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yasashii-leaf · 6 months

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#my art #y/n #reader #assassin's creed #altair ibn la'ahad #altair x reader #hijab #hijabi reader #Altaïr ibn la'ahad x reader

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ithseem · 6 months

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Hijabi MC Shenanigans+Headcanons in Saligia

Guy

Guy: *tries to kiss MC in the beginning*

MC, punching him: NO KISSING

Toa

Toa: This has absolutely no alcohol content. Have you ever HAD wine before?

MC: No, nor do I ever plan to because my religion STRICTLY FORBIDS EVEN GOING NEAR THE STUFF

Toa:

Fenn

MC be dodging his advances like a Bollywood action movie protagonist

Roy

MC: At least I can have some semblance of normalcy

Lynt

Lynt tryna use her as a pillow, but she politely declines, since her religion forbids her from coming into contact with men

Other Things That May or May Not Have Happened

MC draping her duvet over her head as a makeshift hijab when unexpected visitors come

MC gets caught washing her feet in the sink for wudhu

MC feeling incredibly disoriented bc she has no idea which way the Qiblah (the direction of the Kabah in Mecca) is, so offering prayer is a nightmare and a half

MC lowkey upset bc the Quran does not exist in Saligia (iirc). And Lou wishes he could help

Rio and Thoma getting worried about MC during Ramadhan (whenever that is. It's super stressful not knowing when the Islamic calendar lines up with the calendar here) bc she's going from dawn till dusk without food or drink for a month

MC happily answering her friends' questions about her religion (they are genuinely curious)

MC's S-Rank friends apologizing for what they did in the first few chapters (I cannot be certain if they fully understand the true ramifications of what they've done, but they feel bad regardless, since they don't like to see MC upset)

Lance would be genuinely curious about her religion also and try to make a safe space for her (Lance doesn't discriminate, a person in need of a safe space is a person in need of a safe space)

Sherry and Violet go shopping with MC often and they often find some really cute and modest clothes for her

J*sper is normal in this AU, so he actually respects her religion

Tino freaks out and profusely apologizes whenever he accidentally makes something haram to eat for her. Knight would also do the same

Grayson wondering why she only eats fruits and vegetables here, and she tell him that she is not sure if the meats are halal, and she does not want to take any chances and accidentally eat something haram

to all the hijabi CoD players, I write this for you

#court of darkness #ithseem writes #guy avari #toa qelsum #roy invidia #lynt akedia #fenn luxure #rio voleri #lance ira #jasper lane #grayson hotz #sherry invidia #violet muller cod knight #cod thoma #muslim mc #muslim reader #hijabi #hijabi reader #court of darkness x reader

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itz-amani · 5 months

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Random art to post

Silly ugly art

#true form sukuna #hijabi reader #sukuna x reader #sukuna fluff #art #sillyposting #silly #shitpost #artwork #artist on tumblr #im an idiot #sukuna fanart #jjk fanart

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yandere-toons · 9 months

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I'm just imagining Brock as my own personal bodyguard against the islamophobes lol.

For sure. He's not taking flak from anyone, so you won't either.

If you wear a hijab and someone tries to mess with it or get aggressive with you because of it, Brock will break their hand in an instant. Do they have something nasty to say? Brock will beat them into the dirt.

It doesn't matter when, where or who. He takes his role seriously, and this is a line he will not have anyone crossing.

#Yandere #Yandere x You #Yandere x Reader #Muslim Reader #Brock Samson #Venture Bros #The Venture Bros #Yandere The Venture Bros #Yandere Brock Samson #Hijabi Reader #Yandere Imagines #Yandere Concept #Imagines #Brock Samson x Reader #The Venture Bros x Reader #Reader Insert

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ffsg0jo · 2 years

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[23:11] - SAKUSA KIYOOMI -- masterlist

sakusa doesn't think he's ever seen such beauty before, in all the years of him being alive, not once. he bashfully takes a peek at you, cheeks heating up and eyes glittering in awe. the way your hijab has been so elegantly and perfectly wrapped around your head, the colour suiting your skin tone perfectly. sakusa bites back a giggle as he revels in the way he can look at you once, twice and even thrice more. savouring every glance he can, before you catch on to him.

