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â° đš attention pleaseđđš
Dear friends and compassionate supporters,
This is Eman Zaqout, from Occupied Gaza, Palestine. I am a Biotechnologist ,đ©žđ and scientific researcher contacting you at a really desperate moment.
I am seeking your assistance to raise funds for saving our lives, facing the starvation in Gaza and help me achieve my doctoral degree dream after being awarded OWSD PhD Fellowship for inspirational womenđđ©âđ




just like any motivated and loving life woman, and for years, I poured my heart and soul into my work at Al-Shifa Hospital and Turkish Palestinian Friendship Hospital, as Biotechnology Specialist serving cancer patients with compassion and skill.
photos of Turkish Palestinian Friendship Hospital before and after the IDF destruction


photos of Al-Shifa Hospital before and after the IDF destruction


I also gave medical lectures to students at different universities and training centers in Gazađâ


As a result of my outstanding grades in my study and the excellent performance in my job, I have been a holder of different scholarship and I am active participant in many research visits and scientific missions. đȘThe last scholarship as at McGill University in Canada three months ago before the starting of the genocide in Gaza.đ«



However,đ„
My life changed dramatically when Israeli military launched a sweeping war against Gaza. My home and our neighborhood in the North have been destroyed along with our belongings and precious memories early in this crisis.đąđ


My job and my husband's job are gone. Israeli military forced us to evacuate from the north Gaza to the south where they claimed it would be the safe zone but it is not at all. Our sweet home and neighborhood have been destroyed đ„đđ


Forced to flee with nothing but the clothes on our backs, today, we find ourselves sheltering in a displacement camp lacking access to sanitation, medical supplies, food and drinkable water. I will not talk a lot about the dire and unbearable life we have to go through, as no word can express it fairly đ„șđŁ


The good news in the midst of this tragedy, that I am one of the 22 women from the developing world who have been awarded OWSD- PhD fellowship to pursue my PhD study in MalaysiađđȘ. But now I am stuck in Gaza unable to achieve my dream because Israeli army has occupied and closed all the border crossings đđ

Meet 22 fellows awarded OWSD PhD fellowship
This genocide has been 11 months of hell and horror. We have reached a point where there is no hope left for us here in Gaza, where we are unfortunately just waiting for our turn to die.

Nevertheless,
I refuse to succumb to despair, holding on to the belief that brighter days lie ahead.
With your kindness and generosityđ„ș, I hope to survive the genocide and reclaim the path to achieving my doctorate đđ©ž
Your compassionate aid would mean the world to me and my family.đ„șđâ€đ”đžâ
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anyone going to the Ghost concert in Lyon on april 26 next year?
pls pls lemme know i promise i donât bite đ«¶đ»đ«¶đ»đ«¶đ»
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Real - Midam
prompt: Itâs been like this for months now, Adam wanting a real kiss from Michael, not a vision. So Michael tries everything to make his human happy, even asking Sam Winchester for a little help.
Midam, Adam x Michael, third POV, 1574 words
warnings: soft fluffy imagine but slight mention of anxiety and overprotection, physical touch like hugs & kisses (romantic way), physical affection (friendly hand on shoulder)
a/n: this imagine takes place after last season, forgetting almost everything from the last season tbh (Dean, Crowley, Castiel, Gabriel, etc arenât dead)
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âI wish we could kiss,â said Adam with a small sad smile. Michael projected a kiss in Adamâs mind, trying his best to make it feel as real as possible. Adam shook his head, erasing the sweet image.
âNot like this. I mean a real kiss, your mouth on mine⊠yâknow?â
Michael didnât answer. What could he? A real kiss wasnât easy, near impossible, without possessing another body. And even when possessing another body, the kiss never felt right. The vessel was different each time, making Adam uncomfortable â almost as if he was cheating on his boyfriend even if Michael were the same no matter his vessel.
