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duaansari · 3 months ago

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love was me and i was looking for it....

I'm in love with oceans that I will never see.

I'm in lost in the city that almost ate me.

How does it feels to have thousands of roses but not one belongs to me? Terrible.

The initial silence that ends with unstoppable screaming.

I can't always write about stars..

We can't always sing about love...

These silent hours of night with everyone sleeping. The cold that creeps up to nose and the warmth that keeps me alive. How long will it take me for letting go of this awful body and mind behind me?

When I'll die would someone read my poetry and it would crumble their bones? How long my rusting bones are going to withstand the heaviness of my rotting organs.

With love everything is easy and for me even with love everything is still difficult. I feel owed to the person who loves me, like what good did I do to be loved so dearly that their love makes me very lonely, not loved. Is love very lonely?As after being loved I'm. I wish I just get to see the sea once before I die.

I wish the sea to be just like how i have seen in movies, in dreams , in pictures - Ethereal and everything I can't be.

God do me a favour when I'm sleeping soundly steal my soul from my body and leave it in the seashells so i can forever live by the sea.

I wish if in place of heart i could carry broken gifts from friends to whom I don't talk with anymore.

How much love does it take to make a person felt he's loved? As people love me but I can't feel that love. Where does it go? How come the love doesn't comes dancing to my heart ?Why the love always comes drenching in rain that needs a place to be warm and lefts me without a goodbye after taking my warmth away?

How much love does it requires to love a person so they'll love me back? Why do love matters so much to me?, my mother asks.

To which I say - "Because I don't want to die alone".

"Houses of happiness never look at sadness on streets but people full with love do look at loneliness in crowds. I'm, too standing in that crowd waiting for someone to see me."

But, At last the crowd will be gone leaving only me behind and i will not be able to figure out what's wrong with me.

So i think I'm afraid of being alone, which I'm.

I'm by myself. Just like the sea. Just like the sky. And maybe one day I'll find love whispering and dancing with me in my house far away from cities. And that day I'll find that the love I've been searching for is me.

I'm the love and I love the sea.

Maybe I was looking for myself in love, but I'm the love, love was me and i was looking for it so does it means i was looking for myself ?

But can someone please take me to the seas???

-Dua Ansari, from Crying Bones bleed love.

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rewindthetimee · 3 months ago

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FNaF Characters Playlist

While writing, I decided to cook up some playlists for almost every major character in my FNaF fanfiction which you can find >>here<<

The playlists are separated in two parts: songs the characters would actually listen to, and songs that simply remind me of them because of lyrics/vibe etc.

>>LINK TO THE SPOTIFY PLAYLIST<<

Michael -- listens to: ACDC - Highway to Hell, Rebel Yell - Billy Idol, Another One Bites the Dust - Queen, Should I Stay or Should I go - The Clash, Hold The Line - TOTO, Another Brick In The Wall - Pink Floyd, Message in a Bottle - The Police, Free Bird - Lynyrd Skynyrd, Boys Don’t Cry - The Cure, Rock And Roll All Nite - KISS, Voodoo Child - Jimi Hendrix, Paint it Black - The Rolling Stones

Reminds me of: Enemy - Imagine Dragons, THE DRAIN - Bad Omens, The Grey - Bad Omens, Twisted - Unlike Pluto, The Search - NF, Let You Down - Dawid Podsiadło, Wrecking Ball - Mother Mother, Would I Lie to You - David Guetta, Swim - Chase Atlantic, Teenagers - My Chemical Romance, Daddy Issues - The Neighbourhood, Fight Back - NEFFEX, The Night We Met - Lord Huron (sorry for the pain)

Jeremy -- listens to: Pat Benatar - Love is a battlefield, When Doves Cry - Prince, September - Earth, Wind & Fire, Mr Blue Sky - Electric Light Orchestra, Stayin’ Alive - Bee Gees, Burning Love - Elvis Presley, Love Grows - Edison Lighthouse, Angie - The Rolling Stones, We Didn’t Start The Fire - Billy Joel, Billie Jean - Michael Jackson

Reminds me of: Just Pretend - Bad Omens, My Love Mine All Mine - Mitski, Mama’s Boy - Dominic Fike, Undisclosed Desires - Muse, Ma Meilleure Ennemie - Stromae & Pomme, Summer is a Curse - The Faim, As it Was - Harry Styles, How Long - Tove Lo, Mirror - Sigrid, As The World Caves In - Sarah Cothran, Tout L’univers - Gjon’s Tears, Only You - Selena Gomez

Charlotte -- listens to: Make Your Own Kind of Music - Cass Elliot, Video Killed the Radio Star - The Buggles, Young Hearts Run Free - Candi Staton, Sunny - Boney M, Jolene - Dolly Parton, Yes Sir, I can Boogie - Baccara, I Will Survive - Gloria Gaynor, I’m Every Woman - Chaka Khan, Yesterday - The Beatles

Remind me of: Docteur - RORI, Cure For Me - AURORA, Swan Song - Dua Lipa, Back To Life - Hailee Steinfeld, Teya Dora - Džanum, Something To Lose - june, Jenny - Studio Killers, Two Birds - Regina Spektor, Ceux qui rêvent - Pomme, Les Passagers du Vent - Cécile Corbel, Bored - Billie Eilish, Alright - Jain

Cassidy -- listens to: Running Up That Hill - Kate Bush, Everybody Wants to Rule the World - Tears for Fears, Call Me - Blondie, Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! - ABBA, The Look - Roxette, You’re The One That I want - John Travolta, Copacabana - Barry Manilow, Uptown Girl - Billy Joel,

Reminds me of: Tsunami (11:11) - Bambie Thug, Ocean - Elsa & Emilie, J’aime Pas Les Gens - Shaka Ponk, Cheerleader - Ashnikko, buzzkill - MOTHICA, Cynical - Emei, Boss Bitch - Doja Cat, All The Things She Said - Poppy, Bad Girls - M.I.A., Monster - Red Velvet

William -- listens to: N/A (like, I can't picture him listening to any music at all. Silence's much better)

Reminds me of: Dream On - Aerosmith, Psycho Killer - Talking Heads, The Chain - Fleetwood Mac, I Can’t Make You Fall in Love Again - Glass Animals, Killing Me - Conan Gray, Genghis Khan - Miike Snow, Demons - Hayley Kiyoko, Hurts Me - Tory lanez, I Can’t Decide - Scissor Sisters, Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing - Set It Off, I Lost a Friend - FINNEAS

Henry -- listens to: Johnny B. Goode - Chuck Berry, Jailhouse Rock - Elvis Presley, Great Balls of Fire - Jerry Lee Lewis, Born to Be Alive - Patrick Hernandez, Hooked on a Feeling - Blue Swede, Heroes - David Bowie

Reminds me of: The Chain - Fleetwood Mac, The Emptiness Machine - Linkin Park, The Bidding - Tally Hall, Dancing With The Devil - Demi Lovato, I Found - Amber Run

Jack -- listens to: Breakfast In America - Supertramp, YMCA - Village people, The Logical Song - Supertramp, Le Freak - CHIC, Play That Funky Music - Wild Cherry, Rapper’s Delight - The Sugarhill Gang, Love Will Tear us Apart - Joy Division, Miami - Will Smith

Reminds me of: Butcher Vanity - Vane Lily, Burning Pile - Mother Mother, Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen, A Tear In Space - Glass Animals, Mad IQs - IDK How But They Found Me, Rule #4 - Fish in a Birdcage, THE DEATH OF PEACE OF MIND - Bad Omens, Rain - Sleep Token, Happy Face - Jagwar Twin, You Are Bad - Laura Reznek, Problems - Unlike Pluto, Peaches - grandson, Temporary Bliss - The Cab

Peter -- listens to: Come and Get Your Love - Redbone, Piano Man - Billy Joel, Rocket Man - Elton John, Sultans of Swing - Dire Straits, Escape - Rupert Holmes, You’re The First, The Last, My Everything - Barry White, You're a Rolling Stone - Bob Dylan, For Once in My Life - Stevie Wonder

Reminds me of: The Devil You Know - X Ambassadors, Regret Roulette - Unlike Pluto, Skyfall - Adèle, It’s Alright - Mother Mother

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #michael afton #jeremy fitzgerald #william afton #henry emily #charlie emily #charlotte emily #fnaf cassidy #jack kennedy #peter kennedy #music playlist #character playlist #spotify playlist

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brittanagirlcrush · 3 months ago

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Something Different

Ok ... for some reason, sometimes the link works, sometimes it doesn't ... not sure if it's the link or FF.

