#i want haleem too

[minhosimthings]

biriyani >>>>>>> any other food

SO REAL SO MF REAL

[panjakes]

Happy Mother’s Day!

Pairs: JeonghanxBlackreader

Summary:Jeonghan and your son makes breakfast for you

Requested:Yes😗✌🏼somebody texted me about Dilf Jeonghan so here you go🧍🏽‍♀️

It was the day before Mother’s Day and Jeonghan was trying to pull some last minute strings for his wife, Yn, for Mother’s Day.

“Daddy I told you to get her something last week!” His som, Haleem says shaking his head

“I know son, I just forgot. I’ve been busy” Jeonghan says searching on Amazon

“Too busy for mommy?” He asks putting all the things he made in class for her in a box

“What’s that suppose to mean?” Jeonghan asks making the 5 year old shrug

“Idk I’m just saying, I’ve been busy but I still managed to make mommy a lot of things” he says

Before jeonghan could say anything, Yn came down stairs with their one year old daughter, Holly

“Holly bolly!!!” Haleem screamed

“Is Holly the only person you see?” She asks

“No, hi mommy” he says smiling

“Hi baby” she says leaning down to kiss his forehead

She passes the baby over to Jeonghan who sat her on the counter in front of him

“What’re you two doing?” She ask

“I just packaged your Mother’s Day gift!” Haleem says smiling big

“Ouuu I’m excited! I love it already!” She says tickling his neck

“Mommy you don’t even know what it is!!” He says laughing

“I don’t have to know what it is to love it, I’ll love anything you give me” she says kissing his cheek

“Was there anything you wanted me to give you?” Jeonghan asks

“I want you to surprise me” she says making Jeonghan sigh

Asking wasn’t really helping.

“Mother’s Day tomorrow, are you going out?” Jeonghan asks

“Not that I planned too” Yn says shrugging

“Are you taking the kids to my parents?” Jeonghan asks

“Why would I take them to your parents on Mother’s Day? Your moms a mother too?” Yn says

“She already agreed to watch them” Jeonghan asks

“Did she agree when you asked?” Yn asks

“I didn’t ask! She did!” Jeonghan says

“Oh okay, just making sure!” Yn says

“So can I take you out? Alone. Without the kids?” Jeonghan asks

“Why can’t we go?” Haleem says now holding Holly

“Because it’s Mother’s Day now be careful with your sister” Jeonghan says

“Without us mommy wouldn’t be a mother” he says making Yn burst into laughter

Jeonghan side eyes Haleem then Yn

“He has a point babe” Yn says laughing

“Yeah whatever” Jeonghan says shaking his head at his son

The next morning Jeonghan and Haleem tipped toed around the house to prepare yn breakfast.

“Why do we have to do circle pancakes? Heart pancakes would be cute!” Haleem whispers

“Because we don’t know how to make heart shaped pancakes!” Jeonghan whispers back

“We have cookie cutters!”

“Son…there for cookies!” Jeonghan whisper yells

“So! Use them for pancakes!” He whisper yells back

Jeonghan sighs taking the cookie cutter from the boys tiny hand. Before he could place the cookie cutter in the pan, Holly starts crying

“I’ll be back, watch the grits!” Jeonghan says to the boy

“Got it!” Haleem says before tuning his eyes to stare at the pot very aggressively

He rushes up the stairs to grab the crying baby that sat up in your arms

“What’s wrong Holly?” He asks sitting in the bed

“Da! Da!dada!” She says making grabbing hands for him and of course, he takes her.

“Where’s Haleem?” Yn asks in a sleepy tone

“Downstairs watching cartoons” Jeonghan says shrugging

“When are you dropping them off?” She asks

“Around 4. Our reservations are at 7” Jeonghan says making Yn nod

“Okay, wake me up before you leave” Yn says flipping over to go back to sleep. Jeonghan chuckles before nodding

“We do, happy Mother’s Day by the way” he says leaning over to kiss her forehead

“Thank you” she mumbles with a smile

“Tell mommy bye bye!” Jeonghan says making the baby wave her hand

“Bye bye!” She says making Jeonghan smile as they leave the room

He goes back down stairs to see Haleem still staring at the grits

“Great your back, I’m tired of watching this” he says sighing

“You did good soon, go take a break I’ll finish” Jeonghan says ruffling the small boys curls

“Yay a break!!” He says running to the livingroom to watch his cartoons.

Jeonghan puts Holly in her seat that sat on the counter so he could continue cooking.

He fed Holly small pieces of food here and there which she gladly ate. Once he was done he made four plates and took them too the table.

“Haleem!! Go wake up mommy” Jeonghan says

“Okay!” He says running up the stairs. He places Holly in her high chair along with her plate. She didn’t wait for anybody before she started digging in

“Now Holly! Don’t you wanna wait for mommy?” He asks

“No!” She says stuffing the small pieces of pancakes in her mouth

“Okay then.” Jeonghan says placing his gifts for Yn on the table.

About five minutes later, Haleem came dragging Yn down the stairs

“Happy Mother’s Day!!” He and Jeonghan yell at the same time

“Yayyyyyy!” Holly shouts throwing her sticky hands in the air

Yn laughs before pulling the two into a hug

“Thank you guys, are these heart shaped pancakes?! Omg these are so cute!” She says taking a fork to poke at the heart shaped melting butter

“I’m glad you like it, now eat” Jeonghan says kissing her cheek.

Yn sits down at the table and dig in. Holly babbles as everyone made conversation about todays plan

“I made Grandma something too!” Haleem says

“I’m sure she’ll love it baby” Yn says pinching his cheek

Now that everyone was finished, Jeonghan takes the plates to the dishwasher and starts it. Haleem starts pushing the gifts over to his mother.

Of course she opened Haleem’s box first. When she opened the lid, there were two paintings, a card, a handmade beaded bracelet, a Tshirt, and a cup he made

Yn gasp pulling the poorly made cup putting her hand over her chest.

“Best mom! Aww babe look at the heart!” Yn says turning the cup around

Jeonghan laughs at the pink oddly shaped cup.

“Aw Haleem it’s so cute” Yn says pulling the boy into a hug

“Thank you!” He says bouncing around, happy that his mother liked her hand made gifts.

“Me next!” Jeonghan says childishly making his wife laugh

She opens the big bag pulling out a box and opens it. She opens all the boxes with a smile. The box held a bracelet with a heart on it with a necklace to match.

“Aw this is so cute!! Jeonghan!” She says smiling

“What else is in the bag?” He asks with a smirk

She peaks around the gift tissue paper seeing a bottle of wine. She looks back up at Jeonghan with a smirk

“Mhm. Was this for me or you?” She asks crossing her arms

“Mainly me but you too” he says as they both start laughing

“Thank you guys I love my gifts” she says pulling both Jeonghan and Haleem into a hug

“Your welcome babe happy Mother’s Day” Jeonghan says kissing her cheek

[anonimusunnoaniswriting]

Ahh, glad you had a good time at the Eid celebration! I just had a feeling that you’d be Bengali too. Istg it’s like a 7th sense, totally useless ability but fun nonetheless haha. Are you also from abroad? Or do you live in BD? And bc I saw the tags: Haleem is a BIG love of mine too. I’m a full grown woman but I’m begging my mom to make it every Ramadan (and she always does🥹) may need to ask her to teach me fr.

