#arrangedmarriage

[kelsiwritesfics]

First Post! "Signed, Mrs Quinn" - Jacob Anderson x Halle Bailey

Characters:

Houston Quinn - Played by Jacob Anderson

Eleanore Bullock - Played by Halle Bailey

Description:

In 1954, Eleanore Bullock spent the summer with her best friend's mysterious French cousin, a harsh accented, reserved, good - looking, intelligent aspiring doctor with all of his hooks in young Eleanore. Houston Quinn - at the end of his summer exploration in New York - is starring down a long trip back to Paris, France. However, he finds it especially hard to leave the regal beauty he met on a brownstone stoop. On their last summer sunset, will they finally confess that the deep rooted feelings that transcend distance?

Hope you enjoy!!

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Summer 1954

Houston Quinn is going to miss New York sunsets. 

While he thought that there would ever be beauty that could top that of Paris’ glistening sunset and even more sparkling nights - he reveled in his final New York summer day and realized he had never seen something more beautiful. 

Well, maybe he has. 

Standing next to him, Eleanore Bullock gazes into the yellow sky - her chocolate brown eyes filled with so much amazement that she almost runs into a light pole. With a chesty chuckle, Houston gently pulls her arm to her side - saving her from a pole stricken headache. 

“You always do that, you know?” Houston's thick French accent notices, settling into the softness of Eleanore’s skin as they walk with their arms connected.

 Eleanore looks to Houston, questioning in her eyes. “Do what?” she questions. 

Houston smiles as they join eyes. She doesn’t even know what she does to me.

 “That,” he said with a gentle smile. Eleanore chuckles. “I’m not following,” she says honestly. 

Houston sighs. “That thing you do with your eyes. You look at everything like it’s…pure. Like there’s no wrong in whatever you’re looking at. You see the best in things, Elle,” he says truthfully, falling into the depths of her gaze. 

Like a shy schoolgirl, Eleanore’s cheeks heat in a warm blush; her eyelashes fluttering gently. “Well, I’ve never noticed it,” she jokes with a short chuckle. “But you know what you always do?” 

“Quoi?” Houston answers with a teasing raised eyebrow.

 Eleanore kisses her teeth. “Now is not the time for a french lesson, Houston!” Eleanore exclaims, her mind filled with so many miscellaneous words that she doesn’t know how she’ll ever unscramble them.

 Houston chuckles. “You’ve taught me many words, Elle. I need to return the favor. So..quoi. qu'est-ce que je fais toujours?” 

“What do I always do?” 

Eleanore smiles to herself when she easily translates his quick words. 

“You’re so observant. I mean, you see everything! You notice everything. Even the smallest things,” she explains in slight amazement. 

Houston nods in understanding. “Analytics is my thing. Doctors have to notice the small things. I don’t want to diagnose a patient with a common cold when he’s really had an infection the whole time. All because I didn’t notice the small details.” 

Eleanore smiles. “While the smallest things capture you the most, you have one flaw,” she counters. 

Houston’s eyebrow raises stiffly. “What’s the flaw?”

 Eleanore and Houston’s steps slow as they approach the looming brownstone at the end of the street they were dredging - standing between Eleanore’s house and Houston’s aunt - Maggie’s - house. Hesitantly, Eleanore pulls her arm from his. 

“You tend to strip over the big details. The things that are right in front of your face. Old folks say, ‘If it was a snake, it would’ve bit you,”’ she says with a soft chuckle

Houston stuffs his hands in his pockets. “Americans and their sayings,” he grumbles with a playful roll of his eyes. Eleanore plucks him playfully.

 “What have I missed Madame Elle? Hmm?” Houston says, taking a step closer to Eleanore. 

On the narrow sidewalk, Houston’s small step feels like a lifelong journey that has settled him almost chest to chest with Eleanore. Naturally, Eleanore cranes her neck to meet Houston’s tall and bulky structure. The sun hides behind his body and the heat coddles both of them, Eleanore falls into the softness of Houston’s features - a pit she’s gotten deeper into since the day they met on this sidewalk only three months prior.

 Houston can’t believe that so much has changed for him in only three months. Settling temporarily in America - in hopes of adapting before attending medical school - Houston didn’t think time would grant him something so special such a little amount. But the most special thing - the most beautiful thing was standing before him - in all of her pure, unadulterated glory. 

“What did I miss, Eleanore?” he reiterates. 

The two of them chuckle at his common butchering of her full name. Since it sounds foreign and crunchy in his mouth, Eleanore would much rather the sweetness of the whisper he releases when he says “Elle.” 

