above heaven

‘He is the one who knows everything in the seven heavens and the seven earths and whatever is between them and whatever is beneath the ground and whatever is in the depths of the oceans. Who knows the place where every hair grows, where every tree is, each leaf that falls, the number of stones there are, the number of grains of sand there are, the amount of soil, the weight of the mountains, all of the actions of the servants (and the traces they leave behind) and their speech and every breath they take. He knows everything - nothing is hidden from Him - whilst He is upon the throne above the seven heavens. He the perfect and Most High’. He knows whatever was, whatever is and whatever will be before it occurs and He knows the true and hidden reality of everything. He knows whatever is not going to be and how it would be (if it were to exist) and He has always been the all knowing, perfect in His knowledge.
—  Imam Ahmed رحمه الله , Rad-alal-Jahmiyyah
Don’t you cry tonight
I still love you baby
Don’t you cry tonight
Don’t you cry tonight
There’s a heaven above you baby
And don’t you cry tonight
—  Guns N’ Roses - Don’t Cry
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WOW. WELL IF THIS BE DOOMSDAY, I’LL DIE A HELLUVA HAPPY FELLOW‼️

SPIKEY BELMONT HAS LANDED ON EARTH AFTER DESCENDING FROM THE HEAVENS ABOVE TO BLESS THIS WORLD WITH THAT UNCANNY VOICE-ACTING TALENT! Any additional words would simply fall beside the awesome portent of that staggering phrase!

That man, I swear to Galactus is one super guy. Thanks for surprising me with such a fun audio file! My pearly whites haven’t seen this much light since the 90′s!

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Don’t Say Anything (part 2)

Summary: You finally decide to tell Bucky that you’ve been in love with him since the day you met but what happens when you walk in on him with a girl? And not just any girl; Natasha.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Angst my friends, sadness

A/N: Here’s part twooooooo! Enjoy! Also, who has my notifications on? I’m curious.


You run back to your room, hoping that Wanda had left so that she wouldn’t see you about to break down. You thank the heavens above when she’s nowhere inside your room and lock the door, throwing yourself on your bed. You bury your face into your pillow and let out a sob. Then another. And another. You can’t remember the last time you’ve cried so hard.

Of course he’s With Natasha. Beautiful, skilled, badass Natasha. You were just his friend. Why did you think you could ever be more than a friend to Bucky?

You couldn’t believe what you just saw only moments ago. It was all so surreal. How did you not know about the two of them? How did you not catch on? Were you really that oblivious?

The image of Natasha and Bucky making out on his bed appears in your mind and you squeeze your eyes shut, crying some more. You should have made a move a long time ago. Maybe then everything would be different.

What are you thinking? Of course it wouldn’t. He’d still choose Natasha no matter what. Why would he chose a 1 over a 10? You’ve always felt like you weren’t good enough. Growing up, you were always someone’s second choice and if not - Third.

You thought Bucky liked you back. At least a little bit. He’d always take you out for milkshakes or lunch - sometimes dinner. The two of you would be cooped up in his room with blankets and pillows watching Disney movies and singing along to every song. He’d always remind you how beautiful you looked (even if you just woke up and you looked like a zombie raccoon). Was that him just being a good friend?

Of course it was. He could never like you more than just a friend.

You had to get over him and fast. He’s happy with Natasha and you don’t want to ruin that. All you’ve ever wanted was for him to be happy. He deserves to be happy. So, you decide to distance yourself from him in hopes that the crush goes away.

You hope it goes away.


The next day you walk into the kitchen, eyes burning from crying the night before. Everyone was in the kitchen, getting ready for the day while you decided on being a log and staying in your room.

“You look like trash.” Sam comments and you glare at him.

“Shut up, she looks beautiful.” Bucky comes over, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and kissing your temple.

You take a sneak look at Nat before shrugging his arm off of you, continuing to walk over to the fridge. You pull out the milk, grab a bowl and open the pantry, scanning for the cereal that you wanted. It took a minute but you saw it and it was pushed back on the shelf. What kind of sick monster does that?

With a huff you get on your tip toes, trying to reach for the box but fail miserably. Suddenly, a hand wraps itself around your waist and you gasp, seeing Bucky smiling at you. He reaches up and grabs the box before handing it to you.

“Saw you having some trouble, doll, thought I’d be your knight in shining armor.” he says with a wink. You fight the urge to smile. Why was he so damn cute? What kind of sorcery was this?

