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[myokk]

Next MC: Sunan @itsame-domi 🫶🫶🫶

Im still so so so in love with the drawing you did of Leo, and I hope I’ve done your boy justice !!!!! 🥹💗

[shortbread-kc]

life hack: put ur petz speed on 0

[ofcosmicstardust]

izbrane

"Doors unlocked in the back just come in"

“I’m bringing brownies!”

[hadeth]

باب ما جاء في جلسته صلى الله عليه وسلم 13 The Sitting Of Allah's Messenger

عن أبي سعيد الخدري رضي الله عنه، أَنَّ رَسُولَ اللَّهِ صلى الله عليه وسلم كَانَ إِذَا جَلَسَ احْتَبَى بِيَدِهِ ‏. سنن أبي داوود صححه الألباني ٤٨٤٦

Narrated AbuSa'id al-Khudri: When the Messenger of Allah (peace be upon him) sat, he had his knees drawn up supported by his hands. Sunan Abi Dawud 4846 / Sahih (Al-Albani) In-book reference : Book 43, Hadith 74 English translation : Book 42, Hadith 4828

هذا الحَديثُ يُبيِّنُ صفةً من صِفاتِ النَّبيِّ صلَّى اللهُ عليه وسلَّم في جُلوسِه، وفيه يُخْبِرُ أبو سعيدٍ الخُدْرِيِّ رضِيَ اللهُ عنه: أنَّ رسولَ اللهِ صلَّى اللهُ عليه وسلَّم كان إذا جلَسَ احْتَبَى بيدِه، أي: يجلِسُ على الأرضِ ناصِبًا رُكْبَتَيْهِ، ومُلْصِقًا فخِذَيْهِ ببطنِه ويُديرُ بيدَيْهِ على رُكْبَتَيْهِ مُمْسِكًا كَفَّيْهِ أو مُشَبِّكًا لأصابعِ يدَيْهِ. وقد ورَدَ النهيُ عن الاحتباءِ في حَديثٍ آخَرَ؛ فقيل: إنَّ الاحتِباءَ المَنْهِيَّ عنه في الجُلوسِ هو احتِباءُ الرَّجُلِ الَّذي لا يملِكُ إلَّا ثوبًا واحدًا بثوبِه لا بيدَيْهِ؛ لئلَّا تنكشِفَ عَوْرتُه.

[al-masturah]

Forgotten Sunnah

Forgotten Sunnan Related to Ghusl: Not Using Towel afterward, & Removing Traces of Water from Body with Hand

Question: Is it permissible for one to use a towel to dry oneself after performing ablution? Does this depend on weather conditions, or is it a general ruling?

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Shaikh 'Abdul-'Azeez ibn 'Abdullaah Ibn Baaz (rahimahullaah) and the Permanent Committee for Scholarly Research and Ifta' answered:

The use of a towel to dry oneself after performing ablution or Ghusl or not using one are both permissible. The scope of permissibility is broad in this regard, praise be to Allaah.

However, it is best not to use a towel after Ghusl to be in keeping with the example of the Prophet (salallaahu 'alayhi wa sallam).

May Allaah grant us success! May peace and blessings be upon our Prophet Muhammad, his family, and Companions!

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[beastdraws]

Sanoh and Sunan, my gremlin children from @artoutforblood 's Kids of the Lost Light series in their costumes!

[artoutforblood]

please how do the adventures of mr stabby end. normally id figure magnus but i feel like hed just be unable to cope with the sheer idea of taping a knife to a roomba

You hear the familiar sound of the roomba enter the room and think nothing of it. Leaning against the wall, you absentmindedly read a report on a datapad, sipping from your mug in the other hand. Then, you actually see the roomba.

You feel your hand lower involuntarily as you watch the little thing buzz along, occasionally beeping and blinking, watching it go further and further down the hall. 

Before you lose sight of it completely, you take a quick picture of it. You quickly send it to Rodimus.

: please tell me what you see here.

You wait a moment for a response, unable to take your eyes off of it until it’s nearly at the end of the hall.

: Rodimus: Is that Señor Beepy with a knife taped to it?

Oh holy shit. 

You turn to chase after the ankle hazard, only for a small person to knock into you sideways. With a quick fumble you manage to catch both yourself and the child before you both could trip onto the floor. 

Sanoh gives you a quick thanks then asks narrows her eyes around the hallway. “Y/N have you seen Mr. Stabby?”

“Who - !?” Then she spots the roomba turning the corner and shouts.

“AHA! THERE YOU ARE, MR. STABBY! GET BACK TO YOUR STATION!” And runs on those quick little legs of hers. 

Your coffee is spilled everywhere. A knife is strapped to Señor Beepy, who has been rebranded Mr. Stabby, and is now employed to actual children.

Oh dear god and christ. 

It looked like Magnus has gone into a temporary state of blue screen when you told him the situation. “They what.” He monotones, staring at you.

Rodimus has been switching between finding this whole thing hilarious and being absolutely furious that they stole Señor Beepy.

You just want to stop this before a kid gets hurt. And before Brainstorm hears about it and starts getting Ideas.

It looks like Magnus was out of the game. He doesn’t seem to be coming out of his confusion and shock any time soon. Which means it’s up to you and Rodders to do the job. 

It took you fourteen hours. To find one roomba armed with a knife. Which means that the kids, by which you mean Sanoh and Sunan, must’ve realized what you were up to and got up to mischief. 

Mr. Stabby was on the run.

Jedah, after getting over his small chuckles, did help. But Sumaira had apparently made a promise not to tattle, a promise she kept, but not without her apologies. You couldn’t get mad at her, she’s only nine.

So, for fourteen hours, including snack, bathroom, and nap breaks, you tried to find the illusive Mr. Stabby and his two cohorts. For fourteen hours, you, Rodimus, and Jedah scour the ship, finding trails of rations and candy bars that hadn’t been cleaned up by the automated janitor. 

But you were determined! You were going to get Señor Beepy back and rehabilitate him until he’s his helpful self again.

You watched Rodimus yelp, and when you looked down, Mr. Stabby was buzzing back the way he came. Good thing about holoforms, they don’t have blood. 

“AFTER HIM!” You shouted, chasing after it before it could get too far. You and Rodimus carefully unstrapped the knife while Jedah hid his smile behind his hand. Sanoh’s groan made you all look up.

She stood in the doorframe, shadowed by her twin, who looked relieved that it was over. “Mr. Stabby…” She lamented, pouting.

“His name is Señor Beepy and you are not allowed near any more sharp things, ever.” You scolded her, letting the roomba go on his merry way.

You personally oversaw that all knives and scissors were put somewhere that they couldn’t find. Señor Beepy made a full recovery, as did Mags, and that was the last anyone heard of Mr. Stabby.

For now.