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apompkwrites · 10 months

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disappearance of an asim || kalim al-asim

masterlist characters: kalim (platonic) genre: angst contains: help there's more names oh god, kidnapping summary: the asim siblings go down from 32 to 31 children in the span of a single night. notes: lol posting this before I sleep and go to college again tomorrow anyway you get to meet more siblings :)) parts: [og post] | [previous] | [next]

faraj was used to waking up to a bundle of siblings gathering in his room. in fact, he would find it odd if none of them were there in his waking moments.

he never minded it. it was a welcome surprise that greeted him every morning. he played an internal guessing game of "which of my siblings are here" before he opened his eyes.

he usually won this game, too. he had a good balance of gut instinct and reading slight clues in the room that he knew right away which sibling had decided to wake him up that day.

light fluttering of book pages being turned? that's rawiya, most likely there to collect new ideas for stories she wanted to write.

heavy footsteps that sounded like constant marching? probably junayd who had just come home from training.

and, this morning, faraj heard soft pattering on the floor, one more sluggish than the other. he knew immediately that it was the pair of sleepy twins qamar and hala.

"faraj...!" qamar yawned. but, despite his sleepy tone, there was a hint of panic laced in it. faraj opened his eyes slowly, letting out a yawn himself, before sitting up in bed.

"good morning, you two," he hummed softly, trying his best to fix his bedhead.

"faraj...!" qamar whined, sleep still lacing his tone. he sniffled and scrambled onto faraj's bed, tugging on his pajama sleeve.

"what's wrong, qamar?" faraj yawned again, rubbing the boy's shoulder gently. as he stared down at his sniffling siblings, he felt something tighten in his chest.

"w-we went to find (n-name)," he cried, his words catching in his throat with every sob, "b-but we couldn't f-find them!"

"deep breaths, qamar," faraj cooed, rubbing his shoulder. he turned to look at hala, who had crawled up onto his bed and curled up into his other side. "did you check their room? maybe they went to bed early."

"we checked," hala huffed, burying her face in faraj's side. "they weren't there."

"huh..." faraj muttered. "well, breakfast is in an hour or so. I'm sure you'll see them then."

that was what he thought, of course. but, when he and the rest of his siblings gathered at the table, the guards standing outside of the hall, he noticed one chair was left empty.

in between lulu and qamar was (name)'s empty chair.

faraj had to pause for a moment. that was strange... without fail, (name) had always made it to breakfast. he scanned the table before his eyes landed on menna, who was the one to wake up any remaining siblings in their rooms.

"menna," he called out as everyone nestled into their seats. "did you see (name) in their room this morning?"

"i was just gonna bring that up," she responded. "I was gonna ask if the twins saw them last night."

"that's the thing," faraj muttered worriedly. "they didn't."

the table fell into silence for a single moment. it was unnerving. it was quite rare for the room to be completely silent. the only times it ever happened were if kalim, nawra, or rawda were absent from the table due to a threat.

"...what did you say?" menna asked, her voice straight and emotionless.

"they didn't see them," faraj repeated. "they woke me up this morning saying they couldn't find them..."

"are you trying to say (name)'s missing?!" kalim gasped, slamming his hands on the table. the other siblings jumped at the sudden rattle, prompting kalim to utter an apology under his breath before he continued to panic. "they couldn't, right?! they must have fallen asleep somewhere else, right?!"

"kalim, settle down," faraj responded in a stern tone. "panicking won't help us."

"we'll go look around for them," menna offers, standing up. she points to herself before listing off the other siblings. "raabi'a, mahdi, faraj. samad, come with me. kalim, safaa', tasnim, watch the others."

the siblings all fell into their duties relatively quickly, except kalim who was insisting on going out to find (name) as well.

but, the five ignored his pleas, hurrying out of the dining hall. outside, they were met with a handful of their servants, all of whom stared back at them with surprised expressions.

"is something wrong?" jamil, as expected, was the first to speak up. he stepped forward, a bit tense when he noticed kalim was still in the dining hall.

"we're just searching for one of our siblings," safaa' huffed. "no need to get involved."

"...yes, of course," jamil bowed his head and stepped back. faraj and mahdi could only offer apologetic looks as they hurried off into the hall.

the five split up, covering each part of their home. and, when they gathered again, they all came up empty handed.

kalim, upon the arrival of his five siblings and not six, was quick to rush out of the dining hall. he hurried down the hall, past jamil, past the guards, past the advisors that wandered the home, and straight to where his father was.

"dad! dad!" he called out as he burst through the door, ignoring the surprised looks of his parents. "(name)'s gone missing!"

his father paused for a moment. a single moment. his eyes were wide as kalim's words were processed in his mind.