he debates on moving closer to you, pressing his thigh against yours, pulling your mendhi covered palm into his to hold onto forever, however long forever may last. he wants to hold your face ever so gently in his hands, the whole world in his palms, impossibly close to his own. he wants to feel your soft breath mingle with his moments before he presses his lips against yours.

he never thought he’d want to be this close to anyone, but sakusa was getting restless at the thought of finally being able to hug you, to kiss your cheek, of you hugging back. he never thought he’d want to be touched by anyone so bad, but he figures you’re the exception.

finally, you turn to look at him, with a smile, finding him already staring at you with a blush on his face.

‘like what you see omi?’ you giggle, turning into a laugh when you see his blush intensify at the nickname you gave him and being caught. sakusa looks down in slight shame and fiddles with his fingers. you decide not to push him any further, opting to reach out for his hand instead.

you gently hold his fingers between yours and sakusa looks up, feeling the sparks jolt through him, his eyes locking with yours. another smile graces sakusa’s face. he’s never smiled this much in a day, he thinks to himself. and here you are being the cause of every single one.

sakusa grips onto your fingers tighter and pulls your hand firmly into his, lifting it up to press a kiss to the back of your hand. you feel warmth spreading from where his lips touched to the rest of your body, and now, it’s your turn, for your face to heat up and look away. for the millionth time that day, sakusa beamed, from ear to ear.

he couldn't wait to spend the rest of his life with you, his wife.

* this is a repost from my old blog with minor edits !! *

#🌻.sunspell #🌻.haikyuu #🌻.fluff #muslim reader #hijabi reader #haikyuu #hq #spirithub #tahonet #tht.sinta #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #sakusa kiyoomi #kiyoomi sakusa #sakusa x reader #kiyoomi sakusa x reader #sakusa kiyoomi x reader

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pogueswrld · 2 years

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once again I'm on my robin buckley with a hijabi gf brain rot so here's a lil idea that just came to mind:

so robin and y/n are with steve & eddie on babysitting duty for dustin, lucas & max and let's say they're running in the forest from the cops or maybe jason's group or whatever. whatever the reason that has them running, y/n perhaps ran a bit too hard that a strand escaped her hijab. like maybe there's loose hair on the front of her face and it's not big enough for her to notice it but if you stare at her face for a minute you can definitely see it— and then figure out the color of her hair.

so she doesn't notice, and they all stop to take a breath and steve is checking on the kids with eddie on his knees as he wheezes— he's not used to running miles this fast. then robin turns around to check on y/n in her adorable rolled up mom jeans and her favorite plain t-shirt that's hidden under a striped button up, her hijab is tucked under the t-shirt and her neck and hands are adorned with silver necklaces and cute rings that fit barely halfway into her fingers.

robin almost stops breathing all together, but then y/n looks up to her, barely breathing, and gives her a goofy grin that makes her heart leap. then robin notices it, the single strand of hair just casually loose at the front of her hijab and she doesn't know how to tell her, she's afraid she might be so embarrassed she'll just take off by herself, so instead she approaches her and cups her cheeks in her hands.

y/n is stunned, she almost thinks robin is about to kiss her —and oh how much she'd appreciate that— but then her eyes dart behind her to see steve raising his eyebrows at the two of them and she almost wishes the ground would just swallow the both of them up, then she feels robin's breath fanning across her cheeks and she's suddenly weak at the knees and all she wants to do is just melt into her embrace.

she doesn't even realize what robin is doing until she feels her slander, long fingers push her hair back into her hijab, her back against the boys so they wouldn't see her and it's y/n's turn for her heart to leap. if only they weren't surrounded by people, maybe she'd have the courage to press her lips against the taller girl in front of her. if only.

she almost tears up and she visibly melts into her cold touch— something about robin's hands always being cold to the touch, y/n doesn't mind. as long as she gets to hold them and keep them warm for her. her eyelids flutter open only slightly and robin is reminded of a butterfly, and how y/n's eyes were like a warm day in summer, one of the good ones. how they're so welcoming and inviting she desires to spend the rest of her days just staring at them. she thinks about how this girl in front of her reminds her of all things sweet and lovely and all the good times in the world, how she'd spend the rest of her life holding her and she'd never complain because that in itself is heavenly.

