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tanoraqui · 4 years

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okay I have to do this today because even I wouldn’t do it after the godforsaken finale airs, and it’s basically my specialty and I did spend like an hour thinking about it last night while washing dishes. Definitely partly inspired by @words-writ-in-starlight‘s insightful post on everything Supernatural did wrong, and apologies in advance to all the characters for dragging them into anything related to Christian mythology:

Wei Wuxian’s parents die in a house fire when he’s 6(? I refuse to look anything up) months old

Jiangs are a hunter family I guess? That whole disaster of a family dynamic, except WWX dips out at some point to be idk an environmental activist bc at the time, that seems like the larger threat to the whole world. “Mom and Dad went on a hunting trip and they haven’t come back”, “bitch” “jerk”, 2 brothers in a beat-up old car, you know the drill

Jins are also an old hunting family, but more Men of Letters energy - they have a fancy bunker and do research and avoid getting their actual hands dirty. Jiang Yanli ducked out of the active hunting life a few years ago to be happily married to her peacock and settled down with a baby and she’s fine. We’re not going to bother Yanli. She’s safe and happy and doesn’t need to involved in any of this

so, WWX is the demon blood child developing exciting new abilities like telekinesis, mind control, exorcising demons by sheer force of will...etc, and Jiang Cheng is the Righteous Man. Lucifer, Michael, etc.

s1-3 probably proceeds more or less as spn canon...which I more or less remember...by the time they find their parents at the end of s1, Jiang Fengmian is...ugh, we probably shouldn’t kill him offscreen, I mean, we should probably meet him before he dies. I guess. Madam Yu lasts longer because I’m way more interested in her. But we do know that both Jiang parents are totally inclined to fling the boys into a metaphorical or literal escape boat and go hold the line for as long as possible, so...that’s spn energy...

Xue Yang is the one who’s like “fuck yeah, demon powers” and opens the gates of Hell, because I want him to have nice* things

*nice for Xue Yang

from characterization rather than memory, I’m 90% sure that Dean tried to hide his crossroads deal from Sam, but Jiang Cheng does it...better. I think it does come out, though. Right before the hellhounds do.

here’s where it starts to go farther off from spn canon. Jiang Cheng crawls his way out of the grave, gets stalked by a menacing presence that explodes windows for an episode, incidentally can’t find WWX...*Lan Wangji voice* “I’m the one who gripped you tight and raised you from Perdition” (a baller line then and a baller line now)...and then the next episode starts with them all awkwardly standing around, and JC is like, “ok well let’s go find my brother then”, and you think there’s going to be an mdzs-riffing JC+LWJ Roadtrip To Find WWX...and they’re immediately attacked by like a dozen demons

in fact, the first time we see WWX in s4 is here, wherein he goes toe to toe with an angel and...holds his own. that’s new and terrifying! also is leading a squad of demons??

because here’s the thing: for the last 3(?) months, there’s been war in hell

because unlike Some People Mooses, upon finding out that his brother’s soul was legally nearly-owned by a crossroads demon, heir-apparent-to-Satan!WWX went, “actually fuck that” and kicked open the door of Hell (metaphorically, not loosing any demons this time) and was like, “who do I have to beat the shit out of to get a specific crossroads contract around here”

this did not work, obv. He didn’t know until it was too late, Lilith had already snapped up the contract, etc. etc.

obviously he also tried to offer himself instead, and got rejected for some reason

Since Jiang Cheng died, however, there’s been a war for control of Hell. Leading one side, Lilith, the Original Babe, who wants to break all 666(?) seals keeping Lucifer bound and in the meantime, break the Righteous Man so Heaven won’t even have Michael’s destined host ready for the Final Battle. Leading the other side, Wei Wuxian, infamous upstart, who wants to rescue the Righteous Man and restore him to life, tear Lilith’s guts out through her nose, and also stop her from doing the Lucifer thing because Wen Qing explained that yes, that’s a Thing, and it’s Bad.

Wen Qing! I’ve decided to combine Bela and Ruby’s roles and let WQ be both the cool badass example of how demon deals can go Bad and the demon deliberately leading our heroes astray for most of s3-4. Wen Qing is a very new demon; she used to be some sort of herbalist/witch but then she sold her soul in a crossroads deal to cure her brother of some lingering illness. 10 years of happiness and then boom, hellhounds. WQ is so obviously competent, though, that they (Lilith, I guess?) immediately offers her a job, with the promise threat that gee, that’s a nice brother you’ve got there, even with his Designated Chronic Health Condition getting all relapse-y. It’d be such a shame if something were to...happen to him...

we find this out at some point in last s3 I guess? some Monster of the Week case involves WN as a witness or something, or possible next victim, and WQ shows up to be A Normal Amount Of Invested In This, while desperately trying to avoid actually interacting with her brother (who thinks she’s dead). YES, the truth comes out; YES there’s a tearful reunion

now in s4, Wen Ning is fine actually, health-wise, bc he maybe made a crossroads deal with Wei Wuxian personally, and Wen Qing may or may not have admitted that she’s supposed to be working for Lilith to get WWX ready to host Lucifer? Or potentially that comes out later, idk. Either way, she’s 100% his top lieutenant in this exciting Hell War they’re waging

[insert whatever the hell (ha) happened plot-wise in s4 of supernatural]

we obviously mix up the relationships, too, bc it’s like, *LWJ internal monologue* I’m too young to remember my brother Lucifer as he was before he Fell, but surely Wei Wuxian is his Heir and Destined Vessel in truth, for he is Charismatic and Charming and Makes Me Feel Things, with his Clearly Feigned Righteous Drive and Compassion for All God’s Creatures and - why does heat keep pooling in the lower abdomen of my vessel when I look at his lips, which I am definitely doing a Normal and Not-Weird Amount - I’m just keeping an eye out for the famed Silver Tongue, and not in any way wondering how it would feel in my own mouth -

it’s actually DEFINITELY plausible for Lucifer to still be released even if our designated Heir Apparent is using his demon powers to his full potential and no one’s lying to each other about their motives. You just need to let Lilith be more scary too, and especially bc by “no one” I mostly mean Wen Qing; the angels are still totally hiding the fact that they, too, want to jumpstart the shit out of this apocalypse. LWJ decides at the last minute that that’s a bad idea actually, gets himself discorporated to send JC to intercept WWX because he accidentally releases Lucifer, etc. etc. Oh yeah, the boys were def fighting before this, bc JC has actually fairly reasonable concerns about the sort of things WWX is getting up to in his quest to become King of Hell...

...I neither know nor care what happens in s5

it does end with both Lucifer and Michael locked in the cage probably, bc I rather liked that solution. Fuck both of ‘em, basically.

I was toying with the idea that WWX also found Madam Yu in whatever hellish torment she was suffering after making a deal so her idiot son(s) would survive, and she was leading forces for him in the war against Lilith as well. If she came back to life somehow, body and all, it’d probably be compelling if she offered her own body to Michael - bc it’s her lineage! - and we’re all led to believe that she’s, uh, being a bitch and actually wants to risk destroying the world in order to destroy all demons...but then she seizes back control and flings herself/Michael and Lucifer into the Pit, because she’s just That Hardcore?

which means we’d actually have had her around and having characterization for most of s4-5, too, which would be fun

More importantly, it ends with newly crowned King of Hell Wei Wuxian appointing Wen Qing as Queen-Regent and ditching to go on an indefinite honeymoon with his new angel boyfriend (they’re going to fuck for like three weeks straight, then roll up their sleeves and go conquer Heaven in the name of free will), and Jiang Cheng gets to live out his hitherto-unknown-to-himself life’s ambition to be the sugar baby of the Queen of Hell. It’s very Hades/Persephone, except he goes back down to the underworld at least once a month. He gets his own demon squad whom he trains up in all the hunting techniques and it’s gr9. Wen Qing is reforming the crossroads deal process to make it more fair to the humans.

the end

Addenda:

it should go without saying but Jiang Yanli is definitely a recurring character, like, at least once a season there’s a filler episode where they go to Jiang Yanli’s for dinner and have to get along as a family, and also do the much easier job of defeating some sort of terrible demon that gets loose in the bunker and turns the evening into a horror movie. She’s their main research/emotional check-in person, a la Bobby, more often appearing in later seasons when there’s, uhhh, more to emotionally check in about.