“I really don’t want you to leave, Houston,” Eleanore says, taken aback by her bluntness in such a vulnerable place.

 Eleanore could never quite understand how such a feeling could build in her stomach without ever feeling Houston’s intimate touch. Without ever indulging in the sweetness of his lips. It seemed from the first moment they stood on this broken concrete, that they were tethered together in some sort of divine connection that neither of them could understand or explain. And from that moment, they both knew that being on opposite sides of the world would pull their tethered string so tight - that their heart might just go with it. 

Houston chuckles at the confession, finally pulling his eyes away from Eleanore’s. “It’s crazy that you’ve waited the entire summer to finally tell me that,” he said.

 Eleanore rolls her eyes playfully. “Well, you’ve already known it. Why must I say what you already know?” she questions.

 “Because I wanted to see your face when you admitted what we’ve both known since the first time I laid eyes on you,” he confessed. 

The wind in the darkening sky seems to build up and center itself between Houston and Eleanore’s tense bodies, swiveling them into a whirlwind of unspoken emotions. Eleanore pushes through the tension, taking a step closer to Houston. Shakily, she rests her hand on Houston’s over the pocket of his pants.

 “Well, now we both know. And we both know we’re serious. I feel I’ve given you a reason to stay. Why can’t you?” Eleanore retorts.

 Houston has no objection to what Eleanore wants.

 In his mind, there’s nothing that can pull him from her. And he knows the feeling is mutual. However, he feels he has no time to answer such an unimportant question. Glancing at Eleanore’s plump and trembling lips - his priorities have shifted to turn the space between them into non-existence. The string between their beating and restless hearts pulls and pulls like an urging warning. Eleanore feels it strongly and it travels to the depths of her stomach. 

“Can you teach me something in French?” Eleanore questions.

 Breathless and too enthralled, Houston simply nods. Eleanore swallows hard.

“How do you say, “Kiss me” in french?” she questions as her chest feels with an intoxicating breath. 

Houston smiles, reaching to hold the end of Eleanore’s chin. She whimpers, burning at his touch. 

“Embrasse-moi”, he commands and teaches.

 “Embrasse-moi” Eleanore repeats, almost drooling in anticipation.

 And as Houston gently grabs the hull of her face, ready to sink into the softness of her pink lips - a shriek erupts like a gunshot in the beautiful sunset. 

“Houston! Houston!” a sorrowful scream breaks Houston from Eleanore. 

Eleanore quickly turns behind her, recognizing Maggie’s - her neighbor and Houston’s aunt - voice running down the stairs in a nightgown. Looking past her intimate nature, Eleanore stricken by the eyeliner streaked tears coming down Maggie’s face. To Eleanore, Margaret Quinn is one of the most elegant women she knows. Seeing her so broken sends a chill up her spine. 

“Tante Maggie! What’s the matter? Why are you crying?”, Houston rushes, stepping past Eleanore and running to catch Maggie’s falling body. 

Maggie collapses as Houston hoists her into his arms, enveloping her. 

“It’s Aimee”, she chokes, burying herself into Houston. 

Watching from a distance, Eleanore recognizes the name to be Houston’s mother. 

She’s waiting for him back in Paris.

 Houston frantically looks down to Maggie, searching her face worriedly. 

“Me meman? What about her? Is she okay?” Houston rushes.

 Sucking in a breath, Maggie gains all of her strength to scream

 “She’s dead! My lord, Aimee is dead!”

 Eleanore has always admired Houston’s bronze skin. She’s always loved how warm it felt in a short hug. She adores it. But in the moment that Maggie’s scream breaks the mold of her weeping sadness, Houston’s face drains itself of its color. His grip on Maggie loosens and she stumbles.

 “Houston, my darling. She’s gone,” Maggie weeps.

 “Mama,” Houston mutters, tears dripping from his eyes. Shell shocked, he looks out at Eleanore - whose body has frozen from the quickness of the events. She stumbles forward, reaching out for him. 

“Houston, I’m sorry,” is all she can muster.

 But it seems that Houston doesn’t even hear her. In fact, he gently sets Maggie down on the stoop of her brownstone, kissing her forehead and stoically dredging up the stairs. Eleanore runs up the steps, passing by Maggie. 

“Houston?” she calls, not quite sure what she’s calling for.

 But once again, it seems Houston just can’t hear her. 

