#Which powerful dua for husband come back

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Dua For Husband Come Back

Allah Has blessed us all with beautiful relations and people around us who care for us, protect us, motivate us, and who support us. Planning of Allah is always the best as we all know. The relationship of husband-wife is very obvious, very generous, and very neat. Husbands are the most precious gifts for their wives by Allah S.WT Pak. Different factors make love marriage successful or…

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A Match made in heaven

Disclaimer: The characters or the main plot of Spy x Family belongs to me and the song Physical belongs to Dua Lipa and the composer of the song. Only the idea for this story is mine.

This idea came to me while I was listening to this song. I didn’t have the idea clear until I sat down and started to write it. It’s short but I hope you enjoy it.

By the way, I mentioned an event that happened in the Manga 103, it is just a small mention so, if you read it you will know, if you didn’t it won’t be a spoiler.

Common love isn't for us We created something phenomenal Don't you agree?

It’s been a while since Yor and Loid discovered their secret identities and both felt like a weight was lifted off their shoulders. Now Garden and WISE did some missions together, especially the ones that required murders or a different approach.

Loid and Yor were OK with it and they even asked to work as a partner, which was accepted by their bosses. They were in love and wanted to protect the other, even when they knew that the other was capable of surviving on their own.

It had been six months since their reveal and they made the perfect team. Yor assassin abilities and Loid’s costumes and quick thought process were a match made in heaven.

You got me feeling diamond rich Nothing on this planet compares to it Don't you agree?

Yor was at peace knowing that they didn’t have secrets, even Anya told them about her powers and some of her experiences, that’s why Garden and WISE were after the people behind Apple Project and, probably, after the project Anya was part of.

It was difficult since they were a super secret wing of the government and they couldn’t find it as easy as they wished for.

But even with that, she couldn’t help but be happy about having a beautiful family and sharing moments together when they were free.

Who needs to go to sleep when I got you next to me?

Their missions were at night so they couldn’t put Anya in bed, especially when the mission needed them to be at a party. Loid had to use his costumes and mask but Yor didn’t need them since she never let anyone alive so they could identify her.

Some other nights they didn’t need to go sleep because they ended up making love in their, now official, married bedroom.

All night, I'll riot with youI know you got my back and you know I got youSo come on (come on), come on (come on), come on (come on)Let's get physicalLights out, follow the noiseBaby, keep on dancing like you ain't got a choiceSo come on (come on), come on (come on), come onLet's get physical

There was one mission where they ended up making a riot, they needed information and Yor was there as a back-up in case Twilight was found, and it happened. She began to use her sharp weapons to protect him and he stole a gun from a dead body and both, back to back, started to fight.

Her strength and stamina were amazing but his stamina was good as well. He had to keep picking up guns as she killed the men on their way to the exit while he covered her back with those guns.

They entered a room and he shot the light interrupter and they managed to escape, with the information they needed. Her husband was that good. They shared a kiss and left the house of their mission’s target.

Adrenaline keeps on rushing inLove the simulation we're dreaming inDon't you agree?Don't you agree?I don't wanna live another life'Cause this one's pretty niceLiving it up

They arrived home early in the morning and with the adrenaline still high, they took a shower and prepared for a school meeting where both parents needed to be.

But neither Yor nor Loid wouldn’t want it any other way. This life was perfect for them... Spy and assassin but above all of that... parents.

Hold on, just a little tighterCome on, hold onTell me if you're readyCome on (come on, come on)Baby, keep on dancingLet's get physical

They were sitting on the sofa, just holding each other. That day was quite eventful but if they have each other, they couldn’t have any other way. They were ready to do everything to protect this life, this peace.

Watching news about seals trapped in their canal or how happy others were by a day in the park playing with a dog... Those things were enough for them to never give up. Especially when that little girl sleeping in the other room is happy and safe.

They aren’t afraid to get physical if that means peace.

OOooOOooOO

I might leave this fanfic open in case I think of more songs to use for these two with the same theme. Them knowing each other’s identities.

If you enjoy it, let me know and there’s a song that could be used next time.

Thank you for reading.

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Most Powerful & Effective Dua For Husband

You can use the strong prayer Dua for husband protection to keep your husband safe from all harm. People pray to ask Allah (SWT) to protect them and show them the right way to live. People who are married and want to ensure their husband is safe will find this prayer helpful. It’s also a great way to show your husband how much you love and care for him and ask Allah to protect him.

A Guide to Dua on Praying for Your Husband’s Protection

An essential part of any marriage is praying for your husband’s safety. A strong way to ask Allah to protect and guide your husband is through dua, which means “prayer.” This guide will help you get the most out of your dua to protect your husband.

Let’s begin with Basmala. “In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful” is the Basmala. To start any prayer or request, say this.

Ask Allah to keep you safe. Prayer: Please keep your husband safe from all harm. Ask Him to protect him from danger in his body, mind, and spirit.

Ask someone for help. Ask Allah to help your husband make all the right choices. Ask Him to help him understand and be wise.

Ask to be strong. Ask Allah to make your husband strong and brave so he can handle anything that comes his way.

Ask God to bless you. Prayer: Please give your husband good health, wealth, and happiness.

Beg for forgiveness. Have Allah forgive your husband for anything he may have done wrong, and be kind to him.

Say hello to everyone again. Say a prayer of thanks to the Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) to end your dua.

You can get the most out of your dua to protect your husband if you do these things. Don’t forget that Allah hears you and will answer your prayers. Also, you can consult with Maulana — Rijwan Khan on whatsapp.

How to Strengthen Your Marriage with the Power of a Dua for Protecting Your Husband

One effective tool for preserving marriages is the power of the dua for husband protection. One asks Allah for assistance and direction in the Islamic prayer known as dua. It is thought that when someone makes dua, Allah will grant their wants and answer their prayers.

The 100% Best Working Dua To Keep Enemies Away

When you’re married, you can employ a dua to protect your spouse from injury or danger. It can also be applied to improve the husband and wife’s relationship. You can utilize dua to seek Allah for direction and assistance in addressing any problems that could come up in your marriage.

Remembering that Allah is the most merciful and forgiving is essential when reciting a dua to protect one’s husband. As a result, it’s critical to provide dua in a humble and real manner. It’s also vital to remember that Allah is aware of what is best for us and will grant our requests most efficiently.

6 Amazing Duas for Difficult Husbands That You Can Trust

When you say the dua to protect your husband, you should consider the good things about your marriage. This includes thanking Allah for all the good things he has done for the couple. Also, it’s essential to ask Allah to help you figure out how to fix any problems that might come up in the marriage.

Doing more than the dua to protect your husband is essential. You should also do things to make your marriage stronger. This means spending valuable time together, talking to each other honestly and openly, and showing each other how much you value them. Doing these things will help build a strong base for your marriage and keep it safe from harm.

6 Tried Duas to Bring Back a Loved One

One effective tool for preserving marriages is the power of the dua for husband protection. Couples can seek Allah for direction and assistance in addressing any problems that may emerge in their marriage by performing dua sincerely and humbly. Furthermore, putting specific steps in place to strengthen the marriage will contribute to building a solid base and shielding it from harm or danger.

The Advantages of A Husband Protection Dua: Maintaining a Strong and Compatible Marriage

A marriage is a beautiful bond between two people but can also be weak. To keep your marriage strong and healthy, you should do certain things. The best way to do this is to say a dua to protect your husband.

Dua is a prayer in Islam that people say to ask Allah for help and direction. People think that Allah will answer their prayers and protect and bless them when they make dua. If you are married, you can use dua to ask Allah to protect and guide both of you. Moreover, you can visit Loveduaghar.com for more information.

6 Strong Duas to Help Husband and Wife Love Each Other

When you say the dua to protect your husband, you should consider the good things about your marriage — talking about how thankful they are for the good things Allah has given them, like a loving relationship, a strong bond, and a happy house. It’s also essential to ask Allah to help guide you and keep you safe from any bad factors that might be hurting your marriage.

Making a dua to protect your husband can also help you and your partner grow closer. The couple can confirm their love for each other and their marriage by thanking Allah for all the good things that have happened to them. This might help them get closer, which might help the marriage stay strong and healthy.

3 of the best Duas to get someone to marry you

Finally, saying a dua to protect your husband can help keep your marriage safe from outside factors. The couple can keep their marriage strong and healthy by asking Allah to protect them from bad forces that might hurt their relationship.

To keep your marriage strong and healthy, you must say the dua to protect your husband. A couple can keep their marriage strong and healthy by thanking Allah for all the good things He has done for them, asking Allah for help and protection, and keeping outside forces away from the marriage.

Final Words

To sum up, the dua for a husband’s safety is essential to a Muslim marriage. It’s a way to show your husband you love and respect him and to ask Allah to protect and guide you. Two married people should remember that Allah always watches over them and will help them when needed. Dua for husband protection is a strong tool that can help make a marriage stronger and the home more peaceful.

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REVIEWING THE CHARTS: 03/06/2023 (J Hus, Taylor Swift, Dua Lipa)

Content warning: Unusually murderous lyrics

Welp, it’s the eighth week on top of the UK Singles Chart for “Miracle” by Calvin Harris and Ellie Goulding... maybe its last? We’ll see but for now, welcome back to yet another episode of REVIEWING THE CHARTS!

Rundown

As always, we start with our notable dropouts although this may be one of those rare weeks where our returning entries are more interesting. Regardless, notable dropouts are songs exiting the UK Top 75 – which is what I cover – after five weeks in the region or a peak in the top 40. Sadly, we see “Mourning” by Post Malone leave the top 40 after only one week in the chart, and honestly most of these dropouts are at least decent. Sure, I’m not complaining about “Calendar” by Nines, but we also say farewell to “Healing” by Tion Wayne, “Energy” by Digga D and “B.O.T.A. (Baddest of Them All)”... as well as “Mr. Brightside” because of course but probably most unfortunately, “ceilings” by Lizzy McAlpine. It had a good run, and if I end up making a year-end list, it would end up pretty high to say the least.

We also see the three-song rule in action, which is partly why I mentioned our returning entries, as both Taylor Swift and Lewis Capaldi switch out their Pokémon. Capaldi exchanges “How I’m Feeling Now” for “Forget Me” (back at #62) which is the more rote exchange compared to Taylor, who lets “Anti-Hero” drop out of the chart – finally – thanks to the new reissue for Midnights, which has allowed “Snow on the Beach” featuring Lana Del Rey to re-enter at #24 due to a superior version that includes more vocals from Lana since fans were clamouring for it. More on Taylor later.

For now, there are three more returns and whilst I can’t say I was ever a big fan of Tina Turner, both her legendary presence and comeback in the 1980s as well as her heartbreaking story that makes her out like a badass who survived a ton of abuse from her ex-husband and lived life to the fullest for the years afterwards, was impossible to ignore, and still is. She did live a long life, but I can’t help but think that the Queen of Rock and Roll still never got her due flowers when alive, and I honestly include myself in that – why I haven’t dug into her albums is beyond me. Sadly, Tina never topped the chart here in the UK, peaking at #3 a fitting three times. Only one of those songs, the US chart-topper “What’s Love Got to Do with It” from 1984, returns this week at #35. A 2020 Kygo remix of said song was her latest chart hit, peaking at #31. Weirdly enough, Warren G and Adina Howard actually took the song further to #2 with their 1996 cover, which is bizarre to think about. Her 1993 cover of Creedence Clearwater Revival’s “Proud Mary” is back at #44, with this solo version actually reaching a new peak since it only got to #62 prior in 2010 thanks to an X Factor performance. The original CCR track hit #8 and the version Tina recorded with Ike never charted in the UK. Finally, at #25, we have “The Best”, probably tied with “What’s Love Got to Do with It” as her best known song. I imagine this charted higher because 1.) it’s the name of her greatest hits album, and 2.) it has a really triumphant, celebration of life feeling to it. The song is actually a cover of a Bonnie Tyler song but her version went nowhere whilst “The Best” was a global hit when performed by Tina Turner, so she definitely owns this song in the cultural understanding. Her version peaked at #5 in the UK, 90 spots higher than Tyler’s, and actually returned to #9 in, once again, 2010. I don’t think all these numbers effectively represent the impact of Tina Turner, and I’m far from the best person to relay what she and her songs meant to millions of people, but still, rest in power.

