#the mahdi

[underground-hip-hop-affiliated]

[muadhe]

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[gael-garcia]

A WORLD NOT OURS (2012, Mahdi Fleifel)

[cassie48]

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗠𝗮𝗵𝗱𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲

Dark! Paul Atreides x fem crybaby!Reader

Where in the midst of a crowd, you, the Mahdis wife, get shoved by accident, and Paul isn’t so happy about that.

𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦

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Paul usually didn’t let you out of his sight, he knew better. It always ended up badly, someone would hurt you, or hurt your feelings, and you’d cry. Like you always did.

But you had 𝘉𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘥 him to go for a walk with your friends. Fremen friends that you had known longer than you’d known him. He had only met you two years ago. But once he met you, he claimed he’s had visions of your pretty face, standing in the desert, smiling at him with your gorgeous smile.

He claimed you were to be 𝘏𝘪𝘴. So he married you mere days after you’d met. Stilgar having no problems with it as apparently it was in the prophecy, also known as Stilgars obsession.

You wanted to marry him though, you felt connected to him. There’s wasn’t many people that had put up with your emotional personality, but oh how he 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 it. He loved seeing tears in your eyes as you’d cling to him, burying your small face in his chest, how minor things he’d do for you made you emotional, and most of all how you relied on him to make you feel better.

So that’s why you barely went anywhere without him, it was really just easier for everyone. All the Fremen held huge respect for you as you were the wife of their messiah. No one 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 to merely touch you.

So on this particular day, you had begged your husband to let you go with your friends for a few hours. Inside the ancient temple of your sietch, all your people would gather and celebrate. It was an annual day. Celebrating your cultures and beliefs.

Crowds would gather and people would mingle, meeting and seeing friends. It was just an all round fun day. But this one wasn’t.

It had started off quite well. Paul allowed you to meet your friends for an hour or so, making you promise you’d meet him at home later on. You gladly did, kissing his cheek and leaving to see your friends.

Once you did, you and your friends gathered talking and dancing for what felt like forever. After a while you knew you probably should leave to meet your husband.

Paul had joined the celebrations, as he was their mahdi. He had been watching you for a while, making sure you were alright. When he saw you making your way through the crowds he began to walk too, so he’d meet you halfway.

The crowds were pushy, 𝘛𝘰𝘰 pushy for you clearly, as you took a step but we’re roughly shoved by a man on your right. You went flying face first onto the ground, hitting your head when your did.

The man turned to yell at you

“Watch it you- Oh my lady, I-I apologise deeply!” He yelled, not realising it was you. He was a dead man and he knew it.

Mad if he wasn’t already 6 foot under from his actions, to top it off completely, you began to cry, actually you began to ball your eyes out.

The entire sietch became quiet. Many around you quickly tried to help you up, but you were having none of it, and if anything it made you cry harder. The man that knocked you began to shake in fear as he saw Paul make his way to the scene.

The people had never seen their Mahdi with such a hateful and raged look. He shoved passed people in the cowds to get to you. Once he did he bent down to your bleeding face, wiping your blood and tears before picking you up in his arms, giving one last glance to the man that had caused your accident.

“Make sure he waits outside my tent” he growled to three Fremen on his left, before swiftly turning and leaving with you in his arms.

You cried the entire way back to your tent, clinging onto your husband as your face stung. Once you two arrived, he put you into bed, sitting down beside your lying form.

“You must stop crying my love, it’s alright now” Paul said kissing your forehead gently, wiping stray tears on your cheeks.

“Don’t waste them” he muttered.

You did as he said, but still slight hiccups every few minutes remains. “My head hurts” you whispered with an unhappy look on your face.

“This is why I don’t like you out of my reach” he told you, tucking you under the sheets.

“I know Paul, I’m sorry” she said holding back tears at the thoughts of upsetting him.

He smiled at you tenderly, before giving you a gentle kiss, and letting you fall asleep in bed.

He angrily turned towards the tents exit. He took the man waiting outside fearfully in his arms, dragging him away from your sleeping form.

