#khalid precious

[khalidprecious]

[embrosegraves]

ℕ𝕖𝕩𝕥 𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕃𝕖𝕔𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕔𝕤

Charles Leclerc x Reader (implied she/her) Charles and Reader name their daughters the same order as the Leclerc brothers. 

Mr Charles “Girl Dad” Leclerc

Warnings: Extreme use of the red heart emoji, IT'S SO LONG I'M SO SORRY, also watch out for Google translate lmao don't trust them to be exact

Still not the best at smaus but I'm working on it (between every 'post' will be a timeskip of an unspecified amount of time. my brain can't handle doing maths more than it needs to.)

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youruser Baby Leclerc Loading...

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yourBff I'm so ready to be an Aunty  → youruser One of the best ❤️

user omgomgomgomgomgomg user Is it a girl or a boy? → youruser We're waiting until the birth to find out user GUYS CHARLES MIGHT BE A GIRL DAD 

carlossainz55 Charles is gonna be out of a seat soon → charles_leclerc they're going to take your seat actually → youruser please don't encourage this, they aren't even born yet

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youruser As of Nov 8 2026, please welcome Lorelei Manon Haydée Pascale Leclerc ❤️❤️ Charles and I are so incredibly excited to share this chapter of our lives with everyone however we plan on keeping Little Lori's face completely hidden until she can tell us otherwise. We ask that you respect our decision and that you do not go out of your way to find out what she looks like ❤️

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landonorris Hey there Little Lori Leclerc  → youruser ❤️

carlossainz55 Bienvenida Pequeña Belleza translated Welcome Little Beauty → charles_leclerc Uncle Chilli reporting for duty? → carlossainz55 Of Course!

leclerc_pascale When can I see my precious grandbaby❤️ → charles_leclerc I will facetime you Maman ❤️

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youruser Round Two LETS GO

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pierregasly Another gossip buddy!!!  → youruser Our gossip sessions are about to be so much cooler!

user ANOTHER ONE!! → user ok dj khalid user are you waiting to find out the gender again? → youruser ✨oui✨ user please be another girl, i need charles to be purely a girl dad

maxverstappen1 this one will be in a redbull i can feel it → youruser oh god not you too

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charles_leclerc Papa and Manon Spa Night (so Mama can try to relax before baby is born)

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youruser you have mastered the towel turban my love  → youruser Lori looks so cute 😭❤️

user Charles "Girl Dad" Leclerc coming in clutch → user he's in his element user be honest /youruser did you teach him the towel turban? → youruser i mean, not on purpose? he's watched me do it so often i guess he just, learnt??? user I love how squishy she looks MY HEART--

lilymhe this qualifies as Charles' official invite to Girls Night™ → youruser i'll add him to the groupchat lmao → charles_leclerc yeah babyyyyyy

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youruser And on October 17 2027, the world said let there be Charlène Madeleine Héloïse Pascale Leclerc ❤️❤️ Once again, we are so so so excited to share our growing family with the world. As we did for little Lori, we will not be sharing baby ChiChi's face until she can tell us otherwise. We are so grateful that everyone respected our wishes with Lori and we ask that you respect them once more. Love Always ❤️

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LeclercLorenzo Might be early but I'm sensing a trend... → youruser 👀/charles_leclerc → charles_leclerc a trend you say?? 👀

carlossainz55 Un'altra splendida bambina ❤️ proud of you guys translated Another gorgeous baby girl → charles_leclerc Grazie Fratello ❤️ translated Thankyou Brother → youruser Grazie Chilli ❤️

leclerc_pascale Another granddaughter to spoil ❤️❤️ → youruser I fear you'll put Char out of a job Maman 😂 → charles_leclerc you cannot spoil her as much as me! 😠❤️

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charles_leclerc My Precious Girls, how your Papa loves you

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youruser My Loves 😭❤️

user Another classic Charles "Girl Dad" Leclerc moment → user omg I saw them the other day and the way Charles looks at Lori and ChiChi 😍🥰 user Charles is so in love with his girls it make me feel warm and fuzzy inside → youruser makes me wanna have another lmao → user SO REAL FOR THIS → charles_leclerc oh? 😏😏

lilymhe Why can't we have this? /alex_albon → alex_albon our sons are literally your personal bodyguards... I can't even kiss you without their permission → charles_leclerc he misses you 😂😂

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youruser 3 is a magic number

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pierregasly Do you guys ever stop? → youruser who? → pierregasly you and charles → youruser no i mean who asked?

user has anybody noticed that the age gap between each leclerc baby is basically the EXACT same as the leclerc brothers? → user OMG I WAS GONNA SAY youruser before you ask lovey /user once again we're waiting for the birth ❤️ → user honestly at this point i think everyone knows it's gonna be a girl liked by youruser user Okay, they definitely have a theme going on here with Lorenzo and Lorelei, and then literally Charles and Charlène. this one is gonna be named after Arthur i know it

charles_leclerc One more after this? → youruser no <3

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youruser Say hello to our newest arrival, Artemis Marinette Helena Pascale Leclerc ❤️❤️ born on October 15 2030 For the third time, Charles and I invite you to meet our (now complete) family! Just as we did with little Lori and Baby ChiChi, Mini Artie's face will be hidden until she can tell us otherwise. Forever grateful that everyone is so understanding of all our daughters' privacy, thank you all so much! get ready to see a whole bunch of the Leclerc Sisters on your feed from now on❤️

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carlossainz55 I can't keep commenting in another language now, you used all three that I know → charles_leclerc sounds like a you problem mate → youruser be grateful we're only having three kids Carlos

sebastianvettel One more for the collection → youruser my daughters are not like your cars and their bond girl names → charles_leclerc i'll be honest, i did laugh a little

LeclercLorenzo Some might say I... called it. → youruser don't even, you knew when we told you about naming Little Lori → LeclercLorenzo let me live in my delusion

kimimatiasraikkonen 👍 → youruser never change Kimi ❤️

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charles_leclerc At least Mini Artie likes to kart 🫠❤️

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georgerussell63 I think it's hilarious that not even your mini me likes karting → youruser it is the funniest thing to watch as Char sulks because of it → pierregasly I can only imagine 😂😂 → charles_leclerc what is this, bully Charles day?

