#Beach Hijab Outfit

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welcome to about a billion tma drawings i did and did not finish or post i think

[ID: 1. A half finished line drawing of Sasha James, she's wearing a hijab and has one hand in her pocket while carrying a tape recorder, and laughing to herself. 2. A half finished line reference drawing of Tim and Sasha. Tim is short and is wearing a skirt and Sasha is tall and has a cane. 3. An unfinished drawing of Jon and Martin in the same position as 'The Kiss' by Gustav Klimt. 4. A colored drawing of Michael Shelley as a human. He has reddish brown hair and is wearing a colorful sweater. 5. A line drawing of Jon and Martin, both of them wearing cute dresses. Martin is sitting on the ground and Jon is standing over him, and they're holding hands. 6. A bust sketch of Georgie, who has freckles, glasses, and an afro, and is casually holding the Admiral in her arms while he screams. 7. Some doodles of Oliver Banks, one showing him before the apocalypse, and the rest after. He has long locs and piercings, and after the apocalypse he's wearing a beach outfit and has black tendrils lining his skin. it show's him watering the roots on the ground, and him spotting Jon and Martin in his domain and calling 'Archivist!' out to Jon. 8. A fully rendered drawing of Georgie and Melanie in season 4. Georgie has vitiligo and her hair in a large ponytail, and is wearing a long sleeved what the ghost shirt, holding the Admiral, a calico cat, in her arms. Melanie is next to her, and she's shorter, has black hair with faded blue dye, freckles, and many piercings including knife earrings. She's wearing a what the ghost tank top over a sweater, and has her seeing cane in one hand. 9. An unfinished drawing of Archivist Sasha. She has a pained, desperate smile with one hand over half her face. She doesn't have glasses, and the other visible part of her face has many eyes. 10. An unfinished drawing of Jon and Martin. Martin is laying on the ground and Jon is sitting down, leaning on him. Jon doesn't have eyes and has a scar in the middle of their chest, and is trying to crochet something. 11. A colored drawing of Jon, laying on the ground sleepily. They have entirely gray hair and are laying opposite a three legged calico cat also sleeping, who they have one hand on. 12. An unfinished drawing of Melanie without eyes, knees deep wading in a creek. 13. A doodle of Basira reading a statement, she starts with; "I know how it sounds, but murder club wasn't supposed to be like this." There's a smaller doodle of her looking confused. Next to that is a doodle of Gerry Delano looking annoyed, and they have a speech bubble with the Jurgen Lietner copypasta pasted over it. end ID]

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Khadija Saleh

Character Lore:

Khadija Saleh is a cisgender Muslim girl of mixed Egyptian and Palestinian descent.

Her parents are immigrants from Egypt and Palestine respectively.

Despite being raised in a Muslim family, she identifies as a secular Muslim. Regardless, she still practices Islam and celebrates Muslim holidays. Khadija gets a lot of flack for not wearing her hijabs all the time, but she believes that it has nothing to do with being liberated. She makes it very clear that she has her right to choose whether she wants to wear the hijab.

Her favorite artists are the Spice Girls, Monica, Destiny's Child and Mariah Carey. Khadija is the biggest Mariah Carey fangirl of the team.

She is sweet, peaceful, and full of love, but also the most mature and practical out of all the Terrestrial Kids.

Khadija's fashion style is "stylish but modest." Whenever she's not wearing her hijabs, she prefers to wear sleeveless tops, skirts and/or denim shorts (with leggings underneath) and tons of gold jewelry. She also has a habit for wearing turtlenecks on her tops.

Her everyday fashion style also incorporates some elements from her mixed heritage. She is barely seen without a Palestinian keffiyeh added to her outfit.

Khadija identifies as a pansexual. She wants to have a girlfriend or a nonbinary partner of her own, but she wants to get her baba's permission first.

She likes to collect crystals and gemstones, and has a habit for collecting golden jewelry as well.

Khadija is trilingual in English, Arabic and Spanish. She was raised in a bilingual (Arabic/English) household.

She is the head of Westshore High's Event Committee and she is responsible for choosing for the themes for the school's pep rallies, proms, and spirit weeks. She is also a photographer for the school's yearbook.

Khadija celebrates Christmas with her friends, but not the Christian aspect of the holiday.

Khadija is Bailey/Bailynn's closest (human) friend at school. They two have known each other since middle school. With the two of them being science and technology nerds, Khadija is always rooting for Bailynn.. and her crazy ideas! She knows that Bailynn wants to help people in crisis and is desperate to bring about positive change to the world, even when she wants to welcome Jotuzons into Westshore.

Her hobbies include go-kart racing, surfing, and building gadgets. She wants to invent remote-control robots that can improve everyday life.

She likes to bond with Sprite by going out to beach and surfing with Sprite swimming beneath the waves.

Khadija always looks forward to eating Bailynn's homemade Chocolate Chip pancakes for when Bailynn is hosting a sleepover at her house.

She has a DIY robot companion that assists her and helps with her everyday chores at home.

Khadija was slightly terrified of the Jotuzons at first, but she grows to be fascinated by their graceful, feminine energy and mighty strength.

Khadija's biggest dream is to invent advanced gadgets that can help their owners with their everday lives.

[suau-projectmatriarch]

Chapter 7: Remembrance

[TRIGGER WARNINGS: Mentions of Violence, Funerals, Mourning, Threats, Swearing]

Seconds, minutes, and days passed by painfully slow as the Gems organized a funeral plan for Steven. They had close to zero information, all they possessed was his bloodied gemstone, but it would have to work. Bismuth pushed all her projects off to the side and dedicated all her time, her resources, and her energy to creating a memorial for Steven. Pearl, Garnet, and Amethyst worked with Bismuth to hand-make a beautiful glass case containing a metal frame to hold Steven’s gemstone together. Close friends and family watched Greg and Connie closely. Sadie, her friends, and the Off-Colors stayed in Beach City to help out anywhere they could. They were all advised not to make his death public knowledge just yet. Only to tell people they knew for certain they could trust. None of them needed another warning, considering past experiences. 

Before long, the day of the funeral came. The sky was darkened and dismal. The oceans roared and crashed against the sandy beachside, and gray clouds formed and twisted in the sky, heavy with rain as if the world itself was anguished with the murder of its beloved savior as its people were. But it would have taken the galaxy meeting oblivion face-to-face to hinder Steven's family and friends from going through with the commemoration. As everyone else was getting ready, Connie stood alone in the center of Steven’s room, her arms crossed over her chest, hugging herself tightly. The memories were flooding back to her like a tsunami, nearly knocking her out with the intense emotions attached to them. She could hear the faint call of Steven’s voice, distant, ringing in her ears like a blown-out speaker. 

Connie’s eyes were darkened and empty, a shadow cast over her face. Her cheeks and nose were red and puffy, and her head throbbed with pain from crying. She felt like she had completely lost it: her mind, her will, her heart, everything. It was gone, and it wasn’t coming back. It had died alongside the person she loved the most. 

