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[islamicspecialistforloveback]

Effective Dua To Go Abroad With Husband

Dua To Go Abroad With Husband or to live with husband in abroad can be use for settling abroad with husband. Use our dua to travel abroad with husband. It is a dream for many people to go and reside abroad. Many people who think living in abroad will enhance their social status. Many people love the scenic beauty of abroad and want to live there. Some just want to go abroad to make money. But,…

[taurussbabe]

Heyyy i saw ur taking request for the song related fics and i have to say the 2 fics u wrote were absolutely amazing!!!

Can u write smth related to the song 'all of the girls you loved before' by taylor swift

Or

'Pretty please' by dua lipa

All of the girls you loved before

a/n: Thank you so much for this request, absolutely loved it. Hope you like it anon!! word count: 1.1k

Cryin' in the bathroom for some dude Whose name I cannot remember now (ooh) Secret jokes all alone No one's home, sixteen and wild (ooh)

            You and charles have been friends ever since you were kids, your parents were friends with his parents since they were in school, and eventually, that lead to you always being raised close with each other. You were together through everything, when his dad passed and when Jules and Anthoine died. He was always there for you too, no matter how busy his schedule was, so much, your parents started to wonder if there was something else going on between the two of you. You were fifteen and had a crush on a boy in your school, you thought he liked you too, that was until you saw him kiss another girl at some random party, of course, your fifteen-year-old self took it pretty hard, immediately leaving the scene and running towards the closest bathroom and letting the tears fall. What you didn’t know at the time was that charles had witnessed the whole scene and also ran towards the bathroom, storming in, not caring if it was the ladies room, immediately embracing you, holding you tight, brushing your hair out of your face, kissing your head and whispering into your ear, reminding you how everything was gonna be ok, and how he would always be there for you.

A few months later, you found yourself turning sixteen, charles right there by your side as you blown the candles, making secret jokes the whole time. The name of the boy who made you cry in that bathroom, long forgotten by now, the only person in your mind being the Monegasque by your side.

Your past and mine are parallel lines

Stars all aligned and they intertwined

And taught you

The way you call me, "Baby"

Treat me like a lady

            “Y/n, can you come here?” you heard him calling you from the living room, making you leave the room who were in to go to him.

“Yes, baby” you made your way to the couch, straddling charles as his hands found his way to your waist.

“God, I love when you call me baby.”

“Yeah?” you ask kissing his cheek and neck, him only humming as a response. “Why did you call me?”

“I wanted to make you a snack, what do you want to eat?”

“Really? You called me here just to see what I wanted to eat?”

“Yeah, why? Did I do something wrong?” his face expressions changing, but you quickly put your hands on both sides of his face.

“No, no, you didn’t. You just caught me by surprise, that’s all, you don’t need to make me anything.”

“No, but I want to, you deserve it.”

“Thank you, mon ange” you hug him tight, kissing his chest, his arm wrapping around your waist, keeping you close to him.

Every dead-end street

Led you straight to me

Now you're all I need

I'm so thankful for

All of the girls you loved before

But I love you more

            “I miss you” you heard on the other side of the line, making a soft smile creep its way onto your face.

“I miss you too, you know that, but you win this race, and you might get a reward when you get home.” You heard his chuckle through the phone and hear a mechanic calling him, letting you know your time with him was over. “Good luck, champ, I love you.”

“I love you too, mon ange.” Was the last thing that you heard and then he hung up.

“Y/n?” you heard from behind you, making you turn around “Y/n Y/l/n?”

“Charlotte? Hi, how are you?” you greeted the girl in front of you, silently hoping charles’ name wouldn’t come up, considering she was his ex-girlfriend.

“I’m good. How are you? I heard you and charles are dating now” ‘and she went there’ you thought.

“Hm, yeah, I’m good” you said, not knowing what else to say.

“It’s fine Y/n, really, I kind of always knew he had a thing for you, besides we just weren’t good for each other, I’m glad you’re both happy”

“Thanks, really, it was good to see you.” You said your goodbyes and headed home so you could watch charles’ race.

.

“Mon amour, I’m home” You were in the bedroom, and as soon as you heard him you sprinted down the hallway, launching yourself into his arms, making both of you loose balance, causing you to fall on the couch, charles on top of you. “Woah, are you okay?” he asked as he carefully placed a kiss on your lips.

“I’m so freaking proud of you, you did it, charles, what a fucking brilliant race” you kissed him passionately, making him moan into the kiss.

“Thank you, I think I did good.”

“You thought you did good? You did amazingly, you did perfect, I’m so proud of you I can’t put it into words. Hard work always pays off, and you’re living proof of it. I love you so so much, my love.” You said looking into his eyes.

You stayed like that for a while, looking so deep into each other’s eyes you could almost look into each other’s soul, until charles lifted you up and carried you to the bedroom, kissing you during the entire time of the walk. He dropped you on the bed and kissed you one last time before going to take a shower and put on some more comfortable clothes.

“You know who I saw today?” you asked charles, who was still getting ready in the bathroom. “Charlotte.”

“Oh yeah? Did you talk?”

“Yeah, she said she knew that we were together, and she was happy for us, because she always thought you had a thing for me.”

“Oh well, she’s right, I did always have a thing for you, ever since we were like twelve” he said in the simplest way, as if he hadn’t just admitted he liked you since you were little.

“Wait, what? You dated her when you were seventeen.”

“Yeah, but just because you were dating that douchebag.” He walked out of the bathroom, coming to sit next to you, holding onto you has you brushed his still wet curls.

“Well, I’m thankful for everyone we dated before, it lead us to here, and I couldn’t be happier to be here” you stated while his finger drew soft patterns on your skin.

“Me too, mon ange, I’m really happy that we’re here”

[spacebaby1]

Can you do sukuna x Muslim reader? Where he is going through a hard time and she prayers for him(Arrange marriage but sweet kinda of relationship) it's okay if you don't want to write it. Love your writing:)

Yes! Omg I'd love to! Hope you like it!

It was an arranged marriage between you and you father's friends eldest son; Sukuna. You were having dinner one day with your parents and your dad had asked you if you'd be interested in an marriage with a nice man. You blinked at that question and shrugged, "I mean as long as you know he's a nice man I guess it's not bad in meeting him," you replied with a small smile.

After a week both your families decided to go out for dinner at a fancy restaurant and you saw him for the first time; he was not a talkative type, he was a gentleman and very well-known for his devotion to his work and family. You both talked then and there; he was charming not once he said something to make you mad or upset. He was very soft spoken to you. Your father had informed you after that dinner that Sukuna agreed to the wedding and he also said that if you reject him he'll understand and it's not pressure on your side to agree but you already decided that wanted to marry him; he was nice, gentleman and respectful and every other person that knew him said kind things about him.

Once you both agreed to get married Sukuna had texted you asking about what are your requirements for the wedding venue, cake, dress and everything else to which he also added that you shouldn't look at the price of anything; whatever your heart desires he'll agree to it. He wanted you to be happy, as of that didn’t already captured your heart, you both picked everything for the wedding together; nothing extravagant but very classy wedding with few of your friends and families.

Sukuna had bought you a home and it was not less than a castle; after the wedding he still spoiled you with gifts, and handed you all his credit cards to buy whatever you need. However you'd refuse to use his money on random things even though he said his money is your money from now on. He's been nothing but kind to you but also a bit shy some might say cold hearted; but he just didn't want you to fell uncomfortable around him. He'd often walk past a room and see you praying and would just stand at the doorframe to watch you and leaving before you see him.

One of the days he had a rough day, nothing seems to be in his favour that day, his meeting ended badly, the clients were complaining about some services and few stakeholders were arguing about something in the company. He got home with a heavy headache and saw the hot dinner you prepared for him, you entered the room and saw him, with a smile you took his bag and coat greeting him, "how was your day?" You asked and he just smiled not trying to bother you with his bad day, "it was good, I'm hungry." You nodded "come, let's eat, I made your favorite today." He was very grateful to have you at this moment, he ate his dinner and showered before going to sleep with a headache. Unfortunately the headache caught up to his sleep and he woke up in the middle of the night to find you not in bed, rubbing his temple he got up knowing where you are; in the prayer room.

Unlike everyday he didn't just stand by the doorframe to watch you pray. You werr done praying when you started to say the dua, "Dear God, thank you for all the blessings you gave me, thank you for the health and thank you the most for sending me such an amazing husband. He's very kind to me and caring towards me, I pray you bless him with health and well-being and a long life where we can be together always and honour each other, I really appreciate and," you paused with a smile, "I love him so much, I just wish he'd be less shy," you chuckled before continuing, "please God , keep him happy and safe, Ameen." Sukuna felt his heart melt at your words, he waited few minutes before knocking and walking in the room, you turned to smile at him as he took the seat beside you on your prayer mat. "Did I wake you up? I apo-" He cut your sentence short by placing his head on your shoulder as he sat beside you, "I've been feeling down all day, I had a very bad day-" he couldn't speak further without tearing down and you immediately wrapped your arms around him protectively so did he, holding you for dear life as he spoke and cried while you rubbed his back, "I don't know what to do, I want to just hide away and do n-nothing I'm just so so tired from today, I- I promise I'm not l-like this always b-but-"

"You have been working so hard lately, you need to rest, Husband," you softly spoke gently caressing his pink hair with your soft hands, "please, can you take few days off of work? You need to rest, it's not good to work and feel such pressure. Can you?" He nodded in you embrace, "y-yes I can take few days off." He slowly removed himself from your embrace chuckling as he whipped his nose and you whipped his tears with the end of your hijab before he placed his head on your lap and taking your hand and placing it on his forehead, "Sweetheart, would you please pray for me everyday?" He asked and you smiled down at him as you gently massaged his head, "with my whole heart, Husband." He blushed.

"Call me by my name," he chuckled, Now it was your turn to blush, "No!" You replied, and he chuckled, taking your other hand and placing his on his chest, "come on, just once, say my name." You rolled your eyes and spoke, "Sukuna." He blinked at you, "Again? Please?" He asked this time softly, and you tried hard to hide your smirk as you called his name, still massaging his head, "are you feeling better now? Sukuna?" He smiled and nodded eagerly, then closing his eyes, letting you massage his head some more.

[austinslounge]

Nicholas is the new Hollywood “it” boy. If Kaia or her parents showed interest, he’d take it in a heart beat. Girlfriend, who?

