#love hookah

[plomegranate]

i love palestinian and arab culture so much.

my grandma wearing thobes around the house and making us tamriyeh. my cousins wedding when we all wore thobes and keffiyehs and took photos downtown and we danced with someone playing the guitar on the street and this lady stopping us to tell us we all looked so beautiful. walking the graduation stage in a thobe. the girl who liked to guess arab peoples ethnicities telling me "you're wearing tatreez... do you want me to write 'palestinian' on your forehead?" the keffiyeh my brother keeps on the drivers seat of his car.

my dad sending me off to my last semester of college with 2 pomegranates and a jar of palestinian olive oil. my cousins wife coming up with new ways to make zaatar and cheese pastries. me and my grandma sitting on the floor and making waraq 3neb- my job was to separate the leaves so she could roll them easier. my mom sending me and my brother to school with eid cookies for my teachers and tasking us with delivering some to the neighbors. my aunt glaring at me and piling more food on my plate and then asking if i was still hungry (i wasnt). my mom always telling me to invite my friends and cousins over for dinner and asking me what they like to eat. my family getting my dad knafeh instead of cake for his birthday. the man who told me i made the "best fetteh in the western hemisphere".

the man in the shawarma shop who gave me my fries for free and baklava i didnt order because we spoke about being palestinian while he took my order. the person on tumblr who i bonded with because we are from the same palestinian city. the girl i met on campus who exclaimed "youre palestinian? me too!" because i was wearing my keffiyeh. the girl in my class that showed me the artwork about palestine her dad made and donated for fundraising. the couple in the grocery store who noticed my palestinian shirt and talked with me for 20 minutes and ended up being a family friend. the silly palestinian kids i tutored sighing in disappointment when i told them i was born in america because they were hoping that id have been born "somewhere cooler". my friends family who bought me dinner despite me being there by chance and having met me for the first time the day before.

the boys starting uncoordinated dabke lines in my high school's hallways. the songs about the longing and love for our land. the festivals and parties and gatherings where everything smells like shisha and oud. memories of waiting in the car for an hour as my parents talked at the doorway of their friends homes. my cousins and i showing up at each others homes with cake or fruit or games as if it was the first time we ever visited even though we always say "you dont have to".

kids stubbornly helping to clean and make tea after a meal while being told to go sit down because they are guests. the necklaces in the shape of our home countries. people hugging and laughing and acting as if theyve known each other for years because they come from the same city or know people with the same last name. the day i finally got to bully my friends into letting me pay the bill because i had a job and they were still students. my moms friend who calls us every time she's at the grocery store to see if we need something

palestinian people are so resilient and hardworking and charitable. they love their culture and their community and are so quick to share and welcome anyone in. everyday i am so thankful and proud to be part of such a warm and lovely culture

[donfermin]

March 17, 2024 ↳ ATLETICO MADRID vs FC BARCELONA

[sailorthebe]

half-finished usopp in alabasta playing an oud

[the-juditminot]

Hello Officer :], which are your favorite and least favorite cases to have to work with?

Hello! This is a good one..

My favorite was THE ACCIDENT AT THE FISH HABOR. A worker was struck and knocked unconscious. Blunt force trauma. Officer Vicquemare was assessing the body. A few hours goes by and, well, a man comes out seemingly out of nowhere- running, screaming, murder weapon, a cold fish in hand. Jean yells at me to go after him and it, I think, was my proudest moment, hopping an entire fence and landing on a man who is 7'0. Jean also bought me lunch for it.

...and uh, least favorite. Before I transferred to the major crimes unit, I was on a case with my old partner. We.. didn't plan as well as we should have. Some gang members got us. I broke an arm. He..did not make it...He was a dick but..

Uhm, I hope those are good answers.

