Jan 21
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wait....what if i write a challengers au
okay its almost midnight and haku is staring me down like a freak but like. my iman has been super low since the start of the pandemic and especially since my hospitalization. spending so much time alone has been....very intense and there was even a moment when i questioned if i wanted to continue practicing islam. and i thought...who am i without islam? im just as ethical and kind, islam doesnt make me more ethical or a kinder person, but what would be missing? my sense of comfort and community mainly, my connection to something bigger, the love i have for myself through loving Allah (swt). but i can feel that im coming back to myself and my faith, and ill never be the perfect muslim but i am doing my best and that itself is enough. its always been enough. all of this is to say im excited about ramadan and am in love with being alive again
heres haku being a freak:
@vulgarflesh said:❝ i will come back from the dead for you. ❞
OH WOW!! HOW ROMANTIC!! Not. Die for me then. Honey drink the whole bottle of bleach and throw yourself from our third story balcony. Down you fall through our picturesque suburban life. Your neck cracks against the hot cement that lines the outside of our pool. The backyard’s topiary sprayed red with your love, pumping, unraveled, undone, undead.
Go ahead and do it all for her! Buy her the pretty dresses in the shop windows and the ball gown that costs an entire car payment. If you make her a martini whenever she wants it maybe she’ll give you a kiss on the cheek. Is that what you want? Affection from this doll - like gal straight out of the vintage magazines and sewing pattern prints? She’s everything you’ve ever dreamed of after all! At least for one night. Your dreams of a beautiful bride warps and distorts, changes each and every day. Cut and paste like a paper doll. Pick and choose her parts until she is sublime.
Right now she was crimson. Her lips painted a deep wine red, her dress was ruby and her diamonds glistened like the stars in the sky. J’s dainty hand was held in the man’s rough and callused palm. So small it looked placed there, pale and helpless. Her breath hitched every time Eddie spoke and she tried her hardest to not cry or scream or do anything offensive. So instead she fluttered her lashes, tear drops dry up ( When your smile is so wide and your heels are so high, you can't cry )
“Oh, um...well I can’t say you’re the first man to tell me that. Although you may be the first one I believe.” J finally sighed, watching her hand be so lovingly caressed. A chill shot up her back as she sat there legs crossed, stockings becoming increasingly more uncomfortable. Her lips upturned into a small smile, forced but as natural as it can seem. “Hmm~ What else would you do for me?” She pressed on morbidly. What else then. Hm? What’s bigger and better than coming back from an icy grave? Would you ignite a star in the sky and name it after his love? Would cause pain and misery for the masses who ever laid a finger on her, called her names or cursed her existence? Come on now!