#arabic letters are cute

[pickaletter]

Ж, ج, or J

Imo, Ж just rocks.

[idontmindifuforgetme]

I study a ton & ravenously consume knowledge & work out & try to eat healthy & try to have good character & try to always be kind & try to balance my phone time & have fun on my silly little blog while also recognizing none of this actually has a bearing on my wonderful little life with its flaring sunsets & crisp breezes & all the hobbies I could take on & all the spontaneous friendships I could make in the blink of an eye & beautiful books waiting for me to fall in love w them & goals that are waiting to be accomplished & love that’s hiding in corners just waiting for me to discover it & the love I already have and which has never failed to ensconce me. I make my silly to-do lists & I follow them. I budget my hours & it works so well for me. Not to mention all the traveling I will do & all the things I will learn from that. & I love that I come from a rich multicultural background that I am diving deeper into day by day. & I have so many amazing friends from a variety of different backgrounds who just go to show me that this universe is an interplay of so many vibrant beguiling cultures that I want to know so much more about. Like I’m actually so blessed! So so so blessed. So the least I could do is go after my goals & take care of myself & mute out the noise when I need to. & I will. Always

I love that I am just a girl in a big world who has dreams and aspirations and who studies hard and minds her own business and is always striving to self improve but also knows when to relax and have fun. Like I love that about myself actually. I want to always be like this

[atrirose]

hi seisei ٩(◕‿◕｡)۶

HI BABES

[marylily-my-beloved]

FATIMAH ! ♡

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[queenwille]

okok hear me out, maybe we should be more forgiving with the western pro palis who get jewish facts wrong. think of all the new terms they had to act like they understood from a few tiktoks/reels about the middle east they watched, before they lost interest and moved to cute cat/dog vids. poor things and all the new random words in hebrew&arabic in those clips??? from people who also learned from a different tiktok/reel?! and the KH sound?!?!!! and all the crazy letters, omg. all that in a few hours to stay relevant and in on the trend. LMAO jk THEY SHOULD STICK TO WHAT THEY KNOW

[phryneluvbot]

so, I basically live tweeted my (third) watch of crypt on twitter (it's the same name as in here, if anyone interested), so let me just drop everything I passed by this entire evening:

goofy opening, but where is my dancing silhouette and the 1920's godly music?

detective inspector jack robinson would like to know your location

tip: ALWAYS keep your sight on that woman, ALWAYS

I just love how phryne changed from a golden dress to a red outfit (I love it btw) that quickly, also one of her 8 languages is arabic!? MY GIRL!!

PRISON BREAK OUT FOR AN INNOCENT GIRL WHO WANTS TO SHARE THE TRUTH OF HER VILLAGE?! PHRYNE, YOU ARE AN AMAZING WOMAN

PLEASE GET INSIDE THE TRAIN PHRYNE, PLEASE GET-

oh...

oh...

oh no... she did actually... oh my god no

OMG DOTTIE IS PREGNANT AND VULNERABLE, MUST PROTECT AT ALL COSTS (and hugh too)

(also, the only scene where we saw a part of the wardlow crew - where's mr butler, mac - HER BEST FRIEND, AND JANE, HER DAUGHTER!? COULDN'T WE SEE THEIR REACTIONS!?)

so, he never went after her... makes it even more heartbreaking

he even still saved the photos, his face showing the tears being retracted... I want to hug you so badly jack

"You meant so much more to Phryne"

OK, THAT MAKES IT EVEN MORE PAINFUL, I-

on the floor, crying and sobing

oh, aunt prudence is here (but not phryne's parents, on their daughter's funeral - I might get that most likely they have trauma from Janey and couldn't mark their presence in another funeral for their last daughter, but it would have been nice to be present and meet her boyfriend - aka jack - who is noticeably suffering a lot)

SO, YOU WERE ACTUALLY ALIVE THE LAST 6 WEEKS!? COULD HAVE JUST SENT A LETTER TO SOMEONE, GIRL-

I get it that she didn't knew she was presumed dead, that would have worried everyone she knew and loved, so it was a perfect time to apologize and show the empathic phryne we love

instead it was a "oh" and some awkard smilling

Phryne, I love you, a lot... But you can do better, and especially that you saw the man that loves you the most broken

"I came here for one thing, to farewell you. Farewell" I could hear the pain on his voice, poor Jack...