As Eleanore calls his name with a burning lump in her throat, Houston retreats into Maggie’s brownstone, mumbling to himself as he closes the door behind him. Eleanore stands on the stoop next to Maggie, sealing her eyes as hot, prickling tears settle there. 

As her eyes fall, her mind makes a mental snapshot of her last memory of Houston Quinn - his back forever turned to her.

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A/N: Hello beautiful people! If you don't know yet, my name is Kelsi and I'm a published romance author and poet! While I love the world of being able to share my sappy work with a bunch of willing readers, I've had the desire to get back to my roots - FAN FICTION! It never left me and I'm so happy that I'm writing again! Technically, all of my published work is some sort of fan fiction and this excerpt is no different. This snippet is the prologue of my next novel, "Signed, Mrs. Quinn" - a arranged marriage romance featuring these beautiful characters. It is set for release in August of this year! I hope this caught your attention and if you wanna know more about this book, following my instagram and tiktok - @allshedoesiswrites - for updates and drafting posts! I hope I caught your attention and i hope you stay and read awhile

A/N #2: What are your thoughts!? What do you think is next for Eleanore and Houston? Any predictions for the novel? Leave any suggestions, comments or requests for future stories in the comments! Share with all of your friends that would be interested! Thanks!

Xo, Kelsi💋

[justanothersterekficgirl]

Like Heaven Catching Lighting by weathervaanes

Explicit | 41k | 1/1

Prince Stiles of Cor has always known, somewhere in the back of his mind, that he was never truly going to marry for love. Fighting it has only made it worse. Now, presented with a choice between two children of the Hale family of Ignis, Derek and Cora, he must make the decision to determine who will rule by his side. If only it were that simple.

-0-

“Tell me,” he says, taking a drink. “If your sister does accept me as her husband, would you be pleased for her fortune or yours?”

Derek sets down the pitcher and moves further into the room, removing his vest and setting it over a chair. “I don’t believe that’s a fair question. If she finds happiness in your kingdom, by your side, of course I’ll be pleased for her.”

“And relieved, I imagine.”

Derek turns, arms crossed over his chest. “Would you be?”

[hlficlibrary]

hi, i saw someone asking for arranged marriage fics where Larry has to marry someone else and i think this one i read recently will fit too:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18865144/chapters/44776135

they try to marry harry for business instead of letting him to find his soulmate (Louis)

Hi! Anon looking for arranged marriage fics...if you're looking for another here you go!

His and Mine by glitteredcurls

Harry is adopted by a wealthy family, soon to be cleared of his connection to his soulmate without discussion on his twentieth birthday-- a gruesome rite of passage. For the past eight years, Harry has been staring at one name: Louis. But what happens now that his heart starts fluttering for a stranger, helping him remain strong at his weakest points? Harry feels he should be cautious; what kind of person goes by the name Tomlinson anyway…

OR Harry legally isn't supposed to meet his soulmate-- he's rendered physically unable to recognize him even if he did-- but yet, of course, he does.

[twilightpackfanatfics]

Lose Yourself

The 10th entry for the Twilight Pack Fanatfics Short Story Challenge June/July 2024 is now Live.

Title: Lose Yourself

Characters: Bella. Jasper. Paul.

Prompt: Enemies To Lovers

Rating: Mature

Summary: Bella has been promised to Edward since her childhood. After a conversation with her best friend, Jasper, she finds herself kidnapped beside him. Can they escape? Why does she find her captor so damn sexy? Link: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/TwilightPackFanatfics060724/works/57349165

[underthemooncover]

Crimson Vendetta

She thought it would be him. Brought together by destiny, she thought it would be a fairytale. But when a hidden vendetta that grows deeper comes to light, will she be able to take it? Or will she be broken by lying souls and shattered fantasies?

Crimson Vendetta (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/367329042-crimson-vendetta?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=underthe_mooncover

[allthingsdarkanddirty]

✯✯✯ NEW RELEASE ✯✯✯

Heart of Night by Angelina J. Steffort

“I will find you. And if it takes a lifetime, I will find you.”

Ayna has just escaped death, only to crash head first into a new curse. This one is made by men.

Heart still bleeding, Ayna fights to keep strong. But how can she, when she is in the brutal hands of the very traitor who killed Myron? Especially when he is working with a man who has made it his mission to see her pay for her father’s crimes.

With her magic gone, Ayna is trapped and shipped off to her childhood world, where she uncovers plans at work that eclipse even Ephegos’s revenge—and an enemy who will stop at nothing to get what he wants.