So when Adam asks for a real kiss, Michael says nothing. When Adam is asleep or when Michael is fully controlling their shared body, the archangel would try to work on his powers to become stronger, to make the illusion of the kisses and hugs even more real without leaving his body. But it was harder than he thought and he had no one to ask advice to. He feared his own brothers would pity or shame him and he didnât want this â or more like he didnât want them to joke about it in front of Adam. He thought about asking Castiel but Cas isnât strong enough to know this kind of power. Hell, he even thought asking Crowley or Rowena! but he didnât want to be involved with black magic or demon.
Hence why he was knocking on Samâs door. Entering the bunker wasnât easy and he feared Dean wouldnât let him entered if Adam wasnât there but the oldest Winchester seemed to have softened and let him in. After having answered vaguely Deanâs questions, he walked straight to Samâs bedroom. He opened quickly, as if he was waiting for Michael to come, making him feel weird.
âHi Michael, what can I do for you?â asked Sam almost immediately.
Michael looked at him from head to toe. Disoriented. Uncomfortable.
âHow?âŠâ he couldnât even finish his sentence, Sam answering already.
âWhen Adam knocks, itâs soft and I always almost donât hear it. Youâre knocking on the door as if your life depends on it. And Dean sent me a message. So, what can I do for you?â
Michael winced. Of course the answer was as simple as that. He sighed, entering Samâs room and closing behind him.
âWell it is rather⊠embarrassing. Know that I hate asking you for this but I am here for Adam.â
âGo on.â
Sam sat on his bed, showing the deskâs chair to Michael, feeling this conversation would be a long one. Michael hesitated but finally sat on the chair, looking at Sam. God, it was so hard to talk about something as private as this.
âDude, if itâs for Adam I wonât judge you so go on.â
The younger Winchester had something kind and generous in him. Michael thought for a second, before finally saying to himself that he made the right decision. Michael started to talk, to share things to Sam while the boy was listening carefully, nodding his head from time to time. He even reached for Michaelâs shoulder to pat it, to give him comfort and confidence in his revelation. Sam wasnât judging the archangel not feeling pity â as Michael feared â he was silently supporting and maybe even trying to search for a solution already.
âBut I canât. It doesnât work and I didnât know who to ask for help. So I thought you were the one who could help me without judging us or shaming Adam for being with me.â
Sam said nothing, he just stared at Michael and the archangel suddenly felt as if he said something dumb or wrong. But Sam only smiled softly then raising on his feet.
âMichael, man, nobody will judge Adam for loving you. You spent 1080 years in Hell together!â
âSo⊠youâll help me? Without saying anything to the others?â
âRight,â Sam sighed. âIf you wish to not say anything, I wonât.â
Michael almost jumped from his chair.
âThank you, Sam Winchester.â
âWoah, calm down with the family name. Iâm just helping, I didnât say itâll work. Why donât you ask Jack by the way? Heâs God now.â
âBecause heâs a kid.â
âYeah but the most powerful one. Anyway, gotta start reading some books. Be ready for your training, Iâll call you when I find something.â
Sam winked at Michael and made him leave his room, then heading straight to the bunkerâs library. Michael stayed there, helpless and unable to say anything, just leaving the bunker after having say goodbye to Dean. He returned at home and was so perturbed that he let Adam take the control again.
When Sam called, it was late during the night. Adam was asleep, Michael wide awake, champing at the bit, afraid Sam called someone and told everything. But when the phone rang, Michael jumped on it and answered straight away. Sam chuckled.
âAlright. I think I found something. Iâll come over, you wonât achieve anything in the bunker.â
And with this single message, the Winchester stopped the call and was with Michael twenty minutes later. A chance nobody was on the road, Sam said. Michael didnât dare to ask how far above the speed limit he was. Sam exposed his books, showing Michael everything he found about the urgent matter.
Michael didnât have the time to read, urging Sam to explain what he had to do. The younger brother laughed but told him, explaining everything he found. So the archangel tried. And retried. Again. And again. Until he said stopped. It was almost dawn and Sam didnât sleep. Michael could tell he was exhausted to watch a grown archangel, the oldest one, not even reaching a small part of his goal. He knew Sam felt as if he was failing him. Michael wanted to say that he did his best helping him and that he should go home and rest but Sam didnât want to. He wanted to continue, to find a solution, to make Adam happy and Michael feeling better about their relationship.