Connie flinched a little when she felt a hand on her shoulder. It was Patricia, wearing an outfit similar to Connie’s. They both wore deep black clothing, close-toed shoes, and socks in preparation for the coming funeral dedicated in memoriam and respect to Steven. Patricia wore a long-sleeved high neck shirt, an ankle-length skirt, and a black hijab, while Connie donned a simple, collared, knee-length dress with a dark ribbon around the waist and elbow-length sleeves. Although, she was fighting the urge to wrap one of Steven’s jackets around herself, to mimic at least a semblance of his embrace and warmth. Steven always hugged Connie when she was sad or cold. At that moment, she was freezing and torn to shreds. But she knew she would never be wrapped in his arms again and that it was foolish to hope for it. But stars be damned if she did not miss him and need him so much it physically hurt. 

“Are you sure you’re ready for this, Connie?” Patricia asked with concern in her voice. She was also upset at losing one of her closest friends, but she knew Connie had taken his death hard. Connie was his partner after all. And Patricia was worried that the funeral would be even harder. 

Connie sighed then turned her head to meet Patricia’s worried gaze with her lifeless one, attempting a composed facade. 

“I have to, Patricia.” Connie said finally with a broken voice.

Patricia wasn’t convinced, but she decided not to fight it. Patricia retracted her hand but immediately hugged Connie tightly afterward. Priyanka gently knocked on the door with Daniel at her side to announce her presence. They wore similar attire to Connie and Patricia’s clothing, and both Priyanka and Daniel seemed just as worried as Patricia was for Connie’s wellbeing. 

“They’re waiting for you downstairs, honey.” Patricia spoke gently, giving Connie a warm, reassuring, yet concerned expression once Connie turned around to face her. Connie glanced over to Daniel, then looked back up at her mother. With a deep breath, she nodded. 

“Okay. I’m ready.” Connie said, but even she did not sound convinced. She rubbed her eyes, then walked over to Priyanka and Daniel. Priyanka put a hand on Connie’s shoulder, while Patricia squeezed her hand in a gesture of reassurance. 

Connie led the small group down the stairs, glancing over at the small crowd in the living room. Greg and the Crystal Gems were huddled around the coffee table, all wearing funeral attire. Black suits, dresses, pantsuits, paired with close-toed shoes. Garnet wasn’t wearing her visor, and neither was Peridot. Greg was sitting in the center of the couch, clutching the intricate glass case that held Steven’s gemstone, which had been pieced back together, held in place in a gorgeous hand-crafted silver frame that Bismuth had created. Greg’s hands were trembling, and he was trying to fight the tears threatening to well up in his eyes. He looked about as worse for wear as Connie and the gems did. Amethyst was at his side with a hand on his shoulder, and Pearl was standing at his other side with her eyes askance and downcast. 

Greg looked up, his eyes meeting Connie’s broken torn and anxious expression. The Gems soon followed his gaze, looking up at Connie, standing on the stairs with Daniel, Patricia, and Priyanka beside her. Daniel looked out the large window near the staircase, seeing all the townsfolk crowded at the shore waiting for them. Close friends, new friends, complete strangers, and former enemies stood at the shoreline. Hell, every gem and every human that could attend the funeral was there, except the Diamonds. They were advised to stay in their palace and watch the broadcast instead, due to the possibility of their powers affecting everyone else. As well as other more personal reasons Steven’s family would rather not discuss with the Diamonds.

“I’m pretty sure everybody that can be here is here,” Daniel said, glancing over at Connie and Greg. Amethyst wandered over to the screen door, pressing her palms against the glass. With a sigh, she nodded, turning to Garnet. Priyanka put a hand on Greg’s shoulder while Amethyst walked over to Pearl, helping her up off the couch. All of the gems still had cracking on their bodies, but they were able to manage a somewhat stable form. But it was clear that trying to keep their light-composed forms from poofing was an extremely difficult task.

Holding her mother’s hand tightly, Connie was the first to step outside Steven and Greg’s home. She led Priyanka, the Gems, and Greg down the hill to the shoreline. Near the edge of the crashing waves was a small stone statue of Steven covered in vines and flowers. Bismuth had carved a hole into the hands of the statue to hold his gemstone encased in glass and silver. Everyone had surrounded the memorial with flowers, framed photos of him, his family, and friends, some of his personal belongings, and the gifts he had given to his family before the road trip on his 17th birthday. A gesture of reassurance, love, and respect to the ones who raised and protected him even at his darkest moments. 

Nearby the statue, the Gems had set up seating arrangements for the attendants. And with the help of Sour Cream, a speaker and microphone was also placed near the statue so the family could speak clearly to everyone. Unfortunately, the Gems had sorely underestimated the number of people who planned to be there. But the visitors didn’t mind. Instead, they sat in the sand without complaint in respecting silence. Everyone directed their attention to the grieving family as they made their way down the split in the crowd in pairs of two, holding hands. Daniel and Patricia sat down near the front, keeping a close eye on Connie. Patricia couldn’t help but note all of the guards. Agates, quartzes, fusions, you name it, they were there. 

Lapis lazuli’s were stationed beside the guards, holding back the rainwater and the ocean. Among the Lapis Lazuli were the two who had fought against Lapis and Steven. One Lapis was fighting tears and shaking violently, whilst the other had better composure. But it was evident she was grieving as well. Steven never gave up on either of them, even when they attacked him and his friends and tried to destroy a planet he was trying to save. They owed him a lot. More than either of them were willing to admit. 

Each Gem, Connie, and Greg stood near the statue, forming a line. One by one, they stepped forward, taking one last glimpse at Steven’s gemstone before sitting beside the statue in front of the flowers and belongings. Peridot sat next to Lapis, Pearl sat next to Amethyst, Bismuth sat next to Garnet, and Connie sat next to Priyanka. 

Greg gently placed the glass casing in the hands of the statue, staring at it for a moment, cupping his hands around the stone ones, shaking. After a moment, he rubbed tears from his eyes, whispered one final apology and goodbye, then finally managed to walk away from the statue and to the microphone stand. Blue Pearl set up a holo screen that projected the ceremony across the earth and galaxy. But she made sure to keep a distance from the group to be respectful. Greg wasn't keen on broadcasting his son's funeral, but it wasn't just a funeral. It was a warning to his enemies. A call to their allies. They wanted whoever killed him, so they could pay for their unforgivable actions. A statement made, and a message to the people that they had lost the one who saved them, the one who did not deserve to be slaughtered. 

“Thank you, to everyone here. To everyone listening. I know this isn’t easy to witness.” Greg spoke with a shaky voice, trying desperately to keep himself together. 

“Steven would have wanted to say goodbye to you all at least one last time. As much as we will love and miss him, he will love and miss us just as much, if not, more. His gemstone will not be buried here, but kept and guarded closely in the Diamond Palace instead. But for this ceremony, his gem will be inside the statue that Bismuth made.” 

Greg gestured over to Bismuth with a nod as he spoke. Bismuth gave him a small, grateful smile, but it didn’t reach her eyes. Greg turned back to the microphone, glancing down at the little cards Priyanka, Peridot, and Garnet wrote down for him. 