"kalim's gone missing!"

"nawra's gone missing!"

"rawda's gone missing!"

his father was so used to hearing these sentences, but...

(name)...? why them? why, why, why?

he couldn't think. and as his wife placed her hand on his, squeezing it tight, the first words tumbled out of his mouth.

"find out where they've gone," he ordered to the guards, who all took the command and hurried off out of the room.

kalim and his father stared at each other for a moment longer. neither of them knew why this fate had fallen them again, especially with one of the siblings that were supposed to be at the least risk of being in trouble...

kalim nor his father wanted to think about it any longer. but they knew they had to.

the room is dark. quiet. eerie. you hated it. your mind was so fuzzy and faint that you could barely understand whether the room was truly empty or if it was just the unconsciousness enveloping your brain.

you tried to move. but you couldn't. you were latched onto something. it wasn't rope or cloth because it wasn't soft, no, it was cold. and stiff.

you tried again. you still couldn't move.

you heard something creak across from you. footfalls. heavy, heavy footfalls.

"well, well, well, look who's awake."

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fifthpilot · 11 months

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Happiest belated birthday to my forever and always beloved ft. his beloved my OC Nawras <3

*reference below the cut

#faust is so done with their bullshit like please stop fucking every 2 mins #shes in the corner sweating smn between concerened and awkward #the arcana #asra #asra alnazar #asra the magician #the arcana game #asra the arcana #my art #oc #my oc

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kuruna · 6 months

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HC family line for AZ ft. many OCs because this is what I get up to when a character I'm invested in has little to no canon information 🙏🏾

Some more info under the cut if ur curious 😭

AZ's grandfather, Ibrahim, was king of a land that lay over the sea and south of Kalos. However, his mother, Nawra, left the royal life behind her when she came to Kalos and worked as a locksmith. I'm undecided if Iskandar ditched or if he unfortunately died young 😭

Brandt was a widow before meeting Nawra. He had Cumis with his first wife. Cumis was never close with his half brothers, but due to his strategic intelligence, ended up becoming a royal advisor when AZ was declared king. Later, he became the first person to study mega evolution. Some writings claim that he was also the first person in recorded history to be tragically killed by a mega evolved Pokemon, but it's possible this is false 😭 he is the ancestor of Gurkinn and Korrina.

AZ's brother Xanthos is the distant ancestor of the founder of Parfum Palace. His descendents include Wulfric, Lysandre's mother, and the current owner of Parfum Palace, Loïc.

While his relation to Gurkinn and Korrina is a bit more distant, Lysandre and Loïc saw much of one another growing up. Lysandre hates his stupid and gay cousin though.

(in my Lysandre Miraculously Survives Blowing Himself Up AU, Lysandre ends up having to move in with his cousin after basically all his money goes into paying his hospital bills... 😭 However Loïc is now Super into charity and philanthropy. He's bad at both of those things but he's trying... I guess)

#sketch tag #trainer az

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noordzee · 7 months

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Five more of my Dungeons and Dragons and Inktober entries! Genoveva is a gentle old goblin druid. Ched Fearchar is a goliath ranger, a champion competitive archer that loves testing skills and has a bit of a boisterous, frat boy attitude. Siramaritai is a minotaur lady of the court, very willing to keep her eye on goings-on and manipulate them to suit her purposes. I always give my minotaurs Minoan clothes and names, and I referenced her face from a cow I saw at a country fair recently. Nawra is a djinni druid (I'm realizing belatedly I should have made the four D&D genie types another rollable variable, but oh well, next time) who specializes in air plants, of course! Astrit is a dragonborn druid, he's researching lizards at the Drosophil magic lab.

Descriptions in alt text. You can see the list I'm rolling from here. Please do not use any characters I roll for your own campaigns or stories, but feel free to roll your own from the list if you want!

#dungeons and dragons #dungeons and dragons and inktober #inktober #inktober 2023 #artists on tumblr #illustration #ink #copic markers

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maybeimavillain-byleif · 2 years

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Meaning of the names of the characters and places I've found

Fenghuang (Chinese)= 鳳凰 (phoenix)

Huang Hua (Chinese)= 黃花 (yellow flowers)

Huang Chu (Chinese)= 皇储 (crown prince)

Taenmil (Korean)= 탠밀 (tanned wheat)

Miiko (Japanese)= from miko 巫女 (shrine maiden)

Koori (Japanese)= 氷 (ice)

Tenjin (Japanese)= 天神 (god of heaven or heavenly god)