âMichael, you have to feel what youâre wishing for, what you wanna make Adam feel, otherwise it canât work.â
âIâm trying Sam, but it doesnât work! Go home, I canât do that.â
âNo. You have to understand how to be vulnerable. This power works only if youâre as vulnerable as Adam, if you feel the same things as Adam. Nothing can happen, so try again, make you vulnerable.â
âHow? I have to protect him, Sam, I am an archangel andâŠâ
âYouâre Adamâs boyfriend right now, you have to make sure heâs happy and you have to love him. Love sure is a feeling of vulnerability so you have to break the walls you created around you. Go on, please, man. You can do it. Just⊠let your feelings take over.â
âIf something happens, youâll protect us?â
âDude Iâm a hunter, of course. Now shut up and try already!â
The archangel never felt this, a strange feeling, as he was trying to become like Adam. He suddenly felt lighter, enveloped by Adamâs love, feeling his own love enveloping and embracing him â he saw them kissing, hugging, he felt and saw it and wished for it to be true, wishing so hard that he forgot everything and only thought about Adam and felt even more in love and he tried to redirect his affection towards Adam and in no time he felt an answer to his kiss. The archangel closes his eyes, leaning in the kiss, in the new embrace. He didnât ask himself what was happening â for the first time he was enjoying Adam and himself only, without anything coming in between them. Sam, from the outside, saw Adam and Michaelâs shared body leaning in the soft mattress and pillows. He saw all the anxiety and blood pressure of Michael leaving the body, almost as if Adam took control again. But it was still the archangel, powerfully dominating his feelings and Adam.
That is when Michael felt the urge to press himself against Adam that the human woke up, in the tightest hug and most loving kiss he ever had. He was submerged by Michaelâs love, surprised even. But most of all, he was happy, serene, calm. He was enjoying everything his archangel was giving him at the moment and what a moment! It felt as if they were doing it for years but Adam would never want to stop. It felt too right, too perfect to break it. But the archangel couldnât stay like this for too long, leaving his human eager for more. Yet Adam was still feeling the link between them, he could almost see it and even though he was left without being warned.
No one dared to speak, Michael too surprised by himself, Adam too shocked and happy, and Sam couldnât resign himself from stopping this quite private moment. The archangel only looked at the Winchester and only moved his lips in a âthank youâ. Sam, without making a sound, left them. Michael was still hugging Adam, clenching at him. Adam was still feeling everything, almost painting after this mouthful kiss. A kiss that prevented a lot more, now that the archangel knew how to be even more powerful to fulfill his humanâs desires.
âHow did this kiss felt so real?â
âBecause I made myself stronger for you.â
#supernatural#spn#midam#midam spn#michael x adam#michael spn#adam spn#adam milligan#archangel michael spn#adam supernatural#michael supernatural#midam supernatural#sam winchester spn#sam winchester#sam winchester supernatural#jake abel#jake abel midam#spn imagine#midam imagine#spn fanfic#spn fandom#supernatural imagine#supernatural fluff#supernatural fanfiction#spn fic#spnfandom#spnfamily#midam fluff#domestic fluff#fluff
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Good Evening
prompt: after a hard day with SAMCRO, Chibs could really use a shower, a dinner and your presence. Nothing else but a sweet evening with his s/o.
gender neutral!reader, third pov, Chibs & reader are a couple, reader is friend with Sons of Anarchy, 820 words
warnings: mention of blood, mcâs activites, nudity, smoking, drinking (wine) allusion of sexual activity, age gap, physical touch (romantic way)
a/n: small fluffy imagine with Chibs just bc I love him; donât hesitate to send request for every character you want (:
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âBabe Iâm home,â you heard Chibsâ voice across the small apartment you two shared. You got up from your bed you were sitting on and you came to meet a slightly bloody Chibs. âNot mine,â he just whispered as he saw you looking at him.
âYou wanna talk âbout it?â you simply asked while you both were heading to the bathroom.
âNope. Right now I want you and me in the shower,â he replied with a grin, which made you laugh.
âYou never stop,â you said and he shook his head.