“Each of us will be giving a speech. After which, Steven’s gem will be relocated in the room dedicated to protecting it. If you wish to leave any parting gifts beside his statue, it would be greatly appreciated. Thank you all, again.” Greg looked up and gave everyone a small, broken smile. Mostly everyone had already placed something beside the statue, but a few townspeople, including gems, stood up to place a flower or two near the stone figure. 

There was a moment of tense silence when a familiar, small pink gem stood up and walked down to the statue, placing a large pink carnation at the feet of the sculpture. It was Spinel, one of Steven’s greatest enemies. Lapis tensed up, grinding her teeth and glaring at Spinel as she walked closer. Everyone else was tense as well. Peridot placed a hand on Lapis’ shoulder, giving her an expression that said, “Please don’t.” Bismuth and Pearl did the same for Garnet, who had curled her fingers into tight, quivering fists and gritted her teeth. She knew there was no use in senseless violence, but seeing that horrid reminder of one of her worst memories made it a struggle. Although the others would be lying if they said they weren’t struggling as well. 

They all knew why Spinel was here. She was here in place of the Diamonds. She wore a dark dress with the Diamond emblem embroidered on the back. While it was undeniable that Spinel had gotten much better, everyone was still on guard around her. Especially since she was walking around with the diamond emblem so bravely presented during Steven's funeral. Yet she wasn't wearing it of her own accord. Some part of her hated it too. But nowadays, she trusted the diamonds and wanted to show her loyalty to the ones who took her in as one of their own.

Spinel stood in front of the stone statue with her left hand folded over her right, resting on the front of her skirt. She lowered her head and closed her eyes for a moment, muttering something under her breath before turning around, hurrying back to her spot next to the Yellow Agate guard in the back corner, trying to disregard the awkward, piercing stares from everyone else.

The gem behind Spinel walked up to place flowers at the memorial; was Nephrite. The very same Nephrite that Steven tried to heal when he was young, Centi. The name Centi was a name she wore with pride and joy. She carefully sat down on her knees, gently placing a bouquet of gladioli flowers near all the other flowers. There was a variety and abundance of flowers. Carnations, chrysanthemums, orchids, and hydrangeas. The unspoken rule, however, was that no one was allowed to place a rose near his memorial. Flowers of varying colors, shapes, and sizes were among the bouquets, but not one single rose was in sight. 

Centi placed her hands in her lap, staring at the cracked pink gemstone in the hands of the carved stone. She lowered her head, closing her eye for a moment. She muttered a few words before standing up, blinking away a tear forming in her eye. Another nephrite, Centi’s co-pilot, Nephie, walked up to her, placing a hand on her shoulder. Drawing a deep breath, Centi placed her hand on her co-pilot’s. She glanced over at Peridot, who gave her a weak, sad smile in return. 

Taking Centi’s hand, Nephie led her commander back to their seating arrangements. As the last of the gems and humans placed their parting gifts and took their time to say goodbye, Greg stood up and walked over to the microphone. He took a deep breath, reading the papers in his hands before speaking once more.

Steven groaned, clenching his teeth as he slowly opened his eyes. He was met with a dim, flickering white ceiling light. The room was silent and eerie, and his shaking body was achy and weak. And he felt an intense, sinking empty feeling clawing at his chest, making him nauseous. The pain in his stomach didn’t exactly help with the nausea or fatigue. He glanced around, scanning his surroundings as some memories slowly drifted back to him. Right, still stuck in this glorified prison cell. Unfortunately the events that transpired weren’t a nightmare. There was a buzzing in his ears, followed by the faint beep of the patient monitor. Steven didn’t even have the energy to panic again. His head was throbbing, his eyes red and puffy, everything hurt, and he was completely drained, mentally and physically.

“Steven? You awake?” 

A familiar voice called out to Steven, his voice. He squinted, his vision blurring a little. He squeezed his eyes shut and pursed his lips. He didn’t have the energy to be shocked or confused either, even at hearing his own voice talking to him. 

“Ugh… Sort of.” Steven grumbled, almost incoherent with another pained grunt. He wrapped an arm around his stomach, rubbing his eyes with the other as he tried to wake himself up. 

“Trust me, you aren’t the only one.” 

Hearing the voice again, it suddenly clicked. Steven paused and blinked, his hand hovering over his wide eyes for a moment before he quickly propped himself up on his elbows. He nearly had a heart attack when his eyes were met with piercing diamond ones. He stared at the pink figure in front of him, his frazzled, probably still sedative overdosed mind trying to decipher what he was seeing. 

“... Nora?” Steven said with confusion in his voice, slurring his words a little. His sentence seemed to be more of a question than a statement. 

Nora blinked, staring at his human half with perplexion and slight concern. He glanced over at the patient monitor, then looked back at Steven. 

“Did you forget about me already? I’m hurt.” Nora snarked with a raised brow, cracking a small amused smile after giving Steven a mock pout. It was obvious Nora was being sarcastic, but Steven immediately panicked, shaking his hands dismissively with a guilty look on his face. 

“W-Wait! No! I-I’m sorry, I-I just-” Steven was interrupted by a chuckle from Nora.

“Relax, it’s okay. I’m just messing with you.” Nora reassured with another amused smirk, crossing his arms as he leaned against the metal frame behind him. He was sitting cross-legged, facing Steven at the foot of the bed. 

“How are you feeling?” Nora asked, his smile fading, his expression morphing into one of worry. As much as he wanted to try and lighten the mood, he couldn’t help but be concerned. 

“I’ve… Been better. But, I’m alive, right?” Steven said with a nervous laugh, sitting up straight. Pulling his legs up to his chest, Steven hugged his legs close, resting his chin on his knees. Nora sighed a little and nodded, recognizing Steven’s posture as an anxious, defensive one. Steven was chewing at his bottom lip too, which was never a good sign.

“Yeah, I figured… Don’t chew your lip, you’ll make yourself bleed again.” Nora commanded sternly with furrowed brows. Nora had good intentions, but unlike his human half, he was very intimidating and standoffish. Even when he didn’t mean to be. Steven gulped, nodding a little as he tried to fight the urge to fidget again.

There was a short moment of tense silence between the both of them before Steven finally spoke up.

“What about you?” Steven asked, looking up at his Gem half. Nora blinked in confusion once more, arching a brow.

“What about me?”

“Are you hurt?”

“I don’t see why that’s impor-” Nora cut himself off, seeing the pouty glare Steven was giving him. Nora didn’t need him to speak his mind to know what he was thinking, or feeling.

“...I mean, I’m fine. It’s kinda tough to hurt me anyway.” Nora said with a shrug.

“That’s true. But-” Steven was interrupted by a loud metal clang of the room’s door opening. Steven gasped and flinched as if he heard a gunshot, his eyes stretching open wide in horror when he saw who was behind Nora. Nora whipped his head around, following Steven’s gaze. Nora immediately scowled, his joy and gentleness rapidly switching into violent animosity as he growled and shot a ruthless glare at the people standing in the doorway. 

It was Black Diamond, Azure, and the same woman from before, the officer that looked identical to Black. Somehow, she looked even more terrified and broken than when Nora saw her in the observation room. Azure seemed to be as scared as the smaller woman was. Their eyes were wide, their arms crossed, their body trembling. 

