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nasa · 3 months
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Nora AlMatrooshi
Nora AlMatrooshi, the first Emirati woman astronaut, worked as a piping engineer before becoming an astronaut candidate for the United Arab Emirates. https://mbrsc.ae/team/nora/
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folkfashion · 4 months
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Emirati woman, United Arab Emirates, by Tima Miroshnichenko
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aestum · 8 months
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(by Itadaki)
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cutielando · 7 months
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always and forever ~ charles leclerc
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Summary: You and Charles have always been there for each other, and you will continue to do so always and forever.
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It had always been the two of you.
You had known each other since you were kids, starting as best friends and then evolving into a beautiful couple that stuck with each other through everything.
You were always there to cheer him up and make him feel better after bad races, he was always there when the hate from the fans was too much for you. You were a rock to each other.
Charles has had a bad year. Ferrari was doing worse than ever, he couldn't win races because of the car, people were putting pressure on him to perform and he just felt like he couldn't do it anymore without breaking down.
He's had his fair load of bad strategies, long pit stops, feeling like the team didn't support him and prioritized Carlos instead of him, overall just doing him dirty all year long.
It was now time for the last race of the season, Abu Dhabi. 
Like always, you were right next to your boyfriend, having taken time off work to make sure you could be there with him for the entire weekend.
You were currently in your hotel room, getting ready to go with Charles to the paddock ahead of qualifying that afternoon.
"I don't want to go" Charles said while he watched you do your hair, his heart swelling when he saw you wearing a Ferrari shirt with his name and number on the back.
"Why not? You love Abu Dhabi" you frowned in confusion, just now seeing how truly miserable he looked.
"I know how things will play out, so I don't even see the point of racing when I just now I'll disappoint everyone yet again" he shrugged, looking at his feet and playing with his fingers.
You put down the hair straightener that you were holding and stepped closer to him, taking his face in your hands and making him have no choice but to look at you.
"Mon amour, I know you've had a tough year, and nobody is blaming you for your results. Everyone sees that Ferrari is letting you down and they know you are doing the best you can with what you have. Stop worrying about what people are going to say and just go out there and do what you love the most. Race, have fun. Screw the results, I'm going to be proud of you no matter what place you end up on. But just go and have fun one last time this year and we'll come back stronger next year" by the time you finished speaking, Charles was biting his lip and a tear was threatening to spill from his eye.
"I love you so much, you know that?" he whispered and chuckled, his voice cracking at the end.
"I love you too, and I'm so proud of you, baby" you whispered before leaning in and capturing your lips in a passionate kiss.
Charles wrapped his arms tightly around your waist, pulling your body flush against his, wanting to be as close to you as humanly possible.
You were holding him just as tightly, your arms securely wrapped around his neck while one hand played with the small hairs at the back of his neck.
"Ready?" you asked once you pulled away, outstretching your hand towards him with an encouraging smile.
He nodded and took your hand, placing a kiss on the back of it.
"Let's go"
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The Ferrari garage was buzzing.
Engineers were running around, Charles and Carlos were deep into a conversation, Frederic was trying to keep everyone under control and you were just hanging around with Arthur, Charles' brother, shaking your head at the chaos that was the red Italian team.
"It's amazing hos disorganized they've been the entire year" Arthur quietly said into your ear, making sure nobody from the team could hear him.
"I know, it took a huge toll on Charles. He didn't even want to come today, it took me half an hour to persuade him to just go race and have some fun" you said, your eyes finding Charles every now and then.
He seemed a little calmer than he was back at your hotel while talking to Carlos, knowing that he enjoyed the Spaniard's company and honestly valued their friendship outside the track.
"I wonder if he'll stay at Ferrari next year" Arthur wondered, now also looking at his brother.
"You know he's still under contract, he wouldn't just leave them like that after 5 years" you explained, but on the inside you wished he would do just that.
Charles was one of the best drivers on the grid, everyone knew that. A lot of teams would love to have him in their line-up, including Red Bull and McLaren. You've spoken to Charles about potential offers and what he thought his future looked like, but you knew he would say loyal to Ferrari until the end of his contract.
"I know, but maybe he'll change his mind once the next season is done if Ferrari don't get a grip and improve, you know" Arthur explained, and you nodded.
"I hope so. We've talked about it, but he said he didn't want to think about that just yet" you said, dropping the subject once you saw your boyfriend making his way over to the two of you.
