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agentcherricola · 3 years

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me and you (setting in a honeymoon)

wrote a little SandKid thing, the boys talk about weddings. just like, a little over 1k words of fluff. warnings for vague mentions of bad parents. pls enjoy! :^)

Kobra Kid rolled off of Sandman, half-naked and breathless, and flopped down onto the ground next to him. The two laid together, quietly catching their breaths and staring up at the ceiling of the Suiteheart’s “living room”. They hadn’t even made it to Sandman’s room when they’d crashed in through the front door just minutes ago, locked together with mouths and teeth and wandering hands. Kobra had all but thrown Sandman onto the floor and climbed on him eagerly, and Sandman removed just enough of their clothing to get the job done. Now, Kobra groped blindly around for where he might have thrown his underwear. Not finding it right away, he sat up to look around.

“Hey, Kobra?” he heard from the floor next to him.

“Yeah?” Sandman cleared his throat.

“D’ya ever think about getting married?” he asked, simply. Kobra gave a little chuckle as he stood. He grabbed his briefs from where they’d been flung across the room and slipped them on.

“Sure, once or twice, why?” When he turned back, Sandman was looking directly at him. They were both quiet. “Oh. You mean uh...us?” Sandman didn’t blink, Kobra didn’t think he was even breathing. “Dick really that bomb, huh?” he joked, suddenly extremely aware of how awkward he felt. But Sandman didn’t laugh in return, he just sat up.

“I just mean, like, in general, I guess,” Sandman said. He busied himself with zipping up his jeans and picking up his shirt where it was draped over the single couch. Kobra stood where he was and just watched him. “I don’t know, it was stupid to bring it up.”

“No, Sandy, I didn’t...are you really being serious?” When he didn’t look back up, Kobra finally crossed the room and crouched next to him. “Hey. Look at me.” He tilted Sandman’s face towards him with a gentle hand under the chin. Sandman reached up with his own hand and took hold of Kobra’s, kissing his palm.

“I’m not like, tryin’ to propose to you right now or anythin’, but...we ain’t living forever. It’s just somethin’ I was thinkin’ about. I really love you, Kobra,” he said quietly. Kobra gently brushed a lock of hair off Sandman’s forehead.

“I love you too, Sandy,” he replied. They both shared a soft smile. Kobra quickly nudged Sandman’s arms out of the way and straddled his lap. He draped both arms over Sandman’s shoulders and absently played with some of the hair at the nape of his neck. “I dunno...I mean I guess when I was still livin’ in the city I thought about gettin’ married. But when me an’ Poison an’ Ghoul left...I kinda didn’t even think we’d make it to 21,” he said absently, eyes softly focused on the collar of his boyfriend’s shirt. He breathed a little laugh. Sandman wrapped his own arms around Kobra’s waist, gently running his nails up and down his back. Kobra closed his eyes, hummed, and leaned into the touch.

“Well you made it a little past that, so congrats,” Sandman laughed. He went quiet again for a moment, just watching Kobra’s softly pleased face. “I’ve seen a bunch of weddings out here. I dunno what they were like in the city, but desert weddings are...well they’re something else. There’s like, never any fighting that day, and the weather is always perfect somehow. The two or three ‘joys gettin’ married get up in front of all their friends and give their vows, and then they exchange trinkets. Like a bracelet or an earring or a necklace or somethin’, just somethin’ made with their beloveds in mind that they can wear with them forever. And then, yeah, of course there’s a big party afterwards. Yeah. It’s sweet,” he explained. At some point, Kobra had let his eyes gently flutter open to watch the dreamy look in Sandman’s eyes.

“...The day’s always perfect?” Kobra eventually asked. Sandman blinked and looked at him.

“Yeah. I’ve been to a bunch of weddings and I’ve never seen one where it wasn’t a beautiful day with no Dracs, no in-fighting, no acid rain, nothin’.” Kobra tilted his head, thoughtful.

“City weddings are kinda like that, I guess. But everyone’s gotta dress up fancy and sit quietly in a big church for like...hours. There’s parties afterwards, too, but there’s all kinds ‘a stuff that the brides an’ grooms ‘have to’ do, and everyone else has to watch. Plus, it’s like, thousands of carbons an’ people judge you if you don’t spend enough. I thought it was kinda dumb,” he explained. “I thought if I got married when I was older I wouldn’t do any of that boring shit. It would just be me an’ whoever I was marrying, and I guess some of my friends and Poison could be there...and we’d, I dunno, sign our contract and spend the rest of the day getting smashed and havin’ sex with my husband.” Sandman laughed again, wrapping his arms tighter around Kobra’s waist.

“Oh, there’s plenty of that last part, too, at desert weddings,” he said. But he paused, tilting his head in confusion. “Did you say sign a contract?”

“Yep. To make sure you don’t fuck each other over when you start hatin’ each other, I guess,” Kobra said with a nod. Sandman furrowed his brow.

“That sucks. Ain’t it about love?” That really made Kobra think. He thought about his parents, who would smile at each other and at him but it would never quite reach their eyes. How they would sit next to each other, but never close enough to touch. He didn’t even want to think about Ghoul’s parents, who he’d had the misfortune of meeting once. He’d basically had to hold Poison back from attacking them after seeing how they treated each other and Ghoul. Kobra shook his head.

“Not always. But is anythin’ in the city really about love?” he eventually replied. Sandman’s warm hands tucking under his shirt brough Kobra back to the present. He looked down at Sandman, who was looking up at him with so much adoration it almost made him want to cry. Kobra leaned down and kissed him, sweetly.

“Like I said, it’s just somethin’ I was thinkin’ about. We don’t have to do anything or bring it up again if you don’t wanna. But...I guess you know where I stand,” Sandman said when they broke apart. Even though the room was dark, Kobra could see the blush starting to paint his cheeks. He tapped the tip of Sandman’s nose with one finger, which made them both giggle.

“No, I’m...I’m glad you brought it up. Gives me somethin’ to think about.” Sandman leaned his head forward and rested it on Kobra’s chest. He gave another, fluttery laugh.

“Holy shit, can I just say I am so glad you took that so well...I thought for sure you were gonna leave a Kobra-shaped dust cloud with how fast you’d run outta here.”