Nicholas doesn’t have the resume Austin had by the time the Gerber clan got their claws into him. He was on a soap opera for a few years before he got the Monsters gig. He’d probably love to date a nepo baby.

The shippers are having a meltdown about this. Because Nicholas fans are shipping him and Kaia already. Which is fine. So you’re thing.

We want Austin away from her anyways.

Yea girl, Nicholas SO fits the mold and usual type that Kaia tends to go for. The only difference is that he's actually around her age and not in his 30s rofl 🤣

Nicholas and Kaia would actually make a much better match because he's only 2 years older than her, and they're in the same place in their lives. They might actually be way more compatible with each other than Austin and Kaia tbh. 👀

The ship name NicKaia even has a really cute ring to it too! 🤭

And yea, let her family get their claws into Nicholas, and leave Austin alone, please. 😩

Austin and Kaia don't even look happy with each other anymore. And it's pretty clear that Austin doesn't like being in the spotlight or paps like that, but maybe this Nicholas guy does?

He might actually want the exposure because he's still trying to make it in Hollywood.

Kaia really needs to continue to be around her friends closer around her age, live the young 23 year old life, and date a guy closer to her own age, instead of being tied down to a guy 10 years older than her, who's (let's face it) way more mature than she is, isn't into the party scene anymore, prefers to be a homebody and chill instead of being out and about at the latest Hollywood bash, Burger King Fan-fic reading, Taylor Swift concert, or BDSM birthday party. 👀

We've seen what Austin loves to do in his spare time as a 33 year old man. Among other things, he loves to visit art museums, go to plays, make pottery, spend time with older friends, watch movies, read, and be at home lol. 😄

He and Kaia are at two totally different places in their lives, and like that Life & Style article said, "they have nothing in common", and it shows! They look miserable together. It almost looks like a chore or an obligation to be with each other at this point. Where's the fun? Where's the spark? Where are the smiles?

When you look at Dua and Callum, for example, they look like they are having the time of their lives, and it looks like they are having great sex lol. 😅 Sorry to be so graphic, but that's exactly what they look like. That woman is all smiles lol. They actually look happy. Truth be told, Austin and Vanessa looked the same way, and it looked like they had a great time in the bedroom as well.

Austin and Kaia already look like they are bored with each other, and they have only been dating for almost 3 years. Do shippers really think these two are going to be getting married? Ha! Get real lol 😆 The spark has already died, and they aren't even married rofl. 🤣 Idk any man who says to himself that this is what he wants to look like with his woman for the rest of his life lol.

So yea, Kaia and Nicholas might actually be a good match. She's already tossed the ball, and he's accepted. (Yet another reason why I know for sure that Kaia went after Austin and not the other way around)

I'll be curious to see what comes of this, if anything.

[raya-rhaenyra-ahsoka]

My Thoughts on Ep.06 - We Take a Zebra to Vegas, A rant (SPOILERS AHEAD!)

Actual Iris-messaging on screen! Good way to start the episode.

Yes, toss the drachma, SEAWEED BRAIN!

If you want the gods’ attention, you have to pay for it. Eh, not surprised since it’s kinda how children have to do to get their parents’ attention these days.

Wtf is Luke Castellan doing in Chiron’s office?

We know who stole the bolt. (Book-readers, we know who stole the bolt!)

*Calm expression* How do you know? and not *gasp* Really? Who is it? Very sus. 🤔

I do have a love-hate relationship with Clarisse La Rue as a character, but accusing her as the lightning thief? OH, HELL NO!

This convo:

Luke: Guys, what is this?

Percy and Annabeth: What?

Luke: When did you turn into an old married couple?

Percy and Annabeth:

Everyone in the fandom:

Luke channeling his big brother energy by teasing Annabeth, his little sister, to a boy her age. Annabeth’s going through that older-sibling-embarrassing-you-in-front-of-your-crush stage. It’s just typical sibling stuff.

Annabeth, externally: *pokerface*; Annabeth, internally: STOP EMBARRASSING ME!

Confirmed: Luke ships Percabeth. 🥰

Percy changing the subject because he’s also embarrassed.

Annabeth cuts off the connection before Percy can mention Hermes and tells him Luke and his dad aren’t on good terms.

Grover just figured out that the truck is driven by animal traffickers and insists that they free the animals is absolute peak characterization.

They’re like artists. Proceeds to release the animals in the middle of traffic.

How that convo basically went:

Percy: Idk about this, man.

Grover: Oh, they’ll be fine. I gave them the satyr’s blessing so they’ll be able to reach the wilderness safely.

Percy: Dude, I meant for these people.

Grover: Oh, uh, it’s fine. These people destroyed nature so idgaf about them. But the animals are fine, so let’s go!

Percy: So, which hotel is the Lotus Casino? It could be any building-

Annabeth: Duh! Obviously, it’s the one with the giant lotus blossom on it.

Percy: Seriously?

3 minors walking into a Casino hotel. Totally normal and not suspicious at all.

Dua Lipa’s Levitating instead of Lady Gaga’s Pokerface. I ain’t even mad.

WISE GIRL! WISE GIRL! WISE GIRL! HE CALLED HER WISE GIRL! 😍🥰

Of course, Annabeth insists Percy goes with her. Percabeth! 😍

Annabeth tells Percy about May Castellan, Luke’s Mom. It’s kinda early to know about this, but I’m not complaining. It just justifies Luke’s resentment of Hermes in the show.

Grover: *finds Augustus, a fellow Satyr* *Forgets everything*

Please tell me someone else heard some kid calling out BIANCA in the background. It's not just me, right? Please tell me it's the di Angelo siblings in the Lotus Casino. UNCLE RICK, WE NEED ANSWERS!

Percy explaining his nightmares and asks if they are real.

How that convo went:

Annabeth: Hmm, idk

Percy: How do you not know?

Annabeth: I may be smart but there are things I don’t know.

Percy: Wtf does that make me then?

Hermes/Alexander Hamilton not throwing away his shot. How does a bastard, son of a god and a Pleiad. Grow up to be a master trickster, according to Homer’s Illiad…

In Vegas you can be a new man...apparently, not.

Hermes: I’m not doing this again. You’re on your own, kids. Bye!

Annabeth: We’re friends of Luke’s.

Hermes: *surprise pikachu face* Damn it, let’s talk.

Hermes being an epitome of another crappy absent godly parent. Not surprised.

Annabeth doing what probably Luke taught her to do:

Annabeth: So I stole Hermes’ keys.

Percy: You what?

Annabeth: I turned invisible and picked his pocket.

Percy: You stole from the god of thieves?

Annabeth: Yes, I’m multi-talented. Lol

Percy: *lowkey falls in love*

The lotus fruit being pumped into the air is something new.

Percy: Grover got really old. 🤣

Percy and Annabeth chases Augustus around while Grover’s playing VR games.

Grover forgetting things because he was alone, while Percy and Annabeth remember because they have each other. PERCABETH!

Grover acting all carefree like a dentist just sedated him with nitrous oxide, while Percy and Annabeth are frantically looking for Hermes’ car will never be not funny.

TO THE DUMB KIDS. Yep, that note is for you.

Percy: So, who’s driving?

Percy and Annabeth turning to Grover because he’s the adult.

Grover: *still high* Idk man. Idk what we're even doing here.

Percy: Ok, I’ll do it. How hard can it be. If I killed the Minotaur, I can drive a cab.

Percy: How hard could this be? Proceeds to hit the car on several columns.

Percy getting angry because another car didn’t slow down and nearly hit them, then slamming the horn. Bruh, you’re inner New Yorker is showing and I’m here for it.

This scene: 😍😍😍

Me, watching this scene:

Percy and Annabeth smiling at each other then realizing the car’s scraping the wall. This shit cracked me up.

The truck nearly hitting them gave me a mini-heart attack. Good thing they’re in Hermes’ cab.

Percy half-nervous and half-excited to finally meet his Dad only to find a Nereid instead, giving him 4 teleportation pearls as a gift.

The title implying they took a Zebra to Vegas but we see no zebra? Come on! Anyway, that was a good episode. Can't wait for the Percy vs Ares showdown next week.

[mara-and-its-the-same]

(center Tangerine icon by @cherriedt that was linked on pinterest, and the rest of them are just from pinterest :/, and the pictures of the necklace and the dress aren't meant to show the reader, just the kind of outfit I was picturing, it just happened to be Dua Lipa's met gala necklace and Lady Gaga)

Requested by my love and my life (but I forgot to put this under that and I'm in too deep) @loving-and-dreaming thank you for everything you've ever sent me, asked me, or tagged me in <33<333 Warnings: None graphic violence, bruising, bleeding, language (duh), smoking and sickeningly rich people el oh el WC: 2.7k and not proof read

When your mother invited you to one of her friends’ charity galas, this is hardly how you expected the night to go. You slipped into that black velvet gown that she offered you, with the perfect neckline to show off the necklace that was a gift from both your parents for your last birthday. The one with the fat diamond right in the center. It was certainly the gem to talk about. It even made quite a few headlines. 

And it was certainly the talk of tonight, with half the conversations you had almost certainly leading to their eyes being drawn to your chest within the first 30 seconds. And for a masquerade, it was quite hard to remain anonymous when the thing was practically a shimmering name tag. Which was a fact you came to regret sooner rather than later. 

About an hour after you arrived, after finding your table with your parents and greeting your friends, another masked man asked you to dance. He was tall, with quite the head of thick brown hair, and a hell of a mustache. But there was something about him that you couldn’t quite place, as you made polite conversation on the ballroom floor. His accent, maybe. 

“May I ask where you’re from?”

“Oh well, that’s hardly the point of a masquerade now, love.” You spun away on cue and he drew you back in. “It’s about the mystery.” And with that the waltz ended with his chest against your back and your breathing heavier than it has been with any other partner that night. You tried to clear your throat quietly, with the way he was breathing down your neck. He was so overwhelming, what with his deep blue suit in such subtle contrast to the sea of black you were swimming in, and the strength of his arms that he didn’t use against you, but with you as he led you through the dance. 

You twirled out of his arms and bowed along with the rest of the ladies on the floor. You nodded in gratitude for the dance then left to go find your friends with a shake of your head. “Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ.”