user Mini Artie is gonna carry on the family legacy → user can you imagine omg youruser come back home the kids miss you → user i had to double check that this was ACTUALLY the mother of his children liked by charles_leclerc, pierregasly, youruser and others user I see no one else has realised that all three of the girls birthdays are THE DAY AFTER the person they're named after. → youruser believe me, that wasn't planned ((it was harder to plan than it should've been))

youruser I love you so much Char. Best father, best husband ❤️ → charles_leclerc Je t'aime encore plus, Ma Chère. Best mother, Best wife ❤️ translated I love you more, My Dear

holy shit that was long jesus christ.

uhhhhhh hope you enjoyed? reblogs and likes would be much appreciated because this took me SO MUCH LONGER THAN I THOUGHT IT WAS GOING TO

[rubiarts]

- "His mother's eyes" - Happy Birthday Claude 💛

this is probably self-indulgent but i have this headcanon that among the countless rumors circulating Tiana in Almyra is one regarding a certain hexing-look in her eyes, Khalid ofcourse inherited the rumors along with them.

-quick side note, (عيون أمه \ عيون ماما) "His/your mother's eyes" or "Mama's eyes" is an arabic phrase mothers use to lovingly refer to or answer their children's calls. meaning that they're as precious as her own eyes.

[cardierreh15]

When Love Finds a way

I do not give anyone permission to copy or repost my work.

Warnings 18+: Blood , Nudity (Yes, Naked Henry) , Death .

Pairings: Henry Cavill(Drake/Dracula) x Mia/Misty(Black!plus size female)

Description: Dracula & Misty run into one another at the local coffee shop. Could it be… destiny?

Song: No Sunshine by Bill Withers , lovely (instrumental) by Billie Eilish & Khalid .

Word count: 3.6K

(Anything in italics are lyrics. Anything Bold & italics are Dracula’s thoughts)

Two

Aint no sunshine when she's gone. It's not warm when she's away. Ain't no sunshine when she's gone; she's always gone too long, anytime, she goes away.

The thunder roared outside, rattling the skylights and window patio doors. The sound didn’t take him out of his trance though.

Drake had a wooden brush clenched between his teeth as his left hand fingered and teased the paint, and used his right hand to push strokes across the canvas with his brush.

He pulled the brush from between his teeth and dipped it in the white to emphasize the glare in the honey brown. He then stood up from the wooden stool, hovering over his work of art.

Drake was adorned with splattered and smeared paint. He had a chiseled, godly frame. Muscular back, broad shoulders, big arms, tight abdomen and chest that donned thick curly hairs. He himself looked like a masterpiece.

So detailed down to the tiny patterns in her beautiful hazel irises; were the eyes of his beloved, Mia.

The lightning from outside brightened up the room around them, revealing over more than a dozen portraits of Mia. Most of them consisted of her in the color yellow or pink.

Others were just her body parts. Her lips, her naked waist and hips, her naked back with her shoulders and untamed curls cascading down her back. His personal favorite, her fingers interlocking with his; differentiating the sizes of their palms.

‘My dear Mia. Oh you’d be disappointed with how I use my time.’ He chuckled aloud as he wiped his cheek with the back of his wrist, smearing paint against his cheekbone.

And then he found himself staring into the large lively eyes he’d created. Getting lost in them as if she were still physically here.

***

Only darkness everyday, ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone. This house just ain’t no home, anytime she goes away.

He walked as his nose flared; chin trembling as he held his deceased love in his arms tightly. Her blood stained his white blouse. What use to run and pump warmth and life into her, ran cold and endless. His hands, forearms and his cheeks were covered in it.

The scent of her used to bring him a joy like no other, and now, seeing her defiled like this. Knowing the reason why her precious soul was taken, it sickened him.

He walked until he stopped at the entrance of a village. Hesitantly, he looked down at her before looking back ahead of him. ‘Help! Someone help! Someone help please!’ He screamed, and begged. His eyes searched for anyone that could help; some folk came peeking out of their doors, but only a few had the guts to rush over towards the mysterious man. Drake dropped weakly to his knees, but he never let go of his love.

‘What’s happened?!’ One of the onlookers came running over, seemingly looking to help at first.

‘S-she’s been stabbed…’ Drake stuttered, still not able to make sense of what’s happening, he looked up at the stranger before him. He was a short, bald, heavy set older man; he had to be the leader around here.

He was startled by Drake’s bright red eyes and took a step back. “Devil!” The man cried frighteningly, his eyes wide as saucers, a sharp pain shot through the man's heart. He clutched his chest. Others started to murmur, the men in the town pushed their children and wives back into the house as they found pointed objects.

Drake sighed heavily, jaws clinched in agitation; he inhaled deeply trying his best to calm his rage. ‘Listen, I mean no harm, ok? My wife— they killed my wife. Burned down my home. Killed my stock and cattle. I just need… I need some help… just to clean my wife and get her buried…’

“Begawn demon!” One man shouted with a large pickaxe in his hands, another man stepped forward, a cold stare in his eyes.

“We’re good Christian you heathen, if that woman was with you, we’ll then she’s better off dead. Maybe God will forgive her.” The man shook his head, his fingers wrapped around his weapon tightly, these people were surely blinded by their belief in God to think they could take on someone of Drake’s nature. He couldn’t believe the words that just came from this imbecile’s crusty lips.

“Are you ‘too good Christian’ to help your own?! How dare you, hypocrites.” He hissed, bright crimson blood pooled at his eyes, and only a single tear fell down his pale skin. ‘She believed in your God!’ He exclaimed with so much venom behind the word, ‘The same God whose brought you nothing but pain, death, illness and sorrow! Yet, she still believed in him! Just like the rest of you! Was she not good?!’

The crowd grew quiet. Only the sounds of the night could be heard around he and the crowd that surrounded him defensively. Bullfrogs croaked, Crickets chirped and beetles flapped their heavy wings.

As soon as Drake felt he was about to lose hope and his cool, someone spoke up in the crowd, ‘And what do we get if we aid you?!’

He searched the crowd as a woman walked forward. She had black thick and curly hair, her skin was brown and rich like the Earth’s soil. She wore trousers and a slightly stretched out blouse. It appeared to be somewhat of an off duty knight. Her clothes weren’t as damaged and raggedy as everyone else’s.