“What the hell do you want now?” Nora hissed, his eyes glowing menacingly as Black Diamond glared right back at him. Nora shifted his gaze to the large radio in Black Diamond’s hand, confusion overriding his seething hatred for only a moment before Black Diamond spoke.

“I have a little surprise for the both of you. Want to see?”

Steven looked over at Nora with a terrified look in his eyes. Nora and Steven’s answer was already obvious, but so was Black Diamond’s intentions. She was going to show them whether they wanted her to or not. 

Steven shuffled backward as Black Diamond took a few steps forward. Nora did the same, watching Black like a hawk as she got closer. He could feel Steven shaking behind him. And it only pissed him off even more. The patient monitor’s beeping grew more and more rapid as Black Diamond got closer and closer. Azure raised their head, a worried expression on their face when they heard the quickened beeping. But they didn’t dare move or speak out of line so close to their commander. 

Black Diamond placed the radio in front of Nora, who was still scowling at her, seconds away from tearing out her spine. She reached down, pressing the power button. Blaring static rang throughout the room, making Steven flinch again and clasp his hands over his ears. Black Diamond turned the dial, the static noise shifting and distorting until it started to sound like a voice. A very familiar voice. Greg’s voice. Steven and Nora both froze, hearing the voice of their father, his tone soaked in despair. 

Black Diamond grinned with a tilt of her head when she saw their expressions. Turning another dial, she raised the volume of the broadcast. Greg’s voice distorted and glitched out now and then, but they could still make out what he was saying, if just barely.  

“I-I still remember the day Steven was given the opportunity to move in with the Crystal Gems. He was so excited that day, and from that day forward until he moved, it was all he could think about. Picked up the ukulele faster than I could teach him and w-wrote a whole song for them and everything. And the day he showed me his p-powers that he had finally mastered, each and every accomplishment on every mission, a-all of his friends… Couldn’t stop talking about it, he was so proud of himself and he was so happy. I could have listened to him ramble for hours.” 

Nora and Steven could hear the dejected smile in their father’s voice, but they could also hear the absolute devastation. Steven looked up at Black Diamond, confused, panicked, and frozen with fear. Black met his gaze, and a cold chill ran down his spine. There was something about her eyes that made him feel sick from a kind of alarm he had only felt a few times before. Steven has faced fear, death, and worse when he was younger. He had even grown accustomed and completely numb to it. But the expression and the presence of this woman alone awakened a kind of terror Steven had not felt in a very long time. 

Static hissed through the radio speaker, Greg’s glitched and distorted voice breaking through it. 

“Ever since then, he worked himself to the bone. S-Saved Earth, saved the galaxy, even saved the people who didn’t d-deserve it. I knew he was going to be strong, but I’m sure he impressed all of us with the feats he managed to accomplish. I-I just wish that I could have been there to save him …”

It was evident that Greg was trying not to cry. His voice was shaking, he was stuttering, and it only became more and more difficult not to break down. They heard him take a deep, trembling breath before continuing. 

“This morning, W-White Diamond called for a meeting at her palace. She had found my son’s sh-shattered gem in her old throne room. C-Covered in his blood, s-smashed to pieces l-lying on the f-floor.”

There was a moment of silence as Greg tried to compose himself, his breath hitching. Steven could see it now, his father standing there with tears running down his face like waterfalls. But his mind had no time to process that image before something clicked. Steven’s eyes stretched open wide as he stared at Nora with pure shock and terror. Nora turned his head to face Steven. Nora seemed as surprised and panicked as his human half was, if not more so.  

“What… But-” Nora began, but was immediately interrupted by the radio broadcast. 

“Steven has a-always been a good kid. Kind, thoughtful, s-strong, determined, brave, empathetic, a-and so much more... Even while fighting m-monsters of his own. After everything he went through, he put others first, even when it broke him. He didn’t deserve to die like this.”

Greg’s voice cracked as a broken sob escaped him followed by more static hissing from the radio. Nora and Steven could only stare at the radio with wide, panic-stricken eyes. They heard another distorted deep breath, then Greg continued. 

“We don’t know who hurt him yet. But we need your help to find them. We need to find them and make them pay .” Greg spoke with desperation and anger in his voice. 

Black Diamond held in a laugh, glancing at Azure and the woman behind her. Azure had cracks spreading throughout their body, and they couldn’t look Black Diamond in the eye. The woman gave Black Diamond an unnerved look, still shaking as much as Azure was. 

“Oh, come on. It’s a little funny.” Black Diamond said with an amused smile. Nora was shaking with pure rage, while Steven was frozen statue-still in horror with a thousand questions racing through his head. The woman lowered her head again with a defeated expression. Black Diamond turned to Nora, her eyes glimmering with malice as she returned his murderous expression with a glare, still smiling. There was a distorted shuffling noise and incoherent conversations from the radio before another familiar voice spoke after a long, tense pause and another shaky breath. 

“I-I remember the first time I met Steven. H-He was trying to ride a bike. Yes, in the sand…” Connie said sadly with a small chuckle. When Steven heard her voice, he finally snapped out of his trance and gasped, tears streaming down his face. 

“Conni-” Steven exclaimed, but was cut off by Black Diamond switching off the radio with an audible click. He flinched once more when he heard the noise, and looked up at the looming death in front of him. He clenched his teeth, trembling. He wanted to scream, to yell, to fight, but he couldn’t move. Black Diamond rested her chin on her hand, smirking like the cat that ate the canary. Nora finally snapped out of his rage-induced catalepsy, his eyes blazing bright pink as the floor cracked and the machines malfunctioned under the sheer pressure of his hate. But before he could say or do anything, Steven grabbed his wrist, trembling.

“Nora. Don’t. Please.” Steven pleaded, the panic in his wide eyes made Nora stop immediately, his vicious scowl switching to a worried look. Steven slowly shook his head and whisper-begged the words “Please don’t.” Nora stared at his horrified human half, pink tears welling up in his eyes. 

“Listen to your little pet, Matriarch. You have no power here.” Black Diamond commented with a snarky tone. 

“They’ll come for you, Black. They will tear this place apart. And after, I will tear you apart.” Nora growled, his manic, fuming eyes meeting Black Diamond’s half-lidded gaze that was brimming with pride. His voice echoed and reverberated throughout the room, the walls and the floor cracking under the pressure. Black Diamond held in another chuckle and leaned over, resting her forearms against the frame at the foot of the hospital bed. She glared right back at Nora once again, her words soaked with venom.

“Don’t worry about us, we’ll be just fine.” Black Diamond reassured with a smug expression and a cocky, leering tone. It was clear she was enjoying making Nora uncontrollably enraged. 

“They won’t find this place, Matriarch. We’re tucked away in the corner of the galaxy on a looong forgotten planet. And I know better than to not have tricks up my sleeve. My favorite diamond has such little faith in me?” Black Diamond mocked, arching a brow, her smile making Steven’s stomach churn. Steven held onto Nora’s arm in a silent gesture of reassurance, trying to keep him from doing something that they both would regret. 