You can find it on my ff page ... https://www.fanfiction.net/u/1642505/

A/N: I was listening to the radio and Dancing With a Stranger by Sam Smith & Normani came on followed by Don't Come Out by Dua Lipa.

Those two songs gave birth to this fic. I'm pretty sure it's going to be less than 5 chapters. However, those of you who've read The First Time Ever I Saw Her Face are well aware that I am not always in control of these things.

I'm not sure how I feel about this one but I think anything that comes after the epic that was TFTEISHF is going to feel a little anti-climactic(?) maybe? I don't think it's a bad fic. But I'll leave that up to you to decide.

For those of you who are wondering … Dreams Come True is on Chapter 23 but this little fic wouldn't leave me alone so you get this first.

Xoxoxoxo

Santana's latest relationship ends on a sour note. Just like her last three. Maybe it's time for something different. Rated M for language.

Xoxoxoxo

Chapter 1

xoxoxoxo

Santana Lopez growled as she read the text message from Max.

From Max:

3-10-17 4:26pm

Hey babe. Sorry, gotta cancel tonight. Big meeting. Gonna run late. Talk to you tomorrow.

She was done; Max had canceled on her three times this month and each excuse was as lame as the last. Big meeting? Bitch worked in the freaking secretarial pool at an ad agency. Santana scoffed and shot off her own text message.

To Max:

3-10-17 4:37pm

Enjoy your meeting. We're done here. Don't call tomorrow. You can stop by Sunday and pick up your shit – I'll leave it in a box by the door. Don't bother knocking. Don't wanna talk to you anymore.

She shut off her phone and tucked it into her bag. There was no way she was sitting home alone on yet another Friday night. Fuck that shit.

Santana Lopez was going out.

Xoxoxoxo

Santana walked into Club Xero at 10:35pm. Her phone, still off, was tucked into her cross-body bag. Heads turned as she walked in; she looked good and she knew it. Blood red dress, hugging every curve. Check. Three inch black heels. Check. Smoky eye makeup. Check. Blood red lipstick. Check. Hair lightly curled and flowing past her shoulders. Check.

She walked to the bar, ordered a shot of Jack Daniel's, took it, then ordered a rum a coke. She sipped at the drink, casually scanning the club. Her eyes fell on a brunette; a familiar brunette.

“Fucking bitch,” she muttered, shaking her head. If she had loved Maxine, been in love with her, she'd unleash her inner Snixx and cause a scene. As it was, she didn't care enough. The relationship – if you could even call it that – had run its course and she was over it the minute she sent the text that afternoon.

She resumed her scanning and her perusal came to a screeching halt on a tall, blonde woman dancing by herself in the middle of a crowd. The woman was stunning; Santana's breath hitched. She glanced at her half empty drink, shrugged, and handed it to the bartender, telling him she was done with it. She had to go meet the blonde.

She shimmied and sashayed her way through the throng of people until she was just on the inside perimeter of the circle that had formed around the sensual blonde. She'd only been there a moment when the blonde halted for a moment, her eyes restlessly searching the crowd for something; until they fell on Santana and a smile blossomed on perfectly pink lips. The dancer maneuvered her way over to Santana and held out her hand. Santana was immediately lost in ocean blue eyes.

She didn't hesitate. She took the hand and was pulled into the dancer's orbit. It took less than eight beats for them to be in sync; moving to the music and with each other seamlessly.

Time ceased to have any meaning as they danced; front to back, back to back, front to front. Shimmying, grinding, swaying. Never losing contact with one another. They were panting heavily and Santana motioned toward the bar, a question in her eyes. The blonde nodded and Santana led her through the crowd and to the bar.

“What are you drinking?” Santana asked.

“Orange juice, Peach Schnapps, and a shot of vodka.” Santana nodded and conveyed their order to the bartender.

She handed her companion her drink and took a sip of her own. She was just about to ask the blonde's name when her bicep was roughly grabbed and she was brought face to face with an angry brunette.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Dark eyes flashed with anger.

Santana looked coolly at the bitch in front of her and wrenched her arm away from the other woman's grip. “I suppose I could ask you the same question but I don't care enough. If you'd read your text messages, you'd know that my whereabouts are none of your business anymore. How'd that meeting go, anyway?” Santana sneered and turned back to the blonde.

Maxine tried to get in between the blonde and Santana, causing Santana to snap. “Walk away, bitch. We're done. Go find whoever you came with and bother them. My new friend and I are enjoying a short break before we go back to dancing.” She angled her body so Max was blocked out.

“This isn't over, Santana, we'll talk about it later.” Max snarled and stormed off, leaving Santana shaking her head.

“I'm so sorry about that.” Santana told the blonde sincerely.

The blonde smiled and shook her head. “You wanna get out of here?” She asked Santana.

Santana nodded and the blonde took her hand and led her out of the club. Once outside, Santana started to hail a cab … then stopped herself. She looked at her new companion and sighed.

“I know this probably isn't what you had in mind when you asked to leave … but … do you think we could maybe go somewhere and, um, talk?” Santana shuffled uncomfortably; this was new territory.

The blonde watched her curiously before nodding and taking Santana by the hand. “I know this great all night diner about five blocks from here,” she told Santana as they started walking.

The walk was silent; not uncomfortable or awkward, just quiet.

When they reached the diner a tall, heavy-set man with thick salt and pepper black hair, mustache, and beard greeted them.

“Two?” He asked and, receiving an affirmative reply, led them to a booth near the back. “Sarah will be right with you. Can I get you something to drink?”

They both asked for water and coffee; the man handed them menus and went to get their drinks. After the drinks had been settled and their orders made, Santana turned to the woman.

“I know this is probably a little forward but … what's your name?” Santana grinned.

The blonde giggled. “Brittany S. Pierce.”

Santana frowned. “Britney Spears?”

The blonde laughed. “Britt-any. Susan. Pierce.” She said slowly, enunciating her name clearly.

“Oh. Gotcha. I'm …”

“Santana. I heard that woman call your name.” Brittany smiled.

“Yeah. Lopez. Santana Lopez.” Santana grimaced.

“You don't like your name?” Brittany brow furrowed in confusion.

“I don't like the woman,” she answered. “Full disclosure … I called it quits about nine hours ago.”

Brittany nodded. “I see. But you're still living together? Because we could have gone to my place …”

Santana sighed and shook her head. “No. I live alone.” She paused in thought for a moment. “There's this quote – it's attributed to Einstein but I'm not sure he actually said it – The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.”

“See … I do the same thing; I meet a woman, we have an attraction, an energy exchange … whatever.” She waved it off. “We end up at her place or mine and we have sex. If the sex isn't good, we say 'thanks, see ya around'. If the sex is good, we make plans to see each other again. Then … two, three, six months later and I'm either getting cheated on or getting dumped. Repeat.”

She shook her head. “This may sound stupid but … you feel different … and I want something different. So, I thought, maybe … if you were amenable … we could try something different. Maybe get to know each other before we get naked?”

A grin broke across Brittany's face. “I, um, kind of really like that idea.”

“Really?”

Their food came and they started to eat.