‘I-‘ he pressed his lips together. ‘Whatever it is that you want. I have no use of any more of my riches… I don’t plan on living on without her.’ Drake looked down at Mia once more. He wasn’t sure how many more tears he could shed. But he wasn’t ready to stop either.

‘Hmph… you’d save me the time then… c’mon now then.’ The pretty woman turned on the toes of her boots and walked back through the crowd; shoving people out of the way. Get out my way! What you lookin’ at?!

Drake felt his slow beating heart stiffen almost in his chest. He was relieved that someone was willing to help. So he stood up to his feet, adjusting Mia in his arms.

***

Drake placed Mia’s lifeless body on the cot. He knew this was probably the last time he’d see her. So he stared at her for as long as he possibly could. He had to take in every feature, knowing that it would be his last

The woman folded her arms across her chest, her head falling to the side.

‘What happened?’

He sat there for a moment before blinking away and looking over at the woman behind him. He felt his chest twist, tears filled his eyes once again before he just let out a shuddered sigh. ‘The Church… found out my hide away. Th-they said she’d been followed. She’d come to see me in the morning. We’d spend the day together,’ he scoffed and swallowed his sticky saliva before continuing. ‘She was the only reason I ever became a morning person… I’d risk burning myself countless times just to be with her and th—‘ his voice was strained; drowned in own tears and despair.

And when Drake had enough strength to speak, darkness reflected in his words as if they looked into a mirror, ‘They took her. from. me!’

The woman watched in silence, studying the picture before her. ‘How long have you and her been—together?’ She asked.

‘A little over a year and a half… she was the reason why I never went back into hunting and killing,’ he looked back at her. His eyes were so sad and lifeless. It almost seem unreal, like sad painting. ‘Because of her, I cherished human life. I saw the potential in your lives. So I went without drinking human blood for that duration.’

Her eyebrows tugged into one, ‘If you weren’t drinking humans then what—‘

‘Animals… particularly moose. Boar. Sometimes bear— anything I could get my hands on really.’

‘M-my God…’ The woman was in disbelief! Could he have been that in love to completely risk his livelihood?

Everyone deserved to love, and perhaps if you are capable of loving, you’re capable of changing. She thought to herself.

‘And so they call…’ he scoffed, his head falling forward; shaking side to side.

‘I don’t think you’re the vampire they are after!’ Drake didn’t say anything, he didn’t much care. Instead, he just grabbed Mia’s hand and placed his cold lips against her cold flesh. He’d just hoped for a small sign of life from her. But he was disappointed once more when reality set in by the second.

The sound of her heeled boots quickly clicked across the wooden floor. ‘Look. I ain’t too keen with working with your kind,’ she said with a slight bitterness, ‘But if I were in your position… I’d do whatever it is that I needed to be done so that my partner gets the justice they deserve…’

Dracula looked up at her with wet eyes. He knew what her suggestion was.

‘That’s just me though…’ she threw up her hands In defense.

He stood to his feet slowly, his thick brows tugging into one,‘Are you suggesting—‘

‘THAT’S… just me now…’ she took a step closer to him, low enough for him to hear, ‘Do what you must. Besides, these folk could use some protectin’ roun’ here,’ She looked over at his wife for a second, ‘She shall be in tip top shape upon your return. And when you get back… we can perhaps discuss a partnership.’ She then stepped back and jerked her head towards the door. ‘Gone head nah. Before I change my mind!’

Dracula gave the woman a gentle nod before turning back to his love, ‘She’ll— she’ll take care of you— my love.’ He then placed his bloodied hand on top of hers.

His chin trembled as he stared at his wife’s corpse. Even in death, she was breathtaking.

‘I’m sorry… I’m so sorry Mia. I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you. I’m sorry I couldn’t give you what you wanted.’ He sniffed, wiping his tears before letting out a shaky sigh, ‘I love you… And I’m gonna make this right.’

Dracula pushed her hair behind her ear. ‘Until we meet again my love…’

He looked back over at the woman, darkness clouding his eyes, ‘How far is the Church’s village?’

‘On horseback? About a day’s ride… the sun could be quite dangerous for someone like you.’

Drake pressed his lips together, knowing what he’d have to do to get there faster. ‘Indeed… I must leave,’ he walked towards the wooden door.

‘I never caught your name. I-I want to thank you.’

The woman placed her hands on her widened hips and a smirk curled on her lips, ‘No need to thank me,’ she said raising her hand in protest, ‘Make it back alive and I’ll tell you everything.’

***

A loud thunder clap shook him out of his own head. A smirk curled on his lips slowly, ‘I know… I’m goin’, I’m goin’… I just wanted to take the time to admire you for a bit longer…’

A soft low thunder rumbled, causing his apartment to shake a little.

‘I miss you too…’ he sighed softly.

Shortly after, he gathered his brushes and carried them to the sink and washed them carefully. Afterwards, he set them on a towel to dry.

Before leaving his “showcase” room, he took one more good look at her, ‘Good Night Mia. I love you.’ And he shut the door behind him.

***

Drake stood beneath the hot shower; allowing the water to beat down on his head and the rest of his messy body. He loved these kinds of nights. Since his body didn’t generate it’s own sweat or neither did he get funky, he’d somehow subconsciously yet— perhaps on purpose, smear himself up in paint so he could shower. It was the only thing that reminded him of her. The warmth of her pretty brown skin and how she’d hold him close.

Otherwise, he truly had no other excuse to be in the shower.

Lifting his head up, he ran his fingers through his hair; pushing it back out of his face. He then reached over for his washcloth, and liquid soap. Once he lathered it up, he rubbed those smooth suds into his skin and scrubbed off whatever paint that was left on his body.

Afterwards, he sat in the shower until the water ran cold. He got out and got dressed in something modest and simple. It was still raining outside, and he would’ve hated for his suits to have gotten wet.

He’d dressed in a cotton light gray long sleeved shirt. It had 3 buttons at the chest. He left only one open. Then, he pulled on some briefs and some dark denim jeans and some brown boots.

Drake dried his thick black hair with a towel and then blow dried it. His locks fell wavy and soft against his head.

Once he was done getting dressed, he grabbed his sketchbook, his wallet and keys. Then, he left.