When it comes to the rest of our gains, well, we see boosts for “Little Things” by Jorja Smith at #45, “Satellite” and “Late Night Talking” by Harry Styles at #36 and #31 respectively, and that’s pretty much it aside from Taylor’s already mediocre “Karma” suffering from its frankly terrible Ice Spice remix, surging all the way up to #12. We’ll see if it sticks around, but I have my doubts.

As for the top five on this week’s UK Singles Chart, it’s looking pretty standard – we have “REACT” by Switch Disco and Ella Henderson featuring the late Robert Miles at #5 – not complaining about that one gaining – followed by “As it Was” by Harry Styles, and “Calm Down” by Rema both taking their sweet time at #4 and #3. And of course, we have “Daylight” by David Kushner at #2 and “Miracle” at the very top, so now it’s time to run through this week’s newest chart entries.

NEW ARRIVALS

#75 – “Pelle Coat” – Lil Durk

Produced by Chopsquad DJ

I did not listen to Almost Healed. I probably should have but whilst I do quite like Lil Durk a lot of the time, when I see production from Dr. Luke and features from Kodak Black, Morgan Wallen and the late Juice WRLD, a lot of my interest flies out of the window, especially since “All My Life” continues to sour on me outside of Durk’s contribution. Thankfully, we didn’t get any of that malarkey as thanks to a video, a solo Durk track consisting of mostly observational story-telling is what charted from his album, which peaked at #14 on the albums chart this week. I love how the more intimate 90s R&B keys play off the looming pianos, fitting for how gang violence and paranoia is meshed with trying to live an average, everyday life and forming personal relationships with people you love and then see die, with Chopsquad DJ really delivering what is pretty much a perfect beat for Durk, so it’s no surprise that he kills it, without a hook and instead just a creeping refrain – “they’re scared to come outside”. Durk keeps his wonky, fast-paced melodic flow as he recalls events from his life for four minutes, with these specific stories ending up becoming trends and routines, to the point where his aunt can’t even trust him after he saw his cousin die right in front of him, which is just a small part of the second verse but was what resonated with me. It gets to an interesting question – at what point is family still family? – but seemingly understands his aunt’s visceral reaction, since Hell, he has at least 12 visceral, distrusting gut reactions to tragedies in his life in this very song. He ends the song with a duality: Durk knows what he’s done in his life, and isn’t scared to face them... but he also asks Allah if he can forgive him for the sake of his family. How I’d describe the last couple bars, droned on with melodious Auto-Tune, would be helpless and lacking control. In fact, he loses control of the narrative throughout the song, intentionally or not, as his bars get longer, more specific and more wrapped up in context, whilst his flow gets sloppier and less melodic until the last couple lines, where he feels like he needs divine intervention just to know that he can be closer with his own children and make sure his friends aren’t dying. It’s a pretty devastating opener too, considering the first track is just Alicia Keys initiating the therapy session and “Pelle Coat” is how he ends up venting to her. It may not be for everyone, but it’s a pretty vulnerable track from Durk that I’m sad has to exist.

#67 – “Talibans” – Byron Messia

Produced by Kelly Beatz

Ah, the Taliban. My favourite Islamist fundamentalist organisation currently in control of most of Afghanistan. This is actually nothing new for the record – in Lil Yachty’s “Oprah’s Bank Account” with DaBaby, which peaked at #54, Drake compares himself to Osama bin Laden AND Barack Obama, and Future continuously mentions the Taliban in reference to his gang, as do many other rappers. Hell, Drake seems to have the Taliban follow him everywhere – he was on “Life is Good” with Future that peaked at #3 and that had Osama show up in the lyrics too. Hell, it had DaBaby on the remix also, and both songs were released in 2020. I may have inadvertently discovered the weirdest trend in pop music in the last five years. Moving on, Byron Messia is a bubbling artist born in Jamaica and apparently from St. Kitts and Nevis, with this being his breakout hit... and it’s completely serviceable dancehall. The bed of vocal samples that acts as a melody amidst the fizzy bass and tropical drums doesn’t really serve much of a foundation: it feels really minimal, and the fact that Messia goes for an Auto-Tune croon instead of a more threatening delivery just makes this feel pretty dissonant. The creeping violence in the pre-chorus – where he says that the brain will be shot so far it ends up in Canada which, unless something’s lost in the language barrier, is pretty funny – does not mix with this cloudy dancehall pop at all, and it really wouldn’t bother me if he were more interesting in his delivery or if there was anything to this production, and no, repeating the chorus with ridiculous vibrato inflections as the outro is not “interesting”. I guess it’s completely fine but I definitely won’t be returning to this.

#63 – “Good Love” – Hannah Laing and RoRo

Produced by Hannah Laing and James Hurr

Alright, I’ll bite: who the Hell are any of these people? So Hannah Laing is a Scottish DJ from Dundee who’s been doing mixes and bootlegs for quite a while now, and has some connections in the Ibiza circuit, as well as podcasts, club nights and a recent documentary. James Hurr is a London producer, and RoRo is an R&B singer from Barbados. This track, topped with a very Scottish cover art, is a club banger based on RoRo’s pitch-shifted vocals about love and freedom, and I’ll say – great choice for a hook, Hannah, if this is a remix, and great idea, RoRo, if it isn’t – “give me permission to lose my head” is a banger line to put at the end of your refrain for a hardcore track. The breakbeats waiver off of the warped bass before clashing into a muted yet alarming synth kick keeping everything just tight enough for an explosion to eventually come around the corner, and then... well, it doesn’t happen immediately. We get a festival-ready moment of tension that sticks for way longer than I assumed it would, chopping up RoRo’s vocals into an entirely new hook, as the breakbeats ramp up in intensity amidst all the reverb and filters, only for it to tighten right back up again. If I’m honest, I do feel kind of cheaped out of a good climax here, and I’m kind of underwhelmed by the “drop” if you can call it that – it feels more like just returning to the song as usual, with not much changed in terms of melodies or synth layering, and especially not production, to make it feel all that worth it. Maybe an extended mix would help me enjoy this since it brings the potential for more build-up and more punch, and I have no doubt this would go hard thrown in a DJ mix, but I feel like it’s not quite there for me yet, which is a shame since this sound usually clicks with me immediately. There’s a great foundation here, with good ideas, but it just doesn’t hit like I want it to.  

#20 – “Dance the Night” (From Barbie the Album) – Dua Lipa

Produced by Mark Ronson, Picard Brothers and Andrew Wyatt

I could not care less for the Barbie movie, but a star-studded soundtrack with Mark Ronson at the helm sounds like more my speed, especially if it’s going to go all-out with the camp style of the brand. I do feel Ronson could potentially fumble this by wanting to make it feel cool, which really shouldn’t be happening when one of the songs is a cover of Aqua’s “Barbie Girl” with Nicki Minaj and Ice Spice... but I’ll definitely be listening to it when it comes out to hear if Ronson spares his dignity on this record, which he really shouldn’t when considering what he’s actually making the soundtrack for. This Dua Lipa single is the lead-off for the Barbie moment of the Summer, and... yeah, this sure sounds like a Future Nostalgia song. Given “We’re Good” and “Sweetest Pie”, I wasn’t really excited for whatever Dua was seemingly going to put out sound-wise but at least it was a bit different to what we’d already heard her try and succeed with flying colours at. This just feels like Ronson re-sparking the magic of that last Dua album and I mean, you can’t really fail with that? The strings are immense, the claps are alive, and Dua’s ad-libs and harmonies feel perfectly orchestrated alongside the groove, which is something Mark Ronson has always been great at. Something else he’s great at is making something that means completely nothing sound as cinematic as possible – and given this song is just about, well, dancing and fun and some PG romance, the strings and twinkling keys do a lot of heavy lifting in making this feel like well, anything, yet it still just kind of feels muddy. The mix is dynamic, sure, but the groove is unchanging apart from the Disney pre-chorus, which we don’t always get, and whilst I love the harmonies and vocal riffing Dua engages in here, it feels like it’s covering up a melodically void chorus, one that’s not as catchy and honestly too covered in sprinkles to really work for me. I know, I know, I said I didn’t want him to spare his dignity, but I feel like he fell into that exact trap I was suspecting – Dua doesn’t get any funny lines or inflections, the song feels orchestrated which is a gift and a curse, and the songwriting is kind of rote. With this Barbie album, I want less serviceable pop music and more sacrifices – it would probably fit with the movie and brand more than he thinks it does. Alas, this is still a decent song, just not one that really elevates to a higher level like much of Future Nostalgia did. There’s some life missing here.

#18 – “Hits Different” – Taylor Swift

Produced by Taylor Swift, Aaron Dessner and Jack Antonoff

This originally Target-exclusive track from Midnights was naturally a fan favourite to be added onto streaming and with the newest reissue, this was one of the three tracks added – the other two were alternate versions previously mentioned in this episode. I’m sure for Swifties this was worth the wait but I don’t like this at all. “Hits Different” is about a vivid breakup that’s just so much more impactful than the others because of how the relationship felt. We’ve got an acoustic guitar pickup that really could find better use in some indie rock, that gets muddied with some gross-sounding percussion that hits in full force in a chorus alongside Antonoff’s buzzy synths and a really awkward cadence from Taylor that feels a bit outside of what she wants to do? I don’t know, pretty much all of the melodies here feel like reaches for Taylor’s voice and inflections, especially with harmonies that get kind of messy, and whilst that very much could be the intention for a song about a “catastrophic” breakup, it doesn’t really hit that this means all that much as she claims it to. Sure, it’s in the writing, but by the time we get to Taylor’s borderline yelling and rapping in the bridge, I’m confused to why this isn’t in full mourning mode. If it’s not easy to move on, why is the song so breezy and flowery in how she sloppily moves through overwritten lines? That third verse also feels kind of tacked on and unnecessarily dissonant for a song that just ends up continuing as if nothing’s changed. I suppose it’s a fine pop song, but it feels like the fundamentals aren’t there so they just pumped it with nicely-produced Jack Antonoff Juice to make it sound realised. Even when charting in the top 20, this is still a bonus track and honestly for good reason.

#15 – “It’s Crazy” – J Hus

Produced by Fumes Beats

And finally, we end the episode with the comeback of J Hus and... man, this is devilish. The beat from Fumes Beats is pretty standard drill with a particularly menacing acoustic guitar, oddly infectious vocal loops and a hard-hitting 808, but Hus is really the main story here, and he’s completely unhinged in borderline sadistic violence, with a flow that is basically Ol’ Dirty Bastard levels of just barely staying on beat yet still piquing your interest with menace and madness. The comic antagonism gets to really interesting places, especially when he basically just starts talking, criticising people for wanting to see him as a villain when he’s living his life peacefully before immediately back-tracking and saying he’s been feeling evil recently – but not recently, just forever. There’s a rasp and grit to his voice here, but it’s not overwhelming or fully aggressive, making it feel even more out-there and honestly damn near creepy, with a great rhyme scheme in the first verse making up for the purposefully awkward silences. The first verse starts with psychological torture and the second starts with just straight-up sadistic torture, with a build-up of eerie Halloween synths that really makes this feel as evil as possible. It’s not surprising he compares himself to the Joker, but calling himself the “father” of pain and trauma goes unnecessarily hard, and he even admits to murder giving him a boner. There’s a soaring screech of strings that just barely intercepts the bass in the second half of the second verse and, no pun intended, it is killer, and leads very well back into the chorus, if you can call it that. I didn’t really expect the highest debut this week to be as murderous as this, but as someone who likes their hardcore rap particularly unhinged, I’m surprised to see this as a lead single, but definitely not complaining. This is insane.

Conclusion

I feel like I need to give J Hus Best of the Week for “It’s Crazy” since I’m pretty sure if I don’t, I won’t see another chart, but it’s not like he doesn’t deserve it, with the very close Honourable Mention going to Lil Durk for “Pelle Coat”. Good week for paranoid murder raps, I guess. As for the rest, it really wasn’t a standout week in either extreme, but I think I’m giving Worst of the Week to Taylor Swift for “Hits Different” with a Dishonourable Mention to “Talibans” by Byron Messia, just for being pretty boring. For what’s on the horizon, I think we can expect an overthrow at the very top, but elsewhere, I guess we’ll find out. Thanks for reading, and I’ll see you next week!