Genkaku (Japanese)= 幻覚 (hallucination/illusion)

Adalric (German)= noble, regal ruler (I wasn't expecting this lol)

Yaqut (Arabic)= ياقوت (ruby/jewel) (even though you could already know this)

Shaitan (Arabic)= شَيْطَان (demon) (even though you could already know this)

Leiftan (Hungarian)= God is my light (not 100% sure, I found it on a site but I like the meaning) (Quoting "According to a user from Hungary, the name Leiftan is of Fiction origin and means "God is my Light")

Nevra (English)= anagram of the word “raven” (even though you could already know this)/ (Turkish)= from the word "Nawra" (blossom) (thank you to prettymilotic for this)

Purreko (compound word of English and Japanese)= from “to purr” and “neko” 猫= cat (that's, at least, what I think as they are literally cats)

Valkyon (from Norse mythology)=from valkyrie (chooser of the slain)

Ophelia (Greek)= aid/help (thank you to prettymilotic for this)

Colaia= Smart, Enormous, Good Understanding

Cameria (Scottish)= crooked nose (help💀💀)

Yeu (Vietnamese)= to love romantically

Jamon (Spanish)= ham

Laitue (French)= lettuce

Chrome (from early 19th century/Greek)= from khrōma "colour"

That's it for now, if I find something else I'll add it

#eldarya #eldarya the origins #eldarya a new era #eldarya nevra #eldarya leiftan #eldarya huang hua #eldarya huang chu #eldarya koori #eldarya tenjin #eldarya miiko #eldarya valkyon #eldarya chrome

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fandxmslxt69 · 5 months

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weeee thank you for the tag @soft-girl-musings i know a BUNCH of other people tagged me in this so THANK YOU but also i cannot find the posts anymore so MY BAD

okay um .

rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it!

OKAY LETS GO there are a LOT (actually no there are not, but i WILL be including non-fic works too bc i CAN and i WILL) okay so im unoriginal with my titles, bare with me.

matt x muslim!reader

frank castle small town AU

boyfriend's dad!Marc Spector

Loki throne smut

darkish Jake Lockley <3

Moon boys x muslim!reader (part #something)

Loki Series: Original Timeline

Loki Series: Folklore Timeline

Loki Series: TVA timeline

Loki (Taylor's Version)

as for non-fic WIPS, yes I am still unoriginal with these and pretty much just use character names for my doc titles, idc:

Nawra & Dante

Farah & James

Zaina & Elias

Mafia romance

Firefighter Love Story (muslim edition)

Heroes & Villains (unoriginal)

Romance novel #50000 (academic rivals to lovers)

Fantasy Novel Attempt

anyway. as you can tell. I don't name things very well bc I never have the time. I just MAKE new documents to put SOMETHING down before i go crazy. BUT. BUT.

look at me go <3 this was actually funny bc going through all my docs and going "why the FUCK did i name it that what even is that ." was fun. anyway

THANKS FOR THE TAG LOVELY THIS WAS SOOO FUN (when will i ever write any of this)

OH RIGHT TAGS AHAHA

hmm no pressure lovelies<3: @divine-knight-hand @romanarose @hon3yboy @the-lady-amphitrite um i dont have a lot of other friends also i have the memory of a goldfish.

KISSES <3

#moots <3 #tag game #this was fun !!!#painful. but fun !!#i didnt have enough fic WIPS so i had to improvise #clem talks <3 #writing

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ranianawra · 1 year

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Thought on: Marriage

“Sebuah upaya mengurai segala hal yang mampir ke pikiranku tentang pernikahan. Tentu saja, bukan karena akan segera menikah dalam waktu dekat :) “-Rania Nawra-

Disclaimer: Apa yang aku tulis disini adalah apa yang aku pikirkan di saat ini, yang tentunya, masih sangat bisa berubah di masa yang akan datang. Hopefully, kalau pun ada yang berubah, kearah perspektif yang lebih wise yaa. Plus, it’s going to be long story. Anyway, selamat membaca!

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Dalam beberapa waktu terakhir, aku banyak memikirkan dan mengobrolkan topik pernikahan, dengan teman maupun keluargaku. Sebagai manusia yang sudah ‘melewati milestone kuliah dan memasuki milestone bekerja, tentunya diskusi tentang hal ini tidak bisa dihindari. Dan gabisa disebut “ngebet nikah ya lu” juga kalo sering ngobrolin ini, karena obrolan ini bukan lagi obrolan anak belasan tahun yang pandangannya tentang pernikahan masih sepolos itu.