Jin Zixuan is actually a perfectly competent hunter; he’s just a priss and we don’t Like him

we like Mianmian, though. Oh, I guess the official Hunter’s Guild or w/e tries to declare WWX a public enemy on account of the whole “King of Hell” thing and she’s like “actually what if you’re morons and assholes?” and joins hte team in s4 or 5? Yeah.

idk how the 3zun disaster happens in this ‘verse but I do encourage it to be happening in slow motion as a recurring subplot for several seasons. NMJ is a hunter, LXC is obv an angel, and JGY is...I wanna say one of the more human monsters, like a vampire? Or, you know, something that could be born from JGS sleeping with someone/something he shouldn’t have

#mdzs #the untamed #supernatural #ficlet #my fic #spn #ugh it'll probably fuck up hte bullet points again

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thatawkwardbookthing · 4 years

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Ariel’s Outfits in Icon For Hire (Part Two)

Off With Her Head:

Okay so like this whole video deserves a breakdown cuz there’s a lot going on but that would be a whole other post, I just want to focus on the outfits right now

outfit one

So this one just looks amazing, like it’s completely fabulous. Now, I’m fairly certain that this is the Queen of Hearts here, but here when she’s at her worst, when no one sees her. In this song it feels like the Queen of Hearts puts on this entourage of being cold and vicious, but secretly she feels trapped by the darkness. And I feel the outfit helps with that. Like shes wearing a boned corset, which tend to be more restricting than the lace up ones she makes herself, her jacket straps across her chest, her hair and mask cover her face, not to mention everything in this setting is dark. Even her body language suggests feeling trapped and hopeless. The first time we see this outfit is in the intro. She’s struggling and being restrained/pulled by the weird beaked bug guard things. We see a brief clip of it during the chorus when she says “save your own” but the next full scene isn’t until “My enemies belittle me, reminding me the penalty for all my deeds, despite my pleas, is death”. I think this further shows how the Queen of Hearts knows that she’s in the wrong, she knows people are out to get her, but she can’t do anything about it. Her fate is inevitable.

Outfit two

So we see flashes of outfit two throughout the whole video so I’m not sure how much the placement affects the meaning, but the outfit is really neat. Of course, the ruff helps add to the Alice in Wonderland vibe but she also has a wire halo. I’ve always felt this song dealt a bit more with her experience with religion (I might be wrong) but the lyrics speak of an impending doom for the characters, and the lyrics “you’re way to life has only shown me what a fool I am, it serves the purpose of confirming I remain condemned” help further that. Like a lot of evangelical Christians (speaking from experience, this is not representative of everyone) will force their way of life on you. The common belief in most forms of Christianity is that you’re automatically doomed to hell unless you do something to change that (in Protestantism you have to confess and declare your faith that Jesus is the son of God, in Catholicism it’s that plus a whole bunch of other stuff and generally being a good person. I don’t really have the experience to speak about the other forms of Christianity). Maybe the Queen of Hearts feels like she has to be condemned, she doesn’t want to be, but she has to be. She hasn’t lived a life worthy of heaven. The halo makes me think that this is some angel, or like maybe a representation of purity. Or she could also be the God-like figure in all this. We always see this outfit after following the lines that deal more with guilt and condemnation (”save your own”, “death is mine,” I don’t wanna be this”). Also, every time we see this outfit, she always appears calm, occasionally smug and righteous. Chaos is surrounding her every time she’s in this outfit, yet she always seems so still in the middle of it all.

Outfit three

So there’s no mistaking that Ariel is supposed to be Alice here. The outfit itself is very childish. Stockings, a frilly dress, lots of lace. The makeup even looks like lace (I couldn’t get a good picture with the whole outfit and makeup because of the camera angles. I think that was totally done on purpose though to add to the cramped feeling). The hair is kinda childish too. It’s not exactly space buns but like the two buns on either side definitely give it a very childlike vibe. Also, this whole outfit is white so I’m imagining that this is to represent purity and innocence, especially since the whole song seems to deal with some sort of guilt and related punishment. So this is seen mostly during the first verse when she’s talking about feeling trapped and crushed. She feels alone. The walls she built to protect herself are growing more and more cramped. Obviously the setting helps with this but I’m trying to only focus on the outfits. Again, she’s wearing a boned corset. She also has buckles around her legs as well as a choker. Even though she’s still mostly innocent, she still feels trapped. She feels like she’s maybe running out of time or that she knows she’ll do something she’ll regret soon. Personally, I feel like Alice and the Queen of Hearts are the same people in this story, just at different stages in their life.

Outfit four

Yeah, so this is definitely the Queen of Hearts. Her posture, hair, and outfit help with all of this. The hair reminds me of a lot of Georgian era hairstyles for noblewomen and royalty. It’s a large up-do, with a few different headpieces. The jewelry and the garment beneath the corset looks a lot like a rib cage so I think that’s just a nod to the fact that she’s the Queen of Hearts. However, rib-looking garment is wrapped very closely around her neck, she still has buckles strapped around her arms, and while this corset doesn’t appear boned, it’s still a corset. The Queen of Hearts doesn’t feel as trapped as she does in outfit one. She still has some of her control, but she’s starting to lose it. We see this outfit during lines like “death is mine I know” as well as the “my enemies belittle me...” line. The Queen of Hearts realizes that someone may be out to get her, but she’s not entirely trapped yet.

Outfit 5

So I don’t have a lot to say about this one. First, I like that the bracelet is a little nod to that whole scene in Alice in Wonderland with trying to find the right key to unlock the door. Mainly though, I think this is just a transition. As I said I think Alice is the Queen of Hearts in this, so this outfit would be early on in her rule, she’s still fairly innocent, hence the lighter colors, but she’s starting to feel weighted and trapped. This outfit is mostly in the chorus so as far as the story goes, this would be the part where she’s starting to realize she may be going down a dangerous path, but she doesn’t quite know how to stop.

Outfit six

So this outfit is kinda restrictive (corset belt and whatever is going on with her legs, not to mention the bracelets and shoulders of the dress, they kinda look like shackles). She’s still mostly Alice here, she hasn’t quite gone down the rabbit hole of bad deeds yet. I feel that right now, she’s a bit too caught up in everything that’s going on. We see this, outfit five, and outfit four a lot together. She realizes she’s going down this bad path, but again, she doesn’t know how to stop herself. This outfit mostly reminds me of the dandelions from Alice in Wonderland.

Outfit seven

So Ariel has replaced Alice here. The fact that she’s in her normal clothes does more to show how she’s relating to the story of falling down the rabbit hole. Maybe she feels like that as she spiraled deeper into her mental illness, she did more and more things she regrets? This puts the focus more on Ariel’s personal feelings and not just there characters. Alice isn’t the only one who feels trapped.

Outfit eight

So Ariel is one of the weird bug-bird things. So these things? have been shown creeping toward the house where Alice and Ariel are trapped, as well as surrounding and restraining the Queen of Hearts. I feel like this may represent that Ariel views herself as her own enemy. This could mean maybe self-sabotaging or creating fears/enemies where there aren’t any. Or maybe she feels scared of herself. She can’t trust herself (Curse or Cure anyone?). She’s scared of what she’s doing and scared of the path she’s going down. It’s almost as if she’s punishing herself with self destruction.