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|Got Me Loosin All My Cool| M|

Pairings: Jungkook X Reader | Jimin X Reader( Smut) FT- Side Tae & Yoongi

Note: Kook is in 80% of this but he’s “new” to the dynamic...so the smut is with Jimin and the OC...not Kookie!

About- Jimin and yourself take Jungkook shopping for a new suit to wear to the “Spectrum” launch party! OH, and Jimin fucks you in the backseat of your truck in the parking garage of the mall…..

OR: You know Kookie still in that “Broke college grad” phase only being with the company barley a month, and you don’t want him to feel self-conscious at the event! You’ve also been too busy to really check in with him to see how he’s adjusting! So, you thought something like this, in a more laxed atmosphere, would be a good solution! Oh and Jimin, honestly he’s just nosey as fuck and inched himself along, like nobody really invited him he invited his damn self! Also Jungook can’t underatand why the fuck your all so damn attractive...like...why!?

Jungkook’s a sweetheart and lowkey confused and whipped for everybody

Tae’s kinda being a spoiled asshole

Yoongi’s over it!

Jimin’s being a brat, he’s not use to having to “Behave” around others, espeically while your wearing “that” dress.....

-Song Reference- COOL-  Dua lipa

WC: 6K

WARNINGS: Semi-public sex/Top OC/Power bottom Jimin/ Spit play/ Cum play/ Fingering (F receiving) Cockrings/Lube (yes ppl actually use that IRL )Dirty talk/ biting, finger sucking

FINAL NOTE: This little excerpt is the prequel to the next full-length one-shot “All Eyes On Me” which is Hoseoks official ‘Intro” if you will. The full Summary for that can be found in the Masterlist which is linked below! Also if you’re new here..this is a stand-alone one-shot within my OT7Poly AU called “7 Deep” Short version: Your husband Namjoon and yourself run a successful Adult Film Entertainment Company called “Onyx” with your 5 best friends from college who you also happen to be in an open relationship with!

(Sneak peek)

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ONXY ENTERTAINEMENT 10:45 AM

Jungkook’s happy I guess almost surprisingly so, I mean yeah Yoongi and yourself seemed cool in the interview, and when he did is work interview the vibe was chill. But let’s get real, we all know shit always seems better than it actually is in the interviews!

For one he honestly wasn’t expecting to be given such free reign already which is also why he’s happy as hell he didn’t listen to his roommate’s Mark and Ten and lie on his resume. Granted, everything still had to go through Yoongi first but he wasn’t just... I don’t know editing thumbnails like he thought he was actually doing real work. He’s been here barely a month and he already has reels he can add to his portfolio! Learning new tips and tricks, believe it or not, even through his internships he’s learned that some people are stingy when it comes to sharing knowledge. Yoongi however was far from that, thankfully he was well aware that just because you teach someone your “secrets” doesn’t mean you’re essentially replacing yourself! What makes you good at your job isn’t just how it’s done its how you do it!

If only Kookie could stop internally fangirling over Yoongi his life would be a little easier! He’d seen hundreds of your companies films before and being the production major he is..of course, he’d watch it the first time to jack off..then the second time he’d find himself just as if not even more turned on for the production quality. That’s something Onyx is always praised for..”Aesthetically pleasing porn”. Every morning, Yoongi would sit him down and show him something new and for the first time he finally understands what people mean when they say that someones mind is..attractive! Not Yoongi himself though, because that’s his boss and that would be weird but like his brain, ya know? Yoongi’s brian is sexy in a broboss way...I don’t know just go with it!

Anyway, Kook’s current project was actually one of his favorites so far because it was forcing him to actually challenge himself! This was something actually requested by Hoseok, who he learned was 26, the head of marketing, always bouncing around like he’s had 6 expresso shots and somehow manages to make streetwear look professional…. But anyway the task is creating trailers for films that are pc enough to not be blocked on platforms like IG but spicy enough to get ppl to wanna watch the full thing. Making a climax without the actual climax if you know what I mean. So he’d have to sit there and watch the films, try not to get hard and wanna jack off while watching said films...then take notes and screencaps of the best moments and compile them together without showing “too much”. He’s never been so thankful that he could wear sweatpants to work….because…..yeah it was hard..literally and figuratively hard...but like I said he’s happy and can pay his bills so that’s cool too!

Don’t get me wrong he still feels a little out of place at times and surprisingly enough not for the reason he expected! Two months shy of his 21st bday he assumed he’d feel a type of way because he’s the youngest but that’s not the case! Hell, they went to Nobu for lunch last week and Jin actually slid him his drunk so he wasn’t the only one not drinking!  Flashing him a cheeky little wink and whispering “Don’t tell mom” in reference to you once Kook looked back at him like a deer in headlights! It seems as though they care more about his talent than his age which is the way it should be because he knows he’s good at what he dose!

However, Onyx is kinda like those offices you see on TV, the kind he never thought where real, behind closed doors the environment is far from pc! It’s not a normal morning unless somebodies cursing out there computers! This morning he swore Taehyung told Jimin he had a shrimp dick…… There’s “that’s what she said” jokes being thrown out left and right, people cracking jokes on one another. And it’s not that he feels uncomfortable by any means again he’s a 20 y/o kid from LA it’s just ...he’s new...ya know? So he doesn’t know if he’s “allowed” to do that! So in the meantime, he just spends his days laughing until his chest hurts!

But besides that everybody’s chill , he’s still trying to learn people, regardless of how laxed the office is everybody’s busy as all hell especially Namjoon and yourself! The two of you are actually his biggest mystery, he’s never thought of marriage being something that he’d want. He’s always heard that people change, and shit gets boring, but even in a work environment that’s far from the vibe he gets from the two of you! You actually make marriage seem exciting, worth it, like a gift, not a task…..

Something else that he can’t truly wrap his head around is that your his boss, like legitimately his boss! Somebody that looks like you,I mean fuck your not even 30, you sway around the office in your little dresses and designer heels! Always dolled up hell sometimes he questions if he’s the one in some upscale porno! Actually, not just you all of you why the fuck are all of you so effortlessly attractive and put together?! To make it even worse you all know your shit too! Two days ago for example Kook went to Yoongi to ask if there was a certain way he wanted the ending credits to come into frame, and instead of Yoongi responding you did! Using terminology that had him ready to run home and pull out his “Intro to production” text box! Shit don’t make any Goodman sense...even Yoongi sitting in his office looking like he could be in one of the films he’s editing and no, god no why is he thinking this about his higher-ups?! No, no, nope try again Jeon!

However, now that we’re on this topic, there is one person that he can’t quite wrap his head around...I mean yeah he’s nice but he just seems more reserved around Jungkook than everyone else. Which is odd considering he’s the one Kook meet first, he’s actually the one that encouraged him to even submit his resume, to begin with! What makes it even odder is Yoongi and yourself actually told him that Tae was the most outgoing...it’s not that Jungkook nessercally thinks Tae dislikes him it’s just ...I don’t know, I don’t know…I guess he was just...warmer when the two of them met at Starbucks then he is now that they actually work together!

...And I guess that’s why he almost shit himself when his phone rang and the incoming name rang though as….”Taehyung Kim”...he kinda hoped he pocket dialed him and would just hand up! But wait, I guess you can’t really do that from a landline can you?? Fuckkkkkk

“I know technologies come a long way Kook, but phones don’t answer themselves ya know…” Eyes fluttering over to see Yoongi smirking at him, tone blatantly amused as he flipped through a file he had in his hands.It’s like he could sense how nervous he is too “Don’t worry about Tae, he’s more bark than he is bite, he’s literally a puppy dressed in Gucci…” Flicking his chin in the direction of the phone with a reassuring smile.

With a timid nod and shaky fingers Jungkook picks up  the call on the final ring “H-hello??”

“Jungkook? Can you come to my office in the next 5 or so minutes?” His tone wasn’t rude by any means but it also wasn’t the most inviting. Eyes fluttering overly timidly in Yoongis direction because he knew Tae was loud enough that the elder could hear and he smiled fondly, nodding in approval. Arms crossed firm against his chest, head cocked to the side, eyes squinting slightly from under his black baseball cap, as if he was now purposely trying to hear the conversation.

“Umm, yeah, yeah of course…” God, why does he sound like he’s still going through puberty right now!? Voice fluttering ina and out of an octave!

“Great!”

Tae just hangs up, no goodbye ...promoting Yoongi to roll his eyes, with an exasperated sigh...Jungkook just sits there for a moment, not too sure what to do!

“You’re free to go, Seok dosen’t need these until Friday and your deifiently far enough along, a little time away from your desk wont hurt! Oh, just save your stuff first though! The systems moving slow as fuck and I’m about ready to break my damn computer so I’ll probably do a system reboot while you’re gone!”

Jungkook nods timidly, swallowing so hard he’s sure Yoongi heard it, fingers scattering to do as Yoongis instructed, he literally feels like he’s going to throw up! Why does Tae make him so nervous? I mean no offense but Tae isn’t even his boss why is he more freaked out of Taehyung than is actual boss!

He hears a heavy sigh fall from behind him, as Yoongi invites himself to take a seat, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder ‘First off, you’re doing fucking great, and I mean that, so step back...and breath...” Squeezing his shoulder slightly, tone calm yet stable enough to ground the younger! 

 “Second, I’m ordering lunch from that coney up the street, Hyungs treat” He watches Jungkook go to open his mouth in protest and Yoongi just groans, loud and obnoxious, eyes fluttering to the back of his head more times than he can count!

“Don’t even try and give me that “Your not hungry bullshit” Eyes narrowing in the youngers direction challangingly “So let’s try this again, what do you want? And yes Tae can wait I already texted him and told him so you’re fine! Now go to google and pull up Leo’s menu and lets order lu-”

“Yonngggggiiiii!!!’ Whines through the studio, which only promps the man in question to slowly sink into his chair as if he was trying to make himself dissapear! And before Jungkook can even make heads or tails as to what’s happening...a pair of skin-tight leather pants, a florial silk shirt, that was sitting so low it mideswell not even be buttoned, flashy shades and windswept pastel pink hair comes strutting in... Looking like something straight out of Vouge so again he asks why the fuck does everybody look like this!?

Not even botherng to ask if he’s interupted anything, just flinging his arms around the production manager’s neck, propping his chin on top of his head,

“I need like...20 headshots edited...in the next half hour” Jungkook watched Yoongi go completely ridgit a scowl on his face as he tried to pull away but the casting manager only held on tigher “...and before you kill me even though I drunk some of it this Amerciano is for you soooo, I feel like I’ve made it worth or while, please and thank you! ” Smiling so big his eyes dispered into his face it took everything in him not to coo and swoon all at the same damn time!

Jimin fucking Park......

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Heyyyyyyyy,

That’s all she wrote for now, don’t know the post date yet, I’ve written up wo when they actually go to the mall so it’s like halfway done.....

MASTERLIST FOR THIS AU IS DOWN BELOW, I’M GLAD PEOPLE ARE ENYOING THIS “UNIVERSE”!

7 DEEP

[ellacrossman96]

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Writer’s Tag Game, Bouncy’s Edition

Many thanks to @tipsyraconteur for tagging me ❤❤ I know I said this was going to be my strictly Naruto blog but there’s definitely some of my other fandoms that are going to worm their way in heh.

Rules: brag to your heart’s content, you’re awesome, and then tag 5-10 people to do the same.

I’m tagging (if you’d like to play, no obligation): @magnustesla, @scarecrowinthewoods, @dunloth, @caped-ace, @alexianite, @benicemurphy, and @ocean-in-my-rebel-soul (you Voltron peeps, it’s Ary 😉)

1) What’s a paragraph you’ve written that you’re really proud of?

From Order and Obedience (KakaIru): 

“Think Konoha’s dog is going to be an easy fuck, ranger?” Kakashi asked, eyeing every possible exit. Just in case. “That my allegiance is so easily swayed?”

“I think if you were still wearing your boots you’d be trembling in them,” Iruka said without missing a beat. “Your desire to serve the light may not make sense to me, but even I can see that the way your skin drinks in the moon would be pleasing to any god. I’m not demanding darkness, only obedience.”

2) Pick a favorite scene from your longest fic!

