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they should invent a yearning for love that is tolerable btw
#dark academia#classic academia#chaotic academia#academia#spilled thoughts#spilled words#noori rants#mine#noori tag
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Jaan toh sabko pyaari hoti hai per tu na Jaan se bhi jada pyaari hai
Ranjha Ranjha Kardi
#Ranjha Ranjha Kardi#Iqra Aziz#Imran Ashraf#Noori × Bhola#pak dramas#desi tumblr#desi academia#random rants#desi things#desi shit posting#rants n rambles#desi aesthetic#lyric aesthetics#spotify#lyric posting#love#drama#SoundCloud
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Blep.
SAME PErSON AS @anulithots
Welcome, fellow creature of nonsense. I write stories to make sense of reality, but as of now, all of them are in their "a full fleshed idea in my head but not a ton actually written and maybe the thing I'm betting my entire life on is not justifying the responsibilities I've avoided...."
Anywho. Any feedback or ideas are very much appreciated. My motivation is never consistent, but my need for validation very much is.
My name's Noorie and I'm closeted genderfluid and aspec. (Queer platonic) Pronouns - they/them/it/its/anything fancy and ridculous-still looking for something that feels right. Some random nonsense that doesn't belong on my other blogs mostly, along with the occasional witchcraft from the baby-est of witches.
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The Land of the Fallen Fairies.
A nature-themed commentary on the pursuit of happiness and fixing yourself to deserve that happiness, told by an overthinking, unreliable, houseplant narrator.
Zine
TW: self-hatred, suicidal thoughts, and self-deprecation.
This Slice of nonsense - Originally a Land of the Fallen Fairies blog, with the occasional rottmnt. This has evolved into 'rottmnt superfan makes an AU and 100+ posts with three followers (one of them being my sibling) and goes insane.' /pos.
Tales from the unknown - I needed motivation for school. Therefore a teddy bear uses statistics and probability to fight nightmares based on quantum mechanics
The librarian from the Writeblr Library, all my writing and marketing rants are on there
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also also, I learn either with a hyperfixated frenzy, where I'm hopping back and forth between different resources and story-fying it in my head, or with learning little things and getting better at that before learning the next thing, I do get overwhelmed when there is no structure whatsoever though, so for witchy things, I'll be doing it like that. <3
witchy youtube channels
HOW TO BEAT EXUATIVE DYSFUNCTION TO TAKE CARE OF PLANTS
Beginner practices for grounding and energies and suches and suches
Orchids
migraines
pictures
learning things
breath
crows
#idk#fiction#rottmnt#take care of yourself#unpause rottmnt#writeblr#tumblr is weird#self healing#self improvement#storytelling
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❣️- Serghei x Noori (Tell me all about em.)
Who is the little spoon? noori at first, but sometimes during the night serghei becomes the little spoon
Who sings in the shower? usually serghei, though he loves to listen to noori humming to himself
Who plays pranks on the other? both. noori is a perpetual menace but serghei's more likely to outwardly tease when noori's being especially catlike. his favorite thing to do is whip out the laser pointer.
Who is the one who listens to pop music? noori, probably. serghei's a metalhead. i'm sure they both bitch about each other's taste in music.
Who brings the other a random cup of joe? noori, surprisingly. serghei doesn't like giving his kitten caffeine because he likes him to be relaxed. however, serghei likes an irish coffee on days off. noori makes a mean irish coffee.
Who picks the cheesy movies for date night? noori. serghei complains about every single choice but is eternally whipped. what noori wants, he gets.
Who is more likely to feed the other in public? serghei likes to feed noori dessert, but rarely feeds him a main course because he can't stand being so close to fish. serghei lets noori feed him snacks throughout the day.
Who gives the other random little compliments? serghei, 100000%. he'll compliment noori all day long. however, noori's better at random and strangely heartfelt, subtle praises. they really get serghei going, especially when noori compliments his hair or his driving.
Who is always stealing food from the other’s plate? noori. serghei rarely wants anything of what his kitten is eating. the dhampir complains and insists that he'll order noori the whole menu if he wants, but that's not the point.
Who is more likely to let the other borrow their car? noori, purely because serghei refuses to let noori drive himself anywhere.