“Maybe HD-023 isn’t the pet after all. He’s got you leashed like a dog .” Black leered again as she insulted Nora with another sick grin. 

“Don’t fucking call him that you insufferable-” Nora began, jerking forward with the intention of lunging and shredding Black Diamond into chunks of gore. But he was interrupted by Steven, who held onto his arm and raised his voice, glaring at Black Diamond.

“L-Leave us alone.” Steven demanded with shaking, stuttering words. Black Diamond’s eyes roved over Steven for a moment before she held in another laugh. She stood up, curling her fingers around the handle of the radio before picking it up and swinging it like a purse as she turned to walk out of the room. 

“I’ve had enough fun with them. Lock them up, we have work to do.” Black Diamond ordered, giving Azure a disgusted look. Azure flinched and trembled in response. They nodded hastily, saluting Black Diamond with a diamond salute as Black walked out of the room, taking the radio that Black shoved into their chest. 

Azure paused just before closing the door, turning to Steven and Nora. Nora shot daggers at them with his expression as soon as she turned around. 

“I’m sorry.” Azure whispered, blue tears welling up in their eyes. Steven looked confused, his eyes widening in surprise as he looked up at them. But Nora was having none of it.

“Get the fuck out.” Nora growled, making Azure flinch once more and hurry out of the door, securing it closed behind them with another loud metal clang. 

“Nora…” Steven began, but paused when Nora turned around to face him. Nora was completely irate, with wide eyes, furrowed brows, and bared teeth. Steven gulped. He was scared, but he knew deep down that Nora wouldn’t hurt him. He took a deep breath before returning Nora’s furious expression with a warm, worried one. 

“B-Breathe, buddy.” Steven ushered, enunciating his words with a squeeze of his hands around Nora’s arm. Nora gave a forceful sigh, his haggard breathing evening out as the rage turned to shame and fear. As much as he hated Black Diamond, scaring his human half would break him completely, and he had a sinking feeling in his gem hearing fear in Steven’s voice.

“... I could tell you the same thing,” Nora muttered with a guilty look on his face. Steven shrugged with a “that’s fair” expression. He was still shaky and huddled up in a defensive position, and he would be lying if he said he wasn’t scared, upset, and angry too. 

“I’m sorry,” Nora admitted with a heavy heart, looking Steven in the eyes. Shame, worry, and defeat was written all over his pale pink face.

“Me too.” Steven mumbled in defeat as he lowered his head, tears in his eyes. Nora shook his head, the feeling of guilt and shame building, nearly cracking him. He quickly reached forward and pulled Steven into another tight hug.

“You don’t have to apologize, I’m not angry at you. And I’m gonna get us out of here. I promise .” 

Nora reassured, enunciating his last words by hugging Steven just a little bit tighter. Steven hugged him back wordlessly, taking another deep, shaking breath in an attempt to calm himself. They couldn’t give up, they had to fight this together and stay positive.. It was the only way they would persevere and survive.

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[byalanna]

Why to Choose Modest Swimwear by Alanna Maria.

This brand is for you if you want to look and feel good in your swimwear. A brand called by Alanna is made for conservative, Christian, and Catholic ladies who wish to wear swimwear that maintains their modesty and conceals their bodies. This company sells a broad range of swimwear, including bikinis and one-piece suits. This company sells a broad range of swimwear, including bikinis and one-piece suits. All of these suits are made of long-lasting, high-quality fabric that can be used for any occasion. They offer suits made of the most opulent materials, and every last detail is carefully thought out.

This company understands the demands of conservative, Christian, and Catholic ladies as well as their physical characteristics. Our modest swimwear is perfect for women who prefer to remain covered up in public or on the beach while still taking advantage of the sun and water. Our goods are two one-piece swimsuits that are made to seem like a two-piece bikini. As a result, you can wear a swimsuit that is tighter at the top and looser at the bottom, or the opposite. The swimsuit's bottom has a beautiful, modest cut that doesn't cut too high on the thigh, while the top is made with a full-coverage, high-neck design.

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[postsharing101]

Shop Stylish Hijab Scarves - Vela Creation

Vela creation is a company that makes stylish hijab scarves. It is a company started by Atik Sabri, who began sewing hijabs in her parent's garage. Her hijabs differ from traditional ones in their patterns and ornamentation. They also feature unique tying systems. The company currently sells its products online but hopes to open storefronts eventually. It also hopes to cater to non-Muslim women.

Stylish hijab scarves take fashion cues

Some hijab scarves have been designed with edgy fashion trends in mind, and others are based on more traditional styles. A designer who wanted to make hijab scarves more fashionable, Atik, has come up with a line of scarves that take fashion cues from the world of menswear and other fashions. These designs include exaggerated zippers, Victorian pleats, and military buttons. For instance, one of her scarves is named Michael Jackson and features a sizeable sewn-on bow. Atik also has an extensive bridal scarf line and is working on expanding it.

Florals are also popular this season. They complement the hijab's color scheme. Another trend ruffles, which add a feminine touch to the hijab. You can pair a sophisticated floral top with statement trousers or a blazer, depending on your outfit. Or you can opt for the coziest floral dress.

They can prompt scolding

Wearing a hijab scarf can prompt scolding. However, it can also create a fashionable statement. You can tie the scarf around the head or over one shoulder. For example, a long, rectangular scarf tied around the head will be more casual, while a long, round scarf tied over the shoulder will be more conservative.

Vela makes them

Atik, a 20-year-old trendsetter from Huntington Beach, California, wants to change the hijab scarf industry by offering more fantastic options for Muslim women. Her hijab scarves, sold under the Vela label, feature edgy details, such as exaggerated zippers, Victorian pleats, and military buttons. She also has several scarves named after pop icons such as Michael Jackson. One of her scarves is named after the character from "Gossip Girl" and includes a sizeable sewn-on bow.

Atik Sabri, the co-founder of Vela Scarves, is a stylish and modest fashion designer. Her hijabs feature zippers, fringe, and pleats. She is a model who's also an entrepreneur. She started her business in her parent's garage and eventually expanded into selling in stores and selling to non-Muslim women.

She's currently in talks with some boutique store owners worldwide and eventually hopes to sell her hijabs in major department stores. She is aware of the difficulty of selling hijabs to non-Muslim women, but she believes that in the future, she will be able to cater to the needs of this segment of the market.

Atik Sabri makes them

When starting a business, Atik Sabri was still determining if the product she was making would sell. She had considered a career as a nurse but was interested in fashion and sewing. So she started sketching designs while taking classes and asked her aunt to teach her how to sew. Then she made her first scarf. After that, she decided to go to fashion school and enrolled in the Fashion Institute of Design & Merchandising.

Vela is the name of Atik's line, which sells stylish hijab scarves. Its designs are very different from traditional loose hijabs. Some of them feature exaggerated zippers, Victorian pleats, and military buttons. She even offers scarves that Alexander McQueen inspires. Although the company currently sells only online, Atik hopes to eventually expand to stores and reach a broader demographic of consumers.

The Vela scarves take about two months to make. During a busy period, friends and relatives help with packaging. After that, the company sells out its entire inventory each cycle. Atik's next order consists of 500 scarves, and the company also has a factory that makes them.

