adults and children alike

“Here Comes Santa Claus” by Elvis Presley (Day 12 of 31)

For @leviprime because one chapter with the Goofs and Mallards wasn’t enough. And for @historian-in-pearls because she loves Max as much as I do. 


Max had been worried that next to Santa Claus, the Darkwing trio wouldn’t get as much attention as they were warranted.

It was Santa Claus after all. (Technically, it was Goofy dressed up as Santa in a red suit and fake beard, but the kids who’d come to the party with their parents didn’t know that.)

But Darkwing Duck, sidekick Launchpad McQuack, and apprentice Quiverwing Quack each managed their own impressive queues. No one would ever beat out Santa, of course, and Goofy was a natural at the role, having played it on multiple occasions when Max had been younger. Children and adults alike lined up to sit on Santa’s lap and express their Christmas wishes. Goofy was, naturally, equally attentive to everyone regardless of age.

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Van Gogh Alive – The Experience

Venture into an exciting new world; forego all preconceived ideas of traditional museum visits, dispel all notions of tiptoeing through silent art galleries to view masterpieces from afar, change how you engage with art. Vitalise your senses and challenge your beliefs in a completely unique, stimulating Van Gogh exhibition experience.

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From an aspiring artist to an inspiring figure, thank you for the smiles, the laughs, the tears. For showing us the shared human emotions present in all of us, transcending language, culture, and time. For starting a legacy and inspiring generations of children and adults alike. Happy 116th Birthday to one extraordinary dreamer.

Walt Disney (December 5, 1901 - December 15, 1966)

  • What I say: I'm fine
  • What I mean: Adventure Time, in terms of handling and presenting complicated themes in a way that's accessible to children and adults alike, is one of the best examples in current media. Very few shows labeled as children's media are willing and able to handle themes such as self-acceptance, aging, growing up, loss, mental illness, the struggle between security and isolation, imperfection, spirituality, and accepting others (and even more) without being oversimplified or melodramatic. Not only that, the world that it's built is at once fantastical, beautiful and weird, and yet it feels like home. While the show definitely has its flaws and its flop episodes it is extremely underrated and should be given much more respect and credit than it gets.
Inconsistencies in Harry Potter Movie Worldbuilding

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SPELLS

  • Books: Every spell has a specifically designed form and function. For example, Rictusempra is a Tickling Spell. Movies: Many spells - including Rictusempra, Expelliarmus, and the majority of spells cast at the Department of Mysteries in Order of the Phoenix - are indiscernible in effect beyond ‘FLASH-BANG-SOMEONE FLIES BACK TWENTY FEET.’
  • Movies: In the beginning of Prisoner of Azkaban, Harry performs underage magic in the from of Lumos. He is later expelled for performing… underage magic.
  • Books: Non-verbal spells are difficult and take a long time to learn. Movies: Everyone seems to do them often and with little difficulty.
  • Books: Wandless magic is almost never shown at all, unless cast by accident or by a very powerful wizard. Movies: Hermione (and possible other characters) is shown doing wandless magic.
  • Books: Expecto Patronum produces an animal shaped avatar, which can charge down Dementors and the like. Movies: Sometimes they’re just a big burst of light. Sometimes they take animal form. Sometimes they do something indistinct and leave trails behind.

DEATH

  • Books: Avada Kedavra kills instantly and leaves an untouched corpse behind. Movies: Bellatrix Lestrange and Voldemort both appear to… explode. Despite the fact that previous victims of the same spell, in previous movies, did not explode.

CLOTHES

  • Books: Unlike the younger generation during vacation time, many wizards are portrayed as completely oblivious of Muggle clothing. Robes are the norm for school and work. Movies: Children and adults, Pureblood and Muggleborn alike, wear Victorian-style or modern Muggle clothing.

TRANSPORTATION

  • Books: Apparition is simple teleportation from Point A to Point B. Movies: There is a lot of unexplained [EDIT] VFX and SFX involved. Shwoop. Fwoop. Doop.
  • Books: Voldemort flies without a broom, to the shock and horror of the Order. Movies: Apparently all the Death Eaters can fly, and do so while trailing copious… black smoke?
  • Books: Hermione states approximately nine thousand times that Apparition inside Hogwarts is impossible. Movies: Except for Snape, apparently.

