setting fire to your house

The Signs As Shit My Friends Have Said

Aries: “Well you are a stereotypical bisexual.”

Taurus: “I’ve decided Hobby Lobby isn’t the place for me.”

Gemini: “It’s a good booty I suppose.”

Cancer: *sees a spider* “SET YOUR HOUSE ON FIRE IT’S THE ONLY WAY”

Leo: “…Someone in what looks like a bear suit keeps coming up to me and sending me sad faces.”

Virgo: “and that was the year I got really into yo-yo’s and shit.”

Libra: “I wish it was socially acceptable to just kick the shit out of someone for no reason.”

Scorpio: “My two favorite things: chocolate and violence.”

Sagittarius: “A lot a LOT of bible stuff but no Webkinz.”

Capricorn: “It’s like alphabet soup, but with death.”

Aquarius: “You bitches around?”

Pisces: “I want a box of vodka…”

Your aspect has two cows

Well, this isn’t the “title test” I was talking about before, but it’s about time I posted something, probably.

Space: There are two cows. You frolick with them in the wilderness. The three of you find the most fascinating plants and butterflies. Soon there will be a baby cow!

Time: You have two cows. In 150 years, nobody will remember who you were or how many cows you had. Not even your great-grandchildren. That’s just the way things are.

Rage: You are hiding under your kitchen table from a thing with horns and cloven hooves. It can only be a demon. Pure horror pulses through your veins when you realize there’s more than one.

Hope: You have two cows. If you took their barn apart, you’d have enough wood to build a ship. If your ship was on the coast, you could take it sailing. If you went sailing, there might be pirates. You’d better practice swordfighting.

Mind: You have two cows. The fluffy cow doesn’t know you know she knows the spotted cow suspects the fluffy cow heard the spotted cow confiding in you what she thought she overheard the fluffy cow pretended to mutter in her sleep. Just as planned.

Heart: You have two cows. You can tell them apart at a distance by how they moo. You’re not supposed to give them names. You do it anyway.

Blood: You have two enormous bulls. They fight to the death. You butcher the loser and set your house on fire to cook some hamburgers. You are screaming the entire time.

Breath: You have two cows. The chickens recruit one of them to be an umpire for their baseball game. The other goes into stand-up comedy telling really cheesy puns. You learn how to whistle.

Light: You’ve been asked to run a three million acre dairy farm in France. You’re a world-class cheese taster and helicopter pilot with a PhD in chemical engineering. This is the moment you’ve been waiting for.

Void: You have two huge, awkward beasts of burden with multiple stomachs and overproductive mammary glands. They poop absolutely everywhere.

Life: You have two cows. You herd them into the barn for the night, eat some macaroni and cheese, and watch TV before bed – the same thing you do every day.

Doom: You try desperately to explain to your cows that none of this is real and you need to leave the farm before this story ends and the three of you cease to exist. They don’t understand a word. It’s too late now anyway.

Pissing Off the Mikaelson Bros

Okay, but like imagine you’re a witch and you piss off the Mikaelson brothers (you made their sunlight rings not work because you felt like it and you’re a bitch) and none of them are invited into your house and it’s the middle of the night when they’re finally able to get to your house without catching fire on the way.

So like Klaus is pissed because he gets mad at everything, so is Kol. Elijah’s just ticked off because he wanted to go see Hayley but you made it nearly impossible. So it’s the middle of the night and you’re fast asleep in your room and since they can’t get in because they haven’t been invited, they’re standing outside you’re bedroom window throwing rocks at the glass.
So when you don’t answer, they start to get even angrier because they think you’re ignoring them, so Klaus starts threatening to set your house on fire, but there’s still no response.

Then Klaus is like, “I’m serious (y/n), we will set you’re house on fire and since we’re not invited in, we can’t save you.” So like you still don’t answer and Klaus is like beyond angry because he’s mad that his scary threat didn’t get a reaction out of you.

So then after a while, Elijah is like, “I think she’s asleep.”

And Klaus goes, “She’s not asleep, we’ve been making a raucous.”

And Elijah says, “Listen.”

And all three of them become quiet and sure enough, you’re heartbeat and breathing are slow and steady.

“That’s impossible,” Kol says. “Nik has been loud enough to wake up the whole city.”

“(Y/N)!!!!!!!” Klaus shouts and all three of them are silent listening for any indication that you’re awake but they get none.

So then they just start having a competition on who can wake you up. Like Klaus gets a bullhorn and keeps shouting and Elijah gets an ambulance to come down the street and Kol even sets off some fireworks, but you never wake up. The whole street however, does.