“Hey!” Kobra interjected, mock offended. “I am not that scared of commitment…” He paused, just feeling without seeing the skeptical look on Sandman’s face. “I know I didn’t let us be official for uh...a while, but maybe I’ve changed!” Sandman still didn’t say anything, so Kobra started to stand up. But Sandman held fast, quickly grabbing for Kobra’s wrists and wrestling him down onto his back with very little effort. Kobra let himself be pinned to the floor by his wrists and hips. Sandman looked down from straddling his boyfriend with a grin.

“I know, yer soft now. Two or three months ago you wouldn’t ‘a even let me do this,” he teased. Kobra blew a strand of hair out of his eyes.

“Maybe it’s just cuz I like being here. Between your legs.” For emphasis, he bucked his hips up and knocked Sandman forward. They met in the middle with a kiss, but instead of being hot and hard like earlier, this kiss was tender, grinning against each other’s lips. “I do love you, Sandman. You know that, right?” Kobra whispered. Sandman just nodded.

“Yeah, I know. I love you, too.”

#killjoys blogging #mr. sandman #kobra kid #sandkid #america's suitehearts #tlotfk #danger days #wake up babe i'm posting another fic at an hour where no one is online to read it instead of waiting

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wonderfulworldofmichaelford · 3 years

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The OTHER Members of Eve’s Coven

Me and @lilmissrantsypants couldn’t fit all the coven in as cameos in chapter 3, so here’s a rundown on the members who didn’t make an appearance. I added some of the stuff that inspired us into making the characters, My wife just went crazy with descriptions for her characters.

Aleister & Tantomile Deering: A pair of twins who were orphaned during WWII. They had to scrape by to survive, with Tantomile whoring herself out for drug money. They were turned when Aleister begged for help as his sister was overdosing. They were plagued by psychic visions as mortals, their powers awakening fully when they were turned. They are practically inseperable nowadays.

Power: Aleister and Tantomile have innate psychic abilities, activated by touching someone. Tantomile can see into a person’s past, while Aleister can see multiple outcomes the future could hold and then latch on to the most likely scenario. Their vampiric power is a twin link that allows them to experience the emotions the other one does, as well as keep them connected.

Inspiration: The psychic cat twins Tantomile and Coripocat from Cats

My wife came up with the basic concept and we workshopped them together from there; it’s a joint effort. She does Tantomile, I do Aleister.

Bartholomew Comstock: An overly aggressive puritan who was despised by his fellow townsfolk, he was banished from his New England home and forced to start a farm on his own. He nearly perished in the winter before Eve turned him. His hatred at being a disgusting, demonic creature such as a vampire is only ameliorated by his knowledge that Eve, having once been the angel Samael, ‘confirms’ his beliefs and allows him to eternally punish those he views as sinners.

Power: He believes his power gives him great strength against sinners, allowing him to inflict pain upon those who have done foul deeds. In truth, it is actually his own sins that give him strength, though his power does weaken as he exerts himself or runs low on blood (he cannot become unstoppably powerful).

Inspiration: The dad from The VVitch

Beatrix Cullen: Beatrix Cullen was a happy woman once, a skilled seamstress in the 1950s who simply loved the act of creation. She had an adoring boyfriend, and the two were set to be married, with Beatrix making a gorgeous wedding dress for her special day. But on that day, her groom never arrived, as he had been killed in a car accident on the way. Stricken by grief, Beatrix was easily convinced by Eve to join her coven, with the promise that perhaps her power could help her bring her husband back some day...

Power: Beatrix can imbue any object such as a sculpture or statue with life, essentially making golems without a magic scroll. Her most trusted golem is her mannequin, Manny, who often tries to steal her wedding dress. Her ultimate goal is to use her natural skills and her power to bring her husband back to life, stitching a Frankenstein monster of him and pieces of sleazy men who hit on her into a perfect flesh golem.

Inspirations: The bride from the Haunted Mansion, Kill Bill, Frankenstein, that one Tumblr post about 50s housewives fighting zombies with chainsaws, La Pascualita, Pegasus from Yu-Gi-Oh

Blanche Atterton: Daughter of Lady Drusilla Atterton, she grew up wanting nothing more than her mother’s love, though her mother was often far too preoccupied with “other things” (which she later learned was all of her plotting and planning to ensure her riches).When given the choice for vampirism, she excitedly vowed her loyalty to her mother and Eve. As she was only 15 at the time and children would not survive the turning, her mother waited until she turned 21 before turning her.Blanche does everything for her mother’s attention and love. She doesn’t hesitate to do her bidding in hopes of her mother praising her for it. She’s misguided, not evil, though her mother’s praise has given her a superiority complex and she’s a bit of a narcissist.

Power: Blanche’s power gives her a powerful, painful scream. Those within 5 feet of her screaming will suffer from temporary deafness for 5 minutes. Whether they fall deaf or not, bleeding from the ears is very common, especially among mortals.

Inspiration: Drizella from Cinerella

Dee Comporre: Giorgio Nero’s faithful, somewhat obsessed bodyguard. She quite obviously has a crush on him due to her hatred of any woman who so much as interacts with Giorgio, though Giorgio just sees her as being a bit overprotective. She has a shaved head, and paints her face to look like a skull.

Power: She can secrete and spit a powerful corrosive acid that can melt through even metal.

Inspirations: D’Compose from InHumanoids

Dorian Ferris: A serial killer known as “The Ferryman,” who always leaves coins over his victim’s eyes. As a mortal, he had far too many close calls, and was nearly caught several times, particularly during a bout in a town back in 1999. He tends to target wicked people such as domestic abusers, rapists, crooked cops, and so on, sending them down the River Styx ahead of time to make the world a better place. He willingly joined the coven to escape punishment. More than anything, he just wishes to live a quiet, peaceful life.

Power: Has luck manipulation, which can allow him to do everything from dodge attacks by near misses or turn his surroundings into a Final Destination movie for opponents. He tends to activate a particular mode based on the whims of a coin toss.