I’m also super excited for the Suguru fic!! Have a nice weekend ✨

Evening Anon!

I'm from India and I live here too. Not telling y'all where though 😅

Suguru fic is very much still "in the works". I first want to do Katana and Kanzashi part 2. The yakuza!Nanaminmin x geisha!reader. Although with the way my mood goes I could just pop in and add more to it while I'm able. One thing that's slowing it down a bit is that it's a collaborative effort with Saber (we're doing a Neil Gaiman-Terry Prachett kind of writing process where it's like you write some I write some.) so since she hasn't properly watched jjk yet I'm not keen on going further before she at least watches some of it

Also your mom – bless her – makes haleem??!!! DROP THE RECIPE ANONhnnngggg don't you love me? Grown women need haleem too. 🥺🥺🥺

I hope you had a good Eid but. Haleem or no haleem.

Ps. I dunno if you're into him, but I have a fun Toji fic dropping tonight 11:40PM IST. 🫣🥺🫣🥺

[rrxindrops]

Some years ago I was in a similar position, also felt extremely empty. Then eventually I decided to open a Qur’an Translation from the beginning, and finally listen to what God had to say, haven’t looked back since, it felt like the puzzle began to mend itself as I reflected on the translation bit by bit every night (still do every night and have finished several others too). I don’t know if it’s the case for you but all my life there was a great emphasis on rituals/reciting, but you end up realising thee essence is missing when you can’t actually access any guidance… something happens when you see what God has to say to you, how he speaks to us, what he wants for us, the translation I first started was by Prof Abdul Haleem (oxford edition) which is really great. the only thing if you decide to read it to keep in mind is sometimes he will add [prophet] to a verse when the arabic is directly addressing the reader. But besides that it was life changing.

I hope you find what your soul seeks.

Salam anon,

Thank you so much for taking your time sending me good words of advice and for sharing your experience with me. I really appreciate it. BarakAllahu feek 🤍

[cowboyhorsegirl]

What is Tony’s fav soup? In fact, all the fav soups of the avengers go!

(please)

OMG anon heyyyyyy!!!

Thank you SO much for this ask I am literally sitting you down at my dining room table right now and offering you my favorite homemade roasted tomato soup with roasted garlic bread that I made this afternoon just for you and i hope you don't mind i've already packed you a tupperware to go too <3

Edit! Forgot to mention that this ask was most definitely inspired by this post!

JARVIS (AKA my favorite Avenger don't come at me): JARVIS loves alphabet soup lol!! ................................................................please clap

Rhodey: Roasted Tomato Soup with Roasted Garlic Bread (as aforementioned!). Why mess with the classics?? Bonus: Rhodey never passes up the opportunity to assault Tony with his weapons-grade garlic breath before Tony begs him to please go gargle some mouthwash NOW.

Bruce: Haleem. So much of his life is trying to fight against the hot anger and turmoil within him that seems to tear him apart from the inside out. The first time he had haleem was while he was in hiding in India when a lovely woman whose name he never caught saw him shaking against the side of a building in the street and offered him a bowl to eat when she coaxed him to come join her and her family for dinner that night. I firmly believe in the divine healing powers of women you don't know who offer you a brief and selfless kindness during the darkest moments of your life and I know Bruce does too. Sometimes it's nice to let yourself feel the sort of warmth without jagged edges that can only come from a kind stranger or a desi stew <3

Thor: is ambrosia a soup or a drink? let's go soup. I feel like thor doesn't care much either way for most midgardian foods BUT i also feel like one time he had the most god awful hot dog soup at a diner in New Mexico and was forevermore Compelled by it.

Clint: Clint does not like soup. Why would he, after all, it's barely food and it's certainly not a drink. When Clint wants to eat he wants to chew his food like a grown man, damn it! No, Clint definitely does not like soup. And he certainly does not keep a can of Campbell's Tomato A to Z's in his pantry to eat on nights when Laura is visiting her mother and the kids are all out for some reason or another--going to the next town over for a baseball game or an overnight band trip or sleeping over at a friend's house--and he just can't believe that they're growing so fast and he remembers feeding all his babies A to Z's while they were squirming around in the high chair and then having to finish up the half-spilled bowl himself before it became a fully-spilled bowl. It definitely doesn't taste like nostalgia and stability and family. Definitely not.

Pepper: French Onion. Classy and sophisticated, you can't cut corners with this soup. This is a luxurious soup, but instead of highfalutin ingredients or 36-step recipes, all the luxury is derived from time and care; a soup for one with high standards, discerning taste, and a lot of love in her heart <3

Natasha: Thai Corn Soup. Spicy and comfy and perfect in every way. May seem a bit intimidating for a home chef at first, but practice is the key and it takes much less practice than you'd think to make the best thai corn soup <3

Steve: Tom Kha Gai. This was definitely a case of Steve bemusedly getting dragged all around New York by Tony and Natasha and Pepper to try out all the international cuisines he's never heard of before and then having a quasi-religious experience in the restaurant because he did not know soup could taste Like That. No recipe because honestly neither Steve nor I have the clearance to make this. We prefer getting it straight from our favorite local Thai joint.

Tony: Vegetable Beef Soup. No recipe here either, though there was one at some point--Tony seems to recall a step involving flour that Steve always thought was bullshit so they skipped that step every time and then eventually just stopped using the recipe altogether. What goes in this soup? Tony couldn't tell you, though to be fair he wouldn't be able to tell you what goes in most of the food he's ever eaten that's usually prepared by butlers and high-end chefs, but he could most definitely show you the ingredients that go into this soup. It's all in the muscle memory, bustling about the kitchen in the kind of easy unspoken choreography that says i want to stay here forever with you. The ingredient list changes a bit every time depending on what's around, but Tony could recognize this soup anywhere. This is kind of soup you make with and for a very special someone. This is the soup you make when what you're really making is a home together <3

[chameli]

tagged by @shahrukh-khan my dearest 💕

fave food: haleem, shrimp biryani, keema spaghetti, bun kabab, tandoori chicken, samosa, chana masala, rice & beans, tacos, pizza, any kind of soup

song stuck in my head: queen by history bc i was listening to it before i went to bed last night

last thing i googled: something for work

dream trip: i want to go to pakistan sooo bad! the last time i traveled there was in 2009, when i was a teenager. a few friends have recently went and i feel so jealous looking at their pictures & videos. i miss karachi way too much but i also want to visit my significant other's hometown in punjab

time: 3:02pm

tagging: @singinprincess @changshapatrol @nowordsareneeded @bloop-monster @goblinsbriide and anyone else who would like to do it! you can say i tagged you!

