Just a reminder:
When Prophet Muhammad (sallahu alayhi wa sallam) was travelling on the road with his cousin, Al-Fadl ibn Abbas, a woman stopped him to ask him a question. The woman was very beautiful, and Al-Fadl couldn’t help but stare at her.
Seeing this, Prophet Muhammad reached out his hand and turned his cousin’s face away.
He didn’t tell the woman to cover her face.
He didn’t tell her to change her clothing.
He didn’t tell her that her appearance was too tempting or indecent.
He averted his cousin’s impolite stare.
Muhammad was a bro okay
Just a reminder:
When Prophet Muhammad (sallahu alayhi wa sallam) was travelling on the road with his cousin, Al-Fadl ibn Abbas, a woman stopped him to ask him a question. The woman was very beautiful, and Al-Fadl couldn’t help but stare at her.
Seeing this, Prophet Muhammad reached out his hand and turned his cousin’s face away.
He didn’t tell the woman to cover her face.
He didn’t tell her to change her clothing.
He didn’t tell her that her appearance was too tempting or indecent.
He averted his cousin’s impolite stare.
Muhammad was a bro okay
The Story by Mobstr
This put a smile on my face. Continuing on from Mobstr’s “Playing With The Buff Man” series, The Story tells the tale of the on going dance between the artist and the so called “Buff Man” as they both fight for control over the wall.
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The Story by Mobstr
This put a smile on my face. Continuing on from Mobstr’s “Playing With The Buff Man” series, The Story tells the tale of the on going dance between the artist and the so called “Buff Man” as they both fight for control over the wall.
(via thegeekyfashionista)
ok, so when i saw pembroke’s post about printmaker!grantaire, i knew i had to draw it bc this is actually my headcanon. like, what would a classically trained painter with a bad case of cynicism and alcoholism do to earn his bread in the 1830’s? He’d make motherfucking prints.
He’d hole himself up in his garret with a stack of copperplates when the world would become too much. He’d find peace and serenity in the simplicity of trying to ink the perfect plate, gently wiping its surface over and over with tarpaulin, palm or forearm until satisfied. He’d find a quiet satisfaction in the physicality of the labor, cranking the heavy wheel of the press, or chiseling and filing away at the rough edges of a fresh plate. There would be the subtle element danger for him too, in the acid used to etch the plates and the rosin to tint them, and various chemicals used in the shop. He’d find companionship in chattering away for hours with his fellow printers.
The pleasure and distraction of a bustling print shop would allow him to forget, if only for a while, the fiery gaze of blue eyes, the disdainful toss of a gold crowned head, that passionate soul that threatened to consume his own.
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Robert Plant, tambourine man
I love the roses in his jeans.
I love his smile and his missing tooth
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