Expression studies with Apollo and Lester! Details below :3

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This was in the background at one point during the new Mario Galaxy (movie) trailer
They are teasing us so much with just the concept of King Boo it's not even funny
OHHHGGHH OHHHGFH OOGHB MY GODDD OHB MY GODDD
YES
Luigis Mansion movie might become real... oh my god FUCK YES
𓏲ּ𝄢⤷ I. HATE. BEING. AFAB. SO. GODDAMN. MUCH.
EVERY MONTH FEELS LIKE A HULMILIATION RITUAL, A PUBLIC EXECUTION SCHEDULED BY MY OWN BODY, DEBILITATING AND TIRING.
IT'S HARD TO LIVE WHEN EVEN YOUR BODY HATES YOU SO MUCH IT WANTS TO SHED ITSELF OUT 凸( •̀_•́ )凸
a thought occurred to me late at night some time ago. (you know the grief nights that are long and endless? it was one of those.) the thought was:
a muslim is only redirected, never abandoned.
you see, i got married in my early 20s. i had a beautiful marriage, alhumdulillah, but as is so common in desi society, it came with the full hoard of typical stressors inherent in a joint family system.
both times with my babies, i had caesarean births. both times were absolutely traumatic experiences, albeit for different reasons.
then we moved out. after 4 long years, we finally moved out.
ease after the hardship, right?
it truly felt so, alhumdulillah.
then my husband was diagnosed with stage 3 cancer within the year.
we told each other, “this is just redirection, never abandonment.”
such was the juxtaposition of life - growing in my work as an individual and professional, finally having the freedom to prioritize what was important to ME, yet preoccupied with taking care of my increasingly ill husband.
taking sessions in the evening while he could still look after the children, then eventually only taking them when they were asleep because he couldn’t see to them at all anymore.
endless caretaking. endless stress. endless fatigue. for nearly 3 years.
but with very stubborn hope that in life, there’s only redirection, never abandonment.
we fought cancer so long and so hard.
then my husband passed away. he passed away in ramadan and i believe this is a testament to his qurb and high status ‘indAllah ﷻ.
did we lose?
yes, we lost the battle.
but i believe we won the war.
because you see, every moment is a test from Allah ﷻ.
if you pass that test, you win.
my husband was patient with his illness.
i am patient with His Decree.
and despite everything that has happened in my 20s, i believe that this is all redirection, never abandonment.
Guys I finished Fantasy High season 1 and I literally lost it. That part two episode was genuinely the best hour and twenty minutes I can remember in ages. Fully overloaded my serotonin, I cried for like half of it, and I’ve never been more obsessed with a show. I love every. single. character. in a way that I have never felt about a piece of media before. Thank god there’s still two more seasons and some bonus live shows for me to watch.
work and school had me on chokehold but rest assured, im still insane about them
ahh but do i want the next yandere to be brooding but only sweet to y/n, or do i want them to be insane yet again