This was the only time Dracula really enjoyed the outdoors in the daytime. The sky had to be dark with clouds and/or pouring down raining. He could smell and feel how refreshed Mother Earth felt when it did. As if the rain was cleansing everything around him.

He also found it funny when unprepared humans would just cover their heads with newspapers or their hands trying to get to cover. Such clumsy creatures.

Closing down his umbrella, he walked inside of a coffee shop. The smell of freshly brewed coffee made love to his senses and caused a slight drool to pool in his mouth.

Coffee was Dracula’s guilty pleasure. Human food was disgusting. Anything processed, would taste as if he were biting into the metal or plastic that kept them fresh. Or, he’d taste the hormones and the particles. If he had to eat human food just to blend in, he’d simply throw it up later. But coffee, he liked his Americano. No sugar. No cream. Just— beans and hot water.

The baristas shouted, desynchronized “Heeey!” “Drake!” “Yooo!”

They were all very happy to see him. After all, it had been quite some time since he’d been down here.

A toothy grin curled on his lips as he placed his wet umbrella up against his booth and placed his book down on the table. ‘Shannon, Luis, Jang. How are all of you?’ Then he walked up to the counter.

‘We’re holding up… we’ve missed ya down here. We were starting to think you moved away or sumn!’ Jang said with a slight smirk.

‘Yeah! Shannon was starting to get sad!’ Laughed Luis.

‘Hey!’ Shannon laughed and smacked Luis on the arm, ‘You’re gonna get enough of telling my business! How are you, D?’

Dracula had been coming to the local coffee shop for about 10 years now. Way before his friend’s arrival. The owners, Lee and Jennifer, had always been kind to him and welcoming. Introducing him to their own families and friends. Having him over for dinner some nights.

Until one night they’d suffered greatly when half of the shop burned down. Drake had heard about this terrible incident and had written them an anonymous check for $40K for repairs. Til this day, the couple hadn’t had a single clue who’d gifted them with something so life changing. And it were to stay that way.

‘I thought I asked you to call me Drake?’ He smirked, pulling out his wallet.

‘I know. But I think D fits you best,’ the woman giggled, ‘The Usual today?’

‘Mmhmm,’ he nodded before placing the $20 bill in her hand. ‘Could you bring it to my booth?’

‘Sure. Anything for my—‘ Shannon paused for a second, getting lost in those bright crimson eyes. Sure she had a crush before, but it had only gotten extreme. ‘Main. Man.’ And a slow smile curled on her lips.

Dracula returned the smile and nodded once, ‘Thank you, Shan.’ And he turned away to walk to his booth.

As soon as he sat down, he opened up his book full of sketches. Some pages were of flowers, mountains and rivers, oceans and the sky. But others were of people he’d come across in his life. But mostly, Mia.

Strangely enough though, he didn’t feel like drawing her today. Technically.

He’d quickly got started on a face. Allowing just his hand and mind to come together; not really thinking.

‘One Americano.’ Shannon said softly with a smile, placing the large mug down on the porcelain dessert plate. ‘Thank you, Shannon. It smells delightful.’ He smiled looking up at her.

‘Anytime.’ She sighed softly before pulling her eyes away to look at his sketch. ‘What ya workin’ on?’

Dracula looked back down at the large sheet of paper. In just a minute’s time he’d already drawn and detailed an eye and a nose. ‘Nothing special just— sketching.’

‘Nice! You’re really talented!’ Shannon jumped when the bell chimed over the door.

He instantly went stiff at her scent. ‘Misty! Hi, welcome back!’ Shannon greeted her with a smile, ‘I have to get back to work. Have fun.’ She said, placing her dainty hand on his shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze.

Drake inhaled deeply, as her heart beat seem to thud louder and louder in his ears. The smell of flowers just kept tickling at his nose. It was intoxicating! He was drawing but he couldn’t focus! All that he could see embedded in his brain was her gorgeous smile, her big, thick curly hair, her hazel eyes.

This is probably the closest he’s ever been to drowning. All until,

‘Drake?’

‘Huh?’ He lifted his head quickly.

She was standing there with a sweet yet, puzzled look on her face. Oh she was to die for.

‘I didn’t know you came to this coffee shop!’

‘Misty! Hi! Oh, yeah—‘ he chuckled as his eyes roamed over her body once. The perfect frame. Voluptuous breasts, a tummy, wide hips and thick thighs. ‘I-I know the owners. Been coming here for a few years now.’

‘That’s cool! Hey, do you mind if I join you? I just have a few more minutes to kill before I have to head back to work.’

Of course I mind. You’re only the love of my life’s doppelgänger! I don’t even know what to say or do right now.

‘No, please!’ Lying bastard.

Misty sat down in front of him with a gentle smile on her lips. She watched him take a sip of his coffee first before he went back to sketching upon the white sheet. ‘You draw too? What are you working on?’ She asked before sipping out of her straw.

Drake swallowed his spit as he scribbled, ‘Just some random… portrait.’

‘Hmm! It’s pretty. You take commissions?’

‘Commissions?’ He asked a bit confused, ‘Like pay? No. I do this for fun.’

Misty smirked, adjusting herself in her seat before folding her arms on top of the wooden table, ‘So, if I asked you to do one for me… you’d do it?’

Dracula looked up at her, sizing her face before his eyes dropped to her neck, then her chest. Then, he looked back up into her eyes, ‘If you’d ask me…’

She just stared at him and he just stared at her. Misty finally looked away with a giggle, ‘I-I couldn’t ask that of you. Supplies are getting more and more expensive by the day and art takes time and patience. I couldn’t do that. I’d have to pay you—‘

‘I wouldn’t have it…’ he interrupted. ‘I have enough…’ he paused for a second, ‘I don’t mind.’

She raised a brow, sitting back into her seat. ‘You are stubborn… well at least let me take you out? What are you doing tomorrow afternoon?’ She asked with a smile.

He chuckled as he continued to sketch, ‘You’re asking a complete stranger out on a date? I could be a murderer.’

‘Yeah, you could be. But how would I know if I don’t try?’

You’re just like her… in so many ways.

Drake shook his head as his smirk remained on his face, ‘I work… I’m free after 7pm.’