ANIMAGI

  • Books: Animagi change in and out of their animal forms with all of their clothes. Consistently. Movies: In Chamber of Secrets and Prisoner of Azkaban, McGonagall, Sirius, and Peter change into human form with clothes on. Then Peter changes into Wormtail and leaves his clothes behind. After which Sirius changes into Padfoot and his clothes transform with him. Then in Order of the Phoenix Sirius changes into human form sans clothes again. -_-’

WEREWOLVES

  • Books: Sirius knows that Lupin has no control over his transformation, and instantly tells the kids to run. Movies: Sirius very pointlessly urges Lupin to resist the change.
  • Books: A normal wolf with a few minor differences. Movies: Two-legged chihuahua of death.

DEMENTORS

  • Books: They wear hoods, glide across the ground, and cannot fly. Movies: They sometimes have hoods. Sometimes not. Sometimes they fly. Sometimes they do not.

PENSIEVES

  • Books: A Pensieve shows an individual’s memories and the surrounding setting. Movies: Snape’s memories in Deathly Hallows Part 2 somehow include events he was not present for.

FIRE-CALL

  • Books: It’s a person’s head popping out of the fire. That’s it. A fire, and their head. Movies: They did it twice, and both closer resembled Calcifer from Howl’s Moving Castle than a fire-call.

“The Candy Man”

Personality: “Sweet”, Cheerful, Optimistic, Enthusiastic, Sadistic

“The Candy Man” is exactly what he is, someone who sells candy; AND someone who is completely made of candy. He goes around on his bright candy cart to sell( and sometimes give away) candy and deliver smiles upon good Children and adults alike! However, the Candy man is not only there to give ALL children smiles. He spares the good children or even reward them free candy while he punishes the bad children by turning them into candy through eating the candy they purchased. He then adds the “new” candy to his products to seel. Most occasions depending on their misdeeds, he would eat them, but not without making them go through a living hell…

FUN FACT: All of his products are his own candy parts, he bleeds caramel, he smells like candied cookies! >w< he is a real “sweetheart”.

maple mary [stan uris x reader]

summary: stan confeses his feelings but richie ruins everything

a/n: this is written for @superwolfiestar ‘s “Beauty and the Beast Halloween prompt challenge”! this is day 10 and prompt haunted mansion. Also, I used @horrificmemes
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MASTERLIST.

There are several places in Derry that spike fear into children and adults alike: deep forest spots that seep with dazing scents, where trees are so high they block the sun, waters, overflowing and so powerful that only God knows where they would take one if that one was so unlucky to get sucked in, abandoned buildings as old as Derry itself, or random places of killings riddled with ghost stories that only younger half of the population actually believe. 29 Neilbolt Street is one of those locations, and one you and the Losers are now accustomed to very well, and the other is a house down Maple road, a large abandoned brick building with wines growing through its windows like pretty flowers in spring.

“—That’s bullshit. There’s no way Maple Mary is haunted.” Eddie mumbles into his cereal; the lights of late Fall morning shine through the window. A couple of brown and yellow leaves dance in the chilly wind. Eddie’s house is mostly quiet, only his mother is watching the morning program on the TV in the living room, while you, Stan and Eddie eat in sleepy silence. Richie is still snoring upstairs. No one dared to wake him. Mostly because no one wanted to deal with his whining.

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Silent is the Sea | SICHENG

Genre: mermaid!au | fluff | angst

Member: Sicheng / Reader

Word Count: 6,800+

Note: a collaboration with the wonderful @tenpioca, check her version out here


Mermaids are liars. They’ll manipulate you until you brandish your hand of your own accord, happy for them to pull you under with cruel mirth.

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The Disney That Almost Was: Port Disney/DisneySea 


From Port Disney’s preliminary master plan, which was released to the media in July of 1990:


Oceania, the architectural focal point of the park, would rise above the center of DisneySea in a series of futuristic bubbles, luring guests to a fascinating evolutionary journey through the world’s seas. Guests would walk through a state-of-the-art, two story aquarium.


The curious (could then exit Oceania and) … journey into the 21st century, visiting a Future Research Center where scientists from the world’s leading institutions would come together to conduct oceanographic stidies, in much the same fashion as researchers now gather at the “Living Seas” and “Land” pavilions at Epcot Center in Walt Disney World. Adults and children alike would learn about the ocean and its diverse marine life in a hands-on exploratorium.