the sigh that escapes robin is almost a whimper, almost a cry for a dream that can possibly never happen, but it is still a dream. one she clutches so tight in her heart and prays everyday to have in her arms.

before it gets weird, and before eddie and the kids notice, robin pulls away and it's entirely too soon for y/n that she reaches out slightly to hold her wrist, a silent beg to not let go of her, to not leave her. and robin tilts her head at the her, a lopsided grin plasters at her face and she wraps an arm around y/n's shoulders, her freckles clear in the sunlight, and she tugs her towards whatever direction dustin sat off to.

it maybe is a dream, but it's one they're both willing to dream about for years to come.

#robin buckley #robin buckley x reader #robin buckley x y/n #robin buckley x you #haddie's wlw content #muslim reader #hijabi reader #poc reader #woc reader

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kiatheinsomniac · 2 years

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Ezio meets the reader who is a hijabi :)

notes: this is my first time writing a hijabi reader and I've love some feedback/ constructive criticism! I'd love to give my hijabi readers some rep with their favs if I can <3

characters: Ezio Auditore

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Older Ezio would definitely not feel the need to ask any questions as he travelled quite a bit and it would be very surprising for him to not have learned about the significance of a hijab in that time so he really doesn't bat an eye, understands the hijab's importance to you and respects you without a single question asked

Ezio's a very friendly and extroverted guy in his youth so I think that he would approach people as potential friends, regardless of their appearance or way of dressing (so let's imagine you meet Ezio in his youth while you were staying in Firenze for this one)

He would want to tour you around his favourite places of his beloved city, perhaps try to warm you up to him by buying you a gift from the market and he befriends you this way, the two of you continuing to spend time together

He asks about the hijab eventually and he's very open minded and accepting of the fact that your faith gives you the choice to wear the hijab for Allah - it's not exactly an unfamiliar concept to him as Italy was very Catholic at the time and nuns veil for similar reasons

Eventually, your birthday was coming up and he wanted to get you a gift so, with Claudia's help (because he wanted a girl's opinion lol) he got you a bouquet of flowers and some pins and clips that he picked out to match the colours he'd already seen you wear and any signature jewellery that you might have

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#ezio auditore x reader #ezio auditore fanfiction #young ezio auditore #ezio auditore da firenze #ezio auditore #ezio auditore x you #ezio auditore x hijabi reader #hijabi reader #assassins creed #assassins creed x reader #assassins creed fanfiction #assassins creed fanfic #ezio auditore headcanons #assassins creed headcanons

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saber-monet · 3 months

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leeluvschannie · 5 months

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: ̗̀➛ cute mini-mood of my favs x hijabi! s/o ⊹

Author's note ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚: as a hijabi girly I really loved the idea of making cute lil mood boards of soobie boobie, innie & channie w/ a hijabi s/o

☆ the mini-moods are free for use, just please reblog & give me credits! If you'd like me to make you a customized personal mood board please reblog/ personally DM me!

SOOBIE BOOBIE (SOOBIN- TXT)

INNIE WINNIE (I.N- STRAY KIDS)

CHANNIE (BANG CHAN- STRAY KIDS)

Hope you like them! :)

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assassins-and-hidden-blades · 2 years

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Idk if this is weird but can you do an Ezio x Reader where the reader is a hijabi, and everything is platonic?

(if this is too specific sorry!!)

(No it’s not too specific at all! In fact, I got a bit stumped here; I hope this is okay — hopefully I can write a hijabi!reader fic one day. For now, I hope this world building drabble(?) is okay!)

Ezio greatly respects you for wearing a hijab. Some of your fondest memories include browsing for new fabrics to bring to Leonardo together. He himself does not align to any religion, but he would do whatever he can to support your dedication to yours.

He works with the painter to produce robes that are lightweight and comfortable, yet still to your liking. They remind you of home. He never asks, he never wonders… he asks questions out of curiosity relating to your hijab and you’re more than happy to answer.