If only Ayna knew that her king survived, she might cling to a brittle hope. But Myron is fighting his own battles in the search for his queen. Each one leads him a little closer to death’s door.

As they both plan their escape, they must make unlikely alliances and heart-wrecking choices—because this time, neither of them can rely on their magic to save them.

The curse on the Crows is broken, but all hope is lost. Will Ayna and Myron find each other and freedom, or will they end in a cage worse than death?

Full of intrigue, secrets, and heartbreak, Heart of Night is the second book in the sizzling epic romantic fantasy series, Wings of Ink and is perfect for fans of A Court of Thorns and Roses, From Blood and Ash, and Beauty and the Beast.

@ajsteffort

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[purppleinara]

Hakeeqat - CHAPTER 0 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1383403429-hakeeqat-chapter-0?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=Inara-ish&wp_originator=BgrTQY6PpQPVoKK4Q6qoxrPtD7Az4HZxPrfRoR6XRcD%2Fq0UTVcYVjD%2FFGPD0QAcrZLNd%2F1CsHvwsKJk12LxT7%2F8i3p5aWM4GiolaxGFag2a33t6xkaKhJ2oigeo2F4BF Book 1 Strings of Fate Series Nysha Raghuvanshi X Paarthav Ahuja

MY LOVELIES. IT IS HERE.

[justanothersterekficgirl]

The Gentleman And The Fox by bleep0bleep, Inkforwords

Explicit | 15k | 1/1

Derek doesn't expect much from his arranged marriage. When his inattentive husband, Lord Stiles Stilinski, tells him he's free to look for a lover, he doesn't know where to start, until a dashing bandit named the Red Fox catches his eye. ~ The Fox winks again. “Have a good night, Derek,” he purrs in a sultry tone, and then climbs back on the horse and disappears into the night. Derek walks up the path towards the manor in a daze, and it isn’t until he’s inside when he realizes he never told the Fox his name or where he lived.

[hlficlibrary]

hello,

aranged marriage but where they are forced to marry other people not each other?

thank youuu 💕

Hi anon! You're very welcome! Here are some fics that fit what you're looking for!

The Murmur of Yearning by MediaWhore / @mediawhorefics

Four years ago, Harry Styles was forced into a marriage of convenience to enrich and ally both his and his promised's families. The sudden, and slightly suspicious, death of the Marquess of Haxshire, however, brings great disturbance to Crescentfield Hall and, as his late's husband's closest male relative, Harry unexpectedly finds himself the head of a family he never felt he belonged to. Between a meddling distant cousin hellbent on inserting himself in Harry’s life, his wicked and mistrustful mother-in-law and his late husband’s advisors refusing to help or take him seriously, Harry struggles in the fight to keep what he’s earned and make the Estate finally feel like home.

Luckily, he doesn’t stand completely alone and finds himself an unlikely ally in Mr Tomlinson, the elusive Land Stewart who has been taking care of the property in the shadows for years. Louis Tomlinson is caring, patient, and unlike everyone else, he doesn’t seem to think Harry committed a murder.

A Silver Lining In A Storm (You Were Lightning, I Was Born) by @fallinglikethis

Omega Prince Harry had always known that he was going to have an arranged marriage. But after the death of his first fiancé, a man who turned out far worse than Harry thought possible, his subsequent marriage to the man's brother leaves Harry finding it difficult to trust that everything will work out. Especially considering the only responsibility he’s aware of is to give his husband, the future king, an heir.

I Sail With You by AFangirlFantasy / @afangirlfantasy

Against his wishes, Omega Prince Harry Styles is arranged to mate with someone he doesn’t love, much less knows. Though he pleaded to his parents incessantly, they not only refuse to comply but force him to depart on a ship days later. Harry prays for fate to step in, to change what’s to come, however, the answer he is given is not exactly in the form he had hoped.

Enter Will Tommo – deadliest pirate captain of all seven seas.

[violetttdayss]

mirrorball | max verstappen - 1.9 the fashion show (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1374775327-mirrorball-max-verstappen-1-9-the-fashion-show?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=violetttdays&wp_originator=H%2B1gD%2FvjHghhWVdJJbgyFqELQ3Xzhqxu%2FhJGuijJrXQAsKk2lx%2FEZkSuGAKfknZLMdQVdzab8Iv0Aokm%2BVyQdI1ogl6k887QvUHzQRSWKOX%2FHF%2FETzoCTAZ2I7UrjcGF ｡･ﾟﾟ･book one of the 𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ･ﾟﾟ･｡ ❪🎥❫ in which a marriage of convenience becomes more than what was stated in the terms and conditions. formula one max x oc 2022 season based started: aug 2023 - 「 © VIOLETTTDAY | 2023 」

[5sosfanfictioncatalogue]

Arranged Marriage Masterlist

Angel of the Morning (ao3) - boomercal Luke/Calum G, 900 

Summary: Calum has a wife to meet and he and Luke have an affair to end. 

