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Don’t worry, you’ll understand in the next update 😂

Anyway, in all seriousness, you might be wondering, "where tf is Plushy?" I'm still here but guys, these past few months have been mental. It's all my own doing, to be fair, and I kinda have to do it anyway. I'm trying to get back into my usual rhythm of writing and I'll be honest, it's not easy but believe me when I say I'm doing my best. As my way of apologising, please take this little excerpt as a peace offering. As usual, I might tweak this a little when I get around to updating. Enjoy!

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“I am aware that your relationship with my son is unconventional. I have seen the video that has been circulating online and I have read what that silly gossip website has to say about it, too. Qadir, believe it or not, was a little…shy to tell me exactly what brought you two to this point.” Suleiman paused, watching Tiya, smiling a fraction when he noticed her eyes narrow in suspicion. “I would like to hear your side of the story, especially since you’ll be my daughter-in-law within the hour.”

This had to be a trap. What else could it be? There was no way Qadir’s father would be looking for an honest reason to hear her out. If he were really concerned, the wedding wouldn’t be going through before he got some type of confirmation from Tiya’s own lips. Whatever reason Suleiman had for this, it wasn’t anything in Tiya’s best interest.

“Your son is a criminal.” Tiya stated, her sharp gaze fixed on Suleiman. Being this close to him, she could see where Qadir got his hooked nose from. She came to the conclusion that her favourite person in the whole wide world mainly took after his mother. “You know that, don’t you?”

Suleiman ran his thumb across his trimmed moustache, his eyes pensive as he contemplated the intricately patterned carpet. “Criminal? By what standards?” He chuckled, a sound so familiar, it instinctively made her body stiffen, heralding the ever-looming memories of the kind of hell Qadir would wreck after a chuckle. “Western standards? Perhaps.” Suleiman shrugged. “Standards vary depending on where you are in the world and even then, they vary from individual to individual. So, who is truly right?”

“Quit your philosophical bullshit,” Tiya scoffed, rolling her eyes. Of course she knew values and standards differed across the globe. “You wouldn’t allow this to happen to any one of your daughters so why would you think what your son is doing to me is okay?”

“I can’t say I agree with my son’s approach but this is not novel. You are not the first that something like this has happened to nor will you be the last.” He sighed, leaning forward. He tilted her head upwards, his index and middle fingers gentle at the bottom of her chin. “You are not special.”

Tiya’s lip curled and she smacked Suleiman’s hand away. She screamed, a short-lived burst of anger ripped from her throat by the sheer absurdity of this moment. In the grander scheme of things, she may have been no more than a blip of light brought into existence one moment and extinguished the next. But to Tiya, her life was something special. Her experiences weren’t something to be trivialised just because someone else someplace else had gone through something similar. Just because someone somewhere suffered a worse fate than her did not mean that she wasn’t suffering. And since she treasured her life, deeming it worthy of being lived and not just survived, she would fight for it.

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Bill Skarsgård as Eric Draven ↪ The Crow (2024) | Dir. Rupert Sanders

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Just want let you know I’ve been thinking about you, when are you going to post the next chapter, I need it ~🍅

I'm soooo sorry for the late reply 🥺 hopefully you saw the update in October (i think 😅) I'm writing the next chapter but it's going rather slow. not too sure why, but believe it when i say I am determined to see this through to the end 💖💖💖💖💖

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WHERE ARE YOU!!! IT BEEN LIKE 59 YEARSSSS!! PLSSSS 😭

Heyyyy!!!! haha my Tumblr got uninstalled at a point so i didn't see this immediately. I'm still here though hehe. Still here 🥴✨

Thanks for checking in on me 👉❤️👈

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Y’all, I hope you’re okay

Ive just been busy, swear I’m still writing. It’s been a vibe. I got mad 🥺✨💦 energy and wrote a hint of smut yesterday, like a thousand words. Literally the most I’ve written since last month.

Send thoughts and prayers. I need some wins

Anyway, link to the latest chapter.

Side note, I have a cousin who makes the same expression as Drake in the picture above haha

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God, I love old Nigerian movies 😫✨✨

Anyway, I don’t think this needs explaining. You probably get it.