The Diary

“What’s this?” you hear from behind you as Reid continues to go through the boxes you were currently unpacking. Moving in together had been an important and exciting decision after months of dating. So there you were, joining your lives together even more and making Reid’s apartment look like the home you had always imagined it would be. Turning around at his question, your eyes widen and you rush to where he’s standing, reaching for the object in his hands but the genius moved faster and put it behind his back, a smile growing on his face.

“Reid, give me that.” you warned as you tried to get the green, small, leathered book you didn’t hide properly. Your boyfriend, however, had other ideas. His back turned and he opens the journal, giggling immediately.

“Dear diary,” he reads. “we saved 6 lives today. Garcia wanted to celebrate so her, me, Morgan, Reid and Prentiss went out. A drunk Garcia is something I’ll never get tired of seeing, even when she pukes on Morgan’s shoes.” the memory elicits a laugh from the young man as he flips through the next pages.

“Reid, I’m serious. Give me that.” he was standing in the front of the room now, avoiding your protests and chuckling as he kept reading.

“November 9th, Rossi had the team over for dinner and taught me some new recipes. He doesn’t know that when he left me alone in the kitchen I almost set the house on fire, but I’m working on my skills.”

“If you don’t give me that I’ll set this house on fire, I’m not kidding.” your face had softened now, the anger slowly slipping out of you and embarrassment replacing it. He was going back and forth with the book and you had given up now, even joining him in laughter as he recounted many of your adventures and happiest moments.

“March 10th. I met someone.” Oh no. Your body froze and you sat up from your place on the couch, heading towards your boyfriend again but his height proved to be your disadvantage once more as he held the book high above you and continued reading. “This was the day you joined the team.”

“Spence, please.” he had wrapped his free arm around your waist while you still tried to get your book back.

“I met seven people, actually. I joined the BAU today and I don’t think I’ve ever been this frightened. The team leader, Agent Hotchner seems intimidating and extremely private, but when he smiles he seems like a warm presence to be around. I’ve been a fan of David Rossi for the longest time and getting to work with him sounds exciting. Agent Jareau is as pretty in real life as she is on television and Agent Prentiss exudes safety, like you know you’re in good hands with her. Agent Morgan is a flirt, I was a little surprised at his instant friendliness but it was a good surprise. The tech analyst, Penelope Garcia, is by far the coolest person I’ve ever met. I need to talk to her more. And then… there’s him.”

Reid turned to you with your favorite kind of smile of his. It was small, a faint movement of lips easily dismissed by anyone who wasn’t really looking, but carried with emotion in his eyes. You could swear someone had put the stars in them whenever you looked into them.

“Doctor Spencer Reid, hates handshakes and stares a little too long at people (or maybe that was just my imagination). He talks a lot and though the team drifted off into other tasks while so, I couldn’t help but listen to every word coming out of his lips. He has the kind of voice you just can’t stop listening to. Besides his impressive IQ, his doctorates and other skills, he’s incredibly handsome, the kind of handsome that leaves you speechless. I know I was. There’s something really special about him, not his looks or his intellectual, but something that draws you with force. He feels familiar, like I’ve known him all my life. He feels like home.”

Expecting another set of laughs from Reid, you were surprised to find him in silence, going through your words once more until his eyes fell back on you. There it was, the look on his face. Love. The look that made you feel like the luckiest person in the whole wide world. He pulled you in and crashed his lips into yours in a gentle yet passionate manner. It was like that with Reid, even the simplest and smallest moments and gestures were filled with an incredible amount of meaning and passion.

“I can’t believe you thought that of me when you first met me,” he mumbled with a smile. “Most people think I’m weird and not worth a second thought.”

You shook your head. “I think I just knew. I knew that someday, not too long from that moment… I knew you’d become my world. You’ve remained as such ever since.”

After a couple of minutes in each other’s embrace and a few more kisses, you went back to unpacking your boxes, but not before hearing Reid chuckling and sitting back down.

“August 6th, Reid and I had sex in Rossi’s office — oh I am definitely reading this one.”

248, 303, 310, 348 with charles xavier

hi guys, i’m so sorry i haven’t been doing all the drabbles you guys have sent me, i’ve been having a hard time at home theyre still open btw guys love u x

Originally posted by pr0paganda

(For this Charles isn’t in his wheelchair)

No.” Charles voice was firm, startling you. “You’re staying here, Y/N.”