One time when dismounting a roof beside a tree, your hijab got caught on a branch. Ezio saw your predicament and immediately gave you his cape to cover your head while he fixed his eyes on the branch in question. When he had freed the fabric, he turned his back to you, giving you a form of cover from prying eyes so you could readjust it. Not once did he turn around, but occasionally asked if everything was okay.

You tapped his shoulder to signal that you were ready, and he looked at you with a warm smile. “Grazie, Ezio.” You returned his cape to him.

“Of course. Maybe we should keep our distance from trees in the future.”

#i hope this works!#hijabs are beautiful #i wish I knew more about the hijab to be able to create realistic experiences for a character #where can I find every day anecdotes about hijabi women?#I’m basing this kind of off that wholesome football video where a football player’s hijab came off and her football team came to cover her #while she put it back on #ezio auditore x f!reader #Ezio auditore #assassin’s creed x f!reader #assassin’s creed #assassin’s creed x reader #ezio auditore x reader #x reader

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slutforsnow · 2 months

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Hey! I asked for a Coriolanus x Hijabi reader, I was wondering if you got that? Ty!! Love your work btw.

- 🎀

Yeah I got it, dw!! I'm just doing some research + moving into my new house!! It's taking me a while to learn about Hijabi people but dw, it'll get done :)

#apollos asks #i just wanna get Hijabi!reader correct and not offend anyone as i #am not Hijabi :3

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yasashii-leaf · 5 months

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FLUFFY HAIR ALTAÏR WTH

Pillow

"WTH" ?

#my art #y/n #reader #altaïr ibn la'ahad #Altaïr x reader #assassin's creed #hijabi reader #altair x reader #Altaïr ibn la'ahad x reader

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ninasixthgun · 1 year

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Muslim/Hijabi x Stranger Things S4 Fic

Author: Hello. This is my first fic ever. I have always liked writing but never tried it in this format before. So, please I am open to your opinions and any comment. I wanted to write a reader/character where it would be rare to find in the 80s, but it could include a lot of diversity and interesting turns to the show. This an SFW fic, so there is no warning for that matter. I hope you enjoy it.

The reader moves out from the big cities to Hawkins, hopefully, to find more stability in her life and less discrimination and racism. The first day of class was as expected. Alone and lost all the time, everyone did their own thing. However, she looked very different and stood out a bit from the crowd due to her appearance, especially among the popular kids.

After the first day, she avoids the cafeteria and instead goes to the back of the school where she sits behind the building, there she reads and does some meditation to lower her nervousness. While in her meditation state, with her eyes closed, she hears some steps. Looks to her right and finds some black pants, am I in trouble? She thought.

‘’Hey. Are you ok?. For a moment, I thought you were asleep and you were about to miss the whole period’’. She looks up and finds an older guy, someone who shouldn´t be at school at this point of he is a student.

‘’Uh…Yeah. I was just relaxing. You know how the first days of school can be heh’’. She says nervously. ‘’What exactly were you doing? It looked like you were high as..well, you looked like you were on cloud 9’’.

This time he seemed more nervous like he wanted to joke around…’’Hmm, well I basically like to meditate’’. I look at my hands back again, hoping he would make fun of me. ‘’Oh really? Like Buddha stuff?’’

It caught my surprise when he moves next to me sitting on the floor. ‘’Well, not exactly, I personally don’t share anything with Buddhism. I don’t know if you can tell of my way of dressing’’.

He looks at me intently, making me feel intimidated. Is he judging me? Why is he squinting his eyes like that? By my reaction he smiles and looks away. ‘’If I am honest, you remind me of a nun’’. All my blood goes to my face, how dare he?!.

‘’For your information, I am not married to Jesus!’’. His reaction is priceless, he holds his hand to his mouth trying to shut his laugh. ‘’It seems that I broke your relaxation state further more now, lady…’’. He has manners despite his looks. See, never judge a book based on the cover.

I tell him my name. ‘’Enchanté, I am Eddie’’. He smiles and proceeds to stand up and walks around thinking. ‘’See, your name doesn’t fit you all, it's too…how can I describe it…I was expecting a name that you would do justice to your vibe’’.