A few moments passed and Brittany nodded. “Yeah,” she said, around a mouthful of eggs, “really.”

Santana grinned. “Awesome. That's … great.”

Brittany giggled. “So, Santana, what is it you do for a living?”

“I work for a small, independent music producer. I write songs, work in the editing room, sing back-up; kind of a gal Friday.”

Brittany's brow furrowed. “What are you the rest of the week?” She asked, a blank look on her face.

Santana was just about to explain when she noted the gleam in Brittany's eye. She laughed.

“And, what is it you do, Miss Britney Spears?” Santana asked, a twinkle in her eye.

Brittany laughed. “I'm a choreographer. I own a studio that trains dancers for music videos, Broadway, background … you name it, we do it.”

“Really? What's the studio?”

“C&P's Spotlight Stars,” Brittany answered.

“I've heard of you guys. We've used your company. Your dancers are really well trained.” Santana nodded.

“Oh, cool. What studio?”

“K-Bar and Chaz.”

“I love you guys!” Brittany's face lit up in recognition. “You pay on time, treat the dancers really well, don't over-work them to the point that they get hurt. You're awesome.”

Santana laughed. “Good. I'd hate to think that could end up being a deal breaker for us.”

Brittany laughed and they continued talking into the wee small hours.

“Hey, Santana …” they'd been talking about just about everything when Brittany hesitated.

“Yeah? What's up?”

“Um … I really like you. I, uh, I don't wanna be a rebound, you know?”

Santana smiled. “I didn't care about Maxine enough to rebound, Britt,” the nickname slipped free without conscious thought. “I liked her in the beginning, thought maybe it could become more … but,” she shrugged, “it never did. Then she started canceling plans at the last minute, making excuses … and I just gave up trying. There was no point since she, obviously, didn't care and I wasn't really invested anyway, you know?”

Brittany nodded and gnawed on her lower lip. “Are you … are you gay?”

Santana frowned. “That's an odd question … I was dating Max and I'm interested in you. I'm not sure I understand.”

Brittany huffed a sigh. “Okay, so, here's the thing. I know a lot … like a lot, a lot … of lesbians won't date bisexual women. And, um, I kind of identify as bisexual.”

Santana thought about that for a moment. She sighed softly and played with the food left on her plate, not meeting Brittany's eyes. “I have to admit to a certain bias against bisexual women,” her voice was quiet, “my first girlfriend … um, she said she was bisexual but I really liked her and I was naive enough to believe her when she said she liked me. We were together – in secret – for about three months before we had sex.” Her voice dropped to a whisper. “It was my first time.”

She swallowed hard and shook her head. “I showed up at school the day after we made love for the first time – I say made love because that's what it was for me – and found a picture of me and her in bed together taped to my locker. Except … while you could definitely see it was me, you couldn't tell it was her. Only that it was a woman.

“I tore it down and went looking for her; she's the only one who could have done it.” She lifted her eyes and met Brittany's sympathetic gaze. “I found her … with her boyfriend. They laughed at me for being so stupid; they'd planned it from the beginning.”

“Oh, San …”

She shook her head. “That wasn't even the worst of it.” Santana angrily swiped at a traitorous tear making its way down her face. “She'd posted a video of it on the internet and made sure everyone got the link.”

Brittany closed her eyes and shook her head, a tear sliding down her cheek.

“My parents found out and kicked me out. My abuela disowned me. The only person in my family who stood by me was an aunt. It was hell. Everyone knew and I was harassed almost everywhere I went.

“She took me in, let me finish high school in Lima, then helped me move here for college and a fresh start.”

“I'm so sorry.” Brittany reached across the table and took Santana's hand gently in her own. “San,” Brittany waited until Santana's eyes met hers, “I will never hurt you like that. It sucks that she did that and I can understand you being a little wary but … bisexual doesn't mean unfaithful. She was a cheating bitch. My last relationship ended a little over a month ago because she cheated on me. The one before that … he figured out he was gay. My track record hasn't been the best but … I am not a cheater. I hope you'll give us a chance because, honestly? I like you. You feel different, too, and I'd like to see where this goes.”

Santana searched Brittany's face for any sign of deception or insincerity but couldn't find any. She nodded after a long moment. “Okay.”

“Okay?” Brittany raised her eyebrows.

“Yeah. Let's see where this goes. I really like you, too.”

Brittany grinned. “Good. Then, maybe I can get your phone number?”

Santana laughed and handed Brittany her phone so they could exchange numbers.

“Okay, so, I'm busy with friends tomorrow,” Santana checked the time and groaned, “today. But, how'd you like to have brunch on Sunday and then maybe come over and hang out at my place – maybe watch a movie or, I dunno,” she shrugged, “play a board game? Order take out for dinner?”

“That actually sounds great. I have to work tomorrow anyway. But … text me?” Brittany smiled shyly.

“Absolutely. Come on, my friends are going to be breaking down my door in about six hours. Where do you live?”

“Grayson near Two-Lane Terrace.”

“You're kidding?” Santana gaped at her new friend.

Brittany shook her head. “No. Why?”

“I live on Two-Lane near Fremont. We're practically neighbors.”

Brittany laughed. “Share a cab home?”

Santana stood up, left some money on the table, and offered Brittany her hand. They walked out, hand-in-hand and hailed a cab.

Santana got in and Brittany slid in next to her, laying her head on Santana's shoulder, never letting go of her hand.

Santana smiled to herself.

She had a good feeling about this one.

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halalnuskhesblog · 5 months ago

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islamicloveduas · 7 months ago

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halalnuskhe · 8 months ago

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One common method used by Muslim astrologers is the recitation of specific prayers and verses from the Quran, known as "Dua." These prayers are believed to invoke divine intervention and bring about positive changes in one's life. The astrologer may also prescribe certain rituals or amulets (Taweez) that are designed to attract positive energy and ward off negative influences. These spiritual practices, combined with the astrologer's guidance, can help to mend broken relationships and reignite the flame of love.

In addition to spiritual remedies, a Muslim astrologer may also offer practical advice on how to improve communication, resolve conflicts, and strengthen the emotional bond between partners. This holistic approach ensures that the solutions are not only effective but also sustainable in the long run.

It is important to approach these services with an open mind and realistic expectations. While many have reported success in getting their love back within 48 hours, the outcome largely depends on the sincerity and commitment of the individuals involved. The astrologer's role is to provide guidance and support, but the ultimate responsibility for making positive changes lies with the couple.

In conclusion, seeking the help of a Muslim astrologer can be a valuable step for those struggling with relationship issues. With their profound knowledge and spiritual insights, these astrologers offer a unique and effective way to get your love back within 48 hours. Whether it is through the recitation of powerful prayers, the use of sacred amulets, or practical relationship advice, the path to rekindled love is made clearer with their guidance. If you find yourself in need of such services, a quick search for a "Muslim astrologer near me" could be the first step towards a happier and more fulfilling love life.

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milatibrahiim · 4 months ago

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This truly hit me on a personal level, may Allah سبحانه وتعالى shower down his blessings and Rahma upon you and grant you all that which is Khayr fil dunya Wal akhira, and everything that lays on your door from Allah سبحانه وتعالى is Khayr, so long as you hold onto your deen, may Allah سبحانه وتعالى keep you steadfast and use you for this deen and not replace you.