“Looking a little winded there,” your closest, and most likely only true friend, Remington (or Remy to you), offered you her arm as you aimed for the restroom in hopes of a chance to catch your breath. Once inside, you reached into one of your deep pockets that were hiding beneath the voluminous fabrics of your skirt to pull out a small pack of cigarettes. You slipped one of the few remaining sticks between your lips and fumbled through your other pocket for the lighter you couldn’t reach. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?”

“You have a better one?” Remy sighed and took her zippo out of her little handbag. “Thank you, dahlin’,” you put on an accent like the man you’d danced with.

“Ooh, so you’ve met the mysterious gentleman.”

“Dance with him too.”

“Oh my.”

“Oh yes.” You looked over your makeup in the mirror and checked your hair. 

“Why does it smell like cherries?”

“They’re flavored.”

“That’s literally worse than smoking on its own.”

“I know but…cherries.” You took a final drag then stamped it out on the side of the sink and brushed the ashes down the drain. “Alright, gotta go get yelled at by my mother.” 

You both gave each other salutes before you went back out into the hall and she went into a stall. There was a strange sound coming from around the other corner of the hallway towards the ballroom. It was most likely some sleazy billionaires’ sons thinking much higher of themselves than anyone should, so it was best to move on back to your table. 

The whole time you sat there, you’d often catch eyes with the mysterious man from earlier. You didn’t see him dance with anyone else, but when you looked at him and looked like you meant to really look at him, and leaned back in your chair, he took that as a sign to ask you for another dance.  

He wordlessly offered you his hand, which you took with more grace than he’s ever seen. He led you to the floor with a hand on the small of your back and you both assumed your positions for the most intimate dance of the night, it wasn’t too fast but it was very intricate and required you to trust your partner.

The music started and he was the best partner you’ve ever had. The way he lead you was perfect, every dip was like being held as a feather, every lift felt like floating, and every step was like walking on water. “You smell like cherries…and smoke.” He said as he brought you down from the lift.

“Hmm.”

“Didn’t think to share?”

“Didn’t think you’d be interested.” You slid your hand over his left shoulder as the dance required and flicked his gold hoop with your finger.

“How’d you learn to dance like this?” He spun you out again and 

“Swiss boarding school,” you answered as if it was obvious. 

“Figures.” You didn’t see the way he looked down at your necklace over your shoulder, you felt it more. “Dance with me again, love?” He turned his head so you felt his words too.

You hummed a yes and resumed your positions. 3 dances later, he tilted his head to one of the doorways that lead to a vast balcony. You nodded in agreement and took the arm he offered. 

Once you were out there, alone, the only sounds were the busy city below you and the flick of his lighter behind you. You braced your hands on the railing behind you and watched the way the light of the small flame refracted through his eyes like a kaleidoscope. Once he brought his hand down you saw the slim cigarette and then smelt the cherries that followed. “That’s not yours.”

He put that hand down next to you on the railing and stood right in front of you, almost caging you in. “It’s much nicer to share, love.”

“You expect me to share my things when you won’t even share your name?”

“I don’t recall you tellin me yours either.”

“Didn’t think I had to.”

“Really?” His accent seemed more present now when he was all you could hear, not the music or the bustling crowd. “She’s that sure of herself, eh?”

“I can’t help it if most people, especially in a crowd like this, know who I am. Are you telling me you don’t?”

He used his other hand to flick the ashes off over the railing, now really caging you in. You took it from him when he was bringing it up to his mouth, drawing a smooth breath while he gave you a disapproving twitch of his mustache. He didn’t answer your question beyond a shrug. 

“I can’t even get a first name out of you? Nothing?”

“How’s Tangerine?”

You smirked with a scoff of a laugh, he didn’t look very happy with that. “Like the fruit?”

“Yes, like the–”

“Your mother named you after a little orange?”

“She didn’t– No, it’s an alias.”

“Ooh, a code name then?”

“Yes.”

“What for? You hiding from something?”

“In a sense.”

“I think you’d have to be. A fake name and a mask, I think you mean business.”

“And what do you fancy that business is?” He traced a finger down your collarbone to the chain of your necklace until he reached the large stone resting on your chest. Usually, such a thing, focusing only on the jewelry, would be an absolute turnoff. But for some reason, it was different when he did it.

“I’d say something–” You were cut off by a strange figure moving at the other end of the balcony. “What was…” It was his turn to smirk at that as another man emerged from the shadows. He was a little bit taller than “Tangerine,” and his coily hair was bleached almost to white besides the roots, but he had the same earring. 

“Evenin’, I’m Lemon.”

You rolled your eyes at what your night has come to, you knew better than to go anywhere with strangers with masks and no name. “Oohh, Lemon and Tangerine, clever,” you bit sarcastically and pushed Tangerine off of you a little harder than he must have been expecting with the way he stumbled back.

Lemon looked at Tangerine like he expected such a reaction. “Listen, love,–”

“I’m not your ‘love’,” you mocked his accent and Tangerine tilted his head with his eyebrows raised and his lips in a thin straight line. With a wave of your hand, you let him go on.

“You’re gonna keep the mask on, we’ll walk outta here, real calm, and it’ll all be over soon.”

“I’d really rather not.” You went to take a step back inside but Tangerine caught your arm. Again, really not how you wanted your night to go. You rolled your head to the side and looked at him like he was boring you. You wrenched your arm from his grip and Lemon tried to catch you too, but you ducked under that and landed a swing to Tangerine’s cheek, knocking his mask to the ground. This was one of those rare occasions that he looked better under the mask, but there was no time to dwell on that when he lunged towards you. You dodged that as well, but it was difficult for them to keep you away from the doors and windows so no one inside would notice, and it was difficult for you to watch both of them at once and also move in such a dress. 

It was quite a tussle, “Where did you learn to fuckin fight like this?!” Tangerine groaned as you had one arm around his neck and the other under his arm coming over yours, only restricting him as much as you needed to get him to stop. 

“Swiss boarding school.”

Lemon huffed with his hands on his knees then stepped towards you. You pushed Tangerine at him and ran to the nearest door. Just as you were stepping into the ballroom, hair a mess and cheek smudged with makeup and blood from one of Tangerine’s rings, someone stepped in front of you and blocked your path. It a second to recognize them but with a blink it was all too clear. Remy pushed you back and Tangerine had you by both wrists behind you. 

“Let’s go then,” she said definitively, making you laugh. “What?” She barked.

“Like this? As if everyone isn’t looking at me anyway, I think they might if I look like this.”

“You don’t look any worse than usual.”

“Remington, that is a ridiculous thing to say, and no, I mean people might fucking notice if I look like I’m being kidnapped.”

She nodded to the man behind you and after a sharp strike to the back of your head, you were out.

***

You woke with a twitch of your nose and a throbbing pain to your left cheek and right temple. There was a tickling on your eyelid that made you want to sneeze, and you could feel the cold of the bathroom tile through your skirts. “Stop moving.”

“Can I fucking breathe for a second? Jesus Christ.” She backed off from you and held up the makeup brushes in annoyed surrender. 

“Put the mask back on, then we’ll go.”

“Go where?”

“It might be easier if you stay quiet, love.”

You went to push yourself up but your hands were restrained behind your back so you you suffered with turning your aching neck to look at Tangerine instead, noticing his tie was missing. “Might be easier if you let me go, and you kidnap literally anyone any less recognizable.”

He cracked his knuckles and looked like he was going to step towards you but Lemon held him back and started talking about what sounded like Thomas the Tank Engine. The choo choo’s Lemon was saying were not helping their case. 

Remington grabbed your chin and looked you over. “You look fine. Put your mask on.” She threw it at you then seemed angry when you didn’t act immediately. Tangerine came behind you and lifted you up and Lemon stood in front and did your mask. In all their years, he had to have been the least professional of all their clientele. 

“Is this how you typically spend your Saturdays?”

“Kidnapping ridiculously rich women for other ridiculously rich women?” Lemon asked and you nodded. “It’s usually our day off.”

“You were a special case.” Tangerine said as he untied your wrists and redid his tie. 

“How sweet.” You shook out your wrists and Remington took you through back through the halls leading to the ballroom. 

You want to run up to one of the guards or guests or literally anyone, you want to throw elbows and break Remington’s jaw, but you don’t know what they have on them, you don’t know if they’re working with anyone else. It’s best to go along with it and keep everyone else safe, just keep your wits about you and your head high. It’s not like you were particularly visible at the moment, walking close to the wall with Tangerine on your left and Lemon on the right between you and the rest of the crowd with both your hands in the crook of their elbows. Your face must have betrayed the depth of your thoughts since Tangerine put his other hand on top of yours, funny of him to try and comfort you when he’s more than aiding in your kidnapping. “Where's the smile? They're going to think I'm holding you hostage, honey.” 

“Sorry.” You tried to find some humor in his sarcasm but the reality was tumbling at you too fast and your cheek was beginning to bruise. 

“Like I said, it’ll be over soon.” 

There was a black car waiting outside, and at least Lemon held the door open for you to get in the back seat then helped make sure none of your skirt got caught in the door. He sat with you and Tangerine drove while Remington sat in the passenger seat. It was hard to stifle a scoff when she tried to put her hand on his wrist as he shifted, only for him to immediately bring it back to the wheel. It was a busy European city, difficult to navigate its crowded streets but he managed. 

“Can you roll down the window a little bit? I need some air.” You asked sweetly, meekly so they might be more inclined to acquiesce. Besides the initial fight and your sharp tongue, Tangerine thought you’d been quite cooperative, so he lowered it a few inches.

Just enough space for you to unclasp your necklace and throw it out the window. It was at that horrific moment that the car slowed down exponentially and in the instant Remington saw what you did she let out a horrific scream. Yelling “What the fuck is wrong with you, you bitch?!?!?” at the top of her lungs like you threw her ten million dollar necklace out the window, not your own. She jumped out the car to go find it and slammed the door behind her just as the traffic was letting up.

“Did she pay you already?” You said hurriedly.

“You think we’d be dealing with her shit if she didn’t.”

“So you’ll drive?”

“To get away from that fuckin bitch? Anything.” He slammed his foot on the gas and wove between cars. 

“What about your necklace?” Lemon asked. 

“This one?” You pulled it out of your deep pocket and they both whooped and laughed at your cunning. 

“You’re something else, love.”

“Thank you.”

“So, where to?” Still going top speed on the now open road.