Inspirations: Jinx from Teen Titans, Final Destinatiin, Two-Face, Yoshikage Kira

Elizabeth Bathory: The Blood Countess herself. After evading death in the 1600s thanks to Eve, she became a loyal follower of the demon, and was recruited into the Order of the 1800s. Dracula and Rasputin managed to defeat her and supposedly kill her, but Bathory is notoriously hard to slay. True to her infamous reputation, she tends to “Feed” by bathing in the blood of her victims.

Power:Bathing in blood gives her an insane power boost; the longer she soaks, the stronger she gets. She can also absorb blood through her skin, though she can’t absorb the blood of supernatural beings this way.

Elvis Rey: Growing up near the border, Elvis always wanted to be like his hero, Elvis PResley. He obsessively watched the man’s performances and learned his every move. When the man died, he vowed he was going to become the greatest Elvis impersonator that ever lived. The 80s weren’t too kind to him, and drinking, gambling, and overeating left him looking like chubby later-years Elvis. With debt collectors crawling down his neck, he turned to Eve, and became a powerful vampire.

Power: He is capable of replicating any non-supernatural ability he sees. For example, if he watched a martial arts movie, he would be able to pull off those moves. Think the comic book character Taskmaster.

Inspirations: Elvis (Presley), Elvis (God Hand)

Giorgio Nero: Giorgio Nero was a member of Cosa Nostra who attempted to retire from this life due to his wife and child. However, his past would eventually catch up with him, and his child was nearly killed, which lead to Giorgio accepting an offer he had once rejected, but now couldn’t refuse: vampirism and joining with Eve’s coven. Despite everything, he is an honorable man who dearly loved his wife and adores and accepts his child.

Power: You know Magneto? Like from X-Men? Imagine that but instead of a Holocaust survivor it’s an Italian guy. Boom.

Inspirations: Magneto, Risotto Nero from Vento Aureo, Metlar from InHumanoids

James Wilson: James was born in 1812 as a slave. When he was 8, he was gifted to the man one of his master’s daughters married, along with 13 other slaves. As his former master’s name was Wilson, he took that as his surname. He worked as a stablehand until he became a farmer at age 12. After a rather brutal beating when he accidentally dropped a bag of freshly picked potatoes at age 25, James encountered Eve. She promised to help free him. She turned him into a vampire (1837). He lived on the run until the Emancipation Proclamation was issued and went into full effect in 1863. James used to speak in thick, Gullah speech, but over time, it has lessened as he acquired modern language.

Power: James’s power gives him the ability to summon and play with water. He can use it however he wishes: to drown someone, to create a small unnatural pool to swim in, or to cool someone off with a quick sprinkle. This comes from his silent love for water, though he wasn’t ever allowed to swim or play in it.

Inspiration: Splash Mountain

Juno Nero: The child of Giorgio Nero. They tend to wear long black coats, masks, and facial bandages to hide their face and body due to extreme anxiety. They are mute as well, and communicate via sign language. They are nonbinary.

Power: They can stretch their body like rubber (think Elastigirl, Rubber Band Man, Plastic Man, you get the idea).

Inspiration: Tendril from InHumanoids

Lady Drusilla Atterton: Born in 1852 in England as Drusilla Graham to a middle-class family. She grew up idolizing the wealthy and decided she would do whatever it took to become wealthy herself.Met Josiah Kipling, a 28 year old man, when she was 22. He fell madly in love with her. She was overjoyed as he was quite wealthy. They married in 1874 and had two daughters together (Katharine [1875] and Blanche [1877]). However, after 8 years of marriage (1882), Drusilla (now age 30) fell out of love with him and secretly laced his food with rat poison, ultimately killing him. As they had personal chefs, it was deemed to be the fault of the chef, who was arrested and charged with the crime. As his widow, she inherited a share of his wealth.Over the next 10 years (1882-1892), Drusilla married 8 other wealthy men from all over the country, all who mysteriously died less than a year later in what were deemed to be unfortunate accidents.

Donald Thompson, married in 1883, died in a carriage accident.

Maurice Parker, married in 1884, died of a laudanum overdose.

Timothy Edwards, married in 1886, died by drowning

Christopher Watson, married in 1887, died by falling out of a second story window

Nathaniel Harris, married in 1888, died of apparent suicide

Bernard Carter, married in 1890, died of a hunting accident

Percy Clarke, married in 1891, died after being attacked by a burglar

Timothy Atterton, married in 1892, died in bed (cause unknown)

She met Eve in 1892 shortly after marrying Timothy Atterton. Eve had heard of her reputation as the Cursed Widow (but knew full well her husbands’ deaths were her doing). As Eve was extremely weakened, Amon turned her. With Eve’s assistance, she killed her final husband by scaring him to death by introducing him to Eve. Drusilla vowed her loyalty.With the knowledge of how to turn another from Eve (as Amon refused to tell her how), Drusilla offered the gift of vampirism to each of her daughters. Katharine ( refused and cut herself off from her mother, instead choosing to live a full and honest life. Blanche, on the other hand, being so keen to be accepted and loved by her mother vowed her own loyalty to both her mother and Eve. When she turned 21, Drusilla turned her as well (as she was informed that youth would not survive the turning).

Power: Her power allows her to paralyze her target with a simple cold stare for a full 5 minutes.

Inspiration: Lady Tremaine from Cinderella

Lord Gordon Ruthven: A rich, aristocratic vampire who enjoyed luring in and preying on young women. He was part of the Order of the 19th century. He is currently a severed head, as his body was destroyed by the Silverwings.

Power: Can exude a charm aura that makes women more susceptible to his commands and desires, though it only works on women capable of being attracted to him (it would not work on lesbains, for instance).

Mabel Lockhart: A sickly young girl whose father made a deal with Eve to keep her from dying. Her dad is currently missing, and she is unsure if he’s even alive.

Power: She has the ability to absorb energy, such as steam energy, electrical energy, etc and gain boosts and power depending on what type she absorbs. For example, absorbing electrical energy would allow her to to shoot lightning. She can also absorb a person’s energy, but at most she can make them very lethargic and gets little else from absorbing that sort of energy.