âNever, babe.â
Chibs kissed you, already undressing himself. You did the same, and the both of you went under the hot water. You were used to Chibsâ activities with the Sons of Anarchy. In fact, you were used to the charterâs activities. So when Chibs would returned at home all bloody after a day, you would not freaked out or complained. You would always stayed there for him if he wanted to talk, but you would never pushed him, only doing whatever the two of you wanted to enjoy your evenings.
After your shower Chibs was only wearing a towel around his hips while you were already wearing your pyjamas.
âWhat dâyou want for dinner?â you asked him.
âYe,â he replied, a crooked grin on his lips.
âAgain? You sure you can handle that many rounds?â you were only playing with him, of course.
âLove, I mighâ be more than 15 years older than ya but I still can show ya whoâs the boss here.â
He gave you a kiss and a small slap on one of your butt cheek, making you laugh.
âTo be honest Iâll eat whateverâs left in the fridge and the cupboards. I think yaâll need to run some errands tomorrow if itâs alright for ya.â
âYeah no probâ Iâll do it.â
You smiled softly, already busy finding what to cook. You knew Chibs could also cook, but sometimes you just like being the one cooking. While you were busy making dinner, Chibs would usually set the table and poured a glass of wine for the both of you, the smell of his smoke blending with the smell of the food.
After having put some sweat pants on, Filip returned in the kitchen, dinner almost ready. You didnât do anything fancy, only spaghetti, but that was always great for him after a day working with the club. You put the plate before him as he was turning the tv on. You sat next to him and he gave you your glass of wine.
âWhat dâya wanna watch?â Chibs asked.
âLetâs watch Pride and Prejudice!â you immediately replied.
âAgain? Isnât it like the third time in two month we watch it?â
âYeah but I love it,â you said with big pleading eyes.
ââkay but next time Iâm the one choosinâ the movie.â
You smiled and went to put the dvd in the player.
It was your little habit. Just you two and a movie night, relaxing together. Of course Chibs loved to spend the night at the clubhouse but sometimes he was better alone with you than with the club. And sometimes he also loved having you around at the clubhouse. It all depended on his moods, yours, the day you both had. And right now, spending some time with your loved one, felt like the perfect evening.
âAye, canât get enough of that movie, can ye?â Filip put an arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer to him as the movie just finished.
âIâm sure you love it too,â you joked.
âKinda have too, after havinâ watch it that many times.â
Chibs laughed then kissed you and you went deeper in his embrace. You smelt his cologne mixed with the smoke and you felt at home.
He let a hand running through your hair and you stared at the paused screen in front of you. The black background was letting you see yourself in Chibsâ arms. You also could see his disturbed face and look.
âWhatâs going through that head of yours?â you asked, brushing his cheek with your nose.
âToo many things, babe. Donât wanna upset ya with the clubâs shit.â He kissed your forehead. âJaxâs a good president, I trust him enough.â
You nodded and kissed his cheeks. He lit a cigarette and you looked at him, only to meet his gaze on you.
âWhat?â you asked.
âNothinâ. Yeâre cute. What if we go to bed?â Chibs asked, a small and soft smile on his lips. You agreed and you both put an end â in your bedroom â to another crazy day.
You knew a small evening with you in his arms could make Chibsâ day better, so thatâs what you did tonight. With him, you never felt the need to ask him about his day or about the clubâs activities because he was the one to talk to you when he needed to.