Part Three will probably come tomorrow

#icon for hire #icon for hire band #icon army #ariel bloomer #shawn jump #scripted #alice in wonderland #kit can talk i guess

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viriyanon · 3 years

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that one (or two) #jesusreference that i absolutely love from ep 15

today i officially throw all my biases away and admit that tdj's approach towards finale is super delicious. this episode is the real definition of chef kiss. making the antagonist step on the almighty protagonist an episode before finale? other-worldly. "killing" both yohan and gaon without touching any of them? show-stopping. #jesusreference throughout the episode like hansel and gretel's bread crumbs? love it. this is the first drama that successfully reels me back to my early excitement and anticipation, after those two dreadful episodes full of tug of war, uncertainty, and pessimism.

i kinda had seen it that kang yohan would not actually back down after min jungho and kim gaon's press con. (talking about min jungho i really want to know this man's background) he's always on the civilians' side, never leaving them from his consideration. although it seems like he's pulling a pontius pilate (damn, another #jesusreference), shifting the power of his decision to his people in the name of democracy, it's not entirely wrong. theoretically, it is democracy that we all wished for but couldn't achieve. for the sake of law and order and quick process. but really, it made me question myself again, who are those people to decide that progress should be quick? that the democratic process to reach a consensus must be done in several days, weeks, months? well, i'll get back to this very very later.

then at one point, during yohan's quarrel with gaon in his office, a thought flashed in my head. i used to... question myself, what kind of madness a kang yohan is? what makes his monstrosity more tolerable than jung sunah, cha kyunghee, heo jungse, and their gang, even the jukchang and madame chacha's son? yohan also manipulated people, caused casualties, beat up people, and almost shot a bus driver. even though it's for a good purpose but what is good and what is bad is always subjective to the owner's moral sense. then, it came out clear to me.

"ah.... kang yohan is not a monster. he is a child."

it appeared to me that yohan's childishness didnt stop at his endless bicker with elijah and his pouty pout whenever gaon pulled him out of his tough turtle's shell. he was trying to bring down all hell that these powerful evils created with his childlike mind.

when he said he's just providing "the quick way", and he apologized for all the accusations min jungho threw to him, and the mass didn't give up on him, it clicked. when he was mad at gaon for calling him a monster, and insisted that he's just giving "the quick way" for the poor and oppressed in this corrupted society. it freaking clicked.

kang yohan, people's guardian angel, was a child in a middle-aged man's body. look back to the day he killed the bird for the girl. he SAW fear in the girl's eyes (thats why dont be an overdramatic bitch) and immediately responded to it. he lived with fear every single day without knowing the safe solution to it. he knew how it felt to be very scared and noone stood up for you. so he "killed" the source of fear for the girl.

but then? his friends couldn't understand it. hell, even his teacher just spacedive into conclusion. i assume they didnt even call his dad to resolve the situation. cus it'd be no avail with his jackass dad. plus, self-righteous brother, ignorant maid, and psychopathic same-age maid. young yohan who was not well cared and taught to be empathetic had his character building imperfect and impeded.

im not a psychologist cant really talk abt it but i felt like kang yohan was pictured as a child who was responding to the world, well, in his child way. this reminded me of thag one verse from Matthew about having an innocence of a child. it goes like:

He called a little child to him, and placed the child among them. And he said: “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever takes the lowly position of this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven."

that's why kang yohan placed himself among the poor people, giving justice to the wronged and weak ones. that's why no matter how cruel the accusations he received, he still could humbly admit it and everyone supported him. it's cus yohan was seen and depicted by the writer as a child.

he was like a little boy who hadn't known abt bureaucracy and the nook and crannies of this crooked world, encouraging him to take the dark, quicker alleyway. generally, children are innocent and simple. by opening a live court, he quickly took an action and solved a problem without much complication. therefore, his straightforward approach was more favourable than other formal courts. but some people thought he was being a barbarian.

when he asked gaon to let go soohyun to be able to finish their goal, it felt like a baby's babble. "i want this car toy, i dont want other toy! if you dont buy me this toy, i wont eat." smtg like that.

soohyun needed to be avoided bcs she didnt know anything abt yohan while yohan's just executing his plan that only gaon knew. the people surrounding yohan didnt try to understand yohan too and could possibly mislead her. with soohyun giving gaon false information abt yohan while theyre working tgt, their goal could fail as the judge had to reassure gaon over and over.

lastly, the thing that differentiate yohan and other antagonists is yohan didn't kill, even in the heat of the moment. because the "child" in him knew killing wasnt acceptable and a child usually doesn't have the mean to hurt others completely even until die, unless there are other factors. while those antagonists, their dirty works must consisted of killing one or two men. and that's why they're the real monsters. yohan was a guardian angel that has a monstrous facade.

and he couldn't be understood by the "older" people (gaon, soohyun, the maid, elijah is just another baby, min jungho, the devil gang) bcs he was simply a child who was extra careful to handpick the person he could trust his little secret to. and gaon was the only person who could do that.

#the devil judge #the devil judge metas #look at this juicy jesusreference

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questionsonislam · 3 years

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Will you give information about neighborhood and neighbors in Islam?

Neighbor: The name given to the people living in the same neighborhood.

The people living near to one another physically or in next door buildings are called neighbors. Workplaces, fields or cities along with houses can be neighbors. Workplace neighbor, field neighbor, neighboring village, neighboring town and neighboring city express this kind of neighborhood.

In Arabic, neighbor is called "jar". "Jar" means a person whose house is next to another house, or people who protect each other and who help each other.

One of the conditions necessary for the people and especially Muslims who are neighbors in villages, cities, countryside, etc. to live in peace is to have good social relationships. Therefore, our religion gives great importance to rights of neighbors.

Neighborliness is a social institution whose place and importance in social life cannot be denied and it is an indispensable outcome of people’s living in the form of a society. Since man is a social being and hence cannot live alone, the presence of neighbors around him is indispensable.

Allah orders us to treat all our neighbors well and to do good to them whether they are our relatives or not:

"Serve Allah, and join not any partners with Him; and do good- to parents, kinsfolk, orphans, those in need, neighbors who are near, neighbors who are strangers, the companion by your side, the wayfarer (ye meet), and what your right hands possess: For Allah loveth not the arrogant, the vainglorious."

Those whose rights we must observe the most after our families are neighbors, with whom we live side by side. Rights of neighbors have an important place in our religion. It is necessary to get on well with neighbors and to help them just like our families.

The people we see and talk during the day and night are regarded our neighbors.

Imam Qurtubi, the great tafsir scholar, states the following when he interprets the verse above:

"Do you not see? Allah mentions neighbors after doing good to parents and relatives, and orders us to observe their rights." Thus, he attracts attention to the importance of the issue.

Two phrases as neighbors who are near and neighbors who are strangers are mentioned in verse 36 of the chapter of an-Nisa. Neighbors are classified based on various criteria. Those whose houses or entrance doors are next to each other are called "next-door neighbors".

Neighbors who are near: Those who are relatives or whose houses are near are called "neighbors who are near". Neighbors who are strangers: Those whose houses are not very near or who are not relatives or those who are non-Muslims (Jews, Christians) are called "neighbors who are strangers".

The issue of being near or distant mentioned in the verse is not clear. Are those who are not next-door neighbors or who are not relatives to be regarded as near or distant? What is the criterion for being near and distant? According to a narration, Hz. Aisha said it was a distance of forty houses from every direction; Hz. Ali said those who are near enough to hear the voice of a person are regarded as neighbors.

NEIGHBORS ARE DIVIDED INTO THREE:

According to a classification made by the Prophet (pbuh), neighbors are divided into three in terms of their rights:

1. Neighbors that have three rights: They are both relatives and Muslims. They have three kinds of rights originating from being neighbors, relatives and Muslims.

2. Neighbors that have two rights: They are the Muslim neighbors who are not relatives. They have two kinds of rights originating from being neighbors and Muslims.

3. Neighbors that have one right: They are those who are not relatives and Muslims. They are the neighbors of the People of the Book (Jews, Christians) and polytheists. They have one kind of right originating from being neighbors.

To sum up, all neighbors are included in the definition of neighbors whether they are Muslims or non-Muslims, worshippers or sinners, friends or enemies, residents or travelers, harmful or harmless, near or distant.

As it is clearly understood from the Arabic definition of the word, there are some social duties and a system of relationships caused by "being close to each other, being next-door neighbors". They are called "neighborhood" in general.

Neighborhood relationships and duties are very important in terms of social solidarity and integration in small residential areas like villages; people try to maintain it with care. The saying "do not buy a house, buy a neighbor" is an expression of that sensitivity.

Neighbors visit, help and protect one another in places that are like closed congregations and places where urbanization has not occurred very much.