Subhan Allah, about 5 years ago i had became friends with someone whom I was very close to, I wasn’t practising and our friendship was not based on Hūb Fillah, one night I remember pressing on a clip they sent me and an Ad for Az-Zakat foundation popped up and it was a brother giving a khutba and I felt ashamed to skip the add, so I thought to myself when was the last time you listened to a lecture? And went searching for one and came across one by Muhammad Hoblos wherein he told a story about a brother who lost his deen and in the end found his way back to Allah سبحانه وتعالى, this story had me very emotional and I wanted to hear another… this time it was the story of the people of Hūd عليه السلام، by the time it finished I felt myself trembling, I messaged my friend and told them I wanted us to get closer to Allah سبحانه وتعالى, (by this time it was Fajr) after I spoke with this person whom I was very very close with, disliked that i wanted the both of us to change and come close to Allah سبحانه وتعالى and blocked meee. I cried and told myself theres hukum within this and made Dua for righteous companionship and went and prayed fajr, I found myself with righteous companionship by salat Al-Meghrib Subhan Allah, companionship of companions who had so much love for Allah and instilled that love within me, and who encouraged me to Khayr, and guided me to that which was right, and who I am still close to today by the Rahma of Allah سبحانه وتعالى، all praise and gratitude is due to him تبارك وتعالى

and the best companionship I found, that never allowed me to feel lonely, that put a light in my heart, and gave me the best guidance, was the companionship of the Quran, the blessed and true words of Allah تبارك وتعالى, and I advise that if anyone of you feel the bitterness of loneliness, to open Al Quran, to read its Tafsir and to learn its language and act upon its teachings, for you will be the happiest soul, and will never be touched by loneliness for as long as Allah تبارك وتعالى wills.

I ask Allah سبحانه وتعالى to allow us to die as Muslims, and to use us for this deen and not replace us

فَاطِرَ ٱلسَّمَـٰوَٰتِ وَٱلْأَرْضِ أَنتَ وَلِىِّۦ فِى ٱلدُّنْيَا وَٱلْـَٔاخِرَةِ ۖ تَوَفَّنِى مُسْلِمًۭا وَأَلْحِقْنِى بِٱلصَّـٰلِحِينَ

Creator of the heavens and earth, You are my protector in this world and the Hereafter. Cause me to die a Muslim and join me with the righteous."

{ سورة يسوف ١٠١ }

Once you experience loving fellow muslims for the sake of Allah you will increase In gratitude to Allah, for how He united you regardless of age, colour, ethnicity and language.

And once you meet fellow muslims whom you love and appreciate for nothing but for them being muslim your heart will soften and you will gasp in amazement from Allah’s abundant mercy on you.

How once you were with misguided companions and then abandoned them for the sake of Allah so you became lonely and deprived, and then Allah granted you from His mercy without a single effort from you.

I have an experience that I find worthy of sharing.

A few years back I had ‘friends’ who were far away from righteousness, and my company with them was only a way I used in order to not remain lonely.

I could feel my heart darken every single minute I spent with them, and I could feel my soul slowly losing its way towards Allah.

I always wanted to leave, but I was hesitant, and would always ask Allah for guidance.

So one day Allah caused me to abandon them by force for an argument we had, and He kept me steadfast during my loneliness.

I remember every single night I would make dua to Allah to grant me righteous friends with whom I would tread this tough path, I spent about a year and a half completely lonely, I had no friends besides my siblings -whom I didn’t share much interests with due to age difference and other aspects-.

Until one day I found myself before a new test: outwardly “pious” people who are not on the manhaj. I ended up befriending people who were “righteous” but didn’t share the same beliefs as me, people who slandered my scholars and brothers.

Their effect in my heart was much deeper, they almost made me doubt my beliefs completely, until I fled with my deen again, and found myself , yet another time, in seclusion.

With no one accompanying me and aiding me but Allah, and then the lessons of Shaykh Ahmad Jibril upon which I was obssessing at that time.

During all this time I never stopped asking Allah to grant me righteous companions, then, at a time in which my loneliness became almost unbearable, Allah’s relief came: I found myself surrounded by the same people I always wished to be friends with, with righteous friends whom one single minute with them makes you forget years of loneliness. Friends who cause you to thank Allah daily from how beautiful their companionship is. And companions whom I never imagined to find anywhere outside islam. Anywhere outside this manhaj.

My conclusion from All this, and the message I want to convey is that Allah is the controller of hearts, and He’s the one who blesses us with righteous companions -from friends AND spouses- so you might as well… ask Him? Instead of fully relying on your means…

And never let your loneliness cause you to stop being picky with whom you spend your valuable time with, choose wisely.

And a righteous friend is better than loneliness, and loneliness is better than an evil friend.

So be patient for Allah’s relief comes exactly when its best for you.

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muslimdua · 4 years ago

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Dua for lost love back

Love is a beautiful feeling that no one actually can defined ever. If you love someone by your heart you know it feels when you are in love. But loving someone is not always been enough. In corner of your heart, you do want to get loved and expect the same love that you have shown to your partner. But your expectation might get destroyed when your partner ends up on you and leave you…

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maizumis · 4 years ago

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LOVE IS NOT FOR EVERYONE - suna x fem!reader smau

part 5: the date

summary: after years of not talking to each other, your childhood best friend decided to reach out again, how will everything go?

note: heavy make out session with suna, he says ily as the stupid boy he is, thanks to @sunalma cos one of the songs is out of her playlists<33

series masterlist - part 6

An elevator ride couldn't feel so long and short at the same time, biting your lip, scared of seeing that person after so many years.

Clumsily taking your keys out of your bag, you open the door and there you saw it, perfect, handsome boy you fell in love on the young years of high school

“you look beautiful, as always” He told you with his deep voice that made you shiver on spot, he seemed more mature now, with features no longer like the ones of a teenage boy. You were out of guard when his arms wrapped comfortably around your waist, still leaning into it

Looking at him, at his eyes, that same green eyes that made you fall in love when you were a child and that green eyes that were making you fall in love, again “Rin, I missed you” you whisper with a soft tone, your head resting in the comfiness of the crook of his neck, his left hand came to cup your cheek, taking in how fucking pretty you looked like that

“I missed you too, so much, do you want to know what did I plan?”

“yeah rin, I'm sure I'm gonna love it" he took your hand in his, leading the way to the passenger sit in his car "you're not gonna found out until we are there, so you better be patient" he slid the seatbelt in front of him and pecked your hand before starting the car "okay, I can handle that"

"the aux is yours then, pretty girl"

your eyes widen after hearing that pet name "do you want me to call you daddy too?" it was supposed to be funny, you thought he would only call you pretty girl in texts, apparently not

"if you like"

Pretty Please by Dua Lipa starts playing in the background, gradually turning up the volume until it was hard to hear your own voice

Suna thought the sight was pretty, the window on your side rolled down with the wind all over your face, happily singing by the lyrics not giving a single fuck about the world, just as he loved to remember you

"This makes me remember of the old days but instead of the car, you in my room giving me a concert that, in fact, didn't ask for"

his comment took you back down to earth, old days, just old days, no feelings attached at the moment; you were praying to any god up there to make the butterflies go away in your gut go away, you were one hundred percent sure he could hear your heart beating from where he was sitting, not even the loud music could hide it

“old days? We should make new memories I think”

"yeah, we can make new memories but we shouldn't let go of the ones we have, hand me your phone" you did as you were told, suspicious of what he was about to do until you saw him open Spotify, oh okay, he is gonna change the song.

Fluorescent Adolescent was now blasting from the stereo "umm, love this song, gives me the dancing in front of a mirror with a brush vibe"

He chuckled at what you said "and you did that? would like to see it with my own eyes"

"We are almost there, babe, close your eyes"

"Babe? we are not dating, Rintaro"

"maybe we should"

maybe we what? that did take you back, choosing for peace, you shut your mouth and closed your eyes, anxiously waiting for what he had

"you have your eyes closed, right"

"yes, rin, they are closed, I didn't know you were blind"

he opened the door of your seat, interlacing your hands so he could guide you behind a tall tree "I need you to stay here until I have everything done, okay? it's not gonna take more than ten minutes" he didn't give you time to answer that he was already walking back to his car.

