#dua for marriage to the one i love

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Levitating|| Shunsui Kyoraku

Pairing: Shunsui x GN Reader

WC: 1,555

A/N: This started as a writing exercise so that I could get back into the flow of writing again but I like it so I'm posting it. Sorry I've been MIA for like 2 years, I'll be posting on again/off again for a while. Also I changed some of the lyrics of the song, Dua Lipa stans pls don't come for me.

Warnings: None, some swearing?, there's talk of marriage because I feel like the Soul Society doesn't really have "dating"

Shunsui + Levitating

I believe that you're for me, I feel it in our energy // I see us written in the stars

Shunsui knew that he was an old man. It was a notion he never attempted to disavow himself of, finding it to be a pointless endeavour; Besides, he was proud of his age.

With age, comes wisdom, one that he has refined enough to know not to deny the fluttering of his heart whenever he so much as heard your name. For him, it was nothing to be  embarrassed about, no matters of the heart were. He would readily admit that it was a bit disorienting. One moment he’d be talking with Nanao and suddenly his breath would be stolen at the slightest hint of your perfume. 

You possessed a gift so unique, a hold over him like no other. Being in your presence somehow managed to send him back to his days in the academy, leaving him feeling like nothing more than a lovesick student. You’d set his heart alight and made it seem as though the world was slipping away every time you smiled. Your visage immediately righted any wrongs. He was sure that your laughter could cure any affliction he may be ailed with. To put it simply, Shunsui had found himself utterly enraptured by you and yet, he didn’t mind. The butterflies you’d managed to elicit from him only added to the weightless feeling he’d become stuck with since meeting you.

We can go wherever, so let's do it now or never, baby // Nothing's ever, ever too far

You hadn’t treated Shunsui any different from normal, but it didn’t take a genius to put two and two together. The usually laid-back yet sharp captain suddenly became ditzy and distracted whenever you so much as glanced at him. He was quite obvious, and though he hadn’t quite acted upon his feelings, he’d made it clear where he stood. His schedule as head captain didn’t allow him free time at the best of moments and yet Nanao somehow found herself overencumbered trying to fit ‘Lunch with Y/N <3’ into Shunsui’s schedule.

“I don’t see why you don’t make things official with her. Everyone already knows that you two are sickeningly in love with each other”, Nanao would frequently complain.

Shunsui would always fix her with a look that would make her regret saying anything and reply, “Matters of the heart can’t be rushed.”

If you asked Nanao, it was all arbitrary bullshit. If she voiced that particular complaint however, Shunsui would “remind” her that she’d “understand when you have someone to love”.

Glitter in the sky, glitter in our eyes//Shining just the way we are

“Oh Shunsui, this is lovely.”

As you cooed over the late-night picnic that he set up, he took a moment to examine your features. The curve of your mouth, the slope of your nose, the reverent way your hair framed your face. Everything about you looked lovely as usual, bathed in moonlight however…

He’d give you anything you wanted.

When you looked at him with those eyes, endlessly rich and glittering with the light of the night sky, he couldn’t help but yearn to kiss you. Even just a gentle press against your lips, oh how he’d kiss you so lovingly. He’d hold you so gently and ask if he could have just one more, one more, one more.

Your gaze flickered down to his lips.

He ran his tongue over them and he swore your eyes grew darker.

You placed a tentative hand into his hair, nervous but sure fingers weaving their way into his tresses. He swears then and there that he has never loved his hair more (if only so that there’s more of him for you to touch).

He cups your face with his hand. You lean into his palm and smile. He feels that weightless feeling come back as he leans forward to feel that smile against his skin when--

“Oh Shunsui look! Did you know there were going to be fireworks tonight?”

He did, it’s one of the reasons he planned a date on the rooftop of his home. He wanted you to see the fireworks and he wanted to see the way your skin would look bathed in the multi-colored light. He doesn’t regret the way your face lights up, this time in awe, but he does wish the timing could’ve been a little better.

He supposes the feeling of your body pressed against his is an apt substitute.

I feel like we're forever, every time we get together//But whatever, let's get lost on Mars

It is not long after the night with the fireworks that Shunsui decides that maybe Nanao was right. He found that the temptation of you was far too much for him to bear. He’d been distracted since that night with thoughts of you, driven himself half mad wondering what could’ve been if he’d leaned in a fraction sooner.

It isn’t until he visits your office for a quick cup of tea (something that both you and Nanao have scolded him for) that he has this realization however. You tell him that you don’t have much time to chat, Seireitei Communications is running some special issue from what he can recall, but you’re happy to spend this time with him. 

As you get up, telling him he’s free to stay as long as he’d like, “Although, you really should get back to work Shunsui, you’ll stress poor Nanao out”, and leave, he feels a sinking feeling for the first time in relation to you. It all just clicks for him that he wants the feelings he has with you to last forever. He wants a lifetime of levitating, of your joy, of your glittering eyes locked onto him, he wants you for as long as you’ll have him.

He realizes that the fluttering feeling comes back at the mere thought of calling you his spouse.

As he floats back to his office (he isn’t quite sure that his feet ever touch the ground), confusing every person he passes along the way, he places an order for a ring and decides to have a talk with you after things settle down.

Later, when you drop by his office with snacks as a small pick-me-up, you ask him what’s got him so giddy. He merely replies with a look that turns heated the longer he looks at you. It softens at the adorably flustered way you mess with your hair and look away from him. You try your damnedest to avoid making eye contact with him, squirming in such a way that, if he were less of a gentleman he’d pull you close and feel how affected one look made you.

As it stands, he decides he can wait a little longer.

‘You want me, I want you, baby’

After mulling it over, he decides he wants the proposal to be a private affair. The entirety of the Sereitei may know of your feelings for each other but that didn’t mean they needed to see this. He wanted to keep the way that your face-- nightsky eyes glimmering-- would light up to himself. He never considered himself to be a selfish man but he supposed when it came to you, everything became unexpected.

He still remembers the way his stomach, twisted in knots, became miraculously clear when you smiled. He asked if marriage was what you wanted, if it was ok to marry you. All the more reason to keep the proposal private, it’s much harder to reject a public suit from the captain of the 13 Court Guard Squads (you’d still reject him if you wanted regardless, another reason he was nervous).

You looked at him, trying to piece together what he was asking before deciding on your answer. “I’d love to marry you if that’s what you’re asking me Shunsui.” Somehow, your smile grew even larger, he wasn’t sure what his face looked like but he’s sure his grin matched yours.

Just thinking back to that day makes this moment all the more important. In the weeks following that conversation, you’d joked that you’d be eagerly awaiting his next move. He’d welcomed the challenge, stupidly. Now he was standing here fretting over if the grass was green enough, what if you suddenly became allergic to his shampoo-- He hoped that you wouldn’t notice the clamminess of his hands.

Another power that you found yourself ordained with, making the great Head Captain nervous. He could sense your spiritual pressure before you, which made him snap out of ‘panic mode’ into ‘focused commander mode’.

When he saw you, dressed up beautifully, jewels in your braided hair. He relaxed incrementally, this wasn’t a battle to be won, you were the one he loved. He was proposing, all he had to do was speak from the heart (easy) and hope you’d accept (he was sure you would but he was nonsensical at the best of times).

He saw recognition in your eyes, like a loose thread that has finally been tucked back into place. Your eyes tear up as he moves to ask you the question that has plagued his mind for months.

You nearly burst into tears, nodding happily and sealing your engagement with a kiss.

I'm levitating

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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.

[heavyhitterheaux]

Jack Harlow Masterlist

Lie Again based off the song by Giveon

Reunited and it Doesn’t Feel So Good

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3 (Version 1 if you want the reader to end up with Jack)

Part 3 (Version 2 If you want the reader to end up with Urban)

Bottomless Mimosas

Don't Hurt Yourself based on the song by Beyonce

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

My Nail Tech Knows How to Keep a Little Secret

NDA

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

If based on the song by Janet Jackson

Death Nut Challenge: Truth or Dare Edition

Oh, So You Just Wasn't Gon Hit Me?

Commitment

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3- Coming Soon

Official Girl

Official Girl Part 2

Hands On

Be Careful What You Wish For

Shout Out to My Ex

Funny Seeing You Here Part 1

Funny Seeing You Here Part 2

For the Night

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Ghost in the Machine (collab with @harlowsbby 😘💕)

Part 1

Nobody Gets Me

You Better Call Becky With the Good Hair

You Better Call Becky With the Good Hair Part 2

She Gotta Complex

Lil Secret

Nap Date

Hear My Heart

Not So Happy Birthday

Not So Happy Birthday Part 2

Not So Happy Birthday Part 3 (NSFW 18+)

Anxious Nights

Church Girl, Don’t Hurt Nobody

Church Girl, Don't Hurt Nobody Part 2

His Favorite Poison (NSFW 18+)

Forever My Ariel

Meet Me Halfway Part 1

Meet Me Halfway Part 2

Meet Me Halfway Part 3

I Wanna See It In Motion, In 3D (NSFW)

Fun Girl (Slight NSFW)

Garden Based off the song by Dua Lipa

Sinister Arousal (NSFW)

Unrequited (NSFW)

Soft Launch

Ghost Part 1

Ghost Part 2

Ghost Part 3

Ghost Part 4

Ghost Part 5

Ghost Part 6

Gym Crush (NSFW)

Notice Me

Best Friend's Boyfriend (NSFW)

Treat You Better (NSFW)

Cuddle Buddy

All Mine

Flowers (Jack Harlow and Former Joe Burrow)

White Men Can't Jump (Jeremy x Reader)

Through Thick and Thin

Breaking Point

The Instigators (Scalvo x Reader)

One Way Street (NSFW)

U-Turn

Dead End

Series:

Nightingale

The Marriage Pact

Got Me Thinking

Love You a Little Bit

Shoot Your Shot

Instagram AU

My Girl is a Billionaire

Terror Number One and Two (Hear My Heart Verse)

[coffee-or-hot-cocoa]