[seaslugg7]

Hi Char, I was wondering if you could share your diet, love u and happy new year !!

hey :)

sure

goat kefir, broccoli, spirulina, almonds, green juice, almond butter, coconut cream, barleans omega swirl (the fish one and the flax one), protein shake, wild fish, grass fed meat, avocado, grass fed butter, free range eggs, acai, mixed nuts sans peanuts, curry (nihari, chana masala, haleem, saag, etc) biriyani, quinoa, vitamineral green, blue green algae, chlorella, lots of spirulina, sometimes potatoes, beef bacon, sometimes sourdough bread (cracked wheat), sometimes pizza (with a lot of herbs) or garlic naan. sometimes macaroni and cheese. i avoid most carbs, some are needed but my body hates them. i also don't really eat any sugar at all, if i do its like a tangerine, a strawberry or some watermelon. i really love japanese and desi cuisine.

i never drink alcohol. i stopped being vegan in like 2019 and started eating meat in 2020. i dont eat pork or octopus. i only cook with avocado oil or butter (important) i avoid canola oil and other vegetable oils. i will use olive oil, but don’t cook with it.  if i eat something fried, i limit to once a week. i dont do popcorn or certain fish high in omega 6. (i really avoid anything high in omega 6) i avoid highly processed foods, AGES, anything high GI, most bread, trans fats, artifical colors or flavors, processed soy products like tofu, soy protein, etc.

i should note that i eat this way because my body wants me to. it has nothing to with vanity even though being this careful does have a lot of benefits in that department. if it had no affect on aging or looks i would still 100% adhere to this diet. Also, I have to eat an excess of calories to support my metabolism, which is not good for most people and will shorten lifespan for most people. Being in a slight caloric deficit is ideal for longevity. If I could eat less calories and not be underweight, i definitely would restrict more and fast often. That being said, healthy fats have benefits and should be included whether you are trying to gain, maintain, or lose weight. 

Edit: love u too 🖤

[goldenkirstein]

hi raf! you mentioned that you’re south asian, so can i request megumi + your faves with a desi s/o? either fem or gender neutral is fine! i hope you’re well <3

hehe, I forgot to include this in my other ask (i requested the desi s/o hcs) but can it be a no-curse au?

warnings: fem! reader, mentions of food

a/n: these hc's are coming from my knowledge and experience as a desi person. When I say desi, that includes India, Pakistan & Bangladesh. Obviously, these regions are incredibly diverse, and these hc's do not include the full scope of identities in those areas; I tried my best to be inclusive with my knowledge. Also, I don't speak Tamil or Bangla, but I tried my best with the phrases included.

— Megumi and Yuuji with a Desi s/o

Megumi Fushiguro

Megumi would be super respectful about your culture; never once would he make fun of your traditions or practices.

In terms of traditional clothing, his favourite would be black or navy blue kurtas. Nothing too flashy. He likes the soft material.

The quickest way to fluster him? Wear a Sari; he thinks you look so beautiful with how the fabric flows on your body. He won’t know what to say; the boy is a blushing mess when you wear traditional clothing.

During events, it’s funny to see how he tries to refuse aunties from offering him rishtas. He’s always polite but makes sure to shoot you a glare as you try to stifle a giggle.

Gege said that Megumi doesn’t like sweet side dishes, making me think he wouldn’t like mehtai/sweets. He would try gulab jamun and jalebi at least once, but he would love biryani, masala dosas and butter paneer.

On the topic of food, if you enjoy cooking, he would love to help you cook or learn recipes from you and try them out later by himself to surprise you.

He would love the song “Dil Dhadakne Do” from Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara based on his music taste.

Megumi would be a little shy to ask you to teach him some words in your language, and if you call him any pet names, like jaanu or en chellam, Megumi would be confused if he doesn’t know the meaning, but once he gathers the courage to ask you, he would blush profusely.

He would call you those pet names once in a while just to see your reaction. Of course, it takes him a bit to get the pronunciation right, but he loves seeing how you look at him with utter adoration in your eyes when he does say it right.

Yuuji Itadori

Eats everything and anything. Yuuji loves nihari, chicken karahi, haleem. He loves desi cuisine, and he’ll enjoy it all, especially if you make it for him.

Speaking of food, he’s the type of guy that won’t complain and offer to feed you while you’re getting your mehndi done. His only complaint is how long it takes to dry because he wants you to play with his hair, but he’ll suck it up because he loves how pretty your hands look with mehndi on them.

Like Megumi, he’s respectful about traditions and your culture.

He will binge-watch Bollywood movies and Pakistani dramas with you. Yes, binge, he watched K3G back to back with Kuch Kuch Hota Hai. He tried putting on Kal Ho Na Ho next, but you had to wrench the remote away from his hands to save him from heartbreak.

Yuuji loves wearing Kurta Shalwar; he doesn’t mind the flashy colours.

If you wear a lehenga around him, he loses his mind. He peppers you in kisses and is always ready to help you lift or fix the lehenga while walking or standing.

He asked you once to recreate the scene in Om Shanti Om when “Ajab Si” plays.

I think he would enjoy the song Haaye Dil from the movie Parey Hut Love.

You’re saved on his phone as raani since he calls you princess usually.

If you celebrate Pohela Boishakh, he always wishes you Shubho Noboborsho.

If you take him to any events, you have to make sure he doesn’t hog all the shingaras.

He is so much fun at events; the kids love to whisk him away from you to play games with him; he really likes playing cricket with them.

Yuuji is so sweet when it comes to your culture; he never makes you feel weird because of it, and he loves that you share this part of yourself with him.

a/n: these were really fun to write, i hope that everything sounded alright. ty for requesting !!

[oneawkwardcookie]

11 Questions

Tagged by @milverton 😊

Rules: Answer the following 11 questions and then ask 11 of your own and tag people.

1. What is the worst character death you've seen/read? As in it did not make sense for the plot, was clearly just done for the shock value, or because they didn’t know what to do with the character etc.

Can I saw Castiel despite not watching the show? Honestly though, I don’t really tend to watch shows that kill off their characters for drama! Probably Liv’s boyfriends in iZombie - I can’t decide whether Drake or Lowell’s deaths were worse... maybe Lowell because I like Bradley James.

2.  What is the worst character death you've seen/read? As in it was done well and really made you feel something.

Hmmmm ... the only good character death I can think of is Doug from 911,

3. Who is your favourite character from the last show you watched?

The last show I was watching was Decoupled, and Arya is my favourite so far. He’s hilariously misanthropic and I love to see him fuck up.

4. What is your favourite food associated with a holiday?

Haleem, which I associate with Eid-ul-Adha.

5. Do you have any paintings on your wall?

I have the painting photographs that my landlord has put up around the flat, but I’ve also got some of my own little watercolours up as well 😊

6. Have you learnt anything new during the pandemic?

I learnt to knit, and how to make tapioca pearls so that I could make my own bubble tea.

7. Is there a skill you really wanted to learn as a child, but for whatever reason didn’t and it feels like it’s too late now or you aren’t interested anymore?