"better be something good" you murmured under your breath, turning on your phone to scroll through social media until he called you.

he called you exactly eight minutes after he dropped you behind the tree "if you don't like this, then I don't know what should I do"

The scene in front of you was dreamy to say at least, the back of his car decorated with fairy lights, lots of blankets that seemed so warm, and pillows in all their forms that you knew for a fact they were comfortable as fuck, you were quick to wrap your arms around his neck, chanting like a mantra 'rin, this is beautiful' and 'im so thankful' he gladly took you in his arms, his nose behind your ears, landing a sweet peck right there

"you ready for movie night, pretty girl?"

"bet your ass I'm ready, Rintaro Suna" and with that you were off, running to his car ready to spend the best night of your life

Or perhaps the beginning of the end, who knows

Howl's moving castle last scenes were on the screen of his laptop, a weird feeling in your heart after he remembered it was- no, is your favorite; you two stared sitting beside the other and now he has his arm protectively around you, his back straight against the backseat while your head was on top of his underarms, cheeks smashed to his collarbone "you did remember it, rin" your eyes still locked on the screen in front of you, watching the movie credits.

He looked down at you with soft eyes, deciding to close the laptop and pull it aside "how could I not? hand me my phone"

you did as you were told, searching for the little device under the huge blankets "here! take it"

he quickly searched for a song and toss it aside, I Wanna Be Yours playing inside the car from the 11-inch phone "come here" he signaled, patting his lap.

it took you a good minute to realize what he meant but now you're on top of him, looking at his emerald eyes in search of a hint of what he is thinking

he took his time analyzing your feature, looking at your cheeks, forehead, baby hairs, nose, lips, and finally your eyes, he could see the past in them, and a little of his future too

"not as much as you, rin"

he didn't answer, to lost in the paradise of your face, he was now focused on your lips, how would they taste?

to answer his own question, he leaned into your face, into your lips that he knew that were begging to be touched by his own

your eyes were wide, taken by surprise by his action, even if you saw it coming, it was something you were dreaming for years now

he looked at your eyes again for a kind of permission, and when he saw you nod, his hand was in the back of your neck in a matter of seconds while yours found home on his hair, tugging it slightly

"a kiss and you're all whiny and needy"

"shut up and fucking kiss me-"

he took the chance of sliding his tongue inside your mouth, exploring every single place he could, his free hand now on your lower back to move you back and fort his lap, he took the flavor of the artificial coconut lip balm you were wearing, he took all he could, in fact

"not only you look good but you taste good too" you hear him groan before going into it again, soft pants coming out of your mouth, whimpering his name as a mantra r-rin, r-innie, arching your back to be closer to him, you could feel his smirk on your now puffy lips with every movement of your hips, the hand on your lower back now going down to grip your thigh

pulling out to catch a little air, you rested your head on his large neck, you two were in comfortable silence, your head rested against his chest and his hands caressing your cheek

maybe ten minutes passed while you were cuddling until your phone screen turned up after a notification- you didn't care about it but the time, past two in the morning "rin, would you take me home? is getting late" he gave your cheek a sweet kiss before standing out the car, extending his hands to help you do the same "of course I can, pretty girl"

the drive back home was quiet, you could hear Apocalypse in the car radio, looking by the window to the beautiful night lights in the city, suna's hand on your thigh, playing with it from time to time, using the other one to drive

"We are here"

"Thanks for bringing me home, rin, I had fun"

he stepped out of the car with you- not letting you out that easily, his hands with a firm grip of your waist and silence was around the two of you, just appreciating the presence of each other, your hands going inside his jackets to hold his waist too

"good night, I love you" he told you and sealed his words with one last kiss

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crimsonheart01 · 3 years ago

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Quiet over the din (Din Djarin x Female!Reader)

Author’s Note: #8. running fingers through your lover's hair, taken from this prompt list. All mistakes are my own and it’s only been proof read a few times. Word Count: 1.5k Playlist: Love Again - Dua Lipa Warnings: None

“I can't believe, I can't believe I finally found someone I'll sink my teeth in disbelief 'Cause you're the one that I want I can't believe, I can't believe I'm not afraid anymore Goddamn, you got me in love again” Love Again – Dua Lipa

She trudged up the ramp of the Razor Crest close behind the Mandalorian. She was beyond uncomfortable to be stepping onto his ship. It felt like an invasion of his privacy, but he did offer. It was an unexpected grant of access, and she wasn’t in any position to say no. He stepped to the side to let her brush past and she snuck a peek over her shoulder to where he was standing.

As she stared over her shoulder, she caught a glimpse of the wreckage she was leaving behind and she let out a tired sigh. It wasn’t the first ship she’d lost, but it was one of her favourites. Mando tilted his head in her direction at the sound escaping and she lifted her shoulders in a shrug. She didn’t have to explain herself. They both understood the situation.

She gathered herself while Mando silently went about readying the ship. She found a couple of stacked crates in the cargo hold and dropped her bag down next to her before hopping up and leaning back. She shivered at the cool metal of the ship against her back but was comforted by the idea of being in the enclosed space.

With her arms crossed over her chest, she rested her head back and let her eyes flutter shut. She hadn’t realized how exhausted she actually was. However, now that she was in a quiet, and relatively safe space, she let herself drift. She listened to the buzz of the ship, allowing the noise to sooth her. She heard the heavy steps of Mando climbing up into the cockpit and the brief sounds of him getting settled before the area was locked off.

It wasn’t often that her and the Mandalorian crossed paths, but when they did, he was always gracious. While he may have been cold in his demeanour, there was still a general well-mannered air about him. They competed frequently with bounty’s but it always friendly in nature. Healthy competition. Between her, Boba and Fennec, the four of them were always crossing paths. She was comfortable naming Boba and Fennec as allies but was still unsure where the Mandalorian sat. After today, she could confidently say that he was an ally. Albeit a silent and standoffish one.

She jostled in her spot as the ship lifted off and shot into atmosphere. Her arms tightening around her and her eyes snapping open. Her thoughts strayed to the vison of her ship being blown up but as she glanced around the hold, she was reminded of where she was. She inhaled deeply, registering that Mando was preparing the ship for a trip through hyperspace, and she calmed her racing heart.

She concentrated on the rattling of the vessel lulling her back into a semi-asleep state and finally allowed her eyes to close again. She let herself fall to the side, leaning against the crate stacked high beside her and pulled her pack up to use as a pillow. No need to get a crick in her neck from her current position. Realistically, she knew she should be strapped into a seat but after the drama of their latest bounty hunt, she was too tired and sore to bother.

She drifted off, lost to the din of the ship and her thoughts. She was grateful to the Mandalorian for his generosity but also didn’t want to outstay her welcome. The second they landed on Nevarro, she’d bid him goodbye and start her search for another ship.

~(SW)~

Once the coordinates were programmed and the ship was flying through hyperspace, Din switched on autopilot and reclined back into the pilot’s chair. He was in desperate need of a shower but with a passenger onboard he wasn’t confident in keeping his vow intact. Instead, he kept himself scarce and holed away. He stared out ahead of him recalling the events of the day. The shock of the blast had shaken him as well. Not nearly as much as his fellow bounty hunter, but it was still an expected turn to their pursuit.

He knew he couldn’t leave her stranded. It was against the code and while she didn’t outright ask for his help, he knew it was implicitly needed. She required passage back to Nevarro and he was her only option in the moment. An option he knew she didn’t take lightly. He felt the relief she quietly exuded at his offer, but he also knew there was trepidation in her acceptance. It was in that moment that he knew he managed to do the job he set out to do a long time back. He’d successfully managed to keep her in a space far enough away from him that she knew he was honourable, but that his trust still needed to be earned.

However, his decisions today changed things and he wasn’t sure if it was for the better.