#sons of anarchy#soa#chibs sons of anarchy#soa chibs#chibs telford#chibs x reader#chibs x you#chibs imagine#sons of anarchy imagine#soa imagines#chibs fanfiction#soa fanfiction#sons of anarchy fanfiction#filip telford#filip chibs telford#soa x reader#sons of anarchy x reader#soa x you#sons of anarchy x you#domestic fluff#fluffy imagine#gender neutral!reader#gender neutral y/n#gender neutral fanfic#gender neutral reader#soft fanfic#soft chibs telford#tommy flanagan#chibs telford x reader#filip telford x reader
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HELLO HI HELLO ILY HAVE A GOOD EVENING OKAY GOODBYE <333
HIII HELLOOOO HII ILY2 HOPE YOU HAVE A GOOD DAYYY TAKE CARE BYEEEE <333
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you're invited to: nattie's birthday party đ„łđ
welcome to my birthday party! in honour of my 22nd birthday on july 31st, i'm holding a celebration! please read the rules first and the activities before sending in an ask <3
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rules - please follow me before you send an (anonymous) ask !! - you're allowed to send more requests! (limited to 2 per ask, you can send in multiple asks) - it would be kind if you could repost this post, so more people can celebrate my birthday with me ! - the celebration is open from july 23 to august 1st - you can choose characters from the following fandoms: stranger things, supernatural, shameless, sons of anarchy, criminal minds
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Soldier Boy/Ben
hi Iâm Dem! shorter for demon (:
hereâs my Soldier Boy masterlist! I wanted to start a series of imagines with Soldier Boy. I really want to write more about him and Iâve some ideas and some wonât be only one part so I guess itâs time for me to make a special masterlist only for Soldier Boy so you can find each imagine (and their next parts) easier. And my big masterlist wonât be too messy! Mostly soft and fluffy, some spoiler free and some not, no smut, Iâll write what I want and like.
please please if you have any idea you want me to write, feel free to ask!! enjoy the imagines <3
Iâm not used to this stuff but if you want me to tag you on my next imagines just reply under this post (my post arenât scheduled so donât expect to be tagged every day nor every week)
also, you can find me on twitter under @/_theangelssing
Good Morning
Painting
#the boys series#the boys#the boys fanfic#the boys tv#the boys fandom#the boys fic#soldier boy fanfic#Soldier Boy#soldier boy fic#jensen ackles#soldier boy x reader#ben x reader#ben (soldier boy)#soldier boy imagine#the boys imagine#soldier boy x y/n#soldier boy x you#neutral reader#gender neutral y/n#gender neutral fanfic
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Painting
Ben being Ben, gender neutral!reader, third pov, Ben & reader are a couple, Reader is friend with The Boys
warnings: physical touch (romantic way), fluff & soft mostly, domestic fluff
a/n: this imagine will have a next part, mention of The Boys, only based on the tv show! forget everything about the end of the boys and letâs pretend the boys and soldier boy are friends <3
prompt: You thought Ben was the kind of guy who doesnât remember anything their partner talk about. But You were wrong, Ben actually does remember everything youâre talking about. Hereâs the proof with a painting you absolutely loved.
âLuv, where did you see the painting you were talking about the other day?â
You looked at him with big round eyes.
âCan you repeat, please?â you asked.
He only entered the room but was surprised to see you looking at him like that.
âUh,, I was asking you about the painting you were talking about the other day. Where did you see it?â
âYou mean, the painting?â
âWell, I think so, yeah,â he answered, kind of disturbed by how you were acting. âDoll, you sure youâre okay?â
You didnât reply straight away, you were trying to understand how he couldâve remembered this small detail.
âWeâre both talking about the painting from the small gallery on the street the boys are staying?â
âI guess, yeah, I think so, why?â Ben was slowly starting to worry.
âI barely mentioned it, never thought it was that important for you.â
It was Benâs turn to look at you with big round eyes.
âLuv, you were really excited to go there only for that painting. âcourse I remember it.â
âWell, true, but it wasnât the most important thing we did the other day.â
âYou said you wanted it in your house. It was important.â
You looked at each other, you still shocked and him still amazed by how you could imagine he wouldnât have remembered that detail.â
âAnyway, I asked because the exhibition ends today and the owner wants to sell it. Do you still want it?â
You blinked before pinching yourself.
âLuv why are you doing that?â
âWho told you about that? I didnât mention it!â
âNot to me but you talked about it with Hughie. I was there yâknow, still have functional hearing. And a brain.â
âYeah, right,, sorry. Just didnât think you would remember that.â
âCâmon, letâs ask the owner so you can have your painting.â
You lowered your eyes, looking at the floor. Ben took your hands, he didnât understand your brutal change of behavior.
âAs sweet as it is from you to propose that, I canât afford buying the painting,â you sadly said.
âWho said you will buy the painting?â
For the second time you blinked and looked at Ben with big round eyes. You stayed speechless while Ben was grinning.