I wish I’d learnt Arabic, but I feel too old for that now.

8. Pick a ship that you really like. Apart from each other, who would you ship them with? You can’t say no one.

Oooh I’m gonna challenge myself and say Buddie. Buck and Ali were cute together and introducing her realisation in 2x18 was kinda out of left-field so if they just didn’t do that!

Eddie has chemistry everyone, but the show really doesn’t help me on this front, cos they don’t really give Eddie *anyone*. Eddie with a single mum would be interesting. Since Charlie’s mum is a no from me, I’ll pick the single mum from 2x04. She was cute. Otherwise, I was just talking to Zee the other day about how Eddie and Ali might have been interesting (if she hadn’t dated Buck!) cos he *was* the one rescuing her from the hotel window.

9. In no particular order, who are three of your favourite non-mutual followers?

I don’t really do favourites, though know that I recognise people in my notes!

10. What was the reason you followed the last blog you followed?

I wanted to follow a Buddie blog that also posted some other stuff, and I’m sure this person posted something funny to make me find their blog! 

11. What show or film would you currently like to recommend to your followers?

Decoupled - I haven’t even finished two episodes but I’m already hooked.

Tagging: @breannacasey, @novemberhush, @madamewriterofwrongs, @zeethebooknerd, @lovelessmotel, @fireinyourkiss, @mybelovededdiediaz, @theladyyavilee, @leightonmurrayz, @diazchristopher, @alltoowelltmv.

What’s your favourite fruit?

If you could only listen to songs from one album for the rest of your life, which album would you pick?

What’s the best holiday you’ve been on, and why?

What TV show would you bring back, either as a reboot or continuing where it was cancelled?

What’s the best thing that’s happened to you during the pandemic?

What’s your favourite mode of public transport?

What three movies would someone need to watch to understand you?

Share something you’ve learnt or seen today

What’s your favourite thing about Tumblr?

What’s a thing your family does that is definitely something pretty unique to you all?

Who’s your most interesting relative and why?

[panjakes]

i had to think of what I wanted requested lol. so like a happy Ahn Hyo-Seop and reader type deal w their little(2 kids 5&3) family and talking about wanting another child or not. I hope you get what I mean🤦🏾‍♀️🤭

Hyoseop yawns turning over on his side to wrap his arms around his wife only to be met with a giggle. He opens one eye to see his son who had his hands over his mouth trying not to giggle again

“What’re you doing trouble maker?” He asks

“Morning dad!” He says

“Morning son” he says placing a kiss on the five year olds head

“Can we go to the park?” He asks

“Sure but let’s ask mommy first” Hyeoseop says sitting up in the bed

“What if she says no?” He asks in a pout

“I doubt she will, it’ll be a nice day” Hyeoseop says

Just then your 2 year old daughter walked into the room dragging her blanket

“Good morning Alana” Hyeoseop says spreading his arms for a hug. The tiny human ignored him and goes straight to you

“Mommy” she says lightly patting your face

“Yes Alana baby” you mumble as you start to wake up

“Rice” she says

“You want rice?” You mumble

“Yes!! Egg” she says

“You want an egg to?” You ask sitting up fixing the bonnet that was slipping off your head

“Mommy I want an egg!” Khalil says

“Okay, babe do you want rice and eggs too?” You ask peaking over your shoulder at Hyeoseop

“Yes I’d like a kiss too” he says puckering his lips

You kiss two fingers before pushing them to his lips

“Goodmorning” you say smirking

“That is not the kiss I wanted” he says pouting

“Well while I cook you get ready, I want to take the kids to the park” you say picking up Alana who sleepily chewed on her fingers

“Yayyyy the park!” Khalil shouts jumping up and down on your shared bed

“Stop!” Alana says pointing at her brother

“No jumping son! Your sister and mom will kill us” Hyeoseop says grabbing the boy from the bed

After a fulfilling breakfast Yn and Haleem sat in his room picking out his outfit while Hyeoseop struggled to put Alana’s clothes on.

“Alana sweetheart please work with daddy!” He says trying to push her arm through the shirt

“No! Mommy!” Alana shouts crying

“Alana! Put your clothes clothes on!” Hyeoseop says sternly making the 2 year old stop and allows him to put her clothes on

“See. It was that bad” Hyeoseop says watching as she walks over to the mirror twirling around to see her outfit

“Ouu pretty?” She asks turning around with a big smile

“Yes, very pretty sweetheart. Now let’s go find mommy so she can do your hair” Hyeoseop says grabbing her tiny hand in his

“Mommy do my hair!” Alana says jumping up and down

Hyeoseop finally found you in the hallway digging in the closet

“She wants her hair done” he says pointing to the small child

“Does she really?” You ask with a raised brow

“Yeah!” Alana says smiling. You smile back before picking her up

“Fine, let’s get it done before your brother has a stroke” you mumble

“Where’s Haleem?” Hyeoseop asks

“Putting on his shoes, can you pack their snack bag please” you ask sitting Alana between your legs to brush her hair

“Of course” Hyeoseop says rushing to the kitchen

He grabs fruits, chips, granola, juice, and water. Cutting up the fruit and putting it into the two separate containers.

“Dad is there mangos in the box?” Haleem asks

“Yes is there anything else you want?” Hyeoseop asks

“Uhhh pineapple!” He shouts making Hyeoseop sigh

“Your allergic to pineapples son” Hyeoseop reminds

“I don’t mind being a little itchy” he says making Hyeoseop chuckle

“Pick something else” he says making the boy pout

“Apples”

“Very good choice” he says throwing apple slices into the bag.

As soon as he was done packing the snack bag you and Alana were coming down the stairs ready to go

“Aw look at my girls!! You two are so beautiful”Hyeoseop says wrapping his arm around you and placing a kiss on your forehead

“Thank you! You ready to go Haleem?” You ask causing the boy to nod grabbing the tiny back pack off the counter

“Alana can daddy get a kiss?” Hyeoseop asks

“No.” The 2 year old says locking her hand in yours

Your snickering make’s Hyeoseop glare at you.

“I’ll put them in the car!” You say still snickering

Hyeoseop shakes his head grabbing his and yours things leave close behind you.

Hyeoseop smiled as he took pictures oh Haleem playing and you and Alana sliding down the slide together.

“Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! Slide with me!” Alana says running over to him

“Aww you want me to slide with you?” Hyeoseop asks getting excited

Alana was a mommy’s girl and was alway up under you. She loved Hyeoseop but he thinks she loves you more

He hands you his phone and he climbs the tiny stairs with Alana in his arms. He sits at the top with her in his lap before he slides down with Alana screaming and giggling.