He’d done his best to remain a safe distance from the allies he’d cultivated throughout the years, but he was more adamant about keeping her at arms-length. They were familiar with each other, enough that she was comfortable to refer to him as Mando, similarly to Peli or Fennec. However, she had a pull on him that he wasn’t sure about. There was something in the way she carried herself that he found himself constantly caught up in her. Distracted. That’s what it was. She distracted him, and for their business, that was as good as death.

He knew he couldn’t hideaway forever, so he straightened his shoulders and rose. Resigned to having leave the safety of the cockpit, he opened the hatch and climbed back down into the hold. He jumped down off the ladder and turned, prepared to be met with her questioning gaze, only to find her sound asleep on top of the supply crates. He stood frozen, watching the way her chest moved up and down with each breath she took.

He tried not to read into the situation but if she hadn’t extended him trust to keep her safe on their travels, she never would’ve fallen asleep. As a bounty hunter, you never showed any kind of weakness. Falling asleep on his ship – in his presence – showed exactly how far her walls had fallen around him. It irked him to some degree but there was an underlying pride he felt at having earned it from her.

He shook himself, forcing himself to break the trance he was falling into. He switched back to considering everything that required being done on the ship while in hyperspace. Trying to focus on anything that wasn’t her. He couldn’t afford the distraction.

He went about his regular chores now that he was provided the time without a watchful eye. As he finished up organizing his ration packs, he planned to lock himself in his bunk to get a quick bite to eat and then retreat back up into the pilot’s chair to remain for the rest of the flight.

Feeling a responsibility to not only provide safe passage but to also care for the woman on his ship, he crouched down next to the crate and watched her for a long moment. Confirming that she was still sound asleep, he reached up to his visor and switched to his infrared vison, taking a quick scan over her body to identify any lasting injuries. Once verifying that she was going to be fine and didn’t need any quick medical attention. He carefully placed a ration pack next to her boots with a cannister of water.

He stood but found himself stilled by her presence. He didn’t know what he was going to about this change in their dynamic. He hadn’t meant to set any kind of precedence, but he found himself also relieved that it happened. It was a small change, but it showed that there was potential for something more.

Without any thought, he reached out and brushed his fingers along the edge of her jaw before tracing them across the side of her head. Tipping his gloved finger around the cusp of her ear before laying out his whole hand against her face. He found himself wishing he wasn’t wearing the gloves. He wondered what it felt like to feel her hair on his bare fingertips. Realizing the course of his thoughts, he let out a deep sigh and took a bracing step back. His hand fell away of its own accord and his arm swung back to his side.

He turned away from her, his thoughts straying and carried his own rations and water container towards his bunk. He stepped through the door, pausing only once to look back over to the woman fast asleep. Before he could get caught up in any more wandering thoughts, he quickly shut and locked the door behind him.

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rashidali768 · 3 years ago

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Dua For Love

Assalam Alaikum ,

My dear brother and sister. If you’re reading this article, it means you’re looking for a wazifa or dua to help you with your love life. Maybe you’ve lost the love of your life and you’re looking for a way to get them back. Either way, you’ve come to the right place. Losing the love of your life is one of the most painful experiences a person can have. But don’t worry, we’re here to help. Our wazifas and duas have been tested thousands of times and have helped people from all walks of life get their loved ones back. So don’t hesitate to give them a try.

Things become more difficult when an outside person is involved in the situation. If you are walking around with a broken heart, this is not how you should live your life. No one wants to go through life without love, so we have a Powerful Islamic Wazifa for EX Love Back that can eliminate that third person and solve your problem. Islam is one of the largest religions in the world and we created this website to help our Muslim brothers and sisters get knowledge about their religion and how to use Wazifa’s and Dua’s to get anything they want in their life.

Some important points to be kept in mind while performing the dua -

To make your dua more effective, keep the following points in mind:

– Keep yourself clean and the place where you perform this dua – While doing this dua, keep your face in the direction of Qibla Sharif – Start this dua after any Namaz for best results – Imagine your love with good intentions; your only motive should be marriage

Our wazifa is specially meant to help to get your desired wishes and dreams to come true. We believe that to get something you did not need anything except the acceptance of Almighty Allah (SWT)

Wazifa for Love Back Step by Step:

Start by reciting Durood e Ibrahimi 7 Martaba.

Recite Surah Yaseen [36:57] Eleven Times Given below.

On a white piece of paper, please write down the name of your lover that you want to bring back and put it in front of you.

Now in the memory of Allah Tallah, recite “subḥaan-allaahi wa biḥamdihi wa subḥaan-allaahil-‛aẓeem“ 101 times.

Take that piece of paper and put it underneath your pillow. Sleep with it for three days.

Surah Yaseen [36:57]- “Lahum feehaa faakiha tunw-wa lahum maa yadda’oon”

English Translation– “Every moment will be a joy for them. They will have whatever they ask.”

Islamic Wazifa is a method that you will practice for at least 7 days to get your love back. No matter the reason, this Wazifa should work like magic if you perform it with desire and conviction. Your lover will come back into your life within 21 days. If you want immediate results, then please contact Molana Rashid Ali.

Why is Wazifa For Love Back is So effective ?

Wazifa for love back is one of the most sought after Islamic prayer these days. This prayer is powerful, effective and works like a magic. Millions of people try this prayer with hopes of getting back their ex-lover but don’t know why this prayer is so effective and how they can increase their chances of getting back the love of their life. In this blog, I will shed light on the reasons behind this effective Islamic prayer and how you can use it to work like a charm.

In our day-to-day life we need to face lots of problems and disappointments. In the modern world, love is considered to be one of the most important things. If you are facing the problem of breakups or divorce then you can use wazifa for love back. If you want to know more details about wazifa for love back then you can read the content.

If you are looking for a solution for your love problems then you came to the right place. Many of us are searching for the solution for their love problems. Every person who is in love wants to have a long and happy love relationship. Wazifa for love back is the solution for your love problems. I hope today’s post is helpful for you.

“Wazifa for love back ” is an age old Islamic practice which provides a solution to problems like love, marriage, job-loss etc. Though the Islamic culture and thinking of people is getting modernized, but still majority of people believe in this. As far as Islamic practices are concerned, “Wazifa for love back ” is very effective in solving love problems, provided the belief is strong.

Wazifa To Get My Love Back -

Note: It’s important to Perform this Wazifa after you have Performed the Isha Night Prayer.

1. You will need to recite ‘Valar Umar Zeen Kaleef’ at least 300 times. 2. After that, you will need to say the name of your lover. 3. Repeat this Wazifa for getting love back at least twice a day. 4. Continue this for seven days. 5. At last, Recite Durood Sharif Eleven times.

5 TIME NAMAZ

1 – Fajr (ڈان کی) Morning Prayer

2 – Zuhar (Duhr) (ظہر ) Noon Prayer

3 – Asar ( آنے کا ) Afternoon Prayer

4 – Maghrib ( مغرب ) Evening Prayer

5 – Isha ( میں ) Night Prayer

Important note -

Note –

If this dua or wazifa is not working, it means that someone has put a black magic spell or is doing Kala ilem on your relationship. If you have this problem, contact our Molana Rashid Ali by clicking on the Consult with us button below. Girls should not do this dua or wazifa during their periods. Do this dua or wazifa with a pure heart and pure intention, and have faith in Allah Tala.

Why Dua Is Not Heard by ALLAH ?

There are so many reasons why dua is not heard by Allah , But we need to solve it. We should try to solve it by following the steps which i have mentioned in this blog. Dua can only be heard by Allah when we are healthy and strong. We should try to follow the simple steps which are mentioned below.

There are a few reasons as to why your dua, or supplication, may not be getting answered.

The first reason could be that your dua is weak – this means that you’re not asking for it correctly, with the right level of emotion and faith. In order to make a proper dua, you should have strong Iman.

The second reason could be that you’re not pure. This refers to if you’re doing anything haram – If you’re participating in any activities that are forbidden in Islam, then your dua will not be accepted by Allah.