At Mysterious Island, guests would discover the lost City of Atlantis on a modern version of a Disneyland “E” Ticket. Children could follow clues to buried treasure on Pirate Island, while the more intrepid might dare to board Nemo’s Lava Cruiser and careen suspended through dangerous caverns.


Aqua-labyrinth, a challenging maze with walls made only of water, would serve as the entrance to Heroes’ Harbor, where the myths and the legends of teh sea come to life. Here guests would find rides themed to the adventures of Sinbad, Ulysses and other storied adventurers from the past.


On the edge of the Bay facing downtown, a boardwalk would recreate the nostalgia of the Long Beach oceanfront in its heyday. Nearby at Fleets of Fantasy, a harborful of fabled and fanciful ships, including outsized Chinese junks and Egyptian galleys, would disguise exciting rides and dining and entertainment.


Shoppers and diners will be intrigued by DisneySea’s themed environments – a Grecian village, an Asian marketplace, a Caribbean lagoon. Here guests might be seen surfing, snorkling, or wading through tropical reefs teeming with fish.


Some will experience the ultimate underwater adventure – being lowered in a steel cage into a tank full of sharks. At the rim of the American continent and the Pacific Ocean, DisneySea will be a place of magic and wonder offering a unique entertainment experience.

I feel that, with all the deaths of wizard adults and children alike from the war, the Ministry would rebuild with a new department equivalent to Child Protection services. Where the Ministry would keep close tabs on the homelife of pureblooded, halfbloods, and half creature children to ensure then don’t grow up in suppressing, abusive, or unsupportive homes. As the war certainly left orphans in its wake, those children would need good homes.

Carnival

Happy birthday Bree! This is for you, ily and I hope you like it :) Its just pure and sweet Logicality fluff!

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Not a game anymore

After 10 years of being in the dark, memories of a tragedy rise to the surface of the reader’s mind and she is consumed with grief, anger and vengeance. But why is the monstrous clown awake 17 years before it should be? Questions are in need of answering and the lives of many other children and adults alike are in need of saving. It’s only a matter of time before the reader loses another close friend or worse. But does the reader have the willpower to confront the clown, or will her mind cripple under pressure?


Y o o o here we are everyone, the sequel to Just A Game! I was gonna leave this for at least another week but my fingers itched to get started right away. I hope you’ll enjoy this journey with me!

If you ain’t a clownfucker then w h a t you doing here? For real. I’m not even in the main It movie tags so…

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There was a total of 10 boxes of forgotten clothes, possessions and other miscellaneous things that you couldn’t even remember about and in the space of two hours you were working on box number 7. Inside were simple clothes that you must have had when you were last in Derry. Every time you grabbed a shirt or a pair of trousers you would unfold I and hold them up to see if they would fit, keeping the clothes that did in one pile and those that didn’t in another. You grabbed a woolen jumper and shook it open and were surprised to hear a tinker of a small piece of metal fall onto the floor. You frowned and discarded the jumper to the side and searched the floor for the unknown object. You stared for a moment when you finally found it.

Attached to a piece of velvety string tied into a choker was a peculiar bell striped white and black. It was worn and slightly battered, showing it’s age. You grabbed it and froze. You remembered something. Pain. Heartbreak. A friend. You shuddered and dropped the bell again.

“No…” You whispered. It was impossible. You stepped away from the damned bell when everything came back to you. The dare, the dead friend. The pain you had felt 10 years ago flooded your senses and tears had begun to threaten to fall because you had never truly mourned when you’d forgotten. One name now settled in your mind and you hated to think of it. Pennywise. The creature that had both frightened you and fueled your sexual desires but was also the murderer of your friend. Just the thought made you feel warm and angry inside. But no matter how you felt about Pennywise the dancing clown, you’d sworn to never return to Derry, Maine.

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And yet it wasn’t long before you found yourself stood in the centre of a very familiar town. Your rational part of your brain wondered why you would ever want to return here after what you had been through but a larger, more hurtful part of your brain gave reason; you needed answers. Why was the clown active so early? Why did he do what he did? And importantly, was there a way to save innocent lives from him? You didn’t want to confront him, to ever see his nasty painted face again but being in the town meant there was a possibility of running into him again.