“But-But-But.” You wanted to join the x men on a mission, one that was dangerous. Plus you believed your mutation could help them out tons. “Charles do I need to remind you that I can see and walk through objects, and control things with my mind? You guys need me on this mission!” You yelled angrily.

“My god. Y/N just drop it, you’re not going. And that’s final.” Charles said, turning to leave the room.

You growled, done being treated like a child. You focused your eyes on the rug your boyfriend was walking on, pulling it from under him. Charles fell with a humph.

“Y/N! What the hell was that for?” He growled, standing up and walking towards you.

“I’m not a child, I’m going with you Charles. And you can’t stop me.”

“I’m not gonna let you get yourself killed!” He screamed, his breath hitting your flushed cheeks.

“I’m strong enough to fight!”

Charles laughed bitterly. “No you’re not. You can barely control your mutation. In fact if anything you let your emotions control your mutation. Do I need to remind you why the hell you came to this school in the first place? You set your parents’ house on fire!”

“Technically it wasn’t on fire.” You shot back.

“Of course it wasn’t on fire! You completely blew it up!” Charles threw his hands in the air, voice raw from arguing for so long.

“I’ve come a hell of a way since then, I deserve a chance. I deserve to help.” You didn’t back down, not breaking your intense gaze.

His eyes softened and he looked at you sadly. “My love… just.. please stay.” His voice was no higher than a whisper.

“Why won’t you let me go? Why won’t you give me a chance.”

“Because I’m scared. I’m scared ill lose you. And you’re all I have, all I want and I can’t lose you.”

I don’t want u guys to get the wrong impression here and start thinking that I’m a weak bitch with feelings and emotions or whatever but sometimes I think about how last year I was really trying to avoid labelling myself as a lesbian and was really unsure and put off changing my bio description and everything for ages and how now I pretty much call myself a lesbian every 5 minutes and it’s like my favourite word and idk it just makes me happy to think about

Ryan’s ridiculous snap threats in the latest Criminal Masterminds video were perfect. Sure, when he’s out and about as the Vagabond he is all calculated menace and chilling intention, the Mercenary does not make empty threats, but Ryan? Sitting in the car getting cut off in traffic, off-site listening to his crew being disrespected over the comms, unreasonably affronted in the face of yet another missing meal in his take-out order, Ryan?

He spits ludicrous, impractical, completely disproportionate threats as easily as breathing; a wide variety of almost childishly extreme declarations, though his clear go-to is almost always some variation of i’ll set your house on fire. It’s been hissed and shouted, furiously snarled like a promise and crankily muttered under his breath like a particularly murderous gremlin. Ryan’s said it at couriers and telemarketers, to contract killers and unfortunately placed stop signs, about television screens, errant traffic lights and literally anyone he’s not allowed to directly punish for insulting a member of the FAHC.

It’s the kind of threat that, while undeniably terrifying from the infamous Vagabond, would be silly hyperbole from anyone with less blood on their hands. The kind of threat that keeps the rest of the crew in stitches, snorting laughter and rolling their eyes, fond exasperation in the face of what is essentially the sulky tantrum of a disgruntled mercenary. The kind of threat one says just to say it, stress relief and dark fantasy, nasty little dreams Ryan has no intention of actually following through on. Except for when he does.

anonymous asked:

What's everyone's favorite alcoholic drinks?

As it happens, we have some untested cocktail recipes for the cast:

Asra - St Germain, tequila, blue curaçao,  lime juice, hibiscus syrup (serve in a champagne flute or martini glass, garnished with a wildflower or tiny umbrella)

Julian - whiskey, Kahlua, Grand Marnier, lemon juice (serve in a highball glass)

Nadia - Chambord, white wine, seltzer (serve in a wine glass, chilled or on the rocks)

Portia - beer & apple cider with a shot of rum (serve in a lowball glass)

Muriel - Baileys, butterscotch schnapps, hot chocolate (serve warm, in your coziest mug)

Lucio - Jägermeister & Goldschläger topped with overproof rum (serve as a flaming shot)