Inspiration: Loosely based on the Pokemon Magearna

Maddox Hinton: Maddox was born in 1863 in a small town in England. He doesn’t talk much about his past, but he does boast about how he and his father were valued hypnotists in their small town. He was his father’s apprentice, learning how the art of hypnotism worked, though he wasn’t quite as successful as his father. This was what Eve used to convince him to turn to vampirism. It occurred when he was 25 and preparing to take over the family business.His power helped him convince his customers that they were actually under the effects of hypnotism. His father simply believed that taking over the business helped him tap into his true potential.

He continued this way until Eve demanded his help. He lied to his dad, telling him he was going to travel abroad and spread their business, causing his father to take over the business once again.Maddox served Eve for a few years before she told him she didn’t need his help anymore. It was likely this that irritated him so much that he eventually became loyal to Amon while under the very convincing facade he’s loyal to Eve.

The rest of his past is unknown. All he will often tell people is he traveled all over the world, performing great feats under fake names as “world-renown hypnotists”. Maddox is a wild card. He does things for the fun of it or for his own pleasure, often without any sympathy towards others.

Power: Maddox’s power allows him to take control of another (similarly to Gabby’s). However, he can take control of up to two people at once. Instead of physically puppeteering them, he simply suggests they do something and they do it.

Inspiration: Vex from Lost Girl

Margaret Derwin: Margaret was born in New York City in 1902. She grew up with a love for music, particularly singing. She had dreams of becoming a famous singer.When she was 18, she pursued these dreams. She got a job as a dancer at a speakeasy with hopes of, eventually, being able to become one of their singers in time. It was there that she met Elizabeth, one of the other dancers. They secretly fell in love (which answered Margaret’s confusion about why she wasn’t interested in men). Eventually, they decided to run away to California together. They made plans and prepared for this, but on the day it was to happen, Elizabeth never showed up. Margaret later discovered she had changed her mind and, instead, was going to marry a man she’d met at the speakeasy.Eve found Margaret heartbroken and wandering the streets looking for a new job after quitting at the speakeasy (as it was too difficult to continue working there when Elizabeth was still there). Eve easily wooed her to her side. Though, as Margaret had good intentions, Amon had eventually been able to convince her to assist him instead as he wanted to ensure Eve would stop preying on innocent people like herself.

Power: Margaret’s power involves her voice. Through singing, she can influence one’s emotions depending on her intentions (anger them, seduce them, calm them down, soothe them to sleep).

Nora: Nora’s memories are very faded. She knows she was born to a very poor family in Ireland. She knows she was sold as an indentured servant at age 13 in exchange for her tickets to America, board, and food. She knows she worked for that American family for 7 years. She knows she caught influenza and was promptly fired by the family for fear she’d infect them all. She knows she was near death, wandering the streets alone, when a massive black snake promised to save her. At the time, Nora believed it was just an illusion. She found out the next day, however, that it was not. She’d been saved by the gift of vampirism.Nora lived a long, long time as a homeless woman. She watched as America grew into a country of its own. She preyed on any she could find in order to survive. Eventually, she took residence in an abandoned house on a street. Over time, rumors spread that a ghost lived in the house on Blackwell Street. Her appearance and her power did much to add to this as well, as did the occasional mysterious deaths of those who wandered into the house hoping to catch a glimpse of the ghost.

Power: Nora’s power allows her to become visible or invisible on command. She can only switch from one to the other every 10 minutes. She often uses this to frighten mortals and uphold her identity as the Ghost of Blackwell Street.

Tony Sugar: Tony Sugar is the owner, spokesman, and iconic figure of the Lost Paradise Candy Company. With the help of Amon, he became one of the first successful Black candy makers in America. He’s very flamboyant, campy, and charismatic—essentially a black Willy Wonka. He is pansexual because, in his own words, “everyone deserves a little Sugar.” He is also an avid beekeeper.

Power: He has the power to “mellify” corpses, filling them with a honey-like substance and turning them into zombies.

Inspirations: Tony Todd’s Candyman, Ruby Rhod, the song “Sweet Bod,” the myth of the mellified man

Walter Sherman: Formerly a college professor and devoted family man from the dawn of the 20th century, Walter was a good man known for always thinking forward and being able to accept new changes in the world. However, when a freak accident claimed the life of his wife and child, he couldn’t handle it and attempted suicide before being saved by Amon. He’s mostly in the coven out of loyalty to Amon.

Power: He has the power of adaptability, allowing him to easily adapt to any situation. For example, using lightning against him would make him adapt lightning resistance.

Inspirations: The Carousel of Progress

Wayne Nicol: A formerly friendly clown who was forced to witness unspeakable horrors during WWII. He survived the horrors, but was left fundamentally disturbed by the nightmare he had lived through. He joined the coven hoping to find some sort of safety, but as it turned out, Eve had other plans.

Power: Has the power to control and manipulate a person’s fears to weaponize against them.

Inspirations: Scarecrow (Batman), Pennywise, Freddy Krueger, The Day the Clown Cried

#The vampirino story

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reenakawwa · 4 years

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Final Draft of Non-Fiction

Reena Kawwa

Professor Reiter

ENL 267

04 February 2020

Qahweh of Life

I grew up around the rich aroma of Qahweh. Qahweh is the Arabian version of brewed American coffee. It is lightly or heavily roasted Arabica coffee beans with a hint of Cardamom. There is no limit to what Qahweh can be served for. In Middle Eastern countries, Qahweh is a commonality between everyone from poor to rich and muslim and christian, which is why it is used as a peacemaker. In The Hashemite Kingdom of Jordan, Qahweh Sadah (Black Coffee) is a hospitality staple. We greet our friends, families and royals with 3 oz of dark, boiling, black liquid. To not offer coffee during meetings is seen as disrespectful. During engagement parties in Jordan called Jahaa, the groom's family visits the bride's house to ask for her hand in marriage. The groom will be offered a cup of Qahweh, but will usually postpone drinking it until the bride’s family gives their blessing for the marriage. This simple act is seen as respect for the two families involved. During the Jaha, the Qahweh Sadah is seen as a peace offering. This tradition adds emphasis as to why Qahweh is not just coffee. It is a sacrifice, a gift, and a common denominator.