I am 22 going on 23 this year, dan ketahuilah guys, waktu aku ada di usia ‘Sixteen going on Seventeen’ yang kaya judul lagu itu, 23 adalah usia dimana aku ingin menikah. Haha. Such a young age to get married, tapi waktu itu, aku yang berusia 16 tahunan punya alasan loh kenapa aku mau nikah di usia segitu. Dulu, kurang lebih aku mikir gini:

“Oke. Aku lulus SMA umur 17 tahun, lulus kuliah 21 tahun, terus kerja/S2, abis itu nikah di usia 23 tahun. Sabi lah nabung 2 tahun buat nikah”

This is a bit OOT, tapi sebagai anak kelahiran akhir tahun 2000, aku akui aku punya sedikit privilege usia yang lebih muda dibandingkan teman-temanku. Privilege yang muncul karena aku gamau ngulang TK B (TK 3 tahun) supaya umurku cukup buat masuk sekolah negeri dan akhirnya masuk SD swasta, ditambah karena aku ada di program akselerasi saat SMP. Jadi waktu itu, aku baru dapet KTP di semester 1 kuliah. Ga semuda itu, tapi cukup muda. Dan menurutku di level ‘maturity’ saat itu, aku ‘bisa nih’ nikah di umur 23 Tahun.

Tapi tentunya realita tidak sesuai ekspektasi. Aku memang lulus S1 di usia 21 tahun, tapi baru dapet decent job yang sesuai dengan career aspiration ku menjelang usia 22 tahun-tentunya, dan baru bisa nabung. Moreover, ternyata ada banyak hal yang terjadi di hidupku setelah usia 18 tahun, pilihan-pilihan yang aku pilih, dan tentunya, proses belajar dan maturing alias mendewasa yang bikin aku sadar kalau “Marriage is not that easy”. At least, for me. Well, everyone have their own perspective, right?.

Jadi, aku disclaimer lagi kalo tulisan ini bukanlah bentuk kampanye ‘anti nikah muda sebelum lulus kuliah’ dan lain sebagainya. This writing applies to MY LIFE. You do you, kalian punya cara sendiri buat menjalani kehidupan kalian, dengan prinsip dan nilai-nilai yang kalian pegang. So, no offense ya guys (Plus, menurutku perempuan-perempuan yang menjalani peran sebagai mahasiswa S1 dan juga S3 (re: Istri), kalian keren!).

Kembali ke bahasan tentang pernikahan.

Ngomongin pernikahan, menurutku ada banyak aspek yang menyusunnya. Tapi kalo aku boleh mengerucutkan hal-hal penting yang kudu dipelajarin dulu sebelum menikah, maka itu mencakup: ilmu agama, relationship-communication, parenting, dan juga finansial.

Kalo aku coba inget-inget, kayanya aku pertama kali belajar tentang pernikahan dan sebagian aspek di dalamnya tuh pas SMA di Pondok (Well, now I can proudly said that aku ‘SMA di Pondok’ instead of di ‘boarding school’ #characterdevelopment #kapankapankitabahas), lewat bab munakahat di Minhajul Muslim dan kajian nisaiyah rutin untuk santri putri. FYI, di kajian nisaiyah ini ada semacam modul yang disesuaikan untuk setiap jenjang dari kelas 7-12 SMA (atau kelas 1-6 Aliyah). Sejak kelas 10/11 (rada lupa), kami mulai ‘diberi tugas’ buat mengisi materi nisa’iyah untuk adik-adik kelas 7 atau 8, yang materinya dimulai dari bab thararah dan menjaga kebersihan diri dan sekitar. Meanwhile, kajian nisa’iyah untuk santri senior akan diisi oleh para asatidzah dengan topik yang lebih ‘berat’. Dan tentunya, yang dipelajari bukan bagian uwu-uwunya saja.

Di pelajaran fiqih dulu, materi-materi yang membekas di aku tentang bab munakahat justru materi tentang Talak. Iya, talak. Tentang bagaimana talak itu jatuh, apa yang terjadi setelahnya, proses ruju’, dan tentang kasus-kasus yang terjadi. Terus aku inget banget setelah dapet materi itu, aku mulai berpikir kalau “Wah, nikah tu emang ga boleh main-main” dan “Omongan kita harus dijaga agar bener-bener ngomong yang baik-baik saja”.

Di nisa’iyah, salah satu materi yang membekas buatku justru materi mengurus bayi (cara memandikan, menggendong dll). Kata para asatidzah, beliau-beliau tuh ingin mempersiapkan dan making sure kalau santriwati kelas XII ketika lulus, sudah tau (at least basic things) untuk menjadi seorang istri dan ibu. Soalnya, kita gatau jodohnya datengnya kapan. Jadi, tetap harus dipersiapkan.