Well, this scene was iconic

"Jack, are you awake?"

well, he said he wasn't

proceeds to appear on the church moments later

and the man was murdered

and they can't leave england (my condolences)

oh, this is ending badly

"And I am sorry if I am not dead"

phryne, don't say the word "death" to that man again, he thought you died twice in the space of a few months (idk, this movie doesn't even say how after it is from the show). I understand that you might be hurt that he never came after you, I really do, but please, the poor man is still processing that he almost lost you.

also, both (still) don't know what personal space means

(kinky)

oh, so that thing is cursed and... oh, this movie is like if indiana jones was an australian detective, good to know

from the creators of "singing in the rain", we present you "almost kissing in the rain"

oh, you're going to break in his house, so you while use your old stealth black outfit like in melbourne, righ-

why. did you. chose to use. a jumper. with. your. initials. (I still love it, and the entire ouftit, I'd like one of those too please designers)

ooooh, he brought her a gift (and tuxedo jack, meow)

please, both of, learn what personal space is

oooh, they're dancing again... cute

arguing

more arguing

Palestinian man finds out that the people of the country that occupied his country are all douchebags

HE DIED, HE GOT SHOT AT THE HEART, WHY!?

Sharim, I am so sorry...

oh, those guys again... great

well, now they're going to Palestine and find the crypt of tears (OMG IT'S THE NAME OF THE MOVIE)

"I just hope she doesn't fly like she drives"

"I HEARD THAT!"

they are so married

oh, it's a mercenary... well, we're getting of quickly then

bombastic side eye

woman, why are you so hot?

Jack, she just wanted to take the gun, don't worry...

and now they have no guidance, great-

Phryne, we both know how it ends

steps on quicksand

"JaCK, I NEED YOUR HELP!"

Jack continues to not give a fuck after their arguing

"IT'S QUICKSAND"

Jack proceeds to run into her

"I'm not losing you like this, not after all the stupid ways I've nearly lost you."

"WHAT STUPID WAYS?"

Phryne, we both know which stupid ways

not saying a thing, just admiring

ok, they found one of the points of the map, they just need to connect all and boom: entrance found

damn, nice crypt

lesson of the day: don't ever trust "british" man

and it wasn't an accident, YOU MURDERED A VILLAGE AND DOOMED THAT GIRL'S LIFE, THAT IS NOT CALLED AN ACCIDENT

and of course the butler was part of this, and jonathon's father!? Ok...

he thinks he's cursed, blames everything on himself, and wants to die there so he can be free and find forgiveness from the people of the village... I hope you have found forgiveness jonathon, and that your father is going to suffer forever

goodbye sharim, we're all hoping you can motivate many other young girls and women with your spirit

Yeah, trying to shoot a giant spider is a very Phryne thing

Yay, Jack "killed it"

"It's my only fear, Jack. Apart from spending a long flight with Aunt Prudence"

omg, it's going to happen...

"You're afraid if you fall in love with me, I'll turn you into a policeman's wife and... try to stop you from saving the world." Jack, you are so wrong (except on the marriage part, she would only accept one in her own terms)

"And I don't need to marry. I just need your heart, as god knows you've already got mine"

"Jack, I've already gave you my heart a long time ago."

OMG, IT'S ACTUALLY GOING TO HAPPEN

"For a detective you don't notice much"

IT HAPPENED, IT HAPPENED, IT ACTUALLY-

dies in excessive fangirling

THEY FUCKED, THEY FUCKED, THEY ACTUALLY FUCKED!! THE PHRACK SEX IS REAL!!

and it ends with a teaser for a sequel... that atp I think we won't get (hope I am wrong)

well, that was fun, now it's the spin off left (that got cancelled after season 2 of finished-)

[apollos-olives]

I am teaching myself to read Arabic and the lesson I was reading said to remember the letter Ya because it looks like a duck, which is cute and very helpful because Yā is also duck in Chinese! 鸭 🤝 ي solidarity

omg i didn't know that but that's so cute!! i didn't realize ي looked like a duck but now i can't unsee it <3 that's actually so cute!! chinese and arabic solidarity 🫶

[iloveslllycatss]

𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧 + 𝙝𝙖𝙗𝙞𝙗𝙩𝙞

𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 : 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘭 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘻 𝘹 𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘣!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 : 𝘪𝘥𝘬 (i had no ideas for the name bare w me)

✯ miguel loves you, but he doesn’t really care that your arab 😭, not in a ‘idgaf ab ur heritage’ type way but in a ‘why does it matter? id love u either way???’ kinda way yk?

