are we giving a break to women who think girls provoke men by not being covered up and all the misogynistic drivel islam preaches? sorry but im NOT forgetting the role isis brides played in the rapes of yazidi women taken as sex slaves by jihadi men...
I think the reason behind it might be they're seen as too oppressed and brainwashed that they can be forgiven for their complicity, or at least not criticized enough. I also think there's something orientalist about it since they basically say these women couldn't know better because islamists brainwashed them to believe they're doing the right thing, as if they're less likely to still have a will of their own and understanding of basic human decency (rape is bad). I myself haven't seen much of it, so I can't really speak much about it. If you have links I'd love to be more educated though!!
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halalgirlmeg · 5 months
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I'm you know trying to get on my deen and whatnot irl and online so I been following more Muslims on like tiktok and stuff but of course thst brings about marriage content and I just...we really have to do better about raising the next generation of people because I've never seen the most naive hot takes surrounding marriage from men AND women
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Tafsir Ibn Kathir: Surah Al-Nahl Ayah 68-69
In the Name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful.
16:68 And your Lord inspired the bee, saying: "Take you habitations in the mountains and in the trees and in what they (humans) erect.''
16:69 "Then, eat of all fruits, and follow the routes that your Lord made easy (for you).''
There comes forth from their bellies, a drink of varying colors, in which there is a cure for men.
There is indeed a sign in that for people who reflect.
In the Bee and its Honey there is Blessing and a Lesson
Allah says,
And your Lord inspired the bee, saying: "Take you habitations in the mountains and in the trees and in what they (humans) erect. Then, eat of all fruits,
What is meant by inspiration here is guidance.
The bee is guided to make its home in the mountains, in trees and in structures erected by man.
The bee's home is a solid structure, with its hexagonal shapes and interlocking forms there is no looseness in its combs. Then Allah decrees that the bee will have permission to eat from all fruits and to follow the ways which Allah has made easy for it, wherever it wants to go in the vast spaces of the wilderness, valleys and high mountains. Then each bee comes back to its hive without swerving to the right or left, it comes straight back to its home where its offspring and honey are. It makes wax from its wings, and regurgitates honey from its mouth, and lays eggs from its rear, then the next morning it goes out to the fields again.
and follow the routes of your Lord made easy (for you), Qatadah and Abdur-Rahman bin Zayd bin Aslam said:
"This means, in an obedient way,''
understanding it to be a description of the route of migration.
Ibn Zayd said that this is like the Ayah:
And We have subdued them for them so that some they may ride and some they may eat. )36:72(
He said:
"Do you not see that they move the bees' home from one land to another, and the bees follow them!''
The first opinion is clearly the more likely, as it describes the routes that the bees follow, i.e., `follow these routes as they are easy for you.'
This was stated by Mujahid.
Ibn Jarir said that both opinions are correct.
There comes forth from their bellies, a drink of varying colors, wherein is healing for men.
meaning, honey, that is white, yellow, red, or of other good colors, depending on the different things that the bees eat.
in which there is a cure for men.
meaning there is a cure in honey for diseases that people suffer from.
Some of those who spoke about the study of Prophetic medicine said that;
if (Allah) had said, `in which there is the cure for men', then it would be the remedy for all diseases,
but He said, `in which there is a cure for men', meaning that it is the right treatment for every "cold'' disease, because it is "hot'', and a disease should be treated with its opposite.
Al-Bukhari and Muslim recorded in their Sahihs from Qatadah from Abu Al-Mutawakkil Ali bin Dawud An-Naji from Abu Sa`id Al-Khudri that;
a man came to the Messenger of Allah and said, "My brother is suffering from diarrhea.''
He said (Give him honey to drink).
The man went and gave him honey, then he came back and said, "O Messenger of Allah! I gave him honey to drink, and he only got worse.''
The Prophet said,
Go and give him honey to drink.
So he went and gave him honey, then he came back and said, "O Messenger of Allah! it only made him worse.''
The Prophet said,
Allah speaks the truth and your brother's stomach is lying. Go and give him honey to drink.
So he went and gave him honey, and he recovered.''
It is reported in the Two Sahihs from A'ishah, may Allah be pleased with her, that the Messenger of Allah used to like sweet things and honey.
This is the wording of Al-Bukhari, who also reported in his Sahih from Ibn Abbas that the Messenger of Allah said:
Healing is to be found in three things:
• the cut made by the cupper, or
• drinking honey, or
• in branding with fire (cauterizing),
but I have forbidden my Ummah to use branding.
There is indeed a sign in that for people who reflect.
meaning in the fact that Allah inspires this weak little creature to travel through the vast fields and feed from every kind of fruit, then gather it for wax and honey, which are some of the best things, in this is a sign for people who think about the might and power of the bee's Creator Who causes all of this to happen.
From this they learn that He is the Initiator, the All-Powerful, the All-Wise, the All-Knowing, the Most Generous, the Most Merciful.
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