‘Hmm.. alright. Well, do you have a phone? So I can plug my number in?’

A phone. Dracula was never the type to keep friends so he never thought getting a phone was a logical investment for him. ‘I don’t.’

‘No phone? In the 21st century? Well, I’d say you like to live your life on the edge! What if you were to ever be in danger?!’ She sounded concerned.

Danger? Ha, oh darling, I am the danger.

Drake chuckled and shrugged, ‘Then if it’s my time to go.. it’s my time to go. We didn’t—‘ he bit his tongue and stopped once again. He was getting way too comfortable. ‘I don’t need one.’

Misty took a sip of her ice coffee and shook her head, ‘Well, Mr. “I’m too righteous” for a phone. You should invest in one.’

‘Why?’

‘Cause how would I call you?’

Damn… she’s smooth.

Drake pressed his lips together. He swallowed his spit, feeling as if there was a UV light burning in the pit of his stomach. She had no idea of the chokehold she had on him at this moment. ‘I’ll think about it.’ He said before going back to his sketch.

‘Alright. Well, just,’ she stood up from her seat and picked up her drink, ‘Meet me back here tomorrow evening. 7:45pm.’

He looked up at her as a slow smile curled on his lips, ‘Sure.’

‘I gotta head back now. See you then.’ She said before walking towards the door.

‘Yeah,’ he said before she walked out of the door. ‘See ya.’

Turning back to his sketch before his, he hadn’t even realized he had already worked on her full lips.

‘Dammit.’ He’d cursed.

[tamapalace]

Tamagotchi UFO Inflatable Spotted in Front of Shibuya 109

Thursday November 23rd, 2023 marks the 27th birthday of Tamagotchi! Shibuya 109 has already been decorated to commemorate, but there seems to be more.

Khalid Precious on Twitter who is in Shibuya Japan was walking by Shibuya 109 and spotted the Tamagotchi UFO inflatable which seems to be on display for the big day tomorrow! Be sure to check out the event activities Shibuya 109 is hosting too!

UPDATE: Bandai Japan has announced on the official Tamagotchi Twitter account that the Tamagotchi UFO inflatable will be on display at Shibuya 109 until Sunday, November 26th, 2023 to commemorative the 27th birthday of Tamagotchi. Visitors are encouraged to take pictures to celebrate!

[mousegard]

Hi hi, sorry if this is a weird question and I'm not sure you even answer questions here, but I was wondering how you went about choosing Claude's true name (Khalid bin Farid bin Junayd Al Tadmor) in An Eagle Among Lions? I like it quite a bit and was also sort of hoping to ask for permission to use it in my own work. Thank you for your time~!

i had a lot of fun putting together my idea for claude's full true name in an eagle among lions, so let's break it down!

while i'm no expert on arabic naming conventions, "khalid bin farid bin junayd al tadmor" translates directly to "khalid, son of farid, son of junayd, the tadmor," tracing his lineage back two generations on his father's side as part of almyra's ruling dynasty, which i'd decided to name the tadmor dynasty. as for the component names:

farid, which would be the name of his father, means "unique, precious" and was the name of a 13th-century persian poet

junayd, which would be the name of his grandfather, means "small army" in arabic

"tadmor" is an ancient semitic name, commonly seen today as a surname, that was originally the native name of the ancient city of palmyra in syria. given that almyra is literally called "palmyra" in the original japanese text as a nod to the city, this felt very fitting to me

claude's canon first name, provided by the game devs and used in canon for the first time in three hopes, means "eternal" and is shared by such historical figures as 7th-century islamic military leader khalid ibn al-walid

so, putting it all together, the full true name i made for claude in an eagle among lions basically means "this guy's gonna stick around forever, he's one of a kind, he has limited resources and has to use finesse over overwhelming force to get what he wants, and he's from almyra" and that felt very claude-y to me

i also had a lot of fun inventing the titles claude gave himself or planned to give himself to give himself enough clout to take the almyran throne—Conqueror of Shambhala, Schemer of a Thousand Plots, King Astride Two Worlds, Son of Tiana von Riegan—as well as the titles claude/desdinova gained in the alternate universe in the epilogue, the White Camel and the One-Eyed King.

the white camel, of course, comes from the story claude tells hilda in their a-support in three houses, which was originally a metaphor for claude's experiences and also took on a more literal meaning in the fic with khalid becoming the bearer of the crest of flames in the delta timeline; the one-eyed king references his triumph over thales and the mythical boogeymen of the "no eyed people" as the almyrans knew them (also a stealth neil cicierega reference; one of two in the fic) at the cost of losing one eye

so, in summation, canon universe claude's full name and titles in an eagle among lions mean:

"you can't get rid of him, there's no one out there like him, he does a lot with a little, he's almyran, he found and conquered a land of myths and legends, he's a master tactician, he crosses ethnic divides, and he's mommy's special little boy"

in the epilogue desdinova's name and epithets mean "you can't get rid of him, there's no one out there like him, he does a lot with a little, he's almyran, he's got white hair, and he kicked the boogeyman's ass"

i probably went into way more detail than i needed there but that's because everything i did with claude in my fanfic was just so fun!

you can definitely use as much of my headcanon full true name for claude as you see fit, and that goes the same for all my hresvelg sibling ocs and hubert's post transition name if the mood ever strikes you :3c thank you for asking!

[call-me-reynolds]

W e l l, since I want to post more here, and in the meantime, I don't have new art... what about some more Headcannons? This time, featuring a few of my Own OCs!! Vore Included with some of them-

"But why Headcannons if they're your own OCs?"

Simply put, they all already have their Stories finished, and noone of them are G/T related [One of them is a Omnipotent Alien who can easily size shift tho, but he still isn't a Giant among humans 24/7], but I still like the idea of them having these Headcannons, so why not!!

◇ Nicollas Delyon ◇

Being a Pirate, he'd EASILY see you as one of his precious treasures

He's very greedy, basically going "I'm the only one who can take care of MY Treasures!"

He's... a very kind Giant actually-

He'd always warn you everytime you asked to lay down on his hair, since it's LONG and MESSY

He'd feel like winning the Lottery the moment he saw you... I mean... A tiny human?! He never saw nothing like this!