The common statement "They made this house their next-door" used for the people who visit a house very often though they are not neighbors shows the intense relationship between neighbors; the sayings like "We will have our share from what is cooked in the neighbor’s house" and "You should give something in return when your neighbor gives you some bread" show the nature of the structure of the same relationship.

NEIGHBORHOOD IN HADITHS

"HE FROM WHOSE WRONGFUL CONDUCT HIS NEIGHBOR IS NOT SECURE CANNOT ENTER PARADISE." WILL YOU EXPLAIN THIS HADITH?

The Prophet (pbuh) states the following from a hadith narrated from Abu Hurayra:

"By Allah, he is not a believer, he is not a believer, he is not a believer." They asked,

- O Messenger of Allah! Who is not a believer? The Prophet (pbuh) said,

- He from whose wrongful conduct his neighbor is not secure is not a believer.”

The phrase "is not a believer" mentioned in the hadith means a perfect believer. For, it is not a deed of unbelief that will make a person remain in Hell forever. In other words, this deed is necessary to be a perfect believer but it is not a requirement for belief.

The hadith is as follows in the version that Muslim reports:

"He from whose wrongful conduct his neighbor is not secure cannot enter Paradise."

The statement "cannot enter Paradise" mentioned in the hadiths should be understood as "cannot enter Paradise with those who attain salvation first". That is, he serves a sentence due to this deed and enters Paradise after that. If he holds the view that it is not a sin to oppress the neighbor, his state makes it necessary for him to go to Hell.

The hadith advises us to avoid oppressing the neighbor and states that those who avoid maltreating them will attain perfect belief, that oppressing the neighbor means disobedience to Allah and that it will lead him to penalty in Hell.

Being Together with Good Neighbors

The good servants of Allah are addressed as follows at the time of death:

"O (thou) soul, in (complete) rest and satisfaction! "Come back thou to thy Lord,- well pleased (thyself), and well-pleasing unto Him! "Enter thou, then, among My devotees! "Yea, enter thou My Heaven!."

The following is reported from Hz. Ali:

"The Messenger of Allah (pbuh) ordered us to bury our dead people among righteous people and said, ‘The dead are offended by bad neighbors just like the living are."

It becomes a means of happiness and peace for man to be together with good people both in this world and in the hereafter. To be together with good people in the world means to be together with good neighbors. It is definitely a great grace of God Almighty for a man to be together with good neighbors. Therefore, those who have good neighbors should thank Allah for it too because there are several things that give us peace and happiness. One of them is good neighbors. A person who is together with good neighbors becomes happy and peaceful. Therefore, the Prophet (pbuh) states the following in a hadith:

"Search your neighbor before buying a house and search your friend before starting a journey."

This hadith is expressed as follows in a saying: "Do not buy a house, buy a neighbor" because a neighbor is more important than a house. If one’s neighbors are bad, he cannot feel relaxed even if he has the best house; he will feel restless. Therefore, the Prophet orders us to take refuge in Allah from a bad neighbor:

"Take refuge in Allah from a bad neighbor in the place you live permanently because a bad neighbor in a place you live temporarily is also temporary."

The Prophet mentions three things that make man happy and peaceful as follows in another hadith:

"A good neighbor, an obedient mount and a large house are things that make man happy."

Who is the good neighbor that is praised in hadiths and that is stated to be the source of our peace and happiness? Such a question comes to mind inevitably. It can be answered as follows:

"Neighbors have rights of neighborhood over one another. A good neighbor is one who observes those rights and fulfils his duties toward his neighbors in the best way. The Prophet (pbuh) states the following in a hadith mentioning this issue:

"The best friend in the eye of Allah is the one that is the most beneficent to his friend. The best neighbor in the eye of Allah is the one that is the most beneficent to his neighbor."

Rights of Neighbors

According to our sublime religion, Islam, neighbors have rights over neighbors. It is called rights of neighbors. Our religion mentions rights of neighbors a lot. The Prophet states the following in a hadith narrated by Hz. Aisha:

"Jibril advised me about rights of neighbors so much that I almost thought he would render a neighbor inheritor to another neighbor."

Thus, rights of neighbors are so great that Jibril came to the Prophet (pbuh) and told him about the importance of rights of neighbors.

The statement "I thought he would render a neighbor inheritor to another neighbor" aims to explain the rights of neighbors because in the first years of Islam, those who were made brothers with a contract became inheritors to each other. Afterwards, it was abolished and the reasons for inheritance remained valid for relatives through birth, relatives through marriage and slavery contract.

The hadith indicates the loftiness of the rights of neighbors, mutual assistance between neighbors, treating to them, not harming neighbors, visiting them when they become ill and being with them when they are happy and sorrowful.

Mutual Assistance Between Neighbors

There is no other religion and system like Islam that gives so much importance to helping one another. Our religion orders helping one another in all phases of life; it states that the poor have rights over the wealth of the rich. Mutual assistance between neighbors is more important. When a person needs something urgently, the first person he asks for it is his neighbor. Nobody can say, “I have everything; I do not need my neighbor.” A person definitely needs material and spiritual help from his neighbor.

"A neighbor might need even a very unimportant thing of his neighbor."

Our ancestors thought about and searched the neighbors before they bought a house because ties of neighborhood were very important for them. They were very good friends. They shared their food and drink. They chatted and shared their sad and happy times. Their sorrow and grief disappeared in that sincere atmosphere. However, time eliminated so many nice traits of the past. When detached houses were replaced by tall apartment buildings, when life was transformed into a lifestyle in which many people "have to put up with each other", and when things like school, work and market started to keep people very busy, neighbors and neighborliness were forgotten. We live in the same apartment building but we do not usually know who lives on the floor above or below us or even on the same floor. The only relationship among neighbors is only saying "hello" when they happen to see one another. Everybody is busy with their own affairs; they are alone when they are sad and when they are happy. However, it is not in compliance with our faith or traditions.

The Prophet (pbuh) states the following in a hadith:

"He who fills his stomach while his neighbor is hungry is not a (perfect) believer."

The message of the hadith above, which mentions the issue of social sensitivity remarkably, is naturally not limited to next-door neighbors only.

On the other hand, since "neighbor who is hungry" is mentioned in general in the hadith and there is no limitation or specification like "Muslim neighbor", it expands the area of sensitivity of a perfect believer to beyond faith. No matter what the religion of a neighbor is, it is necessary to take care of “the neighbor who is hungry” and to meet his needs.

AN INCIDENT

Hz. Umar sent Muhammad b. Maslama to Kufa without giving him any provisions to inspect Sa’d b. Abi Waqqas, the governor of Kufa, who wanted to build a pavilion for himself in order to keep himself away from the noise of the market. Muhammad b. Maslama, who returned to Madinah after a nineteen-day journey, asked Hz. Umar why he had sent him without giving him provisions. He said:

The Muslims in Madinah were about to starve; I did not want to give you provisions to enable you to enjoy the food and to make myself suffer from its sin. For, I heard the Prophet (pbuh) say,

"It does not fit a believer to have a full stomach when his neighbor is hungry."

As it is understood from the incident above, it is the basic duty of a perfect believer who is rich enough to help the hungry people and to start it from the nearest neighbor in the world that is getting smaller day by day. It is a sign of perfect belief.

Whenever social sensitivity and solidarity are mentioned, the hadith in question is remembered. It is stated in another version of the hadith that if a Muslim "knows that his neighbor is hungry " and that if he does not help his neighbor, he is not a good Muslim. The hadith regards being indifferent and acting insensitively despite knowing the hunger of the neighbor as a sign of not being a perfect believer.

To help is not a beginning but an outcome. The feeling and sensitivity of helping is the real motive and pioneer of helping. In that case, it is essential for “the feeling of helping” to settle in the heart before helping itself. Those who do not help the people around though they are rich enough are those who have not made that feeling settle in their hearts and those who have not experienced the pleasure of loving the people around them.