✯ MELTS when you call him ‘habibi’ or ‘3omree’

✯ had the most dazed, lovestruck look on his face once he found out you were arab and had you explain your heritage to him

✯ one time he tried to pronounce the letters خ ح ع…

“is it hhhaa?”

“mig it’s KHa with a KHHHH not hhh” 

“hhhhhhhh”

“omg.”

✯ when he first saw you arabic dance/belly dance.. he FOLDED SO HARD.

✯ could not stop staring at you.

✯ one time he went with you to a wedding right

✯ when he saw u dance……….. his eyes suddenly fell to your hips and never came off…

✯ after u danced he fr felt so bad bc he felt like a perv 😞 

✯ when u got back to your seat the first thing he said was

“amor how did you do that????”

✯ when he met your family… oh god..

“ولد مكسيكي ؟"

…..

“that means you’re a very nice boy! …انت مجنون"

“thank you, y/ns cousin”

✯ you ended up telling him what it really meant…

✯ hes so sweet though

✯ he has def bought you a necklace with his name on it in arabic.

✯ one time he saw one of those tiktok’s that’s like “cute things to call u arab girlfriend!” and he ended up trusting it…

“y/n listen to me”

“yeah what’s up, mig?”

“youre my cute little khara”

“what.”

✯ HE FR THOUGHT KHARA WAS SOMETHING NICE 😭 

✯ you guys look so good together

✯ in ramadan, he lasted so long.. until a hour before iftar he CHUGGED water 😭 

✯ he was just so thirsty.

✯ but he doesn’t eat or drink around you, he’s respectful about it

✯ in eid celebrations, he didn’t think it’d be THAT CRAZY

✯ he still attended all 2 days though

✯ so yk how he does karate?

✯ he got SO SUPRISED when he saw your arab fighting skills (the wooden stick powers…… the perfect shahata aim….)

✯ gets scared of you when you’re mad and speaking arabic

✯ HES SO INTIMIDATED ITS CRAZY

✯ his favorite arabic food is probably shawarma or like wara2 3nab

✯ he LIVES for your mom and your food

✯ the first time you saw johnny while you were with miguel, it was… interesting

“uh sir excuse me…”

“listen fatima just let me grab this rq”

“sensei that’s racist..”

✯ carmen LOVES you and they fr treat you like family

✯ anyways in conclusion, i love miguel

✯  best boy fr.

@/ilovesillycats

plz don’t copy my work 😞

[thegirlinblueblog]

I read somewhere in Tumblr that there's this phrase in Arabic, قلب على قلب (qalb 3ala qalb) it literally means hearts on/upon hearts. Hearts at sync. Telepathy between hearts, not only restrictive to romantic love, but any love at all. A deep, spiritual, or emotional connection between two hearts. The closest to things feeling I've ever felt is what we have built so far. I don't want to label what we have, relationship, friendship, soulmate-ship. We called it so many things but what I feel for you is vast and endless, and labeling what we have will be an encapsulation. I don't want to box us into a some letters stringed into mere words. Some things, feelings, or essence of being is beyond expression or comprehension.

When I got the news of this special day, the first memory that came to mind was your face, your cute stubby nose and bidishider moto brown hair, asking me to scoot over. "You're on my seat." I was, intentionally.

I remember telling Lamia that we should mingle since we were new to the class. My brilliant plan? Sit in your seat. I thought it’d break the ice. Yes, I was an idiot, but the plan worked. We started talking, and boy, we haven’t stopped since.