I personally never knew what the hype was about. The 3oz cup of bitter coffee

seemed like torture. The first sip is somehow also the last. After that, you’ll be up for hours,

possibly on the edge of an anxiety attack. My Grandma never started her less-than- busy day without a Finjan (espresso sized cup) of Qahweh. She also never ended her day without

one. Making Qahweh is a process. You put the pulverized coffee beans into a Rakwe. A Rakwe

is a small pot that is used specifically for Arabic coffee. Many people in Arabic countries prefer

to add cardamom pods to the Rakwe. That addition however, is your choice. Oftentimes, people

enjoy Qahweh black, but you will get the occasional guest that prefers to get a sugar rush with

the caffeine boost. In that case, you can add the desired amount of sugar into the Rakwe before

the coffee is made. Kids were never offered Qahweh. They would be given Chai as a substitute.

Arabian Chai is not your regular Starbucks Chai latte. Chai is the Arabic word for black tea. It is

our Earl grey. Up until the age of fifteen, I was enjoying a small cup of Chai every morning with

breakfast and every night after dinner. The caffeine boost is minimal but it goes great with

Jordanian meals.

One morning, I woke up to a fresh Rakwe of Qahweh being made by my father. At that time, I was a kid trying to rush into adulthood. Being surrounded by older cousins, the escape from childhood is justified. Being a kid is hell. I was done having Chai while they all sipped their little cups of Qahweh and gossiped about everything that is far from important. I wanted in. So, naturally, I picked up a finjan and poured myself 3oz of that black liquid diploma into adulthood. My mother was not having it. She bombarded me with negative side effects to coffee as she was sipping on hers. If you are under the age of 17 and drink Qahweh, in a few months you’ll be cursed with a full-ass beard. That myth is the ultimate threat to Arab women as facial hair is seen as the end of the world. The full-ass beard is not a threat to me. I drank up. I sipped it while listening in on the ted talk that my mother hosted with her sisters in our kitchen.

I did not enjoy the first sip. It was bitter, too hot to take as a shot, yet too tiny to drink slowly. Nevertheless, I intended on finishing it. The second sip took me by surprise. I could feel the Qahweh’s acidity in the pit of my stomach. For beginners, Qahweh is like taking a shot of liquid ginger. You close your eyes, pinch your nose and pray you don’t gag. I did not enjoy the second sip, but I also did not hate it. I tolerated it. My pinky finger did not get the gist of the Finjan. It was not supposed to fold around the baby cup, rather it was supposed to be slightly tipped to the side. At least that is how the adults held it. I eyed how my Grandma held it closely because it somehow looked elegant. The conversation had shifted from travel ideas to juicy family gossip.

As a teenager, there is nothing that amused me more than the talk of family members. I listened closely until I had an anecdote to add. I finally had a great addition to the story of my cousin’s messy engagement. I might have shared too much and I blame that all on the two sips of Qahweh. Nevertheless, I got everyone’s attention instantly...there it is! I mastered the art of sipping the Qahweh! That was the third sip. The ultimate sip. During that short-lived moment, the Qahweh in my mind became a rocky road ice cream. I could still feel the sharp acidic flavor on my lips. It was far from the French vanilla, splash of caramel, soy milk latte everyone seems to be obsessed with. I suddenly did not mind the blandness. I somehow enjoyed the sharp sting that I had previously dreaded during the first few sips. By the third sip, when you finally start to want more, there are only two more sips left. The second to last sip is just as good as the third, if not better. It’s still boiling, silky smooth like velvet, and pitch black. This sip is a hard one to swallow. You can feel the end of the Finjan nearing so you take your time. You make small talk, pretend like you're interested in whoever’s story you're listening to, and try to make plans for the next Qahweh session. Most importantly, you dread the upcoming sip. You despise it. You mull over the idea of just pouring the rest into the sink and running. It’s crazy to think that just as you start to want more, it becomes distasteful. You crave more of that third and fourth sip. You know the one coming will be far from good. You wanna know what the last sip of Qahweh feels like? It is similar to the feeling you get when you go overboard on that “All you can eat sushi buffet”. When you promise that that Philly roll is the last order you’ll put in, yet you somehow end up getting three more. You enjoy the first two pieces, but then wonder how you’ll finish the rest. Your full but yet you don’t want to stop. It’s a deadly cycle.

Ultimately, you never end up pouring the rest of the Qahweh out. You want

to stay in the conversation and force yourself to pull it together. You close your eyes, pinch our nose, and try your hardest to keep it together in front of your family. This sip is the only sip I took as if it was a shot of Irish Car Bomb. It was no joke. Almost identical to taking a shot of hard liquor. It was bitter, potent and yet essential to the after-effects. Do you want to be vigorous? You must drink the remaining sip. The last sip is not smooth. Since the Qahweh in the pot is unfiltered, the grounded beans end up at the end of the Finjan. So the last sip is filled with little tiny bits of coffee beans that get stuck to your upper lip as you drink it. You pull through though because what comes next is the most exciting part of drinking Qahweh with family members.

After everyone finishes their cup, we flip it upside down and rest it on the saucer that the cup comes with. We let the residue dry and then turn it over. The myth is that once the residue of the Qahweh is stained on the cup, a superstitious person with a gift of reading the future will try and “read the cup”. This is called Tasseography. The stain of the left-over liquid and coffee beans make all kinds of shapes on the cup. Usually, in most Qahweh dates, there is that one person who is gifted at Tasseography. They can make out crazy stories through unclear shapes on the cup. They analyze every little stain pattern and interpret it into real-life situations for the person who drank from the cup. No stain is left unread. Every detail is a clue to predicting the person’s future. I’m Christian, so this tradition is only for fun, we are not allowed to take the predictions seriously because we believe fate is in the hands of God. Yet, we always find ourselves asking someone to read our cup. It’s like even though we know it’s wrong, we still need all the hope we can get.