Also, I’m still alive. Suffering? Yes. Alive and trying? Also yes.

Anyway…

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Ain't this right ahaha Tiya could really use a wish right now, wish right now, wish right noooow 🎵 Please tell me you get the reference haha anyway Thanks Lovey ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So y’all just let me get away with this? 💀😩

Anyway, it’s a good thing I’ve previously mentioned that I use square brackets to organise my thoughts.

But still 😩

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oops

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could you give us more spoilers of the hottest scenes?

Hey, hi and hello! 😅 Apologies for taking so long. As you may have noticed, I've been a little MIA for a while. I'm coming back soon, don't worry. As requested, here's a little spoiler. Hope it's not too much of spoiler. Enjoy, dearest Anon! 💖💖💖

(It's also unedited so bear with me. What's in square brackets is just raw material for me to build on when I'm polishing the chapter. I'll likely add/subtract some stuff when I update the story)

...Tiya held out their daughter. “Take her. Her brother still needs to eat.” Qadir complied, taking the sleeping child in his arms. Tiya observed them as her son suckled. The look on Qadir’s face told her he cared about the child he  was holding, gently rocking her in his strong arms. “Why did you come here?” Tiya asked, her fingers lightly running over her son’s curly hair. “Because you want me here, sweet girl.” He smiled at her, his eyes softer than she’d ever seen them. It made her stomach flutter. “You wanted me to believe you and now I do.” “But you…” she scoffed, a little taken aback by his words. She didn’t think she wanted him there with her. She had wanted him to trust her when she told him she was pregnant with their children. So why didn’t this feel right? Wasn’t this what she wanted? “You called me a liar. You broke my leg.” *redacted line lol 😉* “Be reasonable, Tiya.” He looked at her, his grey eyes searching her soul. “If you were me, knowing you couldn’t have kids and your lover tells you she’s pregnant, would you believe her?” That shook Tiya. When he put it like that, it made perfect sense. She wouldn’t believe herself either. But there was something missing, something she wasn’t taking into consideration. “I… I guess I wouldn’t.” “See? I’m here now and I believe you. How couldn’t I? They look just like me.” Tiya looked at her children, starting with the one she was currently feeding. Now that she looked at him, he did resemble Qadir and so did their daughter. Their hair, eyes, the shape of their lips, everything about their children said Qadir was their father. She perhaps hadn’t seen the resemblance before because Qadir hadn’t been around. Then the things she was missing came back to her. Sure, Tiya becoming pregnant had been unbelievable… “But you hurt me. All those things you said to me, all the hell you put my family through, all the things you did to me, Qadir, I can’t just forget that.” “I’m sorry. I really am.” his grey eyes searched her face for something, maybe sympathy, maybe forgiveness. “But think of our children. You don’t want them to grow up without a father, do you? And I know you feel bad about your family having to take care of not just you, but of our children. Doesn’t the guilt just kill you?” [She’s emotionally flooded. The baby at her breast starts crying and she can’t calm him down. Qadir holds out a hand. He’s standing.] “Come back home. End this madness. Let’s be that happy, white picket fence family you talked about.” [She’s breathing hard, freaking out. She can’t choose. She has a twisted version of love for him but she knows it’s false… at least that’s what she hopes.  She’s scared of Qadir and the harm she knows he can do to her and her family.]

Haha see ya when I see ya 🥰✌️

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“Writing is the art of repeating oneself without anyone noticing.”

— Nassim Nicholas Taleb

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I don't think this is a spoiler because the tags kinda spelled it out already. Anyway, it's down below if you want to read it or dodge it:

 “I thought I lost you,” he told her, whispering the words into her ear before he sat upright. He closed his eyes and sighed. “I really thought you were gone. But you wanted me to find you, didn’t you? That’s why you took off your veil where someone could see you. You didn’t really plan to get home, I know. I think you just wanted to teach me a lesson; I shouldn’t act so rash.” He ran a thumb over her bottom lip and let out a shuddering exhale. “You like playing hard to get. I admit, I enjoy the chase. It makes f*cking you into submission even better.” He leaned over her and pressed a kiss on her lips again, this time lingering a little longer. Then he spoke, his lips brushing hers. “Not even all those people on that plane could deter me. I honestly don’t care what they think or what they’ll say for so long as I have you,” His hand drifted to her belly, feeling the subtle roundness there. “And them, if they’re mine. Especially if they’re mine.”