From blabbering away in class to talking endlessly on the phone all the way to Narayanganj, to being glued to the landline when we were home, to buying minutes to talk all night on our new phones, to msn, WhatsApp, Messenger, Instagram man we were inseparable. Everyone around me was annoyed I was always on the phone. They would say the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. I’m just like my father. Friends always came before family for me. They weren’t wrong. And honestly? No regrets.

Like the phases of the moon and it's gravitational pull, the water sways. There's low tides and high. It is a perfect metaphor for what we share, and did for all these decades. We swayed away but somehow we always found the way back to each other. Credit goes to you though. Thank you for holding onto me, while I soared through the sky. Thank you for holding onto me on my "Ami ghuri, badha tobuo uri" phase, which somehow continued to be my whole life. Credit should be given where it's due, whatever we have now is all due to you. But the biggest credit is due to Allah for granting me someone like you, who actually stuck around. A blessing.

I don’t think there’s another person on this planet whom I have both loved and hated as much as I have you. No one gets on my nerves like you do, and no one gives me reality checks quite like you either. At the same time, no one has ever lent an ear to me so patiently, without a pause or hesitation, like you have. I have stripped my soul bare only to you, and you embraced it as yours without any judgement. Grateful.

You’ve always been a constant in my life, giving more to this friendship than I could ever possibly give back.

To my friend, my lover, my sister, my mother, my brother, my soulmate, my teacher, my constant, my home, my anchor in life,

As you step into this new phase of life with one of the most wonderful men I’ve ever met, I feel a deep sense of gratitude. I want to kiss his mother’s hands for raising such a kind and remarkable soul. I pray, and I will always pray, that our Rabb, whose rewards and mercy know no bounds, showers you with His infinite jaza, keeps you and your loved ones protected, grants you peace, and surrounds you with His constant rahma.

I pray He blesses this sacred bond with the utmost grace, sukoon, and ease, so that you be each other's quratalain, find in each other the coolness of your eyes, a source of comfort and joy for the sake of Allah SWT.

I know I couldn’t give as much to this bond we share, or to you, as I would have liked. But what I can, could, and will always give is my endless love and duas for you. They will remain constant until the end of time.

Because for you, my love, a thousand times over.

[mushibashiraas]

djsjxjsj i hope i'm not late?? i probably am. aaaa my own faultcjxjsj [but] i haven't written for my fave disney nrc malewife (/j ily, jamil bbg—) in a while. but i forgot the contest either ends on the 10th?? or submissions close on the 10th aka. i missed the deadline?? aaaaa for submissions to @merotwst 's and @cvlutos 's #jamilsummercontest (here) aaaaaa also was this also an excuse to write for najma/write some najma-jamil brother-sister action? uhhhh looks away. LISTEN. i love them! the crumbs we got of their interactions are still on my mind aaaaaa lastly, am i also using this fic as an opportunity to brainrot about the new spiderverse movie and its album? yes.

mention of the ramshackle prefect (gn!yuu). but it'll mainly be about jamil and najma bc i love his sister almost as much. spoilers for al'ab naariya story, scarabia chapter plot, jamil's backstory, and maybe???? a spoiler for the new spiderverse movie?? if you squint. also really bad arabic.... i tried.... other than that, i present very cute, soft fluffy letters between reader and jamil detailing their lives apart during summer break (assuming the scalding sands' fireworks festival is in the summer. aaaa).

jamil could practically see (name)'s red face as they read his letter briefly written amidst the asim family chaos.

Dearest (Name),

Kalim and Najma were disappointed you couldn't join me this year for Summer break. I actually had to stop him from convincing his father into sending for you personally... Camels, elephants, and all. You're welcome!

Despite that, they wish you all well. My mother is insisting I return to NRC after break with some of her homemade shawarma. And please tell Grim that there will be enough for him as well.

The fireworks were beautiful but it wasn't the same without you by my side, ya nujumi. I missed turning to the side and seeing your smiling face, eyes alight with a childlike wonder. My heart swells with remembering that first Al'ab Naariya. You turned back to me urging me to join you and the others to dance.

Najma just asked what I was smiling about. I tried to lie but the smug look on her face told her all she needed to know. She'd like to also say a few words.

