#ammare

[askthehiddencaste]

It's Time

Sallom sleepy the pyrite grub grumbled to himself, looking around from the half burnt corner of carpet he had claimed so long ago. need dark.... He chittered softly and took a few steps towards the chair in the kitchen before standing still where he was. mama make there bright..... He turned again, trying to stop the yawn that had his eyes screwing themselves shut before opening them and settling on something he hadn't noticed before. A box with a hole just small enough for him to crawl into dark......seepy..... Sallom scurried himself into the box and sniffed around lightly. Inside there was an old blanket, and once he was inside the space quickly rose in temperature due to his own natural heat. warm.........seepy now

With that last thought, Sallom worked himself into a cocoon, the barest flash of silk being seen hiding that last little space of light from where he had crawled in. He would be found soon enough by Shuska, though for the first time she wouldn't cry for missing her child, knowing what was to come, knowing she had someone at her side who would understand and sit with her should she start to miss her little one. "Avonis..... I think he's gone to sleep finally" she hummed softly, stepping back out into the library with a whisper to her mate.

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Ammare

mama go nini.....me too Ammare crawled out of the nest she had been napping with Ashoal for the past little while. She could tell he was sad, but she was so, so sleepy. The little jade had been searching out her special space for the past few nights, knowing she would have to get herself bundled up before Ashoal woke up. dada manket.....papa hair..... Tiny legs struggled to carry their owner as she dragged an extra hip scarf that Rutaci had left in the nest room as well as a hair ribbon from Viktor. She had been slowly amassing her nest behind Ashoal's standing garden, the little flowers and plants speaking to her in a soft whisper that urged her to sleep. nini mama..... i seepy too.... papa an dada make happies. go seep wif dems Ammare completed her little nest atop one of Ashoal's sweaters, a tired little smile on her lips. she would be safe here, surrounded by what made her happy. Ash would wake up a while later, curiously calling out for his grub only to spot the bright strands of silk intertwined with vines and leaves. He wasn't ready for her to be gone so soon, but with a heavy heart he went out to warn his mates that they would be a family of three for the next little while. ~~~~~~~~~

Mentioned: Avonis and Rutaci belong to @memurfevur Viktor belongs to @stuckstucktrolls

[memurfevur-archive]

fun fact, when he goes to bed sometimes rutaci is too excited to sleep because he wants to play with ammare and make her laugh

hes already dozed off with her nestled in his arms. theres probably a picture of it on someone’s phone

rutaci a d o r e s her and really really wishes ammare and novalx could meet rn

[dailymikeymadison]

mikey madison with her fellow scream (2022) castmates

[vyorei]

Grandfather and ambulance driver Ammar Khalid Massarweh, whose grandson was taken after sustaining injury via the IOF 7 months ago, says Palestinians have had to pay a very high price for the release of their people

[nofatclips]

Wormwood, a short film by Matthieu Dupille, Chenhe Liu, Philémon Martin, Ninon Quemener, Alexander Vanderplank , Binlin Xie

[marejadilla]

Daliah L Ammar, "The Flood (Please Stay)", 2014, oil on canvas. B. 1995, Philadelphia, Palestinian-American artist & designer based in EEUU.

[askthehiddencaste]

//Please be careful darling. I want both you AND Ammare back home in one piece.

Ashoal had sent a message to Tannos as well, hoping and praying that he would respond or even look at it, though the big lug was far more interested in 'his' little Goober.

Tannos had his full attention on the little jade since she had just woken up, a few small fruit snacks on hand and a big pile of pillows and plushies to cradle the little thing. "awe cmon goober, you need ta eat somethin" he instructed, not knowing how long ammare had gone without doing so. The grub simply hissed and bit the stuffed hedgehog, crawling over and plopping down on a large pillow when Tannos heard the knock to his door.

The purple looked confused, glancing to the grub and picking her up only for Ammare to start squealing and wailing due to her dropped plush. "shh, shh sorry tantan dropped your hedgie didnt he?" he asked softly, not knowing that her squeal was heard long before he heard the voice on the other side.

With his blood running cold in his veins, tannos swallowed thickly, holding the grub close to his chest and opened the door enough to hide her behind it, looking down to the jade on his doorstep.

"You....said you knew Ashoal?"

Ashoal sends a frantic text to Viktor

//DARLING ASK THE PURPLE THEIR NAME BEFORE YOU TRY TO KILL THEM!

// I GOT WORD IT COULD BE AN OLD FRIEND OF MINE THAT WOULDN'T HURT A FLY!!!

the third message would come almost as an afterthought to the prior two.

//HIS NAME IS TANNOS

there. Now all he had to do was wait and hope his friend isn't a smear on a wall now.