‘’What kind of vibe?’’ At this point, if he said anything racist ugh. ‘’You give me the vibes of a spiritual fighter, someone who would talk to the moon and have extraordinary healing powers ’’. He exaggerates with a deep voice like he was reading a fantasy book.

His acting is making me more comfortable talking to new people. I confess. ‘’I am into fantasy too, you know. I go by the classic greek stories lately’’. ‘’Well, my colleagues and I run a club, where all the magic happens, You should come by later and I can introduce you to some nice people’’. He said trying to tempt me.

‘’It sounds too good to be true, are you sure it’s not a trap you are setting me for?’’. Puts his hands in the air near his chest ‘’You can ask for a refund, I promise’’. I guess this is an invitation I shouldn’t let pass.

P.S: I am trying to continue the story, and make it even more action-like. Let me know your thoughts :3. Peace and Love, sweethearts.

#eddie munson x female reader #eddie x reader #eddie fluff #stranger things x reader #stranger things fic #hijabi #muslim #muslim reader #eddie munson fic

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queenpiranhadon · 1 month

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𖤓⎸⎸ 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 ⎸⎸𖤓

A/N: You all voted on this poll, and this poll, and this poll, and after a LOT of voting, I present you this :) BIG thanks to @that-multi-fandom-hijabi for beta reading this go follow her writing acc rn (@novaaaaaa-writes). Here's my masterlist! Divider made by @cafekitsune

Warning(s): Enemies to lovers trope, mentions of burning, stabbing, blood, bad descriptions of both fire of water (ice, snow ?) bending, Zuko is whipped, just a little confused about it, reader is a baddie, water benders unite (not me tho), reader is GN but written with f!reader in mind, reader looks non-threatening, is underestimated a lot, this takes place at the end of season one, I think that's it

Pairing: Prince Zuko x GN!Reader

“You shouldn’t be here” you glare, your gaze sending shivers down his spine.

But that could just be because of all the snow and ice surrounding the both of you.

The fire prince remains unfazed though, his amber eyes sweeping over your form- assessing the threat you posed.

He could take you down in seconds.

Zuko doesn’t respond to your jab though, because he knew you were wrong. He had to be here, it was the only way he could finally receive his father’s favor- as the heir and as the son of Firelord Ozai. It was his duty, his honor.

And he wasn’t going to let a non-threatening waterbender get in the way of that.

Reaching back, he unsheathes his dual swords, the glint of the waning moonlight reflecting the dangerous glint in his eye.

And yet you didn’t back down.

Pooling some water from your waterskin, you assumed the stance you had trained yourself to take whenever you honed your skills. One with the water, one with the ice.

‘Power should flow, not force itself” Master Pakku had told you once.

People had always underestimated your skills, saying you were better suited for healing. But after showing Master Pakku how you could use your bending to control the falling snow around you, he gave you a chance.

He had told you to let the power settle in your body before releasing, instead of forcing it out immediately. Conceal and then control.

You met Zuko’s fiery gaze with an icy one of your own. You were going to protect your home.

With a yell, you form flurries of snow, whipping around your form as you channel your strength to change the form of your flurry, snow turning to water, water turning to sharp daggers of pure ice.

Zuko scowls, setting his hands ablaze and you run at each other, fire meeting ice.

Time slows down, as the intensity of your elements picks up, until all you could hear was the steady thump – thump – thump – of your heart, and the roar of crystalline knives swirling around you.

Flames lick the side of your leg, wincing as the raw burn of the fire sears through your skin in white-hot pain. Razor sharp icy shards cut into Zuko’s skin, finding chinks in his armor, piercing his flesh and drawing blood.

The snow beneath the both of you was dotted red now, both of you staring at each other, panting heavily.

“You really shouldn’t be here.” you repeat again, but this time, it was barely a whisper, swallowing down tears as the cold wind of the Northern Water Tribe stung your gaping wounds.

Zuko growls, grunting in pain as he pulls a shard of ice out of his skin. “I don’t take orders from a little waterbender” he spat, venom dripping from his words.

You reciprocate with a snide comment of your own. “This ‘little waterbender’ just sunk 5 icicles into your skin.”

Zuko was just about ready to tear your head off, hands igniting with vermillion flames before you collapse, the burns along your thigh and calf were much more severe than either of you realized.