Songs I listen to about Skittlescript’s Isekai’ed to the West and Triad au Playlist

hahaha lol checkout @skittlescripts’s isekai to the west au, here’s some songs that remind me of the au and some scenarios imagined would make the daydreams better, special thanks to the works of @semisolidmind, @rennsdeaddoves, @thesexydancingcrepe, @rainyriu, @ritzhasmonkeybrain and @theweepingegg

this is for the Sun WuKong and Six-Eared Macaque simps out there

problem - ariana grande - reader starting to have feelings for Sun Wukong

dear future husband - meghan trainor - reader saying what marriage be like

right there - ariana grande - how macaque feels in triad au

the guy that i'd kinda be into - be more chill the musical - reader describing the monkie she likes

bad romance - lady gaga - macaque’s feelings for reader in triad au

one last time - ariana grande - Wukong trying to understand his emotions

la on a saturday night - hearts & colors - macaque’s monologue song in triad au

a whole new world - aladdin - Wukong and reader just ridding his cloud to Flower Fruit mountain

symphony - clean bandit - Macaque when he finally accepts he’s inlove

rhythm of the tambourine - hunchback of notredame the musical - Triad au

made you look - meghan trainor - reader’s themesong in triad au

title - meghan trainor - Wukong in triad au trying to get a date

not fall in love with you - rwby soundtrack - works both for the Isekai and triad au

kiss the girl - the little mermaid - Sandy making sure his OTP is cannon

there's nothing holding me back - shawn mendes - triad au wukong in general 

stutter - mariana's trench - wukong’s 5 stages of grief about having a crush

troublemaker - olly murrs - wukong’s themesong

still into you - paramore - if Isekai to the west had a crossover with Triad au

millennium parade - belle - a reader song for triad au

light switch - charlie puth - wukong’s crush in triad au

i wanna be your slave - maneskin - wukong in a more hornii mood for reader

she's kinda hot - 5 seconds of summer - Isekai to the west chapter 3 song

teeth - 5 seconds of summer - triad au wukong’s song during a meeting

marry you - bruno mars - wukong trying to convince reader that they get married

paper rings - taylor swift - wukong finally getting a date with reader in triad au

teenage dirtbag - wheatus - macaque’s angst about having a crush on reader

my heart's a stereo - maroon 5 - Macaque starting to fall inlove in isekai au

hips don't lie - shakira - reader meets wukong for the first time in triad au

voodoo doll - 5 seconds of summer - wukong before he realises he likes reader

she looks so perfect - 5 seconds of summer - both monkey’s admiring reader

love me like you do - ellie goulding - wukong and reader in isekai

love me harder - ariana grande - reader’s feelings with wukong

girlfriend - avril lavinge - macaque's song when he’s jealous in isekai

everytime we touch - cascada - wukong simping for reader in triad au

teenage dream - katy perry - reader realising her crush in isekai au

ET - katy perry - reader and wukong’s relationship in a nutshell for isekai

lucky strike - maroon 5 - wukong vs macaque in isekai au

levitating - dua lipa - reader in isekai au

the story of the phantom - goosebumps the musical - macaque in isekai au

take me to church - hozier - wukong having a crush angst in isekai

can't hold us - macklemore - a sun wukong song in isekai

bad reputation - joan jett - how heaven feels about reader and wukong together

guy.exe - superfruit - reader describing her type of guy in triad au

super mario hyadain - wukong vs macaque for reader in isekai au

play with fire - sam tinnesz - macaque and reader first impressions

positions - ariana grande - wukong and reader relationship song in isekai au

34 + 35 - ariana grande - wukong and reader song in triad au

dinero - trinidad cardona - reader’s alter ego song in triad au

no roots - alice merton - isekai to the west in a nutshell

sway - micheal buble - triad wukong takes reader out dancing

helpless - hamilton - triad wukong being lovesick and lovey dovey, while MK witnesses his mentor being cringe

call me by your name - lil nas x - triad wukong themesong

dead girl walking - heathers - wukong and reader having some spicy fun just after wukong is banished by tripitaka

i wanna dance with somebody - whitney houston - reader during the triad au before having a relationship

fairytale - alexander rybak - reader angst on having feeling for wukong in isekai 

why don't you do right - who framed roger rabbit - triad wukong meets reader’s alter ego for the first time

La seine and i - a monster in paris - reader performing in triad au

blues in the night - queen tyr'ahnee cover - reader having feelings for triad wukong angst

the great pretender - the platters - reader’s emotional stability during isekai

boys - charlie xcx - reader thinking about wukong in isekai

you will be okay - helluva boss - reader’s song for ao lie and her kids in isekai

no matter what - book of life - reader choosing to be with wukong instead of going home in isekai

Someone you like - girl and the dreamcatcher - triad wukong pining for reader

Ang huling el bimbo - eraserheads - slow dancing in the kitchen in triad au

Something just like this - cold play - macaque pining for reader in triad

Love story of a certain bakeneko - vocaloid

Ahh, it’s a wonderful cat’s life - vocaloid

The wolf that fell inlove with little red ridding hood - rin and len kagamine

Magic mirror - rin and len kagamine

Dance with me tonight - olly murs - a date night song with macaque in triad 

La la dee - cody simpson - triad wukong describing his feelings for reader 

Perfect - ed sheeran - wukong’s feelings for reader near the end of the journey to the west

Shape of you - ed sheeran - triad wukong being a simp for his wife reader

Seniorita - camila cabello - triad wukong flirting with reader

My oh my - camila cabello - reader’s accepting her feelings for wukong in triad

Uwu - chevy - Wukong’s feelings when he realises he wants to be with reader in isekai au

Canterella - vocaloid - triad wukong and reader on a mission

Je t’aime - kelly sweet - wukong descrining his love for reader in isekai

You’ll be in my heart - tarzan - reader just being happy with her family

Strangers like me - tarzan - wukong being curious aboutreader’s life before the journey to the west

A million dreams - the greatest showman - wukong’s song when he marries reader in isekai

One kiss - descendants - wukong when reader because of magic shenannigans needs to wake-up with true loves kiss

Secret garden - undertale - flowerfell au fansong - triad wukong and reader angst

So she dances - josh groban - triad wukong describing reader to MK

Beautiful ghosts - taylor swift - macaque’s song about reader in isekai

Slow dance with you - adventure time - macaque’s song regarding his pinning for reader

Tightrope - the greatest showman - reader’s conflicting emotions about staying with wukong or going home

Thinking out loud - ed sheeran - wukong pining for reader in isekai

Work form home - fifth harmony - reader flirting with triad wukong

Criminal - britney spears - triad wukong and reader’s relationship in a nutshell

Do it for her - steven universe - triad wukong training isekai wukong to protect reader

Back to life - bumblebee movie - reader and wukong’s wedding song in isekai

I love you to much - book of life - macaque pinning for reader in isekai

Death of a bachelor - panic! At the disco - triad wukong pinning for reader

I’m in love with a monster - fifth harmony - triad reader tells isekai reader on her feelings for triad wukong

Black magic - little mix - reader is jealous that triad wukong is flirting to get info

Animals - maroon 5 - wukong being in heat and wants to mate with reader

I’m a lady - meghan trainor - the jttw crew finds out about reader being isekai’ed to help them

Who i am - the score - macaque introducing himself to the reader in isekai after kidnapping her

Rewrite the stars - the greatest showman - triad wukong and reader fall inlove 

Buwan - juan karlos - wukong serenading reader during their first date in isekai

Bad little boy - adventure time - reader and wukong’s dynamic

Monster - adventure time - Wukong angst about reader’s mortality in isekai

Hey soul sister - train - triad wukong being a simp while being cringe

Crush - tessa violet - reader pinning for triad wukong

Would you be so kind - dodie - reader pinning for wukong in isekai

I do adore - mindy gledhill - triad wukong and reader cuddling

Despair - leo - reader pinning for wukong and vice versa in isekai but angsting of it being unrequited

Save me - bruno martini - macaque and wukong paniking because their falling for reader in isekai au

Can’t sleep love - pentatonix - reader talking to sandy about her crush on wukong in isekai

Suki kirai - rin and len kagamine - reader being in denial about being inlove with triad wukong

Someday - disney’s zombies - wukong and reader in general for isekai

Boop - rwby soundtrack - wukong trying to show off and impress reader after he accepts that he loves her

Little miss perfect - owl house fandom - reader angst on wanting to focus on the journey to the west but the dilemma of falling inlove complicates things for her once the journey is done

Ordinary - owl house fandom - reader questioning wukong why he’s inlove with her in isekai au

One more night - maroon 5 - triad wukong wanting reader to stay longer in bed cuddling

You’re the one that i want - grease - triad macaque romantic feelings for reader

If i can’t i love her - beauty and the beast - wukong being in denial for being inlove with reader in isekai au

Evermore - beauty and the beast - wukong angst when reader is presented with the option of returning to her original home

Love like you - steven universe - wukong wondering why reader loves him in isekai

If i could tell her - dear evan hansen - triad macaque hiding his feelings for reader

Only us - dear evan hansen - set during the time wukong is banished from the journey to the west

Your text - sundial - triad wukong trying to get reader’s number

Glad you came - the wanted - triad Wukong meets reader for the first time

Castle on a hill - ed sheeran - wukong reminises his life before the journey to the west and meeting reader

I won’t say i’m in love - hercules -  reader being in denial about being inlove with wukong in isekai au

Circus - britney spears - another themesong for reader in triad au

love story - taylor swift - how wukong tells his kids on how he met their mother in isekai au

you belong with me - taylor swift - how triad macaque feels when he sees reader with triad wukong 

burn for you - bridgerton musical - wukong pining for reader, but not wanting to confess in isekai au

[uma1ra]

A list of Duas

"Ya Rahman, Ya Raheem, Ya Rabb al Alameen, I call upon You and I ask You by every Name that You have named Yourself with, revealed in Your Book, taught any one of Your creation or kept unto Yourself in the knowledge of the unseen that is with You,

Allahumma salli wa sallim 'alaa nabiyyinaa Muhammad.

Ya Rabb, make me sincere in this dua.

Please grant me a death with the shahadah on my tongue. Grant me Husn al Dhan billah (good expectations from Allah)- make my end better than what has come before it.

Expand my grave for me and illuminate it with light.

Preserve my record in Illiyeen.

Lighten for me the questioning of the grave.

Grant me death in a state of Ibadah, that is most pleasing to You and resurrect me in the same state.

Keep me free from fear, anxiety and terror from the day of judgement.

Grant my book in my right hand.

Make me among those who show their books to others with happiness.

Make me successful in the Meezan.

Help me cross the Siraat like lightening.

Ya Rabb, grant me barakah of time, health, rizq and productivity

Ya Rabb, grant me opportunities to always facilitate Your Good Work and earn Your Pleasure.

Ya Allah, please do not give away my good deeds to others.

Ya Allah, Protect me, my family and friends from Nazr (evil eye), hasad (jealousy) and sihr (black magic)

Reunite me with my family in Jannah- let me lead our generations to the most beautiful gardens of Al Firdous.

Do not expose my faults in front of others on the day of judgement.

Ya Afu, Forgive the sins that I don't remember and the sins that I didn't even consider as sins.

Grant me a heart filled with tranquility and peace.

Cleanse my heart from malice, jealousy, hatred, self-admiration, show off, envy, arrogance and pride.

Grant me the ability to forgive others.

Grant me soft speech, protect my tongue from lying, backbiting and hurting others.

Grant me beautiful patience.

Grant me with the correct Aqeedah, excellent memory and understanding of the deen with daleel.

Bless my parents, forgive them, Grant them good health and make me a sadaqa jaariyah for them.

Bless my siblings in their marriages. Bind us together with love. Do not let shayaateen break our bond.

Grant all the single Muslims the coolness of their eyes- and partners who will elevate them in both the dunya and the aakhirah.

Grant us righteous children and make them a sadaqa jariyah for us Oh Allah help me leave behind a legacy with humility, allow me to leave this dunya with the best legacies for our offsprings and for others.

Help me understand, write, speak and teach Arabic.

Help me maintain good ties with my relatives.

Help me see my faults and cover it from others.

Allow me to speak with wisdom just like the Prophet peace be upon him.