“Wherever you like.”

thank you for reading and I just want to remind you that if you really want to appreciate your writers, comments and reblogs especially are the way to go, that's how things circulate here and as much as I appreciate the likes, your words mean more than I could ever express

[death-himself]

ok episode 6 thoughts

decent episode, doesn't top episodes 4 or 5 for me but it was good

kronos being portrayed by his headmaster is an interesting choice

the iris message is so much blurrier than I always imagined i'm crying

144p iris message you would think it would be clearer but nope that's so funny to me

with how involved rick is with the show that means that's always what he imagined iris messaging looking like I can't iris messaging is ruined for me

we didn’t get percy talking to the zebra T-T it’s fine tho i forgot that even happened in the book until i checked after watching

their whole conversation while watching the animals escape i love them

their chemistry is perfect in this episode

THE LOTUS CASINO HAS A ROLLER COASTER WHAT

i get people wanted poker face, but the dua lipa song is perfect, it’s like a slightly more modern version

i don’t know fashion throughout the centuries so i can’t really say anything about the costume designs, but i kinda wish there were more obviously out of place outfits in the lotus

is augustus mentioned at all in the books? i don’t remember a satyr named augustus so i guess he was made just for the tv series?

luring grover in with pan is a cool change

grover slowly losing his memory was played pretty well

i keep getting impressed by how good these kids are as actors

i honestly don’t know why people hate on lin manuel miranda so much, i think he made for a pretty good hermes this episode

but also the way they’re portraying hermes feels a little bit off?? i don’t really know how but something didn’t feel right about his character

i do feel like he’s the most “human” out of the gods introduced so far, and i think that came through pretty well

“to be so close to someone you love, knowing neither of you has any choice but to keep hurting each other?” that line is just-

as someone with a really complicated relationship with my dad that line just hurt goddamn

the flashback percy had??? i feel like that line doesn’t 100% relate to percy and sally’s relationship, but i see how that’d be how percy would feel

unless i’m dumb and that was referencing his relationship with poseidon lol

ok the end of their talk with hermes i wanna talk about that a bit

parenting sometimes being watching your kid struggle and being powerless to stop it: completely true

“we’re all just doing the best we can” now that’s some godly bullshit

the difference between that first quote and gods being parents is that they’re literally capable of doing anything

they could be more present in their kids lives, they just CHOOSE not to, that’s how it works in the books

sure it’s coming from a place where he thinks interacting will only make things worse but???

i can’t articulate my thoughts, i liked this scene tho, my thoughts on hermes are mixed as they should be

ANNABETH STEALING HERMES’S KEYS

“i’m multi-talented” I LOVE HER

percy forgetting grover felt so unsettling to me

hermes driving a taxi so real

percy trying to drive, i’m not gonna lie, that scene went on a little too long for me, but i was laughing the whole time so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

ok percy getting 4 pearls instead of 3??? idk why but that change pissed me off

i paused to get out the book, and i guess it makes more sense then hades just deciding to return her

but at the same time there’s the line in the prophecy, he’s supposed to leave her in the underworld for that part of the prophecy

are they just going to end up accidentally breaking one of the pearls or trading it or something? that’s the only way i can see that still working out

i feel like these episode reviews always turn out sounding more negative than positive, but i swear i’m enjoying the hell out of this series, i just have trouble articulating joy lol

[keen-li]

FEVER

Paris!boy seungmin

Seungmin x fem reader

Wc:

Good boy during the day, rebel at night.

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Playlist: fever by dua lipa

Youngblood by 5sos

Billie bossa nova by billie eilish

Flawless by the neighbourhood

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A/n: went through hell and back to get this posted. Tumblr kept losing my original edited draft, so I'm sorry for any grammatical errors. Tried my best to re-edit it.

Hope you enjoy it.

BTW I don't know anything about stealing or Paris. So sorry if it's not accurate.

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When your dad told you that you'd be moving to Paris because of his work, you were so excited. You couldn't stop imagining all your little scenarios, it was all you could think about. All the shopping sprees you'd do, all the food you'd eat, all the pictures you'd take and all the boys you'd meet. Boys, you honestly thought you'd have a Paris love story but after living here for a year you haven't seen much of it. None of the guys you've met are what you thought they'd be or what you hoped for, they were kinda boring.

They never had that excitement you desperately wanted. Maybe it was on you, maybe you were looking too much for the unachievable.

Your parents haven't been happy with you recently, always complaining about your late night outs. You're grown enough, what's the big deal? plus you're bored. Nothing is exciting and you've been getting kinda depressed, so you take the night time as the right time to go out and breathe. Though there's only so much you can do by yourself.

The only friends you've got are the ones you left back home, even though you enjoy every moment you get to talk to them. It's not the same as being in each other's presence.

You grab the canned drink you've been eyeing and go grab a snack for it.

You're by the counter waiting in line when you spot a guy by the cigarette stand. His hair is blonde and his body is hidden by a large hoodie, he looks like he's your age. You don't know why you keep looking at him, maybe you're waiting for him to turn around so that you can see his face.

You watch as he grabs a cigarette box and after looking around casually he stuffs the box under his large hoodie. He's stealing, you chuckle. He's gonna be caught and it's gonna be a sight to see. You internally laugh as you stare at the cashier who doesn't seem to notice anything. It's quite a small store so not many employees who care to pay attention. Plus the store is kinda packed.

The guy turns around and your eyes meet, you can't seem to move your eyes, he's just caught you staring. Now that you see him he's actually good looking, very good looking. Though his face doesn't look like one of a thief.

He smirks at you and by the way he looks at you he knows you've just seen him stealing.

He walks towards you like nothing's wrong. When his body is now in front of you and his unwavering eyes stare at you, you can smell his smoky and nature like scent. He smells like some plant you used to stick your nose in when you were younger, you loved that plant. You were sad when your dad uprooted it and you never saw it again. It's funny how he smells exactly like it, very nostalgic.

"You should try it. It's fun" he says encouragingly and he chuckles and walks out. You stand still not knowing what to say. His voice is as warm as the heat that radiates off him.

You stand there waiting for someone to run after him for stealing but no one does. He actually got away with it. Was it that easy? Maybe you could try, this would be an opening for a new excitement if you actually were able to get away with it. But if you don't, you'd be getting yourself in trouble and embarrassed. But if he didn't get caught, you surely won't either.

Right?

So when it's your turn to pay for your things, while the cashier is turned away, you grab a pack of gums that you see. You swiftly but nervously stuff it into your pocket. Your heart is pounding as the cashier turns to hand you your bag, you hope they haven't noticed but by the way they're looking at you makes you feel otherwise.

"Thanks" you say smiling awkwardly as you rush out the door.

The cold night air hits you and you smile at what you just did. Did you really just get away with it? This is gonna be a new exciting venture.

Your attention is pulled to your right when you see smoke **in** the air. When you turn you see the guy from the store, he's leaned against the wall with a cigarette, which is the one he probably stole.

"Feels good doesn't it?" He asks blowing smoke out of his mouth.

"Yeah" you smile walking towards him. He lifts himself of the wall.

"Seungmin" he says and you knit your eyes in confusion.

"That's my name" you've should've gotten that, now you look stupid.

You hum "Y/n" you share.

He doesn't say anything just nods acknowledging.

"So-" be he can speak both your attention is pulled to the store door that is abruptly opened.

"HEY YOU!" The cashier calls for you and you both immediately know you've been caught. Shit you aren't that slick after all.

The cashier moves to grab your hand but instead seungmin grabs it and pulls you.

"Come on" he says and you don't argue as you both run down the path, past some people who stare in confusion, and past some poles. You turn to see if the cashier is still chasing you, they aren't. They must've gotten tired by the distance.

"Seungmin he's gone, you say pulling his hand to stop. Which he does. You both breathe heavily trying to catch your breaths.

"I just stole a gum why are they being dramatic?" you mumble to yourself.

"What did you steal?" Seungmin asks still catching his breath.

You straighten your back and reach into your pocket pulling out a gum.

"Just a gum" you say innocently but you're surprised when he bursts out laughing. "What? "

"If you were gonna get caught you should've stolen something bigger" he runs his hands through his hair as the adrenaline wears off.

"I couldn't steal something bigger" you defend

"I can tell" he says, tone cheeky.

You stand there, hands gripping your plastic bag, not knowing what to do next. Do you just walk away, run away? What actually, heck do you freaking say?

"You should probably say thank you" seungmin's sultry voice breaks you from your thoughts. It's like he read your mind and you're kinda disappointed with yourself that he had to tell you.

"Ah.. y-you're right" you stammer, as you grip the plastic more.

"Thank you for getting me out" a smile creeps into your face "otherwise I would've been at the station right now" you chuckle which he does too, making you a little more comfortable. You were the nervous kind and if seungmin wasn't there you would've stayed frozen to the ground.

You stare down at the plastic where the reason why you were in the store lies.  You grab the can and it's still cold. You hold it out to seungmin who has his eyes elsewhere.

"Here, you" say and he turns to you his eyes falling onto the can.

"What?"

"Take it as my thank you" you smile. He smiles too but **it's** more of a this-silly-girl  smile.

He pushes your hand back to you shaking his head. You shiver at his warm touch. Since you came to Paris no guy has gotten you interested, but seungmin seems interesting and you wanna know more.

"Keep it, it's yours" he says like he's the one who's giving it to you and you smile. His eyes watch your lips curl warmly.

You stand a few seconds in silence not knowing what to do next.

"So what now?" You ask

"I'm going to meet up with my friends" he fiddles his fingers in his pockets. "Wanna join? That's if you're free" he asks unsure.

Luckily you are free, well not really, your parents want you home before late, but you don't care right now.

"Yeah I am" you say, your own fingers playing with the end of your Jersey.

"I'm sure they'd be glad to meet you"

-

Well they weren't super against it but they watched you closely, especially the minho guy.

Hyunjin seemed unfazed not caring that you're the only girl.

"She's a high-school friend" seungmin says, knowing damn well you never knew each other until tonight. You stand a little awkward and nervous not knowing what to say or do.

"It's cool, it's not a big deal" hyunjin says his focus somewhere else. You try to find what has his attention but you can't.

"High school friend my ass, but you're welcome here y/n" his other friend han says patting your shoulder warmly, which makes a smile grow on your face.

"I still don't trust you but you're welcome here" Minho says a little distant and cold. Though he does look like he's genuinely trying to be welcoming.

"Don't worry about him, he doesn't bite" seungmin whispers the last part into your ear.

"Are those snacks?" you turn to han who eyes your bag. You nod and pull out the packet.