Viktor almost ignored the little song his phone made but knew it was his matesprit, and figured he should check it just in case. Well, that was helpful information! There could have been a terrible misunderstanding if it was this friend. And if it isn't the friend, Viktor would be able to have a good meal without guilt.

IV: Vv=I vvill inquire to vvhether or not it is your friend. I had just found a vvay inside but I think a more direct approach may be better, in case it is him. I vvill report back vvith the outcome.=vV

Viktor had considered heading inside through an upstairs window to get a drop on the purpleblood, but at this point that seemed a bit rude. Instead, he knocked at the door.

"I am Viktor, though you may knovv better my title of The Sentinal. I vvish to speak vvith you. I do not - for the moment - vvish you harm. VVe may have a shared acquaintance, Ashoal. Please come out and introduce yourself. You vvill be safe as long as the grub is."

He put a bit of hypnotic suggestion into the last sentence though who knew how much it might affect the purpleblood. It was worth a try though. It wasn't like voodoos affect him either.

[maxipowell]

quentin grimes at mavs media day 📸 by ammar multani

[itcars]

Ferrari LaFerrari

Image by Ammar Kamran

[abbys-wifey]

treatment

this is a request linked here

pairing: mikey madison x female reader

warnings: fluff honestly and a sad mikey for a second.

a/n: l i stg mikey is the cutest human being to walk this earth. i would chop off my limb to hug her.

“Fuck you Amber, I’m not the fucking killer.” Sonia screams, the camera setting up perfectly beside her figure as she acts out her character, Liv. My face scrunches into a frown for my character, eyeing Liv’s bloody hands as Amber aka Mikey sighs. “I know.” She pulls out a gun and pulls the trigger before the directors call out the three letter word everyone was waiting for.

“Cut. Good day today guys. So happy with the work you all put into the scene. Head back to the hotel and rest cause we have a busy day tomorrow.” The directors shout from their seats off screen. I nod towards them and hurry off my tape marked spot and move towards Mikey who talks with Jenna.

“Hey.” I smile ghosting my hand over Mikeys lower back, her lips turning up in a smile as she tilts her head up at me. “Hi, you ready to go?” She asks. My heart melts as her eyes widen looking so innocent. “Yeah, let’s go. See ya tomorrow Jen.” I wave at the woman who raises her eyebrows suggestively and gestures between Mikey and I as Mikey turns away.

It was no secret that Mikey and I had a thing. We hadn’t labeled it exactly but I knew she was mine and I was hers. I mean the whole cast knew this and they were on our asses trying to get us to ask the question. And I will… eventually… when I get the courage. Of course it didn’t help that whenever I went onto instagram it would be edits of Mikey and I doing our interviews together.

“You tired?” I ask glancing down at the woman who shakes her as she stares back at me. “Not tired enough that I can’t hang out in your room for a while.” She replies as we arrive at the hotel.

“Alright but know if you fall asleep I’m not carrying you back to your room.” I laugh and nudge her side.

…….

The next morning I wake up to a weight on top of me. Rubbing my eyes, I glance down and smile at the sight of Mikeys head resting on my stomach, her arms wrapped around my waist as she sleeps. Obviously we had both fallen asleep the night before and Mikey hadn’t gone back to her room… not that I was complaining.

“Mikey, hey, we gotta get up now or we’ll be late.” I run my hands through her hair causing her to stir slightly. “Mm sometimes I hate this job.” She sighs burying her head further into my stomach. “Your tickling me.” I laugh squirming slightly under her hold. “Now come on lazy.” I chuckle gently pulling her up. “Yeah yeah, I’m coming.” She groans.

Two hours later and we had arrived at set together, ignoring the teasing from our cast mates as we headed to the makeup tent. Mikey was quiet, weirdly quiet, causing me to worry slightly as I gripped her hand tighter pulling her slightly closer to me.

“You ok?” I whisper placing a gentle kiss on her cheek. Mikey smiles at the action before nodding. “Yeah.” Her voice is slightly deflated and I frown but I can’t say anything as she quickly cups my cheek and walks away to her stylist.

…….

“Oooh Tara where are you? You can’t hide from me forever.” I coo menacingly, a malicious smirk stamped on my face as I stalk towards a prop wardrobe and stab my knife against the door hoping to impale anyone in there.

“Ok and cut. Nice work Jenna and Y/N. Take a minute and have some lunch before we continue.” The directors grin.

Just as I turn to Jenna to complain about having to wear the ghostface costume in this heat Jasmin runs up to me. “Mikey’s crying. Or like really close to it. You should probably come see.” Jasmins rather panicked, her forehead creased and eyebrows narrowed. My eyes widen at the news and I nod rushing towards where Jasmin points without so much as a bye.

