#beja

[keepingitneutral]

Hideaway Artist Retreat, Beja, Alentejo, Portugual

Designed by Modernist Architect Bartolomeu Costa Cabral

Bartolomeu Costa Cabral is considered one of the key figures in the turning point of the modern movement in Portuguese architecture (1929–2024).

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slow down [Reza/Megat Fic]

• summary: beja broke his bed. it wasn't megat's fault.

• disclaimer: sorry if they're ooc this was just a fun drabble and i haven't written a fic in years.....,. so don't expect anything but pls enjoy :-))

• tw: rated m

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Holding his lunch in one hand, Megat walked through the canteen warily with his gang following behind loyally despite everyone’s eyes glued to him. The whispers and stares targeted towards him were wrapped with nothing but judgment and disrespect. He settled on a table at the corner, quietly as he avoided his gaze from anyone else, different from his usual antics.

“Weh, kau dengar tak cite... Megat attack Beja macam tu je kat dalam bilik dia. Takde manifesto, takde apa.” Megat darted his eyes to the student, eyes bore into the boy menacingly with a grimace on his face. The student jolted, realizing that he spoke loud enough for the devil spoken about to hear it. “M-megat. Sorry...” was uttered as the boy scrambled away with his friend. Megat let out an exasperated sigh, rubbing his forehead as his frustration grew bigger.

How did it become like this? The universe was really throwing the biggest middle finger to him right now to let something as bad as this to happen. What’s worse was that he couldn’t even tell anyone what truly happened. Well, at least if he still wanted to preserve his dignity as a Kapla that is. 

“Megat.” Great. Another guest came to him, though rather expectedly. Li.

“Dengar sini, sebelum kau nak tambah migraine aku, kau kena tahu yang semua ni salah Beja. Kalau kau nak tahu sangat apa jadi, kau pergi cari bestie kau tu. Tengok dia berani ke tak nak terus terang dengan kau.” Megat groaned and rambled to the expressionless prefect standing in front of him before he could say anything, clearly done with whatever had occurred.

“Aku tak kisahlah apa yang jadi pun, tapi kau DENGAN Beja, korang dua-dua kena repair katil aku.”

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Megat has absolutely no idea how he ended here. One minute he was humming alone as he walked to the toilet. Mind you, out of all the time he was in the dorm, this was one of those occurrences where he literally has zero intention of causing any ruckus. He was on his way to take a shower, that was it. Somehow, the world did not let that happen. At least Abdul Reza did not let that happen. Megat cursed to himself trying to make sense of why he was suddenly in the head prefect’s room, face planted on his bed. 

Beja had suddenly dragged Megat forcefully with no words being uttered. “Woi! Ja! Apa masalah kau!” 

But that was then.

Now, Beja was vigorously pistoning his length into Megat, movement almost robotic, a showcase of his pure strength and surprising earnestness. Well, not really surprising. They hadn’t stopped doing whatever this was, even after Beja had betrayed Megat on the night of Kudeta. Sure, they could never be the same anymore. But they still could not get their hands off each other, no matter what, and this was one of those days. “J-ja… Sabar… S-slow down, gila…”

Hearing the voice of Megat, slowly losing his well-known, sly demeanor, Beja’s movement became faster, opposing what was pleaded by the other. Megat could not do anything but take it. His hands were tightly secured by Beja’s right hand as his unoccupied one pulled the body of who was once his closer and closer by his waist. Megat knew better than to challenge Abdul Reza when he was fully determined to get something he wanted. He hated to admit that he could never win over Beja when it comes to strength. Although they were about the same height, the boy is almost twice as muscular as oppose to his lanky figure is. Ultimately, he also hated to admit that he found the size difference quite hot. 

“Shah.” A rush of shivers went through Megat’s back, hearing that nickname. One that never fails to flood Megat’s mind with all of the sweet promises and dreams. The bed creaked loudly, following their movement resulting from Beja’s sheer force. With little sanity Megat has left from the pleasure clouding his mind, he tried to make sense of what had gotten Beja to act in such a way. He was wilder than usual, the control he treasured so much almost slipping fully away from him.