[burkiniswimwear]

Muslim women are no opposite when they also yearn to spend summer holidays by the beach— drinking soft drinks, admiring blue waves and breathtaking sunsets. Won’t you dive in for a little more swim then? For Muslim women, back in those years, it was futile to dream of full-cover swimwear– that looks fashionable and adheres to their religious values. Modest swimwear for women, especially Muslims, was always a mystery until designers created a new clothing line called ‘modest fashion’.

[ihatecispeople]

not to make any callous remarks but i do think the ever-increasing bans on public religious (read: muslim) displayal (whether in banning mosques for not fitting the landscape or banning hijabs at school or banning burqas and niqabs in public or having police harass women wearing all-coverage outfits at the beach or making laws that state employees have no legal rights for prayer breaks) in european countries, many of which have large and growing right-wing parties, is one of the many outward signs that fascism is politely entering european politics again and europeans are just welcoming fascism with open arms

[sibylpola2172d]

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[jahanara]

Now that hubby is finally here with me -  we will have a reception for all of my friends and family here in the US... so kind of like a walima 2.0 (ya heard it first tumblr - I haven’t announced it to anyone but the people we have invited). It’s a little strange, I know, haha. As some of you know, I have been married two years - what the heck am I having a reception for two years later?! Well, my nikkah was in Bangladesh with my family there - and since he lived there, it kind of had to be. So, then the plan was after he joins me in the US, we would hold a reception for all of my friends and family here!  So, after a year and some months of long distance - he arrived in February. Now in September we will have the reception so my sister and friends decided to throw me a bachelorette trip since they couldn’t be there with me the first time around to throw me one. It was very lowkey. A lot of lounging around, junk food, and good laughs - just how I prefer it.

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[hipsterhijabihere]

Drifting away, wave after wave. 🌊☺️ Yesterday was the last day of my girls trip with my best friends. We decided to get to the beach super early to watch the sunrise. We closed our eyes and laid on our blanket to look at the sky while hearing the waves. It was the most calm feeling I’ve experienced in a long time.

[toddandersvn]

wuh oh i’m being a nerd on main again!

it’s well known that besse is a master of his art and sana’s trailer showed to be no different. I was left baffled and fascinated by it, so i analyzed the skamit season 4 trailer almost frame by frame and here is what i came up with (also i guess this is my entry for @skamitaliafandomevents week two day one: predictions a very late entry please forgive me i rly wanted to do this before the season started) 

also i just enjoy doing these i’m not a film student so i might be completely wrong so if you want to correct me or add anything please do:))

everything is under the cut... enter at your own risk;)

In this scene we can see a green backlit Sana on a phone call saying that she is italian as well. Green can be used to symbolize envy and/or jealousy, which in this case could be interpreted as Sana’s wish to be considered italian, and her “jealousy” of whoever is on the other side of that phone call for fitting in. Jealousy is in quotes because the backlighting can also suggest that it’s in the back of her head, not really apparent to others and even maybe to her. Green also has a history of being used to represent evil in Disney villains (evil step-mother’s eyes in Cinderella, Scar’s cove in Lion King, Dr. Facilier’s spirits in The Princess and The Frog and many more). If we take this scene from the point of view of the other person of the phone call, Sana could be seen as a villain due to stereotypes against muslims and the anger in Sana’s voice.

In the trailer, this scene was cut in two (well three, but one doesn’t really matter here), but if we watch the trailer in .25x speed like a maniac you can see that they probably fit together. In the first shot we see a blue backlit Sana hiding in a bathroom praying. Blue is usually used to show sadness and pensiveness, and as i said above, the backlit can represent the back of her mind, or her neglecting it, hiding how she truly feels. Knowing the background/back story for this clip, which i can only imagine is the clip at the end of the first episode, she is hiding from everyone at the party to prey, and this physical hiding can be used to emphasize emotional hiding.

The next moment in that clip is the camera panning from the blue backlit scene to an orange frontlit scene, which emphasizes contrast as orange and blue are two complementary colours. Orange is used to show interest and optimism, which can be how she feels towards Malik, which leads me to think the shadow we see could be him. However, it can also symbolize vigilance, which can also be her feelings towards the couple making out and bursting in, if besse follows the original storyline.

Sana is looking longingly at Malik surrounded by grass, which is a lighter, warm green that can represent admiration, trust and acceptance. She is staring at him from a distance, which is a very passive way of acting, staying in the shadows, in her black outfit which is a symbol for modesty in islam, basically she is keeping her feelings for herself. Another colour important in islam and relevant to his scene as well is green. Green in islam symbolizes paradise, which Malik just so happens to be surrounded by…. i see you Sana, i do, you can’t fool me

Le matte are by the canal trying to cheer Sana up, in a very cool toned scene. Cool tones can represent sadness and or detachment, which Sana is probably feeling at this point towards the girl squad or herself, given that they are trying to cheer Sana up. Them comforting with a rather cool toned scene can indicate this scene is either pre-falling out or a reconciliation scene.

What stood up for me in the trailer is the drastic contrast between when Sana is alone or with Malik with very warm and loving tones, and when she is with the girl squad with rather cool tones. This reinforces and supports Sana’s feelings of feeling like she doesn’t belong, or has to tone down who she is in order to be friends with them.

This scene is airy and light, which represents pure and heartfelt feelings and peace. Both characters are smiling at each other, which only emphasizes these assumptions. The next shot is in the kitchen that can imply domesticity and comfort, as well as the blue tones from the hijab and walls that represent pensiveness and shyness. It passes the vibe check.

In this scene Sana is wearing a warm yellow hijab that can represent serenity and joy. This particularly stands out from the black one we are used to see her wear and have seen her wear around Malik earlier. She is in a greenhouse surrounded by nature, the green of admiration and growth but also the green of paradise. She is also surrounded by windows that can indicate she has moved to an active way of acting, instead of staring from a distance. This assumption is supported by her waving at Malik through the window. She is letting herself go through the mortifying ordeal of being known, which is a huge change from her usual secretive self and first few dark shots of the trailer.

Here Besse used a wide angle lens most likely to show the surroundings, or lackthereof, of the two characters. Both of them are alone and isolated together. At this moment in time, there are no outside factors matter, it is just them and their thoughts. i imagine this is the scene when malik tells Sana about the nico x mikael kiss, which is a very pivotal chapter point in the season and it is important to show them alone and Sana having to “reset” her thoughts.

Again, they are surrounded by green/lime: trust and acceptance, which links to the talk they are having with malik choosing accpetance> religion and stopping believing in Allah.

When her and her friends are sitting on the couch, they are mostly dressed in blue, all looking awkward/embarrassed. It is possible that it is sadness/grief from them having to share the house in Mykonos, as the audio over that scene suggests, but then again it could also just be from the two characters we can see on the mirror kissing. I’m obsessed and i watched and rewatched and i’m almost 100% sure the girl is Covitti, which by elimination process lets me think the guy is Canecoso, which justifies the awkwardness on Eva and Silvia’s face.