“Aww that’s so cute!” You say smiling

“Mommy! I’m hungry!” Alana says pulling at your shirt

“Okay, Haleem you hungry?” You shout

“No!” He shouts back playing with some boy he just meet

“Okay come Alana” you say walking over to one one the benches with Hyeoseop behind you. You sit Alana on the table

Hyeoseop pulls out her bang and fruit hand her an apple slice at a time

“Remember when Haleem was a baby?” You ask

“Yeah and I was always too scared to hold him because he was so tiny” Hyeoseop says making you both laugh

“Yeah I have birth to some tiny babies” you say tickling Alana’s neck

“Yeah they’re growing up” Hyeoseop says smiling over at Haleem who failed to do a cartwheel and laughing at the fact he failed

“Daddy juice” Alana says putting her hand out in a grabbing motion. Hyeoseop pulls out the juice box putting it in her hand

“Do you know how to open it?” You ask making her nod

“I miss having a baby in the house” you mumble not thinking Hyeoseop heard anything. Hyeoseop smiles at you before reaching over to grab your hand

“Let’s have another one. Let’s try for another baby” he says making you go wide eyed

“For real?” You ask

“Yes for real” he says holding his hand up for a high five. You raise your brow at him before giggling

“Your so corny” you say giving him the high five. He chuckles before leaning over to kiss your lips

“I love you Yn” he says

“I love you too” you say

“No! No! No!” Alana says turning around to wave her finger in his face

“What? You want a kiss too?” He asks

“No!” Alana says making Hyeoseop grab her and kiss her anyway making her laugh and giggle

Haleems runs over to the table out of breath

“You ready for your snacks now?” You ask him handing him a bottle of water

“Yeah” he says making you laugh

“Haleem how do you feel about being a big brother” Hyeoseop says confusing the boy

“I am a big brother” he says confused making you giggle

“How about being a big brother again?” You ask making him gasp

“Mommy’s having another baby?” He asks stuffing his mouth with mangos

“Not yet” Hyeoseop says

“Can it be another girl? I want a little sister” he says making you and Hyeoseop confused

“You already have a sister baby” you say

“No, I want a sister that likes me! Alana only likes you!” He says sipping on his juice

“See! I told you!” Hyeoseop says

“So what?! Leave my baby alone! You two are just jealous” you say patting the girls head

“It’s okay because the next baby will love us! Isn’t that right son!?” Hyeoseop says asking for a high five from his son who gives him one immediately.

You giggling shaking your head at the two. You guess your having another baby

[foodtheywrote]

food+drink from AYESHA AT LAST by Uzma Jalaluddin

(these are all Kindle highlights. please let me know in the comments if you have other mentions of food and/ or drink in this book.)

This book also had a number of food-making sequences but those are dense (one more reason to read it!)

1. ...took a bite of the clammy scrambled eggs Farzana had prepared for breakfast.

2. Farzana neatly flipped another paratha flatbread onto her son’s plate, though he had not asked for more.

3. Humming to herself, she placed a small pot on the stove, adding water, milk, cinnamon, cloves, cardamom, and tea leaves for chai.

4. I sneak them rice and dal sometimes.

5. ...Maple donuts and Tim Hortons hot chocolate.

6. Which meant takeout pizza and...

7. Their community also boasted the best kebabs, chicken tikka, dosa, sushi, pho, and roti in the city...

8. ...stirring a fragrant curry and sprinkling minced coriander on top...

9. Are we going for bubble tea this weekend?

10.  When he was younger, he would make desserts and simple pasta dishes for Zareena.

11. The pakoras were delicious...

12. She accepted the tea...

13. ...wiping down counters and frying samosas in the kitchen...

14. “I’ll get chai all over my new shalwar.”

15. ...a bowl of spicy Indian chaat mix, and a plate overflowing with samosas.

16.  I made the cookies...

17. ...cook at least three different types of rice, twelve or more meat dishes, and at least as many vegetable curries.

18. ...you just had tea...

19.  I wish to purchase an apple fritter...

20.  “Two steeped teas double-double, and one apple fritter please.”

21. She placed two overcooked paratha flatbreads on his plate...

22. ...silently mopped up his spicy tomato and egg curry with the second paratha and washed it all down with the watery chai...

23....eaten the kheer I made.

24. It was probably the extra-large helping of chicken curry...

25. His biryani burps kept him staring at the ceiling for hours.

26. He removed some sourdough bread from the fridge and beat three eggs...

27. ...fried the French toast, spreading each slice with a peanut butter and Nutella mixture.

28....a large mug of chai.

29. ...slid over his ears like caramel.

30. Nani already fried the samosas...

31. ...Saleha offered tea. Nilofer requested sparkling water—“Perrier, if you have it.”

32. ...tray laden with water, tea, and cookies.

33. She ordered a lychee mango drink and waited.

34. ...makes a yummy pad Thai.

35. Your saag paneer and kofta kebab have become the stuff of Christmas party legend.

36. Your forgiveness for a kofta?

37. ...filled with rice and peas, kofta meatball curry, and a packet of homemade crispy papad lentil chips.

38. My sister always loved my pasta.

39. ...too busy to learn how to fry frozen samosas.

40. The first time I cooked an egg...

41. Ayesha could still taste the basmati rice on her lips...

42. ...compliment her on the chai she brings for you.

43. She balanced a tray of tea and snacks... 

44. My son loves pasta.

45. ...help me make some more chai for Farzana Aunty.

46. Can I pour you some more tea?

47. ...give him a lesson on how to make your delicious parathas.

48. ...Nani got out some canned mango pulp, and they all sat to eat at the kitchen table. She told them she hadn’t known how to cook when she was first married. “We ate a lot of eggs,” she said.

49. ...a plate of samosas in front of him.

50. Best butter chicken in the city.

51. ...revealing teeth stained red with betel nut.

52. ...offered her a plate of sizzling chicken tikka.

53. ...but he kept his gaze on the lamb biryani.

54.  ...taking a bite of spinach pakora.

55. He took a bite of the biryani—it was quite good, though heavy on the ghee. “Butter chicken is popular...

56. ...who was sipping a cup of tea.

57. ...ladled out a generous serving of rice, chicken, and naan.

58.  Khalid swallowed the rice, which was too salty, and took a bite of chicken...

59. ...looked at the stale bagel she had packed that morning. In her rush to be on time for school, she hadn’t even prepared it with cream cheese or peanut butter.

60. “Rob made pad Thai,” Clara said, wheedling. “He bought halal chicken...

61. Maybe there would be time between the faux-wine and pad Thai to apologize.

62. ...Khalid said sugar dates are a superfood. I’m gonna put them in your morning smoothie...

63. ...offered her the noodles first, before serving himself.

64. Rob took a big swallow of cola.

65. ...two iced slushies and a box of Twinkies. “Blue watermelon or red raspberry?”

66. ..boxes of sweets were being passed around.

67. Ayesha’s mother sat down beside her, nibbling on a chum chum.. 

68. She silently filled a glass with water and handed it to Ayesha.

69. Nana sipped his chai, his face unconcerned.

70. ...I brought chickpea salad.

71. ...offered her water or tea.

72. Farzana returned with a small cup of tea, and Nani noted the absence of the usual cookies or snacks.  

73. She took a sip of the tea—it was weak and lukewarm.

74. The uncles expect tea.

75. ...plates with biryani, butter chicken, and aloo gobi.

