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hijamaislamia · 15 days
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Hijama Cupping Sunnah Days | Dates (Lunar Month) | April (Shawwal) 2024
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_custom_heading text=”Hijama Sunnah Days – Dates April 2024 – 1445 Shawwal” font_container=”tag:h3|text_align:left” use_theme_fonts=”yes”][vc_column_text]April 2024: 17th, 19th and 21st 25th April 2024 – Thursday (After Maghrib Prayer to 10:00 pm Night) 26th April 2024 – Friday (Morning 08:00 am to Maghrib Prayer) 27th April 2024 – Saturday (After Maghrib Prayer to 10:00 pm…
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lazycranberrydoodles · 11 months
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i've been wanting to show off my crown prince design since november of last year lmao / follow for more xianle epic fail compilations
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girlinthetardis04 · 8 months
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My wisdom for tonight is this
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will definitely went from only hearing metaphors about animals shitting in the woods, to what ever the fuck hannibal was talking about, and given many of will’s responses only answer one part, i’m pretty sure he was also unsure of what the homosexual nonsense hannibal was talking about meant either
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b4kuch1n · 1 year
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langa special
#sk8 the infinity#hasegawa langa#kyan reki#renga#sure. every shrimp is a prawn etc#man. listen. langa is my core ''freaks make the world go round'' baby rn#I have like. a Thesis in my brain abt skateboarding and how its viewed in sk8 and like. deviancy and social norms and#the intrinsic relation between being cool and being a weirdo. gods I did Not shut up at mim abt it last night#or two nights ago. time is fake#fuckign brought up adam in relation to warfred bartosz too that was embarrassing#(for the record my opinion on adam is ''he is too rich and being less rich would literally cure him'')#but yeah I'm laying a bit of ''purposefully thick'' on langa here. its not that the boy doesnt know its that he doesnt care#guy who deals with anxiety by simply not thinking#every day in langas brain he walks into a room full of smashed cups and vases and he like. picks up a few pieces at a time#and puts em on the counter. hes been doing this for months#bet kid has set fire to something in a steel barrel at least once. langa youre a real one to me#anyways! the ''tastes like ant'' thing is real I just experienced it. idk why but I think? oolong caramel?#can smell Really close to the ant smell. it is Very weird#(I did finish that piece of cake anyway. paid for that shit)#last night has been full of events! that I am still digesting. theater very good. hangin out with friends very good too#heres to freaks. makin the world go round. gotta be weird to be cool!#have a good night! I pass the fuck out now. goobaba. tilt ur stage a little bit it makes a world of difference
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fili-is-gone · 1 year
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The Runner & The Lover (part two)
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Thomas' and Newt's story told in songs find part one here listen to it here
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seasideoranges · 21 days
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art block and depression beatin my ass right now.
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schumiatspa · 10 days
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Rafa and Carlitos are gonna play doubles at the Laver Cup and Rogelio is gonna coach them and be their head cheerleader like the good husband and father he is
In this essay I will-
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shopcat · 4 months
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one time my dad choked on a Thin 'n' Crispy dominos pizza crust and we had to drive him to the hospital and then 3 days later he choked on a meat pie crust and we called him pie crust for 3 years. we also called him flat ass dave because one time he told us he has to wear belts because his ass is too flat to hold his pants up and when he farts they fall down more. in the middle of that downtown disney thing in LA real loud
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hijamaislamia · 2 years
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Hijama Cupping Sunnah Days | Dates (Lunar Month) | June (Dzul qo'dah) 2022
Hijama Cupping Sunnah Days | Dates (Lunar Month) | June (Dzul qo’dah) 2022
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_custom_heading text=”Hijama Sunnah Days – Dates June 2022 – 1443 Dzul qo’dah” font_container=”tag:h3|text_align:left” use_theme_fonts=”yes”][vc_column_text]June 2022: 17th, 19th and 21st 16th June 2022 – Thursday (After Maghrib Prayer to 10:00 pm Night) 17th June 2022 – Friday (Morning 08:00 am to Maghrib Prayer) 18th June 2022 – Saturday (After Maghrib Prayer to 10:00 pm…
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itsthemxze · 1 year
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~ Frypan mood board ~
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z00r0p4 · 7 months
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I feel like my body could shake itself into a bazillion pieces at any moment
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darlin being on hour 31 of no sleep and coming home after picking up a shift for milo walking into sams (their) place and when he tries to help by taking their shoes off them getting kicked in the face out of pure instinct. immediately breaking his nose and sending him flat on his ass
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pinkfey · 1 year
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wip wednesday :D
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have a depressing oddly interpreted take on the taint affecting alistair and rowena 😘
The taint came for his hands first.