Bestow me with wealth to spend in your way.

Do not let others humiliate/oppress/mock/take advantage of me.

Help me be courageous, confident and a positive person who makes the correct decisions at the right time.

Grant me modesty in clothing and speech in front of non Mahrams.

Forgive the Muslim ummah -the living and the dead. Bless the Muslims with goodness and grant victory to the oppressed.

Fill our hearts with Emaan.

Oh Allah, accept my deeds.

Ya Allah, O my Allah, Ya Rahman, Ya Raheem, Ya Kareem, Ya Sattar, Ya Gaffar, Ya Qaadir, Ya Sami, Ya Aleem, Al Mujeeb, Ya Allah I turn to you in repentance, in submission. I beg you please fulfill my duas.

Ya Allah Forgive my sins, a complete forgiveness that leaves no trace.

Ya Allah Forgive my transgressions of Your Commands. Ya Allah Grant me victory over my shortcomings

Reform and upgrade me Ya Allah in the best way possible, in the way you know that is best for me.

Ya Allah Accept my duaas, ibaadah & deeds.

Ya Allah Guide me towards performing good accepted deeds for Your Sake only.

Ya Allah Help me to attain khushu', ikhlaas and ihsaan in my ibaadah.

Ya Allah Help me get closer to you as my end draws near.

Ya Allah Make me love You, Your Prophet (pbuh), Your Deen, Your book the Quran, the way it deserves to be loved.

Ya Allah Increase my eeman, tawakkul, yaqeen in You.

Ya Allah Increase me in Taqwa,

Make me of your grateful slaves and amongst the patient ones.

Ya Allah Give me the strength to be steadfast throughout the trials I encounter now and in the future.

Ya Allah Grant me a soft heart & make me content with Your Laws.

Ya Allah Make the Quran be my companion in both worlds.

Ya Allah Guide me to the siraat mustaqeem until my last breath, never be deviated in shirk, kufr or bid'ah.

Ya Allah make clear to me what is the haqq and what isn't, keep me firm upon your Deen.

Ya Allah Make me among the muhsineen, muttaqeen the mukhliseen, the sabiqoon fil, ilm.

Ya Allah Increase me in beneficial knowledge.

I ask of you what Muhammad peace be upon asked you of and I seek refuge in you from what the Prophet Muhammad peace be upon sought refuge from.

Ya Allah Protect me from sicknesses of the heart (envy, arrogance, proudness, show off)

Ya Allah Bless me with happiness in this dunya & akhirah, protect me from sadness, depression and anxiety.

Ya Allah Favour me with the ability to do tazkiyah of my soul throughout my life journey.

Ya Allah Remove the love of this world in its degrees & forms from my heart.

Ya Allah Invite me to Your House to worship You.

Ya Allah Grant me a good end, make me continuously love to meet You.

Ya Allah Make my grave & barzakh a peaceful, cool abode.

Ya Allah Grant me the Shade of your Arsh on Yawmul Qiyaamah.

Ya Allah Give me my record of deeds in my right hand and make my mizaan (scale) heavy with the good deeds.

Ya Allah Grant me the favour to drink from the Hawd Al Kawthar by our beloved Prophet's (pbuh) hand.

Ya Allah Ease my crossing of the Siraat & Qantarah (bridges before Paradise).

Ya Allah Favour me the ultimate bliss of seeing You in Hereafter.

Ya Allah Shield, increase & protect the love/mercy/barakah between me & my spouse for as long as we live.

Ya Allah Improve our behaviour with each other.

Ya Allah Reward my spouse Your best reward for her/his striving for my family.

Ya Allah Make the Quran & Your Commands be our judge in all matters.

Ya Allah Strengthen our practice of the deen together.

Ya Allah Make us join together in bliss in Jannah al Firdaus.

Ya Allah, assist us with physical & emotional strength to be good parents and an excellent example to our children.

Ya Allah Save our children from the impact of our mistakes in their lives.

Ya Allah Bless us with righteous children.

Ya Allah Make our children the coolness of our eyes and make them sawaab-e-jaariya for me & my spouse.

Ya Allah Make them of those who establish Salah and prostrate only to you.

Ya Allah make them Hufaadh, who act upon what they have memorised, and teach it to others. Ya Allah Make our children workers for Your Deen, da'ees, imaams, scholars and shaheeds.

Ya Allah Protect my family from evil, calamities, enviers & the shayaateen from man & jinn.

Ya Allah Protect our children from harm, sicknesses, disbelief, haraam and destruction.

Ya Allah, Protect our youth from the evils and vice in society today. Grant them the ability to recognise Haqq from baatil

Ya Allah Grant our children success in Deen, duniya & Aakhirah & grant us a lineage of righteous offspring until Yawm al Qiyaamah.

Ya Allah Unite our entire lineage in Jannah al Firdaus.

Ya Allah Make them become the reason for our place in Jannah & shield against the Hellfire.

Ya Allah save me & my entire family from the Hell Fire & make us enter Jannah al Firdaus Aa'laa without being accounted.

Ya Allah, you are Al Gaffaar. Forgive my parents.

Ya Allah Reward them in the greatest measures in this dunya & akhirah.

Ya Allah Elevate their ranks and grant them Jannah al Firdaus.

Ya Allah Make me coolness of their eyes in their old age.

Ya Allah Grant my siblings success in this dunya & akhirah.

Ya Allah Elevate the ranks of my parents, spouse's parents, my sisters & brothers, my elders & entire Ummah.

Ya Allah Protect them from illnesses, deceases and difficulties of old age.

Ya Allah Forgive the sins of those who have passed away in my family & the Ummah - young & old.

Ya Allah Grant them a peaceful time in the barzakh till they meet You.

Ya Allah Save us from trials of Dajjal, Yujuj & Majuj & the last Day.

Ya Allah Grant my family & friends who are waiting for the gift of "children" the coolness of their eyes and future leaders of humanity in the Ummah

Ya Allah Unite the hearts of my worldly companions who work for You & strengthen our brotherhood.

Ya Allah Unite the hearts of those undergoing family/marital difficulties.

Ya Allah Grant your perfect cure to those who are sick.

Ya Allah Protect my brothers & sisters across the warzones & from the persecution, rape, slaughter, humiliation.

Ya Allah Relieve their sufferings & elevate their ranks.

Ya Allah Bring the downfall of those (modern day pharaohs) oppressors and relieve those who are deprived, burdened, oppressed, in debt.

Ya Allah forgive me for anything I forgot to mention and give me more than what I intended in the dunya and in the aakhira.

Ya Allah bless the person who forwarded this beautiful dua and make this a source of sadaqa jaariah for them Aameen.

Allahumma salli wa sallim 'alaa nabiyyinaa Muhammad.

Ya Allah, answer our Duaas You are the All Hearing, All Knowing!

Aameen Ya Rabb.

Subhana rabbika rabbil 'izzati amma yasifun wa salamun alal mursalin wal hamdulillahi Rabbil alamin."

[ausssbutlershortstories]

Austin flirting is charming and he never crosses the line. Kaia in that interview looked like she was trying to imitate him and it was cringe. Tbh it always seemed like they dated out of convience and not love and I do believe they were in an open relationship upto a point. But they seemed alright last year and I thought their relationship has improved but that's because of the SAG strike and no one has any work at that time but this year Austin has been constantly busy and so has Kaia with whatever she's been doing so it definitely strained their relationship even more. Austin dumped Vanessa because she wanted marriage when his career was taking off. For him his work matters the most. With Kaia I think he just felt like she's no longer worth being tied to. She provides absolutely nothing to his fame.... When they started dating she was kinda more popular because of her mom but thankfully he got famous very soon and most of the times these relationships are arranged by their pr team. I feel the same with Barry - Sabrina, Callum - Dua or recent Josheph Quinn and Doja Cat. Among these atleast Callum and Dua seem to actually have chemistry and Barry tries. But Austin has never looked like he's in love with her. My problem isn't that they love eachother or they are just staying together because of convience but it's just Austin is the one who gets hate for this stupid relationship. I know she was only 20 when they got together but she has previously dated Pete Davidson when she was only 18 but no one says anything. I hope and pray Austin's next gf will be age appropriate or even older

Yeah Kaia being 20 when they started dating is cringe but I think with Pete Davidson it was even worst with the age thing.

I too hope Austin’s next gf is older as well. He needs someone on his level. I feel when he was doing Bikeriders press with Jodie he got a taste of being in the presence of woman his age vs Kaia.

She really doesn’t apply anything to his fame. If anyone got any convince out this relationship it was definitely her. Being tied to him has done wonders for her.

They being in an open relationship if true is telling. I know some couples get their kink out of that shit but I feel you don’t share your partner when you really love and want them. You don’t want anyone else enjoying what you have. This relationship was never about love. They may care about each other to an extent but they were never IN love

[writerfarzanatutul]

Halal Love is always Beautiful 2

"Ah, that day. You really hurt my ego. I never thought you considered me so bad," Hadi confessed, and Masooma smiled.

"I was just angry because of what you did," she explained.Then, she opened up, "Hadi, when Mama told me you didn't want me as your wife, I was broken. I fell into depression. In those dark times, I found solace and comfort with the Almighty. I prayed  Tahajjud, asking Allah that if you were better for my life and the afterlife, He should put love for me in your heart. And if not, he should erase your love from mine. I never thought Allah would fulfill my dua. Yet, the Most Merciful did. When you said you started showing interest in me, I was upset. I thought you liked me only because I had become beautiful. However, the day you saved me from that woman, risking your own life, I realized that Allah had put love for me in your heart. After all, He is Al-Wadud, the Most Loving. I also realized that I want to spend the rest of my life with you.""Hadi, let's pray two Rakahs of Salah to thank Allah since He cleared all our misconceptions about our marriage and put love in each other's hearts," she suggested.

"Sure," Hadi agreed, sealing his agreement with a kiss on her forehead. Together, they prayed, marking the beginning of a new journey. They didn't know what this journey held, but one thing was certain: with the blessings and Rahma of the Almighty, they would support each other, leading a happy and prosperous life and ensuring their afterlife flourished.

[feeamanallah]

DETAILED DUAS FOR LAST 10 NIGHTS

Odd Nights Seeking Laylatul Qadr.. 🙂

According to majority of the opinion we have to seek Laylatul qadr during the odd nights of last 10 days of Ramadan. And not just on 27th of Ramadan. Although 27th is a strong contender.

Ya Rahman, Ya Raheem, Ya Rabb al Alameen, I call upon You and I ask You by every Name that You have named Yourself with, revealed in Your Book, taught any one of Your creation or kept unto Yourself in the knowledge of the unseen that is with You,

Allahumma salli wa sallim 'alaa nabiyyinaa Muhammad.

Ya Rabb, make me sincere in this dua.

Please grant me a death with the shahadah on my tongue. Grant me Husn al Dhan billah (good expectations from Allah)

Expand my grave for me and illuminate it with light.

Preserve my record in Illiyeen.

Lighten for me the questioning of the grave.

Grant me death in a state of Ibadah, that is most pleasing to You and resurrect me in the same state.

Keep me free from fear, anxiety and terror from the day of judgement.