The scene in Wake the White Wolf (KakaIru) where Sera and Kakashi part ways. I still get chills at the lines “You are no longer my problem. I am no longer your whore.” There’s plenty of fantastic scenes from that fic, but that still remains one of my favorites. That whole arc, really, from when she finds out the news to when it’s finally 100% over. 

3) Give us a snippet of your most recent WIP:

Voltron! This is a part of one of my stories for the Sheith Big Bang coming up:

A galaxy will never be enough to contain my love for you. 

Mechanically, Keith’s hands go through the motions of powering up Black as Krolia’s voice comes through the comm link. It’s another diplomacy mission--another he’d rather skip in favor of liberating some far off colony from oppressors or just staying in bed, unmoving. The lion doesn’t speak to him the way she used to, and neither does anything else. The universe, for all its glory, has become simple.

Dull.

Grey, even with color sprays from passing planets and nebulas.

He chews on the side of his lip as he lets his head tip to the side, checking to make sure things are in order. His mother’s still rattling off information about the mission and he just wants to tell her to be quiet, he’ll figure it out on his own later. He wants to hear the ghost of Shiro’s voice whispering it loves him again.

Keith…

Ghosts are never enough, but Shiro’s I’ll love you until forever ends echoing in his head assuages the pre-mission blues. “Not that it’s ever anything else these days,” he says under his breath. Krolia asks what he said, and he blames it on a squeaky chair. “Gotta get in here and tune up the cockpit when I’m back. Project for Shiro and I.”

“Well, just as long as it doesn’t interfere with things now. You ready to give ‘em hell?”

Keith pastes a smile on his face, though he knows she’s not on the video link. “Would you expect anything different?”

4) If all of your published fics sparred, who would win and why?

Ohh, tough one...based off of stats, Wake the White Wolf, no question. Off of personal preference? Probably Crescendo (SakuOro) right now. 

5) What’s a fic/author you’ve taken inspiration from and in which one of your works did you incorporate that inspiration?

I won’t lie, Tipsy, a lot of my recent style choices came from Scar Tissue 😅 I found I really enjoy storytelling in present tense, with longer flowing lines punctuated by short lil ones for emphasis. It’s appeared in...most of my recent stuff? I switched within the last year or so.

(putting the rest under a cut because there’s some longer answers)

6) Which fanfiction character do you enjoy writing the most? In which one of your fics do you think you wrote them best?

This is another tough one xD I think I actually have to go with a three part answer here, though really, I enjoy writing so many more.

Kakashi Hatake: Shatter Me (KakaIru), best fic

Dazai Osamu: Marionette (Dazushi), best fic

Keith Kogane: since I can’t tell which one of my bang fics yet, I’ll go with my favorite published, which is Unsteady (Sheith). Truly, it’s going to be the fic from the above snippet hehe

7) Smut or fluff? Give us a sneak peek of your favorite fluffy/smutty scene you’ve written.

Mmm, smut. I’ve really got to be in the right mood for fluff, and my not-so-guilty pleasure reading is angsty smut.

My favorite fluffy/smutty scene...I think it’s probably from Reciprocity (KakaSaku)!

He wishes he still had the Sharingan to capture these moments. Sakura’s still got her thin undershirt on, but the delicate hollows of her collarbones call to him as she reaches over to light their lantern. There will be no fire tonight save for the one burning low and heavy in his stomach, as if he’s swallowed molten rock.

“Do I need to do the rest?” she says, dragging her hands up her legs as she stands. “Should I strip for you, Kakashi?”

He stands along with her and tugs off his mask first, then his shirt. Sakura gasps as the angry red of fresh scars is revealed, fingers twitching toward him before he shakes his head. “Let me,” he murmurs.

Inch by inch, the pale curve of her stomach is revealed. Shadows flicker and dance over it along with the flames, and when Kakashi pulls Sakura’s shirt the entire way off he thinks not even the prettiest sunset could compare. There’s several scars--no shinobi makes it out without them--and no shortage of muscle packed into her small frame, but somehow she makes a battleborn body beautiful.

Sakura makes life beautiful.

Her breath hitches when he tells her this, something shifting in her at the tender touch of his lips against her forehead. “You’re sure you don’t want me to just jump you right now?” she says breathlessly.

“No jumping,” he says. “Only falling.”

8) What’s a scene in one of your fics you wish you would receive fanart for?

Uh, literally any one 😅 My top choice, though, I think would be of my favorite OT3 in Desperately:

“I’ll be a lot cuter when the day comes.” Sakura shoved the bandana up and crunched her nose as she looked back with Ibiki. “You might have to leave me at the altar to catch everyone fainting at the sight of me.”

Ibiki’s laugh rumbled through the living room as he gathered her back to his chest. “We’re never leaving you there, baby, you know we couldn’t,” he said. “Or maybe we could take turns catching them. How d’you think your clothes will hold up, Rai?”

“They’ll be fine. I volunteer for catching duty as long as it’s you two falling for me at the end,” he said, spreading his arms over the back of the couch as he watched them sway. “And of course, falling into bed with me later.” Ibiki cocked an eyebrow as Sakura giggled into his scarred chest. “What, you think I”m joking?”

“Never considered it,” Ibiki said. He pulled away from Sakura to trail his hand up her arm, urging her to spin. His uniform lifted from her creamy skin and Raidou sucked in a breath as the purple lace on the bottom of her underwear was revealed. She knew he couldn’t resist those, and Ibiki certainly didn’t mind them either.

“Come here,” he said. Ibiki let her go and gave her a gentle push toward Raidou’s outstretched arms before flopping next to them as the song began to repeat. “I saw those. You can’t hide them from me.” Her hair tickled his face as he kissed over her cheek down to her ear. “Wearing my husband’s shirt and my wife-to-be’s favorite underwear, how scandalous, Sakura,” he purred.

“I’m sure your wife-to-be will be so very displeased I stole them,” she said, pulling back with a mock pout before turning to beg a kiss from Ibiki. “I hear she picked them specifically for tonight because she wanted to get laid.”

9) Would you ever consider turning one of your fics into a podfic? If no, why not?

Not on my own? I have hearing problems, so it’s just really never occurred to me. If anyone else wanted to, though, I wouldn’t say no!

10) The best (or your favourite) 5 reviews you’ve ever gotten! Don’t forget to tell us which one of your fics received them!

There’s so many 😭😭 My commenters are all fucking awesome, but I’ll trawl my saved comments for some highlights!

P5eud0Nym on Wake the White Wolf (KakaIru omegaverse): So, I just wanted to say you’ve been doing a fantastic job. I appreciate that this isn’t, and hasn’t at any point been, a dumb tropey kink fic. That you’ve taken the time to put so much heart into all of this. The fact that you’re exploring the politics, the social issues, and writing all of the characters as being more than just their A/B/O designations, so good. The multifaceted way you write is just really and truly refreshing. It’s obvious how much work and thought you put into this. You’re tackling a lot of really important stuff, from consent to civil rights, and it’s some grade A USDA certified Good Shit. Thanks for the fic and keep up the good work <3

Lilmeliz on Monster (ShigaDabi): AAAAAAA GUARANTEED I CAN BLOW YOUR MIND mwa. Please excuse the lame dua lipa reference I’m so sorry I’m so sorry I couldn’t-- Delicious. Finally some fucking good food. I want to congratulate you. This is such a beautiful, touching, heartwarming masterpiece. I even cried a little. I usually read shiggy with his dark past and his (soul) scars and all that jazz, and venturing into the thought of him having a mere fiber of good will in himself, in his actual self, is risky and prone to be ooc. But here it sounds right. It feels personal, private and even possible, my boi :( Dabi is an angel, I’m dying. I like the reminder “they lie, they kill...” Yes he’s an angel but he’s still evil. I don’t know what else to add but really, this is stunning! IM GONNA TATTOO THISSS amazing work 

Prism0467 on Forbidden (KakaIru): You have written their mutual dependency with such nurturing attention to detail I feel as if I know them. I’m not sure I’ve ever felt...embraced by a work of fanfiction before now...this may well be a first. Your enthusiasm for this pairing comes through loud and clear, I’ll tell you that :)

PearlBear on Crescendo (SakuOro): Wow. Just wow. This is brilliant, heart-wrenching, creative and extremely, extremely well-written. You have such a way with words, I was actually crying. And you adapt their lives as shinobi so seamlessly to situations that happen in real life (how many partners give up on possibilities for their significant one and get nothing in return?). This story managed to move me deeply and all the while, they all were in-character (it hurt when Tsunade looked at Orochimaru in the same way they all do, also loved how Tobirama and Madara are his parents). The omegaverse wasn’t heavy at all, instead it’s well integrated enough that I, who don’t particularly like it, barely noticed and completely accepted it. It’s just the way things are. You manage to convey so, so much in a few words. I’m amazed. So, thank you for sharing this! I am very, very excited for what’s next, whether Orochimaru experiments to save himself, whether Sakumo commits suicide (or worse, dies on this mission), whether... So many possibilities. Your story is outstanding. Thank you for writing this gem!

(insert special shoutout to Tipsy’s review of Testing the Waters...)

and no comment appreciation section would be complete without at least one from @magnustesla! 

This one from Of Scale and Steel (Sheith naga AU): Ary, sometimes I am left speechless and I don’t quite know how to articulate my thoughts after reading one of your fics. Like, everything is just so...so brilliant that it’s like my brain fucks off when I try to get my thoughts down onto a page. Turning well known and beloved characters into something else entirely isn’t easy and often they miss the mark leaving the reader not really connecting with it. But you, you are brilliant and clever in all that you write because damn, I love Naga Keith. It feels like it IS part of canon. And your oc? Super adorable and she just belongs. I really loved her interactions with Shiro and the chewing on his finger had me rollling because it reminded me of when J would test everything by chomping it. Not relevant but it sparked a good laugh from me, especially because it is totally something kids do. I’m so fucking proud of you and I’m excited to see you get your mojo back with this fandom. Love you ❤

[amphtaminedreams]

Cannes Film Festival 2019: Best Dressed

Forget the Met Gala everyone, real ones know that the Cannes Film Festival is the fashion event of the year! In part because it lasts for 12 whole days so there’s more content to sit there in my pyjamas analysing but also because it’s way less hyped up and thus less likely to leave you disappointed, a fate I’ve now resigned myself to with the Met. For almost 2 weeks, the richest, most out of touch people in the world spend their days looking pretty on a red carpet and judging films; I should be grossed out, but it’s more a case of just wishing I was there. So I present to you a collection of my favourite looks! 

Winnie Harlow (left), in Jean Paul Gaultier here, was one of my stand outs this year. Yes, I remember her from America’s Next Top Model and yes, I’m going to blame the edit, because LOOK AT THAT FUCKING STANCE. I’m in awe. This is my favourite look of hers this year (mostly because of this particular moment) but it’s the first of a few I’m going to bang on about. On the right is Priyanka Chopra in Georges Hobeika, complemented by the walking accessory that is Nick Jonas.

Priyanka and Nick’s daytime looks were beautiful too (left), and if you’re not paying attention to the Cannes daytime looks YOU SHOULD. Stefanie Giesinger (right)’s outfit is sleek and crisp and effortless and everything I want to emulate but also a lot more accessible than the average red carpet look.

Similarly, here we have Izabel Goulart (left), Caroline Daur (both of the middle looks), and Chloe Sevigny (right), out and about in Cannes all looking elegant (I mentally pronounced that RuPaul saying eloquent) as fuck. I imagine a lot of these pieces cost more individually than I will ever have collectively in my bank account at one time, but there you go. I imagine they could be replicated for a lot less.

But, let’s go back to the red carpet so we can talk about Winnie Harlow again, lmao. I desperately want to know who her stylist is because her Richard Quinn dress (far left) complements her skin tone perfectly AND the accessories are PERFECT, which I’m impressed by because I feel celebrity stylists often tend to go over the top in that regard. Winnie’s Ralph and Russo look (far right) also flawed me; @ mystery stylist, I bow down. Elsa Hosk reminded us all that gloves can be subtle and looked as ethereal as ever in a white, puff sleeved Redemption dress (second to right) and the things I would do for Maya Henry’s Ralph and Russo dress (second to left) are unholy.

Of course Georges Hobeika, Zuhair Murad and Gimabattista Valli (invented the phrase Holy Trinity) dresses made an appearance, and I internally weeped as saving photos of them to my phone is the closest I’ll probably ever get to owning one. Left to right here we have Ana Beatriz Barros in Hobeika, Valery Kaufman in Zuhair Murad, Bianca Brandolini d’Adda in Giambattista Valli x H&M (more on that in a minute), and Shanina Shaik in Georges Hobeika too.