"What are you two plotting?" he teased, hugging Arthur before wrapping an arm around your waist and kissing your cheek.
"Nothing you should know" Arthur said, winking at the both of you before leaving to give you a moment before the start of the race.
You turned to Charles, studying his face.
"How are you feeling?" you asked quietly, taking a hold of his hands.
"I'm fine. I'm just going to go out there and drive the best I can, like I always do. Have some fun, just like you said. Have to listen to the wifey, right?" he smiled teasingly, the nickname making you blush heavily.
Charles had recently started calling you his "wifey" after having been together for 3 years. You often talked about the future and knew that you both wanted to spend the rest of your lives together and would take the next step when you both felt ready.
But what you didn't know was that the day might come sooner than you thought.
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Contrary to what everyone was expecting, Charles had managed to win the Abu Dhabi Grand Prix. He drove so well, like his life depended on it and you couldn't have been more proud of him.
When it was time for the podium celebrations, you couldn't take your eyes off him as he received his much-wanted trophy, holding it up in the air and blowing you a kiss once he found you in the huge crowd.
Before the champagne shower could start, however, Charles asked for a microphone, putting his trophy down and looking nervously at Max and Lando, the teammates he shared the podium with.
"Wow. I can't believe we did it. We had a tough year at Ferrari this season, not being quite where we wanted, but we ended the season on a high note and I want to thank every single member of the team that made this all possible" he said, putting the mic down to give a round of applause for everyone.
You followed suit, your eyes never leaving him.
"Secondly, I want to thank a special person, but I need her up here with me. Y/N, will you come up here, please?" he asked, the lights suddenly finding you in the crowd.
Your eyes widened, a heavy blush coating your cheeks. Charles' PR manager found you in the crowd and helped lead you upstairs towards the podium, giving you a silent encouragement before she let you step out.
The crowd was cheering when they say you standing next to your boyfriend, prompting you to give them a small wave before turning to Charles.
"Y/N, there aren't enough that can express how much I love you and how deeply grateful I am to have you in my life. You've been with me throughout this entire journey, 4 years now already you've put up with me. You know me better than I know myself, you always know what to say and how to make me feel better after a bad race, you're always there for me, cheering me on and supporting me through everything and I can't thank you enough for it all" he spoke, putting his hand in his pocket and taking out a small, velvet box.
Your eyes instantly widened and filled with tears, knowing what was about to happen. Your hands went up to your mouth, not believing it was finally happening.
"I never want to know what my life would look like without you in it because I plan on spending every second left of it cherishing you and being by your side. So, Y/N Y/L/N, will you make me the happiest man on Earth and marry me?" opening the box, you saw the most beautiful diamond ring you had ever laid your eyes on, making your tears freely swim down your cheeks.
You didn't trust your voice, so you nodded your head feverishly, falling to your knees in front of him and collapsing into his arms, holding on for dear life.
You cried into his shoulder, holding onto each other tightly. The crowd erupted into loud cheers, Max and Lando opening the champagnes and spraying everyone around them, congratulating the two of you.
You pulled away from the hug and kissed Charles, pouring every single emotion you felt in that moment into the kiss. 
"Do you want the ring?" his tone was teasing once you pulled away and he still held the ring in his hand.
You laughed, nodding and extending your hand towards him.
He took out the ring and gently pushed it onto your ring finger, it fitting like it was made just for you.
"I love you so much, amour. I cannot wait to spend the rest of my days with you" you whispered, bringing him in for another hug.
"I promised you always and forever, I intend to keep that promise"
And as you stood kneeling in the middle of the podium, celebrations taking place all around you, the only thing you focused on was each other, nothing able to burst your little bubble of bliss.
Your always and forever love.
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sir20 · 2 months
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A door at the Sheikh Zayed Grand Mosque, by sir20
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panimoonchild · 25 days
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Fight for them as they fought for you
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Mykyta Tatyanko "Zhyvchyk", a soldier of the 501st separate marine battalion, is still in captivity. He hit the front pages of all the world's media because he was simply helping the wounded during the shelling of the Mariupol maternity hospital. Because he just wanted to save someone.