Anyway, bye again lol ✌️

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Body language cheat sheet for writers

As a writer, understanding and incorporating body language into your storytelling can greatly enhance your characters and their interactions. Here's a cheat sheet to help you describe body language effectively:

Facial Expressions:

* Raised eyebrows: Surprise, disbelief, or curiosity.

* Furrowed brow: Concentration, confusion, or frustration.

* Smiling: Happiness, amusement, or friendliness.

* Frowning: Disapproval, sadness, or concern.

* Lip biting: Nervousness, anticipation, or tension.

Eye Movements:

* Eye contact: Confidence, interest, or honesty.

* Avoiding eye contact: Shyness, guilt, or deception.

* Narrowed eyes: Suspicion, skepticism, or concentration.

* Wide eyes: Shock, fear, or surprise.

* Rolling eyes: Exasperation, annoyance, or disbelief.

Gestures:

* Crossing arms: Defensiveness, disagreement, or discomfort.

* Nervous fidgeting: Anxiety, restlessness, or impatience.

* Pointing: Assertiveness, emphasis, or accusation.

* Open palms: Honesty, openness, or sincerity.

* Hand on chin: Deep thought, contemplation, or evaluation.

Posture and Movement:

* Slumped shoulders: Defeat, sadness, or fatigue.

* Upright posture: Confidence, attentiveness, or authority.

* Pacing: Restlessness, agitation, or contemplation.

* Tapping foot: Impatience, annoyance, or frustration.

* Leaning in: Interest, engagement, or curiosity.

Touch:

* Hugging: Affection, comfort, or warmth.

* Handshake: Greeting, introduction, or agreement.

* Patting on the back: Encouragement, praise, or camaraderie.

* Clenched fists: Anger, determination, or frustration.

* Brushing hair behind the ear: Nervousness, coyness, or flirtation.

Mirroring:

* When two characters unconsciously mimic each other's body language, it indicates rapport, connection, or empathy.

Nodding:

* A subtle nod can convey agreement, understanding, or encouragement.

Crossed legs:

* Crossed legs can indicate relaxation or a casual, nonchalant attitude.

Tapping fingers:

* Impatience, anticipation, or nervousness can be expressed through rhythmic finger tapping.

Hand on the chest:

* Placing a hand on the chest can convey sincerity, empathy, or a heartfelt emotion.

- Tilting the head:

* Tilting the head to the side can suggest curiosity, attentiveness, or interest.

Rubbing the temples:

* Rubbing the temples can indicate stress, fatigue, or a headache.

Chin stroking:

* Stroking the chin while in thought can portray contemplation, decision-making, or intellectual curiosity.

Arms crossed behind the back:

* This posture can indicate authority, confidence, or a composed demeanor.

Tilted body posture:

* Leaning slightly towards someone can suggest interest, attraction, or engagement in a conversation.

Biting nails:

* Nail-biting can reveal anxiety, nervousness, or tension.

Foot tapping:

* Rapid or impatient foot tapping can show agitation, restlessness, or eagerness.

Squinting:

* Squinting the eyes can signal suspicion, doubt, or an attempt to focus on something.

Shifting weight from foot to foot:

* Shifting weight can imply discomfort, unease, or anticipation.

Covering the mouth while speaking:

* This gesture can indicate hesitation, embarrassment, or the desire to hide something.

Remember that body language can vary across different cultures and individuals, so consider your character's background and personality while describing their movements. Additionally, body language is best used in combination with dialogue and internal thoughts to create a more nuanced portrayal of your characters.

Happy writing!

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I’ve contributed 0.00000909% of that 11M to date 🥰

Apparently ao3 just hit 11M fanworks. I’m proud to have contributed 100+ to that massive number.

Writers, give yourself a pat on the back!

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Big man Qadir realised he made a mistake by giving Tiya the boot🥺

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Qadir whenever Ammar or Saadiq question him ☺️

Anyway, I’m relatively sure this from a Nigerian movie, dunno which though