I can not help but wonder if life is merely a cup of Qahweh? Is our life those five sips of roasted coffee beans? It’s a weird thing to believe, but let me explain myself. The first sip if you recall, is bitter, too hot to take as a shot yet too little to drink slowly. The first sip is not exactly enjoyable. You get a sudden wave of anxiety mixed with indescribable energy that keeps you going for hours. You want to stop drinking but you can’t. You encourage yourself to suck it up and keep going. What if, the first sip of Qahweh, was the first time you felt rejected? It's a bitter moment when you realize that something you wanted so bad, was simply not for you. Maybe it was that fancy-schmancy job interview in the city that you could swear you mastered. You left the office thinking you secured that position with a wide smirk across your face. That smirk, however, was wiped right off two days later when you got the “I’m sorry, but thank you for your interest and time” email from the manager. Just like that first sip, you would love to just give up but something tells you to keep trying. The second sip of Qahweh took you by surprise. Just when you thought things might start looking up, you are filled with that acidic flavor in the pit of your stomach. Maybe that acidity is the butterflies you get when you are in that second job interview. You worked on your weaknesses and vowed to show up with more confidence. With this sip, however, you want to keep going and see how the finjan will end. You get that call back for a second interview and suddenly those butterflies in your stomach become a little more tolerable.

The third sip or as I like to call it “The ultimate sip”, is nothing short of amazing. You start to feel the Qahweh in action and begin to love the acidity. The third sip is an unexpected adventure. Maybe that third sip is the first time you locked eyes with someone you love deeply. You're still nervous, the butterflies are still flying all over your tummy, but that look is too beautiful to give up. You feel safe and decide to continue on this unexpected, eccentric, and personally unorthodox journey. The fourth sip is even better than the third. It is still hot and smooth like velvet. It flows right out of the cup with ease and elegance. You can feel the end of the finjan coming up shortly, so you take your time and enjoy every second. Maybe this sip is the unforgettable moments that you have with your significant other. In those moments, you do not have a care in the world. All your focus is on each other. However, stressful thoughts about every minor detail in your life cloud your mind and all of a sudden you fear the end of those carefree moments. As humans, we are wired to think about our future and often overthink details that are simply premature.

The last sip is nothing like you’ve ever feared. It is messy, way too bitter, and almost scary. The little coffee bits that roll off the finjan into your mouth are inevitable. You knew this was coming. Maybe the last sip is that crushing feeling you get when you are not given that promotion. Maybe the last sip is the moment you learn that you are being evicted due to a large amount of rent money left unpaid. You worry you do not have what it takes to pay that bill, or even talk to your boss about the promotion. Even with all those fears, you push through it. You talk to someone you trust, you work a little harder, and you encourage yourself by believing that what comes next will be exciting and life-changing.

After all that, once the finjan has come to an end, the tasseography begins. Maybe the Qahweh cup reading, is us trying so hard to predict our destiny and see where life will take us. We know that no matter how hard we try at reading every detail in that cup, our future is not in our hands. We do not have full control of what is coming up next. Instead, God is the only one who holds our future. We can try all we want, but life is a beautiful, tiny 3oz cup of hope. It is unexpected, enjoyable, delicious and bitter all in one. The only thing for us to do is close our eyes, pinch our nose, and pray for the best.

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youlovedpink · 6 years

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Goretober, I am doing my list.

Day 1: Cuts, I did Ellis who was attacked by infected

Day 2: Guts, Rochelle getting pounced

Day 3: Heartbreak, The Witch Bride who killed her groom

Day 4: Acid Burns, the sweet sweet Spitter

#l4d #l4d2 #left 4 dead #left 4 dead 2 #ellis #hunter #spitter #witch #rochelle #goretober #goretober2018

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aaronandroberthemmerdalegay · 6 years

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10 of Emmerdale's best Ross Barton storylines as he prepares to leave for good

It's been a wild old ride.

It's the end of an era in Emmerdale this week as we prepare to say goodbye to the one and only Ross Barton. Actor Michael Parr is bowing out of the soap after playing the dodgy mechanic for the last five years. And what a hectic half decade it's been for Ross!

Having been at the heart of countless hard-hitting storylines – and bed-hopped his way around the village – Ross is finally putting his troubles behind him as he seeks a fresh start with girlfriend Rebecca. (Whether she'll end up going with him is another matter.) Let's hope his new life will be a lot more relaxed, because his time in the Dales has been anything but.

Thanks for the memories, Ross. Here are your ten best bits...

1. His dramatic entrance

Ross took the meaning of keeping it the family to whole new level when he began bedding Debbie Dingle. Not only had he already sampled the delights of her mum, but Debs was also engaged to Ross's big brother Pete at the time. That didn't seem to bother Ross too much though, and after weeks of flirting up a storm, the naughty duo embarked on a hot and heavy affair.

2. His doomed relationship with Donna

After establishing Ross was a bit of a wrong'un, it didn't take long to realise he was also something of a womaniser. His early conquests included bedding Charity, but it wasn't until he secretly started dating copper Donna Windsor that we saw Ross was capable of having a relationship that went beyond rumpy-pumpy.

Unfortunately, the lovers ended getting themselves mixed up in a deadly game of cat and mouse with dodgy club boss Gary North. Ross agreed to carry out a job for Gary in order to protect his family, but it all went terribly wrong.

During a tense showdown on the roof of a multi-storey car park, Donna (who was terminally ill with lung cancer) took Gary over the edge with her, killing them both instantly.

3. His unlikely friendship with April

For anyone who'd written Ross off as a one-dimensional villain, his bond with Donna's 4-year old daughter April was enough to prove them wrong. The unlikely pair's magical friendship was formed when Ross was dating Donna, and much to everyone's delight, continued in the months following her tragic demise.

One of our all time favourite memories of Ross will always be when he dressed up as Captain Jack Sparrow to put a smile on his little pal's face as she faced a painful first Christmas without her mummy. See, there was a softie lurking inside.

4. Who's the daddy of baby Moses?

Just as well Ross was a natural with gorgeous April, as it stood in him good stead for the next child who was about to enter his life. In 2015, the writers created a "Who's the daddy?" plot when Charity gave birth to a son called Moses while in prison. Ross was one of the potential baby daddies, along with Cain, and Charity's former husbands Jai and Declan.