-JM

[youloveangshiann]

Who wouldn’t love me? 💕💕

[reigningm4x]

Max via mariasolececchi IG story

[miscellaneous--bones]

found this 40$ jumbo caterpillar at the store n fell in love. havnt gotten them home (yet) but i WILL i promise. their name is Jamboree. one of my irls asked me to draw them with a bong like the caterpillar from alice n wonderland

[prettyholic7]

Just as the previous poll results said, I started playing In Stars and Time and love it so far!! Mirabelle's definitely my favourite, but Odile's not far behind. The game is awesome but I keep getting killed by the King in Act 3 so I might take a break from the game before I lose my sanity, so...

[we-gon-be-aight]

Take it from a vet that's a rookie ass mistake ⚡️

[livebeginning]

So, Pretty Little Pet is still on hiatus, but I wanted to share and excerpt from the next chapter, which I'd started writing before I went on break. Just keep in mind that this isn't edited yet and will likely change a bit in the final version :)

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When Mio entered the boudoir he spotted the incubus immediately, sunk to the neck in the steaming pool, hand curled around the [end of a hookah] and head resting on a pile of towels.

“Hey Haarlep,” Mio greeted them and they looked up at his voice, a smile curling their lips.

“The forbidden treat has entered my lair. Care to join me? I promise I won’t bite, unless you tempt me,” they said with a grin, showing off their sharp teeth.

“Sure, I could go for a bath,” Mio agreed, undressed and slipped into the hot water, making sure to sit a good distance away from Haarlep, so they wouldn’t be able to touch by accident. 

“Hookah?” Haarlep offered, knowing full well how close Mio would have to get to them to take the [pipe].

“No, thank you,” Mio just said. “Haarlep, do you think Raphael might be… mad with me? Has he said anything to you?”

Haarlep laughed. “If Raphael was mad with you, you’d be first to know about it, believe me. He’s not really the type to let one suffer quietly. I haven't spoken with him for a while, he’s been out of the house and hasn’t called on me while he’s been gone. Must be terribly busy with one of his schemes.”

“He’s gone? For how long?” Mio asked, surprised.

“No idea. He’s been out for over a tenday now, so I expect he’ll return soon, at least to check on things, make sure the mice haven’t gotten too comfortable while the cat's away.” Haarlep took a huff, blowing clouds into the air. “You can tell when he isn’t home, you know? The wailing of the tortured souls takes on a distinct note. I’m sure you’ll be able to tell the difference in time.”

“Could you tell me when he’s back?” Mio asked.

“What am I, your errand boy? And why do you fear that Raphael is mad with you anyway? Have you done something naughty?” Haarlep asked with a mischievous grin.

“No, of course not! I was just… I thought he didn’t want to see me anymore. But I didn’t know he just wasn’t home, so it’s fine, I guess. I probably shouldn’t bother him as soon as he comes back anyway.” Mio mumbled that last part, slipping deeper into the water.

“Aww, you really are a pet, crying at home, thinking it's been abandoned by the master when he just left the house to go to work,” Haarlep mocked Mio and laughed.

“I’m not crying,” Mio threw Haarlep a glare. “It’s not my fault that I don’t know he regularly leaves for such long times without telling anyone. I’m not used to that. Or having so much free time that I can actually get bored with reading and magic.”

“Well, you are in luck with that, because I’m an expert in not getting bored with too much time on your hands. Tell me, do you know how to play lanceboard?”

“I know the game, but not the rules.”

“Then I will be happy to teach you,” Haarlep said and rose out of the water to get the board.

[comradejoanmir]

A Marc edit with one of those fun mildly sleazy girly songs from late nineties early 2000s would go so hard. Imagine Kaanta laga or Kabhi Aar kabhi Paar, or Leke Pehla Pehla pyaar, or ek Pardesi Mera Dil le gaya lol

Unfortunately I don’t know a lot of bollywood pre 2000s But listening and learning! Item song (reclaimed) edits would go hard

[annawast]

Always in need of real love 💖😘💖.. but all I see is bullshit?

[challahbread]

i have feelingsssss for him so much and i want to hit the boof passed by him

[fckfakefriends]

🩵

[youloveangshiann]

I’m always where the hookah at👄

[warriorfujoshi]

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