76. Would you like tea?

77. How about coffee?

78. ...putting another greasy, overcooked aloo paratha...

79. ...held out a granola bar to Khalid.

80. I want butter chicken, vegetable tawa, palak paneer, veal korma, and meat biryani. ... We’ll have Amritsar fish pakoras and channa chaat for appetizers.

81. ...I want mango kulfi and ras malai.

82. ...lecture on the right brand of paneer.

83. Would madam like some chai?

84. Would sahib like chicken tikka instead?

85. Hafsa was sitting in the food court of the mall, a container of fries in front of her...

86. Tarek suggested they grab coffee...

87. ...after they’d ordered their drinks and donuts.

88. The group broke for coffee and cookies...

89. Amir filled a Styrofoam cup with strong coffee, grabbed a jelly cookie...

90. What if I bring you some kofta and paratha...

91. She was surrounded by half-empty cups of tea...

92. ...in the food court eating chili-cheese fries.

93. ...a small carton of 2% milk, almond Daim cake, and vegetarian meatballs. Khalid’s stomach felt queasy, and he settled for a cup of coffee, black with three sugars.

94. She took another sip of chai...

95. ...an overcooked egg that had somehow cooled to freezing, paired with dry toast.

96. His chicken karahi is amazing...

97. “He made me donuts,” she said simply. “All the things I was craving: poutine, pizza, spaghetti, cheeseburgers.”

98. Khalid was sipping his double-double when Amir and Idris slouched into the Tim Hortons.

99. ...finished their coffee and donuts.

100. Hafsa was waiting for Ayesha with chicken wings, two pizzas...

101. Make me a tea too...

102. Not even a cookie?

103. They split a frozen pizza and bagged salad...

104. ...walked past with a tray of mango lassi.

105. ...steel dome–covered dishes of mutton biryani, haleem, and Mughlai chicken.

106. He handed a cup of tea to Nana.

107. ...taking a swig from his Budweiser. Khalid took a sip of his club soda.

[gothhabiba]

hello miss najia, first of all if this is too loaded a question feel free to tell me to fuck off. that being said, i recently came out to my family and its...yikes. theyre doing their best to deal with it but in the meantime, theres something i wanted to ask you. my dad is really religious, and he cant grasp the two (seemingly) contrasting realities of his love for me and his religion. ive heard from a lot of christian gays that the sodom and gomorrah story is not a clearcut damning of- (1/?)

-homosexuality, but as i tried to do research on the muslim versions, all i come up with is incriminating. i have never read the quran before, and my religious stance has always been personal and centered around love. now that ive faced this difficulty, i want to read the quran, but the problem of translations has been bothering me. do you have a version that you would suggest to me? im all very new to this. and if it is not too much to ask, could you share your opinion of the two cities of sodom and gomorrah? and again, feel free to ignore the second question, id really be content with your suggestion of the translation, if you choose to respond. thank you in advance, and congradulations on submitting your thesis! please take care

1. it actually bothers me a lil bit when people say things like ‘tell me to fuck off’, I feel it attributes a sort of malice or potential malice to me that I’ve just never demonstrated (this post is abt white people but it’s the general kind of thing I’m talking about)

2. the translation of the Qur’an that I’ve read in English is one by M.A.S Abdel Haleem which is pretty standard / widely recommended, quite readable & has occasional notes where they’re helpful. he’s also published books on understanding the themes & rhetorical devices used in the Qur’an (which can be a bit confusing if you’re expecting the stories to be like, completely linear)

3. I don’t know which sect you are but from anything in Islam recommending any kind of earthly punishment for ‘homosexuality’ is in the hadiths....... not the Qur’an. frankly I don’t bother myself with it at all because I don’t believe in god & am just here for a laff. I’ve encountered plenty of clarifications / other interpretations of this story tho’, largely centring around the idea that the crime was not ‘homosexuality’ or ‘sodomy’ but in fact attempted r*pe, inhospitality, denying the authority of god or the prophets, &c. from some quick searching:

Islamic Texts: A Source for Acceptance of Queer Individuals into Mainstream Muslim Society

What Does Islam Say About Being Gay?

The Qur’an, the Bible and homosexuality in Islam (tho’ this one claims that 4:16 is about ‘lewdness’ specifically between men, which interpretation is rejected by almost everyone)

this all came up with search terms “Sodom and Gomorrah” “Islam” and “LGBT”--likely you’d have less luck on a search if you used a term like “homosexuality”. you may also have luck with “q*eer”. & some of my followers may know more than I do.

[river1983]

Can You Feel My Heart?

No one has submitted prompts really lol so here’s another piece I did a while ago...no one asked for it but here it is lol. I edited it a little bit because I think Cas was a little to OOC.

Summary: Castiel has lost his wings--for good this time. Not used to his newly human form, he seeks the comfort of the Winchesters--specifically one pie-loving, self-hating hunter.

Ship: Destiel

--

Cas sat around the map table with the Winchester brothers, both staring at him for an explanation for why he hadn’t contacted them in weeks.

He considered making up a false excuse, covering up the real reason why he hadn’t contacted them. But the former angel knew that they would see right through him.

Castiel sighed as he grabbed the beer they had slid over. “I...I lost my wings.”

Dean’s expression immediately softened and Sam’s looked mostly confused.

“What? How?” Sam asked.

He finished his beer quickly, setting the bottle back down on the table. “I had been hunting for Gabriel. Ever since he came to me in that illusion I had been looking for him. My brothers, Rastiel and Haleem captured me outside of a cabin in Atlanta, Georgia. Under heaven’s orders, they removed my grace and knocked me unconscious. I woke up hours later in Chicago, no food, no money...nothing. I...I didn’t know what to do. So I walked here.”

Dean’s green eyes widened. “You walked? From Chicago to Lebanon? Without food or water?”

He nodded. “I couldn’t do anything else. I suppose I could have stolen a car, but truthfully I do not know how to hotwire a vehicle.”

The ex-soldier-of-heaven looked to the floor. “That’s why it took so long. I couldn’t get a hold of a phone because I had no money and apparently looked homeless. I managed to steal some water gas stations but was always caught and forced out before I managed to get some food.”

Dean worried for the angel...well ex-angel, now. He hadn’t done too well his first run at being human, and an instinct to care for Cas unexpectedly washed over him.

Dean went to the kitchen for a minute and brought back a turkey sandwich he had saved and handed it to him. “Eat. We’ll set you up in the room next to mine. After you eat, shower. You can borrow some of my clothes for now.”

Cas nodded, accepting the sandwich gratefully. “Thank you Dean.”

He attacked the sandwich, moaning in pleasure at the pleasant taste of the substance. Without his angelically modified taste buds, he could actually enjoy the food and not just taste the molecules. Food, the ex-angel decided, was one of the best creations humans had ever made in their evolution.

Sam came around, rubbing his friend’s shoulder. “We’ll figure it out, Cas.” Before retreating to his room.

