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OWIES :[ THAT MUST SUUUUCK

Don't you just love almost fucking dying cause the floor is slippery??

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M O R E N O T E S

Now that I'm actually posting stuff on ao3 again I sorta wanna tell you guys (gender neutral) what my ao3 is but I'm scared (I'm not posting anything nsfw I'm just anxious as fuck) so if this gets five thousand notes I'll put my Tumblr on my ao3, if this gets ten thousand notes I'll put my ao3 on my Tumblr, and if this gets fifteen thousand notes I'll throw in my pronouns.cc (it's more like my OC's pronouns.cc but there's a little bit about me) as a bonus. I'm making is hard on purpose. No note limit. I'm not tagging anyone.

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WHAT u slippeded

Don't you just love almost fucking dying cause the floor is slippery??

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We Were There... They Executed the City

Two days ago, we decided to return home to see what was left of it this time.

We woke up at seven in the morning.

We didn’t tell my family about our decision until we were already packing our bags, ready to move forward.

Even my beloved grandmother tried to stop me. She pleaded with me, begged me… but I lied.

I told her we were going to visit my sister, where Hassan’s family had been displaced to the south.

Only Sarah knew about our real plan. I told her the night before.

She tried to stop me, warned me not to make such a reckless decision.

And it was a reckless one I know.

Even though she isn’t from here, she seems to understand all too well what this mentally deranged occupier is capable of.

I appreciate her fear…

And I deeply value her constant emotional support, which I’ve needed more than anything, and more than ever before.

But I’m sorry, Sarah…

Because someone is counting on me. Someone is waiting for me.

Yes the plants.

I can’t turn my back on them and leave them behind.

Our souls are connected… from their roots to my heart.

We reached the city…

And everything was upside down.

Everything was grey.

The houses were all shattered.

The trees burned.

You know… their aircraft saw us. They noticed we had returned.

But it seems this time, they let us stay.

Because they know what they did to this city.

They know they wiped away every trace of it.

They know they destroyed all paths to survival.

They executed life itself here.

I looked around and saw my beloved books suffocating under dust and rubble

as if they’d been playing with it for days on end.

The trees had lost all their greenery.

Now covered in ash

As if grey were swallowing them whole.

It was truly tragic and heartbreaking.

I was devastated by what I saw.

I rushed to check on the little plants Hassan and I had recently planted in small pots.

Some had died… unable to survive.

Others were still waiting… begging for help.

Hassan was heartbroken he didn’t make it in time for the thyme "الزعتر".

It had died too.

I went to water what was left. But then came the shock…

There wasn’t enough water.

In fact, there was none.

Our home’s water tanks were smashed

nothing but shattered fragments scattered everywhere.

Hassan looked around, hoping to find water from our neighbors.

But all their tanks were destroyed too

Not even a few drops left.

Finally, we found a few small containers.

His brother had filled them before they fled.

I took them and began watering the mint, the grapevine, the banana plant, and some flowers.

When I finished, I found my gentle-hearted angel busy feeding the cats.

Ever since we stayed here previously, he always made a habit of caring for the cats in the area.

I walked toward him

And I was shocked at how few remained.

Back in March 2024, when we were last here, dozens of cats would come to us for help.

Now it felt as if they had all gone extinct in this wretched city.

Only three were left.

One of them was bleeding from the back of her neck

Clearly a recent injury.

Even Maryam wasn’t there.

By the way, Maryam isn’t our cat.

But she’s lived in our home for seven years ever since we settled here.

She’s the one who gives birth to those sweet, tiny kittens…

We called out for her over and over.

But no use.

She didn’t answer. She didn’t come.

I hope you’re okay, Maryam…

And I hope this nightmare ends soon.

By the way…

Today is my thirty-first birthday.

Everything is grey.

But I have complete faith in God, in my love, in all of you, in my music, in my plants

That I will bloom despite it all.

I’m trying, and I’ll keep trying, to color my life again.

To fill it with beauty:

The green in my trees,

The blue in my skies,

The purple in my flowers, and the sunsets I cherish.

And also

Mint "النعناع" was the second to wish me a happy birthday… right after the love of my life.

Please…

Don’t leave me in all this ash.

With your prayers and your love,

I will become capable of living again…

Capable of facing more days to come.

I love you all.

Shahad

9. June. 2025

VETTED by @gazavetters ✅️ (#502) & VETTED by @bilal-sala7 (#3)

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I don't care if this is real or not, i want this to be known as "having a rowling"

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Amazing how quickly rain stabilizes my mood

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I keep thinking about characters that can only talk to like, snakes, or cats, but not all animals

Imagine you get the power to talk to an animal but it’s some random animal you’ve never heard of, like congratulations you can now speak to tripod fish 🎉and tripod fish alone.🎉🎉🎉

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((OOC: I’m sorry for being weird about him, it will happen again. Anyway updated unchained employee anyone?))

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i need to get back to school so i have a balance of stressing about school and fictional characters. like there's one side that's a little too heavy on the see-saw here

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non binary isn't a third gender, a creation of the trinary, another suffocating box. it is the wild jungle teeming with life, beautiful colourful exspanses far as the eye can see and then some that is spotted just outside the suffocating cellblock cities devoid of joy and whimsy made of concrete gender roles and binaries to be upheld, it is not a third city. it is the space around the cities

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Me over @kirbythesixth's collection of domestic cotag

How it feels to read a really good fic and find the author has dozens more like it 

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@pepsi-overdose @kirbythesixth @raeprise @imthetruealphahere @sl33p1ng-catzz @pammygwammy @rin-137 @riverz-pawz @riverx0x0x @rins-batcave @l0v3r-g1rl-0nl1n3 @daylilifiedsundrewdrops @thesoph @wormwhichdrinkspepsi @4p01101xd @th3-r4t-48 @afriendofblahaj @deimosbreakfrost @lil-toastie-boi @newbiewithscissors @7-k1by-0n-crack-7 @ilikesmut1 @wagyuenjoyer @yourlocaltboy @splatting-stampede @sashathegirl @agentwaffle @gone-in-the-woods @gerardwayscrustyeyeshadow @stargazin-on-mars @eloose @tuvzer @mr-freakyboy-curtis @ciel-of-vault-111 @annadasniper @omg-i-killed-kenny @sad-idiot-sandwich @caffline @frankiefridayyy @m1ss1n9-b1u3s

Some of these aren't up to date I just copy and pasted from an old post

MAKE MY BELOBED HERB SHARE THE AO3 I WANNA READ THIS GOOBER'S STUFF

Now that I'm actually posting stuff on ao3 again I sorta wanna tell you guys (gender neutral) what my ao3 is but I'm scared (I'm not posting anything nsfw I'm just anxious as fuck) so if this gets five thousand notes I'll put my Tumblr on my ao3, if this gets ten thousand notes I'll put my ao3 on my Tumblr, and if this gets fifteen thousand notes I'll throw in my pronouns.cc (it's more like my OC's pronouns.cc but there's a little bit about me) as a bonus. I'm making is hard on purpose. No note limit. I'm not tagging anyone.

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WHAT

WAIT MY BIRTHDAY'S IN TWO DAYS‽ this warrants interrobang use 100%

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yeah im “transitioning” *dissolves into tiny pieces as i click to the next slide*

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i love creating solutions to problems that don’t exist