Since helping is feeling in the first place, its relation with belief is clear and deep because the most effective power that direct man’s deeds is belief. In that case, being insensitive toward the people around and not helping them is naturally related to the level of perfection of belief. Therefore, the decree "is not a believer" in the hadith in question means "does not have a perfect belief at a degree that is enough to motivate him to do what he needs to do". That is the truth itself. The indifference of the Muslims "who need to be soft, merciful and compassionate toward one another" toward their close neighbors is an indication that is connected with their belief. The hadith in question attracts our attention to this fact.

It should not be forgotten that the Prophet (pbuh) states the following in a hadith:

"If someone goes hungry in a neighborhood, that neighborhood will not be protected by Allah any longer."

Acting upon the same evidences, Ibn Hazm states the following: If a person starves to death in a neighborhood, all the people living in that neighborhood is regarded to be the murderer of that person and the blood money of that person are taken from them.

Some outcomes:

It is possible to deduce the following outcomes from the hadith in question.

1. It is haram for the rich neighbor to allow his neighbors to go hungry.

2. It is wajib for him to feed them to satisfy their hunger and dress them if they lack clothes.

3. There are obligations other than zakah in the wealth.

4. Their annual zakah does not free them from other obligations. They have several other duties depending on the situation. Otherwise, they will be the addressees of the threat in the verse about the prohibition of kanz (accumulation of wealth).

5. Real and perfect believers do not fall into indifference and insensitivity toward the people around them. Meeting the needs of the needy is a sign of perfect belief.

The Principles of Being a Good Neighbor

1. To want for the neighbors what we want for ourselves:

The Messenger of Allah (pbuh) states the following in a hadith:

"By him in whose hand is my life you will not believe truly as long as you want for your neighbor or your believing brother what you want for yourself."

Home and workplace neighbors, who live together and side by side, meet almost every day and even several times a day. The relationship among the neighbors living in apartment buildings and working in office blocks and similar places is different from the neighbors living in separate buildings. It is necessary for all kinds of neighbors to have mutual love, respect, trust, good feelings and thoughts, to show respect to the rights of one another, and to avoid the deeds and attitudes that will harass or disturb one another. Thus, they can be peaceful. Otherwise, it is not possible to maintain peace.

Abu Dharr reports the following from the Messenger of Allah (pbuh):

"O Abu Dharr! When you make soup, put more water; give the extra soup to your neighbors."

Abu Dharr states the following in a narration reported by Muslim:

"My friend the Messenger of Allah (pbuh) said to me,

'When you make soup, put more water. Then, check your neighbors. Send some soup to the needy ones to do good.'"

The order "Fakthur maaha (put more water)" in the hadith expresses advice.

2. To try not to hurt our neighbors.

The Prophet (pbuh) states the following in a hadith:

"He who believes in Allah and the Last Day should not hurt his neighbor. He who believes in Allah and the Last Day should show hospitality to his guest. He who believes in Allah and the Last Day should either utter good words or keep silent."

According to what is reported from Abu Hurayra, one of the Companions said,

- O Messenger of Allah! They say there is a woman who performs a lot of nafilah prayers and fasting, and who gives a lot of charity. However, she offends her neighbors with her tongue. The Prophet (pbuh) said,

- She is a person of Hell. The Companion said,

- O Messenger of Allah! They say there is a woman who performs very few nafilah prayers and very little fasting, and who gives very little charity. However, she does not offend her neighbors with her tongue. The Prophet said,

- She is a person of Paradise.

Sometimes, a Companion would come to the Messenger of Allah and say,

- O Messenger of Allah! Teach me such a deed that will take me to Paradise when I do it.

The Prophet (pbuh) would look at the state of the person and order him something. According to what is reported from Abu Hurayra, a Companion came to the Prophet and asked the same thing. The Prophet said to him briefly,

- Be good. The Companion said,

- O Messenger of Allah! How do I know whether I am good or not? The Prophet said,

- Ask your neighbors. If they say you are a good person, you are good. If they say you are bad, it means you are a bad person.

Thus, the criterion for being good and bad is the people around us and our neighbors. If our neighbors say that we are good, we are good in the eye of Allah. If our neighbors say that we are bad, we are bad in the eye of Allah.

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alternxs · 5 years

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//TAG DROP FOR THE NEW MUSE asshole:

Opens/Ic: All This Anger Inside (Ic)

Imagery: I’m On The Wrong Side Of Heaven And The Righteous Side Of Hell (Imagery)

Headcanons: Dear Brother Just Don’t Hate Me For Never Standing By You (Headcanons)

Musings: If I Could Hold Back The Rain Could You Numb The Pain (Musings)

Verses are a WIP.

#Who Said She Can't Sit Still (ooc)#//Nobody asked but this bitch is staying #//I love this ball of anger and crazy #//and I want to work on him more #//also might add Uzui cause that 'Gansta Sensei' thing at the end of Volume 9 killed me

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Wrong Side Of Heaven, Righteous Side Of Hell

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2W72T3h

by Zarathis_Wolfsister

(Spoilers! Adult Content! Trigger Warnings! Read at own risk.) After hauling his fat arse out of the crater in which Tony Stark fried himself, Thor made straight for the city of New York. There he blends in with other minimum wage workers in the daily grind of keeping his head above financial waters. Now known as Cameron Smith, he does not fight the rumors that his old identity is dead. After all, good luck trying to find any one's corpse amongst the wreckage of last battle they had. But, even though he likes the anonymity of being another faceless New York City resident, something isn't right. Nightmares keep him up whenever he shuts his eyes. After finding a strange object being sold on the streets he travels, Thor begins to realize there might be more to these nightmares than he thought. What does all of this have to do with an inmate at our Lady of Sorrows Psychiatric Hospital? And who the fuck is this news reporter with the thousand-yard-stare from hell?

Words: 2288, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Ghost Rider (2007), Thor (Movies), Captain America (Movies), The Incredible Hulk (2008), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain Marvel (2019), Black Panther (2018), Spider-Man: Homecoming (2017)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con

Categories: F/M, M/M

Characters: Johnny Blaze, Roxanne Simpson, Thor, Rhodey, Bruce Banner, Peter Parker

Relationships: Johnny Blaze/Roxanne Simpson, thor/jane, Steve Rogers/ Natasha Romanov

Additional Tags: Multi-verse mash-up, Because I can, Johnny-torture, Johnny Whump, Johnny needs a hug, thor whump, Thor Needs a Hug, A sleepless Thor is a dangerous thing, Mental Illness, Alcoholism, Alcohol Abuse, Self-Mutilation, Self-Harm, Copious amounts of drugs, Sedation, Nightmares, Thor's gift of prophecy. Wait what?, College Student Peter Parker, Photographer Peter Parker, Hurt Johnny, Roxanne cheats on Johnny

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2W72T3h

#romanogers #stasha #stevenat #steve rogers #natasha romanoff #captain america #black widow #natasha

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jillmariej · 6 years

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The beautiful art by txdora I had the opportunity to write for

The archangel Michael steals the control of Dean’s body and he plans on keeping it. Dean fights to get it back until Michael sends him on the "vacation" he’s always dreamed about. Turns out Wincest saves the world (again). Spoilers for Supernatural season 14. Written for the Spn_reversebang 2018

ao3 link lj link or read below

The One in Which Wincest Save the World

“No! You can’t do this!” Dean howls, but only Michael hears him. Dean struggles to move his arm, fights to stop his legs from walking but he has no control over his limbs. “Listen douchebag, we had a deal.”

“I don’t make deals,” Michael replies to the voice in his head. “That was your friend Crowley.”

“But you need my permission. I’m rescinding my permission. I take it back. Get the fuck out of my body!”

Michael ignores him and gets his vessel some new clothes. Then he admires himself in a mirror. “I make this look good.”

Dean looks into his reflection, but he isn’t there. Those aren’t his eyes looking back at him.

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It only takes Michael a moment to see that this earth is no better than the one he left.

“How did this place become so depraved that even its holy men commit the most immoral of sins? Where is God? Where are the angels to guide them? Why aren't my brothers stopping this?” he asks Dean though he doesn’t need Dean to speak to get the answers; they fly from Dean’s memory as the angel speaks.

We stopped them. Me and Sammy. You junkless angel douchebags were nothing to us. Now there’s only like ten of you left. You have no power here, so get the hell out!