Who makes the list before they go grocery shopping? noori. whatever he wants, they're getting. serghei adds on his must have snacks, but the kitchen is stocked with noori in mind.
Who makes sure the other takes their meds when sick? serghei. as a dhampir, he can't really get sick. the rare occasions noori does get sick, serghei's a nervous wreck that won't let his husband do anything by himself. checks his fever every three seconds. makes sure he's hydrated. calls in paion because he's the best doctor he knows. when paion assures him it's just a bug that will go away with rest, serghei still feels on edge.
Who watches sports and has to teach the other the rules? depends. serghei's a hockey freak and noori's eyes glaze over whenever he's ranting about the latest games. however, serghei likes hearing noori talk about dance and gymnastics. he just likes being reminding of how flexible his kitten is.
Who pulls the other to their feet for a dance in the living room? serghei is more likely to pull noori in and request a lapdance, if that counts?
Who has to keep reminding the other to hurry or they’ll be late? both of them. they're both divas. serghei has to remind noori about reservations because noori enjoys taking his sweet time, but noori has to wait for serghei to pick out a suit and choose what he wants to do with his hair.
Who is the one most likely to get a tattoo with the other’s name? if serghei could, he would. however, he has gifted noori a diamond collar with his name on it, so...
#s; feelin like kelis cause a bitch real bossy#flwercrwn#THIS WAS FUN I LOVE VILLAINOUS RICH HUSBANDS
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in another universe yasmina would wander with her head full and chest bursting, her gaze downcast because even looking at the sky wouldn't help the air around her to feel less suffocating. she would wander out of her house but still consciously keeping herself away from basketball fields, and her phone would be deep inside her pocket but she'd let the vibrations of incoming messages go unanswered because she can't bring herself to check. she would wander, her surroundings quieting down as she sinks into her jumbled thoughts, whispers of frustrations ringing in her ears, curling disappointments filling up her lungs. it's unfair, she would think, how one day she'd feel like she's already used to the ache of heartbreak only for the next day to prove her wrong by introducing her to another kind of pain.
and then at the thought yasmina would raise one hand and places it upon her chest, feeling the faint thudding beneath her palm. she would lift her head, find herself standing by the gate of Mosque En-Nassr.
(the pressure inside her chest builds.)
it's almost time for Asr, she would reason to herself, deciding to take the remaining steps into the building. she would pass by people who look just like herself, wearing hijab and long sleeves, but also a fair amount of others who are dressed differently. yasmina would tug on her headscarf, thinking of how it makes her feel a little more complete on practicing her faith, while also lending her comfort with the way every wrap reminds her to present the best version of herself. to hold back or temper high emotions down, because people might say things they don't mean when they're too happy or too angry. too much of something is never good, her mother would say.
(sometimes elias jokes that perhaps that's why he's not good, because he's too handsome.)
yasmina would sigh, part at the reminder of elias' lame joke and other part because of the mess she would inevitably think of. she's lost her temper a few times, unfulfilled expectations filling her with a lot of feelings she might just drown in. she would glance at the people around her on her way to the ablution area, and wonder if their head is as full as hers, if their hijab amounts to the same meaning, if they walk in, answering the call to pray, with the same feeling of a chest that would have burst the moment their forehead touches the ground during the first sujūd.
(she knows the answer is no. everyone has their own approach to faith beyond the guidelines, their own meanings, their own relationship with the clothes they wear and the teachings they apply in daily life, but that makes her wonder even more.)
she would take wudu. she would fall in line with others, listening to the voice of the imam, gaze still downcast but now with purpose, fixated to the spot on the ground where she would place her head during her sujūd. the first Allahu-akbar would ring across the mosque, and for a moment the world to yasmina would be put on hold.
(she tries to grasp peace, to devote her attention to the words of prayer she murmurs low. but in her prayer, with the world fading and Allah being the only One she's directing her words towards, her heart aches with honest vulnerability that leads for the first tear to gather around her eyes. in the last tashahhud, as she sits and bares all the wounds she can't speak of and mouths the end of her prayer; Yā Muqallibal qulūb — O turner of the hearts, Allah — thabbit qalbī 'alā deenik. keep my heart firm on Your way.)
she would deny it if you asked about the trace of tears later. she would go to the bathroom, and spend a moment washing it off. her chest would still feel tight when she steps out, her head still as full, but there'd be a comforting feeling settling at the bottom of her stomach that wasn't there before: the feeling of being heard.