Hello, (Name)! My older brother is laying on his bed right now screaming into his pillow. Ya ummi and I are laughing right now; she has never laughed so hard in a long time. Yesterday the Asims gave us the afternoon off to enjoy the bazaar. You should see the haul Jamil brought home for you and Grim. There's— lotliIItLyjkq

Sorry, ya shamsi. Najma does not know what she's talking about. I got them as gifts for her— ljyIL

Jamil is lying! He is so red right now, (Name)! I want to take a picture to send you but he took my phone! So awful, right? Ah, the Asims are calling for us and abina is about to bring out the belt if we don't resume our work soon.

My apologies, ya qamar, but as Najma said, I have to return to work. There are rumors from the other servants that Kalim is "missing." He's probably with the animals in the garden. I will write to you again shortly. You are always in my thoughts, (Name), ya hubi. Make sure to not stay up too late talking to Ace and Deuce. Take your medicine and potions and eat at least two full meals a day (I know you're not a fan of breakfast). Don't forget to drink plenty of water too.

With Love,

Jamil Viper.

he wanted to write more and tell them all about the new stalls selling mouthwatering foods, soft, vibrant, assorted silks, and other painted, colorful wares he saw at the bazaar. he wanted to tell her about the concert he miraculously got tickets to for one of their favorite music artists. there was also the pet parrot his parents finally let him get! it had to stay on the asims' property. but kalim said he'd personally look after iago for jamil.

there was also a new playlist he made the other night after coming home from a movie he and his sister went to see. jamil lays in bed thinking of his sister's latest fictional crush and thinking of all the things he'd do to keep his girl and her father while living his best life doing what he loved. jamil wished that were him. he wished he could have (name) by his side, still please his family, and see the world. he wanted to learn about the magic and cultures of other lands in twisted wonderland.

wishes and reality are two separate things, though. and the chance of them intersecting and wishes becoming reality was slim. for now, though, he was content and letting things be. he'll find kalim, drag him to his next meeting with possible mergers and other clients, read the evening itinerary to kalim, go home, help with dinner, wash and dry najma's hair for her, bathe, and go to bed.

....that was the original plan. however, najma must have thought it funny to hide his headphones after she finished her chores and homework.

"what are you looking for, brother?"

jamil glared at the girl leaning against his door frame as he rifled through the belongings on his desk. "you know exactly what i am looking for. drop the act, najma!"

"not until you write another letter to (name)." she grinned and crossed her arms over her chest, straightening her posture.

"huh?!" he stuttered.

"it was written all over your face. you wanted to write and tell them more about everything that you saw and experienced yesterday and today. ever since you came home from school with your friends and (name), you've changed. mom and dad haven't stopped talking about it; they think i went to bed but i can hear them. they aren't as quiet as they think." the younger sister laughed at jamil's stunned face. "you don't know all this since you sleep like that one princess in those fae tales. i've caught you snoring a few times, actually. wanna hear it? i can show you if you don't believe m—"

jamil grabs najma's phone again before she can pull up the videos. "just—! give me back my headphones. and i'll write to (name)."

"nah," najma shrugged and walked off. "letter first. mom and dad are out finishing up some business with kalim's parents in their estate. you can blast your music all you want."

groaning in exasperation, he still couldn't deny that he'd rather have sent (name) a proper letter rather than the one he mailed earlier that afternoon.

normally, he and (name) would text each other or call. but one magic carpet ride after a rough exam, they told him about how they used to write letters to their childhood friends whenever they'd change schools. so the first time jamil and (name)'s other night raven college friends went home for holiday break, he started writing letters to them. and ever since that sweet, thoughtful surprise, whenever they were apart, jamil'd write letters to them while they'd send back recipe cards with handwritten notes featuring the story behind each food. sometimes they'd drop details about their family back home or include tiny magic trinkets or bits of stationary sold at sam's shop. a note and a smiley face tied around each item: "saw this and thought of you, ya qamar. ;p"

bringing himself back to reality, jamil sat down and began another letter. with this one, though, he made sure not to leave out a single detail of his day. softly he smiled as he included lines from old poets and added in folded star maps, photos of a dog he saw sitting outside a cafe, a tea bag from the little old lady next door. but this time — instead of signing off with a simple "With Love" like his last letter — he penned a lyric from their favorite song, nodding his head to the music as it played from his speakers.