"Here you can have them" han smiles warmly.

"Sweet, I'm gonna like you" he walks away eating your snacks.

"Does that mean he doesn't like me right now?" You ask seungmin. He shrugs grinning, hands still in his pocket.

You watch han share the snack with minho, struggling a bit though. Hyunjin has his eyes down the road still distracted.

"Guys we should go before it closes" the distracted man finally speaks breaking his focus and walking down the road. The other two follow hyunjin behind. 

"Come on y/n" seungmin says walking ahead of you and you follow like a lost baby duck. You don't even know what you're going into. What do a couple of guys do late night in Paris?

"Where we going?" You ask curious.

"That art store over there" he points and you follow his finger immediately catching sight of said store.

That's one question answered.

"What are we going to do there?" He chuckles at your knitted eyebrows.

"You'll see" he takes your hand and pulls you past the store to stand near a pole as you watch the other three walk into the store. You stand near a pole with your hand in seungmin's and he doesn't seem to want to let go.

His touch is so warm against yours, you don't know what you feel with the way he's holding your hand.

Comfort. That's what it is. And it honestly warms your heart in this cold night. You don't even know why he's holding your hand, but is there supposed to be a reason. Its nice to have somebody to hold your hand. Its nice to have a hand to hold in this cold.

You look at your connected hands then you look at seungmin who's looking behind you, probably at the store door. You continue to admire his feature, heavenly blessed featuresm you think.

Seungmin can feel your gaze burn into his skin and so he turns to look at you.

"What?" He asks voice low and smooth, you're close enough to smell the cigarette from his breath, but it doesn't bother you, you just enjoy your proximity.

"Nothing" you turn away feeling your cheeks heat up under his stare.  He also takes this time to admire your face, your pretty features. It's been a while since he's met a girl like you in Paris,  that's if he has met any.

He doesn't know what but he feels something when you look at him, he noticed it when you stared at him in the store. You stared at him like you were worried he might get caught,  worried for him. He could literally see you beg him to just leave it but again they also told him to take it and see what happens. He never even planned on saying anything to you, didn't want to linger any longer in the store. But he went against his own judgement and spoke to you.

He told you to steal for the fun of it, to scare you even but he didn't expect you to do it. He was kind of impressed that you did it but also disappointed that you did what a stranger said, were you so naive. He doubts you are, you wouldn't have done it if you really didn't want to. He guesses you really did just want to do it. And after your attempt at thieft he knew he had to keep you by him, all night or forever. Maybe he can teach you how to get better at not getting caught.

"Tell me what's on your mind" he asks eyes still on yours. His stare makes you nervous but you're still able to hold eye contact.

"I'm just wondering why we're here?"

"Is there somewhere you wanna be? " he raises a brow at you.

You shake your head "No I just.." you shy away from saying.  Seungmin doesn't pry on your unfinished sentence.

"Hyujin had his eye on a certain art book" he turns back to the door.

"Oh, so he's just buying a book" you say naively.

Seungmin laughs. It's like you haven't caught on. You feel him grip your hand as you hear the store door open. It's minho.

"No" seungmin answers you.

Suddenly he turns to face you and with a suspicious grin he speaks sharply.

"Don't let go of my hand" you're confused and want to ask but can't when minho taps seungmin's shoulder sharply.

"Lets go" minho syas hurriedly and starts running and so do you and seungmin.  You want to ask but don't bother. What you've learnt today is ask no questions, run.

As you're running you turn and see hyunjin and han run behind you. No one's chasing you guys though. You run and watch seungmin's hair blow as the wind passes by, he has a smirk on his face and you can't help but smile as well, enjoying the thrill of running for no reason and having someone holding your hand not letting go of you.

Once you've all gotten far enough you stop and catch your breaths.

"Are you okay y/n" seungmin asks more concerned for you than for catching his breath. You give him a thumps up hands on your thighs,  trying to sustain a stable rhythm of breath.

"Why are we running, no one's chasing us" you straighten your posture.

"For a head start.." han starts.

"...just incase they start to chase us" minho finishes.

You stay silent thinking.

"Fuck that was amazing" hyunjin exclaims excitedly running his hand through his hair. You hear seungmin laugh.

"Finally got that book you wanted huh?"

"Yep" hyunjin exclaims "the best book for art enthusiasts" he smirks admiring the book.

"They probably won't notice until..." han scrunches his face " I don't know actually" he has confused look on his face.

"It doesn't even matter" minho adds zipping up his Jersey.

You pause analysing their conversation.

"Wait you guys are thieves?" You whisper-shout finally getting it.

"So are you babe" seungmin says. You guys start walking you're not sure where to but your legs move.

"No like serious thieves" you clarify " not like casual cigarette thieves" you say that part looking at seungmin's who's now pulling out a cigarette and handing one to everyone.

"What did you think babe" he tries hand you one but you shake your head.

"I'll share yours" you say and seungmin nods not minding.  You do smoke, you just didn't want to have a full one today.

"It's like a part time thing though" han clarifies lighting his cigarette.

You walk dumbfounded,  well you suspected it but damn, you're surprised.

"What? are scared?" Seungmin asks and you shudder when he places his weighted hand around your shoulder.

"No I'm not" how can you be, "this is exciting" you never knew it but you guess this is the excitement you've been waiting for. Late nights runs with Paris boys.

-

"What else do you guys do?" You ask stuffing your face with the sandwiches minho bought. You're now getting comfortable around them

They all stare at you confused.

"Like you steal? Okay. But do you like, gamble, drugs..." you pause "murder?"

They all laugh and look at you like you're crazy.

"Hold your horses princess" hyunjin says "we only steal, that's it" He adds diving into his food.

"We only steal what we need" han states.

"And some other things for fun" minho adds seemingly reminiscing on a memory,  which han catches onto and laughs.

Your face falls in understanding.

"What?" Seungmin asks and you turn to him. "Are you into that kinda stuff sweetheart?" He leans into you and your heart beat quickens.

"N-no" you stammer. He leans back and chuckles.

"I would've been surprised cause you can barely steal without getting caught" he mocks you and you smack his shoulder.

"Jerk"

"So y/n what are you into" hyunjin asks. You stare confused.

"Like hyunjin's into art and stuff and seungmin's into cigarettes and the thrill..." you tune out the rest of han's explanation finally getting it.

"Oh yeah, I'm into clothes. Like fashion" you say.

"That's good cause there's like a stop around the corner" minho adds and your eyebrows knit.

"Why does that matter?"

"Cause we're gonna get you some clothes baby" seungmin smirks.

-

You'd never have thought you'd be wandering around Paris and stealing clothes. Obviously you didn't go to any high-end stores, you'd be caught in a flash. Instead the boys took you to some store. You know the store, you even know the owner. You usually come here to thrift and buy fabric.

"Y/n how have you been" she greets and you greet back warmly as though you're not here to steal from her.

"Some new fabrics have come in I think you'd like them" she tells you as the boys look around. "Want me to show you?" She asks sweetly but you decline.

"Maybe next time", you give her the best not awkward smile you can.

"Y/n come check out what you want", Seungmin calls out, and you follow.  The owner stares suspiciously at the boys.

You go through a series of clothes and the boys take notes of the ones you like and want.

"I like this one" you exclaim running your hands over the body-fitting dress you're trying on.

"Yeah it brings out your curves" Seungmin says eyeing your figure and you blush. Somehow his compliment doesn't sound creepy, if it was any other man you'd be cussing him out.

"Take it off and give it to minho" he says kinda bossy and you smirk, he's cute when he's giving out commands. You do as he says and give the dress to minho.

"So you're gonna pay for that one and they're gonna pack up the rest" he says to minho and then turns to you.

"And you baby are gonna take her to check out those fabrics" he caresses your cheek and you shudder.

"But I told her no" 

"And now you're gonna go back there and tell her yes, okay?" With the way he's looking at you, you can't help but obey.

And you do. The owner escorts you to the back to check the materials as the boys leave the store with your other clothes. It's a night shift, so she's alone with no other employees.

"Your parents called" the lady speaks and you turn to her "they asked if you were here"

"And what did you say?"

"I told them no" you groan "I can't keep lying for you y/n"

You know she can't, she can only lie so far. You sigh. 

"You need to go home y/n" she sounds like the angel on your shoulder right now. You need to go home but you won't. You can't leave this new-found excitement. 

You can't leave Seungmin.

"I will" you lie.

You walk out of the store and look around for the boys. They're walking down the road, so you ran after them.

"Hey, you left me." 

"We didn't, head start, remember" hyunjjn says, holding your bag. You hum.

"So where are we going now?"

"To drink" Seungmin says.

...

You laugh and giggle over stories as you scrunch your face at the burning trail the liquid leaves on your throat. 

"Have you never drank alcohol?" Seungmin says analysing the scrunched-up look on your face.

"I have" you straighten your face "this one's just kinda strong"

Seungmin takes a sip of your cup, clearing the liquid like it's nothing. You scoff. 

"You're such a show off" You joke and Seungmin tightens his hold around your waist.

"Im glad you noticed" he whispers against your ear, causing your body to shiver.

"We should head out now" hyunjin says standing up. "Are you coming Seungmin?" He nods to you and Seungmin. 

"Ahh. I think I'll join you guys later" he turns to face you "there's somewhere i wanna take y/n" you give him a confused.

...

"Where are you taking me?" You ask Seungmin as he drags you through the night.

"You'll see"

After walking and wandering around, Seungmin stops in front of a fountain. The water shoots out artistically as the lights allow the water to glow; the blue makes it look like a fairytale. You've seen this fountain before; you know it. But it looks and feels different under the circumstances you're in. Under the thrill and excitement Seungmin's brought you,

You're so caught up in the moment that you don't notice Seungmin take off his hoodie and jump into the fountain, which is illegal.

"It's so cold!" He exclaims, and you catch sight of a wet seungmin.

"Seungmin, what the hell are you doing?" You say, placing your hands on the edge of it.

"Taking a swim," he says, laughing and laying back. The fountain's deep enough for the water to reach his waist.

You laugh as Seungmin moves around, enjoying the water. He has this big and welcoming smile on his face that rubs itself onto you.

"You can get in trouble, you know?" You whisper-shout over his splashes.

"I know, and that's why you should join me." As he says the last part, he swishes his hand in the water and throws it in your direction.

"Ah," you scream, wiping water off your face.

"Come join me."