“Thanks.” you murmur, turning away and making your cereal. You don’t see the confusion on Bucky’s face. You’d usually say something silly back but you couldn’t. Not while knowing that him and Natasha were a thing.

“Baby doll,” Bucky says softly, coming up next to you. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong.” you shrug, pouring your cereal in then the milk.

“Well did I do something to upset you?” yes. “You’re acting different.”

You sigh. “I just don’t feel good today, Buck.”

“Is there anything I can-”

“Hey guys.” Nat smiled.

“Hey Nat.” Bucky responds. You grab a spoon and put it in your bowl after putting everything away.

“Y/N, how’d it go with the guy that you like? Wanda told me you went to tell him that you like him yesterday.” she smiled, bringing her cup of coffee to her lips.

Bucky looks over at you. “You like someone?”

“More like she’s in love with this guy. I’ve never seen her so smitten before.” Natasha chuckled.

Bucky’s jaw clenched. Was he.. Jealous? No, he couldn’t be. He had no reason to be. He was with Natasha for Pete’s sake! You brush it off as the little hope you were hanging onto.

“ Uh.. Yeah I went to tell him that I like him but it turns out he only sees me as a friend and he has a girlfriend. I guess I’ve been misinterpreting his kind gestures this whole time.” you respond, picking your bowl up.

“What an asshole.” she huffed. “Tell me who he is so I can kick his ass. Maybe that’ll knock some sense into him.”

You tuck your hair behind your ear. Little does she know that the ‘asshole’ is standing right in front of her. “No it’s fine. I was stupid to think he’d like someone like me.”

“You’re crazy.” Bucky spoke. “Anyone would be lucky to have you. That guy doesn’t know what he’s missing.”

That guy is you.

You give him a small smile before sighing. “It’s whatever.”

“What are you doing today?” the red head asks.

“Nothing. Just gonna stay in my room and watch movies.” you shrug.

“What? No! Please tell me you’re not gonna sulk over this guy.” Bucky says. “He’s an idiot!”

You take a bite of your cereal.

“Go take a shower, get dressed and I’ll take you to Coney Island or something. Maybe the zoo? I know how much you love animals.” he adds.

You shake your head. “Bucky no.”

“Bucky yes.” he smiled. “Go on, get ready.” you stare at him, giving him your best puppy dog face and he chuckles. “That’s not gonna work this time. Go.”

You groan, dragging yourself to your room while shoveling cereal in your mouth. So much for distancing yourself.


A/N: Here you goooooo. Tell me what ya think!

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Physical Therapy

Characters: Dean Winchester, Reader (Y/N), Cara (OFC)

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Summary: Dean hurts himself and takes on physical therapy where he meets the Reader.

Warnings: AU, Fluff.

Word Count: 2K-ish

Author’s Note: Hey guys! This is my entry for @dancingalone21‘s challenge- “Lau’s AU Funny Quite Challenge”. My quote is bolded in the fic. I just want to say I am soooo damn sorry for being late on this. I’ve been having a hectic life lately. I’m sorry for the lateness of this fic. I hope you guys like it nonetheless. Feedback is greatly appreciated. Enjoy! *hides face*

**Special thanks to Ree @neversatisfiedgirl for taking the time to beta this for me. You really are a life saver, Ree. Thank you**



Physical Therapy

I didn’t think my life would get so interesting…so fast. I had woken up at approximately 4:30am, thanking the heavens above that it was Friday. It had been a long and stressful week and the weekend couldn’t get here fast enough.

But alas, I was here. And I couldn’t be happier.

The morning went as per usual. I got my Starbucks, drove to work an hour early, so I waited in the parking lot, sipping on my venti Double Chocolate Chip Frap. It was a peaceful morning…until a slightly harsh tap against my window stopped it abruptly.