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In Mariupol, Zhyvchyk provided moral support to the locals. Ksenia, a resident of the city, met the soldier when a residential area was shelled. That day, March 12, her family was injured and slaughtered - her 16-year-old son and her sister's husband were killed instantly. "I was in a state of shock: I wanted to commit suicide because half of my family was killed in front of me, and the other half was not sure if they would survive," Ksenia said. The young defender helped the woman to keep her morale up. Mykyta convinced her that she shouldn't do anything to herself because many people around her needed help. "You are needed here, let's go help," Ksenia recalls. Ksenia told Mykyta's mother, Larysa, everything in detail, and told her that she had become the heroine of a movie about Mariupol. She also talked a lot about Mykyta in the movie, but she didn't give them any details. They are still in touch. Once she said: "Maybe you will be offended by me, but now Mykyta will be my adopted son." And Larysa was very happy about that, because now they both pray for him sincerely. Larysa was also contacted by one of the guys who was in the TRO and headed the security of the hospital in the city center. In a conversation with the soldier's mother, the defender said that in Mariupol, her son shared his food and medicine with the residents. Mykyta gave away almost everything he had.
❗In these pictures, he is 19 years old. At the age of 18, he voluntarily chose the path of the military, which even before the full-scale war, he was in the east part of Ukraine. Mykyta has been in captivity for almost 2 years, so he is now 21.
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Please, share stories of our defenders in captivity. Many of them, including Mykyta have been there more than 2 years. You can only imagine what Russians do and tell them. Russians entertain themselves by breaking people, especially Ukrainians. They fiercely hate people who protect and fight for freedom. I hope our people find even more power in themselves to live through the hell of russian captivity. And when defenders all come back to their homeland, they will be themselves, in a healthy state like body and mind. There so many people are waiting for them. They deserve only good things after all of that.
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The gorgeous Frank with important message in Kyiv.
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expulence · 1 month
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♫𝐅𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐲♫
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luvyoursss · 3 months
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And i wonder..
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girlactionfigure · 1 month
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inatungulates · 9 months
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Arabian oryx Oryx leucoryx
Observed by roylesafaris, CC BY-NC
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nasa · 3 months
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Mohammad AlMulla
Mohammad AlMulla, born in Dubai, received his commercial pilot's license from Australia at the age of 19. AlMulla was a training lead with the Dubai Police before becoming an astronaut candidate for the United Arab Emirates. https://mbrsc.ae/team/mohammed_mulla/
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yourmoonie · 3 months
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Manifested going to 🇦🇪 (Dubai and Abu Dhabi)
(A success story part 1/2)
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Last year, I put Dubai on my vision board/manifestation list and let myself experience luxury in my imagination. I had no idea how I would make it to 🇦🇪 but I believed in my imagination better than anything.
Due to my SC being high and me knowing that I am VIP, I was also treated as a VIP wherever I went
Throughout 2023, I kept saying how much I deserved to be in Dubai, and well, in February of 2024, it got externalized in the best way possible.
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I went through specific and very interesting circumstances, but in the beginning, I was faced with challenges, but of course, I persisted no matter what. Personally, I am very stubborn and don't accept "no" as an answer from my 3D.
Some things I was also able to manifest while in Abu Dhabi and Dubai
- free rides
- new connections
- free dinner
- gifts and discounts
- a free drink
- had 2 different places to stay for free (so I didn't pay for hotels)
- a free pass to the lost chamber aquarium (Atlantis the palm)
- saw Burj Khalifa + was in Dubai Mall etc etc
- the privilege to be inside the BAPS Hindu Mandir temple when many people weren't allowed to go inside. Also , the prime minister of India, the head of the entire BAPS temple, and the King of Abu Dhabi were all there that day
And many more
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I am truly blessed to be living and experiencing all of these things
I am currently enjoying my other manifestation in Sharlm el Sheikh (again, a trip that I didn't need to pay for), but I will make a separate post about it
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molkolsdal · 2 months
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psikonauti · 10 months
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A Camel in Dubai, United Arab Emirates
Photographed by abstractaerialart
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thrdnarrative · 7 months
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A portrait of a father posed with his sandboard, used for sand dunes in Abu Dhabi, U.A.E.
Photographed by Mariam N'diaye [@maywest_]
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panimoonchild · 2 months
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Russian culture is genocide
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Don't forget about Ukrainian POWs. They come back to Ukraine and look like bones and skin. When we must pay for Russian prisoners to live in normal conditions. Please keep spreading our voices and remind the world.
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