Grant my book in my right hand.

Make me among those who show their books to others with happiness.

Make me successful in the Meezan.

Help me cross the Siraat like lightening.

Ya Allah, please do not give away my good deeds to others.

Reunite me with my family in Jannah.

Do not expose my faults in front of others on the day of judgement.

Ya Afuww, Forgive the sins that I don't remember and the sins that I didn't even consider as sins.

Grant me a heart filled with tranquility and peace.

Cleanse my heart from malice, jealousy, hatred, self-admiration, show off, envy, arrogance and pride.

Grant me the ability to forgive others.

Grant me soft speech, protect my tongue from lying, backbiting and hurting others.

Grant me beautiful patience.

Grant me with the correct Aqeedah, excellent memory and understanding of the deen with daleel.

Bless my parents, forgive them, Grant them good health and make me a sadaqa jaariyah for them.

Bless my siblings in their marriages. Bind us together with love. Do not let shayaateen break our bond.

Grant all the single Muslims the coolness of their eyes.

Grant us righteous children and make them a sadaqa jariyah for us Oh Allah help me leave behind a legacy with humility, allow me to leave this dunya with the best legacies for our offsprings and for others.

Help me understand, write, speak and teach Arabic.

Help me maintain good ties with my relatives.

Help me see my faults and cover it from others.

Allow me to speak with wisdom just like the Prophet peace be upon him.

Bestow me with wealth to spend in your way.

Do not let others humiliate/oppress/mock/take advantage of me.

Help me be courageous, confident and a positive person who makes the correct decisions at the right time.

Grant me modesty in clothing and speech in front of non Mahrams.

Forgive the Muslim ummah -the living and the dead. Bless the Muslims with goodness and grant victory to the oppressed.

Fill our hearts with Emaan.

Oh Allah, accept my deeds.

Ya Allah, O my Allah, Ya Rahman, Ya Raheem, Ya Kareem, Ya Sattar, Ya Gaffar, Ya Qaadir, Ya Sami, Ya Aleem, Al Mujeeb, Ya Allah I turn to you in repentance, in submission. I beg you please fulfill my duas.

Ya Allah Forgive my sins, a complete forgiveness that leaves no trace.

Ya Allah Forgive my transgressions of Your Commands. Ya Allah Grant me victory over my shortcomings

Reform and upgrade me Ya Allah in the best way possible, in the way you know that is best for me.

Ya Allah Accept my duaas, ibaadah & deeds.

Ya Allah Guide me towards performing good accepted deeds for Your Sake only.

Ya Allah Help me to attain khushu', ikhlaas and ihsaan in my ibaadah.

Ya Allah Help me get closer to you as my end draws near.

Ya Allah Make me love You, Your Prophet (pbuh), Your Deen, Your book the Quran, the way it deserves to be loved.

Ya Allah Increase my eeman, tawakkul, yaqeen in You.

Ya Allah Increase me in Taqwa,

Make me of your grateful slaves and amongst the patient ones.

Ya Allah Give me the strength to be steadfast throughout the trials I encounter now and in the future.

Ya Allah Grant me a soft heart & content with Your Laws.

Ya Allah Make the Quran be my companion in both worlds.

Ya Allah Guide me to the siraat mustaqeem until my last breath, never be deviated in shirk, kufr or bid'ah.

Ya Allah make clear to me what is the haqq and what isn't, keep me firm upon your Deen.

Ya Allah Make me among the muhsineen, muttaqeen the mukhliseen, the sabiqoon fil, ilm.

Ya Allah Increase me in beneficial knowledge.

I ask of you what Muhammad peace be upon asked you of and I seek refuge in you from what the Prophet Muhammad peace be upon sought refuge from.

Ya Allah Protect me from sicknesses of the heart (envy, arrogance, proudness, show off)

Ya Allah Bless me with happiness in this dunya & akhirah, protect me from sadness, depression and anxiety.

Ya Allah Favour me with the ability to do tazkiyah of my soul throughout my life journey.

Ya Allah Remove the love of this world in its degrees & forms from my heart.

Ya Allah Invite me to Your House to worship You.

Ya Allah Grant me a good end, make me continuously love to meet You.

Ya Allah Make my grave & barzakh a peaceful, cool abode.

Ya Allah Grant me the Shade of your Arsh on Yawmul Qiyaamah.

Ya Allah Give me my record of deeds in my right hand and make my mizaan (scale) heavy with the good deeds.

Ya Allah Grant me the favour to drink from the Hawd Al Kawthar by our beloved Prophet's (pbuh) hand.

Ya Allah Ease my crossing of the Siraat & Qantarah (bridges before Paradise).

Ya Allah Favour me the ultimate bliss of seeing You in Hereafter.

Ya Allah Shield, increase & protect the love/mercy/barakah between me & my spouse for as long as we live.

Ya Allah Improve our behaviour with each other.

Ya Allah Reward my spouse Your best reward for her/his striving for my family.

Ya Allah Make the Quran & Your Commands be our judge in all matters.

Ya Allah Strengthen our practice of the deen together.

Ya Allah Make us join together in bliss in Jannah al Firdaus.

Ya Allah, assist us with physical & emotional strength to be a good parents & example to our children.

Ya Allah Save our children from the impact of our mistakes in their lives.

Ya Allah Bless us with righteous children.

Ya Allah Make our children the coolness of our eyes and make them sawaab-e-jaariya for me & my spouse.

Ya Allah Make them of those who establish Salah and prostrate only to you.

Ya Allah make them Hufaadh, who act upon what they have memorised, and teach it to others. Ya Allah Make our children workers for Your Deen, da'ees, imaams, scholars and shaheeds.

Ya Allah Protect my family from evil, calamities, enviers & the shayaateen from man & jinn.

Ya Allah Protect our children from harm, sicknesses, disbelief, haraam and destruction.

Ya Allah Grant our children success in Deen, duniya & Aakhirah & grant us a lineage of righteous offspring until Yawm al Qiyaamah.

Ya Allah Unite our entire lineage in Jannah al Firdaus.

Ya Allah Make them become the reason for our place in Jannah & shield against the Hellfire.

Ya Allah save me & my entire family from the Hell Fire & make us enter Jannah al Firdaus Aa'laa without being accounted.

Ya Allah, you are Al Gaffaar. Forgive my parents.

Ya Allah Reward them in the greatest measures in this dunya & akhirah.

Ya Allah Elevate their ranks and grant them Jannah al Firdaus.

Ya Allah Make me coolness of their eyes in their old age.

Ya Allah Grant my siblings success in this dunya & akhirah.

Ya Allah Elevate the ranks of my parents, spouse's parents, my sisters & brothers, my elders & entire Ummah.

Ya Allah Protect them from illnesses, deceases and difficulties of old age.

Ya Allah Forgive the sins of those who have passed away in my family & the Ummah - young & old.

Ya Allah Grant them a peaceful time in the barzakh till they meet You.

Ya Allah Save us from trials of Dajjal, Yujuj & Majuj & the last Day.

Ya Allah Grant my family & friends who are waiting for the gift of "children".

Ya Allah Unite the hearts of my worldly companions who work for You & strengthen our brotherhood.

Ya Allah Unite the hearts of those undergoing family/marital difficulties.

Ya Allah Grant your perfect cure to those who are sick.

Ya Allah Protect my brothers & sisters across the warzones & from the persecution, rape, slaughter, humiliation.

Ya Allah Relieve their sufferings & elevate their ranks.

Ya Allah Bring the downfall of those (modern day pharaohs) oppressors &

Relieve those who are deprived, burdened, oppressed, in debt.

Ya Allah forgive me for anything I forgot to mention and give me more than what I intended in the dunya and in the aakhira.

Ya Allah bless the person who forwarded this beautiful dua and make this a source of sadaqa jaariah for them Aameen.

Allahumma salli wa sallim 'alaa nabiyyinaa Muhammad.

Ya Allah, answer our Duaas You are the All Hearing, All Knowing!

Allahumma ameen!

Subhana rabbika rabbil 'izzati amma yasifun wa salamun alal mursalin wal hamdulillahi Rabbil alamin.

-shamsiya noorul quloob

[yonarida]

Marriage

I found a great post from the sesterhood IG account. I like it and then copy all their writing here, as a reminder.

"Mariage is about becoming a team. You're going to spend the rest of your life learning about each other, and every now and then, things blow up. But the beauty of marriage is that if you picked the right person and you both love each other. You'll always figure out a way to get through it.

In Islam, marriage is considered a sacred bond between two individuals who come together to fulfill half of their deen. It's not just about finding a partner, but it's also about building a strong foundation for a successful and happy life. One of the essentials is to work as a team. Allah SWT says in the Quran, " They (your wife) are your garment and you are his garment." This verse emphasizes the importance of mutual support and protection in a marriage. As a team, you should be there for each other through thick and thin. You should be each other's support system, helping one another through life's challenges. When one of you is down, the other should be there to lift them. Moreover, communication plays a critical role in building a strong partnership. It's essential to talk to each other regularly and share your thoughts, feelings, and concerns. Always remember that communication is the key to a successful marriage.

Lastly, always remember to seek guidance from Allah SWT through prayer and duas. Allah SWT has given us the Quran and Sunnah as guides for our lives, so we should always turn to Him for help and support in our marriage. In conclusion, marriage is not just about finding a partner but about building a strong partnership that lasts a lifetime. Remember to work as a team, communicate regularly, and seek guidance from Allah SWT. May Allah SWT bless our marriage with love, happiness, and success. Jazakallah khairan.

[naramdil]

Salam hafsah 💕

I hope you’re well. I wanted to reach out to you bc i always have admired your perspectives and thoughts on matters of the heart, seeing you have a naram dil. This is a lot so i understand if you don’t feel comfortable answering but would appreciate your insight.

I’m currently in a relationship with someone and recently i discovered something painful. I found out that he was in love with someone when we first started talking. We began as something online and weren’t in a committed relationship. I never approached him for the purpose of marriage (which i usually do) so we were definitely undefined. i did end up asking him to speak with the purpose of marriage and so we did. But during that period when i asked, he was already trying to pursue someone he loved and when she refused, he had decided to move on and pursue me.

Finding out now, i feel like i was left in the dark. He told me he didn’t tell me because at that time we weren’t committed and it would only hurt me. But he still needed to see if anything could happen with her before giving me his full attention. She was in a relationship and had just broken up and he took that opportunity to drive to her state and ask. It was a grand gesture, but she refused.

So then he and i began. But now that i’m thinking about it, i feel like he was still in love with her while talking to me. I asked him what she meant to him. He told me that this girl was an instant connection for him. You know how our souls have met other souls in a different realm before we meet physically in this dunya? She was one of those people for him. He knew immediately that he wanted to marry her without even fully knowing her. It was that kind of love. it hurt to hear about it. It hurt that i didn’t know. It hurt that that person wasn’t me.