You had decided to stay with the friend who still lived in Derry just a precaution of the safety of you both. They were confused at first when you contacted them, telling them about your plans to visit and they agreed to let you stay, even if they were a little unsure. Now you were sat in a booth opposite them sipping on coffee and avoiding eye contact with the friend sat opposite you. He eventually reached out and placed his hand upon yours and your eyes flicked up to his face in surprise. He seemed so concerned, his brow furrowed and his eyes wide.

“Hey, are you alright?” He asked softly, causing a shy smile to occupy your lips.

“I’ve had better times.” You admitted. Since you had left Derry, (mf/n) had been the one to keep contact with you after all these years whilst the others had faded away, annoyed with the way you were so distant in opening up to them throughout the ten years. He had now become the one you turned to about everything, no matter the physical distance between you both.

He brushed his thumb over your knuckles comfortingly.

“I’m sorry to hear that. I wanna help you if I can.” He said. You curled your hand round to squeeze his in appreciation.

“You can probably guess that my visit here isn’t just a random spur of the moment.”

Your eyes drifted to the two of yours hands as you spoke.

“I know it isn’t. It’s something to do with the disappearances, isn’t it? They’ve started early.” (Mf/n) pointed out and you nodded, using your other hand to bring your drink to your mouth to sip.

“I don’t know how to explain what’s happening without sounding insane. It’s why the others don’t talk to me anymore.” You muttered quietly.

“You can tell me, whatever it is.” He urged gently. You shifted in your seat again.

“Promise you won’t shut me out and call me crazy?” You asked meekly. He nodded seriously. You sighed gently in defeat. “Alright, I’ll tell you. Just hear me out, no matter what.”

And then you told him about the balloon the first time you arrived back ten years ago, the incident in the sewers, you talked about the times the clown appeared to you in various locations, missing out the details of you sexual activities.

“And then, the final night before I was meant to leave, It came again….(b-bf/n) woke up whilst It was…talking to me and he didn’t like that. It-It grabbed her by the neck and it’s jaw- it dislocated so far his whole face peeled back! And then It-It engulfed her entire head.” Tears had begun to roll down your cheeks as you relived the moment vividly. (Mf/n) stayed silent but he squeezed your hand comfortingly. “I watched her as she thrashed, listened to her muffled screams until she fell silent and her body slumped. And then it took her away.” You finished and sniffled. You friend said nothing but he stood up from the booth and pulled you up for a hug. You sobbed quietly and he rubbed circles across your back, no doubt drawing attention to you both in the diner. It took a long time for you to calm down and by that point a stranger had come over offering a tissue which you took to dab your tearful eyes.

“I believe you. There’s so many bad things happening here that it can’t be coincidence.” (Mf/n) said after you both sat down again. You offered a wobbly smile in appreciation.

“Thank you for believing in me despite it sounding so strange.”

“So…why have you returned here?” He asked cautiously. You breathed a sigh.

“It’s back, earlier than he should be. I wanna be able to help people from going missing, to stop the clown once and for all. Or at least, try to.” You replied firmly and he nodded.

“I will try helping you if I can, even if I can’t remember the clown.”

You smiled and finished your coffee off in large gulps. When both of you were ready to leave, you paid the bill and exited the diner, strolling off down the street. You didn’t notice the red balloon floating nearby as you walked away. <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>

Over the next few hours, you and (mf/n) researched all about the history of Derry on the internet, a better alternative to the library that you had refused to go near, even with your friend with you. It was easier to use the internet anyway to research. It hadn’t taken even a few clicks and a couple letters being pressed on the keyboard to find useful sources of information going along the timeline of Derry and explaining in full detail about what had happened through history.

However, as you searched in more depth on the subject, you came across a disturbing site known as clown sightings. It was a mixture of videos and photos of different people dressed up as clowns across the country chasing and scaring people everywhere they went; especially at night. It was also known as the “clown epidemic” and for some reason you had missed it being reported on the news the whole time. It was tradition, starting 10 years ago and now every year around Halloween clowns would appear everywhere to terrorise the country.

But as you searched through the sightings in Derry, you made the worst discovery yet; the clown in the silver suit. You knew it was Pennywise right away when the first image showed. He was unsightly tall, his hair a flaming orange and his make up so familiar to you that a shiver crawled down your spine. He had been discovered but it didnt appear as though he cared, even waving at the camera in some of the photos. (Mf/n) noticed your discomfort as you tensed beside him on the sofa where you were sat with your laptop.