The mystery was finally solved months down the line when Moses needed a life-saving operation and Charity summoned Ross to the hospital to introduce him to his boy. The bombshell rocked Ross's world as he struggled to believe one bunk-up in the back of the chop shop had created a life. The situation was made doubly awkward by the fact Ross was secretly sleeping with Charity's daughter Debbie at the time…

5. Sleeping with his brother's missus

Debbie seriously considered ditching the dull brother for the dangerous one, but their plans to do a runner were thwarted when Cain revealed Ross was Moses's father. Ross found himself dumped, while Debbie ploughed on with her plans to marry Pete, completely unaware of the death and destruction their wedding day would bring.

6. His fake death

As predicted, some serious shiz went down at Debbie and Pete's wedding. Her affair was revealed over the airwaves during the bride and groom's first dance, then a helicopter crashed into the village hall well and truly brought an end to the reception. When Pete finally caught up with his brother a brawl broke out, with Ross ending up unconscious.

Pete thought he'd killed his betrayer and buried his body in the woods, and we all believed Ross had breathed his last. Even Michael Parr thanked fans on Twitter for their support, saying "it's goodbye from me".

A petition was launched to bring the character back, but just three weeks later it was revealed the whole thing had been a sneaky ruse, when Ross opened his eyes in a hospital bed.

7. Getting even with Pete

No-one does revenge quite like Ross. After initially pretending he was totes fine with the fact that his brother had left him to rot under a pile of leaves, Ross let his real feelings be known. After kidnapping his brother, Ross beat Pete unconscious. His victim awoke to find himself hanging head first over a viaduct by a winch.

Ruthless Ross enjoyed every second of his power trip, gently lowering the winch as his scared sibling pleaded for his life. He even went as far as demanding Pete sent a suicide text to their dad James. In the end, Ross couldn't go through with killing his own flesh and blood. What did we say about him being a softie?

8. Shooting Robert Sugden

Pretty much every single Emmerdale storyline in 2015 centred around a certain RB, and the 'Who Shot Robert Sugden?' plot was no exception. Ruthless Rob was public enemy number one in the village at the time he took a bullet, so there was no shortage of suspects for carrying out the crime. The writers came up with a genius way of revealing whodunit, which broke with their usual style of storytelling – a rewind episode.

During the gripping time warp, which aired on the soap's 43rd anniversary, the audience witnessed Ross enter into a murderous pact with Andy Sugden, as the boys agreed to kill each other's brothers. Ross kept true to his word, by pulling the trigger on Robert (although he lived to tell the tale), but Andy wussed out on his promise to do away with Pete.

9. Who pushed Emma?

Pete wasn't the only member of the Barton clan who Ross seriously considered doing away with. Having always experienced a turbulent relationship with mum Emma following her abandonment when he was a kid, Ross was the prime suspect in the frame for her murder. As well as a general disdain of his mother, there was also the added motive that Em had murdered his father and been responsible for the death of Ross's little brother Finn. Plus, Emma had tried to drown Ross when he was a child.

But despite dragging Emma to the viaduct she fell to her death from, and telling her to jump, Ross wasn't actually the person who pushed her. After the real murderer Moira had scarpered, Ross revealed to Pete that he had returned to the scene to save Emma, only to discover her sprawled dead below the bridge.

10. The horrific acid attack

The writers took Ross on his darkest journey to date in February of this year when he fell victim to a savage acid attack. It was a case of wrong place, wrong time for the mechanic when he agreed to help Debbie get even with her ex Joe Tate. Debs had arranged for drug dealer Simon McManus to beat up Joe, but in a case of mistaken identity, it was Ross who was targeted with a corrosive substance when Simon decided to use acid.

After suffering life-changing injuries, Ross began to rapidly spiral, becoming crippled by an addiction to prescription painkillers to block out the agony over his disfigurement.

Emmerdale airs Ross's final scenes on Friday (November 2) at 7pm on ITV.

Ross Barton says goodbye in Emmerdale

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hollypastl · 6 years

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kuroo’s s/o is an assassin

oh my lord this is such a guilty pleasure right here

- you guys meet while you’re both at university. he’s majoring in chemistry and you’re just trying to get your damn degree so you can stop killing people for a living, but GedEd’s. Am i right?? You two are partnered up in chemistry 101 or whatever. He thinks it’s the most interesting thing in the world and you couldn’t care less. unless the professor started teaching them how to make acids that could dissolve bodies, but that was a long shot.

- your boss gives you a job one day that requires you to have a date as a cover. you would just partner up with another person from your agency, but you don’t want to split the cash.

- you ask kuroo out on a date to some fancy wedding (where you have to kill the groom) and you pass it off as a casual thing.

- he’s so psyched. he was trying to think up some way to ask you out but you went and did it for him. He just loves your dry humor and how you always seem to know how to handle every situation.

- the wedding goes great! You establish your cover as a distant cousin of the father of the bride (the father of the bride who wants you to kill his not-so-future son-in-law) and kuroo as your date. You lure the groom into one of the closets of the hotel where the wedding’s at and slit his throat, careful to not get any blood on your dress. Luckily you wore red. Just in case.

- you’re careful to set kuroo’s watch back five minutes and ask him what time it is, so he can be your alibi if the police do try and question you. They don’t. You two stick around until the police are done getting everyone’s statements and then leave. You don’t say much because anything that comes out of your mouth is bound to be cold and detached. Wouldn’t want him becoming suspicious.

- the next class, he makes a morbid joke about that wedding being a hell of a first date. It’s the first time you’ve actually found one of his stupid jokes genuinely funny.

- he asks you out on a real date. you freak out internally. You can’t date people. you kill people for a living. that is not girlfriend material.

- He notices. He revises. he would like to hang out as friends. That sounds better to you. You had friends. You could do friends.

- You two are friends. There are a few close calls where it seems like he’s pushing for more, but you two never get past harmless flirting. It goes on like that for a couple months.

- everything goes to hell when you two are at an event for your college one night and you barely manage to dodge a bullet. You grab the gun from your attacker and shoot him in the knee, spinning around slowly and crouching low, scanning for other attackers. You can’t see anyone else in the vicinity, but you can hear gunshots outside. you’re wondering whether or not the guy trying to kill you just now was targeting you directly or if she was just another civilian and this was some sort of terrorist act.