We broke up a few months into the relationship for reasons which had nothing to do with his feelings for her. We reconnected a month ago. For some reason, i started talking to him again and we only recently started truly making the intention to talk for marriage and not just because we like each other. But he actually told me that last month, she reached out to him and he was put in a similar position as when we first started talking. Again we were in a situationship this time again and not fully committed because i didnt feel like i was ready to do this again. He told me she reached out to me before i reached out again (the second time i reached out after we first broke up) and she finally sent him a message saying it wouldnt work with them. So this has happened two times.

I don’t know if it’s bad timing with two girls reaching out to him around the same time but now I’m thinking if he’s still in love with her. That kind of love he had for her doesnt just disappear like that. He told me it’s rare to find that kind of love. He told me two weeks ago was when she texted him that it wouldnt work out. They havent talked since then.

I just don’t know what to do now because i still like him. Despite it all. Despite the anxiety i feel. Despite the hurt and my tendency to compare his love for her for the love he can have for me. He said that although it wasnt an instant connection when it came to me, he is still willing to build it with me. Build the love since most people grow i to love and choose each other every day and that’s how bonds are made. What he experienced is rare. But it just all hurts. It hurts to feel like he is just settling and getting married because he has faced rejection and the woman he loves doesnt want him. I feel like a second choice. I feel like i’m the logical decision, which is to find a person to marry and have kids. I didnt give him that cosmic, spiritual, instant connection like she did.

I dont know if this is something i can repair. He told me that he isn’t in love with her but he still has love for her and will always make dua for her. he wants to build a connection and grow into love with me. But i feel myself comparing and hurting. It was only two weeks ago that she sent him the rejection message so it’s not like she’s part of his past and it’s been years. It’s recent

But I’m still here. I almost broke up with him again because i felt like i couldnt handle this. But i’m still here. How do people love like that, get rejected and then marry? Wouldnt it feel like they settled if they chose you? I’m so sorry! I just have no one that would possibly understand what predicament i’m in. I appreciate it all anyway 💕

hey honey, I think that you should let him go. genuine love will not make you question anything. sure you could "grow into love" but ultimately he is telling you that he didn't feel that connection with you and that this other girl will always be on his mind (if he is gonna continue to pray for her....) he seems like a flake and you deserve someone who is sure about you and chooses you for you and not because you are conveniently there. it seems like you have made yourself too available to him and he doesn't view you as something he could "lose" but rather a fallback. you should never marry someone in that circumstance.

if you have so many struggles and heightened emotional lows now, before you are married? it's only going to continue. and if how you are feeling now is not how you want to continue feeling then you are going to have to let go and move on with your life. you seem religious so I will say that you should pray on it and ask that if he is meant to be in your life, to clear the path and make it easy. and if he is not meant to be in your life, to remove the emotions and make you feel nothing so that it is easier to move forward. inshAllah things get better for you, please look out for yourself. you are allowed to seek the kind of connection that you described, that cosmic connection that you just feel is right and that is easy to come together and build a life. if you broke up once it was for a reason, remember that.

[aggresivelyfriendly]

Harry Styles: One night only

Her lip might as well be covered in her favorite red lipstick for all the abuse it's taking. Sylvia knew she was a bit of a mess getting out the door, it had been one of those mornings at the end of a holiday where the country they were in seemed finished with them. They'd gotten lost, gotten fined and she'd even got hit by a car, gently but- still.

It was time to leave, but with locking their key cards in their suite and the restaurant they'd dined at seemingly having a single person kitchen and a 100 person dining room, she was so ready for bed and overwhelmed she did not do her normal before bed check of her wallet and passport, nor did she plan her airport outfit to

Maximize comfort and minimize time at security.

All of her time went to propping her eyelids open, a la a looney tunes character while supervising her family packing once they'd finally eaten some food and made it back home.

These were the only excuses she could come up with as to why she left her pocketbook with everything at the hotel.

The flight was early, she might be able to beat housekeeping.

"Amor," Sylvia's voice carried the alarm she was feeling like the tornado sirens she found shrill when they visited Chicago once. "I've left my pocketbook."

Her husband looked up from His laptop unbothered in the airport Lounge, "phone the hotel. We can have it sent."

What. "What?" Her voice went up an octave. Her daughter gave her the don't embarrass me eyes and her husband's lips thinned into a grim line. The country may have wanted her out, but at the moment, she wasn't happy with her traveling companions. No one seemed to feel the fire in her

Circumstances.

"It's ok. We are valued clients." He rubbed the back of her hand. His attempt to placate her didn't work, she was not soothed.

"No, no, it will not do, I can't be without my cards and license, I have to be at school this week. I'll head to the hotel and retrieve it and meet you all tomorrow morning. May I have my passport?"

Sylvia could tell he wanted to slow her down, change her mind, but years of marriage had assured him of how unlikely he would be to give her a new destination when her mind was set on a path.

He handed over the passport with a sweet buss to her lips and a "see you at home, love you, and I hope you have a boring flight, mi amor."

She barely remembered the taxi ride to the airport, her knee bouncing, catching her nail on the door handle, ripping it, filing it on the cross grain of her jeans when she realized her glass file was packed in a bag on its way to Miami.

The front desk was helpful, as helpful as they could be. "I'm sorry Senora, but someone is already in the suite."

"Well, could I at least go knock on the door?"

"I'm sorry, Sra. but the new occupant isn't to be disturbed." The young lady at the counter looked sympathetic, but unmoved. She wasn't going to get Sylvia to the penthouse floors.

Which is how she found herself on the elevator behind someone else with the golden key that indicated they could access the exclusive floor her suite had been on. The couple paid her no mind as they seemed completely caught up in each other, luckily.

They went opposite directions and by the giggling and fast feet on the floor Sylvia was sure they paid her not a thought more. She found herself in a fit of nerves right before she knocked on the door. Who could be behind it? The hotel staff had been so cagey, but giddy. At the time, she'd just been annoyed, now she was puzzled.

Who could be behind the door, Bolsanaro? Some other political asshat, Brad Pitt here for a scout location, Dua Lipa on a quick holiday?

It was only her fatigue and sudden wish to be home that gave her the will to hit her knuckles upon the door.

She checked her watch, it was 11, surely the person inside wouldn't be to pissed at being disturbed.

Pissed wasn't the condition of the man who opened the door, bedraggled in a louche, sensual way was more accurate.

Sylvia felt her mouth go dry.

His hair looked like 100 hands had been raked through it, his lips looked swollen and reddened from affection and his shirt was non existent.

His briefs were minor and a nearly see through white.

The major thing of note though was he was Harry Styles.

"Cono!" Sylvia blushed and quickly found a new tongue. "Sorry, sorry, I'm here for my wallet!"

"What?" He rubbed his eye, and it might have been boyishly endearing if not for her severe attraction to him, and her long standing crush.

Sylvia was a big fan.

She loved his music. She'd seriously considered asking to stay a few more nights to catch his concert, but it hadn't fit in with her husband's work  schedule.

Sylvia shook her head and closed her eyes to find the right words to explain, her tongue tangled over the translation that usually came second nature between her brain and her mouth. She took a breath. "I'm sorry, let me try to explain. I need to come in. I was staying in this room last night, and I left my wallet in the bedside table. I sent my family on ahead, they must be headed to Miami by now, because I'll need it for the week, so I was hoping to get into your room to check. I'm sorry to be an imposition, but May I look?"

"You want to check out my drawers?" He dimpled, clearly waking up enough to find some cheek.

Drawers? That was slang for..

Sylvia's eyes dropped to his, underpants, for just a second. "Um, yes. Im so sorry to disturb you Mr. Styles."

His eyes opened a little, maybe because she had admitted to recognizing him, and he looked

Down, where her eyes had jsut been, and said. "You've seen me almost naked, I think you can call me Harry." And he stepped back to allow her in.

Well, Sylvia thought, this was the most in the flesh time she'd seen him naked, but she'd seen more of him in photo shoots. She shook those

Recollections from her head and thanked him going straight for the bedroom, pointedly not looking at the rumpled bedding he slept in, let alone sitting on it to rifle through the bedside table.

"!Gloria!" She exclaimed when she located her monogrammed pocketbook and opened it. She squeezed it to her chest when she found all her cash and cards including her Florida driver's license in place.

"Good news then?" Harry had found a shirt she was loathe to notice and was leaning against a door frame.

She could make out the Brasil tattoo on his high thigh. His knees were a safer place to look, until she noticed the little Italian words she'd forgotten were inked there. He was so distracting, she had to get out of there.

"Yes! Thank you! So much, I'm so sorry for rudely waking you up. I should go, try to catch up to my flight. Maybe I can get out of Chile today." Her mind was already running through contingency plans if not.

"Hmmm, that's too bad, I was going to insist you come out to my show tonight as my guest, since I was rude enough to take over your room before they were even able to clear it enough to have your pocketbook at lost property."

oh!"oh!" Sylvia said. She'd love to go to his show... but "I should probably get back." She would really like to see his show. "Or at least I need to check and see if I can manage a flight even." Did he offer tickets to everyone he even slightly inconvenienced or met?

"Please, make yourself comfortable" he motioned toward the bed, but Sylvia made her way to the couch to find a seat and open her phone.

She cursed under her breath and was thankful she had a carry on with necessities.

"Any luck?" He was right on her left, over her shoulder and the back of the couch. Sylvia could feel his heat and see his tattoos, both in her mind's eye and in her periphery.

"No luck. The next flight I can get on is about this time tomorrow." She allowed her eyes to meet his.

He pursed his lips and shrugged one shoulder. "Ah well, let's call the front desk and get you a room." He came and sat next to her, his shorts riding up high, exposing his lean long thighs, to reach over and pick up the phone. "Id offer the couch, but it's become sort of the unofficial after party spot."

"I thought you went to bed early and didn't party on tour?" She may as well be wearing a t- shirt with his face on it.

He smirked knowingly and pressed down on the hotel phones hang up button. "Well, usually. But have you tried to go to bed in Chile, or anywhere in South America?"

She could feel the smile on her lips creeping yup her face despite her best efforts to control it.

"Stupid question." He laughed like a hammer trigger had been tripped and he couldn't stop the honk he made from issuing forth.

"I grew up here, so I did a fair job going to bed for 18 years or so."

"Even when you were 16-18?" he raised his perfect eyebrows at her.

"No, I suppose it was difficult to go to bed a time or two when I was around that age." Unless there was someone waiting in a bed for her.

"But, it's hard for me to go out, anywhere, but here I get..."

Mobbed, she knew, the streets could flow with people not water. It was a wonderful and wary thing. So she just nodded.

"In any case, once you get your flight sorted and a place to sleep secured, you should come to the show, for your trouble, and if you like, come back here for the after party, you know your way about the place." He nudged her shoulder smiling.

God his dimples were stunning, she was so happy to have left her wallet. This felt like the beginning of one of her fantasies about this man.

She shook that thought out of her head. That was too unlikely to entertain. Now she just had to wait until Jaime made it home to explain her predicament, and plans to make the most of it, to him."

"Well," she found herself saying two hours later. "I'm already stuck here, so I would like to see him." Naked.

She'd tried to quell the excitement in her voice when she told Roberto about Harry staying in their room, sharing the bed they'd fucked in, but he already knew. She tried to keep her slight obsession normal. To act like she was a normal fan with a normal amount of interest in a musical artist, but her Google alert and compulsive need to buy whatever magazine cover he was on betrayed her.

