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im about to meet tahereh mafi for real live in person like vis a vis and im still not entirely sure this is not just a dream
i already know im gonna majorly embarrass myself in front of her but it cannot be avoided i just need to accept my fate
i just hope i can get a couple of words out just enough to thank her for making my life a bit richer but i'll be content with myself if i just go up to her and manage to say hi how are you and thank you
update: she is super sweet!!!!
im about to meet tahereh mafi for real live in person like vis a vis and im still not entirely sure this is not just a dream
i already know im gonna majorly embarrass myself in front of her but it cannot be avoided i just need to accept my fate
i just hope i can get a couple of words out just enough to thank her for making my life a bit richer but i'll be content with myself if i just go up to her and manage to say hi how are you and thank you
im about to meet tahereh mafi for real live in person like vis a vis and im still not entirely sure this is not just a dream
i already know im gonna majorly embarrass myself in front of her but it cannot be avoided i just need to accept my fate
im about to meet tahereh mafi for real live in person like vis a vis and im still not entirely sure this is not just a dream

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not to be too "experience joy and wonder in the mundane miracles around you, ground yourself by being present with nature and the places around you" on main but every time i stargaze or correctly identify a flower or see an animal i've never seen before or smelled the air in a different place or tasted a type of food I've had a million times but trying it from a new place just to experience the difference, the will to stay alive to curate a beautiful life fills me to the brim.
Obsessed with the little illustrations in The Stolen Heir
I mean just look at this little guy. This is a little guy if ever I saw one
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Another Cardan Greenbriar fanart!! Wanted to challenge myself with this tricky lighting setup, i think it turned out pretty cool?

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šCardan Greenbriarš - In celebration of The Stolen Heir releasing today, hereās Cardan from the Folk of the Air series!! I LOVED that series so Iām so excited to read the next one!
Schoolgirls in Iran in protest against the regime sticking their middle fingers to Khomeini and Khamenei
The protests in Iran may have started against the mandatory hijab law and wanting justice for Mahsa Amini's death but now it has turned into a protest _ a war dare I say _ against the whole regime. People are just fed up with the dictatorship of Ali Khamenei and want him gone! They are chanting things like "death to the dictator" and "death to the Islamic Republic" in the streets. And it's not something new it's just for the first time we've been able to raise our voices and make the world listen. The mahsa amini tag has been trending on Twitter for days and Iranians are still trying to keep it trending so please be our voice and spread the news. Let the world know the real face of our government.
a portrait of Cardan in honor of me finishing the Queen of Nothing
āMany of my movies have strong female leads - brave, self-sufficient girls that donāt think twice about fighting for what they believe in with all their heart. Theyāll need a friend, or a supporter, but never a saviour. Any woman is just as capable of being a hero as any man.ā -Hayao Miyazaki
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but Iām a fire and Iāll keep your brittle heart warm | warnette
Juliette has trouble sleeping. Set after believe me.
Iāve been looking at the clock for forty minutes. I realize Iām falling back into old habits, counting minutes and counting seconds and counting tick tick tick tickās.
I stop myself before I spiral further into my own thoughts. I am not in the asylum. I am not in Oceania. I am safe I am safe I am safe.
I am sleeping next to my husband. This is the thought that keeps my heart from crawling to my throat.
Still, I am awake and he is not. It was a long day for both of us, but especially for Aaron. He works himself too hard. I guess old habits die hard, but weāre both working on it.
I crawl out of bed, careful as to not wake Aaron. I pull on one of his robes. Itās too big on me, but his warmth and scent keep me safe as I go down the stairs. We have lived in our house for a few weeks now, but Iām still getting used to getting so much space for ourselves. It hasnāt been easy, fixing a house that was left for ruin, but itās ours, so I love it.
One of the steps creaks loudly beneath my feet. I sigh. We need to fix that.
Today it was the doors that needed fixing. They were about to come off their hinges, and after a mishap in which my finger got caught on one of the doors, Aaron insisted that they needed immediate attention. Itās hard work, but I wouldnāt change it for the world. Knowing that every hinge on every door has been meticulously inspected by my husband to keep us safe makes this house the best in the market.
I quickly find my way to our small kitchen. I can still smell the roasted chicken we made for dinner. Neither Aaron or I had much experience cooking, but luckily, one of our neighbors was more than happy to help. That neighbor was Kenji. Aaron pretended to be annoyed, but I could tell he was grateful for our friendās help.
I start to boil some water on our barely-functioning stove. My tea wonāt be very hot, but Iām hoping itāll help with my insomnia.
I sit on the kitchen island facing the stove and wait in the darkness. Bring my knees to my chest and hug them to distract myself from the cold.
Iām about to jump down from the counter to get one of my mugs when the light flickers on. I donāt flinch, though. I know exactly who it is.
He sits next to me on the counter and rests his chin on top of my head. Presses a few kisses to my hair. āSweetheart.ā His voice is tired.
āDid I wake you?ā
He puts one of his arms around my waist. āNo, love, you didnāt wake me. I was just worried when I woke to an empty bed.ā
I rest my head in his shoulder. āIām sorry.ā
āDonāt be. Were you making tea?ā
I nod.
He hops off the counter and looks for a mug. He chooses a light pink one thatās slightly cracked. Itās my favorite.
Heās usually up in the morning before I am, so he knows how I like my tea. He hands me my mug. āHere, love.ā He brushes a few strands of hair that came loose from my ponytail away from my face.
I bring the lightly steaming cup to my lips and swallow. āThank you, Aaron.ā
His lips flicker to form the smallest and sweetest smile. āIāll happily make your tea every day until weāre eighty.ā
āI hope you do. And Iāll keep stealing your robes.ā
His smile widens. āI love seeing you in my clothes, so I donāt think that will be a problem.ā
I place a quick kiss on his cheek before finishing my tea. āLetās go to bed, then.ā
He places one arm under my knees and the other one behind my back, and carries me away before I can start protesting.
Our tired laughs make their way up our bedroom and well into the rest of the night.
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