- you rip the bulletproof vest off your attacker and toss it to Kuroo, who is relatively calm for someone who had no idea what was going on. Everyone else nearby was running for the exits like chickens with their heads cut off and he’s just staring at you with an odd look on his face.

- “Who are you?” he asks.

- you don’t know how to respond to that. you just tug him along to somewhere safer

#all i can imagine is you being a criminal justice major #*kuroo finds out you kill people*#kuroo: YOU KILL PEOPLE?? THAT'S NOT JSUSTICE #haikyuu #assassin au #kuroo tetsurou

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Bollywood Actor Shah Rukh Khan wished acid-attack survivor Anupama on her wedding

Superstar Shah Rukh Khan has won many hearts when he showed his love and blessings on the wedding of an acid attack survivor Anupama on his twitter handler. He is the man who is not only known for his blockbuster movies but also for his social services. He always helps the needful people. Recently, the superstar shared a couple of photos from the wedding and his selfie with the bride and the groom…

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emmerdalesweden · 6 years

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10 of Emmerdale's best Ross Barton storylines as he prepares to leave for good

It's been a wild old ride.

Thanks for the memories, Ross. Here are your ten best bits...

1. His dramatic entrance

2. His doomed relationship with Donna

During a tense showdown on the roof of a multi-storey car park, Donna (who was terminally ill with lung cancer) took Gary over the edge with her, killing them both instantly.

3. His unlikely friendship with April

4. Who's the daddy of baby Moses?

5. Sleeping with his brother's missus

6. His fake death

A petition was launched to bring the character back, but just three weeks later it was revealed the whole thing had been a sneaky ruse, when Ross opened his eyes in a hospital bed.

7. Getting even with Pete

8. Shooting Robert Sugden

9. Who pushed Emma?

10. The horrific acid attack

After suffering life-changing injuries, Ross began to rapidly spiral, becoming crippled by an addiction to prescription painkillers to block out the agony over his disfigurement.

Emmerdale airs Ross's final scenes on Friday (November 2) at 7pm on ITV.

Ross Barton says goodbye in Emmerdale

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darylgranville8-blog · 6 years

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Dowry.

A dowry is a transfer of parental property, gifts or money at the marriage of a daughter. Dowry contrasts with the related concepts of bride price and dower. While bride price or bride service is a payment by the groom or his family to the bride's parents, dowry is the wealth transferred from the bride's family to the groom or his family, ostensibly for the bride. Similarly, dower is the property settled on the bride herself, by the groom at the time of marriage, and which remains under her ownership and control. Dowry is an ancient custom, and its existence may well predate records of it. Dowries continue to be expected, and demanded as a condition to accept a marriage proposal, in some parts of the world, mainly in parts of Asia, Northern Africa and the Balkans. In some parts of the world, disputes related to dowry sometimes result in acts of violence against women, including killings and acid attacks. The custom of dowry is most common in cultures that are strongly patrilineal and that expect women to reside with or near their husband's family (patrilocality). Dowries have a long history in Europe, South Asia, Africa and other parts of the world.

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Dowry.

A dowry is a transfer of parental property, gifts or money at the marriage of a daughter. Dowry contrasts with the related concepts of bride price and dower. While bride price or bride service is a payment by the groom or his family to the bride's parents, dowry is the wealth transferred from the bride's family to the groom or his family, ostensibly for the bride. Dowry is an ancient custom, and its existence may well predate records of it. Dowries continue to be expected, and demanded as a condition to accept a marriage proposal, in some parts of the world, mainly in parts of Asia, Northern Africa and the Balkans. In some parts of the world, disputes related to dowry sometimes result in acts of violence against women, including killings and acid attacks.The custom of dowry is most common in cultures that are strongly patrilineal and that expect women to reside with or near their husband's family (patrilocality). Dowries have a long history in Europe, South Asia, Africa and other parts of the world.

India

In India, dowry is called Dahej in Hindi, and Jahez in Arabic (derived from Islamic jahez-e-fatimi). In far eastern parts of India, dowry is called Aaunnpot. Dowry is a payment of cash or gifts from the bride's family to the bridegroom's family upon marriage. It may include cash, jewellery, electrical appliances, furniture, bedding, crockery, utensils, car and other household items that help the newly-weds set up their home.

In India, the dowry system puts great financial strain on the bride's family. Payment of dowry is now prohibited under the Dowry Prohibition Act, 1961 in Indian civil law and subsequently by Sections 304B and 498a of the Indian Penal Code (IPC). Despite anti-dowry laws in India, it is still a common illegal practice. Other laws attempting to address the problem include the Dowry and Bridal Gifts Restrictions Rules, 1976 and the Dowry Prohibition (Maintenance of Lists of Presents to the Bride and Bridegroom) Rules, 1985, which are intended to document gifts and provide complainants with stronger evidence in the event that prosecution for crimes against the bride occurs later.

Dowry in India is not limited to Hindus or any specific religion. It is widespread. For example, Indian Muslims call dowry as jahez, justify the practice in terms of jahez-e-fatimi. Islamists classify jahez into two categories: The first comprises some essential articles for the outfit of the bride as well as for conjugal life. The other is made up of valuable goods, clothes, jewelry, an amount of money for the groom's family, which is settled on after bargaining. The jahez often far exceeds the cost of the baraat and marriage parties. The jahez is separate from cash payment as Mahr or dower that Sharia religious law requires.

Although Indian laws against dowries have been in effect for decades, they have been largely criticised as being ineffective. The practice of dowry deaths and murders continues to take place unchecked in many parts of India and this has further added to the concerns of enforcement.

Dowry-murder persists. It is the killing of a wife for not bringing sufficient dowry to the marriage. It is the culmination of a series of prior domestic abuses by the husband's family.

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First Draft Non-Fiction

Reena Kawwa

Professor Reiter

ENL 267

04 February 2020

“First Sip of Hope”

I personally never knew what the hype was about. The 3oz cup of bitter coffee

seemed like torture. The first sip is somehow also the last. After that, you’ll be up for hours,

possibly on the edge of an anxiety attack. My Grandma never started her less-than-

busy day without a Finjan (espresso sized cup) of Qahweh. She also never ended her day without