“That's where you're wrong, Winchester. That simply makes me the most powerful being in this universe. I will set this world right. The sinners will be stopped and the righteous will rule.”

Sammy can stop you.

“He wouldn't dare hurt this vessel.”

About that. Why don’t you go find yourself another one and leave me out of your plans?

Michael admires himself in the mirror. “No, I quite like this one. It’s strong and beautiful. Yes, I'm keeping this vessel.”

You can’t do this! Dean bellows from deep inside himself. I’m getting my body back and I will make you pay for this.

“Shut up. I’m the captain now. You will be silent and stand down,” Michael commands.

Dean snarls. If Michael wants him to be silent then silent is the last thing he will be. Sammy won’t let you do this. He will hunt you down and stop you. My brother won’t give up until you’re dead.

“Killing me would kill you. Your precious Sam wouldn’t do that.”

That’s where you’re wrong. Sam will never give up. He’ll figure a way to break me out of here and when he does--

“Stop fooling yourself, Dean. Sam’s given up on you before.” Michael smirks at the pang of betrayal Dean feels. “And now he has no one to help him. You think he’ll put saving you before saving others? We both know better than that. Sam’s a big picture guy. Sam saves the world. He won’t have time to look for you.”

What does that mean? Dean demands.

“Assume he’ll be busy fighting his own demons and monsters and things that go bump in the night.”

Michael’s right. Jack is powerless. Cas is weak. With Crowley gone, no one is ruling the demons. Rowena might be able to do something but Sam would have to find her first.

“That witch can’t touch me, boy. She’s much too afraid of my power.”

Dean growls in frustration. How can he defeat this asshole if his every thought can be heard?

“I’m glad you finally understand.” Michael checks his reflection again. “Now hang on and enjoy the ride.”

Dean knows this isn’t really him doing these awful things, but it is his hands and it becomes his guilt. He makes another vow to himself to defeat Michael’s hold on him. What did Sammy use to say? Always keep fighting.

He’s struck by a memory. He can’t dwell on it, Michael might figure out a way to stop him if he does, but hell, it worked for Swayze.

I'm Henry the eighth I am,

Henry the eighth I am I am,

I got married to the widow next door,

She's been married seven times before,

And everyone was a Henry (Henry),

She wouldn't have a Willie or a Sam (no Sam)

I'm her eighth old man, I'm Henry,

Henry the eighth I am

Second verse, same as the first

I'm Henry the eighth I am,

He continues to sing loudly, off key and occasionally in an awful cockney accent. Michael doesn’t sleep. He doesn’t need to eat. So, neither does Dean, which allows him to continue singing for twelve hours non stop. His voice never weakens.

At first, Michael thinks Dean’s gone bat shit crazy. But at hour twelve and one minute, his eye twitches. At hour fifteen, he searches Dean’s memories for anything that would make him shut up.

All he finds is Sam. The song makes it difficult to focus but Michael finds a couple memories that stand out.

Dean likes classic rock and ‘80’s horror flicks. He likes cheeseburgers and pie. Michael examines every memory he can. The car seems to be very important to Dean, but nothing is more important than Sam. For his entire life Dean has made sacrifices for Sam, though he doesn’t see them as sacrifices since he did them willingly. Michael also finds promises Dean’s made but has yet to keep. And that is something he can work with.

Hunting and Sam have been Dean’s entire existence, so hunting and Sam will be what Dean gets.

“Sam!”

“Dean!”

The ancient oak door slams shut between them leaving Dean outside the dilapidated house “Watch your back, Sam. I’ll go around.”

Dean picks his way through the overgrown brush along the side of the house. This was supposed to be a simple salt and burn, but nothing was ever simple.

The sound of a shotgun blast quickens his step to the back of the house. “Sam!” Dean yells as he pries a board off a low window.

From the inside, Sam lifts the pane. “Hurry. I don’t know how long that will hold him off.”

Dean hoists himself and a duffle bag through the window and rolls onto the floor. “Get down.”

Sam falls to his knees and Dean shoots at the giant masked figure behind him. “Let’s get to the basement.”

Once in the basement the brothers take pickaxes to the wall. When they finally break through, they are greeted by a blast of cold air and the rotten stench of death. Knowing they are close drives them on. Ten minutes later they are salting and burning and congratulating each other on a job well done.

As they pack up the Impala, Sam says, “You know, any of the newbies could have done this. We didn’t have to drive all the way to Wisconsin for a ghost.”

“Not just any ghost, Sammy. Ed Gein, the original leatherface. You love this serial killer shit.”

Sam smiles. “Yeah, I do,” he concedes with a slight blush.

“And did you see Celeste?” Dean whistles low. He grins at Sam and waggles his brows. “You know she has a sister.”

Sam rolls his eyes and walks to the passenger door. “That’s okay, Dean. You can go be with Celeste, but I don’t want a set up with her sister.”

Dean starts the car and chuckles, “Your loss, man.”

************

He drives them back to the hotel and gets cleaned up while Sam pouts in front of his laptop screen. Sam does a double take when his brother leaves the bathroom in boxers and not dressed for a date. “Making it pretty easy for her, aren’t you Dean?” Sam teases.

Dean shakes his head and crosses the room to Sam. “No, man. I was just yankin’ your chain. Let me show you something.” He spins Sam’s laptop to face him and taps a few keys. “Celeste’s sister is a travel agent and she hooked me up with these.” He turns the screen to his brother.

Sam looks at the screen and then to his brother in awe. “Boarding passes?”

Dean nods, grinning like a kid at Christmas. “All expense paid trip to Cabo, Sammy. Just her way of saying ‘thank you for saving my sister’.”

“Seriously?” Sam’s eyes are wide with excitement.

“Hell yeah, I’m serious. Now go get cleaned up. I want to get some shut eye. We leave early in the morning.” He pats Sam’s shoulder as he heads for the bed. “Sun, sand, tequila and Sammy. My kind of vacation.”

Michael seduces another human to feed to his vampire pets.

This is what heaven feels like, Dean thinks, then shakes his head. No, he’s been to heaven and it ain’t this nice. Their suite is on the ground floor with a sliding door that opens onto a private beach. The resort has everything they could want. Parasailing, deep sea fishing, a masseuse that comes to your room, there’s even a grill if you want to cook your own food. He’ll make use of that later, grill up some seafood since Sam likes it so much.

“Dude there’s a hot tub,” Sam tells him as he strips off his shirt. “This place is amazing. I can’t believe we’re doing this.”

His smile warms Dean more than the Mexican sun. “We’ve earned this, Sammy.”

“Yeah we have.” Sam pulls on some swim trunks. “I’m going for a swim. Wanna join me?”

“In a minute, I’m gonna order something I can throw on the grill. What do you feel like having steak or seafood?”

Sam wrinkles his face in thought. “Why not both?”

“Surf and turf it is.” Dean picks up the phone. “Don’t forget sunscreen. I don’t want to deal with your whiny ass if you get burned.”

They spend the day relaxing in the sun, drinking beers, and reminiscing. Dean loves seeing that smile on Sam’s face and he loves being the one to put it there. It’s been a long time since they were alone, just the two of them, without the pressures of a case and Dean feels years younger by the time they pour the wine for dinner.

He’s nervous about the food though he doesn’t know why. For some reason it’s especially important that Sam likes it. And he does. He tells Dean so more than once during the meal and Dean smiles with pride. He pours Sam the last of the wine but notices that he’s staring at the cooler. “Did you want a beer instead?” he asks.

Sam shakes his head. “No.”

“Are we out of beer?” Dean asks since Sam still finds the cooler interesting.

“No, not yet.” Sam raises his wine glass. “Thanks, Dean. I can’t believe we’re finally doing this.”

“Like I said, we earned this.” Dean pushes himself back from the table, perfectly sated after their meal. “The best part? We don’t have to clean any of this up. They’ve got someone to do that for us.” Sam makes a disgruntled face which makes Dean roll his eyes. “Dude I’m going to tip them.”

“No. I mean good,” Sam nods, “but I was just thinking that maid service is definitely not the best part of this trip.”