Please drink responsibly and don’t set your house on fire

bmc cast as things i used to say in my old messenger chats
  • Jeremy: and i'll name it the farmville mountain chicken
  • Michael: doubleadventuretimedouble
  • Squip: I"LL RESET THE WORLDS TIMELINES WILL MALFUNCTION THE WORLD WILL BE DESTROYED
  • Christine: ๐Ÿ”’๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ”“๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ’จ๐ŸŽฉ๐Ÿ‘”๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿ’„๐Ÿ’‡๐ŸŽต๐Ÿ’€ ๐Ÿ‘ซ (๐Ÿ˜ˆ )โž–๐Ÿ‘งโž•๐Ÿ‘จโžก๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ช๐ŸŽถ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ”ซ ๐ŸŽต๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ”ช ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท๐ŸŽถ๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ‘ธ๐Ÿ”œ๐Ÿ’˜๐ŸŽต๐Ÿ‘ซ๐Ÿ’‘๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ’ญโค๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฆโŒ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ”ซ๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ’ฃ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ช๐Ÿ”ช๐Ÿ”ซ๐Ÿ”ซ๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ˜ง๐Ÿ˜ซ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽต๐Ÿ‘ฎ๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜ฐ๐Ÿ˜ซโญ๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒŠ๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ‘ซ๐Ÿ‘ฐ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ’ค๐Ÿ‘ผ๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ธ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท๐ŸŽต๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท๐ŸŽต๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท๐ŸŽต๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ”š
  • Chloe: do u see some other girl who is not u go near ur crush and just go ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ”ช๐Ÿ”ช๐Ÿ‘€
  • Brooke: i havent slept in 10 days and all i've eaten is ice cream XD jk
  • Jake: i will smash ur head with a foursquare ball when i see u at school
  • Rich: ily can i set your house on fire
  • Jenna: im telling mom
๐Ÿ”ฅFirst Steps To Pyrokinesis๐Ÿ”ฅ

Originally posted by amethystnymph

Pyrokinesis is the psychic ability to manipulate and speed up the atomic state to the point of combustion. One usually begins manipulating a candle’s flame. In more advanced practices one can extinguish a candle flame or reignite a flame that has went out. Pyrokinesis is a branch of psychokinesis.



•FOCUS 🔥

I don’t know about you but I never have the time to meditate and I’m fidgeter so it’s hard to do nothing. If you like meditating however or your perfectly fine with doing it, I recommend doing it before you start. But if your like me and meditating isn’t your thing I find that it’s very easy for me to slip into a trance where I’m just a blank slate. To do that I just stare into space as I feel myself just drifting away (you can do it with your eyes open or closed ) and remember to start your breathing at first then it will become consistent. And that’s usually it. You’ll now hen you’re doing it when you feel floaty and absent.

Note: before this I recommend listening to calming music or music that makes you feel up for anything (for me it’s Rhiannon by Fleetwood Mac.. it gives me witchy feels)

•CONCENTRATION 🔥

(This means the same thing as focus??) Okay now that the boring (but necessary!) Part is over you can now light your fire. I find it best to work with small controlled flames (not that any of you would set your house on fire or something… please don’t) Matches and candles are best. I find matches burn too quickly, though. Candles in jars are fine too but for me it worked a little better with open flames. Next, connect yourself and the flame, stare into it for a while. Feel it’s energy. (Are you feeling it Mr.Krabs?) This may take a while but it helps hugely to feel comfortable and connected with your flame. Don’t put strain on yourself, the point is to concentrate without much thoguht or effort. This is optional but try holding your hand a little above the flame (not too long to burn yourself though. You’re not the ruler of the Fire Nation, buddy) Feeling the flame’s heat and energy helps you concentrate better on the element of fire.

Remember it’s all about connection.


• VISUALIZATION 🔥

Okay, real business now.

Get your source of flame an light it (duh). Try to close you eyes and vividly see the flame, feel the energy.

Now after all of the above (and I do mean all of the above!) Attempt to move the flame with your energy and imagine it moving in the ways you want (flicker, up, down, side to side) You are definitely not gonna success over night (unless you are an amazing natural at it, and in that case, congrats!) so keep practicing and please do not get discouraged, have absolute faith in yourself.

Pay attention cuz things are gonna get wordy.

If you are a beginner I strongly recommend  you try to do the ‘dancing flame exercise’ which is basically making the flame move.

After you’ve completed the beginning first steps now you are ready to move up.

Extinguishing your flame (like how I demonstarted (i cant fucking spell, sorry) in the video on my blog. Like the beginner step you are NOT going to get this over night, probably not even in a week. It took me months and literally a million tries  to actually do this. Not to mention doing this takes a lot more power and concentration.

Anywhoo, the method I did for extinguishing is;

Really it’s basically just what I explained, the only thing different is that you’re going to have to imagine and give energy to the flame extinguishing. Fire can’t thrive without oxygen so I concentrated on the energy (or air around it) closing in on the flame and the flame slowly dying out.