"Nope"

"I'm going to drag you in then," he says, moving to you and pulling you in. You don't even have time to react when your body is pulled into water.

Seungmin holds you so that you don't drown, even though it's not possible.

"Seungmin, we're going to get in trouble," you tell him, concerned.

"All that we've done tonight, and this is when you're worried about getting in trouble," he whispers as his eyes momentarily move to your lips. He's right, though.

"We won't be here long," he reassures you, his eyes falling on your lips again.

You look around a bit, not seeing anyone around. When you turn, you find Seungmin eyeing you, and you begin to blush.

"What?" You ask him shyly as he moves closer to you. His nose brushes against yours, and your hands move by themselves to his soaked chest. His thumb brushes your cheek as he smirks.

"I just think you look even cuter under the fountain lights." He doesn't let you react as his lips meet yours. His mouth is warm on you as his tongue brushes against yours. Your grip on his chest tightens, and his own grip tightens on your hips. He pulls you impossibly closer; his hand moves to your cheek, deepening the kiss and not allowing you to move.

"I'm so glad I met you tonight," he says in between breaths, causing you to smile against his lips.

You would've never guessed that tonight you'd be kissing some guys you met in the fountain that you've thought about swimming in before.

Before he can move his hands any further down your body, a bright light flashing in both your faces stops you.

"HEY!!" The security guard screams and starts running towards you.

"Shit"

"Come on." You both leave the water, and when your bodies detach, the cold of the night engulfs the both of you, the only warmth being from Seungmin's hand that's holding you as you run.

The water drips from your clothes, leaving a trail behind. Your clothes slightly pull you down, but the adrenaline helps you defy gravity and run fast.

Seungmin pulls you into a dark tunnel, and by this time, the guard, due to his physical limitations, couldn't catch up to you.

You lean against the wall as Seungmin stands in front of you, laughing.

"That was wild," you laugh.

"You should get used to it," he starts. "That's if you're going to be riding with us." He stares at you, waiting for an answer.

"Are you?"

It feels like a hard question, but you already know your answer.

"Yeah, I am," you say confidently. Seungmin smiles at your confidence.

"Then we should get going," he says, starting to walk.

"Going where?" You follow behind him.

"The boys and I were planning on going out of town," and, like on cue, a black open-roofed car stops in front of the both of you.

"And since you're a part of us, you're coming," he says, opening the car door, and you get in.

"Why are you guys all wet?" Hyunjin asks from the driver's seat.

Seungmin smirks at you: "Had some fun at the fountain.“

You chuckle, reminiscing on the recent memory.

You're not hundred percent sure what you've gotten yourself into, but you're here for it.

You're here for whatever Seungmin has for you.

 -----

Where are all my seungmin babes.🤭

 

 

 

 

[incorrect-jojolands-quotes]

Current JOJOLands character playlists

These playlists are based on my headcanons on what I think each character listens to and their music taste.

Songs are chose to be made before March 2023 to fit the storyline assumption that The JOJOLands takes place in mid February 2023 and the characters only know of news and events up to that point.

Jodio's Shit🅱️ost 🅱️ongs

Jodio definitely listens to rap music but, like many younger Gen Z kids, there's a bit of variety due to memes and trends. There's a few sad songs sprinkled in there for those nights where he's in his feels. But, expect some silliness nonetheless. Artists include: Tyler the Creator, Kendrick Lamar, Joji

🌸 Dragona's Driving Beats!!!

Going off how Dragona loves Dua Lipa, they seem like the type to be into whatever Gen Z girls are into at the moment. Mostly Top 40 pop hits, I wanted to give the vibe of a fun road trip or a lively day at the mall. It also gives a very summery vibe for sure! Artists include: Dua Lipa, Beyonce, Harry Styles

Paco's Sigma Gym Hits 💪

Phonk and Hardstyle are two genres that have been trending in gym culture, particularly in the "we go jim, you mirin brah" subculture of it. Many in this subculture are also anime enjoyers, so there is a nod to it via eurobeats and other references. Artists include: Kordhell, Hardstyle Gymbro, Initial D Soundtrack

Usagi's 🐰Random Play Dance🐰

Something about Usagi strikes me as a K-pop stan. Due to the oftentimes high intensity choreography, it's a huge trend to learn and perform dances on the fly, so this playlist doubles as Usagi's lists of dances to learn. It's a range of new and classic tunes. Artists include: NewJeans, BTS, ATEEZ

Charming's Ballad 🎀 Time

Going off how Charming loves Sia, Sza, and HER, he loves the pop soul and R&B genres. The artists chosen not only follow these genres but I like to think Charming likes to be in his feels by singing his heart out with any of these songs chosen. Artists include: Sam Smith, Bruno Mars, Billie Eilish

Bobby Jean's Bops

Honestly, most of the music are things my parents love to listen to when they're my age, and Bobby Jean seems to be their age right now. I went with new wave particularly because that is their favorite genre, but sprinked a few classic 80s while I'm at it. Artists include: Tears for Fears, Modern Talking, Madonna

💕💀Lulu's Vibe💀💕

The overall vibe of this playlist is "who's parents let their kids listen to this type of music?" but all the songs have been known on TikTok for audio edits and other trends. This also pairs well with the hyperpop mixed into the list as well. Artists include: Ayesha Erotica, Ice Spice, Lil Mariko

I'm finishing up Meryl Mei and Acca Howler's playlists so stay tuned. Let me know what you think so far.

[hogwartsthenextgeneration]

Lucy Xiāng Weasley

Lucy Xiāng Weasley

Nickname: Lu

Sexuality: Pansexual

Ethnicity: 1/4 English, 1/4 Irish, 1/2 Chinese

DOB: 14/09/2004

Parents: Percy & Audrey Zhào

Siblings: Molly

Godparents: Charlie & Adam Zhào

Started Hogwarts: 2016

House: Ravenclaw

Wand: Unicorn Hair, Fir, 10 1/2”

Patronus: Buffalo

Boggart: Another wizarding war

Ex curricular: Ravenclaw beater, Vice captain in her 7th year

Best subject: Charms

Worst Subject: History of Magic

Hair: Black and very long

Eye colour: brown

Build: 5ft 3”, average

Favourite music genre: Pop, Indie, R&B

Favourite artists: Dua Lipa, Drake, The 1975, First Aid Kit

Favourite song: Out of My Head - First Aid Kit

Health: PCOS, Dissociative Disorder

Career: Head Obliviator

Future: Lucy marries M.o.M Legislator Llewellyn Scrimgeour age 30 (2034). They meet in the M.o.M when Llewellyn wouldn’t pass a legislation allowing Obliviators to move more freely in the muggle world (a real enemies to lovers story). They would never admit it until years later but they both secretly loved being at loggerhead because it meant they got to see each other every day. They never wanted kids and reside in Limerick, Ireland.

[ironwoman18]

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.

[wrappedinamysteryy]

﷽| 𝐀𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐚𝐦 𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐮𝐦 𝐖𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐡𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐡𝐢 𝐖𝐚 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞.🕊

I am pleased to announce the release of my new book, "Calming Echoes."

After months of struggling with writer's block and enduring a multitude of life's challenges, I have finally released my book in Kindle format, Paperback, and Hard cover, thanks to the mercy of Allah the Most Merciful. Alhamdulillah! I never imagined I would be able to accomplish this, but Allah's will made it happen.

𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤: This book is a collection of poems and proses that explore the beauty of Allah's names. Each poem is unique, written for a specific name of Allah. Some poems focus on the literal meaning of the names, while others explore the more abstract qualities of Allah along with relating with real life situation.

"Calming Echoes" is a book that will resonate with anyone who is seeking peace and tranquility in their lives. It is a book that will remind you of the power of Allah's names and the love and mercy that He has for you.

This book would offer readers a unique perspective on the nature and characteristics of Allah and inspire them to connect with it.

𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐭𝐞𝐝: I would like to express my heartfelt thanks and appreciation to my parents, my brother, my dearest friends, and my followers. I am also forever indebted to Allah for giving me the opportunity to spread my words to the world in the form of comfort. Indeed, all praise and appreciation belong to Allah alone for everything.

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐀𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲: My book is now available on Amazon (US/ UK/ DE/ FR/ ES/ IT/ NL/ PL /SE /JP/ BR/ CA/ MX/ AU and IN.) Here is a link to Amazon US (https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0C9SDNJRY/ref=tmm_pap_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=&sr=)

Available on Notion Press, Barnes & Noble and more.

Can be printed in Bahrain on demand.

𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲, please keep me and my family in your sincerest duas. If you have any questions about publishing or writing a book, please do not hesitate to contact me. I will try to help and reply as soon as I can.

[perfctvelvet]

Something Over Nothing

Zendaya/Reader

Content: ex-lovers, angst, implied cheating, smut, oral, thigh humping. 18+ only!!!

Author's note: Planning to post the Dua fic later this week! Also working on a series idea for patreon, but I'm not 100% sure about it. Anyway, enjoy!

“I don’t want to make this any more confusing than it already is.”

“How is it confusing? I think everyone would understand that we’re giving this another shot. And, if someone asks, we can just say we were taking a break.”

Y/n sighs in frustration. Zendaya has a gleam in her eyes, showing off her ardent optimism. She is 100% all in this, but Y/n isn’t sure what ‘this’ is. Yes, Zendaya was becoming present in her life again after months of not being together, but Y/n struggles to see where that equals their relationship rekindling; if anything she thought they were closer on the path to just being friends. There has never been any discussion of what they have — that is something Y/n is trying to avoid.

“That’s not a good idea,” is all she says, much to Zendaya’s frustration.

It’s going to take a while for her to budge, especially with the way things ended between them. It took her some time to simply even talk to her ex-girlfriend. Zendaya is at their once-shared apartment almost everyday now. Sometimes she cooks breakfast or dinner. She sometimes even sleeps in the same bed as Y/n when they’re both too tired after fucking each other. The lines were blurring and it’s because Y/n is allowing it which leads Zendaya to believe they’re in a better place.

Zendaya had made her favorite meal last night. The warmth between the two of them last night left her feeling hopeful about amending things. They felt like a couple in love again. She was even further emboldened to think that when Y/n invited her into her bedroom that night. There wasn’t that familiar lustful look in her eyes, instead she was inviting her in because she simply just wanted to be with her. It made Zendaya feel missed and loved. If she knew that it wasn’t a sign of them headed in a favorable direction then maybe she would’ve declined and just fell asleep on the couch.