He'd totally let you sit on his shoulder, replacing the parrot he never had-

"I don't have a pet parrot, but I do have something special instead! I have a tiny human friend! And they WILL KICK YOUR A S S if they want to!"

He would keep telling Stories of his bygone days, until you fell asleep on his chest

◇ Khalid Mubarak ◇

Being a Egyptian God, you'd feel a little scared at him at first glance

He'd be EXTREMELY gentle with you afterwards tho

"A Tiny Human, Huh... I know a place you might like, I won't hurt you"

He'd always eat you very delightfully

Now you know why you'd like said place... Inside his stomach, you can see how much it shines in there! It's like a forever sunset, warm and comfy, as if the Sun was gently hugging you

You could feel the flesh walls of his stomach moving, due do him gentle rubbing his hands outside

He'll ask if you're okay in there everytime, since he'd still feel worried about you

He doesn't say it, but he'd love to have you there forever...

◇ Chris White ◇

Fearplay Master, no joke-

He LOVE the feeling of teasing you about his enormous size

Would always hold you dangling near his open, salivating mouth

If you're special to him, he'd gently bite your body on his mouth, if you're just a Random... my guy you're d-

Everytime he eats you, he'd always hold your body between his lips

The thought of having you inside his stomach makes him blush

He'd always pin your body under his finger, still teasing about how big he is

My guy if he's fully holding you on his hand, he can't help but squeeze it a little-

◇ Percival Reynolds ◇

Sizeshift Master

He LOVES to get bigger before your eyes everytime he have the chance

"You think I'm not huge enough?!...Is that a dare?"

...Still into Fearplay tho, He LOVES teasing you with it

He'd always kiss you anytime, then your belly... then your body... when he realizes, you'd be already inside his mouth-

As a Lawyer, he'd always secretly bring you on his trials

Inside his stomach is... oddly unique-, the walls of flesh are black, and when you look up... is like you're looking at literal galaxies! You feel like being on Space itself

He'd love to admire you anytime he gets bigger, still being extremely gentle to not hurt you

◇ Abram Adamovich ◇

My guy he won't eat you ever, even if you beg him-

He's just WAY. TOO. NICE. He's always smiling at you, admiring you

"I never thought I'd see someone on this size! You must be very brave to live on a World with Giants like me! I your courage!"

He LOVES to hug you tightly, without hurting you, of course

He'd ALWAYS squeeze you on his cheek, he still can't believe he's friends with a Human so small compared to him

He loves to hold you on his hands, gently poking your head, cheeks, belly... he's a little hyperactive-

Would pet you 24/7, no joke

His hair is SO SOFT and clean, you'd wish to live in there forever

And that's it!! I think it also helps a little to get to know My OCs a bit-

I'll make more Headcannons later on, either, My OCs or Characters of Fandoms I'm in-

[timelessharp]

JAHEIRA'S GEAR AS OF ACT 3:

ARMOR: ARMOR OF AGILITY.

Layered sheets of smelted, shaped, and smithed steel have been etched with a sweetly luminous gold. Its outward appearance is heavy. And yet it's so light when you lift it, like lifting a bag of shrunken dead leaves.

This set of medium armor allows you to add your entire Dexterity modifier to it, as well as a +2 bonus to saving throws. It does not confer disadvantage on Stealth checks.

MAIN WEAPON: BELM.

Faded but still legible, the mark of a Kara-Turan forgemaster adorns the pommel of this exquisite sword. Light as a robin's wing, quick as a gnomish wit, this weapon has unseamed many foes - and will continue to, in the correct hands.

This beautifully crafted scimitar is a prize from Jaheira's campaigns of old, continuing to be one of her most precious possessions. It grants a +2 bonus to attack and damage rolls, as well as the PERFECTLY BALANCED STRIKE and WHIRLWIND ATTACK actions.

OFFHAND WEAPON: SYLVAN SCIMITAR.

Everything moves strangely in the Feywild, from rivers to behaviours. It's a mercurial place, where the magical and physical can pass permeably through one another.

This +1 scimitar allows the wielder to use their Spellcasting modifier instead of their Strength or Dexterity for the attack rolls.

CLOAK: CLOAK OF DISPLACEMENT.

The fur is so blue as to be almost black. When mantled across your shoulders, the patterns on the cloak seem to shift and ripple.

This cloak shifts slightly when worn, granting Disadvantage on any attacks made against the wearer until the wearer takes damage.

NECKLACE: KHALID'S GIFT.

A gift from Khalid for Jaheira.

A necklace from Jaheira's late husband Khalid, it is blessed to protect her in times of darkness and grants her a +1 to her Wisdom score, as well as the ability to cast Aid.

While wearing it, she cannot be cursed by any means.

LEFT RING: RING OF FREE ACTION.

The heart of the gem seems to flow like liquid - yet it contains neither quicksilver nor mercury.

While wearing this ring, the wearer is unaffected by difficult terrain, and cannot be Grappled, Paralyzed or Restrained.

RIGHT RING: RING OF ELEMENTAL INFUSION.

The mysterious gem set in this ring seems to change hues whenever you aren't looking.

While wearing this ring, your weapon attacks become infused with extra damage whenever you cast a spell with elemental damage.

[crossdressingdeath]

Since you've forbidden the writing of poems, I had to get creative this year. I tracked down a retired Cormyrian war wizard with a magical method of transferring mental imagery to parchment. The art is... imperfect, and perhaps better suited to espionage than nameday gifts. With all my love, and from a safe distance, Khalid [Beneath the note, a small inked picture of a smiling couple. Their mouths gape far too widely, their joints twisting ever so slightly, but beneath distorted brows you can just about make out a much younger Jaheira and a bearded man wearing a Harper pin.]

...I think I have perhaps found the reason why Jaheira can't be romanced until BG2. This is very sweet and precious but all I can think is. oh dear. Although the idea of Jaheira's husband sending her terrifying magic pictures is absolutely adorable.

[khalidprecious]

[mayday396]

I want a Pitch Perfect mini Series and Solo movies

A Mini Series about Emily and the New Generations of the Barden Bellas

A Mini Series about Katherine, Emily's Mom.

