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israel is a settler colony.
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Reblog if you're a fanfic writer and you wanna know what your followers' favorite story of yours is ❤
Happy Birthday Supernatural!!!
Sept 13, 2005 - Sept 13, 2018
13 years of the Epic Brotherly Love of Sam and Dean
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Shout to all the fanfic writers I follow
Thank you for putting all the hardwork and dedication you put into writing your stories. You should get more recognition and feedback for all that you do. That’s why I am creating this appreciation post to all of you.
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This is so sweet!! Thank you so much, @moosekateer13!!
Even though it’s been a while since the last time I posted stories, I’m touched that my writing still matters to someone 😊
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Happy fanfiction writers appreciation day!
To any new writers: Be brave! Take the plunge and post your fics - the world can’t wait to read them, and I’m sure they’re wonderful! And if you’ve already done so, then congratulations, and welcome to the world of writing!
To any old writers: Thank you, and keep going! Your fics are appreciated and enjoyed, and hopefully whatever comes next is as loved as it deserves to be!
To the popular writers: Well done on getting your work out there! It’s wonderful to see fics with so many notes, and I hope your next fic is just as appreciated!
To the writers who get 3 notes: Your work is no less amazing than those who get thousands of notes. Keep going, because there are people who adore what you write. You are fantastic and loved.
To the writers who post fics regularly: You are incredible, and should be both admired and feared. Well done for your wonderful work ethic, and for bringing quality writing to your fandoms!
To the writers who update irregularly: You are brilliant. Writing is hard, and just because you don’t update frequently doesn’t detract from the fact that you’re incredible people who are writing for nothing but pleasure. I hope your writing is going well, and that you know that your fics (and you!) are loved.
To the writers who have lost their inspiration: Don’t worry! Inspiration comes and goes, and hopefully your enthusiasm for your fics will come back. Until then, know that the writing you’ve already done is wonderful, and if you decide to continue, it’ll be fantastic.
To every writer: Thank you ❤️
To every single one of you, from one writer to another, Thank You!!
“So what then?” you spat. “Am I supposed to have him over, have a slumber party, pretend we’re good ol’ pals or something?”
Gadreel squeezed his eyes shut, wishing he could stop the memory from playing over and over again in his mind. He found it too impossible a task. How could he ever forget the loathing with which you had looked at him earlier that day?
Maybe he could, but he didn’t want to, not really. This was the punishment he deserved for everything he’d done to the Winchesters, to you. You were the one he couldn’t hide away from. He could be who he was when he was with you, even though he was being someone else.
“He needs a place where he can heal properly. Your home is safer,” Castiel stated, leaving no room for further argument.
“Cas’s right, Y/N,” Dean said through gritted teeth. “Son of bitch’s too weak and no good to us now. ”
Gadreel would later find out that there had been the alternative of him staying at the bunker with the Winchesters, per Sam’s suggestion, but Castiel had vehemently decided against it. It was obvious to everyone that Castiel didn’t want to risk having Gadreel and Dean under the same roof again…not after Dean had slayed and almost killed him with the First Blade.
Gadreel jerked around in the makeshift bed you’d set up for him on your couch. Uncomfortable sensations plagued his vessel: a combination of itchiness and transpiration, to name a few. Even though Castiel had said your home was safe, Gadreel had the strange feeling that he was completely and utterly vulnerable under your roof.
“After everything he’s done…” you said. Your eyes went to Sam before they settled on Gadreel. Hurt clouded your sight for a brief moment before boiling anger replaced it. He had broken your trust, and he feared there was no turning back from that.
“It’s just for a couple of days,” Dean said. He put his hand on your shoulder, then threw Gadreel a long steady look: a predator stalking its cornered prey. “He said he wanted to help. Let’s see if he comes through this time.”
“Can’t sleep?”
Gadreel tensed up. Light footsteps trod the wooden planks before the sound of your steps faded on the rug. Gadreel didn’t have to move much for you to come into view. You stopped by the end of the couch, glanced him over. “Believe it or not, I can hear you tossing and turning from my room.”
Your tone was casual, but your unblinking stare gave the charade away. The shawl over your shoulders couldn’t hide the tension there, even though you were keeping your crossed arms loose. Gadreel hoisted himself up slow, careful not to move too fast.