(she walks out of Mosque En-Nassr, gaze lingering over the carved name upon marble. nassr means a help. something she knows because one of the short surahs in the Qur'an is named exactly that. a small, weak smile paints itself across her lips, because isn't that what she wishes she had? a help, a truly listening ear, a heart that would try to understand. she considers her mother, but—)
"yasmina?"
yasmina would look up at the call, eyes widening slightly when met with aicha's tentative gaze. she would swallow imperceptibly, a shift to her footing like her subconscious is already planning for the inevitable escape. there's a million reasons why she should do just that. there's the movie thing, the whole thing with younes. there's the... the movie thing. and the heavy weight inside her chest that wants her to avoid any possibility of having aicha ask her that.
except aicha might not know. they didn't see her, after all. and this is yasmina's first encounter with her after the movie, if aicha didn't know anything about yasmina's cold shoulder to younes she probably wouldn't ask anything and yasmina really really —
"there's a nearby café that just opened recently," aicha would say, cutting through the intense debate taking place in yasmina's thoughts. she's been talking, apparently, and yasmina has missed most part of what she's saying.
yasmina would blink, and aicha would smile. either she doesn't notice yasmina's lack of attention or she's ultra-aware, and it's why she'd say next: "would you want to have some coffee? i could use a friend. my study partner bailed on me."
aicha would pat the bag she's carrying, as if to support her claim of the existence of this study partner. yasmina would squash the irrational thought that wants her to ask if the study partner is younes, and pretend to consider it.
"if you help me even in one question, your coffee is on me," aicha would add, lips slightly pursed and expression looking almost pleading.
(it reminds yasmina of the small moments in the past, memories about the times where she didn't mind playing and spending time with aicha. the pressure inside her chest builds, builds, builds, until—)
"fine," yasmina would breathe out, a small smile curling her lips. "i need to return before Maghrib, though." she would caution, and aicha would beam.
"not to worry," aicha would promise, and yasmina would fleetingly think of how nice it is, not having to explain or defend why she conducts herself a certain way. "shall we go, then?" aicha would ask, offering one arm.
yasmina wouldn't take it. but she would bump her shoulder against aicha's and snort a little at the latter's huff. they would walk to this café aicha speaks of, and yasmina would wonder if something more would come from herself later, about the heaviness inside her chest and the frustration that spikes up whenever she thinks of her friends.
(it does, after a few questions and the promised help and an unwarranted lingering glare from a man who passes by their desk. it brings up the unpleasant feelings back to the forefront of yasmina's mind and so she tells aicha, not everything but enough, the people she brings up nameless but aicha doesn't need names to understand her feelings, to relate to her frustrations, and it's... nice. it's a little freeing. it's a little relieving to hear the reassurance that she isn't unfairly lashing out about this. she doesn't stop aicha from ordering her a slice of sweetcake, halal, aicha assures, and even though the sight of brownies reminds yasmina of younes, his name doesn't get brought up today.)
#wtfock#yasmina ait omar#aicha noori#friendship#whew i was going to rant about the girl squad originally#but my need to make yasmina feel better triumphs over my ire
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So like who's watched 'Mad Dog' because...damn...this is some quality shit right here...
????,???,,,??????
#the tension between hari and minjoon...#damn x 1000#and my baby noori#and ex criminal whos actually a big softie soonjung#and kangwoo my godfather who just needs a big hug#?????#im so freaking invested and i need to rant because#damn#the actors#the storyline#the everything#im a puddle of tears and i question my existence#mad dog#kdrama#mad dog k drama#woo do hwan#ryu hwa young#yoo ji tae#kim hye seong#jo jae yun#gahhhhhhhhhh
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On Wednesday morning, residents of Norman, Okla., woke up to discover that their city had been littered with racist and anti-Semitic graffiti.