When Sana is on her bed calling Ele, she is leaning against her green wall, but looking towards a warm orange light. This can be seen as many things related to her finally accepting her feelings for malik. She can move from the shadows to the light (from staring longingly to actually talking to him), moving from a passive to an active way of acting (like going to see him with her yellow hijab) and lastly moving from green jealousy to orange happiness. All of these clues lead me to think this clip happens before the greenhouse house clip. POETIC F*CKING CINEMA I COULD COLLAPSE

I’m assuming this is the karaoke equivalent party, because of the way it is lit. If it is, it would be the party where both of Sana’s worlds (her brother & friends and her school friends) meet. We can see some scenes of clashing in the trailer, however having the scene lit up with red and green, two complementary (opposite on the colour wheel) colours, it prepares the audience  for a contrast. It can be a contrast of feelings, but in this case i’m lead to think it’s of background, and probably ideas as well, if it follows the OG. A justification of the use of green and red could be the feelings associated with each colour, like red with anger/annoyance and red with surprise. I won’t spoon feed you and tell you why but you get it.

In this scene, we see Sana and Malik in a street with a lit up red cross in the background. It can be seen as reference to Romeo + Juliet by Baz Luhrmann, but also as a reference to the OG with the OHN. In the OG, isak is running away from a blue cross, running away from the sadness he’d been feeling for the past days and weeks, which is a contrast both in colour, direction and pace to Sana walking with Malik towards a red cross, walking towards romance.  It is for that reason i think this will be their date scene towards the end of the season. Also, they are walking and not running which can symbolize them taking it slow, and deciding to be friends again before anything else. It looks like the cross is also moving towards them as well, which can symbolize a middle ground/finding a balance between her religion and her country’s religion. Besse you magnificent bastard i love you, vibe check passed.

Sana is submerging herself in a pool, with oddly very blue water. This oddly blue water matching her burking makes the colour stand out and can highlight its importance in the scene. Blue can symbolize shyness, it can symbolize peace, stability, and tranquility, depending on the shade and hue, but in this case this turquoise signifies the latter. She is letting herself float in it, bathing and soaking it in, and her face is at peace, which only strengthens my assumptions that this clip happens towards the end once everything is almost resolved.

And that’s all i came up with. I also think that the beach clips will be the last episode and they will all be from different povs, but that’s just wishful thinking at this point i’m sure. These are all obviously theories, however i think it is fascinating how Besse chose so many different colours as well as different way of lighting the scene to convey Sana’s emotions and feelings at different moments of the seasons. I am probably a clown about most of it but that’s just part of the skam experience, but either way i am very hyped to see the master at it again!

i’m repeating it here again, but if you have things to add or further questions please let me know i’d be more than happy to read what you have to say!🌻 that’s all have a great day:))

[allmyhomieshatework]

sometimes I wish my mom lived w me I think about her all the time I keep staring at this women sitting at the beach in her all blue outfit w matching hijab and i just see my mom ):

[happyhijabi]

You only live once ... live it well

[eldritchsurveys]

495.

England

Do you like to drink tea? >> I do.

Do you like to put sugar in your tea? >> No, I hate regular refined sugar. I use honey if I use anything.

Have you ever explored an ancient castle? >> No. 

If you're a Christian, are you Catholic or Protestant? >> ---

Do you live in a big house? >> No, I live in an apartment.

Are there a lot of seagulls where you live? >> Yeah. Or, gulls, I guess. Since we’re not by the sea.

Do you have a garden? >> No.

Name something you own with the British flag on it. >> ---

What's your favorite part of London? >> I’ve never been.

If you've been to England, what was your favorite city you've visited? >> ---

If applicable, what is/was your favorite store in London? >> ---

Have you ever been lost in London? >> ---

Would you say your personality is British? Do you think you'd fit in there? >> I don’t... what? What is a “British personality”? I assume some parts of my personality would be useful there and other parts wouldn’t, depending on the cultural norms.

Do you have English ancestors, or are you from England? >> No.

Ireland

What is one of your favorite celtic songs? >> Not... sure, but my favourite Irish song is Óró Sé do Bheatha Bhaile.

Do you have red hair? >> No.

Are you Irish? >> No.

Name 5 redheads that you know. >> I don’t think I know any natural redheads.

Who in your family is/was a redhead? >> ---

If you've been to Ireland, what was your favorite city you visited? >> I haven’t been to Ireland.

Did you have any bad experiences in Ireland? >> ---

Do you celebrate St. Patrick's Day? >> No. St Patrick’s Day celebrations in the US tend to just be... throngs of people in garish green outfits doing pub crawls and reaching sloppy-drunk levels at like half past noon and generally being rowdy nuisances. Doesn’t seem like much fun to me.

Do you like Irish food? >> I don’t know, I’ve never had it.

What's one thing you like about ancient cathedrals? >> The acoustics.

Do you like rolling hills of green? >> Sure.

Do you like bagpipes? >> I mean, I’m ambivalent.

If you're Irish, what part of Ireland is your family from? >> ---

Do you like English accents or Irish accents better? >> Most Irish accents I enjoy more than most English accents.

China

What is your Chinese zodiac sign? Do you like it? Do you feel it fits your personality? >> I think it’s the Rabbit. I have no feelings about it, it doesn’t mean anything to me.

Do you like your American zodiac sign or Chinese zodiac sign better? >> I’m generally more interested in Western astrology.

Do you like Chinese food? >> It’s okay sometimes.

List three of your favorite Chinese foods. >> ---

Are you familiar with the topic of footbinding? >> Yeah.

What are your favorite books about the Chinese? >> ---

Do you know anyone Chinese? >> I might, I don’t know.

Who is your favorite Chinese youtuber? >> ---

Have you ever cooked Chinese food at home? >> No.

Are you familiar with the Great Chinese Famine? >> No.

Do you wish your school would teach you about other countries' history? >> I wish public schools in the US didn’t teach whitewashed and over-simplified versions of other countries’ histories (when they even bother -- because, you know, if a country hasn’t been to war with us or allied with us in a war, then they don’t exist). 

Would you ever want to go to China? >> Sure.

Do you have any Chinese in your family? >> No.

Japan

Do you like sushi? If so, what are your favorite kinds? >> Sometimes. I like spicy rolls that don’t have weird ingredients like cream cheese or bacon in them.

What is your favorite manga series? >> I don’t have one.

Do you love Japanese street fashion? >> It’s fun to look at sometimes.

What color hair would you have as an anime character? >> White, of course.

Are you aware of the struggles of Japanese Americans during World War 2? >> Not in any real detail, but in a general sense.

What is your favorite Japanese name? >> ---

Do you like bonsai trees? >> Yeah.

What's one thing you think Americans should adopt from the Japanese? >> *shrug*

Have you ever listened to Jpop? >> A little.

Do you like Hello Kitty? >> Yeah, she’s adorable.

What is something you want to know about the Japanese? >> ---

Do you know anyone who's Japanese? >> Maybe.

Would you ever want to go to Japan? >> Sure.

Australia

Do you have blonde hair? >> No.

Do you live near a beach? >> Not a saltwater one.

Do you surf? >> No.

Who is your favorite Australian youtuber? >> ---

Do you watch The Norris Nuts? >> No.