Tapi belajar tentang itu di pondok tentunya ga serta merta bikin aku siap nikah setelah lulus SMA. Aku masih ngerasa ilmunya kurang dan butuh belajar, plus yaaa ga siap aja. Aku tahu aku butuh belajar, tapi di awal kuliah aku justru gamau sama sekali ikut kajian pranikah. Why? Karena suatu kali di semester 1 aku ga sengaja denger salah satu kajian pranikah (karena solat di masjid tersebut), yang isinya justru kaya semacam mendorong-dorong orang buat nikah muda (waktu itu aku nangkepnya gitu sih, but it can only be my assumption hehe).

Barulah di 2020 aku pertama kali memberanikan diri join kelas yang berhubungan dengan pernikahan, lewat salah satu kelas dari asrama RK, Kelas Cerita Menikah Batch 1. Setelah ikut kelas itu, aku beberapa kali ikut kelas sejenis, seperti FWMP Batch 1 (2021), Kelas Proposal Ta’aruf nya Teh Juan (2021), terus ikut Dialog Menuju Rumah Tangga ‘Diorama’ Career Class (2022).

Lalu, apakah setelah mengikuti kelas-kelas itu, aku jadi ngerasa lebih siap nikah? Jujurly, NGGAK. Aku justru malah jadi reconsider keinginanku untuk menikah di usia 23 tahun, dan berkesimpulan bahwa kayanya “This plan is not SMART enough”. Setelah ikut kelas-kelas itu, aku jadi kaya bikin semacam gap analysis dari ‘Aku saat ini’ dengan sosok ‘Istri dan Ibu Ideal’ yang aku bikin (Jadi, ini versiku ya), dan menyadari kalau gap ini ga akan cukup untuk dikejer dalam waktu 1 tahun (Aspek Time Bound di SMART hoho). Ada banyak PR yang harus kuselesaikan pada diriku sendiri :).

Wait, ini bukan PR-PR yang berhubungan dengan “Bisa masak apa nggak” ato “bisa ngurus anak apa nggak” dll, karena SATU, Hal-hal itu masih sangat bisa pelajari karena menurutku itu termasuk TECHNICAL SKILLS+ada insting seorang ibu pada setiap Wanita (katanya kan begitu). KEDUA, aku cukup pede untuk mengatakan bahwa aku bisa masak, sudah belajar mengurus anak (Well, at least a 9 years gap with my little brother helped me a lot on understanding how to do that, thanks to mengurus Azka sejak bocil wkwk), dan membantu mengurus rumah tangga, apalagi setelah ayah nggak ada.

PR-PR ini lebih berhubungan dengan Behavioural Skills, yang a bit more philosophical. pertanyaan-pertanyaan seperti:

“Kamu udah cukup content nggak ya sama hidupmu sekarang? Sebelum nantinya kamu melahirkan kehidupan lain yang mungkin akan sangat mengubah kehidupanmu?”

“Kamu oke ga ya, kalau kamu punya anak yang akan meniru banyak hal dari kamu, termasuk habit yang kamu punya sekarang?. Apakah kamu sudah bisa menjadi sosok yang akan diteladani oleh anakmu, dengan habit mu sekarang?”

“Apakah kamu sudah cukup stabil dalam menjaga dan melindungi diri kamu sendiri, sebelum kamu mempunyai sosok-sosok yang harus kamu lindungi?”

Dan berbagai pertanyaan lainnya yang membuat aku banyak merefleksi kembali kesiapanku untuk memasuki jenjang pernikahan. Karena jujurly, beberapa jawaban untuk pertanyaan itu, jawabannya untuk saat ini adalah : TIDAK/BELUM. Hehe :(.

Anak adalah peniru yang hebat. Sangat hebat. Dan tentunya, sosok yang akan banyak ditiru seorang anak (entah secara sadar atau tidak) adalah orang tuanya, yang seharusnya banyak menghabiskan waktu bersamanya. Contohnya, aku:

Bundaku sangat suka warna ungu dan spektrumnya. Sementara aku pas kecil lebih suka warna pink (wkwk just like a lot of bocil perempuan). Tapi lama-kelamaan, aku yang tau bahwa warna kesukaan Bunda adalah ungu, sadar ga sadar jadi suka warna ungu. Sampe sekarang.

Aku pas kecil nggak suka sayur. Tapi karena aku terus menerus ngelihat bundaku makan sayur dan katanya “enak”, aku juga pelan-pelan mau makan sayur, dan jadi suka sayur, bahkan sayur-sayur sejenis pare, jengkol dan pete WKWK.