Cas finished the turkey sandwich as Dean came back to the room, setting some of his old clothes down on the table. “Um, here’s some of my old clothes. They should fit you for now, we can buy you some more of your own later.”

Cas looked up at the older hunter, noticing his cheeks were pinker than before. Is he cold? The former angel thought. The bunker’s temperature isn’t too out balance, however.

He shrugged it off as a normal, unfamiliar human thing and took the clothes, shooting a grateful smile towards Dean and walking off to the bathroom.

Though as when he was an angel he didn’t need to shower, he knew where almost every room was, just in case of emergency. He reached the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind him. He took off his beloved trench coat, undid his tie, and peeled off his dress shirt. Staring at himself in the mirror, he couldn’t help but notice how human he looked. His eyes were red from lack of sleep, his ribs visible beneath his pale skin. His hair dirty and uncombed, along with his body. He had a scraggly beard from the weeks of no hygiene. He was sweaty from hours of walking. He hadn’t realized how terrible he looked.

How human he felt too. His arms and legs could barely hold his weight he was so weak. His eyes drooped with fatigue. His stomach, though he had just eaten, growled, demanding food. His bladder annoyingly full. His insides churned with sickness because of how he’s treated himself. His once enhanced mind now felt foggy. He felt vulnerable, and the ex-angel wasn’t used to the feeling of helplessness.

He was there as his Father created mankind. He was there during the flood. He was there when Mary gave birth to the first Nephilim, Jesus Christ. (A/N: This isn’t confirmed or anything I just thought it would be an interesting theory.) He was the one who told Abraham the fate of his son Ishmael.

He had been alive for several millennia, witnessed Creation firsthand. Now, his wings were gone and the one thing he was useful for--his angelic powers--has left him.

It all hit Castiel like a truck as he stared at himself in the mirror.

Dean kicked him out last time he was human. Would Sam and Dean even want him here? Was he only a tool to them? What would he even do if they kick him out again? He had no idea how to function as a human in this world, how to pass as a mortal when he’s spent centuries as an angel. That could be inferred from the last time he was human. 

He took a deep breath. he’ll have to worry about that later. Once he figured out how to turn on the shower, he let the scalding hot water soothe his aching muscles. He took the bar of soap and washed himself, also lathering his hair with the shampoo also in the shower.

Stepping out, he dried off with a towel Dean has also given him and relieved himself. He dressed in the clothes Dean had given him, gathered his old, dirty clothes, and set off to his room to put them away.

---

Cas stepped into the kitchen, causing Dean to double-take at his appearance.

He had given Cas an old plaid shirt, some jeans, and his boots that didn’t fit anymore. He’d never thought Cas would look so good in them. Dean wasn’t used to seeing him in such casual clothes--he always wore that dirty trench coat and suit. He was cut off guard with how the plaid shirt brought out his unnaturally blue eyes, how attractive in general he looked wearing “hunter clothes”.

Dean caught himself staring and shook his head a bit, dismissing the thoughts from his head. He’d come to terms that he maybe wasn’t as straight as he thought he was a while ago, but refused to let that get in the way of anything.

Cas walked towards Dean, standing next to him and leaning on the table. Dean repressed the urge to wrap his arm around the ex-angel.

“How you doing, Cas?”

Cas shrugged. “Okay, I suppose. Not completely thrilled to be human again.”

Cas stayed quiet, not sure if he wanted to bring up the concerns he had earlier.

Dean looked into Castiel’s eyes, seeing the former servant of heaven’s worries.

“If you need to talk...I’m here, okay?” Dean assured, the urge to comfort Cas overcoming him again.

Cas nodded, looking at the hunter with his bright blue eyes. “I will, Dean.”

They sat there in comfortable silence before Cas spoke again. “Are you going to kick me out again?”

Dean whipped his head around to look at Cas. He saw how Cas tensed awaiting his answer.

”What? No, Cas. Why would I do that?”

Cas glared at him. “You did last time.”

Dean winced. He remembered last time Cas was human, when Sam was unknowingly being possessed by Gadreel. Gadreel wouldn’t continue healing Sam if Cas was there, so Dean had kicked his best friend out.

”Cas...” Dean started. “I’m not going to kick you. I shouldn’t have the first time. Sam was being healed by Gadreel, and I...I was being a coward and didn't ell you the truth. I’m so sorry about that Cas.”

Cas looked down. “I know, Dean. You are forgiven. I just...needed to know I wouldn't be alone again.”

Dean’s heart ached. He regretted kicked Castiel out since I had happened, but he pushed it back with all the things that have gone down since the. He wouldn’t let Cas go through this again.  

”You won’t be,” Dean said, clasping his hand on Cas’ shoulder. “I’ll be here.”

Cas nodded, looking up and smiling small at Dean. “I’m going to go...get some rest.”

Dean saw a flash of pain register on his friend’s face before it disappeared.

“Alright, Cas.”

Castiel trudged to his room and closed his door, collapsing on the memory foam, sinking into the comfort.

--

Cas was broken.

It had been a month after his reunion with the Winchester’s and the routine of their lives returned to normal.

Except it wasn’t.

Dean and Sam still went on hunts, Cas tagging along sometimes. He couldn’t go after Gabriel as a human, and there was little else he could do. He had become a better hunter overtime, adapting without his angel mojo.

Dean made it better. He treated Cas the same, and treaded around the topic of angels and angel mojo around Cas. Sam did the same, but it was obvious he was a bit uncomfortable with Cas’...humanness.

Cas now sat on his bed, unable to gain the strength to get up and walk out. He had only been a human for 2 months, but it had seemed like a lifetime. He had been human longer before this, but now it felt completely different for some reason. Maybe it was the fact that his brothers took his grace, maybe it was the month spent trying to get to the Winchesters. But it was something, and Cas hadn’t felt right since it happened. Even with Dean helping him and making sure he didn’t feel alone or useless, he still felt he wasn’t contributing to the team. 

“Cas? What are you doing, we’re getting ready to-” Dean shouted as he came and opened Cas’ door. He saw the ex-angel staring at the wall, unmoving, eyes dead and shoulders slumped.

“Cas…?” Dean said softly.

Unable to prevent it, a tear rolled down Castiel’s cheek, followed by another, only increasing Castiel’s feeling of weakness.

“Cas!? Are you okay?” Dean asked, dropping his weapons bag and lightly cupping Cas’ face without thinking, only wanting to calm his friend.

Uncontrollably, Castiel just started crying. Tears stream down his cheeks and he hiccupped on every other breath, almost choking on his own tears. Dean pulled the former angel close to him, his heart breaking. He’d never seen Cas cry, even when he was human before. “Just let it out, Cas.”

And Cas did, he just...he couldn’t hold it in anymore. His hatred for his dependence on Dean, his lack of powers, his inability to do anything. He hated it and himself for getting in this situation. His bright blue eyes were now clouded with emotional pain, his heart feeling like it was being squished.