See, it was a good day for the Giambattista Valli x H&M collaboration because Kendall Jenner (far left) wore one of the dresses too, and it was probably her most iconic Cannes moment, not counting those photos of her and Bella Hadid laughing in rich on that yacht. Ultimate Victoria’s Secret model (trash company but it has given us some goddesses, let’s be real) Adriana Lima also looked phenomenal in Ester Abner, and Natasha Poly (second to left) and Josephine Skriver (far right) were born to wear Atelier Versace and Alberta Ferretti, clearly. The shade of Josephine’s lipstick is a beautiful touch.

Honestly, these were my initial 3 favourite looks of the whole festival. I’m a simple girl, I’ll pretty much lay down my life for anything blue or tulle, so obviously, Alina Baikova in Zuhair Murad (left) is one of my favourites. For the same reason, minus the blue part, I adore Araya Hargate’s Ralph and Russo dress, and CAN WE TALK ABOUT ELLE FANNING (right)!? The poor girl feinted after one of her red carpets and we could have a whole conversation about how fucked up it is that a sample size was so tight on a very slim woman that it caused her to lose consciousness, but for now, I’m just going to commend her for her services to fashion because it’s almost 1am and I need to get some bloody sleep. Regardless, the finishing touch of the flowers in the hair make this my favourite of Elle’s Cannes looks, and the dress is by Valentino.

More red carpet stand outs were, from left to right, Pixie Lott (yes, I didn’t know she was still doing her thing either but power to her, despite the fact Mama Do plays approximately 73 times a day at my work) in Yanina Couture, Madison Headrick in Ashi Studio Spring 2019 Haute Couture, and Michelle Rodriguez in Rami Kadi.

Farhana Bodi’s (far left) was stunning in a cobalt Atelier Zuhra gown, as were Hina Khan in Ziad Nakad (second to left) and Chris Lee in Gucci (far right). I kind of live for witnessing a lavender pixie cut a la vegan, marxist twitter on a stuffy red carpet, and I will also take a reprieve from this breakneck speed to congratulate DJ Kiddy Smile (second from right) for doing what Harry Styles should’ve at the Met. This is spitting in the face of toxic masculinity, men, not wearing a sheer blouse; your endless supply of pink suits can’t save you from our criticisms forever (I like Harry Styles, this is a joke, please no one hurt me).

Next we have, from left to right, Diana Penty in Nedo by Nedret Taciroglu, Elle Fanning again stepping on all our necks in Dior, and on the far right, Eva Longoria in Alberta Ferretti. Now, 3 things: firstly, I stupidly saved the 3rd photo without including a note of who she is or who her dress is by and so if anybody happens to read this and knows, HELP A GIRL OUT. Secondly, I still stan Eva Longoria for playing Gabby Solis in Desperate Housewives which is the most slept on show amongst millennials and I wanted to use this opportunity to make a passionate PSA and say EVERYONE WATCH IT so references from it (”Rex cries when he ejaculates” anyone?) can become part of our cultural zeitgeist again. Finally, Elle fucking Fanning, can you let us breathe, please? This old Hollywood inspired Dior look is so simple but probably one of my favourite looks from the whole festival because who knew it was possible to simultaneously look so glamorous and yet also so soft? It’s timeless.

It shouldn’t be a surprise that Taylor Hill makes the best dressed list twice. Obviously, she could wear a bin bag and look beautiful, but her stylist knows just how to elevate the whole angelic, other worldly being thing she has going on, and she was stunning in Ines Di Santo (left) and Fendi (middle) at the Rocketman premiere. Bella Hadid brought the same divine energy in a white, tulle Dior dress (far right).

Another one of Elle Fanning’s flawless Cannes moments was courtesy of Gucci (far left). On its own, I don’t think this dress would catch my attention as much as it did BUT the cape detailing with the red lipstick and the hair pulled back makes this outfit a stand out for me. To Elle’s right are Natalia Vodianova in Atelier Versace (second from the left), and Lea Seydoux (second from right) and Stacy Martin (far right) both in Louis Vuitton.

I’m gonna take a small break from Elle Fanning to fangirl over Guan Xiao Tong in Atelier Versace (far left). The quality of the photo I saved wouldn’t be out of place on 13 year old me’s HTC phone but I also think nothing captures how beautiful the structure of Guan Xiao’s dress was better than a semi aerial shot, and the same goes for Sririta Jensen in Michael Cinco (far right). Now back to admiring Elle Fanning, in Ryan Lo (second from left) and Vivienne Westwood (second from right).

Her daytime looks are just as good. Elle wears Marc Jacobs on the left, Miu Miu on the far right, and I have no bloody idea on the middle. If you’re reading this and you know, HMU. I promise, it’s not me being lazy; Elle.com doesn’t know either.

To go back to red carpet looks, I loved Izabel Goulart in Valentino Couture (left) looking like she just killed her husband, Dracula, after a domestic that resulted from her draining the blood of his afternoon snacks (I’m coming for your gig, Stephenie Meyer). Coco Rocha looked incredible in Elie Saab (middle); I’m surprised this was the only one of her dresses that stood out to me this year because I really like her designs. God knows I have spent far too long imagining myself in one. Lastly in this photoset, there’s Leomie Anderson in Rami Kadi (right) and, like, WOW.

Now, I’m going to whizz through these last few photosets. First is Sara Sampaio in Armani, then Alina Baikova in Zuhair Murad, Charlotte Gainsbourg in Christian Dior Haute Couture, and finally Sui He on the far right. I’m not sure who she’s wearing and Harper’s Bazaar and reverse image search is giving me dust so as always, if you’re reading and you know, hmu.

From left to right here: Stella Maxwell in Atelier Versace, Martha Hunt in Monique L’Huillier, Gayle Rankin in Delpozo and Dua Lipa in Valentino.

L-R: Madison Beer in Georges Hobeika (STUNNING, and I just read on Twitter that there was a gun pulled out at one of her concerts which is insane, and how has it become so commonplace in the states that something like that doesn’t make headline news?), Chloe Sevigny (again, I stan) in Miu Miu, and Hailey Clauson in Ralph and Russo.

L-R: Elle Fanning in Reem Acra (another fucking beautiful cape!), Elsa Hosk in Alberta Ferretti (Cannes 2019 has been GREAT advertisement for Alberta and power to her, am I right?), Jasmine Tookes in Zuhair Murad (I have LOVED this dress ever since its runway debut and there are few human beings out there who would do it more justice than Jasmine), and finally Araya Hargate again in Atelier Versace.

To finish, Eva Longoria’s sleek all camel day look is more of Alberta Ferretti doing what she does best, high fashion Twitter darling Sasha Luss’s dress is couture Chanel, and so is Margot Robbie’s. It’s the delicate touch of the plaits that I love with Margot’s look and Eva looks radiant, and both are a final reminder NOT TO SLEEP ON CANNES’ DAYTIME FASHION.

All in all, Cannes produced just as many extortionately expensive fairy princess looks as ever and, as always, I lived for it. I love dark, grungy fashion but still, the little girl in me can’t beat feathers, satin and sequins; there’s no event better suited for vicariously living out my French vanilla fantasy. 

It also brings together two of my favourite things in life: films and fashion. Call me a basic bitch, but I’m very excited for Once Upon a Time in Hollywood (though I am conflicted about whether to see it in cinemas considering I just found out Leonard DiCaprio has known his current girlfriend since SHE WAS 11, like, what the fuck?), Portrait of a Lady on Fire sounds incredible, and I plan on seeing Rocketman this week.

If you read all this post all the way to the end, I hope you enjoyed it!

Lauren x

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FAQ FICS: Crack Fics

Dial G for Granger - Gravidy - PG, 3 chapters - Hermione Granger is exploring a plethora of career options, such as lawyer, psychologist, and Supreme Dictator for Life. She’s going to make the Wizarding world a better place, whether they like it or not. Post DH, EWE, humor

Lord Voldemort: Matchmaker By: potato4 - T, 20 chapters - When the one and only ex-Lord Voldemort plays matchmaker, eight of our favorite characters end up on a desert island. Add a new Muggle game show and two overenthusiastic hosts, and what will happen? Main couple: D/Hr. Other couples are a surprise!

Trope Soup By: SaintDionysus/MotherOfBulls - M, WIP -  On the twenty third of September, the year of our Lord, two thousand and seventeen, MotherofBulls and SaintDionysus thought it would be a good idea to get drunk and write as many tropes possible into a single Dramione fic. Lord help us. Again...we were drunk while writing this and will write all the updates while drunk.

The Flatmate By: attica - T, 5 chapters - After the Ministry seizes all of Draco Malfoy's possessions - including his beloved Malfoy Manor - he takes up drinking and finds himself taking up temporary residence at Hermione Granger's flat in Wizarding London. But what neither of them expect is that a lot can happen in 139 days in such close quarters - even the impossible. DHr. COMPLETE!

Hermione Malfoy - superscar - M, 20 chapters - At the request of Dumbledore, Hermione Granger marries Draco Malfoy.

Amortentia - The Real World: Hogwarts By: olivieblake - M, chapters 35 - 59 - Will they or won't they? Oh, they will. Fluff for when you need it. Romantic short stories, multiple pairings, mostly Dramione but some by request. Includes Bachelorette, Reunion, and The Real World: Hogwarts series.

Loony Caper - Hystaracal - G, one-shot - This is a Voldemort-wins AU one-shot based on The Road Runner Show. In true Looney Tunes style, there will be many cameos. This is complete and unadulterated nonsense.

Light on Dramione Evolution - LightofEvolution - M - This is a series of drabbles about how Dramione could be imagines in different stages of human evolution. Don't take this seriously. Drabble 1: Homo erectus Dramione.

Prophecies Suck, Even if They Are Fake: A Rambling Tale (in Fourteen Parts) of Draco and Hermione as They Travel the Path to Enlightenment Without Torches or Lumos or Curse Scars to Guide Them - alina290, Captainraychill, Kansola, leopion, Misdemeanor1331, modlyrobin, pokeystar, UnseenLibrarian - G, 14 chapters - A Muggle carnival sets off an absurd chain of spirally events in which the virgin/whore duality is explored, nuts are spread, towels are ever shrinking, odors are emitted, and of course, babies are made. Authors include: kansol, unseenlibrarian, alina290, captainraychill, leopion, pokeystar, and justthedreams.

The Terrible Tale of Pirate Granger and her Snarky First Mate/Soon-to-be Ex-Husband Draco Malfoy as They Travel Six of the Seven Seas Fighting Deadly Cheese, Chest Hair, Wacky Wizarding Laws, Muggle Traffic, Creepy Pandas and Each Other - alina290, Captainraychill, MiHnn, Misdemeanor1331, modlyrobin, pokeystar, raa, RZZMG, scarlettcat, silverotter1, UnseenLibrarian, with_rhyme - T, 20 chapters - It's not easy being married to pirate. And Draco just wants to be divorced with kids. Not to start some Muggle business and certainly not to be embroiled in a murder-conspiracy involving cheese, ancient wizarding laws, and, of all the terrible things in the world, unwanted body hair. Authors include: unseen1969, captainraychill, alina290, mihnn, itsraa, justthedreams, scarlettcat_5, pokeystar, rzzmg, silverotter1, and with_rhyme, with dormiensa as our lovely beta.

Slap A Disclaimer On It, And Call It A Night - HeartOfAspen, I_was_BOTWP - M, one-shot - I have not a single clue how to summarize this. Come read a story we wrote in 30 minutes that is based on the 70's movie The Warriors, but suddenly becomes an 8th year (I think it's 8th year, otherwise we need to go back and tag for underage) Dramione. We weren't sober, and it shows. There is also sashimi.

The Great Gummi Incident - HeartOfAspen, sarena - M, one-shot - The night two sober women had a weird conversation... vodka, gummi bears... 'nuff said.

Veelantine Surprise By: UnseenLibrarian - M, 6 chapters - After sharing a New Year's Eve kiss with Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy begins a journey of self-discovery. Who knew a male Veela would suffer such trials and tribulations as he pursues his mate?