Who is your favorite Australian fictional character? >> ---

What is your favorite song by Hillsong? >> Who?

Have you ever tried to surf? >> No. I can’t even swim, so.

Do you skateboard? >> No.

Have you ever been on an island? >> Manhattan, Long Island, and Staten Island...

Do you live on an island? >> No.

Do you like Australian accents or British accents better? >> Meh.

Have you ever heard the term, "Crikey, mate!" >> Yeah, I was alive during Steve Irwin’s lifetime...

Have you ever met anyone from Australia? >> Yeah.

Africa

Do you know anyone from Africa? >> Probably.

Are you familiar with the War on Sudan? >> No.

Do you own an Invisible Children shirt? >> No.

Have you been to Africa? >> No.

What's your favorite wild animal? >> *shrug*

Do you prefer dancing or drumming? >> I like to dance more than I like to drum.

Do you have good rhythm? >> I think I do.

Would you ever want to go to Africa? >> Sure.

What is a great African song? >> I don’t know any by name.

Have you ever tried African dancing? >> I did it when I was a child because my father enrolled me in it.

Do you own any African jewelry? >> No.

Ever danced to "Waka Waka"? >> No.

What's the furthest you've ever walked in one day? >> I used to live in NYC, so definitely at least a few miles.

Do you live in a mud hut? >> No.

Mexico

List 3 of your favorite Mexican foods. >> *shrug* Tacos, burritos, enchiladas...?

List 3 Mexican names you like. >> ---

List 3 people you know who are Mexican. >> I don’t know if I know any Mexicans.

Have you ever been to Mexico? >> No.

Would you ever want to go to Mexico? >> Absolutely.

Do you think you could handle being around people all the time? >> I know for a fact that I cannot.

Do you like spicy food? >> I love spicy food.

How do you do with crowds? >> I deal poorly.

Is it hot where you live? >> Not usually.

Do you like bright colors? >> Yes.

Can you speak Spanish? >> Not fluently.

Have you ever been to a fiesta? >> No.

Ever smacked a pinata? >> No.

What's your favorite thing to order at Taco Bell? >> I like those caramel empanada things. I don’t really like eating their food, though.

The Middle East

Are you Muslim? >> No.

Do you know any Muslims? >> I don’t think so.

Do you know anyone who wears hijab? >> No.

What are some of your favorite books about Muslims? >> ---

Ever been to a desert? >> No.

Would you want to ride a camel? >> I don’t think I’d enjoy that.

Did you watch the show Legends of the Hidden Temple? >> No.

Korea

Have you read To All the Boys I've Loved Before? Have you seen the movie? >> No and no.

Did you know that North Korea is closed? >> Yeah.

Would you ever want to visit South Korea? >> Sure.

Have you ever had Korean food? >> Yeah, my father served in the Korean War and has been eating Korean food ever since, so I was raised with it.

South America

Have you read The Spirit of the Rainforest? >> No.

Name one fact you know about Venezuela. >> I don’t know any facts about Venezuela.

Do you know anyone who lives in Peru? >> No.

Have you ever tried Peruvian food or drink? >> No.

Have you ever been to South America? >> No.

Do you know anyone from Brazil? >> No.

Would you ever want to visit South America? >> Sure.

Name someone you know who owns llamas. >> ---

Do you like llamas? >> They’re funky lookin’, I like them.

Have you ever sewn on a loom? >> No.

Do you own a skirt from Guetamala? >> No.

Do you ever wonder why we don't hear much about South America? >> I don’t wonder. The US media has little reason to report on goings-on in South America unless it has to do with the Amazon rainforest (because emotional impact) or some military thing (because duh).

Thailand

Do you like elephants? >> Yeah, they’re awesome.

WOuld you ever be brave enough to try walking on stilts? >> I don’t think so.

Do you know about sex trafficking in Thailand? >> I’m vaguely aware that it happens, but I don’t know any details about it.

Do you like Thai food? >> Yeah.

Do you know anyone who's Thai? >> I don’t think so.

United States

If you live in the US, which state do you live in? >> Michigan.

Which states have you visited? >> I get bored of naming them.

Which states have you lived in? >> ^

Have you ever been to Washington D.C? >> No.

What is your favorite American food? >> Hm.

Do you listen to popular music? >> Sure.

Do you dream of having two kids and maybe a dog? >> No. Well, the dog, yeah.

...and living in a two-story house with a white picket fence? >> No.

...and having a good job and saving for retirement? >> No.

....where you can retire to Florida and live on the beach? >> No.

Did you go to college? If so, what was your major? >> No.

Were you abused by your parents? >> No.

Do you know any nice people? >> Er...

How often do you bbq? >> Never.

What's your favorite ride at Cedar Point? >> Haven’t been. I didn’t realise Cedar Point was like, a big deal, but this year alone I think I’ve seen mention of it on at least like 4 surveys.

Other

What's the best family vacation you've been on? >> ---

What countries have you visited? >> None.

What countries do you want to visit? >> Almost all of them are fair game.

Have you ever been to NYC? >> I used to live there.

Do you live in a big city, small town, or other? >> I live in a small city right now.

Do you live in the city or country? >> More a suburban vibe than an urban one.

What is your favorite country besides your own? >> ---

What country do you live in? >> USA.

What is your ancestry? >> ---

Are you happy with the American government? >> I don’t think about the American government. But, yeah, it’s pretty eye-rolly right now.

What currency do you use? >> Bitcoin The dollar.

Do you think you have an accent? >> I would to a Southerner or a non-American, I’m sure.

Have you ever been told you have an accent? >> Yeah.

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Jacob Black Being Friends With a Hijabi Would Include

headcanon for @meherunissa

- jake is honestly such a good friend. when you first moved to la push, he sat next to you in class and introduced himself right away.

- he also imprinted on you but didn’t say anything because he didn’t want to freak you out. he just wanted to make sure you were adjusting well.

- if you’re not that great at english then he helps translate for you.

- jacob always being by your side from the time you wake to the time you go to bed. 

- by the time you were in la push for a month, you had already been asked out on a date. you thought the guy was cute but you had to decline; your parents would kill you.

- you and jacob wandering around first beach on the weekends. jake went to get some food for the two of you as you watched the waves one sunday when a group of white kids came up and started harassing you. jake left the line and when they got a good look at jake their souls left their bodies.

- nobody ever messed with you after that, not with jacob and now the rest of the pack looking after you

- your parents were skeptical about jake, but they came around slowly but surely after you reassured them dozens of time that he was just a friend

- telling him about your country and showing him pictures of beautiful landscapes.

- teaching jacob your native language and he teaches you quileute.

- bonding with billy and meeting his sister rachel. they always tell you embarrassing stories about him as a kid complete with pictures

- jake always helps you pick out your scarves or hijabs to match your outfit if you have a collection.

- watching him build or work on his car and being amazed by his craftsmanship. he tries to teach you about mechanic stuff but it sounds complicated.

- the two of you are never not smiling with each other and you can’t remember a time when you smiled so much.

- always having each other’s backs and sticking up for one another

- jacob being the greatest friend you’ve ever had