You choke out a sob of pain but keep your control of the water left in your waterskin. You couldn’t die, not today, and not at the hands of the prince of the Fire Nation.

Zuko’s heart throbs unexpectedly, the look on your face too familiar for comfort. The face of someone who worked so desperately hard, only for all that effort to go down the drain. But he didn’t care for you. He couldn’t- couldn’t grow attachment to a non-threatening waterbender. Yet you sat there on the snow, dotted with blood, with that raw look in your eyes. His flames extinguished, without him meaning to.

You flinched as he threw his swords down frustrated, impaling themselves into the nearby snow mound, standing straight up.

He stomps over to you, and you frantically move back, but your leg flares up in pain again, and you yelp, hissing in pain.

“Stop moving, you’ll make it worse.” he says, glaring at you, but not as intensely as he had before.

You want to scream, kick him, punch him, anything, but your body betrays you as he sweeps you up into his arms, carrying you to the nearest place he can find, where he can keep you safe. You feel his strong arms hook under your knees and under your back, holding you securely to his firm chest. Even through his armor, he radiates warmth, a gentle heat, unlike the flames he threw at you merely minutes ago.

He hates this, with every fiber in my being, his voice screaming at him to drop you and burn your frail body to a crisp, vengeance for the blood dripping from his own body, but he keeps moving, step after painstaking step.

You try to stay awake, you really do, yet channeling so much energy from your battle, the numb throb in your lower leg, and the comforting heat radiating off the fire prince who refuses to look at you, you slip into unconsciousness.

Zuko feels a weight press against his chest, and he huffs, honey-colored eyes catching onto the details of your face, the curve of your nose, the apples of your cheeks, the slight pout of your lips as you nuzzle into his armor unintentionally, how pretty you were when you were at peace.

He stops himself there, reprimanding himself for thinking such things. He can’t have feelings for the enemy.

And yet, even as he and his troops head home, battle wearing and dejected from the loss of a major battle, Zuko can’t help but think about his little waterbender.

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When you wake up, the kind woman tending to you tells you all about the mysterious and handsome man who carried your sleeping form across the entire Northern Water Tribe because he didn’t know where the healing center was.

#zuko x reader #zuko x you #atla zuko #fire lord zuko #prince zuko #zuko #avatar of the last airbender #atla #prince zuko x reader #prince zuko x you #prince zuko x y/n #water bender reader #help 'power should flow not force itself'??#I have mixed thoughts about this #zuko x y/n #avatar the last airbender #zuko avatar #zuko avatar the last airbender

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jaylver · 5 months

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LOVE AT FIRST SPEED — L.HS (TEASER!)

SYNOPSIS: World champion, record breaker, winner of hundreds of races, what does Lee Heeseung want other than that? Apparently, love. Being the greatest doesn't mean that he's doing well. Even though there were many girls already lining up for him, he knew none of them were truly sincere. Constantly alone and devoid of love, he craves it unconditionally. That was until everything changed when he met you, his new next door neighbour that doesn’t even know he’s a famous f1 racer. (subjected to change)

OR! in which a world champion tries scoring the girl next door.

PAIRINGS: F1 driver!heeseung x afab!reader

GENRE: strangers/neighbours to lovers, love at first sight, formula one au, sports au, romance

WARNING(S): profanities, heeseung is a certified loverboy, partying (more to be added)

RELEASE DATE: READ HERE

TAGLIST CLOSED.

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– MONTE CARLO, MONACO, 2023

Lee Heeseung was drunk.

Going out with the boys was probably a mistake. Look, it was off season and everyone was back in Monaco, so it definitely sounded like a great idea to go out for a night out, right? Wrong.

Letting Jay, Jake, Sunghoon, Yeonjun and some of the other drivers drag him to a well known club in the city was his first mistake of the night. The second was accepting all of the shots they offered, acting as if the celebrations of him winning his third world championship wasn’t over yet. The alcohol that took over his senses only made him stumble to the dance floor, dancing wildly with girls surrounding him, not giving a care if a camera was capturing everything. That was his third mistake.

