#hijabi reader

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Muslim! Hijabi! R2! Reader x Attending! John Shen

An unexpected mentorship (and friendship) that was built on coffee orders, trauma codes, and tragic backstories

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Since Ramadan is starting, I'm expecting MANY hijabi reader fics to be made And to be tagged in ALL OF THEM. Get to writing guys !!

Love yall, Ramadan Mubarak رمضان المبارك 🩷

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just scheduled an ask for next month with more baby stark x kate bishop but I got way distracted and made this fun lil thing for all my fellow stark children!!!!

choose your outfit fem ver: going to some fancy gala in Milan with your dad (who has to make an iron man appearance)

copy of text at bottom of pic: Important note!! hairstyles can be any texture, color, or length (or can even be wigs) so don't let that throw you lol. Love you!!!

also all the accessories, nails etc are optional, you are more than welcome to mix and match or whatever you vibe with, THERE ARE NO RULES SHIRT BROTHER!!!!!

anyway lemme know if yall are into this and I'll make more!!! I'll do a masc/androgynous/not feminine version and reblog it for extended options. (also PLEASE let me know if I forgot to include anything in the hair/head scarves section!! I tried to get a good variety of hair textures, hijabs, and turbans, but I ran out of room lol. I DON'T WANT ANYONE TO FEEL EXCLUDED!!!!!! I LOVE YOU BABES!!!!!!!!)

also one more note: if you wear a hijab, turban, veil, or any other kind of head covering for religious/cultural/personal reasons, Tony FULLY fucking supports that!!!! he thinks you look just adorable in it!!!!!! he loves to see it and he thinks of you any time he sees someone else wearing one!!!!!! also this part is especially applicable if you wear a hijab or any religious head covering - Tony has a special drone trained to follow you at an undetectable distance and notice if your hijab or covering starts to fall off. It automatically creates a holographic privacy shield that no one (and no cameras) can see through to give you coverage to fix it without having to worry. When I say Tony Stark Supports His Motherfuckin Kid, I mean TONY STARK SUPPORTS HIS MOTHERFUCKIN KID!!!!!!

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Hijabi MC Shenanigans+Headcanons in Saligia

Guy

Guy: *tries to kiss MC in the beginning*

MC, punching him: NO KISSING

Toa

Toa: This has absolutely no alcohol content. Have you ever HAD wine before?

MC: No, nor do I ever plan to because my religion STRICTLY FORBIDS EVEN GOING NEAR THE STUFF

Toa:

Fenn

MC be dodging his advances like a Bollywood action movie protagonist

Roy

MC: At least I can have some semblance of normalcy

Lynt

Lynt tryna use her as a pillow, but she politely declines, since her religion forbids her from coming into contact with men

Other Things That May or May Not Have Happened

MC draping her duvet over her head as a makeshift hijab when unexpected visitors come

MC gets caught washing her feet in the sink for wudhu

MC feeling incredibly disoriented bc she has no idea which way the Qiblah (the direction of the Kabah in Mecca) is, so offering prayer is a nightmare and a half

MC lowkey upset bc the Quran does not exist in Saligia (iirc). And Lou wishes he could help

Rio and Thoma getting worried about MC during Ramadhan (whenever that is. It's super stressful not knowing when the Islamic calendar lines up with the calendar here) bc she's going from dawn till dusk without food or drink for a month

MC happily answering her friends' questions about her religion (they are genuinely curious)

MC's S-Rank friends apologizing for what they did in the first few chapters (I cannot be certain if they fully understand the true ramifications of what they've done, but they feel bad regardless, since they don't like to see MC upset)

Lance would be genuinely curious about her religion also and try to make a safe space for her (Lance doesn't discriminate, a person in need of a safe space is a person in need of a safe space)

Sherry and Violet go shopping with MC often and they often find some really cute and modest clothes for her

J*sper is normal in this AU, so he actually respects her religion

Tino freaks out and profusely apologizes whenever he accidentally makes something haram to eat for her. Knight would also do the same

Grayson wondering why she only eats fruits and vegetables here, and she tell him that she is not sure if the meats are halal, and she does not want to take any chances and accidentally eat something haram

to all the hijabi CoD players, I write this for you

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I'm just imagining Brock as my own personal bodyguard against the islamophobes lol.

For sure. He's not taking flak from anyone, so you won't either.

If you wear a hijab and someone tries to mess with it or get aggressive with you because of it, Brock will break their hand in an instant. Do they have something nasty to say? Brock will beat them into the dirt.

It doesn't matter when, where or who. He takes his role seriously, and this is a line he will not have anyone crossing.

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Random art to post

Silly ugly art

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once again I'm on my robin buckley with a hijabi gf brain rot so here's a lil idea that just came to mind:

so robin and y/n are with steve & eddie on babysitting duty for dustin, lucas & max and let's say they're running in the forest from the cops or maybe jason's group or whatever. whatever the reason that has them running, y/n perhaps ran a bit too hard that a strand escaped her hijab. like maybe there's loose hair on the front of her face and it's not big enough for her to notice it but if you stare at her face for a minute you can definitely see it— and then figure out the color of her hair.

so she doesn't notice, and they all stop to take a breath and steve is checking on the kids with eddie on his knees as he wheezes— he's not used to running miles this fast. then robin turns around to check on y/n in her adorable rolled up mom jeans and her favorite plain t-shirt that's hidden under a striped button up, her hijab is tucked under the t-shirt and her neck and hands are adorned with silver necklaces and cute rings that fit barely halfway into her fingers.

robin almost stops breathing all together, but then y/n looks up to her, barely breathing, and gives her a goofy grin that makes her heart leap. then robin notices it, the single strand of hair just casually loose at the front of her hijab and she doesn't know how to tell her, she's afraid she might be so embarrassed she'll just take off by herself, so instead she approaches her and cups her cheeks in her hands.

y/n is stunned, she almost thinks robin is about to kiss her —and oh how much she'd appreciate that— but then her eyes dart behind her to see steve raising his eyebrows at the two of them and she almost wishes the ground would just swallow the both of them up, then she feels robin's breath fanning across her cheeks and she's suddenly weak at the knees and all she wants to do is just melt into her embrace.

she doesn't even realize what robin is doing until she feels her slander, long fingers push her hair back into her hijab, her back against the boys so they wouldn't see her and it's y/n's turn for her heart to leap. if only they weren't surrounded by people, maybe she'd have the courage to press her lips against the taller girl in front of her. if only.

she almost tears up and she visibly melts into her cold touch— something about robin's hands always being cold to the touch, y/n doesn't mind. as long as she gets to hold them and keep them warm for her. her eyelids flutter open only slightly and robin is reminded of a butterfly, and how y/n's eyes were like a warm day in summer, one of the good ones. how they're so welcoming and inviting she desires to spend the rest of her days just staring at them. she thinks about how this girl in front of her reminds her of all things sweet and lovely and all the good times in the world, how she'd spend the rest of her life holding her and she'd never complain because that in itself is heavenly.

the sigh that escapes robin is almost a whimper, almost a cry for a dream that can possibly never happen, but it is still a dream. one she clutches so tight in her heart and prays everyday to have in her arms.

before it gets weird, and before eddie and the kids notice, robin pulls away and it's entirely too soon for y/n that she reaches out slightly to hold her wrist, a silent beg to not let go of her, to not leave her. and robin tilts her head at the her, a lopsided grin plasters at her face and she wraps an arm around y/n's shoulders, her freckles clear in the sunlight, and she tugs her towards whatever direction dustin sat off to.

it maybe is a dream, but it's one they're both willing to dream about for years to come.