"Your my star, hubi. My one light. We gon' link up, just like the rumors."

Jamil Viper.

VOCAB:

ya shamsi: my sun

ya qamar: my moon

ya nujumi: my stars

hubi/ya hubi: love/my love

ya ummi: my mother

abina: our father

— is2g if i got the arabic vocab wrong, i am going to cry. @softbajis djsjsj idk if this is right or notdjdjdj i am so upset. oh well....?

[pickaletter]

I, ي, or И

Personal opinion:

I is kinda mid. It needs more pizazz. But in an English perspective, I is a very important word we use everyday so I has that atleast.

И is frigging cool. Looks like a very badass symbol to me.

What I like the most is ي. It has the shape of a cute duck and it's very adorable. I might be a bit biased since I live in an Arab speaking country(I am an expat tho) and some of the coolest people I met were Arab.

[writtenjewels]

Affection

Zain couldn't wait to see his father again. He worried a lot about leaving Baba alone after what happened to his father's unit, but Baba assured him all was well and he wanted Zain to go to school. The letters they exchanged eased Zain's mind a little, especially when Baba mentioned that he had a friend staying with him. A little surprising that this friend was an American soldier named Jason but Zain was sure his father had his reasons.

He knocked and only had to wait a few seconds before Baba greeted him at the door. He got a rib-crushing hug from his father. When Baba let go, Zain noted there was another man standing just behind Baba. Zain recognized him from photos Baba sent in his letters.

“You must be Zain,” the man spoke up in drawling English. “I'm glad to finally meet you. Salim won't shut up about you. I'm Jason.”

“Hello, Jason,” Zain nodded politely. “Baba won't shut up about you, either.” He meant it as a joke but Baba actually turned a little red and Jason threw a smirk at the man. It was strange.

Later after settling in, Zain and Baba sat down together to chat. Zain filled his father in on the last few days of school and how he thought he did on his exams. Jason leaned over, resting his hand on Baba's shoulder.

“I'm gonna head on into the kitchen. Either of y'all want a snack?”

“No, thank you, Jason.” Zain frowned, watching Jason's hand slide across Baba's shoulders. It was a simple yet familiar gesture. Jason gave Baba's shoulder a squeeze before walking away again. Baba watched him for a moment before turning back to his son. [So how do you like your roommate?] he asked, switching to Arabic.

[I like him a lot,] Zain confirmed. [He's hard-of-hearing, and he's been teaching me sign language so we can talk to each other easier.] He glanced over to where Jason was busying himself in the kitchen. [Is he making coffee?]

[It turns out that Southern hospitality complements our own traditions of being a good host,] Salim said by way of answer. There was a fond smile playing on his lips. [Don't worry,] he added, [his coffee is pretty good. Better than his tea, anyway.]

Jason soon joined them with three steaming mugs. He handed two off to Zain and Baba before settling in on the couch. There wasn't much space left for him so he squeezed his way in, and then promptly stretched out so his feet were in Baba's lap. Baba rested a hand on Jason's ankles but didn't push him off. Zain could only stare, his head spinning.

“You meet anyone cute in London yet, Zain?” Jason wondered.

“I don't know.” Zain couldn't stop staring at Jason's feet in his father's lap. Baba had moved his hand up so it was now settled on Jason's knee. They were both so comfortable in each other's space.

“He's too young to be thinking of that,” Baba dismissed.

“You weren't that much older than him when he was born,” Jason pointed out.

“I'm in no rush to be a grandfather.”

“I think I want to focus on my studies for now,” Zain spoke up. It had been overwhelming enough to move to such a huge city like London and get used to a new culture while also maintaining his grades. “I did make the football team, though,” he added proudly.

“You Americans would call it soccer,” Baba interpreted with a teasing glint in his eyes.

“I know the fuckin' difference,” Jason objected, though his tone suggested he wasn't that angry. Baba just smiled wider. Zain would swear Baba riled the American up on purpose. “Hey, our show's nearly startin',” Jason spoke up after a moment.