“A-ah fuck… Ja! Ja, Aku na-” CRACK.

They both stilled from the sound, their heavy breaths were the only audible sound in the room. “Tch. Kau memang sial, Ja.” Megat broke the deafening silence, as he collected himself from the haze of getting cockblocked and finally realized what had happened. He turned his back, an unimpressed look on his face, as his eyes met with a worried expression planted on Beja’s face as he too became aware of what caused the sound. Beja’s bed was broken. The metal at the base of the bed had bent, all due to Beja’s strength.”Padan muka kau. Aku dah cakap slow sikit.”

Abruptly standing up, Beja eyed the bed, failing miserably in trying to hide the panic in his mind. Megat smirked seeing the other losing his usually collected self as the thought of still having this effect towards him brought some sort of satisfaction and victory in himself. “Megat. Ini bukan masa untuk senyum.” Beja glared at him. “Aik. Ni salah aku ke salah kau? Kau yang tak boleh tahan sangat, kan?” 

Beja ignored him. Megat’s smirk faltered when he saw Beja’s eyes lit up with intention, going back and forth between his broken bed and Li’s bed. “Ja… Apa yang kau-” That was all that Megat could mutter before he was shown how insane Abu Yamin’s second child is. Beja went on to break Li’s bed too. Megat yelped, clearly shocked with the action. “Apa benda kau buat ni, bodoh!”

Suddenly, the door to their dorm creaked open. There stood none other than the unworthy boy who is glued to Bechik, Hakeem Rizal.

Hakeem was taken aback at the scene that stood before him. “Alamak- Abang Ja... Megat… A-aku just dengar bunyi bising masa lalu tadi, risau ada monyet masuk ke apa ke…” They saw the timid boy eyeing them, with two broken beds surrounding the kp and kapla who were sweating from their heads to their toes. They quickly dismiss Hakeem, saying it was nothing and there were no animals or whatsoever as he had expected. Just the usual kp and kapla’s relationship issue. “Fuh… Nasib baik.” Hakeem let out a sigh of relief as he managed to escape from the two people who hated him the most.

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Megat thought he was safe, until today that is. Suddenly, a rumour of him barging into Beja’s room to fight him outside of a manifesto was spread across the school. The truth was, Hakeem told the story to Kahar as soon as he left the two boys to themselves. Unfortunately, he spoke too enthusiastically and animatedly that people around them could hear as well. That was how the rumour started. Classic Hakeem move, not knowing what he had just done.

Megat cursed under his breath as he remembered what Beja did. So, the KP broke the other bed just to make the room logically appear as if they were fighting. To Beja’s logic, only one bed being broken would be too fishy and scandalous. Thus, he resorted to breaking Li’s bed for effect. 

Walking through the school corridor, Megat finally saw the culprit to his damaging image. He stopped Beja on his track, “Kau sebenarnya memang nak kenakan aku kan? Kerja kau memang malukan aku je.” Megat said, anger boiling inside him as he finally realized the weight and aftermath of the situation. Unaffected by the words, Beja just stared at him.

“Shah,” Beja sighed. “Kau lagi rela orang tahu aku fuck kau sampai katil patah ke kau nak orang assume yang kau cabar aku luar manifesto?”

Now that - that made Megat’s face turn red, his anger now replaced with embarrassment. He clenched his fists, accepting the logic behind what was said by the other. “Kau memang sial.” Megat muttered in defeat as he continued walking past Beja, having nothing else to say or offer, the realization washing over him that this was at least for the best. “Tapi kau tak boleh tipu yang kau suka, kan?” Beja uttered but the kapla continued his steps, walking further and further away from him. Beja knew that this won't stop them from doing it again.

[fallenkaplas]

[occvltswim]

‘Egypt’ by The Zangaki Brothers (1870-1890)

C. and G. Zangaki were two Greek brothers who were active photographers in Egypt from the 1870s to 1890s.

The brothers traveled along the Nile accompanied with a horse-drawn darkroom wagon to document the Egyptian scenery and events. 

