sabre x

Why do people feel so insulted when you try to correct them?? They ask ‘why do you care’ or 'unfollow me’ or 'only Allah can judge me so shut up’. Seriously? It is Allah’s judgment that you must be scared for. And are we not one ummah? You think I warn you to insult you? Ain’t nobody got time for that thank you. Everytime this happens and I can’t have sabr anymore I think of this ayah.. and subhan Allah how true this is!

‎إِنَّكَ لَا تَهْدِي مَنْ أَحْبَبْتَ وَلَٰكِنَّ اللَّهَ يَهْدِي مَنْ يَشَاءُ ۚ وَهُوَ أَعْلَمُ بِالْمُهْتَدِينَ

Indeed, [O Muhammad], you do not guide whom you like, but Allah guides whom He wills. And He is most knowing of the [rightly] guided.

Making an Effort (Zack Sabre Jr. x Reader)

Originally posted by thearchitectwwe

You’re rounding the corner just as you hear Zack say, “Yeah, but you’d never catch (Y/N) in a dress.”

You stop when you hear your name, and turn slowly. Zack has his back turned to you as he speaks with Marty and Adam. The former of the two sees you, but doesn’t let on. “What do you mean by that, mate?” Marty eggs him on mischievously, his lips pressed together tight.

“Yeah I mean, (Y/N)’s way hot. Would totally hit that,” Adam says incredulously.

“You’d shag a chair if it had tits,” Zack retorts, rolling his eyes. “I’m just saying lads, I like my women a little more feminine. I’ve never seen (Y/N) dress up or do her face. It’s always tank tops, hoodies, and sweatpants.” He laughs. “She’s a lovely person, but unless she makes some sort of effort she’s not about to take anyone’s breath away.”

“How will I ever go on,” you drawl loudly. All three men look towards you, Marty smirking, Adam sheepish, and Zack not even a little bit ashamed. “You have a hell of a lot of nerve, Sabre.”

Surprised, but unrepentant, Zack stands his ground. “Don’t be cross. It’s not more than an observation. Constructive criticism, if you will.”

You slap your hand on your chest in mockery. “Gosh, thank you so much, I really wanted to improve myself so that little ol’ me could attract someone as handsome and sharp-eyed as you. No wait, you know what? “Fuck you,” you tell the cocky Englishman, baring your teeth at him as you walk off, Marty and Adam’s laughter ringing in your ears.

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Both born and raised in New England, Eichel and Hanifin first played against each other when they were about 10 or 11. They were teammates at USA Hockey’s National Development Program in Ann Arbor, Michigan, and on 2015’s world junior team. But with Eichel at Boston University and Hanifin at Boston College, they faced off against each other again as part of a cracking college hockey rivalry. “Noah brings out the best in me,” Eichel said at the draft combine. “He’s a good friend of mine and it’s great competition playing against him.”