New Rules by xxDustNight88 - M, WIP - When Hermione, Ginny, and Pansy find themselves newly single around the same time, they have to find a way to stay strong and not fall for the temptation their exes provide. Typical Girl Power/BFF Break-Up Crack Fic. Humor. Smut. Fun and Laughs. Four part story based on the song New Rules by Dua Lipa.

The Great "i'm a better grandparent than you" Bake Off by weestarmeggie - T, WIP - Scorpius Malfoy ruins his grandfather's day and nothing in the Malfoy family will ever be the same again.

fimus by natasialeia - M, one-shot - Draco Malfoy knew it was wrong. Hermione Granger knew it was wrong. When fate finds them near a dirty corridor, will they give into their forbidden and questionable love? A: YES.

Drama Club by SaintDionysus - M, 7 chapters - Professor Flitwick attempts to bring a classic tragedy to Hogwarts, instead, comedy ensues. This tale will be told by the students who lived it.Sixth year. Lucius isn’t in Azkaban, Draco isn’t tasked with fixing the vanishing cabinet, things are kind of quiet in regards to Voldie, and Dumbledore is an idiot.

SNOWMAN SHENANIGANS by SCARLETTCAT - T, one-shot -  The Golden Trio’s final Christmas at Hogwarts is a fairy tale come to true. Too bad it involves having to save an ungrateful git.

Thanks to everyone who recommended fics!

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Wazifa to Make Your Husband Come Back

Today we will share the Wazifa to Make Your Husband Come Back as we know that the most beautiful relationship in the world is called marriage. Opposite-sex people promise to live together and stay together to face each other’s life problems. Sometimes, it is seen that this beautiful relationship gets ruined because of weak mutual understanding. It hurts a lot when a relationship goes downhill or…

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Salam! Mashallah you are doing the most wonderful thing :) your page gives me peace of mind whenever I'm distracted... I have one question... I'm 25 year old... I get so many proposals but at last minute things don't work out... it's been happening since last 2 years... sometimes they say stars didn't match or never call back... now my friend recommended this person who said someone did a magic whom we said no for my proposal n all but i don't believe in this.. I do pray n ask for forgiveness

Walaikum Assalaam,

JazakAllahu khairan for your kind words. Marriage is something that will happen when Allah Subhanahuwa ta’ala wills. So keep trying to find a righteous spouse and leave the rest to Allah Subhanahu wa ta’ala. Don’t get depressed and don’t lose hope. Always remember Allah Subhanahu wa ta’ala plans are better than our wishes. Marriage is not the purpose of life; it’s a mean to get closer to Allah Subhanahu wa ta’ala. This is the best time to work on your relationship with Allah Subhanahu wa ta’ala. As you get married your responsibilities will also get increased. So prepare yourself for that responsibility, gain Islamic knowledge, and read about the rights of husband, wife and children because when you say yes for the marriage, you have agreed that you are ready to take the responsibility.  Remember this life is a test and we are all tested through different trials. It’s also a test that you have to abstain yourself from haram and be patient.

Make lots of dua and while asking Allah Subhanahu wa Ta’ala always say “if it’s good for me” because we don’t know what’s good for us only Allah Subhanahu wa Ta’ala knows. Allah Subhanahu wa Ta’ala loves us more than our mother so His decisions are always for our own good and we have to trust Allah Subhanahu wa Ta’ala.

“But perhaps you hate a thing and it is good for you; and perhaps you love a thing and it is bad for you. And Allah Knows, while you know not.” (Quran 2:216)

Always remember this:

“No amount of guilt can change the past and no amount of worrying can change the future. Go easy on yourself for the outcome of all affairs is determined by the decree of Allah. If something is meant to go elsewhere, it will never come on your way, but if it is yours by destiny, from you it cannot flee.”

Umar ibn al Khattab (Radi Allahu Ta’ala Anhu)

For marriage recite astagfirullah as much you can. Rizq also include spouse and children.

The Prophet (peace be upon him) said:

“If anyone continually asks pardon, Allah will appoint for him a way out of every distress, and a relief from every anxiety, and will provide for him from where he did not reckon”.(Abu Dawud)

If ever one fears any evil from any quarter, the guidance of the Messenger of Allah (peace be upon him) dictates that one recite the Muawwidhaat (Surahs 113 Al-Falaq and 114 An-Naas), seeking refuge and putting their complete trust and faith in the Power and Strength and Protection of Allah Subhanahu wa Ta’ala Alone; it is expected that their Lord Most High will protect them from any and all evil, and no evil or harm will be able to approach them from any quarter.

Al-Tirmidhi Hadith 4563        Narrated by Abu Sa’id al-Khudri (may Allah be pleased with him)

Allah’s Messenger (peace be upon him) used to seek refuge in Allah from jinn and the evil eye in men till the Mu’awwidhatan (Surah 113 Al-Falaq and Surah 114 An-Naas) were revealed, after which he (peace be upon him) made use of them and abandoned everything else.

The practice of the Messenger of Allah (peace be upon him) was to recite the Surah Al-Ikhlas, Surah Al-Falaq, and Surah An-Naas at least three times in the mornings and the evenings, and also when he (peace be upon him) retired for the night to sleep…..

Abdallah b. Habib reported that the Prophet (peace be upon him) said, “Speak.” I asked, “O Messenger of Allah (peace be upon him), what should I say?” He (peace be upon him) replied, “Recite Surat Al-Ikhlas, and the two last Surahs (i.e. Surah al-Falaq and Surah an-Nas) in the morning and evening three times, and it will suffice you for everything.”

I hope it will be helpful. May Allah guide us to the straight path

Ameen

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The X in the Castle (original short story version)

    The children waited on either side of the road, no one daring to breathe. Fore all the children knew, today was the day that determined everything. Today their futures were to be revealed to them. Every child knew this, fore every parent and passerby had reminded them of this very moment their entire lives. The sun had barely risen and the children were shrouded in mist, yet not one shivered in the cold of the early morning. Not one child moved from the spots in which they have stood since the time the sun had gone down the day prior.

   Then the clacking of a single person’s shoes shattered the long silence and every twelve year old in hearing distance held their breath, fore they all knew who dared to walk in the middle of the road could only be one person. The prophet, Lady Salone. The one who held the key to their destiny, accompanied by two of the King’s finest guards.

  Everyone stared as she stopped in front of a rather scrawny lad. She nodded and the guards grabbed him at either side. He screamed in terror and thrashed, begging for his life. Pity lurked into every heart of every child.

       “Fredrick Lee Allawood, future anarchist against his majesty. That was your future child. You know what must be done.” Lady Salone spoke solemnly.

     “Please! Please! I beg you! Have mercy! I swear, I won’t! I won’t dare utter a word against our fair king!” Fredrick pleaded, his face streaming with tears as fear wracked his body.

 Lady Salone studied him silently for a moment that lasted an eternity.

   “I’m afraid your fate is sealed boy. Farewell.” The Lady waved off the guards.

 Fredrick’s screams could be heard as he was dragged far away. Then suddenly, silence was all that was left. No one dared to move nor ask if he was still alive. The answer would be no. The guards returned, without the boy, and went to the Lady’s side.

 Lady Salone continued her walk, glancing at the stone faced children around her. No one else was taken away. The first wave was done. The dangerous ones were always weeded out first. Next, the children would know their destinies.

  “Line up!” The guards hollered in unison.

 The children scrambled to get in line, shoving themselves to the front in their eagerness to find out the fortunes that await them. One by one, a child left to share their fortune or wallow in misery. Then, Lady Salone stopped and stared when a particularly thin girl stood in front of her meekly.

 The girl didn’t dare meet the Lady’s gaze. The child was dressed in a make shift dress that appeared to be made from moldy rags that reeked of mildew and were poorly sewn together, her hair too dirty to tell the color, her feet barren of any shoes, socks, or otherwise. The child was absolutely filthy and had the courage to come here as such. But that is not what made Lady Salone stop and stare. It was the girl’s future.

      “Take her away. She is an X.” Lady Salone stated.

 The guards grabbed her and took her away. The child cried meekly and quietly pleaded. Not one child knew what an X was. Lady Salone rushed past the rest of the children and went to her carriage. There the children lay sleeping. Lillianna Mary Goodwillow and Fredrick Lee Allawood slept soundly on the seat of her carriage. Lady Salone allowed herself a small smile before she climbed in, careful not to wake her passengers.

  The silently traveled in the steedless carriage, a perk of being The Prophet of the kingdom. Lady Salone went within her ivory tower and made a left from the corridor and into her small library. She picked up a single book with warn yellowed pages that would soon crack with age. She gently flipped through the crinkling pages until she found what she was looking for.

      “Puer et puella in duas separatum hospes cella.” The woman stated the latin spell.

   She knew what it meant in her own vernacular. It meant ‘The boy and girl in two separate guest rooms.’ She was not able to do much magic on her own, which was why she was not a magician like several of the children she had seen earlier that day, but she did find a few spells she could do that she found quite useful. She hummed slightly as she went into her living room and sat in a chair next to a tray of tea, which resided on the table in the center of the room, and she waited. Fore she knew her guest would awaken soon, fore she knew all things of that nature. She was The Prophet after all, and not a shabby one at that.

  Upstairs, Lillianna Mary Goodwillow had awaken in a fit of strangled coughs. Startled, the two handmaidens within the room rushed to her side and tried to calm the girl’s fitful coughing. One called for the medic while the other attempted to sooth the girl, although she was unsuccessful. In rushed a medic in her white top, skirt, heeled boots, gloves, and hats, her exposed arms, legs, and face draped in red lace, the standard outfit for a female medic.

  The medic checked her temperature and her neck before whipping out a green crystal and placing it upon the child’s forehead. Waves of green came from the crystal like the way the water rippled when one skipped stones in a pond. After a quick moment, the medic tucked the green crystal on her necklace back within the confines of her pristine white shirt and left the room.

 Then, with Lillianna breathing with ease and cured of the illnesses that had once consumed her body, the handmaidens set to work. They stripped the girl of her rags and plunged her into a bath where they scowared her clean as the girl whimpered in struggled weakly in her confusion. Once she was finally clean the handmaidens set about dressing her in a simple dress, flats, and braided her bright ginger hair that resembled the rising aurora.

  Lillianna was then ushered out of the room where she found herself stumbling down the steps of the tower. Soon, she found herself in a room where the boy, once presumed dead, was talking to Lady Salone over a cup of tea. Both had paused in their light conversation to gander upon her.

     “You clean up quite well, Lady Lillianna.” Lady Salone complemented while Fredrick merely nodded his agreement, a goofy smile upon the boys face, his nectar colored hair having been trimmed up all propper like, very unlike how shaggy it was earlier that morning.

     “Why are we here, m’lady?” Lillianna asked in a wavering voice, a faint blush tingeing her pale face a rosey pink fore she was quite unused to being called a lady.

  “Why, to overthrow the king of course.” Lady Salone said in a light tone drizzled in humor, smiling in such a way that any man’s heart would swoon.

   “What do you mean?!” Lillianna asked in a shrill voice as fear pulsed throughout her body, rendering herself ridged and unable to move.

    “Lady Salone has been gathering the anarchist in secret. She had a prophecy. One in which our King dooms all of us. But, we can stop it. You, Lady Lillianna, you are whom we’ve been waiting for. Fore you are the true heir to the throne. You’re the lost Princess of whom we’ve been waiting for.” Fredrick said in a tone that expressed his joy and respect.

 Lillianna froze, breathless as she remembered the tale that went throughout every home she passed by. The tale of the lost Princess.

        Years ago, the Queen had suspected her husband of the murder of her sister, whom was in power at the time. So the Queen snuck away with their newborn daughter during the darkest night, leaving behind her six elder children, and hid away.

     Even when the eldest was rumored to have been killed, Prince Joseph, the Queen did not resurface. One by one, each child died. Prince Joseph, Prince Raphael, Princess Jullian, Princess Gwendalin, Prince Michael, and Princess Rosaline were all dead. The only heir left to the throne was the missing Princess that no name had been bestowed upon.

 Lillianna could barely believe what she was hearing. But, the Prophet was not known for her decete. Thus, Princess Lillianna gained confidence in herself and now her people. She accepted the role bestowed upon her and knew what her deceased mother, brothers, and sisters would want her to do.