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Get to know me meme: Spanish movies

3 metros sobre el cielo (2010) - Fernando González Molina

And suddenly it happens. Something clicks. And you know that things are going to change. They’ve changed already”

Me on March 15th 2017: 11:56 PM

MAYBE I’M FOOLISH, MAYBE I’M BLIND
THINKING I CAN SEE THROUGH THIS AND SEE WHAT’S BEHIND
GOT NO WAY TO PROVE IT SO MAYBE I’M LYING
BUT I’M ONLY HUMAN AFTER ALL, I’M ONLY HUMAN AFTER ALL
DON’T PUT YOUR BLAME ON ME, DON’T PUT YOUR BLAME ON ME
TAKE A LOOK IN THE MIRROR AND WHAT DO YOU SEE
DO YOU SEE IT CLEARER OR ARE YOU DECEIVED, IN WHAT YOU BELIEVE
‘CAUSE I’M ONLY HUMAN AFTER ALL, YOU’RE ONLY HUMAN AFTER ALL
DON’T PUT THE BLAME ON ME
DON’T PUT YOUR BLAME ON ME
SOME PEOPLE GOT THE REAL PROBLEMS
SOME PEOPLE THINK I CAN SOLVE THEM
LORD HEAVENS ABOVE
I’M ONLY HUMAN AFTER ALL, I’M ONLY HUMAN AFTER ALL
DON’T PUT THE BLAME ON ME
DON’T PUT THE BLAME ON ME

The Holy Ground.

The disciples and monks, holy men and women. Walked corridors of gold, bronze and amongst the most revered of artefacts. Incense drifted above, smoke wavered through the lanterns that followed the walls. The high Sanctuary in he mountains, a most sacred of holy places. Kamar-Taj

But a poison was making its way here, tainted by creatures beyond the concept of time, beyond death. The mountains and the blistering winds granted safe refuge from the darkness that lay beyond them. But this was something they had not expected.

Smoke froze, dead in the air and the flames flickered through the illuminated hallways. A growing dread, a cold grip tugged ever so slightly at their spines. A clawed hand that grasped the building like a child would enclose theirs around a moth, refusing its freedom. The air felt heavy, tension had seeped into tranquillity.

There was a stir in the wind. Heads looked to the heavens above, blurred and wavered, the flags turned and flared now dancing to a different tune.

The Heed of Nature rang, something foul was approaching, rotting, something not of this place. Not anymore.

A foulness that Nature herself chose didn’t belong.

And the cries of the Mountains could be heard, carried on the winds, in their defeat and despair

‘Hurry, Hurry, HE IS COMING’…

The gates were sealed. But would it be enough to stop the entity that staggered ever closer? A creature not even nature could stop.

The wind fell calm, a silence, eerie, desolate. The sun had long set and the sanctuary was stained in darkness.

an enormous bang echoed through the temple. 
 and again..

        and again….

Bodies trembled at the sound, young and old eyes looked to the door. 

At the base, black worm-like creatures crawled from beneath, losing form and spilling out into a pool of tar, but came no further. 

Trills and clicks soon filled the silence. The door now bled ink from its grain, groaning under the touch of what ever was on the other-side.

“BEGONE DEMON, THIS IS SACRED GROUND” the Elder announced.

The noises stopped, the residents looked around, at each other to find something that resembled an explanation. Looking at the door in rattling anticipation of what was to come.

 In that brief moment they thought it had left. 

Black slime materialised from with in the gate. Forming into limbs and a dark mass, its shape looked to be that of a tall man, gaunt and fatigued, features sharp but unrefined, something was hiding underneath this cruel and barbaric visage. The feathered mantle on his shoulders rustled. The being had literally travelled through the gate’s timber foundations without so much as opening it. 

Pale eyes stared off at the Elder. with an unnatural hue of amber.

“…. D̻̥̩͠e̥m̻̖ͅo̳̬̰̺̤̞ṇ͢?̹̫̖͍̪̞̥”

Even here, after all he had done.

“No….It can not be. Stephen?”

His body convulsed at the name. But- oh, the voices…his masters, his eyes rolling into the back of his skull. Oh such sweet words they were saying, it make him tremble with ecstasy. 

But it was short-lived, he was suddenly reminded of the humans before him.

All he had sacrificed for them. They could not see, could not understand, they refused and now run from him, can not even look upon him without being reduced to fear. 

Even here of all places, from where his past life began. He thought they could understand. But it was not to be. They are like the rest of them.

 But the visions and oh…the stench of power, it tempted him too much…. he needed it. Needed it ALL.

The old sorcerer removed his hand from beneath the cloak, gnarled and clawed, it was. But scars remained from the life-changing incident that had all but been forgotten. He grasped the robes before peeling the fabric back, revealing the work of his masters.

The living abyss he had become stared into the very souls of the creatures before him, in the wake of the world’s shameless demands.

He would extract it. everything…anything that his masters defined as ‘Light’

including Life. the soul…the very essence of what is. 

Black tendrils lashed out at speed, pulling, constricting, breaking, draining the bodies they found in their path. 