Her husband knew her, or at the very least shared a home with her.

"Do you have an outfit for it?" He finally asked, and she knew that was his tacit approval, and why she loved him, he knew to ask the important questions.

"Not yet, I have a back up option among my things, but" she checked her watch, she should have time.

"You're gonna go shop a bit?" He asked with a audible smile.

"Si." She laughed with him.

His laugh had always been her favorite. She was a lucky woman.

"Well, don't do to much damage, youll only wear it for a Short time."

Her mind shot to Harry taking it off her, but she couldn't imagine that's what her husband meant.

"Well, since I'm his guest, I'll need to make an impression."

"His guest? Where are you sitting?"

She wasn't sure. "His assistant is getting in touch, I don't know the details."

Even she was shocked when her phone rang and it was Harry's assistant. Apparently she was going with his small entourage to the stadium, a few hours early. She was glad her shopping had been successful and quick. Harry wasn't among those traveling to the venue, not the bands whose faces she was familiar with, they must have went much earlier for sound Check.

Rather than the nosebleeds. Or maybe the suite she had been expecting, Sylvia found herself backstage. The place was a bit like a carnival and street fair all in one. There were instruments here, food and drink there, and Harry Styles everywhere.

He encouraged her to come watch his opener with him, after he'd made her a plate and made sure to find her drink of choice.

She was a little rusty as it had been many years, but it felt like a really weird date. Since she'd arrived he'd paid her a lot of specific attention. Her eyes drifted down to her wedding ring, and he caught it, while they watched Koffee working the crowd.

"What does your husband do?" He leaned back against the speaker he was standing next to.

"He's a journalist?" It wasn't a question, but she was looking into his eyes and they were so green she was a bit overcome.

He seemed to skip over her faux pas.

"And do you work outside the home?"

"I used to, but, we have been traveling a lot and my daughter's schedule kept filling up, so lately I've just been running her from engagement to appointment." It was so much more

Complicated Than that. But she had a nice life, no one wanted to hear her complain.

His eyes narrowed for just a second, and then softened before he asked, "do you miss it?"

And she was honest, with herself even, "yea, everyday." But she knew it would be a few years before she could justify working because she wanted to.

Harry just nodded, leaned a little closer. "Need another?" He gestured to her caipirinha.

She loved them, but those things were deadly. Best to tread lightly. "Not yet."

He nodded and his hair didn't bounce the way she wished it would, bound up in his cute little clip.

She was having a lovely time, even talking about her family, her lost dreams. He seemed to be genuinely interested in hearing her talk, in fetching her drinks, in meeting her needs. There were so many people around them he could be focusing on, his job to do coming upon them as well, but she couldn't help but feel like a really good date.

It wasn't, but if it was, this would be a first date she didn't come home from. In her younger years, she would t even feel bad about it.

Jaime was her last date, and she went home from that one, but only because she knew, somehow, that soon her address and last name would be his.

Sylvia relaxed into the moment and found herself dancing side stage. The rhythms were not exactly her own, but the overlap caught her hips in a twirl. Another drink found her hands and Harry danced a little to, she taught him a step, and his hands on her hips once he picked it up all too quickly were warm at their point of contact and hot between.

He excused himself to get ready by the time she was breathless and ready for another drink or whatever else he had to offer.

That meant she shouldn't have it, and she was happy for that decision when he came onstage. She didn't want to forget this, watching her favorite current artist from an intimate location among the traveling circus he was ring master of was an experience to savor.

The light show from the fans had her holding back tears, and his beautiful cover song, one she only vauguely remembered hearing a time or two in her life, had her feelings all over her cheeks. Her fingers snatched them away along with her sense of right and wrong, even propriety.

So when Harry asked her to come to the after party at his suite, the only answer was yes.

When she called her husband to explain her predicament, she found herself passing the phone to her new found, friend.

After Harry's compliment, he'd called her incredible and congratulated her husband on his lucky match while looking in her eyes and his voice was deep and powerful enough to fill every mile between her and her family and responsibilities, she almost didn't need her husband's sanction.

She was sure Jaime had made it before the show in jest, but hearing Harry's voice say her name and talk about her in a tone that resonated between her thighs like a guitar string plucked by his expert fingers, it wasn't a joke to her anymore.

It was a prophecy.

"oh god... well, if you get the chance to fuck him you have my blessing. It's a once in a lifetime opportunity" Jaime had said, with a chuckle, but they'd been married long enough for her to hear the worry, the anxiety about her actually taking her chance. But, he'd said the words hours ago when only the invitation had been extended, when the possibility was remote, and she was just selfish enough, looking at Harry's long lean body, his tattooed arms and chest, fine boned, long fingers wrapped entirely around his caiparinha, to ignore the false note in his benediction.

If Harry came on to her, Sylvia would spread her legs willingly.

Her pussy was already throbbing at the mere thought of tracing his newly revealed muscles with her fingertips and tongue. She'd always found him beautiful, from the first time she came across his long haired self singing a vibrato she felt everywhere, but now, everything about him was sharpened, refined, hewn, like he'd been baked.

He looked delicious.

Sylvia was sure her pupils were blown, nipples hard, and pulse visible when Harry seemed to feel her reckless stare just after she'd disconnected the call and he'd been summoned away from her to another part of the room. His eyes caught hers and his narrowed for just a second, he breathed out his nose and cleared his throat, she saw it happen, before he let his eyes drop to her mouth, breasts, lower. She didn't avert her stare, and his answering smirk tightened her lower belly along with her resolve.

She was going to fuck Harry Styles and do it with no compunction or inhibition. She'd only have him for one night.

Sylvia intend to milk it, the experience, the fantasy, his cock, for all it was worth.

Once her decision was made, she'd decided to put away any guilt about it, she began nursing her drinks, she'd be damned if she'd forget this whole night, one second of it.

Across the room, for the next hour or so as the party thinned and thinned, she and Harry would catch each others eye, share a smile or smoldering glance.

He seemed as resolved as she was.

When the party had dwindled to just 5 or so people, Harry and herself included, Sylvia nearly didn't noticec she'd been teaching one of the last remaining ladies the skirt flounces of the marinera to the reaggaeton beat the party had settled into. Her dress was really to short for it, but she could feel Harry's eyes on her thighs, so the flashes of her thong, wet down the middle whether he could see or not, and the cool air on her bare ass every once in a while fueled her

Fire.

She'd just decided to have a bit of water, walking away still laughing with her dance partner who remained on the makeshift dance floor, when Harry slipped behind her, his body heat immediately quieted her giggles while her cheeks warmed. He smelled so good, she almost leaned her head back on his chest to get a whiff, and remembered her promise to herself for the night, to take this all the way and do it like it wasn't their first time, but instead like it was their only.

So she lay her head back on his rounded chest and tilted her chin just enough to take a healthy whiff.

His arm slipped around her waist quickly, behind the small bar where she'd gone to find the water. Luckily the low wall was enough to block their lower bodies. He pressed himself against her and murmured, "did you just smell me?"

Sylvia's eyes looked up though her lashes quickly, "yes." She whispered back, letting her alcohol tinged breath waft over his perfect pink mouth.

He bit his lip then, pressed his warm firm erection against her ass and said, "hmmm, do you need a night cap?"

Sylvia shook her head, she was more than ready to get drunk on him. "No, but I'd like to drink you in, if you'd like."

He closed his eyes briefly and nodded, "Head on into my bedroom while I get rid of everybody, ok?"

She appreciated the bid for consent, though since their eye contact earlier, both of their intentions here had been transparent.

Sylvia wasn't in the bedroom long, just long enough to find herself at the window, looking out at the cityscape she herself had enjoyed from this room for several days.

She heard the door close, a shotgun to her races, and would have turned to him, had he not taken both of her hands and pressed her palms to the glass, her whole body compressed between him, hot and hard behind her and the cool glass igniting her front.

"Harry!" She moaned.

"Get used to saying that." He groaned out, nipping at her jaw, nudging with his nose to gain access to her neck. On a shiver, she turned her head enough to catch his eye. "Give me your mouth." His lips tingled against Hers and she obeyed. Her pout met his, and the edges of her consciousness blurred, between the sensations of his warm body, full lips and wet tongue, she was panting. "Are you sure?" He asked. "What about your husband?"

She really thought she'd covered this, she'd "jokingly" mentioned backstage at the venue that he was her hall Pass and her husband had given the green light not two hours before.

Sylvia turned in his arms, "hall pass, yes?" He looked a little unsure, so she slipped her hands up his chest, caressing the sides of his neck, and into the ends of his curly hair. When his eyes closed, she knew she had him. "I don't see anybody here but you and I." His eyes fluttered open and Sylvia gave a tug to his thick locks.

They didn't close but they darkened.

His eyelids did fall when he buttoned their lips together. She knew her eyes had gotten heavy with his gravity too. The simple lip locks were lovely, but when his tongue slithered out to wet her lips, she felt an accompanying swelling in her panties.

She loved slippery kisses. Her mouth opened to him and welcomed his sliding, slipping muscle. The kiss was promising. If he set her to tingling like this from minor contact...

When he reached beneath her ass and lifted her effortlessly onto his hips her head fell back. His mouth moved to her neck and she lost herself to the sensation until he dropped her into the bed, she might have bounced had his body not caught her reverb. He pressed her back just a bit and deepened the kiss he'd initiated as soon as he reconnected their lips.

"Mmm" he gave her the sexiest set of dimples, "what do you like?" His hand came up, his thumb twitching back and forth over the nipple pressing through the thin material of her dress.

She liked that. Her moan might have been enough, but she was thinking he need words. "I'm thinking I'll like anything you do to me." It was true, he turned her on just being him.

His lips pursed, "well then," his voice was low and dark, he pinched her nipple this time and she lost her breath. "That's better. What do you love?"

God, what did she love? Should she be super honest? Her hand came up over his on her tit and gave it a strong squeeze. He got the mesage, copying her pressure and was a quick study when her took over.

"What else?" He asked those words against her mouth. And started licking her neck.

"I like sucking and bites on my neck." He immediately switched his game up. "I prefer hands to mouth on my tits." He pinched her nipple at that. "But, you're welcome to suck them if that's what you like. He pulled a tip out and licked it, when he bit she, "Harry!"

"What else?" Her dress was unwrapped at that. His fingers coasted down her stomach and played with the edges of her panties while he ran his mouth down.

"I've always wanted to know what that mouth could do." That was an understatement. She'd fantasized about that too many times to count.

He smiled and picked her legs up, kissing one thigh and biting the other before licking right over where her panties had darkened. "You like to be given head?" He nudged her panties out of the way and took a whiff, groaning while she panted.

"Fuck, yes!"

"How do you like it?" He nosed at her clit.

"I like licking." He obliged and her head fell back. Top to tail, his head worked and her fingers dove into his hair to direct him. His tongue hooked under her hood and caught the bead of pleasure there on each upswing. It had her writhing. He sucked on the point of pleasure he'd found. "Not so hard there." Sylvia cautioned. He licked around her labia and she shivered.