In front of a local arts center, a prominently placed sculpture of a young girl had been spray-painted to make it look like blood was pouring from the child’s head, the Oklahoman reported. The word “JEWESS” was scrawled across her forehead, and swastikas covered both her eyes. Two blocks away at an elementary school, someone had written that black boys “rape white girls,” using a racial slur. Meanwhile, at the headquarters of the Cleveland County Democratic Party, messages like “Gas the Jews” and “Hang n----- kids” were painted on windows and doors, next to swastikas and the words “Trump 2020.” A note tied to the door handle said, “White men have built this civilization. White men have been and still are the backbone.”
The collective damage horrified the community and brought one city councilwoman to tears. It also seemed to closely resemble a scene that had unfolded in Oklahoma City, about 20 miles to the north, just the week before. On the morning of March 28, Oklahoma Democratic Party and Chickasaw Nation employees showed up for work and discovered that the entrances to their respective offices were covered with Nazi symbols, homophobic slurs and messages like “White planet only,” as The Washington Post’s Reis Thebault reported.
Police now say that the vandalism spree in both cities was the work of one woman: Allison Christine Johnson, 45, who, during an interview with detectives, went on a lengthy rant about her racist beliefs and her efforts to “wake people up,” according to a police affidavit released Monday.
On Thursday, the day after the vandalism in Norman was discovered, Johnson showed up at the police department there and asked to turn herself in, according to court records obtained by KOKH. During an interview with investigators, she “described in detail committing all of the acts that had occurred in Norman and Oklahoma City,” police wrote. Detectives determined that her car, clothing and overall physical appearance all matched up with the suspect whom they had identified in surveillance footage.
Johnson “said that her intention was to scare Jewish people” and anyone who wasn’t white, the affidavit says.
In the newly released records, authorities in Norman also revealed for the first time that they had been fielding reports of “racial, religious, and ethnic threats” for four weeks. Written and spray-painted messages had been found at two churches, two public schools and two private homes, in addition to the arts center and the Democratic Party office, they wrote. Prosecutors have also said that the Junior League of Norman, a branch of the nonprofit service organization for women, was targeted.
“Every race but white will die . . . This WILL happen,” said one of the messages that police discovered, according to the affidavit.
Johnson was arrested on Thursday and booked into jail on $25,000 bond. On Monday, she was charged with felony and misdemeanor counts of malicious injury to property and misdemeanor malicious intimidation or harassment, court records show. Cleveland County District Attorney Greg Mashburn told local media outlets that prosecutors had weighed charging Johnson with making terroristic threats but ultimately decided not to because the law wouldn’t apply in her case.
“We started there when looking at the charges. We went to the statute, but the statute says ‘committing acts of violence to intimidate a civilian population,’ and she did not really commit an act of violence to intimidate the population,” Mashburn told the Norman Transcript.
“Absolutely hate speech, absolutely a crime, but not necessarily a terroristic threat.”
...Local media outlets reported that Johnson seemed confused during a court hearing on Monday and had to be warned not to incriminate herself. After asking the judge to explain all the charges against her, she was told that she was being charged with one count of malicious intimidation after allegedly defacing the driveway of a home that belonged to two Native American men and targeting them based on their heritage. “That’s just crazy,” Johnson replied, according to the Oklahoman. “I just put a ... swastika ... ”...
[Read Antonia Noori Farzan’s full piece in The Washington Post.]
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i am my father's daughter, of course i'm gonna suppress my rage and grief till it bursts and leaves everyone with my ashes
#noori rants#noori tag#no romanticism intended#light academia#chaotic academia#aesthetic#dark academia#light academic aesthetic#dark academia aesthetic#desiblr#romantic academia#spilled words#spilled thoughts#fathers daughter#indian aesthetic#female hysteria#female rage#rage#family#feminine rage#anger
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once i get rid of the inherent shame and aloofness in me that prevents me from truly opening up and living life itself, it's over for you bitches.