Images included views of the pyramids, e.g., Cheops or the Sphinx and the cities, e.g., Suez or Alexandria, as well of Egyptians going about their daily lives, a teacher and pupils, men by the Nile, or women at home. 

The pictures taken were sold as souvenirs to European tourist.

[gempaksiakap]

Okay,let's all be ready. Okay,what is your favourite ships headcanons actually? I'm curious

alamak... soalan azimat dah sampai. 😭 i'm just gonna mix all the characters into one post. i apologise if it didn't meet your expectations hahaha!

kahar/fakhri: used to be a bit skeptical about fakhri/kahar but now i've grown to like their dynamics... like please view this pairing with an open heart. so my hc for them is whatever kahar was doing to fakhri during his reign as kapla was all just a projection of whatever megat did to him masa dia form 4. since he probably has horrible coping mechanisms due to lack of sources in kudrat, thats one way to keep him sane la. (lagi insane dibuatnya adala!!) of course la there will be bodily explorations here and there cuz where else right they gain experience on that other than brawling and smoking and getting high altogether? but theres no romantic motives behind it since theres no room for that between those two. but they just get each other, faham tak? cuz both are helpless bongsus. the post-credit scene just solidifies this since they're all buddy buddy now. but that's just it. sometimes kahar would come to the ismets house to buka puasa together. and kahar became a regular there, thus becoming a family friend. like aku ada utk ko, ko ada utk aku typa beat. but time sekolah dulu they fuck like rabbits la ofc, trying this and that sampai hakeem pun cam "yela.... aku ni sape je kan kat ko...." *cue muka hakeem mintak penyepak* "ko kapel dgn aku tapi ko tak nak try kongkek aku pon?!" like sabar dow, keem. sifu tgh belajar dgn fakhri lu.

kahar/hakeem: making a leeway from the first hc, sebenarnya kahar takmau rosakkan hakeem in that way. cuz their love is so pure to kahar. dia nak approach that side dengan hakeem with utmost care. dia dah sakitkan hakeem before this and he wouldn't dare to do that to lil keem keem no more. kahar mcm nak "master" hal2 bawah selimut dulu baru dia ajar hakeem benda bukan2 yang kita dok baca selalu tu. AND!! they're private, but not a secret. dekat sini la is where he gets all sticky ooey gooey (thanks bungakekwa for ur service). hakeem la satu satunya tempat dia mengadu, tempat dia be so vulnerable, hakeem je tau everything about him inside and out. as you can see from the movies kan? his gaze would soften everytime hakeem comes to intervene. only soft touches and gazes. you can only see kahar's genuine smile whenever he's around hakeem. i meannnn who wouldn't fall for hakeem's million dollar smile? i have a soft spot dekat alang, i wanna yap more about him cuz hes just sofdhskdhsjsbs nothing can tear them apart. nada. hakeem je that could only see this side of kahar, the manja kahar. hakeem is the place where he gives and receives love. everyone around kahar would tell him otherwise about hakeem, yet ONLY hakeem je yang nak kahar grow into the best version of himself. grow Healthily ya. but of course no one sees that. siapa je nak fikir pasal kapla interim kita? only kahar and hakeem would know what lies in their heads and hearts. although we always see kahar and hakeem glued together 24/7, they're so so so private. all those promises they made during high school would still be pinned in their minds, because they're that inseparable. they're each other's beacons. sampai pernah berangan nak lari gi thailand sbb nak kawin la katenye. klate kan dekat dgn thailand. in my head, they still keep in contact with each other after they graduated high school. both would sacrifice money and time just to see each other every two months since time tu takde social media sangat. check in laaaa pe lagi en. hehe. bachok 8 jam lagi jauh tau dari nismilan! beja dgn abu yamin tau je depa ada udang disebalik mee, tu yang depa dua gigih nak tear them apart. sebab beja dah kena sepak dgn ayoh dulu sbb kantoi couple dgn megat. tu yang abu yamin selalu berbulu je dengan all anak2 abu yamin punya "best friend". makes you think, kan? macam abu yamin pun ada history yang sama pulak.... hehe kita tunggu movie kudrat '68 ye. but ahhhhh these two shaylas could give me diabetes just thinking about them!!! let me know if you wanna hear more about my thoughts on kahar/hakeem hehe