“You never wanna talk about this! Everyone thinks something is up. My parents are asking about us — my friends too. And every time they ask I have no clue what to say to them.”

Zendaya gets real solemn and quiet, running her hand over her tired face as she sighs. Y/n has never, ever made this easy. She hates to call Y/n difficult, but it frustrates Zendaya how she’s constantly ignoring the obvious.

“Does everything we do mean nothing?” She continues.

Y/n scoffs as she begins to feel a little cornered. This is a topic Zendaya can go on and on about for hours, but Y/n struggles to entertain it.

She’s not using Zendaya like she may be implying. It’s just hard when she feels the pressure (and it’s not just coming from Zendaya) of trying to get back together. Things were very tumultuous at one point, and just because they’re both doing better now doesn’t mean she’s ready to just jump back in. Y/n can admit that she enjoys her company and still has deep feelings for her, but it’s hard when deep hurt also exists inside of her.

“It’s not just about sex. Not to sound like I have a big head, but there are plenty of people I can just sleep with.”

“Well you’re giving me whiplash! You know how I feel about you, and sex complicates things.”

The way Y/n clings onto her and cries her name while she’s fucking her allutes to there being emotions attached to sex together. Y/n is gorgeous so she could easily find someone else to see or fuck, but she’s deliberately choosing to spend time with Zendaya and sleeps with her. That has to mean something.

It means something, but Y/n isn’t ready to jump into the deep end of the pool. She’s much more comfortable letting Zendaya slowly slip back into her life. She was becoming a part of her daily routine again; making breakfast in the morning, sometimes stopping by her job for lunch, and helping her unwind in the evening. The way she lifts the small burdens off her shoulders is much more appreciated than the grand declarations of love.

“I want to give us another shot,” Zendaya admits something everyone, including Y/n, in the entire world already knows. “You still mean so much to me.”

Y/n sighs in frustration. She wonders how Zendaya must feel about having to beg for this. She feels bad because she knows it must hurt to be shut out like this. However, she’s putting herself first — and she is telling herself to take it slow.

“I just don’t want to rush into things, and I won’t. That’s where I stand and I’m not moving on it.”

Although her words would sound like rejection to others, to Zendaya it sounded like a second chance is still being considered. That means something to her.

“Okay,” she says slowly as if accepting. “Okay,” she says again.

So, where do they go from here? Continue to act like they’re together again like they have been doing for the last month or so? Or will Y/n eventually go back to icing her out?

“Well, Y/n,” she hesitates for a split second. Her mouth gets dry, knowing her next words could ruin everything. “I won’t stick around forever…I can’t.”

Zendaya has never used herself as leverage with Y/n, it was usually the other way around. Y/n was stunned by the shift of tone in her voice, nearly putting everything into perspective. Even if she means what she says (she doesn’t though), Y/n realizes that the thought of not having Zendaya around makes her heart race. She’s been linked with other women before, but she never took is seriously because she always came around despite them no longer being together. Y/n honestly doesn’t believe Zendaya will stop coming around, but the threat scares her. Zendaya could very well give up on trying to rekindle a relationship with her and it would be absolutely devastating for both of them. Having Zendaya follow her around like a little puppy was fun — she can’t lie — however, she truly loves her presence being around. She’s too stubborn to admit it, but Y/n loves her being around. Zendaya has changed since they're relationship ended and while some of her new habits are new to her, she doesn’t mind them.

“You don’t mean that,” Y/n says weakly. She hopes to the high heavens that she really doesn’t mean that.

“Maybe I do.”

Zendaya’s voice is also weak. They’re both two liars who want each other very badly.

Zendaya can understand Y/n’s hesitation to want to jump back into a relationship with her. She has been a bit eager which she can admit. It’s hard for her to discern what is real and fake; she’s not good at simply just hooking up.

“But you’re the one who wants to keep trying, you said it yourself.”

“I did, but something has to give, Y/n. This isn’t fair to either of us. I don’t want to lay down with you knowing it’s not going anywhere. You make me feel good and not just physically. I just want you to see that this still means something to me.”

Y/n didn’t intend for the conversation to go this far. Zendaya is always willing to spill her feelings though and she figures this has been bubbling under the surface for a while. All she can offer her ex is a “sorry,” but she isn’t exactly sure what she is sorry for. Zendaya accepts it anyway and gets up to go get started on dinner. Y/n really doesn’t want to be alone right now, but she is unsure how to approach it.

She follows her into the kitchen about fit minutes later. She rests against the corner just watching Zendaya where she looks distracted. The guilt is starting to sink in. All of the homemade meals she’s been eating lately were made by her ex. Zendaya always said she knew how busy Y/n was and always made sure she had something to eat after work.

“Z,” Y/n’s voice almost cracks as she speaks. Her skin grows hot in embarrassment of both her weakness and why she’s standing in the kitchen’s entrance. Zendaya turns around and looks at her with an unreadable look on her face until it becomes one of shock when Y/n says sorry again. “I don’t want to fight with you. I wanted to have a normal day with you.”

A normal day with each other.

A “normal day” for them is Y/n coming home and then spending the first 30 minutes pretending there isn’t any sexual tension between them before they cave. She just wanted today to be the same. Zendaya feels a little guilty for throwing their day off by pressing her with uncomfortable questions. So she’ll be the one to make sure the day ends like a “normal day.”

Y/n understands what’s happening when Zendaya turns the stove top off and approaches her. Their argument seems so trivial when she raps her arms around Y/n’s waist and presses their lips together. She always had a way to make Y/n melt, which always pissed Y/n off. Zendaya’s soft eyes, warm embrace, and loving touch always pissed her off. She wanted to be strong enough to withstand the affection, but it was nearly impossible.

“Y/n,” she moans her name as if she’s touched her yet. Y/n is aware of the effect she has on Zendaya, she has used it to her advantage many times before.

Y/n feels herself being lifted up and she makes things quick by hopping onto the kitchen counter. The kissing intensifies as Zendaya leans into her. Her back meets the wall causing her to groan into her mouth. The vibration drives Zendaya crazy. The existing frustration is taken out in this bruising kiss.

“You taste so sweet,” Zendaya moans before kissing Y/n again. No candy she’s had as a kid could compare to this. Zendaya can’t think of the last time she has wanted someone so bad.

The day has been so long and Y/n is just so tired of fighting. She gives into her desires, what her body craves, and her ex-girlfriend’s touch.

Her legs get thrown over Zendaya’s shoulders, and her face between her thighs heats her up. She can feel her breathing against her covered sex. Zendaya feels privileged that she’s allowed this. She kisses Y/n’s bare thigh once and then again for good luck. Her hands grip the underside of her pretty thighs.

“I’m so lucky,” she whispers, voice muffled by Y/n’s thighs, but Y/n moans regardless.

Y/n bucks her hips which causes Zendaya’s nose to press into her clit. She likes when Y/n is this eager for her because she’s always willing to oblige. Soon her panties are on the floor and her wet tongue is pressed flat against Y/n’s clit. She cries out as Zendaya spoils her sensitive nub. She thinks the kitchen might break if she grips it any harder.

Her clit rolls against her tongue before she takes it into her mouth.

“Oh my god!” Y/n’s voice cracks as she whines.

The pleasure Zendaya brings her is something she’ll never get over. She almost thrashes around from the overloading of her senses. The sound of her ex-girlfriend’s lips smacking against her pussy makes her want to cry. She’s so good at paying attention to detail, licking her in the way Y/n loves until she hears that strangled “baby, baby, baby…”

Y/n is embarrassingly close to cumming on Zendaya’s tongue. She’s sure she could go for longer like the energizer bunny, but Y/n already feels ready to tap out. Despite the death grip on her, her thighs tremble beyond control.

Zendaya’s grip slips from her thighs so two of her fingers can push into her. Her pussy engulfs her in wet warmth, making Zendaya moan. She looks up at Y/n, a gleam in her eyes, and tells Y/n not to cum just yet. Y/n throws her head back and lets out a frustrated groan. Zendaya’s fingers are hitting just the right spot; how could she not cum when it feels this good?

“You were desperate for it,” Zendaya teases. She likes seeing Y/n squirm, especially after she tried to put a wall between them. “Throw a fit when this is all you wanted.”

Her walls keep sucking Zendaya’s fingers in, making it a challenge to pump them in and out of her. Y/n’s needy body is so fun to watch as she withers away under her ex’s power.

“It’s okay baby, you can cum for me now.”

Zendaya’s ability to read her body irks Y/n to no end, but all she cares about is having her permission to cum. She gets over being embarrassed about it feeling “too soon” to cum and lets go. Zendaya kisses her thigh as Y/n creams on her fingers. Arousal seeps out through any tight space it can manage to. It feels so obscene to watch it happen up close. Zendaya leans in and licks the exposed parts of her fingers, and Y/n’s clit in the process. Y/n shivers from the feeling.

“Good girl,” Zendaya coos. Her gingers slide out and she admires how messy Y/n is, “you look so pretty like this. This pussy cums so much for me.”

Y/n was embarrassed, but it’s true. Just because they haven’t been together in a while doesn’t mean Zendaya forgot how to play her body. She remembers every single thing that sets her off. Her thighs tremble and she tries to shut them, but fails because of Zendaya’s body placed between her legs.

“Z,” she whines. She’s out of breath, but she knows Zendaya wants more out of her.

“I know baby,” she kisses her inner thigh again. “I know it’s too much, but you can take it. I love you so much, you’re such a good girl.”

Zendaya stands up, ready to press herself against Y/n, but not before unbuttoning her shirt. Underneath is a familiar white tank top. It looks like any regular tank top, but Y/n notices the shad near the shoulder which is evidence of a time when she got too carried away. She can never help herself when Zendaya is feverishly going down on her, or filling her up to the point she feels like she’s being split in half. When it just feels too good, all Y/n can do is whine for her.

“Too much,” she cries, yet she’s opening her legs again.

Zendaya’s embrace is soothing but her body is so close to Y/n’s that it has her riled up. Her comment about it being ‘too much’ begins to sound like a lie when she starts gyrating her hips. Her pussy was looking for pleasure again, so Zendaya gave it to her. She pulls Y/n close to the edge and places her leg between her thigh. Y/n instantly begins to grind against her; humping wildly. She reaches her hand down between them and begins to rub her through her pants. Her movements are sloppy and uncoordinated, but she wants to make Zendaya feel good too.