Once he was out of hearing distance from you, Paul shoved the man onto the ground. Taking out a knife, and placing it at his neck.

“How dare you harm hug wife” Paul yelled.

“Mahdi I- it was an accident!” He said almost crying.

“It don’t care. 𝘕𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦, harms her, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳.” He yelled, before yanking the knife away from his neck, giving him a tiny knife before plunging the knife into the man’s side, and getting up and walking back to you.

Many Fremen watched, not daring to say anything. They knew better. They knew what he was like when it came to you.

Paul made his way back to your drowsy form, half asleep in your bed. “Paul you whispered” with a pouty look.

He got into the bed beside you, taking you into his strong hold, kissing your neck. “Sleep now sweetheart” he told you, and of course, you complied.

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Just wanted to write something small, I know it’s not much ♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎

[davidluigi]

Skam 3x10 - ‘Minute by minute’

[k-wame]

BEA x LUDO x MAHDI 2023 • Blocco 181 • S1·E02 • Crime • Drama

[weavingshop]

PAUL MUAD'DIB USUL ATREIDES ; golden child, lion boy — fearless child, broken boy...

dune ; denis villeneuve. dictionary poem lll. unknown. this dusk in a mouthful of prayer ; michael wasson. elektra ; sophocles.

[trapezequeen]

Zendaya as Chani Kynes (12/?)

[dun-dun-dune]

[quarks-pussy]

[Images description: Twelve pictures of Star Trek actors. The phrase "thank you for being both amazing actors and amazing people" is written across most of the images one word at a time, except for the two images in the middle. The middle images are of William Shatner, reading "not you!" and Robert Beltran, reading "or you for that matter". The actors in the other images are George Takei, René Auberjonois, DeForest Kelley, Gates McFadden, Wil Wheaton, Kate Mulgrew, Patrick Stewart, Siddig El Fadil (aka Alexander Siddig), Nichelle Nichols and Leonard Nimoy. End image description.]

Non exhaustive list of course. Many more such cases, in fact feel free to add

(insp)

[whatnownotagain]

Mahdi Ayari world 2012

Mahdi Ayari

[laysidel-dekie]

Time passes but I can’t seem to get this scene out of my head. Certainly there are other scenes that are much more spectacular, but this moment shakes me to the very core. This is the first scene in which we get to see the ‘new’ Paul in action — the Lisan al-Gaib. Istead of being on him, of focusing on his expression as he makes what arguably is the most important speech in the movie, the camera fixes on his hand.

Hands gestures have always had an important role in history and myth. “Then Moses raised his hand over the sea (…) and the sea split” [Exodus 14:21]. In ancient Rome, the emperor decided the fate of the defeated gladiator with a thumbs up or a thumb closed in his fist. When he speaks of the possible futures he sees, Paul’s outstretched hand is reminiscent of God’s hand in Michelangelo’s ‘The Creation of Man’ in the Sistine Chapel, probably the most famous depiction of the act of creation.

The next moment, it becomes an axe; ready to cleave through space and time to descend on the head of Paul’s unwitting enemies.

Villeneuve is a mastermind.

He’s taken a scene that was already intense and enhanced it to the ninth degree for the most devastating psychological impact.

I stand by the fact that this is one of the most creative and effective and powerful choices in storytelling I have ever seen. It conveys everything in a single image: Paul is no longer a boy, he’s not even a man — he’s a god, holding the fate of the universe in the palm of his hand.

[dukeofriven]

[gael-garcia]

3 LOGICAL EXITS (2020, Mahdi Fleifel)

[reorientingtothexdaylight]

Ludo x Mahdi x Bea - Blocco 181 1x02

[garadinervi]

Their Borders, Our World. Building New Solidarities with Palestine, Edited by Mahdi Sabbagh, Palestine Festival of Literature, Haymarket Books, Chicago, IL, 2024

Contributors include: Yasmin El-Rifae, Jehan Bseiso, Keller Easterling, Dina Omar, Tareq Baconi, Samia Henni, Omer Shah, Kareem Rabie, Ellen Van Neerven, Omar Robert Hamilton, and Mabel O. Wilson