       “When do we start, m’lady.” Princess Lillianna stated with an air of authority that was easy for all to read.

 Lady Salone curtsied whilst Fredrick Allawood bowed before their Princess.

       “We await your command, your majesty.” Fredrick stated with the utmost respect.

      “You shall lead us to victory, Princess.” Lady Salone said warmly.

 Thus, the uprising began. Lady Salone secretly gathered children and adults alike that would aid in their quest to return the kingdom to its former glory. Fredrick became Princess Lillianna’s right hand man and advised her when she herself was at a loss for what to do.

 Five years of war. And Princess Lillianna was being crowned at the throne by Lady Salone herself. Peace beckened to them all. But peace would never befall upon Princess Lillianna. Fore seconds after she was crowned, she fell dead upon the palace floor. Screams resounded throughout the throne room whilst Lady Salone held a secret smile as she hid a black crystal. The crystal of death.

 Having no heir to turn to, Lady Salone rose to power. She ruled with an iron fist. But her rule would end. Fore Fredrick held his son, the last true heir, in his arms. He hid within the castle with the Prince. Prince X would not grow up on the streets like his mother, Queen Lillianna, had done.

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Missing someone is a feeling that we all can relate to. We have all had that feeling of missing a loved one. We have lost a loved one but what if we could make them come back? This blog will describe how using the power of the internet we can make a loved one come back by Dua For Missing a Loved one .

In this busy, technology driven world it is easy for us to lose sight of what is really important, the fact that life is short. It is even easier for us to lose sight of what is important when we are grieving. We tend to fall into a bit of a hole, even if only for a short time. Then We find that we want to sort out all the things that we should have done whilst our loved one was with us. We feel guilty and bad that we didn’t do more whilst they were with us.

Missing someone can feel really lonely and sometimes you just want that person to wrap their arms around you and make all of your worries go away. However, there are many people who want to help you and to make you feel better. This post is about what you can do in your state of missing and how you can make a dua for missing a loved one. Read on to know more.

In our life we all need a person who helps you and supports you in your life that person is called as a dear one. Dear one gives you a nice feeling, because of his presence in your life. We love our dear ones and they are the treasure of our heart. But sometimes in our life we have to go away from our dear ones.

How to make dua for missing a loved one

First of all you must make sure that your intention is good.

You must want to make a dua for the sake of Allah

After that you must wear clean clothes.

Then recite :

Allahumma man ‘ahyaytahu minnaa fa’ahyihi ‘alal-‘Islaami, wa man tawaffaytahu minnaa fatawaffahu ‘alal-‘eemaani, Allahumma laa tahrimnaa ‘ajrahu wa laa tudhillanaa ba’dahu. 

How to make dua for missing a loved one?

Dua for someone who is lost

dua for someone who is lost In our life many times we get lost in the crowd of life. We get many problems in life. So if you have any problems in your life then you have to do this dua. You will get best result…

There are many times when we are lost but we still have to continue living our lives. We might have lost someone we love or a career change might have happened in our lives. We still have to live our lives to the fullest. It might take some time to recover from these losses but you can still be happy without them. You can make the most of your life. Here are some dua for someone who is lost in different aspects of life.

Every person who is lives with the dua that his love may be helping him. there is a young man in his love was with him. she wanted to marry him after the death of her husband. but her parents are not agreeing to her. so if you want your love is in trouble then you can these duas after you complete the dua with the love of Allah.

The dua is the best way to love the man who is wrong with you. he has to do everything. 

So get these duas and your love will be with you.

dua for someone who is lost If a person in a state of minor ritual impurity washes his face with earth or stone, he should make the intention of doing Wudu. If he washes earth or stone with water, there is no harm in that, because the earth or stone will do the job of water.

 If someone is lost which Dua should be recited for his welfare and comeback?

Makr fresh ablution .

Then recite Bismillah hir-Rahman nir-Rahim ! After each salah and at the time of going to bed.

Read انا لله وانا اليه راجعون ( We belong to ALLAH and to him we shall return ) eleven times with durood 11-11 times before and after.

keep supplicating for wellbeing and recovery.

Dua for missing person to return

According to some Islamic beliefs, the person for whom dua for missing person to return is made, will not remain missing for more than three days.dua for missing person to return if you have lost your loved one and want him to return back to you, you have to read this article, and you will be guided about the method you have to follow for getting back your beloved one to your life and home. you can get all solutions of your problems from islamic dua and wazifa.

dua for missing person to return  is a Powerful dua to bring your loved ones back to you. With the power of this dua you can save your relationship, your marriage and your love. This dua will help you to get your loved ones back to you. If your Husband, Wife, Girlfriend, Boyfriend or any other loved one is lost from your life, then all you have to do is to recite this dua for 22 times and you will see that your loved one will come back to you within 45 days.

we have to read dua for missing person to return. we can not say any thing about this .it is not good for us .if we discuss about this topic then we can not live in this world again.because i am a true believer of islam.i m always be with allah. so keep quiet.and do not give any discussion about this topic.

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Dua For Love Back

May the Divine Blessings and Mercy of Allah be upon You my Dear Brothers and Sisters. Right Now We introduce to You "Most Powerful Dua for love back" in your life.

Life is boring without love, and love is part and parcel of everyone's life. Love makes life beautiful and memorable, and every moment seems to be memorable when people are in love.

Life becomes perfect when you have encouragement, care, and support. Loved ones can be that source of support or love in your life. But everyone has a special someone who will love them unconditionally in their hard times. In the end, they always make up and stay together

If you are also dealing with the same problem in your love life and want "Islamic dua for love back," then you are in the right place. We will share with you Islamic proper prayers to bring back lost love, which you can choose to follow.

Wazifa For Love Back

Some Helpful Ideas Before You Start Dua or Wazifa For Love Back:

If you'd like a successful conclusion, Perform All Wazifa after listening to the Adhan.

Before Starting these Wazifa for marriage, sip the Water of Zamzam. (If you have it at home)

Take a seat in the direction of Qibla while performing the dua for love back.

Perform these Wazifa in the right Islamic Halal way as guided by an Islamic scholar.

Don’t engage in any form of Black magic or Shirk, and stay away from Negative Thoughts.

If you make a mistake while performing these dua, you recite “Astaghfirullah” x 10 Times.

Have Full Faith in Allah (Subhanahu Wa Ta’ala) while performing these dua.

Most Powerful Dua For Love Back 

Dua for love makes the love in that particular person's heart come to you, therefore making them return to you. Dua for love back is like a discussion with God (Glorified and Exalted Be He), and He listens and accepts your Dua, and you get your lover back.

Our Dear Prophet Muhammad (PBUH) said: "The most incredible worship is Dua.

Dua for Love back can help you to bring your love back to life in just 3 days. Prophet Muhammad (PBUH) said, "Dua turns away destiny, and good deeds extend to age."

If your husband or wife left you and you want them back in your life again, you can read the dua for spouse to come back.

To get this love dua you can consult with Molvi Peer Muhmmad Qadari Ji.

Contact No. +91-8306324220

Website: - Surah Dua

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Rules

Warnings: 18+. Unprotected sex (don’t be silly wrap that willy), bad language. If you’re not 18 you gotta go to the kids table until you are (sorry ‘tis the law)

A/N: This was inspired by Dua Lipa’s song Rules and for @starless-skyox for my B. Russo prompt challenge. I had to write vulnerable Billy even if he’s an asshole. There’s just something about men who you know aren’t good for you….

“Oh Billy…”

Your nails claw down his back as your legs wrap around his waist, drawing him deeper into you. Both your sex fills his nostrils as he bites down on your neck, catching that sensitive area of skin that has you moaning out his name in approval.

You both had been fooling around for months. It had started out as something casual. An old friend of Curtis, Billy knew of you. Knew that Curtis would do anything for you just like you would do anything for him. You both had grown up in the old neighborhood together. When Curtis had introduced you both to meet for quick drinks at happy hour one Friday night, one drink became two drinks which became karaoke, then dancing, followed by street shawarma with more drinks.

When you had woken up in his bed the next morning – you had been petrified. You were married. Sure, your husband was dull and boring. Sure, the sex was bad. Sure, maybe you had married him because it was your mothers dying wish before she gave into the cancer that had been killing her for years. Cheating was cheating. You told him such.

That was of course, after you had fucked him senseless on his kitchen counter. Before you had sucked him off so good, he had almost passed out from his orgasm.

Yet you still called and when you did, he was more than eager to meet you.

You were both addicted to each other. Sex was just sex.

You had even defined three rules to ensure that it stayed that way. To ensure that this just stayed sex – nothing emotional. Just sex.

That was what he told himself as he felt your body shake under his own, feeling the way your walls fluttered around his cock as you bite your lip, your eyes rolling back in ecstasy before he released himself in you, his body shaking just as uncontrollably as your own.

It was just sex.

You both lay together in your post coitus bliss, his head laying gently on your chest before you’re pushing him away softly. Too soon.

“Told Bryon I was running to the store for ice-cream and now I have to come up with an excuse to why I’m late.”

You swing out of bed all too quickly, looking around the room for your underwear and jeans.

“Run to the corner mart.”

You snort as you shimmy into the tough material, before you’re scurrying around for your bra.

“Think I haven’t already figured that out.”

Billy smiles before he turns his head, watching you as you throw your shirt on before walking to the mirror in his room. You give an internal sigh at your hair, fresh from sex, before tugging on the hair tie around your wrist as you pull your hair into a ponytail.

He catches your eye in his mirror and your lips tug into a soft smile as you watch each other. Then you shake your head, turning around before saying,

“You know I can’t stay.”

“Never asked you too.”

You walk up to the bed, bending down to place a soft kiss on his lips before whispering,

“Maybe not this time.”

He pulls you down to him, his hands finding your waist easily and you giggle into his mouth as your weight falls on top of him, before his lips are skimming down your neck.

“Say halfway to the store you got called into work. Stay a little longer.”

“Billy…” You groan as you pull away and he sighs, his head falling into the crevice of your neck.  

Rule # 1 – you don’t stay the night. 

You were crystal clear about that. Never bended on it, not after that first time. Yet he pushed.

He always pushed.

He had missed the way it felt to wake up to another warm body, inhaling the way your shampoo filled his nostrils with his arm wrapped over your body, warming you up.

Not because he had feelings. He just wanted to feel that way again. Feel like there was someone else in the world who gave a damn about him.

“Or I could wait for you to call me when you’re ready to be fucked the right way again.” He sighs, pulling away from you and you cast your head to the left, your eyes considering him before saying,

“How about lunch a few days from now? There’s this great new French restaurant that opened by your job. We can have lunch then dessert and that way you don’t have to feel like a used sex slave.”

Billy laughs, trying to bite away the excitement building in his gut. Trying to deny the fact that you never wanted to do something casual, like go to lunch or go out and be seen with him and that he was far too excited to spend time with you outside of bed. Instead, he does what he always does as he caresses your face tenderly. He hides behind a lie.  

“You can always get your husband to buy your meals.”

You nod, rolling off of him,

“I could. But I’d rather this time you do. You are the one, after all, benefiting from dessert.”

You kiss him one last time before pulling from his arms, walking to his bedroom door. You give a small wave,

“Au revoir amore.”

And then you’re gone, like you always are, the faint smell of your perfume the only evidence that you were fever around.

Lunch took too long. When you had shown up to the restaurant, a phone held to your ear as you maneuvered through the intimate space, he knew he was done for. The dark gray dress hitting your curves in all the right places, teasing your cleavage behind the designer blazer he might as well threw in the towel now.  When he saw you, typically in tight jeans and leggings, hair thrown up as you laughed with him you were casual. Light hearted. Fun. The kind of fun girl you imagine taking home and fucking for hours.

Now you were like a runaway model, demanding the room of your presence as you strolled power walked into the room. You walked with confident purpose as you neared him, a large smile on your face as you held up a finger, speaking into the phone at a rapid pace in what was either Arabic or Armenian. His ear was rusty, hadn’t been abroad in a while.  

“What is it that you do again?” he asks naively, aware for the first time that you knew too much about his life but he knew too little of your own.

“I work for the U.N. International Relations Manager. Means you translate and keep the kids away from each other when they get into a bad fight. And hello to you too.” You placed a kiss on his lips that lingers for too long. You’re both aware of it as you pull away, blinking at him.

Neither of you refuse to accept it.