Solo Movies/Series of all the Girls that we love, that will be in a Specific Genre but add Acapella or Musical related inside, that will actually all connect to each other, here are my Ideas:

Fat Amy's Solo Movie would be a Mystery and Crime solving Fat Amy, who opened up her Business in "Fat Amy's Winehouse".But one day a Precious, Valuable and one-of-Kind Wine bottle disappeared, aiding investigations with the Police, she finds that the mystery may be bigger than it seems as one of the Clues lead them to Underground and illegal Acapella Competition.

I was thinking she would sing certain Songs or sing it in a way that reflect and pay homage to the Noir Genre, as most Western Crime/Mystery/Spy Shows originated from that.

Beca's solo movie would be her life as a Music Producer with DJ Khalid, she and Theo had a Relationship but didn't really work out between and ended it on Mutual terms, Beca was starting to feel burnt out until DJ Khalid came up and told her that he was going to Collab with someone, her new client is Jesse! They had Broken up but would this be their chance to ignite what was lost between them?

Yes and as later on in the Ending, they were planning their Wedding, in one of the Dialogue would reference Fat Amy's Winehouse and their Missing one-of-a-Kind Wine Bottle making this movie the prequel or having around the same time as Fat Amy's Movie.

Cynthia Rose's Solo Movie would be about her life in the Air Force, I was thinking something among the lines of Voice Command Planes, using her Singing abilities to its full use in the Military, the entire plot is somehow also connected to the Underground Acapella Competition however the more Militarised version as the Air force has to Defeat an Enemy that are experimenting on certain People that have an association to Music.Honestly I went nuts on this, and then something about Cynthia getting back with Denise, idk really.

Flo's Solo Movie, I haven't thought of this one how do I mix Finance, Fruit Juice Business and Music together, while keeping the whole 'Solo Movies simultaneously happening at the same time or set near each other' any suggestions?

Jessica and Ashley's Series would be about the whole Experiment on Musical People, it turns out that they are Secret Agents to protect the Barden Bellas from falling into the Experiment as the Reason why they are given so little screentime.

Stacie's Movie would be about that Acapella underground competition, which is also dance Competition, I-I didn't plan for this which also simultaneously a Dance competition, where she has to dance and sing her heart out to save her Daughter.

Chole's Solo Series would be about her time as a Veterinary and she start recieving distress calls from her patients as they start saying their pets are acting strange, a thriller series of sorts.

Audrey's Movie is the Prequel of the Main Trilogy explaining the reason why Alice hates her.It just good ol' classic Fun.But it actually give hints on who is within and behind the Experiment of the other movies.

Easter's/Lily's movie about that one line she said about Satan possessing her body, so I guess Psychological Horror and Comedy which is also related to the Experiment, someone tormented Easter/Lily to the Point that it quieten her voice as scar caused by PTSD.Until the pure shock from the 3rd film released her.

Then a Final Pitch Perfect Series joined by everyone in the Barden Bellas, Bumper, Jesse and Benji as they all get called to a secret Facility from the Government, where they are trained and get involved in that Acapella competition to allow the Military a safe entry to take down the Experiment once and for all.

[orphilos]

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘 ; 5 songs that remind you of yours muse .

Numb Little Bug - Em Beihold

Do you ever get a little bit tired of life Like you're not really happy but you don't wanna die Like you're hanging by a thread but you gotta survive 'Cause you gotta survive

You - 캐스커 (Casker)

it's you…make me shine and bright it's you…make me wanna die

My R - Wada Takeaki

The words just came out of my mouth. It didn't really matter anyway

lovely - Billie Eilish and Khalid

Isn't it lovely, all alone? Heart made of glass, my mind of stone Tear me to pieces, skin to bone Hello, welcome home

YELLOW - YOH KAMIYAMA ( 神山羊 )

Affections are just 'high' to throw away Skinning away that precious memory But if you regret this 'low-life' Shall a summer with a hopeless wish come.

tagged by. @enshijou ( thank you posi !!!! i had to go through my playlist to find these, and it was a fun time listening to them again ! ) tagging. nobody but !!! if you wanna do it, go ahead !

[dgpr-punjab-newsroom]

Protecting Natural Heritage: Crackdown on Illegal Tree Cutting in Lal Suhanra National Park

Lal Suhanra National Park, nestled 35 kilometers east of Bahawalpur, stands as a beacon of biodiversity and natural beauty. Spanning over an impressive 127,480 acres, this sanctuary is not only a biosphere reserve designated by UNESCO but also a vital ecosystem for the conservation of forests and wildlife. However, recent events have threatened this precious heritage as illegal tree cutting has been reported within its bounds.

In response to alarming complaints and evidence of the illicit felling of more than six dozen rare and precious trees, Senior Provincial Minister Marriyum Aurangzeb has spearheaded a swift and decisive response. Eleven officials, including high-ranking personnel such as Chief Conservator Khalid Mahmood, have been transferred back to their departments. This administrative reshuffle aims to ensure accountability and prevent further exploitation of the park's resources.

Acknowledging the gravity of the situation, a team from the anti-corruption establishment, alongside the secretary of forests, has descended upon Bahawalpur to conduct a thorough investigation. Their inquiry will delve into various aspects, including the types and total numbers of trees affected, individuals involved, and measures to prevent future occurrences of such environmental degradation. Senior Minister Marriyum Aurangzeb has unequivocally stated that stringent legal action awaits any officer or official found complicit in the illegal cutting, sale, or exploitation of wildlife within Lal Suhanra National Park.

Lal Suhanra National Park is not just a piece of land; it's a sanctuary teeming with life and history. Its diverse landscape, encompassing deserts, forests, lakes, rivers, and marshlands, provides a haven for a myriad of rare wildlife species. Moreover, it holds remnants of the ancient Indus Valley civilization, adding to its cultural and historical significance. As stewards of this natural heritage, it is our collective responsibility to safeguard and preserve it for future generations.

The crackdown on illegal tree cutting in Lal Suhanra National Park underscores the importance of environmental stewardship and the preservation of our natural heritage. Through swift and decisive action, authorities have sent a clear message that exploitation of our precious ecosystems will not be tolerated. As we move forward, let us remain in our efforts to protect and nurture the invaluable treasures of our planet.