The two engage in a sloppy dance of admiration. Y/n can’t help but feel a little guilty about letting this happen. She’s strong until the very last minute where she destroys her own boundaries just for a taste of pleasure.

She would’ve suffocated in it if it wasn't for the obnoxious ringer interrupting the two of them. She whines embarrassingly loud when Zendaya pulls her leg away and she Y/n no longer feels any pressure on her clit.

“Shit.”

Zendaya is just as annoyed as Y/n when she realizes that the ringing is coming from her back pocket. She doesn’t want to answer, but with a sigh she reaches into her back pocket to see who is interrupting them. She hoped it was just someone a part of her team or a family member she wouldn’t mind sending to voicemail. However, the name on the screen made her heart race, and she knew she couldn’t miss it.

“Hey, what’s up?”

Her tone changes completely causing Y/n to become curious. She has heard Zendaya talk on the phone with family, friends, and manager so many times before that she knows what the distinction is. The way she answered the phone is reminiscent of a time where their relationship was something new.

Y/n can hear the voice on the other side of the phone, but she can’t quite make out what they’re saying. Zendaya’s face is hard to read which just agitates her even more. The feeling in the pit of her stomach makes her feel dizzy and nauseous.

“No, no, I didn’t forget I just got caught up with something.”

Something.

Zendaya had to turn away from Y/n as she spoke on the phone. She was desperate to end the call, knowing that she was in the wrong, but she was stuck. She won’t be able to face Y/n once she ends the call.

“Okay…okay…sounds good…I’ll see you soon.”

Neither of them look at each other. Y/n hops off the counter and pulls down her skirt. She feels like someone’s mistress, but it isn’t fair. She was here first, and she always will be here.

“Y/n-“

“It’s okay. You can go.”

Y/n doesn’t turn around to face her which makes Zendaya feel even worse. It’s truly both of their faults for getting themselves into this mess and playing this game, but Zendaya can’t help but feel like she bears most of the burden. She shouldn’t be seeing anyone else while trying to figure things out with Y/n.

Nothing else is said between the two as Zendaya gathers her things and Y/n lets her out the front. She’ll be back tomorrow, Y/n is sure of it, but she hopes that they can both get their shit together by then.

[austinslounge]

Girl, Austin really said I ain't even trying to make it look convincing anymore. Kaia relies heavily on the paparazzi pictures and red carpet events to sell their love story. As of late, Austin hasn't been playing along.

Even in private, candid photos still show they have no connection. I'm hoping things come to an end soon. It's just getting more pathetic as time goes on.

I mean I fully believe they didn't speak at dinner. They've both been using their phones as a distraction for awhile now. Austin has never been seen on his phone really ever, until recently. Every time he's spotted out with Kaia, he's on his phone. She always looks mad. Just do yourselves a favor and pull the plug. I doubt her parents really care enough anymore to sabotage Austin at this point.

Girl right?? 😅 It's looking to the point now where I'm like, "just do yourselves both a favor and breakup so that you two can be happier with other people".

It's looking pretty pathetic atm.

Take a seat because I have lots to say.

I definitely think Kaia tries to sell their relationship as more than it actually is. To me, Austin looks like a man who is checked out and has been checked out of this relationship for a while now. He seems to just be going through the motions now. Their relationship is not giving: "I'm in a relationship with the love of my life and my best friend, and I'm the happiest I've ever been in my life" at all imo.

Say what you will about Dua & Callum, and Taylor and Travis, but those couples (whether real or not) actually look genuinely happy, excited, and passionate about each other.

Austin and Kaia meanwhile look like:

I must say, their Kaustin relationship looks to be one of the most boring and lifeless relationships that I've seen between two young, attractive people in Hollywood in a very long time. 🥴

It's to the point where I almost feel sorry for him and her. As a woman, I would want to feel passion, friendship, and be genuinely happy and excited with the person I'm with. Look at how happy Dua looks with Callum. That's how I want to feel. When I look at her, she looks like she's having the time of her life. Kaia, on the other hand, doesn't even seem all that happy with Austin unless she's on the red carpet w/him celebrating one of his successes. Other than that, this couple looks DOA.

Kaia is young (22). She could be dating someone she is truly excited about.

I feel even worse for Austin. 😔 I saw the way that he was when he was with Vanessa. I'm sure they weren't a perfect couple, and I'm sure they had their issues like most couples do, but the fact is, they actually looked genuinely happy and in love with each other. He seemed so happy with her! Austin even looked happier having a fling with Lily Rose Depp than he does with Kaia. That says a lot!

That L&S article that stated that they have "nothing in common" is seeming more and more true.

And girl yes, I do believe that they were at that restaurant and barely said anything to each other. There are so many pictures we've seen of them together and they look like they don't even interact.

This relationship (imo) looks to be dying a very slow and painful death. They're trying to hang on by a thread, but to me, they don't even seem like they are as happy as they could be? To me, they would more than likely both be happier with other people. The body does not lie. That's all I'll say.

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Islamic short stories 10

"SHE CALLED OFF OUR MARRIAGE," Hashem sighed, his shoulders slumping. He looked defeated.

"What? But why?" Yusuf didn't know how to console his best friend.

"She found someone better than me," Hashem confessed. "Don't worry, brother. Let her go. You deserve someone better. You should be grateful to Allah," Yusuf comforted. "I want to, but it hurts. It really hurts. I loved her so much," Hashem admitted. Yusuf placed a hand on his shoulder and said, "If Allah finds goodness in your heart, He will give you better than what has been taken from you and forgive you, for Allah is All-Forgiving, Most Merciful" (Surah Al-Anfal, verse 70). Hashem nodded, finding hope in those words.

Today, Hashem got married. He never thought he would marry again, but he did. After constant persuasion from his parents, he agreed to marry the girl they chose. Although they didn't force him, he wanted to honor their wish. Entering his room, he noticed the empty bed. Nearby, his new bride was praying Salah. As she finished, she noticed him and froze. Hashem observed the remaining makeup on her face, probably removed while making Wudu. They stared at each other, unsure what to do. She lowered her gaze and broke the silence. "Actually, I didn't pray Isha Salah, that's why," she explained.

"It's fine," Hashem reassured as he closed the door. He noticed her standing still. Sitting on the bed, he invited her to join. Huma nervously played with her fingers. Breaking the silence, she asked, "Give me a minute. Let me fix my makeup." "It's okay. You look pretty even without makeup," Hashem replied, surprised by her question. Huma blushed, a smile appearing on his lips. "Please relax and sit down," he encouraged her. As Huma sat beside him, they began to talk.

"Thank you," Huma said, her voice laced with curiosity. "But did you really mean it? That I look pretty without makeup?"

Hashem held her gaze. "Absolutely," he affirmed.

Huma's smile bloomed. "No one's ever said that before," she confessed, a hint of wonder in her voice. "It makes me really happy."

Hashem reveled in their conversation, a soft smile playing on his lips.

"Maybe they're just intimidated by your natural beauty," he teased playfully. "Jealousy is a common affliction these days, but you seem refreshingly above it."

Huma tilted her head, considering this. "I try not to be jealous," she admitted. "Sometimes a flicker might appear, but then I just make dua for them instead."

"That's a beautiful way to handle it," Hashem said, his smile genuine.

"Listen," Huma hesitated, "I want to be a housewife. I don't like to study. I hope you don't have any problem." "Why don't you like to study?" Hashem asked. Huma explained, "There's no reason. I just don't like it anymore. My parents want me to continue studying, but I don't. That's why I married you." "Why do you think I won't force you to study further?" Hashem inquired. "Why waste your money?" Huma replied. "It's fine, I don't mind wasting money," Hashem joked. Huma pleaded, "Please, I don't want to study further." Hashem struggled to hold back his laughter. "I'm not going to listen. I want my wife to be a PhD holder."

"No, please. I will raise our children," Huma insisted. Unable to contain his laughter, Hashem burst out laughing. "Why are you laughing?" Huma pouted. "So, you'll raise our kids?" Hashem teased, mischief in his eyes. Huma nodded enthusiastically. 

"Speaking of our kids," Hashem continued, a playful glint in his eyes, "where are these future champions hiding?"

Huma's face flushed a light pink. "Well, they'll be here soon, obviously, since we're married now," she explained, a hint of naivety in her voice.

"Hmm, maybe they got lost on the stork delivery route," Hashem joked, feigning concern.

Huma's brow furrowed. "Lost? Storks? There are no storks involved, silly!"

Hashem threw his head back and laughed, the sound warm and genuine. Wiping a tear from his eye, he reached for her hand. "You're a very funny person, Huma. You know that, right?"

He  burst into laughter. "Why are you laughing? Did I crack a joke? We're having a conversation on a serious topic, and you're laughing," Huma said with a hint of irritation. "Okay, I'm sorry. We're having a serious conversation. I shouldn't laugh," he apologized. Suddenly his expressions and tone were quite serious. 

Despite his serious tone, Hashem blurted out, "What if we, uh, sped up the process of having kids?"Huma's brow furrowed in confusion.

A wide grin split Hashem's face. It took a moment for Huma to catch on, then a blush bloomed across her cheeks, as red as a ripe tomato. She playfully swatted him on the arm, burying her face in her hands. Hashem's hearty laughter filled the room.

Perhaps you dislike something which is good for you and like something which is bad for you. Allah knows and you do not know. (Al-Baqarah verse 216 )

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Authentic Dua Series : دعا ٥ ✨

Dua for a Good Character ❣️

No one is perfect in this world, if someone have a good quality they have a bad one too which irritates the others, Islam teaches us to love each other and accept a person and love them for sake of Almighty Allah.

The repercussions of sins and disobedience are calamities, no barakah in life and wealth, weak memory, loss of interest in Life, trails and hardness of the heart.

Qadi Iyad said : The good character is dealing with people nicely, having a cheerful face, avoiding arrogance, avoiding being harsh and angry, showing care to others, tolerating people, having patience.

Diseases of the heart : Jealousy, hatred, arrogance, hasad, Envy, having bad thoughts about others, thinking others are low (I am the best character), plotting heart against people, disobedience towards parents, hypocrisy (appears to be something but show something else to please others).

Shaykh al-Islam Ibn Taymiyah رحمه الله said: "Nobody is free from hasad, but the noble person hides it whilst the base person shows it."

Since nobody is guaranteed with a noble character it's our duty to seek repentance and make dua for reshaping our character.