#noori rants#noori tag#spilled thoughts#thoughts#light academia#chaotic academia#dark academia#aesthetic
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I think everything I've done in life has been in an effort to be loved more
#light academia#aesthetic#dark academia#chaotic academia#light academic aesthetic#dark academia aesthetic#romantic academia#desiblr#noori tag#noori rants#spilled thoughts#rants
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i would kill people to be conventionally attractive im sorry
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I think there's always been an innate desire in me to be pretty. Ever since I was a child, my brain had been fucked up by all the overwhelming beauty standards. I remember seeing all the tall, pretty girls on the screen with their perfect teeth, bodies, and skin. I remember squeezing out bottles of cream, hysterically applying them all over my body for my stretch marks to disappear. I begged my mom to do something about the pigmentation on my knees and stomach so that they wouldn't look ugly anymore. I never went out to play because I was scared that I would fall and the cuts would leave marks on my body and my skin would tan. My resentment towards myself grew as i realized how much more there was wrong with me with each passing day. I cried into my pillow at night because none of the things i did gave any result and I would recoil every time I looked at my body in the mirror. I starved myself and ran during P.E. until my body gave out so I could look like the girls in magazines. It scares me now when I look back, realizing just how much 9-year-old me felt. In addition, I had no one to run or talk to because I never realized how wrong this was on so many levels, that I wasn't supposed to feel so wretched. Although I've grown up and know better now, the years of internalized insecurity linger and never go away. I still want to tear my body apart and dissect each part so I can finally, at last, understand where it all went wrong.
#beauty standards#female rage#female hysteria#feminine rage#rage#beauty#noori rants#noori tag#spilled thoughts#light academia#chaotic academia#dark academia#light academic aesthetic#desiblr#desi girl#desi teen#indian
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i've spent the entirety of my life trying to fit into the cookie cutter of someone else's ideal person, WHEN is it my turn to be adored‼️
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Im sorry im sure noori is/will be a nice girl in your story, i dont hate her but LIKE I JUST NEED TO RANT FROM MY PERSPECTIVE OK PLEASE dont hate me asdfgh but like DAMN GIRL noori who do you think you are.. you're a /new/ friend in an already exisiting circle of friends, you dont just invite yourself in, claim a boy say you like him and expect a LIFELONG 'friends' to just.. idk suddenly grow apart bc omg she likes him!! i get it it sucks when u trusted ur friend BUT COME ON NOORI KNOW UR PLACE
I DONT HATE YOU I PROMISE!!!!! its 100% okay to dislike noori because i havent exactly painted her in a good light :-) the pov is entirely biased but im hoping next chapter u guys will lower ur pitchforks LOL but yeah. she does feel this entitlement to jungkook and thats not fair. even if the oc and jungkook dont have an actual relationship (as in dating), the oc has been around longer. but that also doesnt mean the oc shouldnt take any responsibility bc she KNEW noori liked jungkook and still messed around with him. she shouldve been honest. thats her fault, i think. its obvious to me though that noori expects everyone to feel the same way as her. she expects the oc to want to be lifelong friends. to marry the first boy she sees in college. and that college will be as easy as high school!!!!! shes very naive and ofc this isnt a completely terrible fault but it leaves room for a lot of development and i can say she’ll learn :-D
#SO ITS FINE TO HATE HER#BUT DONT WRITE HER OFF COMPLETELY#leave a little bit of room for forgiveness#just thinking about pt 5 makes me sad#not for jk and the oc because theyve had their drama LMFAO#but its more about noori#she kinda has a meltdown#but i think things will be resolved by the end#t:ans#tra#q
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aw man i like oc and noori's friendship and I LIKE THIS JINJIMINJUNGKOOKNOORIOC SQUAD i wanna see more of it i hope noori and oc and make up and become friends again ;(
ME TOO!!!! right now it doesnt have much depth to it. they really dont hang out that often? noori parties a lot and the reader is a fucking nerd and is always at the library. but they’re friendly!!!!! so its sad to see their friendship go thru this. HOPEFULLY THEY CAN PATCH THINGS UP AND BECOME GOOD FRIENDS
#I KNOW U GUYS REALLY DONT KNOW A LOT ABOUT NOORI#AND THATS MY FAULT#SO ITS MY FAULT U GUYS DONT LIKE HER#BECAUSE U DONT UNDERSTAND WHY SHES BEING SO ANNOYING LMAO#and people who dont find annoying. this world needs more ppl like you#some of u are just so patient w her annoying ass rant LMAO#i wouldve been annoyed#but i know her so im not#THATS NOT SAYING U CANT DISLIKE HER#BECAUSE I UDNERSTAND IT 100%!!!!!!!#im just excited and hoping ull like her again after pt 5#t:ans#tra#q
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