“You're right,” Baba agreed. “Zain, would you like to listen with us? Jason and I are tuning into this radio show.”

“Of course, Baba.” He was pleased that Baba found someone who would listen to the shows with him. Zain tuned in a few times but found them a little boring. Jason got up, fingers brushing Baba's shoulder again as he headed to the radio. [Is he always like that?] Zain had to ask.

[You get used to the swearing,] Baba shrugged.

[He had his feet in your lap,] Zain persisted.

[Oh, that.] A sheepish smile spread out over Baba's face, his blush more apparent. [No, that's more recent.] Zain stared at his father.

[And you're okay with him doing that?] Jason chose that moment to turn on the radio and head back to the couch. He settled back in, immediately putting his feet back in Baba's lap. Baba's hand going back into position on Jason's knee was answer enough.

Zain kept his thoughts to himself as he watched them. Jason leaned into Baba a little and when either of them talked, the other inevitably turned their gaze. At some point Baba's hand started brushing up and down Jason's leg and he seemed completely unaware he was doing it. It was like touching each other came so naturally neither even consciously thought about it. It was strange, but the more Zain observed it the more it made him smile.

Baba was never like this with Zain's mother. This is how it should look, Zain decided. He knew Baba would talk to him about this in time but for now, Zain would just be happy for his father.

[marylily-my-beloved]

FATIMAH / FAY ♡ -

minor. she/they, muslim, arab, pansexual, infp, please ineract i need more friends, fatimah isn't my real name guys ♡

spotify - moodboards @aesthetic-crows - microfic blog @marylilymicrofic (with @icarus-last-fall) - ao3 - reading blog @fay-reads-and-cries

a bit abt me !! : my main fandoms are the dragon prince (tdp), marauders (fuck jkr) and she-ra !! I love basketball, writing fics, reading, being a big nerd 🤓, baking, listening to music, and doing aesthetic stuff !! my fav colour is purple, and pleaseeeee give me book and fic recs I'll love you forever ♡

DNI IF:

Rasict

Transphobic and/or homphobic

Islamaphobic

Zionist / supports israel

Sexist

Discriminate against people for any stupid reason

Fics <3

➥ Lily and the Princesses of Power (ongoing). She-ra au, marylily fic, background ships as well. Lily escapes from the Death Eaters leaving Mary behind. 6/? Chapters ♡ On haitus sorry guys but I might update soon! Just have big writers block for this and I feel super bad for not updating :(

➥ Back at that Party (finished). Canon AU, marylily fic, background dorlene. Mary & Lily have a disagreement at a party and forced to sort it out together. 1/1 Chapter ♡

➥ Good Luck Babe! (finished). Canon AU, Lily x Narcissa wedding fic, end game narcissa x lucuis. Lily gets invited to Narcissa's wedding, and warns her about what could happen to her, and then dies a couple of years later. Main Character Death, 1/1 Chapter (based on Good Luck Babe! by Chappell Roan) ♡ (tumblr link)

➥ Burning Stars (finished). Canon AU, Bellatrix x Alice fic talking about their relationship in Hogwarts and how it ended. very angsty, hurt no comfort. 1/1 chapter ♡ (tumblr link)

➥ Strawberry Mentos (finished). Modern AU, marylily fic based on 'strawberry mentos'. Short and pretty cute and sweet. Getting Together fic. 1/1 chapter ♡ (tumblr link)

➥ Letters to A Happier Life (finished). after war AU, marylily. Lily is already dead, and Mary discovers their old letters after she obvliated herself. 1/1 chapter ♡ (tumblr link)

luv u guys !! dividers are by @cafekitsune and images are from pinterest ♡

[bcolfanfic]

thank yew @swifty-fox for the 5 boring facts tag idk if these are boring enough but here goes

grew up a navy brat by pax river naval air base. which is funny in that i think the overexposure made airplanes boringgg to me, i never truly cared about them till i watched mota. my father is thrilled lol. he's retired now but worked on harrier jets for most of his career (:

the movie theater on base played a montage of the navy doing Cool Shit to the national anthem that we had to stand for instead of commercials and i didn't go to a normal movie theater till i was like 11 upon which i learned that was not normal

i was in girl scouts until i aged out when i graduated high school. selling cookies as not a cute little girl was humbling but overall i have no regrets and if i have daughters im gonna nudge them to do the same (: my troop leaders middle-high school were a safe haven from a very chaotic home life and one of them wrote my college rec letter.