[ideeyaah]

The Healing Power of Self-Forgiveness: A Lesson from 2023

Hey Tumblr fam,

As we bid farewell to 2023, I've been reflecting on a profound lesson that this year imparted — the art of forgiveness. Now, we all know forgiveness can be as elusive as it is challenging. But here's the nugget of wisdom that struck me: forgiveness is not just an act of mercy towards others; it's a precious gift you give yourself.

In the hustle and bustle of life, it's often easier to dwell on the negative, to let the weight of past hurts drag us down. But trust me, it's a heavier load to carry than we realize. Have you ever laid in bed at night, thoughts racing, and found it impossible to catch a peaceful sleep? I know I have.

So, here's the revelation: Forgiveness is like a present you unwrap for yourself. It's a way of releasing the burden, making space for the good, and allowing yourself to breathe. Yes, it might seem daunting, especially when scars from the past run deep. But the alternative — the incessant replay of those hurtful moments — is a far greater challenge.

We're all wounded warriors, scars hidden beneath our smiles. And let's be honest, the sleepless nights, the weight on our shoulders, they stem from carrying the baggage of resentment and unforgiveness. It's time to break free.

Before extending forgiveness to others, pause, and turn that grace inwards. Forgive yourself. Accept that you're human, prone to mistakes, and deserving of a fresh start. It's a radical act of self-love, a declaration that your peace of mind matters.

So, as we step into a new chapter, let's make a pact — to forgive ourselves before extending that forgiveness to others. It's a journey, a process, but one that leads to healing and liberation.

Here's to a 2024 filled with self-compassion, inner peace, and the courage to forgive, starting with ourselves. 🌟✨ #SelfForgiveness #NewBeginnings #Reflections2023

[khalidalqoud]

🌿Leading the Way Towards a Greener Future!

We are thrilled to share a momentous event that brought together the dynamic leadership of Mr. Khalid AlQoud, President of the Rotary Club of Salmaniya, Dr. Gulshan Youssef Saglam, President of the Rotary Club of Beirut Cadmos, and the visionary Ms. Rana El Hindi, President of Rotary Club of Lebanon Eco - organized (The Green Leader Forum).

This incredible initiative united these esteemed leaders to discuss two vital aspects of our collective journey towards sustainability.

Mr. Khalid AlQoud, with his wealth of experience, covered the Leadership section, inspiring the audience with invaluable insights on becoming effective and compassionate leaders, driving positive change in our communities.

Mr. John Rbeiz, a Consultant in Environmental Sustainability, graced the event as a speaker, delving into the critical environmental part, shedding light on ways we can preserve our planet and protect its precious resources for future generations.

This Green Leader Forum was a true celebration of unity and collaboration, fostering a space for thought-provoking discussions and inspiring ideas that can shape a more sustainable world.

President Khalid AlQoud shared, "Coming together for the Green Leader Forum was an honor and a testament to Rotary's commitment to environmental stewardship. Let us continue to be agents of positive change, empowering green leaders across borders."

Dr. Gulshan Youssef Saglam added, "As we unite our strengths, we realize that the journey towards a greener future is a collective responsibility. The Green Leader Forum is a stepping stone to making a lasting impact."

Ms. Rana El Hindi emphasized, "Together, we hold the key to a more sustainable world. The Green Leader Forum was a platform to ignite change, and we will continue to build on this momentum."

Let us carry the torch of sustainable leadership and environmental consciousness, lighting the path towards a brighter, greener tomorrow.

#RotaryClubOfSalmaniya #RotaryClubOfBeirutCadmos #RotaryClubOfLebanonEco #GreenLeaderForum #SustainableLeadership #EnvironmentalSustainability #TogetherForAGreenerWorld #RotaryImpact #CollectiveResponsibility #BuildingABetterFuture

[factstopics]

SURGEON OF OTTOMON EMPIRE

Once the Ottoman Empire was on its way to becoming an empire, it had begun to raise valuable and precious people. Sabuncuoglu Serefeddin was born in Amasya in 1386, an Anatolian city known as the city of princes and extremely important for the Ottoman Empire. This man has been so successful throughout his life that he has become a pioneer in medicine. During the reign of Sultan Mehmet the Conqueror, who conquered Istanbul, he became the most famous physician and surgeon of his time. In this article I will share with you some information about Sabuncuoglu Serefeddin, who is one of the most important people of his time and should never be forgotten. Before I start to tell Sabuncuoğlu Şerefeddin, the most valuable doctor of his time, Şerefeddin was born in Amasya in 1386.

 His father's name is Ali Çelebi and his grandfather is Sabuncuoğlu Hacı İlyas Çelebi. Like Sabuncuoğlu Şerefeddin himself, his father and grandfather were famous and successful physicians during his lifetime. His grandfather Sabuncuoğlu Hacı İlyas Çelebi had been physician in the years of 1421-1451 in his father Ali Çelebi between the years of 1408-1421. Sabuncuoğlu Şerefeddin had received his basic education from Burhanettin Ahmet. He was only 17 years old when he was very young. Sabuncuoglu Serefeddin, who gave his life to read, research and essay, proudly states that he has been practicing medicine for 14 years. Sabuncuoglu Serefeddin followed a different path than other physicians in his lifetime and he was particularly interested in surgery. In the 1400s, physicians were generally not interested in surgery. They even preferred medication, even when surgical treatment was necessary. There was not enough technical opportunity at that time and the treatment methods were technologically very primitive. 

The surgical intervention was difficult and the danger to the patient was very high. That is why physicians were careful not to perform surgical intervention in general. Sabuncuoglu Şerefeddin did not abstain from surgical treatment and achieved extraordinary success. He became a famous surgical physician and became the first Turkish surgical owner. Sabuncuoglu Serefeddin has gone beyond his years with surgery. Because he was doing firsts. One of the three most important surgeons by Arab medical historians. Sabuncuoğlu Şerefeddin has been working for 14 years at the Amasya Bimarhane, where he was regarded as the hospital of that period. As a result of his studies over time the name was heard in all Anatolia. Today, there is even a hospital in Amasya. Sabuncuoglu Serefeddin has three major works which he wrote as a result of his researches, studies and treatments. These are akhabadin, kitabü Ml -Cerrahiyyeti’l er Haniyye and Mücerreb-nam. Mücerreb-name is one of the most important works of Sabuncuoğlu. 

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