reza/megat: this one...... ohoho.... soooo many layers ye. this one i'm still collecting my thoughts on since it's quite a fresh pairing. tapi alaaa dia lebih kurang macam kahar/hakeem jugak masa sekolah, but if it was fucked up. no happy endings with these boys at all. megat walaupun he still sees beja after graduating as a friend, can lepak for a smoke and makan2 here and there, but he will never, i mean never, go back to his old ways with beja no more. of course the yearning and longing is still there between those two, since kahar keeps being the glue of the brotherly figures, but some things are not meant to be the same anymore. it's almost as if megat is scared that his lil tissue heart gets broken by beja again. kahar ada la kenen2kan both of them again, whenever beja and megat would meet mesti beja bawak kahar sekali "to keep himself grounded", but these stupid boys have soooo many unresolved tensions that needed to be forced out of them to keep their heads quiet whenever they meet eyes. PLEASE GO TO THERAPY, BOTH OF YOU!!!! beja sometimes would envy kahar's relationships with people around him, his brother's everlasting love with hakeem, his brotherhood he had with megat when they plotted beja's internal death and even his father wouldn't keep his mouth shut about little baby bechik, despite his horrible words he said about the runt of the litter katanya. how does kahar keep people so close to him despite his prominent weakness? haaaa. beja just couldn't keep people close in his life la since yang narcisstic tu dia! bukan megat, bukan kahar, bukan ayoh dia, but abdul reza! but i digress. everything in reza's life is a ticking timebomb, even himself, waiting for some type of destruction. the loss of his relationship with megat was one of his biggest destructions. speaking of beja and megat, sir razaisyam also had awesome headcanons during the alpha47 garage sale about these two that still keeps me up at night. like, why are you keeping the fact that megat lovessssssssssss reza deeply to yourself?! we need more exposure about these two!! tolongla.

ha!! habis pun my headcanons about my top 3 ships in the high council universe. i dont know if these are considered headcanons anymore or not lmaooo. i just be saying anything at this point. i could talk about them more, so if u guys want anything specific, come hit me up!! i'm always happy to yap about these troubled queer boys with u guys no matter what ship!! terima kaseh sebab sudi baca, kawan2!

[dichtefichten]

goal

[superdryalienthing]

Recently discovered what these pantun means in the Lang Buana movie, it is sooo fitting for Megat and Reza bro

[afrotumble]

Two members of the Beja nomadic tribe which inhabits parts of Sudan, Egypt and Eritrea.

[tokjutrips]

Festa festa

[portugalretratosdispersos]

Câmara Municipal de Mértola, Vista geral e percursos, Mértola, Portugal, 2020

[panafrocore]

The Beja - Beni Amer or Hadendoa Knife: A Cultural Symbol of the Beja Tribes

The Beja – Beni Amer or Hadendoa Knife is a fascinating piece of craftsmanship that holds deep historical and cultural significance. This exquisite dagger features a blade made of durable iron and a hilt carved from rich ebony wood, combining functionality with artistic elegance. The Beja people, comprising of five tribes, with the prominent sub-groups being the Hadendoa and Beni Amer, are…

[sail0rworld]

Around the L💟v☮️

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fuck it bro, first tumblr post being beja and megat fanart how we feelin' PLEASEE I NEED KKHC MOOTS TO BE INSANE TOGETHER

[fallenkaplas]

reasons why i ship aedy/amir: 4/10

the way aedy’s big hand wrapping the fabric around amir’s delicate hands😔

[sarapriscila3]

[onebig-loveaffair]

Praia Fluvial dos Cinco Reis, Beja, Portugal