The next step after you complete beginner and intermediate is advanced and that’s re-igniting the flame. which I have yet to do.


•ADDITIONAL QUESTIONS AND TIPS 🔥

But first;

Consistent practice, meditation techniques  and concentration can achieve pyrokinesis, controlling energy and your mind is kind of a must for this.

Also don’t do anything stupid. Fire is still extremely dangerous so never leave it unattended and blah blah blah, I’m trusting you know fire safety. If you don’t I strongly suggest you go learn some before attempting anything. I’m serious.

Onto questions!

How exactly do I put my energy into the flame?

It’s easy, visualize yourself surrounded by energy, I imagine my energy as gold or blue because it’s the color of my aura and it just feels like the right color. Imagine a tunnel like string coming from yourself to the flame or visualize a ball of your energy and send it to the flame. You can also imagine your energy absorbing you and the flame. Personally I feel warm and tingly when I imagine my energy.

What meditation techniques are you talking about?

Well using the techniques I gave, imagine fire too, like you controlling it and being surrounded by it, feeling its warmth, light and comfort. Feel at peace with it, it’s you’re friend.

How long until I succeed? How long did it take you?

Almost as long as it took me to write this post, when I should really go attend to my shitload of homework. I’m joking (kinda). It’s going to take TIME, practice, practice. You are not gonna get it in a day, probably not even in a week either.
It took me 3 months to do the beginner pyrokinesis and an additional 4-5 months to extinguish it, so almost a year.

TIPS

I had a lot but I forgot it in the time it took me to write this. When I remember I’ll be updating this post so check back often! Um yadda, yadda, yadda (ever watch Chowder? Probs if you get it)

If you have any questions that I left out feel free to ask and I’ll update.

Back to my pile of homework I regrettably (not really) put of till the last second and procrastinated in doing.

Lilmswitch, out


Originally posted by wonderland-is-darkness

Your body is your house. It has been since you were born. So why are you tearing your house apart for a boy who couldn’t see your worth? Why are you cutting your house down and setting it on fire to keep him warm when he will never try to repair the cracks that have accumulated through the years?
— 

-Your body is a temple.


Excerpts from the book I’ll never write #351

02/13/2017

7:57 pm

anonymous asked:

Umar (r.a) didn't attack Fatimah's (r.a) house because simply there is no proof support that event. Stop spreading false statements

I will write about the injuring of Hazrat Fatima (sa) by Umar according to Sunni books which describe the story of the last days of Hazrat Fatima (sa), and her martydom.

“It is stated that Umar rushed (to the door of the House of Fatimah) and brought them forcibly while telling them that they must give their oath of allegiance willingly or unwillingly.”
- History of al-Tabari, English version, v9, pp 188-189

“When Umar came to the door of the house of Fatimah, he said: “By Allah, I shall burn down (the house) over you unless you come out and give the oath of allegiance (to Abu Bakr).”
- History of Tabari (Arabic), v1, pp 1118-1120
- History of Ibn Athir, v2, p325
- Al-Isti’ab, by Ibn Abd al-Barr, v3, p975
- Tarikh al-Kulafa, by Ibn Qutaybah, v1, p20
- Al-Imamah wal-Siyasah, by Ibn Qutaybah, v1, pp 19-20

“By God, either you come out to render the oath of allegiance, or I will set the house on fire.”Al-Zubair came out with his sword drawn. As he stumbled (upon something), the sword fell from his hand so they jumped over him and seized him.”
- History of Tabari, English version, v9, pp 186-187

“Ali refused, and so the house was surrounded by an armed band led by Abu Bakr and Umar, who threatened to set it on fire if ‘Ali and his supporters refused to come out and swear allegiance to Abu Bakr. The scene grew violent and Fatimah was furious.”
- See Ansab Ashraf, by al-Baladhuri in his , v1, pp 582-586
- Tarikh Ya’qubi, v2, p116
- Al-Imamah wal-Siyasah, by Ibn Qutaybah, v1, pp 19-20

Umar asked for wood, and told those people inside the house: “I swear by Allah who has my soul in his hand, that if you do not come out, I will burn the house.”Someone told Umar that Fatimah was inside the house. Umar said: “So what! It doesn’t matter to me who is in the house.
- Al-Imamah wa al-Siyasah by Ibn Qutaybah, v1, pp 3,19-20