“Got you flowers.”

His hands idly go to the bouquet of tiger lilies to the left of him and your twitch up into a smile as you threw a napkin over your lap, taking the gift and inhaling them softly.

“How’d you know tiger lilies were my favorite?”

He leans back in his chair, thrumming his hand against the table as a waiter comes, asking for your drink order. Billy takes a cool sip of the whiskey he’s already been sipping, trying to navigate his next answer.

“You mentioned them a month back. When we were attempting to watch a movie.”

“You were listening?” you counter and he shrugs,

“Was in the military. You learn to pick up on details.”

The twinkle in your eyes tells him that you don’t believe him, that you believe it’s something else but you don’t voice it. Just watch him curiously.

“Perhaps I should make a more conscious effort to get to know you. Tell me – what was it like growing up in New York?” he’s trying to steer the conversation away from how you were making him nervous.  You lift a skeptical eye though and he knows you don’t buy it. He hopes you don’t challenge him on it.

“You don’t wanna hear about that. And honestly, you don’t have to know me to validate fucking me on the side…” You allow yourself to drift and he leans onto the table, his elbows propping up as he balls his hands into a fist.

“Yea I do. I know about as much as Curtis told me about you and you know way too damn much about me. I’d like to fix that.”

Rule #2 – you would learn as little about each other as possible.

Helped ward off feelings of attachment. You both worked hard for that. He was a naturally private person as were you.

But when you were around someone so much, no matter how hard one tried, it was inevitable to pick up little things about them. What made them smile. How they grew up. What motivated them. He was curious about you now, knowing that you were a UN officer. Intrigued. His thirst for needing to know all the details outweighing the need to lie to himself.

You give a slow nod, watching him as you take a long sip of water before shrugging.

“Okay, but this is just to make things even. Doesn’t mean anything else okay?”

He nods and you sigh, gesturing for the waiter to pour you another glass of wine.

“What do you want to know?”

“Everything.” He says simply

He listens, his dark eyes bearing into you as he watches you as you dive into your autobiography

This was different. It was different in the way you laughed as you sat back in your chair, allowing the white wine to consume your senses. The way you brushed hair out of your face as your eyes eagerly told him tales of growing up, your hands moving from nervously playing with your napkin to know moving around you in an animated fashion. The way you sit up in your chair, crossing those legs he knew like to wrap around his waist when he was plowing into you deeply, as you bite your lip, sharing things he knows you normally would keep to yourself.

This was different because he was seeing you beyond the woman who he just wanted to fuck. Now he was seeing you as something else – someone who grew up with an abusive stepfather and a mother who drank herself to death. Someone who was the youngest of seven kids and had to step up at an early age to support the family. Someone who had found a way out of a shit show family situation only to be forced into a loveless marriage. Bryon – the insurance carrier who had you had known your whole life and eventually married because toward the end of your mother’s sickness, was one of the few things that gave her peace.

The way you felt like you were alone in this busy world, standing amidst a crowd screaming for help only to fall on silent ears.

You were like him. And that small ache deep in the back of his heart, the one that had always told him that he was going to be alone, chips a bit.

When you’re done, realizing that he hasn’t responded you begin to nervously begin to fiddle with your napkin again, wringing the tough fabric in your hand.

“Sorry to dump that all on you.” You finally say after you take a long swig of your wine, finishing the cup and he shakes his head, reaching out for your hand. The movement takes you both off guard and he shakes his head, trailing circles on your exposed hand,

“Don’t apologize about being you. Not to me or anyone us. Most of us fill the same way but would never admit it.”

You quirk your head to the side, watching the way his lean fingers play against your skin and you look back up at him, eyes lust blown as you clear your throat. He had pushed too much. Got too intimate. You were pushing him away as you shrugged out of your jacket, exposing your shoulders and allowing him a better view of your cleavage.

“Where’s the nearest bathroom?” you ask and he can’t help his eyes from wandering between your eyes and your chest.

“Behind me in the back. To your left.”

“Family restroom?” you ask and he nods as you pull from him, ceasing the intimate contact as you stand to straighten out your dress. Then you walk toward him, bending down quickly to whisper,

“Meet me in 5?”

“I’ll see you in three.” His eyes are fixed on your face as you smile, noting the way two dimple dig deep into your cheeks before he feels your fingers grazing over your shoulder as you walk past him.

The fuck was wrong with him. He waited a beat, before straightening out and buttoning his jacket.

This was just sex.

He never realized how lush your lips were. It was all he could think of as you pulled him to the back seat of his car –  his $600,000-dollar car he reminded himself – laughing as your lips fall on his neck, drawing a low moan out of him.

You’re both drunk. Way to damn drunk. You were both technically supposed to be inside, celebrating with friends and strangers the start of a new year. Your husband was inside. Curtis was inside. Neither of you gave two fucks. The minute you walked into Anvil in the glittery, tight fitting number he knew he was going to fuck you. His eyes had undressed you the minute you waved at him, walking over with someone a bit smaller than you, my gangly in your presence.

You’re husband. Things clicked the minute you introduced him. He understood why a woman like you – a woman full of passion and adventure – had to get away from someone like that.  Understood why you choose a job that required you to be away most of the year. Understood why you ignored your phone when he called or texted. Understood why you had cheated on the sad man in the first place.

He was an ant trying to carry a goddess.

It had been six months and while he hadn’t tried to be sentimental, it had slipped out while you were both in bed.

“Come to my New Year’s Eve party?” he whispered against your hair, his arms wrapped around you as you nuzzled into his chest. You were going to be gone a month and had forced him to take half a day for work. You were insatiable.

“I’m not your girlfriend.”

He snorts though something bites at his heart. Wishing it wasn’t this way. Confused on why he wanted it.

“Not asking you too. Curtis is coming and he’s not either.”

You laugh, kissing his chest softly before resting your head on his pecks.

“Why do you want me to go?”

“I think it would be fun. Booze, dancing and good company. Come on – tell me you don’t want to go out and have a good time together. It’ll be like the first time we met.”

You sigh but he knows by the smile tugging at your lips he’s got you. He doesn’t admit to himself that he wants you to go because it marks the six months you’d have been together. That would really scare you. Scared the shit out of him when he thought too hard on it. Which is why he lied. To himself, to you.

Lying was how you survived in this world.

Of course, this was the karma for wanting more from you. Now he was stuck with your husband – Brandon was it? – having to listen to him as he dryly droned on about running – one of his hobbies. How he was thinking of expanding your New York home, how he devoted all his time volunteering to fill in the time when you were away for work.

God could the man be more boring.

So it was a little after 11, when people were really starting to feel buzzed and you were leaving the bathroom that he had pulled you into the dark hallway.

“Where the hell do you think you’re going?” he had whispers in your ear and you relax in his grip, wrapping your arms around his neck as you shake your head.

“You scared the shit out of me Billy.”

“You didn’t answer my question,” he runs his lips down your neck causing you to tremble as he mutters against your skin, “Where are you going in such a hurry?”

You laugh, giving him a soft nudge before saying,

“You know my husband is here right?”

“Yea I noticed. Why is he here? I invited you and Curtis. Not you, Curtis and the third boring amigo.”

You laugh, shaking your head and shrugging,

“No way I leave the house looking this good and not have an explanation. Besides I’ve been gone a month in Columbia, he missed me, blah blah blah…”

Billy bites down on your collarbone causing you to yelp and shakes his head.

“This simply won’t do. Can’t have you dissatisfied.”

“Hmmm,” your hands make slow work of his button up shirt, popping each button slowly, “What are you going to do to remedy it.”

He lifts you, carrying you out to his car, a place more private from the wandering eyes inside, throwing you in the back seat as he turns it on. Locking the door to warm the small space up. Had only got so far before you were pulling him in the back seat, your hands greedily reaching for his belt as he lifts your dress up.

“This dress on you,” he ruts up the material high on your belly, taking in the garters you’re wearing and he groans as he rolls back on his knees, taking you in, “Fuck babe, this dress on you should be illegal.”

You give a satisfied smile as his hands roam up your thighs, over the intricate material running down your flesh at it meets in your center before he’s pulling down your underwear, biting his lips. Watching the way you were watching him, your arousal filling up the space and goddamn if that doesn’t do him in, he doesn’t know what will.

He pulls down his briefs quickly, spreading your legs apart as he leans between them, his face barely touching yours as he slowly slides into you, causing you to moan. Then he bends down and he kisses you, his cold lips pressed against your own and you both freeze. Stare at each other for what seems like a century. 

Rule # 3 – No kissing. 

Kissing was intimate. Invited something more. Sure a few pecks down each other’s neck was fine but actual kissing was off limits.

He was breaking all of them now and he knew it.

He’s about to pull away, about to take it back but then your tongue is skimming along his lips, asking them to be opened and he submits, his tongue mingling with yours for the first time. Tasting you. Moaning deeply into your mouth as he lifts your leg, hitting your deeper as his cock grazes across that spot that has you moaning out his name, your hands digging in his hair.

Your other leg wraps around his torso, drawing him closer to you as his hand snakes between your leg, circling your clit. He can feel the way your body starts to shake, succumbing to the pleasure he is giving you as you pull him closer to him, kissing him deeply.

He pulls you up higher, driving into you deeper, a low moan grumbling from his inner chest as you wrench from him, grasping at the leather underneath you as his name fills the air. Your hand rakes down his chest as his forehead leans on yours, lips brushing against each other and he whispers,

“I think I could fall for you.”

You cradle his face, wrenching away from him for a second and shake your head whispering,

“Don’t.”

He doesn’t cease his movement as his hips move faster, more sloppily against you. Doesn’t stop as his hand intertwines with yours, coming inside you as his head falls into the crook of your neck, moaning out your name. You however are still, your head moved to the side as silence starts to fill the car. The sound of people counting down echoing against the crisp night air.

“Forget I said it.” He whispers in your neck, pulling away from you, that part of him that has always kept himself distant starting to harden up again. You’re silent and he looks down at your face, at the way tears glisten in the moonlight and fear grips your heart.

Was the thought of him loving you really that horrible? Was he that unlovable?

“Really, I didn’t mean it.” He tries to get it out in a gruff but he knows it’s more of a whisper and you turn toward him, shaking your head.

“I can’t have you Billy. Just as much as you can’t have me. The sooner you come to terms with that – the easier this can get.”

He’s confused, knows his face is reflecting it and you wipe at your tears before your face cradles him,

“You’re kinda great Billy you know that? Funny. Talented. Successful. Intelligent. Perceptive. But your just as broken as I am. You don’t know how to love. I don’t know how to love. Two broken things don’t make a right. This is fun, what we have but one day you’ll get bored. You’ll find someone else and I’ll go back to my dull existence. Maybe you find a boring, charming girl who can put up with you and your broken soul but it can’t be me. Don’t know how to love you in all the ways you deserve to be loved. Because you do Billy – deserve love. But it can’t me. Don’t get attached to me.”

There’s something about the way your voice hits his ear, the way you look at him before you’re fighting back a sob that tears deeply to his soul.

Because he was you. Knew you. Knew that everything that you were saying was true.

You were two broken souls just looking for someone to put you together. But that couldn’t happen. Too much damage had been done. Far too much.

“Hard to not love someone like you.” He mutters and you laugh, pushing him a bit.

“Billy Russo doesn’t love.”

“And Y/N does?” he challenges back and you shake your head.

“I don’t want to see you after this.”

It tears him. Feels like the air is being sucked out of his lungs slowly, filling up with something dark and twisted that poisons his lungs. He feels alone and vulnerable suddenly. But he knows you’re right.

You had to go. He had to watch you go.

Love like this was dangerous.

“After tonight?” he asks and you nods slowly and he sighs, wiping a strand of hair from your face.

“Only if you come home with me. Just for tonight. Then you can go.”

The only rule you haven’t broken yet. The only one that’s mattered the most.

You don’t hesitate to say yes.

When he wakes up the next morning you’ve left him alone in his bed and you’ve taken his broken heart with you.

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Dua To Get Your Ex-Husband Back After Divorce

If you are reading this article right now, it means that you have experienced a separation or divorce from your partner and you want to know how to put the pieces back together. Though I know that you are experiencing a considerable amount of heartache right about now, I want you to know that you have come to the right place Today we will share an Islamic Dua To Get Your Ex Husband Back After…