"What else?"

"When you suck, open your mouth more, vacuum like, and lick too." When he complied she nearly lost it, his hand came around her thighs to the bowl of her pelvis and held her down.

"If you keep going, I'm gonna come." She warned.

He looked up, mouth wet with her, slippery with spit and arousal. "Yeah? good!" He was just about to go back at it when she decided to ask for the fantasy playing in her head.

"Can I ride your face?" Fuck, she hadn't done that since, well before she got married. And the idea of looking down at that head and those lips and swiping his beautiful nose like a credit card could have got her off alone.

He made a sound in his throat, slid her panties down her legs with her assitance, and picked her up by her hips, sliding her up the bed and reversing their position, placing her right over his open mouth all in one motion.

Fuck!

"Be my guest.." he let the words blow against her clit and she gulped before pulling her lips apart to sit her clit on his waiting tongue. She got a rhythm going, riding his slick muscle from her sensitive quivering hole to where he labia gathered. She wanted to feel his tongue farther back.

She wanted his fingers there, well, everywhere. She grabbed his hand from beside him and brought it through the bottom of her legs and pressed his hand to her vaginal opening. He slipped two in and pressed against her front wall, finding the textured spot and hooking his fingers forward immediately. "Yes! Now suck." She put her clit right in his mouth squirming when he resumed his work from earlier.

When his thumb brushed her asshole she moaned louder. "Yeah?"

"You can play with me back there." She loved a little finger play and tongue there. He licked his fingers and her eyes rolled back in her head, when he decided just to put his mouth there to really get it wet, she knew she was done for. And so with his mouth open, tight, and working on her clit, his finger against her g spot and his thumb in her back openings it took little riding for her to begin to quiver and pulse.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" She screamed along with his name and he pulled his hand free to hold her up when her legs could support her anymore. He licked her through until the aftershocks turned i to to much or not enough. She rolled off his glistening face. "Now you." She yanked him up and got his shirt off and pants open and down. He kicked them away.

"God yes!" She swallowed at his swollen, beautiful dick.

He rubbed it against her swollen lips as she went onto all fours to receive this communion. But before she did, she thought she'd extend him the same wonder he'd given her.

"What do you like?"

He giggled a bit, so becautiful above her, happy and pulsing with need. "I like a little tease, and deep throating. Maybe a little face fucking, but whatever you're comfortable with."

"Yes, to all of that. But, you're bigger than anybody, least since I've known what I'm doing. I'll tap your thigh if I need to breath?"

He nodded and she responded by licking around his top before getting a grip On him and licking from the seam of his very tight sack along the thick ridge up the bottom of his fluted head. He leaked a pearl of precum then and she was torn between licking it or swirling it around, she decided to do both. Spreading his taste around before she took the end of him into her mouth, swirling her tongue around before flicking her it over his head again. He was so hard his fore skin had retracted and she slid it up and over the mushroom a couple times before taking him in to the hilt. She gave herself a few passes before she took a big breath, lay out her tongue and took him to the back of their throat, she relaxed then and pressed it through her tonsils, she held and swallowed, her nose in his groomed thatch.

Sylvia did this three more times, looking up on the last one to make eye contact.

"Ready?" He strained out. She nodded around her mouth full. He pumped in and started shallowly fucking her mouth politely if there was such a thing. He reached over her back and started to play with her wet Pussy then. It was a nice distraction for when he stopped being polite and put some force into his thrusts. She eventually had to tap out and pulled off gasping for breath.

"Cmere,!" He pulled his fingers out of her and when he had her standing on her knees face to face with him he smeared them over her swollen lips before kissing her deeply, rapacious tongue and a little teeth. "I can't decide whether to come in your mouth or get to fucking you."

Sylvia felt herself pulse.

"I want to taste you. If you finish in my mouth, how long until we can fuck?" God, his tongue had loosened Hers.

"Not long, I'm sure there's something else I can come up with to do to you while we wait." He smirked and licked into her lips once more before gently pressing her mouth back to his dick. This time he kept his hand on the back of her head and she opened wide to take him deep and swallowed around him until he filled her throat. She coated her tongue with his spunk for just a second, savoring the moment to commit his flavor to memory.

His hand fitted around her fragile throat like an egg and rose her mouth up to his for a kiss, full tongue to share their mingled flavors before grabbing the inside of her thighs, flipping her onto the mattress, her back meeting the bed with a bounce. That was a move but before she could swoon over it he was talking, "Flip over and move your hair to the side."

God, she liked when he gave orders too. Her long hair fit in the crease of her arm against her torso. She squealed when he opened her knees and pressed down on her low back. Her pussy was exposed to the air and she was so sensitive she could feel the change, it made her clench.

"Oh, you're a needy one." She guessed he'd seen her bodies' talk.

Harry kissed over her back and ran his fingers up and down her from her shoulders to her ass and down to her ankles even tickling her instep. On the way up, he stayed on the lane up her thigh and her moans must have been a green light for him when he reached the center of her body, perched up for access, he played on her wetness and spread it up and over her clit, the rubs there had her writhing but the pinch and slap drew his name.

"I like that." He said and she decided to be a little more liberal with screaming out his name, she'd need to get it out of her system before she went home.

His fingers coasted up and two fitted into her body, reaching up and forward. Several strokes had her turning, twisting and murmuring into the pillow she grabbed to bury her face into. A quick slap to her ass and a command to "let me hear you!" Left just her hands clutching the full fabric. He prodded and rubbed until she felt herself balloon inside, god it had been ages since she came like that. Right when she was ready to burst, he lifted her hips enough to slide his head under her, kept up the pressure and applied the flat of his tongue under her clitoral hood over her button and pulsed it against her until the friction and his fingers had her yanking her hips up when the ballon popped. She looked down at him, saw her pleasure running down his face like tears into the hair at his temples and slid her body down his torso. She reached back to be sure he'd been right about his cock getting hard again before she even caught her breath. She was hungry for more, invigorated by his expertise.

He was so hard in her hand, she had to look back to see it. His pulse beat into the head of his dick and was the red of his well used lips.

"Fuck!" She breathed. "Condom, I need to feel that inside me."

He was catching his breath from smothering between her thighs still. "The bedside." She grabbed the gold foil and scooted her wet core leaving a trail of moisture down to his thighs. Sylvia stroked over him a couple times, revealing and hiding the flute of his head a couple times.

"Please!" Harry begged from above her. She'd have to tease with him more during round two.

The condom rolled on, and she lifted herself, Harry instantly brought his hands to her hips, after spitting into his fingers and smearing it over the skinned tip of him.

Sylvia hovered over him and eased herself over the top of him, appreviteing the Audible pop of him as the head made its way through the ring of muscle at her entrance. "Fuck!" They both moaned and grinned at each other. Because the sensation was so pleasing, she backed off and came back over him twice more before easing her way inch by inch down until her thighs met his pelvis.

Her head fell back onto her trapezius and she rolled it side to side before grinding herself back and forth until she opened and it felt wet enough for her to begin riding him at a bounce. She got her legs under her and braced herself with his proffered hand for balance.

"Aw fuck!" Harry said while watching himself appear and disappear within her. She kept up her gallop until she had to hold her horses to stop the burning of her thighs.

Harry sat up at that and braced her at her sacrum, Sylvia swirled her hips against him before putting her hands behind her and pressing through her heels where they were placed behind her. Riding him from base to tip with a circular motion until he was groaning and he was sweating. Once he was sufficiently out of his mind and babbling, she started drawing him most of the way out before powering her hips down to bottom him out.

"Fuck, stop, I'm not ready to come." He said. Lifting her by the neck to his mouth, their lips meeting before their tongues met. "You feel si fucking good, love how filthy you are. It's too much."

"Feel free to get another taste if you need a break."Sylvia raised her eyebrow. "If you like dicked pussy that is."

"My favorite, specially when we're sharing a dick." He breathed.

Sylvia exhaled. Fuck, how was she supposed to be satisfied with tonight if he said shit like that, gave her ideas like that.

Before she could respond though, Harry had pulled out and was liking, sucking, and vacuuming her up. This time when she came, it was calmer, like her body knew this was just a break.

Before she'd caught her breath, he had his dick at her mouth, thighs spread at her chest. "Get me wet."

She took him deep, the preliminaries just previews, and the climax was nigh. She spit on him for good measure before he slid back to lift her legs together, knees up and ankles over his shoulders. He slipped in quick and found a hard deep cadence that hit all her spots.

Sylvia was cursing in Spanish and Harry was begging for more. "Knew when you started speaking Spanish, I'd been doing something right."

When he slid his hands to her ankles and extended them, kissing her ankles before guiding both legs to one side before resuming his heavy long stroke, she lost all words.

It only took a few more strokes before he was groaning. "Come with me!"

His command, her bodies pleasure. "Harry!" It became a chant through her convulsions and he only pushed through her pulsing muscles twice more before he lost his rhythm and gripped her hip so hard she was sure she'd have bruises over his stuttering "uh-uh-uh"

His body collapsed over her and she caressed his back and into his hair until he raised his head and smiled at her. "Shower?"

God his dimples were so beautiful bracketing his gorgeous mouth, even with a sheen of sweat all over him.

She could not wait to see him really wet in the shower. She intended to fuck him until the moment she'd miss her plane if she didn't stop.

She'd make the most of it- it was one night only.

[rueyam]

Salam sis,

Do you have some advice for me pls. You don’t have to answer this if you don’t want to, it’s totally fine <3

I’ve been talking with a guy for marriage purposes. We’ve kept everything as halal as possible. We have right know been going out 7 times. He tics all the basics and boxes I’ve asked him about (children, future, job, economics etc) but one thing that makes me still not feel attracted to him is his looks. Like mashAllah he is tall with good beard good character, well spoken, smart but I don’t feel any connection towards him grow. I’ve prayed istikhara for a long time now and I still don’t find any attraction. I’m more on the side to cut the ties then to move on with him, but at the same time I don’t want to loose a good opportunity like this. I have told him that my feelings are not there yet and it could maybe take a long time. Which he replied very kindly and said it’s fine that I shouldn’t worry about it. I even told him about my health conditions which he accepted with no problem. Such a good guy, but why don’t I feel attracted :((((?? Idk am I to picy?

Every time I got back home after our meetings it doesn’t sit right with me. I don’t feel butterflies when I meet him. It’s very formel. They are very formel even within his family and I don’t like that.

The thing is in Islam we don’t take the same steps as non Muslims, we have to do it in a specific way to keep things halal, which also can make it sometimes “harder” do develop feelings for someone. I know that most of it comes after marriage but shouldn’t I feel something for him before? Is it stupid to cancel him when he has all the good boxes but I don’t feel attracted to him? And if a give it more time and time and time, but for how long? I don’t want to end up wasting mine his and his families time to see if I develop more feelings, but later only to end up canceling it after a long period when I could had done it earlier.

Im also afraid of not finding a potential again and I’m not getting younger. Me and my family don’t have many ties either so it’s harder to find someone to get married to. I’m 28 yo and this was my first time going out and getting to know a man in this way sooo….