“What’s wrong? Do you wanna stop looking at this?” His voice startled you, having you shake your head quickly in response.

“No. I’ll be fine, it’s just…this is him; Pennywise the dancing clown. (Bf/n)’s killer.” You murmured a reply. You watched as your friend’s face turned sour as his eyes cast back to the screen where Pennywise smirked back.

“Fucking dick. I would punch those fucking stupid rabbit teeth down his throat if I ever-” he began to rant but you pressed your finger to his rapidly moving lips to silence him.

“Hush, you know that would never do anything to him. He’s not human.” You reminded him. He sighed quietly, the annoyance burning in his eyes.

“I know. But he’s got the sort of face you wanna punch.”

Despite your everlasting ache within your body, you laughed at his comment and your attention left the laptop completely.

“You’re so weird.” You giggled and (mf/n) smiled goofily. It felt good to be in such company again, you thought. However, as the two of you laughed and joked with each other, your attention away from the laptop, you both missed the way the photo of Pennywise smiling transformed, his smile forming into a frown and his grip on the balloon string tightening. He was watching, always.

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Here we go fam we got the first chapter of my sequel to Just A Game! Hope you all like this haha as always let me know if you wanna be tagged.

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I Only Want You | Part: 1

Daryl Dixon x Reader | Smut Warning | NSWF | 18+ Only

Part 2

Request: Hey hon, can you make one with YN and Daryl were together and one day he out for a run and he brings a woman with him (he saved her) that woman start flirting with Daryl and YN get really pissed and end up with Daryl proving to that she is the only one (Daryl x Reader).

Summary: This one will be two parts. Part one we follow the reader as she awaits Daryl’s return from a run and reminisces about their last night together. Lovey-Dovey Smut. Daryl, Rick, and Glenn return with a woman who has been hurt who seems to have intentions towards Daryl. 

Part two is going to be about Daryl training this new woman and her trying to seduce him. Reader gets jealous and Daryl proves that she is the only one he wants. Part two is coming soon!

I hope you all enjoy it! 

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You impatiently ran your fingers along the chain linked metal fences as you walked yet another lap around the prison yard. Your eyes perched on the woods far off in the distance. You heart was pounding with nervous energy as it always did when he gone. 

Daryl, Rick, and Glenn has gone on a supply run to a nearby farmhouse that looked promising. You would have begged Daryl to allow you to come along, but of course he would have said no. The only time he ever allowed you out of these walls was when it was absolutely necessary.

You knew he was trying to protect you, you knew that. But, you still didn’t think it was fair that you had to sit here and wait on pins and needles every time he went off on a run. He knew you worried. You kicked the ground, squared your hips toward the outside world, and crossed your arms, thinking back to the night before…

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You had been actually in a very good mood for someone stuck in an abandoned prison with killer zombies surrounding you at every moment of existence. You had helped Carol with dinner, you always loved making sure everyone was fed and happy. 

You smiled happily as you dished out the stew you and Carol had created to adults and children alike. You were so busy dishing everyone up a bowl that you didn’t even hear Daryl sneak up behind you and wrap his arms around you. His lips came up to your ear and you sigh, moving your head further to the side, granting him all the access he wanted. 

“You look so damn cute sitting here takin’ care of everyone, Y/N.” He left a short kiss behind your ear causing delightful shivers to explode on your skin.

Your eyes returned forward and you saw Glenn and Maggie smiling and waiting patiently, you dish them up quickly as Daryl allows your body to move forward only as far as you needed it to to pour them each a bowl, before wrapping you back tightly to his body. 

He played with his chin on your shoulder, locking and unlocking his jaw repeatedly, as you served the last few people in line.

You giggled as his chin scruff scratched and tickled you, you moved your hand to the side of his neck and finally paid full attention to him.

“Would you stop? That tickles!” You laugh feigning a complaint as your eyes danced and sparkled for him. 

He wrapped your body tighter to him and swayed you around in his grasp, looking mischievously into your eyes, “Never heard a complaint before. He growled lowly and winked at you.

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Let it be gay!

As excited as I am to here the news about 8 seasons of Voltron and a PG rating, I’m also very nervous.

Like, the creators can slow down the plot now and work on character building, but they can also change the foundations of relationships.

Remember in Legend of Korra? She went from two straight relationships throughout the course of two (?) seasons then finally got to be with her GF for a grand total of, what…30 seconds?