Convivencia (ao3) - antisocialhood Luke/Asthon M, 4k

Summary: Everyone knows Kingston University is expensive, but Ashton has a plan. There's a rule, a clause, that gives a married couple attending the university a break, just over $50,000, and allows them to live off campus.

Ashton has his eyes set on attending Kingston, and he's willing to cross whatever lines he must to pay his way through. Even if that means marrying a complete stranger and trying not to fall in love.

Enter a freshly graduated boy named Luke that has an unhealthy coffee fixation and his own eyes set on Kingston

~

Or, Ashton and Luke find themselves twisted up in a fake marriage for a cheaper college tuition, and somehow, feelings come about.

Crowns and Riches. (ao3) - snickerz Luke/Ashton G, 9k

Summary:  Prince Luke meets Stable Boy Ashton, his mother informs him that he is betrowthed to be married, he agrees at first but starts to develop an untold amount of feelings for the boy which are later returned, he is faced with the dilemma of what he is expected to do vs what his heart and soul is telling him to do.

Everybody Wants To Rule The World (ao3) - TheRadioactiveWizard Michael/Luke, Luke/Ashton, Calum/Ashton N/R, 9k

Summary: "Since Lucas, King of Scotland, was a child the English have wanted his country and his crown. He is sent to France to wed its next king, to save himself and his people - a bond that should protect him, but there are forces that conspire, forces of darkness, forces of the heart. Long may he reign." 

or King Lucas of Scotland and Prince Michael The II of France are in an arranged marriage and eventually fall in love.

I need you to stay (ao3) - CutesyMe Michael/Calum, Luke/Ashton N/R, 10k

Summary: Apparently his parents have found a ‘perfect’ boy for him now, and apparently they expected him to woo this boy, win his heart over and marry him. Whether he liked him or not. How was that possible? It was the fucking 21st century and he was living in a country where he had rights. How can his parents arrange a marriage for him? This wasn’t Pakistan or India. He couldn’t believe that was happening, especially right after he met that cute red haired guy, and had lost him instantly but that wasn’t the point.

Oh, We Could Be Falling In Love (ao3) - malumqt (bunwuji) Michael/Calum, Luke/Ashton N/R, 9k

Summary: Michael Clifford is only prince of Australia. Calum Hood is the prince of New Zealand. Both are enemy countries and decided to have an arranged marriage to have peace. Michael doesn't want an arranged marriage. He's determined to hate the unfairly adorable New Zealand prince.

Once Upon a Dream (ao3) clamu_hnod  Luke/Ashton, Michael/Calum N/R, 9k

Summary: Prince Ashton is promised the hand of the next born Hemming’s child as a result of an agreement made between their fathers. When a tall woman in a dark cape arrives, chaos ensues and plans run a muck.

Princes Among Peasents (ao3) - magicalmadhatter Michael/Luke, Luke/Calum, Calum/Ashton N/R, 4k

Summary: Five years ago Michael escaped his kingdom in the cover of darkness with his friend and advisor Ashton. The pair of them have made a life for themselves in the lower city of the castle in the neighboring kingdom. But what if the past they thought they left behind wasn't so far behind them? Especially after they are uprooted from the life they have made and thrown into the hustle and bustle of what their past life was.

To Our Happiness (ao3) - heavenlytouch Ashton/Calum, Michael/Calum, Ashton/Luke G, 1k

Summary: Calum just know that his parents already planned this wedding before his was born.

under the blanket (ao3) - homoxavier Luke/Ashton T, 2k

Summary: They said it would be better to be married young; you would die longer. At age 21, Ashton had had made his decision. 

"I knew you were the one the moment I looked into your eyes. I made you cry bloody murder." "Oh, you sap."

[munaeem]

Why Are Marriages Struggling in India?