Salam <3

wa alaykumsalam wa rahmatullahi wa barakatuh <3

first i’m glad about your efforts to keep things halal, this is where the barakah comes from and makes your path easier inshAllah. no matter how rational you have to be in a matter of marriage, emotionality is significant. you have to feel a level of attraction towards your partner, else becoming happy with him will not work, no matter how good of a person he is. and yes, there is a chance to fall in love with him with time, but no one can guarantee you that and a marriage just to get married is not something for the long run. not for you, nor for him. i am the type who has to fall in love with a person to marry him, some people can rely on logic only… it depends on how you are built.

i like the thought of Allah swt giving us messages through our intuition and it barely fails. i‘m not sure if seven meetings are enough to make a decision like this, but then again, you entrusted me with this because you came to a point. maybe it’s time to take a moment and really dive into your emotions and ask the right questions. do you really want him or a marriage? does he still have the potential for you to fall in love with him or is there no chance from your pov? will his good characteristics convince you or is what you are searching for something else? being good is not enough. you have to be on the same page on a deeper level.

and believe me, recovering from a failed marriage will take longer than waiting for the right man. never hasten in sharing a whole life with someone. no matter what your decision will be, i hope from the bottom of my heart that it will be the right one for you. keep making dua and listen to what your heart has to say, be genuine to yourself and don’t be afraid to reject when you have to. you do this for you and no one else.

[heavyhitterheaux]

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claybornharlow: happy anniversary to my wifey y/ninsta

Love you 💕

jackharlow: YOU BETTER DELETE THIS SHIT NEOW

claybornharlow: jackharlow no. I deserve to live in my truth 😌

saweetie: not baby brother being messy as hell lmaoooo

danivalentine: CLAYBORN!

urbanwyatt: lemme get my phone ready to call 911

y/ninsta: happy anniversary my favorite Harlow child! look at us! me and my little baby!

jackharlow: y/ninsta I will return EVERYTHING

y/ninsta: jackharlow no you won't because you a simp

sza: jackharlow wifey calling your ass out lmao

druski2funny: I mean, should I go make an anniversary post at this point too?

jackharlow: druski2funny I know where you live. don't do it.

normani: aww so cute!

jackharlow: normani no! not cute at all!

mortirolo: I'm actually not mad at this

jackharlow: NICOLE PLEASE FOR ONCE JUST PLEASE

mortirolo: jackharlow fine you're no fun. ahem! clayyyyy! cut the shit! (even if it is funny)

jackharlow: never mind 🙄

2forwoyne: lmaoooo aye yo

jackharlow: and he does this shit because if I threaten him, y/ninsta will have my ass smh

y/ninsta: jackharlow you damn right. you better not go near my little baby.

jackharlow: y/ninsta choose me, love me!

saweetie: jackharlow lmaoooo not grey's anatomy I'm screaming

softtcurse: I'm third in line for her hand in marriage. I'm ready.

urbanwyatt: softtcurse next time imma leave your ass outside when you knock on the door

y/ninsta: urbanwyatt leave my girl outside, and I'm putting your weed in my bra again

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dualipa: look at my wife. she a baddie isn't she? Happy anniversary boo! Wishing and hoping for many more!

jackharlow: WHY THE FUCK DO YALL INSIST ON STRESSING ME THE FUCK OUT!? WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!?

claybornharlow: my anniversary post was better smh

dualipa: claybornharlow don't get your ass beat

jackharlowsource: lmaoooo first clay and now dua. jack about to be bald by 2027

urbandjack24: one thing about ms. dua is that she's persistant lmaoo

dualipa: jackharlow and you know what this is. I call it like I see it. MY WIFE.

jackharlow: dualipa imma whoop your ass

dualipa: jackharlow I'd like to see you try

y/ninsta: CHILDREN! STOP IT! and dualipa happy anniversary!

jackharlow: y/ninsta why are you encouraging this?

y/ninsta: jackharlow I'm bored

jackharlow: y/ninsta I am literally sitting right next to you

y/ninsta: jackharlow okay? I've been staring at you all day.

jackharlow: y/ninsta correction I've been in your guts all day

urbanwyatt: NO. FULL STOP.

sza: lmaooo here they horny asses go

dualipa: y/ninsta and I wasn't invited?

jackharlow: dualipa it's almost 2023 and imma need for you to find past times that do not involve trying to get at my wife

dualipa: jackharlow I saw her first

jackharlow: dualipa I FIRST SAW HER WHEN I WAS FOURTEEN

dualipa: jackharlow I have eyes everywhere

y/ninsta: jackharlow I want you to park that big mac truck right in this little garage!

jackharlow: y/ninsta oh so now you want me?

y/ninsta: jackharlow I always do, now get your ass over here

jackharlow: 🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️

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popcrave: happy anniversary to one of our favorite couples! jackharlow and y/ninsta are celebrating five years today! 🥰

jackharlow: damn my baby fine 😍😍😍

y/ninsta: jackharlow stop it! 🙈

jackharlow: y/ninsta nope, not a chance

anitta: oh lmaoooo okay then

jackharlow: anitta you got something you want to share?

danivalentine: OH SHIT

shloob_: anitta ABORT MISSION

saweetie: let me get my popcorn

anitta: jackharlow oh you know there's plenty but I'll be quiet for now

jackharlow: anitta not today satan. stop being fucking disrespectful towards her because you've done that shit one time too many. my wife already kicked your ass once and she has no hesitations to do it again. how did them floorboards taste?

mortirolo: GOT DAMN JACK I'D NEVER THOUGHT I'D SEE THE DAY

lilnasx: OH MY FUCKING SHIT 😲

urbanwyatt: well damn

jackharlowsource: allthingsy/n GET YOUR ASS IN HERE NOW AND LOOK AT THIS

allthingsy/n: FUCKING RIGHT JACK! TELL HER!!!!!

2forwoyne: I can't fucking breathe, I'm laughing so hard 😭

druski2funny: lmaoooo I taught jackharlow well

saweetie: jackharlow READ THAT BITCH FOR FILTH! READ HER!

quiiso: well shit

jackharlow: anitta and instead of worrying about us and creating this fantasy in your mind that I want you because I definitely DO NOT, only dresses I'm taking off are on my wife's body. do me a favor and worry about how your tracks came out a little too easily when she got her hands on you. talked all that shit and was the first one on the floor.

theestallion: damn, Jack ain't playing

jackharlow: anitta and another thing, my wife has more talent in her pinky finger than you do in your entire body so I'm going to need for you to focus on that instead of how you're always going to come second place to her. she wins, you lose. bye now. have a good day.

urbanwyatt: you gotta do a mic drop after that one

y/ninsta: THAT'S MY MAN AND IMMA STICK BESIDE HIM 🥰

y/ninsta: anitta damn babes, he came for the throat huh?

yungskylark: oh my word

y/ninsta: jackharlow I knew that violence was going to rub off sooner or later but GOT DAMN YOU GOT ME HOT. PLEASE COME TAKE CARE OF THIS NEOW 😭😭😭

jackharlow: y/ninsta say less 🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️

jackharlow: and let this be a fucking lesson to yall. don't come for my wife. EVER.

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[anotheraldin]

Salaam Alaikum brother, I hope you are doing well. I wanted to ask you about a matter if this is not too private or if it doesn't trigger you (if it does, please just don't respond!). How do you deal with your health issue with regard to marriage? Being someone who also comes with two "health" issues (one aesthetically problematic, the other affecting interaction) that are not the norm, I struggle with the thought of marriage or meeting people because us people who are affected by a certain test know only Allah can lift them from us and give us shifaa, but I also am aware not everyone will be understanding and fine with it. I keep telling myself Allah will place rahma and understanding with regard to it into the heart that is meant for me. How do you deal with your own situation? Maybe you've got a perspective that can benefit me. May Allah bless you and give you shifaa.

Wa ‘Alaikum Salaam!

This def hit the feels anon and I do think about it often.

I’d say first and foremost, to be appreciative of the life you’ve been given and consider that hardships we involuntarily experience will be of benefit for us in the hereafter. This life is temporary and Allah’s Promise of what comes after death is something you truly have to internalize.

I’d say your thought and rationale are the correct one. You are as you are and the ideal person for you would have that in their heart. Allah is Kind and loves kindness so continue to make dua that is what is placed in your life. It is not a race by any means anon. It’ll happen when it happens. That does require some vulnerability of putting yourself out there in meeting people and others as that is how it comes.

As for me lol, it’s a long story. I am hopeful Allah will aid me in all things that are good for me. I would enjoy companionship and insha’Allah that comes at an ideal time. I’m thankful to be alive and have my independence at the moment nevertheless. Marriage isn’t necessarily a difficult thing to achieve but my situation isn’t too ordinary lol. Loneliness does get to me at times but I don’t think it’s one of permanence. Life has its alterations and I hope I am able to learn as well as benefit from whatever this period attempts to teach me.

[itsrxsi]

Assalamu’Alaikum,

I’ve known this person for a long time now and we would both like to get married, have our nikkah done. But there are so many hardships along the way and they’re all being placed upon my shoulders. I’m going to be 26 this year and I’m so terrified that nothing will work out in my life. Please keep me in your duaas. For Allah to make a way out for us.

Jazak’Allah Khayr.

salam my dear,

may Allah grant you your wishes and Duas and bless you with a blessed and wonderful marriage, allahuma amin. take this road as a test or a opportunity to get closer to your Lord. at the end everything will workout as Allah has destined for you. I don’t know you but I know Allah, and I also know that He will grant you with so much Rahma, blessing and love.

don’t forget Allah when He grants you your wishes one day. I will pray for you 🫶🏼

keep me also in your Duas, may Allah bless you!

[writerfarzanatutul]

Halal Love Is Always beautiful

"I'm sorry too."

"Sorry for what?"

Hadi inquired.

"Sorry for everything I said inside the car," she admitted.

"Ah, that day. You really hurt my ego. I never thought you considered me so bad," Hadi confessed, and Masooma smiled.

"I was just angry because of what you did," she explained.Then, she opened up, "Hadi, when Mama told me you didn't want me as your wife, I was broken. I fell into depression. In those dark times, I found solace and comfort with the Almighty. I prayed  Tahajjud, asking Allah that if you were better for my life and the afterlife, He should put love for me in your heart. And if not, he should erase your love from mine. I never thought Allah would fulfill my dua. Yet, the Most Merciful did. When you said you started showing interest in me, I was upset. I thought you liked me only because I had become beautiful. However, the day you saved me from that woman, risking your own life, I realized that Allah had put love for me in your heart. After all, He is Al-Wadud, the Most Loving. I also realized that I want to spend the rest of my life with you.""Hadi, let's pray two Rakahs of Salah to thank Allah since He cleared all our misconceptions about our marriage and put love in each other's hearts," she suggested.

"Sure," Hadi agreed, sealing his agreement with a kiss on her forehead. Together, they prayed, marking the beginning of a new journey. They didn't know what this journey held, but one thing was certain: with the blessings and Rahma of the Almighty, they would support each other, leading a happy and prosperous life and ensuring their afterlife flourished.