Ya, pokonya intinya anak itu akan banyak meniru orangtuanya. Itu juga yang dimention sama Ibu nya Maudy Ayunda dalam satu satu konten mereka.

Dan jujurly sekarang, aku masih ngerasa ga rela kalo anak ku punya daily habit kaya aku yang masih banyak kurangnya ini. Misal: Aku pengen anakku kelak menyukai olahraga, tapi berapa sih persentase nya anakku akan suka olahraga kalo sehari-hari ngeliat orangtuanya mager dan sukanya rebahan?. Makanya, aku HARUS bisa memperbaiki habitku dulu. Entah itu habit yang berhubungan dengan kesehatan, ibadah yaumiyah, habit belajar, meregulasi emosi, finansial dan lain sebagainya.

Tentunya, aku gabisa 100% memastikan bahwa anakku kalo udah gede akan ‘jadi seperti yang aku mau’ karena pada akhirnya, it depends on them. But at least, aku gamau mereka mengalami kesulitan-kesulitan dalam proses bertumbuhnya karena pola asuh yang mereka peroleh dari aku sebagai orang tuanya. Makanya, yang aku lakukan sekarang sebelum memutuskan menikah adalah : memperbaiki diriku. Seenggaknya itu variabel yang bisa kuutak-atik untuk saat ini. Variabel-variabel lainnya belum ketemu soalnya. Hehe.

Aku ingin bisa menjadi seorang Ibu yang bener-bener bisa jadi madrasatul uula untuk anak-anakku, tentunya dengan ayahnya sebagai kepala sekolahnya.

Nah, cuma ternyata proses launching sekolahnya untuk penerimaan murid baru nggak bisa secepet itu. Kurikulum nya masih perlu disusun, tenaga-tenaga pengajar dan sistem sekolahnya juga. Nyari kepala sekolah yang bener-bener bisa diandalkan untuk menjadi pemimpin sekolah yang baik juga ga mudah.

“Terus sekolahnya bisa mulai nerima murid baru kapan ya kak?. Yang jelas dong!”

“Oke tenang pemirsa. Kami jujur belum bisa memastikan secara fix kapan mulai bisa menerima murid, karena ada campur tangan yang diatas. Kami akan berusaha agar sekolahnya siap taun depan di 2024. Tapi gabisa janji, soalnya murid baru bisa diterima kalau kepala sekolahnya juga sudah ada. Mohon doanya saja ya Ayah Bunda”.

(PS: Sumpa aku gainget nulis part ini pas ngetik wkwk, lagi ngantuk banget cuy entah kenapa nulis dialog ala-ala begini. Tapi gapapa deh bagus juga soalnya wkwk)

Intinya, untuk saat ini aku sepertinya masih harus banyak menyelesaikan corrective actions untuk mengejar gap yang ada.

“Kalo gitu terus mah kapan siapnya?”

Iya memang, aku banyak bertanya ke temen-temenku yang udah nikah yang bilang, sebenernya pun ketika mereka memutuskan buat menikah, mereka ga bener-bener siap 100%. Perasaan belum siap itu selalu saja ada. Bahkan Pak Sandiaga Uno aja bilang kalo beliau tuh dulu ga siap nikah (wkwk cerita Nia pas sesi meet sama warga grup manusia kuat weekend kemaren).

Makanya, untuk berusaha ga menjadikan alasan “ga siap” yang berujung “gasiap muluuuu”, aku berusaha memberikan due date untuk setiap corrective action yang aku bikin. Supaya goalnya juga SMART ya wak, wkwk.

“Wah kapan tu due date nya”

Hooo tentu saja rhs alias rahasia. Bukan karena apa-apa, Cuma takutnya entar kalo action nya udah overdue aku dikejer-kejer lagi sama auditor T.T hehe becanda. Ya pokonya aku berusaha menyelesaikan actions yang ada sebelum due date lah. Due date di usia yang tadinya aku jadikan usia ‘target menikah’ ku, tapi setelah dipikir-pikir jadi due date corrective actions aja. Soalnya gatau realisasi ‘menikah’ nya kapan. Lagian juga doi nya belum ada, dan bersyukur juga sii belum ada disaat sekarang. Mungkin Allah mau aku lebih fokus mengejar gap yang ada karena tahu ciptaannya yang satu ini gampang oleng kalo jatuh cinta :).

Sebagai penutup, aku mau sedikit ngasi tulisan buat future partner (wkwkwk uhuk uhuk).