The Creature’s form darkened, featureless in the back-light of the gate as it swung open in force. A whirl wind of wind and snow ushered past the black silhouette. But the monks only saw the abyss standing there and it stared back at them in relentless hunger.

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Then Ask Me. (Sebastian Smythe Imagine)

Request: Hiiii! Could I please request a Sebastian Smythe x Reader where someone is flirting with y/n and Sebastian gets jealous?? Lots of fluff, please! Thanks!

I haven’t written a Sebastian Smythe imagine is so long… Please bare with me if this isn’t up to par with some of my older work. 

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

I hope you enjoy!

Originally posted by the-flash-world

Although he thought his jealousy was undetectable, Sebastian clenched his jaw, letting it be known to those who paid attention to detail. He watched as you laugh at something Kurt had said at the Glee Club party that Blaine invited him to, as a sign of good friendship. He remembered the first time he laid eyes on you. You were performing with the Glee Club and he was instantly taken, but he didn’t act on it for he was confused about his feelings. 

But seeing you again, after asking for a sign from the heavens above, he knew that he had this second chance. But before he could even swoop you into a conversation, Sam and Kurt decided to crowd you. Sebastian knew that Kurt posed no threat, whatsoever, but it was Sam that worried him. Blonde, tall, handsome, he was sure that you were taken with him already. 

Sebastian didn’t know that Sam didn’t catch your eye. You knew of Sebastian Smythe, notorious for attempting to ruin the Glee Club before you joined. You didn’t know that he was the most handsome fellow that you’ll ever put your eyes on. Your heart nearly jumped out of your chest when you saw, from the corner of your eye, that he was making his way over. But Kurt and Sam interrupted your fairytale moment. 

Then Artie wheeled in. “Hey, (Y/N).” Artie waved. “You did really great at rehearsals today. You should’ve tried out for the lead in the musical.” 

You blushed at the compliment and muttered a quiet thank you. Sebastian, who was out of earshot, quickly noticed your bashfulness and steam fumed from his ears. Artie, of all the guys in your club, was the one that you were interested in? He decided to situate himself closer so that he could listen into your conversation.

“No, seriously, (Y/N). Rachel’s voice is something we’ve heard time and time again. You have an amazing voice. You should fight Rachel for the role with a Diva Off.” Artie rambled on.

Sam and Kurt both agreed saying that you can definitely dethrone the Rachel Berry. You shrugged, “I mean, I’m not Rachel ready to perform. She’s always on-key and she’s a great dancer.” Kurt snorted at your compliment. 

“You, my friend, are too kind. That’s probably why you’ve never been slushied.” Kurt laughed. You offered a small smile. 

“It’s either you’re too nice or you’re too hot.” Sam said, bluntly. Sebastian rolled his eyes. “My vote is you’re too hot.” Your expression contorted itself to a uneasy look. You’ve gotten ‘pretty’ and ‘beautiful’ as compliments, and those were appropriate words… But the term ‘hot’ just made you roll your shoulders back to suggest for him to not say that. 

“If you want vocal lessons, I can totally help. Not that you need it, your hot and your voice is amazing.” You bit your lip, not finding the correct words to tell them to stop. “You can go to my house and-”

He squeezed himself into your small circle and blurted out. “She can’t. She has vocal lessons with me.” You gave Sebastian a strange look, making him wink- almost inaudibly encouraging you to play along. “Why do you think her voice is so beautiful? Like she is.” 

“Really, Sebastian, (Y/N)?” All three of them asked. 

You nodded. “Hey, (Y/N), can I talk to you about our scheduling. I have lacrosse practice on our usual days this week.” Sebastian said, cocking his head to the side, telling you to follow him that way. You got up and said your goodbyes. “I’m sorry I butted in like that. I saw how uncomfortable you looked when they were calling you hot….” 

“You didn’t have to save me. You aren’t the Flash or anything.” You laughed. 

“I was actually going to call you my girlfriend, but I thought that since we don’t know each other for that long, it wouldn’t be as convincing. So I thought that I’d say I was your tutor for singing, not that you need it. But um-” 

“You talk a mile a minute.” You laughed. A comfortable silence fell upon you two. “Was there something you wanted to ask me?”

“I was going to ask you out on a date… But I think I’ve already blew my chances. Good night, (Y/N).” Sebastian nodded, embarrassed at his rambling. 

He started to walk off but you grabbed his arm. “Then Ask Me.” You whispered.