Dean laughs at himself. “What do you think is the best part, Sam?”

Sam stands up and moves around the table to Dean. He reaches out a hand to pull him from his chair. “You and me, here, alone without a care in the world. That is the best part.”

“I can get on board with that,” Dean says as he allows Sam to lead him back into their suite.

Sam pulls Dean into his arms. “Do you know how long it’s been since I’ve had you all to myself without worrying about interruptions or the world ending?”

“Too long,” Dean whispers stretching up to kiss his brother. He ignores the slight tremor under his feet, not even an earthquake will keep him from his brother.

Michael twitches like a trickle of ice water slid down his neck. What was that? Doesn’t matter. He can’t dwell on it, can’t let it become a weakness Winchester can exploit.

He doesn’t have time, anyway.

The rumble of the Impala tells Michael this will be over much too soon. Sam Winchester and his little army of hunters will put an end to this group of vampires and he will have to start over. If he’s lucky his vamps will kill a few of Sam’s people. If he’s luckier still, they’ll turn one. But he knows they won’t get lucky enough to capture Sam.

Michael doesn’t stick around to help his brood. He has to find Anael, that whore must have told Winchester and company where to find him. She’s going to pay for that.

In the morning there’s fresh fruit, pastries, bacon, and eggs waiting on the lanai for them. Sam’s already at the table when the aroma of fresh coffee entices Dean to join him. Sam hands him a steaming mug. “Dude, I --” recognizing Dean’s nothing before coffee look makes Sam pause. “Right, in a minute.”

With his eyes still closed, Dean savors his first sips. Once the coffee does it’s trick, he opens his eyes. “Alright, what’s up?”

“Here, eat up.” Sam hands him a plate filled with bacon, eggs, and hash browns. “I thought today maybe we’d go fishing. There’s a charter that leaves in an hour.”

The green cooler captures Dean eye. He ignores his food and nods absentmindedly. “When did we get here?”

“Yesterday. Just before one. What’s going on with you?”

“Had a weird dream. There were vampires and you were driving the car instead of me.”

Sam’s eyes widen but he’s smiling. “Ooo, nightmare, huh?” he teases.

Dean ignores the teasing. “It felt really real, ya know? Like I was watching it all happen but not actually a part of it.” He shakes his head as if clearing cobwebs. “Do you like it here?”

“Yeah, it’s beautiful,” Sam assures him quickly. “This place is the vacation we always wanted but never took. So, fishing?”

“Sure, Sammy, whatever you want.” Dean tucks into his food, savoring every bite.

The ocean is the deepest blue Dean has ever seen. It’s beautiful and grand and awe inspiring. Dean drinks it all in because it took a lifetime to get here and he doesn’t know when they’ll ever be back.

Sam is going on about the types of fish that are migrating at that time of year. He knows how big they get and how fast they swim and the best bait to use. Dean’s about to tease him for being a nerd about everything, but seeing the smile on Sam’s face stops him. For a minute. “You gonna talk the fish to death or are you gonna catch one?” His rod and reel are already set and he’s sipping his first beer. Sam gives him a bitch face but joins him, grabbing a beer for himself.

“This is the life, Sammy.” Dean grins tipping his head back to soak in the sun.

Dean’s lost track of time again. He doesn’t think much of it. It’s not as bad as when that witch cursed him and he forgot who he was. But something is scratching at the corner of his mind, telling him that something isn’t right.

He’s about to mention it to Sam when he feels a stabbing pain in his arm. “What the fuck?” He mumbles under his breath. He rubs his bicep and the room around him shimmers. There’s a brief flash of a hooded figure in the woods. “What the hell was that?”

“What the hell was what?” Sam asks.

Dean turns startled, like he forgot Sam was in the room. “Nothing. I tweaked my arm somehow.”

“Huh. Weird. Gettin’ old, dude.”

“Shut up. You’re old.”

Sam snorts at the lame come back. “Yeah, I am, but you’re way older.” HIs insult is softened by his fond smile and the kiss he places on Dean’s neck when he comes up behind him to wrap his arms around him.

Dean allows himself to be encircled in Sam’s arm and tries to ignore the pain in his arm and itching in his brain.

That bitch with the spear must be stopped. Michael gathers some werewolves and puts them on her scent. No need for him to risk injury again. He looks at the scar on his vessel’s arm and wonders if Winchester felt it.

But, Michael doesn’t bother checking in on Dean. The world he created for Dean is based on all of the man’s favorite things. Winchester is so far back in his mind on “vacation” that Michael is confident he might never hear from him again.

Dean’s not bored. Not exactly. He’s having the time of his life with Sammy on this vacation, but he feels like he should be doing something more. It’s almost like he misses hunting. Maybe he only misses the adrenaline rush it provides.

Sam comes in from his morning run and pours himself a glass of lemon water. “So get this, I overheard the staff talking about el chupacabra.”

Dean stares at him for a long moment. He has the oddest sensation, like the room is expanding around him, but Sammy is waiting for a response. “So, you want to go hunt it or something?”

Sam shrugs but he’s also smiling which tells Dean that his brother definitely wants to hunt. Dean sighs like this hunt is a major inconvenience. “Okay. Go take a shower. I’ll see what I can find out.”

There are no coincidences, Dean tells himself when Sam leaves the room. He rubs the phantom pain in his arm and thinks about the figure with the spear. His thoughts are coming so fast he can’t focus. He steps outside for some fresh air and, when his eyes land on the cooler, everything becomes clear.

“That shouldn’t be here.” He turns and races back through the room. His hand is on the knob for the front door to their suite. If he opens the door, he’ll see the Impala. He’s as certain of this as he is his own name. But he knows if she’s out there, Michael still has him and Dean can’t risk the angel knowing he’s onto him.

Dean thinks about a hotel he stayed in when he was sixteen. It was in the Arizona desert. The air was crisp and clean and the sky was the bluest he’d ever seen and stretched out forever. With that memory fixed in his mind, he opens the door to the Arizona desert and Baby shining in the sun.

“Fuck!” he growls, slamming the door.

The room shimmers again and he fears Michael is on his way to tear him away from here and make this possession a million times worse.

But, when Sam’s done with his shower and Michael still hasn’t shown, Dean thinks he might have a chance. He fears he can’t hold his entire plan in his mind at once or that rat bastard angel will figure it out.

“So, what do you think? You want to hunt the chupacabra or what?” Sam’s eager expression ignites more hope within Dean.

“You know that it’s probably a dog with mange, right?”

“Obviously, but if it’s rabid, someone should put it out of its misery. You don’t want it attacking someone or something and spreading the infection.”

“Yeah, sure, but first I want to apologize about the whole Ezekiel/Gadreel mess I got you into. I know I had no right to do that, but I love you and I wasn’t ready to let you go. After you sacrificed so much, it didn’t seem fair that you didn’t get to enjoy it.”

Sam makes a face at the abrupt subject change. “Dean, I forgave you for that a long time ago. Why are you bringing it up now?”

“Because seeing you this happy is all I’ve ever wanted. I’ve always wanted to take a vacation like this, with you.” Dean looks out the sliding door. The sun is at the perfect angle and the palm trees are shading the extra large chaise lounge. A light breeze is rustling the privacy drapes and the sky is that perfect blue.

Dean watches his brother pull on some long cargo shorts and his mind goes back to the tremor from the other night. Maybe that wasn’t an earthquake. “You know, we haven’t done it on those lounges yet.”

Sam snorts a surprised laugh. “You wanna do it outside in broad daylight where anyone can see us?”

“There’s no one around and besides we’ve got nothing to be embarrassed about.”

“A pre-hunt fuck instead of waiting until we get back.” Sam smirks, but he starts to undo he shorts.

“Think of it as a fuck for luck,” Dean adds with a grin while grabbing the lube off the bedside table.

Dean’s laying back, drinking in the beautiful sight of his gorgeous brother riding him, when he feels another tremor and the world around him shimmers. He doesn’t know why sex effects Michael’s hold on him, but he doesn’t care. His joy at this discovery brings his orgasm faster than he would like. Not wanting to disappoint his brother, Dean blows Sam to make up for it.