“Ya pokonya siapa pun kamu nanti, entah sekarang tuh kita udah pernah ketemu atau belum sebelumnya, semoga sebagaimana aku yang sedang berusaha mempersiapkan dan memantaskan diri (hah ko aku geli sendiri nulis begini, tapi tetep dilanjutin), kamu juga sedang melakukan hal yang sama. Semangat calon kepala sekolahku. Mari kita menikah dalam pernikahan yang berilmu :)

Dan buat future children:

“Dear my future children, now I’m trying hard to love and prepare myself, so when you come to me in the future, I will embrace and love you with a full heart”

Benar-benar tulisan random semoga ga banyak yang baca T.T

Sumbawa, 9 Februari 2023

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naciela · 1 year

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Happy New Year y'all

I know we should celebrate but here I was making angst because of an audio. Hope you all like it.

Raafa go talk to his dying mother when he was 6

#my art #tradisional art #arcana oc #raafa #arcana apprentice #raafa al-hanna #Lien hua #Nawra #Oc #My ocs

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silkoodles · 2 years

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another style exploration for my character (renamed) Nawra. Im going to choose one of these and develop it more and decide which one will be her game sprite outfit. Its cute but i didnt realize i color coded them till i got through the first 4 so i just made the last one a yellow outfit.

#original character #oc #character design #visual novel development #game dev update #concept art #fashion #it is very late i am very tired #art tag

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mauvelilywilliams · 10 months

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Pinned Post

This is the writer blog of @sapphireraeburn

I write creepy Supernatural Fantasy and action-packed Space Fantasy.

I currently have two projects going on right now. * Anamcael * Skyline Spirits Update: February 23, 2024 I have been working on both of these for a bit. If you've been following me, you know that I was focusing on Skyline Spirits. But, I am still tweaking the story a bit. It's a long series and it's taking me a bit to tweak a large element that I'm wanting to modify. So, I'm focusing most of my writing efforts at the moment on rewriting Anamcael. It's gone through the most drafts and is the closest to completion. More info under the cut.

---- Anamcael: Space Fantasy - focused on the space station: The StarAqui, and the planet Anamcael. Genre: Action Thriller with a Romance subplot Includes: LGTBQ+, Reincarnation, Aliens, Aliens based on Mythological creatures, Elemental Magics, Laser Guns, Psychic Abilities, and more. When Silver, the wolf, destroyed the Wormhole Gem of the Empar people, all she cared about was saving her partner. But what resulted in her death, also resulted in both the Space Peoples and the Empar in hunting for her reincarnation in order to control or prevent the recreation of the dangerous device. - Carmen, the human reincarnation of Silver, lives a life trying to hide her past life identity. But when her best friend comes up missing after a brief encounter with the deadly 'Storm', it sets off the hunt for Silver again and an inside look into the horrors this government has been conducting in an effort to survive the renewing war with the Empar brewing on the horizon. ---- Skyline Spirits: Post-Apocalyptic Supernatural Fantasy Genre: Action Thriller Includes: LGBTQ+, Reincarnation, Ghosts, Monsters, Elemental Magics, and more. Back when the world was healthy, and cities were thriving, Spiro - the Guardian Spirit of Souls, was living the good life of a magical crow. But when the sky exploded, Spiro gave his life to protect his sister Nawra. - 'Die', the human reincarnation of Spiro, hardly has any access to the guardian powers that his previous self had, but when ghosts and monsters start popping up under his Element, he has no choice but to figure out how a human can do a Guardian Spirit's job, especially the job of the Grim Reaper, or else the last known living area on Earth may crumble.

#spiro #my spiro story #horror #fantasy #supernatural #pinned post #writing #web serial #original fiction #anamcael #space fantasy

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apompkwrites · 1 year

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threats against the asims || kalim al-asim

masterlist characters: kalim (platonic) genre: angst contains: kidnapping/assassination attempts (mentioned), guilt/self-deprecation, foreshadowing hehe, lots of new characters bc the asims have 32 CHILDREN summary: the asim name comes with some setbacks. it usually involves the oldest sibling. so why does your body seem on such high alert recently? notes: woohoo finally lil asim was long overdue for a new chapter :DD sorry for the names taken off like one website :// parts: [og post] | [previous] | [next]

typically, you didn't worry about the countless hardships that befell you and your siblings all because of your family name. you didn't have to worry about all of that because, despite being a part of the asim family, the threats didn't involve you. more often than not, they involved the eldest son, kalim, and, on rare occasions, the youngest twins, nawra and rawda.

they were the most logical victims in your family, more so kalim than the twins considering he was the heir of the family. the tendency of kalim to fall victim to these threats and dangers had caused your parents to be extra cautious with him, doting on him every second of the day.

meanwhile, the rest of your siblings sat in the middle of all of the chaos, torn between being relieved that your brother would be safe and sound at the end of the day and jealous, a feeling that often made you feel sick to your stomach.

the jealousy made you sick because how dare you all feel this way? there was your brother, having been the victim of countless kidnappings and assassination attempts, and you had the gall to be jealous of him?