By the end of the night, every one of them were equally shitfaced. It wasn’t a great look, and he was sure their personal trainers weren’t going to be happy at all. Heeseung, in particular, was taking it better than the rest, though still slurring and stumbling around, at least he managed to tell his address fully to the taxi driver.

Getting dropped off at the lobby looking absolutely destroyed was humbling. He kept his head low, reminding himself that he had a reputation to maintain and went for the elevator, pressing the number of his floor. He was leaning against the wall, holding it for support as he slowly sobered up, trying his best to feel around his body for his keycard.

“Fuck,” he cursed out, unable to remember where it was with that hazy mind of his.

The elevator stopped at his floor with a ‘ding’, grabbing his attention from his ongoing search for the moment. He trudged along the quiet hallway, dragging his feet and mumbling his regrets. One thing’s for sure was that he should not rely on Jake for claiming it was a ‘light party’. Light party my ass.

Standing in front of his door to the apartment, he was dying to get in and crash into his comfortable bed. However, he remembered what he was struggling to find: his keycard. God, why me, he thought.

His head was beginning to spin and it was not helping. He was slipping his hand into his back pockets, shirt pockets that didn’t even exist because he’s wearing a button up, then his socks, which was absolutely insane. No, Lee Heeseung was turning insane. At one point, he let out a sigh and leaned his head on his door, swearing that he was about to collapse out of fatigue.

“Uh—are you okay?” Was that a voice coming from the pits of his head? It couldn’t be, it was a woman’s voice. “Mister?”

Heeseung turned around in a blink of an eye, almost letting out a yelp in shock when his eyes landed on you. Even in his drunken daze, he was still able to make out how pretty you were. There you were, standing in a party dress that was enough to tell him you were out clubbing too, makeup that was intact and heels in one hand, creating a small height difference between him and you.

“Huh?” That was probably the dumbest thing he could let out at that moment. Wake up, he cursed at himself. “You’re not that old lady,”

“She moved away,” you guessed he was referring to the old lady that sold you her apartment, the one that was next to this … guy. “I’m guessing you were not here a few months ago to even realise I’m your new neighbour?”

Well, no, Heeseung was busy winning his championship in Abu Dhabi during then.

He didn’t say that though, instead he shrugged, liking the fact that you were oblivious he was someone well known. “I travel for work, so not really. My apologies,”

“I see,” you nodded your head, continuously cautious, he could see that. “Do you have trouble entering your own home?”

��What makes you think that?”

“You were searching for something—even in your socks,”

“Oh,” he licked his lips, currently embarrassed. “I—uh—don’t know where my keycard is,”

“Have you searched your pockets?”

“Yes,”

“Wallet?”

Heeseung paused. “No …”

“Try searching, I’m sure it’s there somewhere,” you were so confident in saying that, which made Heeseung uneasy and doubtful. How would you know it was there and he didn’t?

You pulled out your own keycard, pressing against the sensor and your door unlocked with a click, but before you went in and left Heeseung behind, you scrunch your nose up. “You should probably sober up … and also wash away the perfumes on your shirt. It’s heavy,”

Once you shut your door, Heeseung scoffed. He lowered his head to the sleeves of his button up shirt and inhaled, the smell of perfumes from the girls he danced with clung to the fabric desperately. He hated that you weren’t completely wrong. Then, he reached for his wallet, rolling his eyes at your voice in his head, but was once proven right again when he saw his glistening keycard there. For fuck’s sake.

Now, he was guessing he probably set a bad impression on you, making you think he was some stupid womaniser. Gosh, the way your eyes narrowed at him was burnt into his mind.

Heeseung was not getting much sleep that night.

. . . to be continued !

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hey, i just wanted to say that i absolutely adored your hijabi rep!! i’m hijabi and it’s super hard to find even a little bit of representation in the fanfic community (especially in stranger things fanfics). so thank you so much and have a great day‼️

I am so glad you enjoyed them!!! I make ‘em especially for us deprived babes </3 I’m more than happy to write more, and I absolutely adore every hijabi!reader piece I’ve ever written 🤭🫶🏼

#hijabi reader #haddie rambles #answered #in case y’all didn’t know #I’m hijabi #<3

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