And as awesome as that was to see, and groundbreaking for cartoons (really pathetic for a gay couple to be considered “groundbreaking” but that’s society) there was so much untapped potential for that relationship.

So I guess what I’m getting at is that Klance could happen. If that’s the case then we may see a slowburn romance build up as the series progresses, ending with a bonding moment of some sort (I would be happy but also pissed.)

Or we could have a relationship develop early on that ends (I would riot)

Or (and this is the worst) we could see the dreaded heterosexual ship build up. The pairing of Allura and Keith (cringe).

Now I don’t know what to expect, and I’m hoping that the writers will see and acknowledge the fans and the Klance ship (you may not like it but that shit is popular af) and work that into the series.

It would be so positive to have a gay romance that’s developed and explored throughout the series and not just as an ending scene, to show kids that it’s normal. There’s nothing wrong with not being straight. Two bros CAN be rivals turned lovers.

And as much as I love angst, it would be better overall to have a gay romance that lasts throughout the series. Maybe they fight and bicker a few times. Maybe they get in an argument that jeopardizes the mission. Who knows. The point being that they work through their differences and stay together.

All I’m saying is it that showing a couple of teenage boys in love and working together, growing together, over the series, would be a huge step in media aimed at children and adults alike.

Idk, I guess we’ll have to wait and see…

celestialxxxangel  asked:

Hello, Cross. I am really craving for a good Harry Potter fanfiction right now. Do you think you can share something? An except, perhaps?

Hmm I actually don’t have any new strictly HP excerpts to show. But I have a bit of an HPxHunger Games crossover fic with MoD!Harry I can post? I can’t remember if I already did but I wrote it a long-ass time ago and never really continued it, and it’s the only remotely HP thing I can find on my usb atm.

Here’s a bit of background first:

Summary: In a magic-fused Panem, tributes are allowed to bring a Contracted Creature with them into the arena… if they have one.  Harry’s not quite a Creature but nobody needs to know that, especially when the little Mockingjay girl he took under his wing five years ago volunteers for the Games in the place of her sister.  In the past, he’s kept out of human business for the most part – saves him grief in more ways than one in the long run – but the Capitol sickens even him, and when it threatens the few things he still cares about, Harry decides it’s time to return to the battlefield.

*Contracted Creature – A magical creature partnered with a human for a certain amount of time, agreed upon by both creature and human.  During that time, human is sworn absolute obedience from its creature, while the creature, depending on its strength, might need to draw on the human’s energy to fight.  Mostly, contracts are allowed to form only when the human finds and defeats the creature in battle.  When magically bonded, if one dies, so does the other.

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history has never seen an event like the tragedy of Karbala. not because of the brutality, injustice, and oppression of it, but rather due to the commemoration of it. for over 1300 years, with the coming of Muharram, the lovers of the ahlul bayt (as) all around the globe don their black garments, spend their days in remembrance of al-Hussain (as), and their nights in mourning. adult, youth, and children alike are driven to the majalis of Muharram to communally grieve for the martyrs of Karbala, as well as for the state of their own heart and soul. every year, the remembrance of this story and these people doesn’t fail to bewilder us and put us in a state of contemplation and reform. how blessed we are to be able to honour this event every year. what a beautiful revival of the heart it is weep in this occasion. and how comforting it is, to know that no matter how hard and rusted our hearts get throughout each year, Muharram will come to cleanse and soften them yet again..

Beyond Reach [Finale]

Chapters 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 (Finale)
Words: 4k
Genre: Angst, Grim Reaper!Au, Ghost!Au
Summary: If someone could see what you could, they’d pass out. But you don’t blame them. Who would ever expect for a ghost, a priestess and a grim reaper to be together - much less be rescuing others.

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There are a few envelopes at your side. One is a card for an after-birth baby shower from Dahee. It’s decorated in shades of pink, supposedly the father’s favourite colour.

You’re reminded of the few days you’ve spent with the new mother at her apartment, how you helped her settle down and take care of the newborn. The child is healthy and has become absolutely adorable, sharing a striking resemblance to Jin. At every opportunity, the baby smiles and coos, her lips turning into a silly grin. You wonder if she smiles so much because she knows how much her parents love her, if she’s aware of how she’s blessed to have a father that constantly watches over her.

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