I approach Mikeys trailer, her door slightly open as Melissa sits inside with Mikey, her hand on Mikeys back. “Hey look Y/Ns here.” Melissa grins and Mikeys head snaps up, eyes rather red and swollen. “No no, please go you can’t see me like this.” I freeze slightly unsure if she really wanted me to go or not.

Melissa stands up and gives me a look that says don’t you dare leave her before she walks out the trailer and closes the door behind her.

“Hey what’s wrong?” I whisper, crouching in front of Mikey who inhales deeply and shakes her head. “I hate that question.” She half laughs half sobs as she buries her head in her hands. I laugh gently before pulling her hands from her face. “Well can you answer it for me?” Mikey scrunches her nose. “I’m not sure what the answer is. I think I just got a little overwhelmed. It’s silly.” She sighs and looks away from me as tears fall down her cheeks.

“It’s not silly to feel overwhelmed. I know I feel overwhelmed all the time, it’s normal ok? It is silly though, to think I’m gonna think of you any differently seeing you like this.” I whisper moving to cup Mikeys cheeks, my thumbs wiping away the tears that sit there.

Mikey hums in agreement. “I feel so stupid though. I’m sorry you had to come here for nothing.” She smiles sadly glancing at the floor. My fingers find their way under her chin tilting it up so she can look at me. “You have nothing to be sorry for. I came because I wanted to make sure you were ok. Because I care about you. So much in fact that when your feeling better I want to ask you to be my girlfriend.” I grin feeling a blush fall on my cheeks as Mikeys eyes widen.

“It took you long enough. Well when I’m feeling better I will say yes.” She sniffs slightly. Silence encompasses us for a minute as we gaze at one another, her eyes drifting from my lips to my eyes mirroring my own actions.

“Funny, I think I’m feeling better now.” She whispers, her face moving closer to my own. I hum in acknowledgement and raise an eyebrow. “Yeah? I’m very happy for you.” I reply using the same soft tone. It’s Mikeys turn to hum in acknowledgment, her eyes lingering on my lips.

Leaning forward slightly my lips ghost over her own, both our breathing hitching slightly. “Hurry up.” She whispers which is all the encouragement I need as I press my lips against hers. She tastes salty from her tears but I don’t care as I pull her even closer, her small frame finding comfort on my thighs. Goosebumps erupt down my back as her hands run up and down my spine.

Pulling back I can’t stop the smile from spreading across my lips at Mikeys flushed face. “You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting that.” I breathe, my hands remaining locked behind her neck. Mikey chuckles and shakes her head. “I hope this is the kind of treatment I get every time I feel overwhelmed.” She sighs falling against my chest. I nod and close my eyes, finally feeling content and praying she can’t hear my heartbeat increase.

…….

Finally Mikey and I were official, the cast and crew congratulating us as we told them a few days after the incident. We intended to keep our relationship private from fans for now, but considering all the rumours surrounding the two of us anyway it didn’t change much. I didn’t care though. I was happy. Mikey was happy. And that’s all that really matters.

bonus:

“Mikey. Mikey. Y/Ns hurt. Come quick.” Jenna’s voice echoes through the set as she darts around trying to find Mikey.

“Oh shit, I’m coming.” Mikey drops her plate of food on the nearest surface and rushes after Jenna finding me splayed out on the floor in my ghostface outfit, my face sliced and dried blood littering my cheeks.

“Help, I’m in need of some special treatment.” I open one eye and smirk at Mikey who rolls her eyes, a smile adorning her perfect face.

“You scared me. That makeups looking too real oh my.” Mikey crouches down beside me placing a quick kiss on my lips. “Your an idiot, you know that?” She sighs watching the blush rush to my cheeks. I blink innocently. “But I’m your idiot.”

[askthehiddencaste]

hey tannos, how're you and the grub?

"we're doing great. Decided to name her Goober! Though poor thing keeps crying any time she sees a pic of me an my friend ash. Dunno why, maybe he looks like her assailant?"

[agelessphotography]

US and Israeli activists protest in support of Palestinians in Gaza outside the US consulate, Jerusalem, Palestine, Ammar Awad, 2024

[amberxfreeman]

[dailymikeymadison]

mikey madison with scream (2022)'s cast

[sharkboy305]

His chest is not that hard to stare at. They've definitely done it

[nothingseemsquiteright]

I am Samah from Gaza. I live in harsh conditions. I lost my home and our source of income. I gave birth to my first child, Ammar, during the war. He is 4 months old. He needs diapers and milk. Every $20 can save our lives from death.

Hello ❤️

Please, help if you can! (low funds)

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