The third reason is that you’re not sending a greeting towards Prophet PBUH. Your dua will not be heard by Allah until you send peace to His messenger.

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shesawriter39049 · 4 years ago

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|FEVER| M|

Pairing: Namjoon X Reader

About- Namjoon just has a kink for letting you do whatever the hell you want with him...Whether that be putting him in a hot pink suit shirtless! Or, telling him he’s a good boy as he fucks you into oblivion!

OR- Namjoon and yourself hooked up 5 months ago when the boys were in London on Tour, and you were the creative director for there British GQ & Harper’s Bazzar Cover! Now, months later he’s prepping to release his second mixtape “RM vs Rap Monster”. Opting to go a complete 360 from his first release Mono in all realms. So, with that being said BigHit thinks he needs someone with a little more... “umph” Take a wild guess as to who they call...

WC:1.2k (Sneak peek)

WARNINGS: Switch OC (Top & Bottom...but there's no real dom/sub tones here) Service top/power bottom Namjoon, praise kink, Fingering, Unprotected sex(Back shot), come play, dirty talk, light choking, light overstimulation, (This is lowkey a little softer than it sounds) The OC kinda leads this, but Joon isin’t the cliché “sub” he just likes letting her take control.

NOTE- Just my take on the OG cliché Artist X Stylist AU (Though she’s more of a full package, Art Director/Stylist/Photographer ETC) I have tried to add some minor elements to make it a little more realistic. I will say I typically stray from “Idol-verse” just because if we’re being real, the cultural difference alone sometimes stunts my creativity...BUT I just had a little fun with this one...so I hope you all enjoy it. Also, I don’t go into much physical details but in my mind regardless of race, aesthetic wise the OC is a huge contrast to what he’s use to which is part of her appeal. I picture a tatted Barbie of some sorts...

SIDE NOTE: No shade, but shade, I was lowkey inspired to write this bc I have very strong opinions about the creative team at BH....

*** Let me know if you guys want the full thing or not...I kidna flaked on posting because it is such a cliché lol

SONG- FEVER DUA LIPA FT ANGELE

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“Well, it’s a yes for me” Eyeing him in this Hot pink-fitted Burliti suit, which you paired with a very sheer black Arnar Mar turtle neck. The minute you saw the piece on the runway you’d been dying to get it on someone with melanated skin, and it just so happens, the boys are fresh off the US leg of their stadium tour! So, lucky for you, baby boy’s been in the sun a lot, and Namjoon’s currently a sinful shade of brown and you're totally here for it…

Then to top it off, the mesh material of the turtle neck creates the perfect silhouette around his offensively toned chest, outlining the muscles sinfully. Eternally snorting at the way the fans are gonna thank and curse you out all at the same damn time once they see the looks you’ve pulled for this man!

And yes, you had your crew bring extended shades of foundation and concealer, because his face and neck will match if your name is going to be attached to these damn photos!

Head tilted to the side as you silently observe the way he rakes over his reflection in the mirror, it’s a sixth sense you’ve acquired as a stylist at this point. Half of your job is essentially being a hype man/self love coach, real shit, a lot of these artist aren't always as...confident as one may think!

And just like clockwork Namjoon runs his palm down his thighs, smoothing out nonexistent wrinkles on his pants for the umpteenth time in the span of oh I don’t know 30 seconds? Which in turn prompts you to say….

“You look good Joonie...” Musing over your second glass of Don, the compliment was genuine, tone warm, soothing even, not a hint flirtation insight because that wasn’t your motive. You weren’t trying to get him flustered you’re just trying to gas him up a little, you wanted to see Namjoon get alittle cocky and feel himself!

Ears perking up like an overgrown puppy, head whipping in your direction “Yeah?” The way this man’s eyes just lit up like the soul skyline. I just-goddamn, an almost bashful smile toys on those plush lips of his, and you can’t help the way your chest flutters with nothing but fondness.

“So fuckin cute” Flutters off your lips, as you hide a smile of your own behind a half empty whine glass. The delivery was so faint it almost go lost in the background music floating through the air. However the slight flush hitting his cheeks let you know Namjoon heard you whether he wanted to admit it or not!

”Mmmhmm, the color looks fuckin insane against your skin, not to mention, the way everything's going to pop once we tone your hair a little! “ Eyes drinking him in from head to toe, though there was nothing suggestive playing within your iris. Very much aware of time and place and right now your genuinely looking respectfully! Seeing if any alterations are needed, making sure you like where everything sits along his frame. Making notes in your phone of places you want to pin and adjust later...snapping a couple shots here and there.

Licking his lips anxiously as he plays with the lapels on the blazer “But like-I mean-I- dont’-It doesn’t look like I’m... trying too hard or anything?” Brows furrowed in the center of his face, jaw tight, wincing slightly at his own words, almost as if he was afraid of your response. The vulnerability within his delivery was more than evident, and no matter how common this is with artist, it’s still just as devastating! Regardless of how much he tried to play it off as if he was just making casual conversation, you can see how blatantly uncomfortable he is . Gazing back at you wide eyed, and uncannily exposed, pointing at the outfit in question. Licking his lips anxiously as he plays with the the blazer, switching posses subtlety trying to get a better feel for the suit.

You stayed silent for a minute, taking the time to actually process before speaking which is rare, not gonna lie. Gaze piercing as you hop off the bed, wine, and accessories in hand, swaying closer. “It’s fashion”. The baited pause almost implied that’s all you had to say, as if one-word was self-sufficient, and in your mind it was...but you knew better than to just leave it at that.

“Art at its finest Mr. Kim” You smile something a little devious, and he flushes even deeper as you slowly start to invade his space eyes locked with him meaningfully. You can physically see the shift, the closer you get, Namjoon starts fidgeting slightly under your gaze but he doesn't back down.

“It gives you room to play, create...it’s something that let’s us connect to people without saying a damn thing.” Suddenly the hand that wasn’t holding your alcohol has become a prop, flailing around haphazardly as you spoke, pointing at the various pieces hanging on clothes racks in your suite! The penthouse has essentially been transformed into your own personal walk in closet for the next 5 or so days! “It’s a statement. A opportunity to tap into a side of yourself that maybe you can’t always verbally articulate to the world around you! More importantly, it’s supposed to be fun, it’s literally something that can be removed within seconds! I mean we all have to wear clothes so why not just enjoy it?” Head cocked to the side as you appraise him, brow quirked, eyes warm, yet there's a clear challenge playing within your gaze.

Namjoon’s watching you intently, almost as if he’s taking mental notes as you speak...the heaviness within those dangerously honed eyes of his could almost be unsettling to some, but you quite like it. Made you feel as though he actually gives a flying fuck about what you’re saying.

“In my opinion the only time it looks like someone’s “Trying too hard” Making little air bunnies with your spare hand “Is if they look uncomfortable in what they’re wearing, confidence is key, and I know you know that better than anyone RM!” You muse batting your lashes in Namjoon’s direction, and he dimples back at you, eyes sinking into tiny crescents, face rivaling the color of his suit, trying to hide said smile behind his own glass of champagne.

“I could put you in a damn clown suit...” Words trailing off your tongue lackadaisically as you grow distracted searching the bar for a specific chain from John Hardy. “Which” Focus snapping back in his direction making the later splutter a little “Would be fire as fuck if I did by the way, but-” Namjoon ended up cackling midsentence, almost choking on his drink in the process, fist pounding against his sternum.

Yeah..killing the leader of Bangtan wasn’t really high on your list tonight....

“Ayee, none of that shit...” Smacking him in the back a little more so just to be an ass because he wasn’t even choking anymore “Don’t die on me until we at least get this damn photoshoot done, I had to cancel my trip to Jamaica for this shit!”