i'm *17 years* younger than my older brother. technically him and my oldest sister than i'm 14 years younger than are half siblings but obv idc about that. i have another sister that's 3 years older than me but that's complicated in that she has a lot of severe developmental delays and as some ppl say in the sp-ed siblings world i'm her younger-older sister.

i'm half brit from my mom :p but me going to england for the we happy few tour was the first time i'd been since i was 2, my mom developed a really bad flying phobia and hasn't been back since then either. when i was there for the we happy few tour i got a kick out of being able to understand people's slang/british phrases we don't use in the states bc they were things i grew up with her saying.

bonus bc i realized i didnt include this and got sad lol: i'm a person who stutters and i love it (: genuinely. i take a very "fuck you i have a right to be here" approach to it, did model un/model arab league all 4 years of undergrad, am in law school now, did international moot court. i love to yap and people will just have to be patient.

[words-for-cat-bracket]

round 3 - week 4 - 2 of 4

brought to you by: samurai

قطة (arabic) vs mačka (slovak)

info and propawganda under the cut!

قطة (qiṭṭa) /qitˤ.tˤa/

You can write the word in such a way that the letters form a cat shape (Google it if you don't believe me)

mačka /ˈmat͡ʃka/

Just a little kitty,,,,just a little cat,,,,,also this is the word for cat in like 5 different languages so it’s diverse

It sounds cute and it rhymes with "omáčka", which means "sauce" and sauce is good

its like. one of the most words ever. also its used to mean cat in so many languages ok. like. you learn this. you can point out a cat in so many languages. also the pronounciation is very fun. i dont really know how to propoganda this but you gotta believe me this is easily one of the best words for cat. mačka. good word.a

[dodscans]

Hello, tysm for your work translating DoD! I have a question about chapter 68 - when Suleiman says Hurrem sent him poems again in the letter, he comments that she's "much better at this than me." Do you know if "this" is referring to Hurrem being better at composing poems than him, Hurrem being more consistent about sending him poems than he is with her, or something else? Thanks!

Hi anon. Sorry for the late response (because work has been killing me).

When he says that in chapter 68, he means that she's a better poet than him. Actually, Suleiman dabbled in poetry himself and has his own diwan. That's really cool. The Latinized version of his diwan can be found here. I'm not at all knowledgeable about classical Turkish poetry, so my comments are probably bullshit, but from what I gather, Suleiman was quite an accomplished poet. To a modern, ignorant reader like myself, his poems reeks of simping. Well, based on what I've learned in high school about classical poetry, it is indeed about simping about an idealized "beloved" in the most exquisite way, and Suleiman follows this trend. They don't have to mean what they say, because that is how poetry is supposed to be written. But knowing that all those flattery could have been written for Hürrem makes all the difference. Join the squeal party, fangirls!

So, him saying that Hürrem is better at poetry than him shows that she's quite well-read and intelligent, and has the respect of another fellow poet. And I'd like to emphasize that classical Turkish poetry wasn't just about saying pretty things; you had certain metres to follow, and say what you wanted to say in those meters with the fanciest mix of Persian/Arabic/Turkish vocabulary. I, for one, fail to understand those without the excessive use of a Ottoman-modern Turkish dictionary.

On an unrelated note, I have read some of her letters to Suleiman we still have today, and she sounds too cute! I can't tell if that's how palace people spoke at the time, or if it was her actual accent, but reading her letters about how much she misses and is worried about Suleiman make me go "awww..." While a considerable amount of letters were written by the Harem ladies' scribes, they say there's evidence that Hürrem wrote hers herself. Domestic Hürrem and Suleiman ftw!

Actually, thank you for this question. I need to revisit her letters sometime, some of which are compiled in this book.

tl;dr: Hürrem is a scholar and an intellectual.