A side effect of days spent clutching a sword and shield no doubt. His veins went fast, running black and blue overnight. He didn't like looking at them, but Rowena traced them over every night. Hardened bones were next. Protruding metacarpals and thinned knuckles and a noticeable creak in the mornings. Then the pain began. The ache. Days where his joints stiffened to stone, where a grasp clenched too tight refused to come undone, where splaying fingers to their fullest extent proved too much.
Rowena often caught him staring at his hands in the corner of her eye. Busy hands, curious hands, hands made to fidget and gesture and move above all else, now immobile. His worry token went untouched for months, as did many of the things he loved to hold. Flowers in the garden. The mabari's paws. Rowena.
There was a time when Alistair couldn't keep his hands off of her. Affection of the physical kind was a bright and shiny concept and it took time for him to adjust. Rowena could touch him anywhere, after all. It came easy to her, the affection, the initiation. His cheek, his chin, his collarbone--anywhere would do. Eventually, he came to reciprocate. Tentatively at first, as if asking for permission, but confidence came with the security of her affection. Touch became a comfort. A hand around her waist, on her jaw, in her hair. Anywhere would do.
It couldn't have been more different now. He shied away when she reached for his arm to hold, twitched when she kissed his neck in the mornings. Evening baths became sparser until they no longer existed at all, and this Rowena could hardly bear--facing this truth that the old rituals had died, so she clung to the last of them.
No amount of massage relieved the pain, but Rowena would be damned if she didn't try. Nightly, he let her take his hands in her own.
It was a relief each time to see that despite the Taint, Alistair's hands were still his own, broad and square-fingered and devastatingly gentle. Calloused on the underside and scarred by his earliest days with a blade, too young and eager to know any better. And those nights by the firelight, nights where she took his palm in her hands and massaged the ache away, she could see that Alistair's hands were still freckled, just barely. The sun could still shine on him and leave honeyed kisses against his skin and this was one thing the taint could never take. No darkspawn could take the sun.
The night she realized this, she wept silently. She'd stopped him before he could speak, pressed his freckled hand to her cheek before he could pull away, and whispered, "Bathe with me."
Months later, the taint came for her.
For Rowena, it was her vision and it was swift. [reduntant fix this queen lol]
#in my universe the taint wastes away the physical thing you rely on the most#eventually everything is corrupted but it's always your most used ability first#so chronic pain takes alistair's hands and near blindness comes for rowena#spoiler alert unless in da4 they somehow resolve the cure for the calling rowena dies first <3 teehee#SO anyways alistair becomes a lil distant not because he's like. being cold with her. but because like#the insecurity of touch returned. the hesitation. asking if this is okay because of the unspoken recognition that the end is on its way#and he really doesn't know how to deal with that. never knew how to prepare for that#when he cups her face and sees the darkened veins on his wrists and all he can think of is how they can't have this for much longer#that's just!! a lot to handle!! and he needs the reassurance but doesn't know how to communicate it because he lost the ability to ask#aka touch#the bathing part is especially difficult bc ofc evidence of the taint's corruption had spread beyond his hands atp#and he'd have to bare his whole body in front of her and that's like. so vulnerable. when ur dealing w all that#this is probably rlly obvious but sjhdjhfhdjfhjd#i like having aging being a significantly important thing in alistair and rowena’s relationship#the tragedy of it all#how gaining weight and wrinkles is so bittersweet#because on one hand they’re growing old together and god can u believe they made it here#but on the other it’s the telltale sign the calling is nearing and it’s just like#okay how much time do we have left. how much time do we have left. how much time do we have left.#how can we enjoy what we have when we want so much more. gray hair and children and arthritis. we’re so weary and we’re so young.#tag game#writing*#x: a soft epilogue#ch: rowena cousland
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hikaru-hoshina · 9 months
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the evolution of the hikaru
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Went for a lil walk with my drinkie (lavender and camomile tea in my jack skellington cup) in the rain
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