Cas squeezed his eyes shut and clung to the hunter, gripping his plaid shirt like his life depended on it. He sobbed uncontrollably, placing his hand where the mark he had left on Dean was, as if he could grasp onto the tiny amount of grace there and never let go.

He missed his wings.

His wings, massive, full, beautiful. Him being the leader of his garrison, his wings were elegant and decorative. There were pitch black besides occasional tufts of silver feathers. Blue streaks branched from where the wings joined into his back to the middle of the wing. He missed them like a child would miss their favorite toy.

He loosened his grip and went limp, worn out emotionally and physically from crying. He felt lighter after his meltdown, and he felt no shame in the presence of Dean. If it had been Sam, he probably wouldn’t have been able to look him in the eye for a while.

“I-I’m sorry, D-Dean.” Cas hiccupped, still gripping Dean’s arms.

Dean lifted Cas’ head, forcing the ex-angel to look at him, and hesitantly brought their lips together.

Cas completely melted into the kiss. He pulled Dean closer by the face, savoring it. When they finally parted, Cas looked into Dean’s eyes shocked but pleased.

“I’m glad you felt safe enough to be vulnerable in front of me.” Dean said softly.

“I raised you from Hell, Dean, our bond is very profound.” Cas said before he could stop himself.

Dean laughed, then kissed Castiel again. “Are you okay?”

Cas smiled genuinely for the first time since becoming human. “I am now.”

He kissed Dean once more as Sam came into his room, wondering where the former angel and his brother were. He found them kissing and walked out immediately, smiling softly.

He knew something was going on between those two.

[huraiyra]

tagged by @ccacctii thank u! ⚘

Nicknames: "sumi", but that's it.

Star Sign: virgo. I'm boring

Height: 5'4"

Last Movie I Watched: 3 Idiots for the 10th time. because (a) it is a fantastic movie and I'd recommend it even just with English subtitles and (b) I cant find anything else to watch.

Favorite Musician of All Time: system of a down. but if Serj doesnt fix a release date for this new final album or at least tell us no I'm gonna 🔫

Song Stuck in my Head: mi gna but without super sako's annoyin rap, like the cover by an Arab girl I think. and also that "heart doki doki" song from mermaid melody. by alala

Other Blogs: a dead supernatural blog that I abandoned after I got tired of their shit LMAO. also an art reference blog (if your creative posts get a random RB by a blog called hoshininaritai (a po poyans song I love SO much) it's me.) and etc. private stuff like a video game blog w/e

Do I get asks?: nah. would love to but I get it, you gotta make your own posts and interact with your followers to get asks. dont do that anymore. so it's valid

Who am I following?: same people I followed five years ago-ish when I first got my blog, unless I unfollowed. so just old friends, some funnyman blogs ... and new mutuals from other websites and people who follow me that I thought were tight. mostly random stuff blogs, some aes, some old prompt blogs that I got attached to. I could follow more blogs but a lot of people are weird tbh

What am I wearing?: blue CNE shirt I got with a free credit card and way too long white pants

Dream Job(s): married to a rich lady who loves me a lot and doesnt make me have a job LMAO. and if it wasn't hard as fuck, I'd want to work at NASA with my best friend. realistically though ... wanna work at the local wellness centre I guess.

Dream Trip: travelling scary. but maybe like Japan or a whole Europe trip ... also would like to see Vancouver or America. stuff happens there. The Six isnt as fun as Drake makes it out to be

Play any instruments?: harmonium

Speak any languages?: none (jk I'm English, relatively fluent in Bangla, I can jumble my way through Hindi / Urdu and I can vaguely be understood in basic French)

Favorite Food(s): love me all types of sushi, haleem, phuchka, chicken, lau. good stuff

Favorite Song(s): ok recently i have ONLY been listenin to maître gims so "cameléon" and "malheur, malheur". in general tho "byakkoya no musume" bc kaito's voice makes me cry, and "her" by block b like i love the ENERGY. "i'll sail right home to you" ... you know the one, the one the choir boys sang in the washroom ... also

Random fact: I hate romance but I love playin. otome games. not even for romance half the time just for the company and story. "love tangle" for mobile is my fave fave THANKS

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I tag anyone who wants to do this..........

[chameli]

I was tagged by the adorable @jaanoo to do this share your self-care tag (I hope you don’t mind me copying your formatting style, mishti!)

fav comfort food: Either my dad’s famous haleem or daal chawal made by my mom. I could eat those two dishes for the rest of my life

fav alcohol (or hot drink): I love Seagram’s wine coolers, they’re so fruity and refreshing! I also love red moscato wine mixed with Cranapple juice

fav relaxing activity: Playing The Sims 4

fav fluffy/feel-good fic: I don’t read fics

fav calming scent: Anything peach!

fav relaxing or uplifting song: Bahara because it’s so lovely and dreamy

fav white noise: The sound of rain while I’m warm and comfy in bed :D

fav book to get lost in: I have too many, don’t make me choose just one!

fav chill out tv show: Even Stevens & The Proud Family

the best advice you’ve ever had: Don’t ever force yourself to do anything you’re not in the mood for. You can always come back to it later when you’re in the right state of mind

I tag: @shahrukh-khan @singinprincess @amarakaran @varunsdvns @bloop-monster @changshapatrol @nuguflops (only if you guys want to, no pressure!) and anyone else who would like to do this~

[oneawkwardcookie]

Tagged by @novemberhush 😘

Relationship Status: As I was lamenting to @zeethebooknerd, single for the last three years, although maybe I shouldn’t count 2020 lol

Favourite Colour: Purple

Three Favourite Foods: Yorkshire puddings, churros and haleem with all the trimmings

Song Stuck In My Head: What’s Love Got to Do with It

Last Song I Listened To: Florence + the Machine - Dog Days

Last Film I Watched: The Old Guard

Last TV Show I Watched: Limitless (I am very slowly making my way through it because it’s got sad and dramatic)

Favourite Character(s): Jim from Ghost Whisperer, Alec Hardison from Leverage, Janet from The Good Place, Maddie Buckley and Chimney Han from 9-1-1 Fox, oh gosh, there’s so many that I’ve forgotten too but love when I see them on my dash. Brian from Limitless is my new fave.

Favourite Book(s): the Wind Singer series, the Artemis Fowl series - basically all of the books I read as a child.

Sweet, Savoury, or Spicy Food: Sweet and Savoury (I bought sweet and salty popcorn today)

Last Thing I Googled: Get your day in the sun (I never know if I’ve got sayings right so just wanted to double check)

Time: 8:43 p.m.

Pets: none of my own

Dream Trip: Travelling around New Zealand, including Hobbiton #LoTRip

Anything You Want/One Thing On Your Bucket List: ...A Covid Test

Favourite Festival(s) You Celebrate: Eids, both of them 😊

oh man, I don’t know who to tag: @paranoidbean, @prodigalleverage, @woodchoc-magnum, @teambuddie-118, @maddieandchimney, @madamewriterofwrongs (y’all my usual suspects 😘)