Hey there! Recently, I’ve been diving into some pretty eye-opening stuff about marriages in India. I thought you’d find it as fascinating as I do. It might be a little concerning too. It’s not exactly “health” in the typical sense. It’s not like diet or exercise. It’s definitely about emotional and social well-being. That is just as important, right? Let’s chat about what’s going on, why it…

[blofthenight]

Himekoi (MITSUYA Bond)

A long time ago, a divine fox saved Mikazuki village from famine. In return, the fox took one of the villagers as his bride. To this day, the villagers hold a marital ceremony every year at the summer festival. The descendant of the fox and the descendant of the bride marry, and then they spend one night together. The villagers believe that this ceremony continues to protect them from disaster. It just so turns out that, this year, those two descendants are Kanata and Kuro, and, this summer, it is their turn to marry and have s**. There's one problem -- unlike Kanata, who believes in their village's customs, Kuro does not seem too keen on his fate. Kuro's apathy hurts Kanata, who always felt that he didn't quite mind, as long as he was with Kuro...

Dizzy rating: 💫💫💫💫4/5

[justanothersterekficgirl]

The Light in the Woods by DiscontentedWinter

5 works | 36k total | complete

To honour a treaty with the people of a strange land, Derek Hale, prince of the kingdom of Triskelion, has to marry Stiles.

[iamshay]

Arranged Marriage vs. Forced Marriage: Know the Difference

GIRLS news flash for y'all dummies. Whom confuse these two.

A lot of people hear "arranged marriage" and assume it means being forced into something against their will. But that’s not always the case. There’s a huge difference between arranged marriage and forced marriage, and it’s important to understand what they actually mean.

Arranged Marriage: A Tradition of Family and Choice

In many cultures, arranged marriages are about families helping their children find a compatible partner. It’s not about control it’s about guidance. The key difference? Consent.

Your family introduces you to potential matches.

You have the right to say yes or no.

The final decision is yours.

Many people who enter arranged marriages do so willingly because they trust their parents’ judgment and believe in the idea of marrying someone who shares their values, culture, and goals. It’s a collaboration, not a command.

Forced Marriage: A Violation of Rights

Forced marriage, on the other hand, is when someone-whether a parent, relative, or society-pushes a person into marriage without their consent. This is wrong and illegal in many countries. No one should ever be forced into a marriage they don’t want. Signs of forced marriage include:

Being pressured, manipulated, or threatened into marriage.

Having no say in the matter.

Feeling scared to say no.

My sisters had arranged marriages, but they had the choice to say yes or no. They chose yes because they trusted my dad and it turned out he were right. The guy shared our values. and they have kids with the guys they married with. They amazing brother in law.

As a father, his role is to make sure his daughters marry into the right family-one that shares the same values. Parents have better judgment because, let’s be real, women can get blinded by love and miss the red flags. WELL, DUMMY, your father sees right through the guy!

"Not Just Tradition: How My Father Shaped My Marriage Path"

I've had guys asking for my hand since I was 17. My dad always said no. "No, she needs to focus on her studies." Even after I finished school and was ready, none of them impressed him, and he didn’t approve. My dad is a very God-fearing man who doesn’t like scrubs or degenerate men. His standards were high, and he expected a lot from any man for me. He wanted someone who thought like him. He didn’t like anyone with a closed mindset, who thinks a dysfunctional family is a flex when it’s actually a huge loss. He wanted a man who would be loyal, with eyes only for me, nobody else. NOT even death do us part. Just like how he and my mom were in their marriage, he wanted the same for all his children. I was never forced. It’s simple: the men who came asking for my hand had to go to the man of the house. This practice exists in Christianity too, not just in Islam. A lot hoes dont understand ideal on arrange married. The woman has to say no. Their dad give their input and say this man is this way and good or not. So my father knew my brother in law family and also a lot his friend speak highly of them. So its not just easy and what he background check them like freaking Spy or something My dad was in army nobody would dare fool him or lie he had always a way find the truth about them. Still this day there guy from far distance family last time my mother told he still waiting for me. LMAO.

My father had a lot of daughters, and he raised us all well. Everyone was waiting to get one of his daughters for their son. Even now, my mom’s friends are asking about my sisters. One day, she was at my place with two of her friends and one of them said to my mom, "Let’s match my son with your beautiful daughter." He was actually super handsome too; she showed us pictures of him.

A lot of us are taken, but I’m the one (and 3 of my sisters) who are still available, so they keep trying, LMAO.

I’m over here like Neo from The Matrix, dodging them all like bullets. 🤣🤣 Stay away from me. You ain’t filling my dad’s shoes-you’re not for me. That’s all I expect from a guy: he has to fill those big shoes dad left behind in every aspect of life.

xo

shay