“Dude,” Sam pants as he catches his breath, “vacation sex might be the best sex yet.”

Dean chuckles and they both lay back on the chaise, the sound of the ocean waves relaxing them. The shimmer has stopped. The only thing Dean feels is the light breeze and the heat coming off his brother.

Dean chooses his next words carefully. He doesn’t want to tip off Michael, but he needs a certain memory. “You were such a badass at Stull, owning Luci like that.”

Sam shakes his head at the praise, but gives Dean a confused look. “That’s because you were there. You never gave up on me.”

“And I never will Sammy. I knew you were strong enough, how’d you take control?”

“I remembered how much you loved me. My whole life, you were always there for me. Even when I thought you were gonna push me away, you accepted me and loved me.”

And Yes! That was it. The memory comes flying back to him. Fifteen year old Sammy, drunk from a bottle of dad's Jack and crying in the rain.

“I hate you!”

Dean sighed and pulled his little brother out of the pouring rain into their motel room. “Yeah, I know. What’d I do this time?”

“Why are you hanging out with Sheila Ward? She’s such a bitch. She's just using you. She’s tryin’ to make her old boyfriend jealous. She doesn’t love you.”

Dean wrapped a dry towel around his shivering little brother. “I know Sam. It’s okay. I don’t care.”

“You should care. You deserve better. I love you. I would be so good to you, Dean. Don’t you see you deserve someone better than her? If only you’d --,” Sam sobbed.

Dean hugged him. “Shh, Sammy, it’s okay. I love you, too. It’s just Sheila can do stuff you-”

“I can do those things, Dean. I’ll do anything you want.” Sam practically slammed his mouth onto Dean’s in a sloppy demanding kiss.

*******************

“That’s enough!” Dean’s voice bellows at him. Only it’s Michael and not him.

Dean’s torn away from his vacation and finds himself treading water in an endless black sea. “What’s enough, Mikey?”

“He’s your brother. It’s one thing when it’s your disgusting fantasy, but a memory?! How can an abomination like you be my perfect vessel?!” Michael’s voice echoes over the water.

“It doesn't matter what you do, Michael, Sam and I are soul mates. We love each other. We even share a heaven.”

“No, it’s not possible,” the angel sputters. “This is an outrage! An obscenity! You don’t belong in heaven.”

“No, it's not,” Dean argues. “It’s love, pure and simple.”

The space around Dean shimmers and he has a brief glimpse of Sam.

“Your father knew about me and Sam and never once did he call us an abomination. Hell, he even wrote books about us.”

“That can’t be!” Michael growls.

“Love is Love. God is Love. Love is the strongest force in the universe. And that’s what Sam and I have an abundance of and it’s something you can never take away from us.”

Michael screams in anger and the world around Dean vibrates with the angel’s rage. He drags Dean deep under the water until there is no light and Dean doesn’t know which way the surface lies. His lungs ache, but he keeps swimming.

*********************

Fearing this is the end, Dean focuses on Sam. He remembers Mary placing his brother in his arms when she brought him home from the hospital. He remembers carrying him out of the fire. He remembers that first kiss that was unlike all the other kisses. “I love you, Sammy.”

“GET OUT!”

Michael is gone in a blink of an eye and Dean is left, collapsing into his brother’s arms. “Sammy?”

“Dean, is it really you?”

“Yeah, it’s really me.”

Dean is exhausted and silent on the drive back to the bunker. He’s resting against Mary in the Impala’s backseat as she attempts to comfort him. All he can do is stare at Sam. When Sam meets his eye in the rearview mirror, Dean tries to reassure him with a smile. Sam’s too worried to smile back.

Sam can feel Dean’s eyes on him, he’s so desperate to have Dean back he fears he’s overlooking an obvious trap. He wonders if Michael is still in Dean, hiding the way Gadreel did. He worries that the refugees in the bunker will be too much for Dean. What if one of them tries to attack Dean before he can tell them he’s no longer Michael?

Back in the bunker, Dean ignores everyone and retreats to his room. Both Sam and Mary follow him, but Sam stops her with a hand on her arm. “I’ve got him, Mom.”

“But,” Mary begins looking a little disappointed but then aquiesses with a nod.

Sam taps on the door, opening it only a crack to say, “Can I come in?”

“I’m fine, Sam.”

Sam peeks his head in. “Can I come in anyway?”

“Yeah.” Dean sounds exasperated.

Sam closes the door behind himself and leans against it. He wants to rush across the room, wrap his arms around Dean and hold on for a lifetime or two but he knows he has to wait for Dean. And right now, Dean’s not able to look him in the eye. It’s a red flag and Sam’s ready with an angel blade but he silently prays he won’t need to use it.

“I’m sorry.” Dean finally looks at him with eyes begging forgiveness. “I shouldn’t have said ‘yes’ but Lucifer had you and I, I couldn’t let him hurt you again.” Disappointed in himself, Dean ducks his head. “I didn’t know what else to do.”

“Dean-”

“I know Michael did awful things but I couldn’t stop him. I wasn’t strong enough.”

“Why’d he let you go?”

Dean looks up at him and for a moment considers telling him everything he remembers, but instead he shrugs. “I don’t know.”

Sam accepts the answer with a nod and edges further into the room. “Can I stay here tonight?”

Dean huffs. “I’m not him. He’s gone. You don’t have to worry-”

“I know,” Sam quickly interjects. “That’s not why I want to stay.” He blows out a shaky breath and steps towards Dean’s dresser. “I didn’t think I’d ever see you again. And if I did,” he sets the angel blade on the dresser, “I thought I’d have to kill you.” Looking over at Dean, he adds, “I don’t know if I could do that.”

“You could.”

Dean’s quick response makes Sam pause. Expressions of anger, hurt and sadness wash over his features. “I’m glad I don’t have to find out.” Dean has to understand how much he means to him. “I looked for you, you know. I followed every lead I could. Mom’s been on my ass ‘cause I haven’t eaten or slept --”

“Or shaved,” Dean teases with a small smirk.

Sam makes a face. He doesn’t want snarky Dean right now. He wants his Dean. He goes back to what has always worked for him in the past. He sits on Dean’s bed. “I was so scared, Dean.” His voice is just above a whisper. “I love you so much and I thought I lost you.”

Dean’s rounding the bed and is hugging his brother to his chest a moment later. “I love you too, kid.” He rubs a hand over Sam’s hair like he has since they were children with no one to comfort them but each other.

“Can I stay here tonight?” Sam asks again. “I don’t want, I mean we don’t have to do anything. I just want to sleep knowing where you are.” Dean goes to pull away but Sam doesn’t let go.

“What about the others?” Dean asks

Sam looks up at him. “I don’t give a shit about the others.”

“Mom?”

Sam scoffs. “Dean, God stayed down the hall from us. He didn’t give a rat’s ass about it so why should we care what anyone else thinks.”

Dean cradles Sam’s face in his hands and stares into his eyes like he’s memorizing them. “Yeah, okay.”

He walks back to the other side of the bed and strips out of the last bit of clothes Michael put on him. On the other side of the bed, Sam is quickly down to his boxer briefs and crawling under the covers. Dean snaps off the light and lets Sam curl up next to him. “You can stay on one condition, Sammy.”

“What?”

“Lose the beard.”

“Some people think it looks good,” Sam argues, rubbing a hand over his cheek.

“I thought we didn’t care what some people think.” Dean turns on his side and says, “And I am not getting whisker burn all over me.”

San chuckles and holds Dean close, pinning their bodies together. He rubs his beard on Dean’s shoulder before he kisses it. “First thing in the morning, it’s gone.”

Dean turns in the tight circle of Sam’s arms and kisses him with all the pent up passion of the last few weeks. Sam eagerly takes all Dean can give him. When they’re lying there, sated, but not ready to let the other one go, Dean whispers, “It was you, Sammy. You saved me. When you told me you loved me. When you trusted me with that love, that gave me the strength to fight Michael.”

They lay quietly together, their breathing falling into a synched rhythm as they drift off into the most peaceful sleep they’ve had in months.

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