Now he’s damn near choking and his laugh was contagious, it’s just.. loud, carefree so yes, your cackling, and there's nothing cute about it. But you honestly don’t care, you let yourself get lost in it! Finally able to feel the atmosphere in the room start to shift to something a little less scripted and a little more organic...

Throwing his hands in the air as If he’s waving a nonexistent white flag “I’m sorry, noona” There’s a pout playing in his lips, not exactly aegyo per say, but it’s fuckin adorable “Blame PD-nim, it’s his fault we had to do this so last minute” Wheezes from his throat, in the form of a slight whine, almost rivaling Jimin if I’m honest.

You already know he was laughing more so due to your delivery, specifically, your casual use of profanity over anything else. This is actually something you use to be self-conscious about, especially at your first shoot with the boys, at the shoot for GQ . Well aware it wasn’t as common in Asia for people especially women to use “fuck” like a comma. So you were hoping they wouldn’t be offended, or uncomfortable by your dialect, and, thankfully they didn’t seem to mind. Much like Joonie over here, they found it entertaining over anything.

“Yeah, a huh, sureee...” Eyes rolling to the back of your head playfully as you start lightly altering the suit in question with clips and pens. “Stay still babe” The pet name slipped off your tongue effortlessly, honestly, that's what you call most people in your life. However you were far too focused to notice how wide eyed and flustered the man before you became upon hearing it directed at him so casually.

A faint little “Sorry” muses off his lips as he gnaws on his inner cheek, trying to stay still as you ghetto-rig hems into place until you can get this under your sewing needle.

“ No, but real shit…” You sigh, taking on a slightly more serious tone “If you step in front of that camera like you own the bitch, regardless of what your wearing..., then they can’t tell you shit! If your comfortable there’s no such thing as trying too hard” You shrug nonchalantly like that was the simplest concept known to man, downing the rest of your drink “Alright, that’s all, thanks for coming to my Ted talk” Waving him off as if you’re about to leave the room and he pouted playfully, jokingly begging you not to leave him yet...it felt good to be able to banter like this. The shift continuous shift within the atmosphere was more than welcomed…

Hesitantly you watch his eyes find their way back to the full length mirror, which promptly smacks you back to reality!

Unfortunately you didn't fly all the way to Seoul just to drink, and shoot shit with Namjoon for hours on end, your actually here to work…

Sooo...

“Alright” Placing your arms on his shoulders, giving him a reassuring squeeze as you peer over his shoulder. Meeting his gaze through the glass, chin resting gently against the blade. “Back to the reason you came Mr. “I’m sooo anxiously” Shooting him a teasing little smirk in the process “The suit, yay or nay”

So, here’s the thing technically the official fitting is tomorrow, and as far as his team knows he’s in the studio with Yoongi and Hoseok finishing up a song!

Which of course raises the question as to why he’s here..alone..mind you..no staff or security in site.

Just Kim Namjoon and yourself.....

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Heyyyy, Lemme know if you guys want this or not, it will leave kinda open ended because it was supposed to kinda be a 3 part mini series initially. Part 1 ends the morning of the shoot, the full thing is set to be around 6/7k! Spoiler, the company is going to want to keep her around for more than just Namjoon’s solo project....

Also, YES...I did see that they actually put Tae in that Burliti suit (I wrote this long before that shoot was released)...I actually hated the way it was styled it though...I never thought I’d say this but MGK’s team did a better job than BH....

#Namjoon x reader #namjoon smut #namjoon x you #kim namjoon #kim namjoon x reader #kim namjoon smut #bts #bts smut #bts au #kpop #kpop smut #kim namjoon x you

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islamictantramantra · 1 year ago

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Dua to Get Lost Love Back

We, as a whole, face periods of detachment and separation in the relationship in our life. The genuine issue happens when these separations become wide and nearly the lasting finish of the relationship. If you have parted ways with your darling as of late and are searching to win them back.

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ivarsshieldmaiden · 4 years ago

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Hi everybody!

This is going to be my first fic. I just started because I felt so bored at work. I don't know where its going. But maybe you like it and I start writing..

Just ignore my English, it got so bad over the last years :( just message me any mistakes!

Modern! Ivar x reader

Am I ready for real love?

You are in your mid-twenties, everyone around you has a girlfriend or a boyfriend.. expect you. This thing called love just sucks. You don't know why relationships existed. You had fun living on your own and doing what you want with whom you want.

Until now.. it just hit you. You where about to go to a festival in danmark with all of your coupled up friends. It felt strange somehow..having no-one on your side. Sitting alone on the bus, booking a single room..

Where did this feeling come from ?

"Is everything okay, y/n?" asked your friend Nina. " yeah sure. I just..I don't know, Nina. Its just you all got boyfriends and talk about your future lifes, about marrying and having children. Its just I think I don't fit in anymore."

"No,no,no - just because you've got no boyfriend doesn't mean you don't fit in anymore. Your one of my best friends. You know you can talk to me anytime. Maybe we should get you a hot dane at the festival. They're always good looking"

"Yeah maybe" you were so sad, it wasn't how you used to be. You just couldn't figure out why. Maybe you should try and look out for some real relationship.

"Come on y/n. Just unpack your things. We will meet at 3pm to get in the bus to the festival."

You were unpacking your things. Alone. Alone in your room. So much time for overthinking.

You got into the bus and everyone was cheering and already singing. With the alcohol your good mood came back and you joined them along.

The set up of the festival was incredible it looked so much better than you imagined. Colourful and a lot of little details that matched so good. The weather has already changed from rainy and foggy to sunny and so did your mood. You didn't want to destroy your festival-holiday by thinking about a potential boyfriend.

"Take that shot, drink it" said one of your friends. You all were pretty drunk already. You kept having fun and dancing.

"I need to pee, guys." you said. "Wait here for me,please." You don't know if this was a good idea. Would you ever find your friends again. But you were to drunk to care.

After returning from the toilet your friends were gone. "Fuck" you thought "what am I about to do know?"

Apparently you looked pretty confused because a stranger came up to you.

"Hej, whats up? Can I help you, you look pretty lost."

"Oh I, i dont know. I think I've lost my friends and I was thinking about what to do." You mumbled, a little shy because you already got lost in his ocean, oh so clearly, blue eyes.

"Um, maybe I could help you..if you want. I'm Ivar by the way." he said.

What?? What is going on? Think straight y/n. You're not going anywhere with a guy who just came up to you. But his eyes oh gosh and his shoulders and hands.

"Yeah that would be nice, I'm y/n" you said, a little bit comfier then before.

What did Nina say. Danes are always good looking. Oh she was so dann right with that.

You started walking around the whole festival-field. You tried to call your friends. But no sign. Nothing.

"Where are you from? You are not from danmark are you?" Ivar suddenly asked.

From all your daydreaming and searching you were a little bit shocked. "No, I'm not from danmark. But we are neighbours actually. I'm from Germany." you said.

You were so shy. It was his aura you thought. He made you shy. He was so handsome and his eyes. His eyes you were already drowning in them.

You were talking a bit about yourself and Ivar about himself. You were really getting along and felt some comfort.

Suddenly your phone was ringing. It was Nina.

"Hi y/n we are so sorry but Dua Lipa was playing and we had to go. But I see. You found some company. Is it a new fuckboy for your collection?"

"Wow Nina just shut up. He just helped me searching and he isn't a fuckboy. Go and leave me be." you jelled. Maybe a little too loud, because Ivar was raising a eyebrow.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that, but she gets on my nerves with this. I just want a fucking relationship." You already regretted what you said.. ivar was still a complete stranger, but it felt good to let it out.

"No its alright. I understand. Its hard when you've always been the one who got no real relationship and now has to hang around with these married couples and their kids. I know what you mean." Ivar said and pointed at a quieter and more private place under a tree.

You followed him. Maybe this was a start of something. Did you feel a connection ? Even if you two haven't talked that much? Maybe it was. Don't overthink it, you thought. Don't.

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