I hardly see any heroic posts about Muslims on here, so here you go.
I love that it takes the time to specify that his attack of choice was a flying kick
The hero the world needs
I remember this. But I feel we’re missing some key points. When it happened, he was out jogging with his puppy:
He heard screams and sprinted towards them. He jumped a fence, saw a man pinning a woman down and immediately fly-kicked him in the face, knocking him out. He then gave the woman his jacket because her dress was ripped and got her a taxi home. She only managed to get in contact with him and tell the papers cause she later found his driver’s license in the pocket of the jacket.
“If I see a person in danger then I will intervene. I would not want to ignore it and then read the next day that a woman had been raped or murdered.”
And his message to the attacker:
“He is a coward and a man with no morals. I won’t forget his face.”
“I won’t forget his face BECAUSE IT IS IMPRINTED IN THE SOLE OF MY SHOE.”
[ ID: A digital drawing of Hamid Saleh Haroun Al-Tahan and Zolf smith from Rusty quill gaming. Hamid is sitting at their dining room table with a quill and paper in hands. Zolf is in his wheelchair he is placing a plate of Ful wa Ta’meya in front of Hamid, while his other hand is pulling the quill from his hands.
Hamid is a Egyptian Halfling with short curly brown hair and brassy scales, He has a gold and pink chain earring in his left ear. His left arm has a spiral scar visible up to his elbow where he is wearing rolled up beige shirt. Zolf is a tan dwarven man, he has short white hair and a single breaded bread with a brass ring. He is wearing a blue sweater rolled up to his elbows. End ID]
“Hi y'all, it’s Chronomaster42, the only Youtuber with the ability to travel through, and control, time and space, here with another taste test. I’m here in 1976, and I’m gonna get some fries from Mickey D’s before they changed the recipe, and then I’m gonna take ‘em back to 2022, and get fries from the sameMcDonald’s, so I can compare. Now, I’ve got my Nixon, uh, Ford? Carter? Era fries right here, so now I’m gonna”
*everything appears stretched and distant, and then the camera flies through space, through the sun, over millions of different Earths, past the faces of individual people in a thousand different timelines, splintered day by day, the long-dead alive once more, their varied futures lying before them. They appear to be screaming*
“annnnnd here we are, gettin’ the new fries, today. I have to say, I like the old fries a bit better, bit more crisp, but Mickey D’s fries are still Mickey D’s fries, y'know? Anyway, I know some of you guys were freaked out at all the screaming time faces last video, but like, I’m used to 'em, and they aren’t even audible to me? But y'know what is audible? That’s right - Audible, use code -”
you know how IRL scientists are always ready to throw hands over certain topics? what I want to know is what kind of stupid arguments Pokemon scientists get into fights over. a heated battle starts in the middle of a conference because someone asked if Slowking’s Shellder could be considered its own separate species or not
*scientist steps onto the stage*
*a photo of a Flygon appears on the projector screen*
Going to participate in this challenge. I don’t think that I will be able to read the books in order. Maybe I will just tick the books that I have read or re-read as the year goes along.
Harry stood in the doorway of his bedroom, entranced by the sight of Draco sitting in his bed. He decided to himself that he must surely be the luckiest wizard in England.
His boyfriend was propped up in front of a pile of pillows. His hair, typically tied up in an intricate braid, was loose and fell in a wave around his shoulders. Draco wore a navy-blue Appleby Arrows tee-shirt he’d pinched from Harry’s wardrobe and appropriated for himself. Fashionable reading glasses were perched on the end of his nose. One hand held the latest copy of the Quibbler and the other held a mug.
The scent of Earl Grey infused the air, and Harry smiled. They’d brought their matching turquoise mugs during one of their very first dates. Draco had insisted that they buy them, because their colour had matched Teddy’s hair so flawlessly.
Harry remembered laughing at the motto on the front. ‘A hug in a cup?’ he had joked, sliding his arms around Draco’s waist in the little seaside shop. ‘I’d much rather have a hug from you.’
Draco must have sensed Harry’s presence, because he put his Quibbler down beside the bed. He took a sip of tea.
“Are you planning to hover there all evening, Harry?” Draco asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Thought I might,” Harry answered. “Happen to like the view.”
“As you wish,” Draco said. He placed his mug down on top of the magazine. Then he took off his glasses, tucking them on the bedside table. “You stand there getting cold. Personally, I’d much rather you joined me.”
Draco threw back the bedsheets with a flourish, and Harry bounded forward.
Looking might be nice, but nothing was better than the warm embrace of your lover.
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For the lovely, wonderful @crazybutgood ❤❤❤ you’re a fandom gift, babe.
Oh my god?!! ❤️ This is so sweet hfhhj I don’t even know what to say, I’m just reading and rereading this and squealing at all the easter eggs! omg you referenced the origami mug I folded you too?! I can’t even More on ao3 in a bit!! Thank you so much, I really appreciate this fic and your kind words
Here it is, the mug that @crazybutgood made for me, and Draco used in the fic.
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