“I’m sorry, Y/N–”
“Go to hell,” you snapped. “And Dean too. How could you do this to us?” Your arms had begun to shake so bad you put them down to your sides to regain some self-control. “Possessing Sam, lying to–making me think you were–that you were–”
Gadreel rose from the couch, hands slightly raised, keeping his movements steady. “I thought I was doing the right thing, I really did. But you must know, Y/N, you must know I never meant to hurt you.”
He inched closer to you, but you stood your ground, though every muscle in your body ached to back away. “You tricked me,” you said. “You pretended to be Sam, pretended to care for me so I could trust you…and I fell for it.”
You couldn’t take your eyes off each other, not now that you had confessed the truth you had not dared say aloud. Gadreel spoke first, soft and solemn. “I care for you, Y/N. That has not changed.”
You blinked, turned away from his stare. Gadreel reached out for your right hand, clenched in a fist, and held it. His touch was feathery, warm, familiar. How could different skins feel the same? Though the hand touching you was rougher than Sam’s, the familiarity of the touch belonged to the man you had fallen in love with.
Gadreel’s heart almost thumped out of his ribs when your fist relaxed, and you slowly took his hand in yours. You looked up into this vessel’s blue eyes. “You’re not Sam.”
He shook his head. “I’m Gadreel, and I love you. I love you, Y/N.”
Though this time his name had changed, his words to you retained the candour and the tenderness you’d heard before. You let your head rest in his chest, took comfort in his heartbeat, a lullaby you’d come to miss terribly when it all fell apart.
“And I love you. Gadreel.”
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His heart thumped fast and hard before he even realised why. Dean turned, wary eyes searching the crowd. He hadn’t felt that jolt in his chest in over a year, not since…
Green eyes landed on the figure exiting the beaten up yellow Beetle, a pathetic little Volkswagen he used to make fun of but that had eventually grown on him, only because the owner had grown on him, too.
Y/N.
Dean let out a breath, feeling himself let go of the mask, the one that told the world that he was over it, over her–one he had been forced to wear for the past twelve months. She was as breathtaking as he remembered, and, Dean noticed, happier. Happier than she’d been in those last weeks, and definitely much more happier than that day he’d watched her walk out the door.
Y/N smiled then, and Dean smiled back, but it didn’t last long. Y/N reached out and was pulled in for an embrace by a man Dean had not realised was there.
Swallowing down the sudden knot in his throat, Dean watched as the scene he used to be a part of played on before him–without him.
Of course, he thought. This is how it’s supposed to be.
Y/N deserved this. She had made him happy, more than he’d ever been in his entire life. It was time she’d found someone good enough for her, someone who could make her just as happy.
This is how it’s supposed to be.
Oh my, this is one the last imagines I wrote in here! It has a little over a year now whaaat?
Reblogging for the nostalgia of writing fanfics <3
Anonymous asked:
It's 12:51 and I'm think about what it feels like to actually love yourself and be happy
Hey friend, I’m sorry you’re feeling this way tonight. You’re not alone on this–everyone one of us has felt this way, some rarely and some constantly. If I may offer some advice to you, what helps me get through invasive thoughts like these is thinking that if one is already down, the only way to keep going is up.
It takes a lifetime to fully accept and love yourself for who you are, but the small steps towards it begin with forgiving. Don’t be so hard on yourself, my friend. Be kind and be patient with yourself the way you would be with a loved one. When you stop thinking about what you aren’t right now and start thinking about what you are and how far you’ve come, you’ll feel better than you felt the day before.
Each day, think about something you like about yourself. Romanticise it. Embrace the awesome and beautiful quality that makes you ‘you’. And don’t compare yourself to others–everyone is going through the same journey of self-acceptance, their victories are not your failures.
Before you know it, you’ll fall in love with who you are, and that will bring you moments of happiness :)
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Happy Birthday, Dean Winchester ♥ January 24th, 1979
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For Writers:
Reblog if it’s okay for your followers to leave you an ask telling you what the one thing is they remember you for as a writer. Is it a scene or a detail or a specific line? Is it something like style or characterization? Is it that one weird kink they never thought they’d be into, but oh my god wow self-discovery time?
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Saving people, hunting things, the family business. (Happy anniversary Supernatural!)
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What's my reputation? What do you think when you see my URL?
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jensenackles: My 8 month old son’s selfie skills are scary good. Happy Friday folks.