...deep down, you knew it wasn't because of the tragedies that seemed to follow him. no, in fact, you knew you all prayed for the day your precious big brother who smiled brighter than the sun would get to live peacefully without worrying about being taken or killed in an instant.

what made you, and a majority of your siblings, jealous was the fact that your parents doted on him. the younger siblings never worried about that, not until they found themselves being replaced by another much younger child. but the older children were envious, the feeling bubbling in their chests and gripping at their hearts like snakes coiled around their prey.

you all wished for nothing more than to be loved and doted on by your parents.

but you knew you wouldn't get that. not unless...

it was quite common for qamar and hala to wake up in the middle of the night in search of you. ever since they had caught you sitting on one of the windowsills, staring out into the night sky as the sounds of kalim and your younger siblings sneaking out faded into the distance, the twins had made it their mission to sit with you until they passed out.

they were always drawn to the moon and stars. that's what you told yourself. that's why they sought to find you in the late hours of the night.

and you didn't mind that. even if they didn't come here for you, they were here. they were curled up by your side, squeezed against you to fit on the windowsill with their hands gripping your pajamas and their heads laying against you. you would have your arms wrapped around them, lightly stroking your thumbs against their hair that would no doubt be tangled and messy by the time they woke up in their beds.

but this night, when they had found their usual spots in your arms, was much different than the others.

you didn't feel relief with a little twinge of doubt in your body. no, there was no relief to be felt at all. instead, your anxiety spiked, your heart and stomach feeling as if they were being squeezed and twisted in your body.

you didn't hear kalim that night. it was oddly quiet and that only added to the dread building in your stomach.

"(name)..." qamar's quiet whine was enough to pull your attention elsewhere. you glanced down at him, letting your fingers comb through his hair.

"i thought you were still asleep," you whispered to him, smiling softly when he nuzzled further into your side.

"you're shaking..." he muttered into your clothes, clutching at the cloth as if to steady you. "are you cold...?"

"no," you responded, hoisting the twins in your arms, the entire situation comical to watch considering the twins were very close in age to you. hala, still sound asleep, tucked her head into your shoulder and wrapped her legs around your waist. meanwhile, qamar, still sluggish and tired, managed to stand beside you and walked as you headed back to their room. "but, it's probably best to head back now."

"m'kay," qamar yawned, leaning more into your side with each step.

in hindsight, you probably should have trusted your gut that night.

faraj was one of the older siblings you felt you could turn to in your house. maybe it was because he wasn't one of the oldest but also because his entire demeanor was welcoming.

of course, you didn't like bothering him with anything. no, just sitting in his room as he read a book was enough for you. sometimes, he would mutter the words out loud and you'd listen to his voice fill the quiet room.

you usually found solace and peace during these times. but not today. you didn't know what it was but you had the same twisting feeling in your gut that told you something was wrong. something was wrong and you had no idea what it was.

"(name)?" much like that night on the windowsill, faraj called out to you in the same way that qamar did, albeit without the sleepy tone. his book was partly closed, his thumb keeping his spot marked. "something's bothering you. what's wrong?"

"huh?" unlike that night, faraj's words weren't enough to distract you from the twisting feeling in your gut. "uh, just not feeling good... that's all."

"you're feeling sick? do you need to see mahdi?" faraj questioned, slipping his bookmark in between his pages and placing his book on his bed. "i'm sure he has some things that'll make you feel better."

"no!" you yelped, jumping to grab onto faraj before he could leave. "no, no, no... i'm... i'm fine. just need some rest is all."

faraj stared at you for what seemed like minutes. he stared as if he were picking apart each and every lie you had told him over the years, starting with this very one. it wasn't until he let out a resigned sigh and trudged back to his bed did you let yourself relax as much as you could.

"if you're sure," he huffed, burying his face back in his book. granted, his eyes didn't seem to be fully reading the words on the page.

in hindsight, you probably should have let faraj take you to mahdi.

the night was quiet again. the twins had yet to make their appearance, so you were left all alone to revel in the silence. it was surprisingly calming, a welcome difference compared to the sinking feeling in your gut that had been a constant ever since that night.

it was so dark that you didn't even notice the person outside the window, staring at you.

it only allowed them the perfect opportunity to--

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