O’ daughter of the Prophet! I didn’t love anyone as much as I loved your father, nor anyone after him is more loving to me as you are. But I swear by Allah that if these people assemble here with you, then this love of mine would not prevent me from setting your house on fire.”
- History of Tabari, in the events of the year 11 AH
- al-Imamah wa al-Siyasah by Ibn Qutaybah, v1, beginning of the book, and pp 19-20
- Izalatul Khilafa, by Shah Waliullah Muhaddith Dehlavi, v2, p362
- Iqd al-Farid, by Ibn Abd Rabbah al-Malik, v2, chapter of Saqifah

Abu Bakr asked ‘Ali to support him, but ‘Ali refused, then Umar went toward the ‘Ali’s house with a burning torch. At the door he met Fatimah who said to him: “Do you intend to burn the door of my house?” Umar said: “Yes, because this act will strengthen the faith brought to us by your father.”
- Al-Ansab Ashraf, by al-Baladhuri, v1, pp 582,586

‘Ali and Abbas were sitting inside the house of Fatimah, Abu Bakr told Umar: “Go and bring them; if they refuse, kill them.” Umar brought fire to burn the house. Fatimah came near the door and said: “O son of Khattab, have you come to burn our house on me and my children?”Umar replied: “Yes I will, by Allah, until they come out and pay allegiance to the Prophet’s Caliph.”
- Iqd al-Fareed, by Ibn Abd Rabb, Part 3, Pg. 63
- Al-Ghurar, by Ibn Khazaben, related from Zayd Ibn Aslam

“They surrounded ‘Ali (as) and burned the door of his house and pulled him out against his will and pressed the leader of all women (Hadhrat Fatimah (sa)) between the door and the wall killing Mohsin (the male-child she was carrying in her womb for six months).”
- Abul Hassan, Ali ibn Al-Husayn Al-Masudi, Isbaat Al-Wasiyyah

“On the day of ‘Bay’aat’ (paying allegiance), Umar hit Fatimah (sa) on the stomach such that child in her womb died.”
- Slahuddin Khalil Al-Safandi, Waafi Al-wafiyaat

“During her last days, when Abu Bakr and Umar sought the mediation of Imam ‘Ali (as) to visit the ailing Hazrat Fatimah (sa), as quoted by Ibn Qutaybah, she tured her face to the wall when they greeted her and in response to their plea for appeasement reminded them of the prophetic declaration that one who displeases Fatimah (sa) has displeased the Prophet and finally said: ”I take Allah and the angels to be my witness that you have not pleased me; on the other hand, you have angered me. When I shall meet the Prophet (S) I will complain about you two.
- Al-Imamah wa al-Siyasah, by Ibn Qutaybah, v1, p14

“Fatimah became angry with Abu Bakr and kept away from him, and did not talk to him till she died. She remained alive for six months after the death of the Prophet. When she died, her husband ‘‘Ali, buried her at night without informing Abu Bakr and he said the funeral prayer by himself.”
- Sahih al-Bukhari, Chapter of “The battle of Khaibar”, Arabic-English, v5, tradition #546, pp 381-383, also v4, Tradition #325

“Fatimah the daughter of the Prophet sent someone to Abu Bakr (when he was a caliph), asking for her inheritance of what Allah’s Apostle had left of the property bestowed on him by Allah from the Fai (i.e. booty gained without fighting) in Medina, and Fadak, and what remained of the Khumus of the Khaibar booty. …but Abu Bakr refused to give anything of that to Fatimah. So she became angry with Abu Bakr and kept away from him, and did not task to him till she died. She remained alive for six months after the death of the Prophet. When she died, her husband ‘‘Ali, buried her at night without informing Abu Bakr and he said the funeral prayer by himself.”
- Sahih al-Bukhari, Chapter of “The battle of Khaibar”, Arabic-English, v5, tradition #546, pp 381-383, also v4, Tradition #325

It’s therefore no surprise that Abu Bakr is reported to having intense regrets in his final moments…

Abu Bakr said (on his death bed): “I wish I had not searched for Fatimah’s house, and had not sent men to harass her, though it would have caused a war if her house would have continued to be used as a shelter.”
- History of Ya’qubi, v2, pp 115-116
- Ansab Ashraf, by al-Baladhuri, v1, pp 582,586

Fatima binte Rasulallah (sa) said: Why do you not support my right?

- Sharh Nahaj ul Balagha by Ibn Abi al Hadeed, vol. 4, page 108 (Beirut)

I hope this clarifies your doubts. May we be amongst the sincere followers of Fatima Zahra (sa).

When life gets in the way

In which (y/n) is so busy, she hardly has time for her relationship

Originally posted by ohstylesno


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