âDoll, donât forget who am I, please.â
âI donât but,,â
âNo but, you let me offer you that painting.â
He was strict but sweet as the same time. You still could make your own choice, of course, but you knew he was sincere so it wasnât difficult.
âYou sure? I donât wanna,,â
âIâm sure luv, if I tell ya,â he replied softly.
You finally nodded and Ben knew it was your answer. A bright smile took place on his lips.
âRight, letâs get ready then.â
He kissed you and you only murmured a âthank youâ.
âOf course luv, anything for you.â
Ben was hard sometimes, but with you he was gentle, patient. You were happy to be with him, and thankful to the boys for letting you be with him.
#soldier boy and the boys are friends let me be delusional pls#the boys series#the boys#the boys fanfic#the boys tv#the boys fandom#the boys fic#soldier boy fanfic#soldier boy#soldier boy fic#jensen ackles#fluff#soldier boy x reader#ben x reader#ben (soldier boy)#domestic fluff#soft fanfic#soldier boy x y/n#soldier boy x you#gender neutral y/n#gender neutral fanfic#soft soldier boy#the boys season 3#the boys s3#gender neutral reader#gender neutral!reader#soldier boy imagine#soldier boy/you#soldier boy/reader
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Comfort Snacks (OS - AO3 - Gabriel x platonic!Reader)
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Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Gabriel & Reader
Characters: Gabriel, Reader
Rating: General Audience
Words: 1,107
Synopsis: Y/N feels down as they stay in another motel room but the unexpected apparition of an archangel might change that.
Tags: Platonic Relationships, Friendship, Hunter!Reader, depressed!reader, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Comfort, Pet Names, Hugs, Snacks & Snack Food, Movie Night, Platonic Cuddling, Fluff, slight mention of Balthazar, slight mention of Dean and Sam, Comforting Gabriel (Supernatural), Gender-Neutral Pronouns, gender-neutral!reader
#supernatural#spn#spn fic#gabriel x reader#platonic#gender neutral reader#spn fanfic#one shot#comfort#fluff#gabriel spn#gabriel supernatural#supernatural fic#supernatural fanfiction#spn one shot#supernatural one shot#platonic!reader#gender neutral!reader
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Paradise City (AO3 - OS)
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Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean Winchester/Crowley
Characters: Dean Winchester, Crowley, Baby
Rating: General Audience
Words: 1,587
Synopsis: Dean Winchester does a karaoke alone in his car. Little does he know that changing slightly the lyrics of Paradise City from âthe girls are prettyâ to âthe boys are prettyâ will change his relationship with Crowley.
Tags: Coming Out, Fluff, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Comfort, Trans Dean Winchester, Trans Male Character, FTM Dean Winchester, Drowley, Crowlean - Freeform, Pansexual Crowley (Supernatural), Love, Love Confessions, Bisexual Dean Winchester, Song: Paradise City (Guns N' Roses), Karaoke, Driving, Crowley (Supernatural) Loves Dean Winchester, Dean Winchester loves Crowley (Supernatural), Supportive Crowley (Supernatural), Anxious Dean Winchester, Dean Winchester Has A Panic Attack, Crowley (Supernatural) comforts Dean Winchester, Partners to Lovers, Mild Language, Tiny bit of transphobia (in the past) mentioned
#supernatural#spn#fanfic#spn fic#drowley#dean winchester#crowley#dean winchester x crowley#crowlean#os#ao3 link#ao3fic#read on ao3#ao3
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Good Morning
Ben being Ben, neutral!reader, Ben and Reader are engaged, third pov, spoiler free (only mention is soldier boyâs story)
warnings: physical touch (romantic way), fluff & soft mostly, domestic fluff
a/n: this imagine doesnât take place during The Boysâ events, I just took Soldier Boyâs story and did the imagine, only based on the tv show! I wrote that one at midnight, sorry if thereâs any error, please do tell me. as always, if you want more, feel free to ask!
prompt: what if Soldier Boy was free from the Russian by you a long time ago? You and Ben living an happy romantic life.
The sun was hitting through the open windows while the curtains were moving slowly because of the wind. It was a peaceful summer morning. The light woke you up. It was still early and you were still sleepy. The body against yours didnât move when you tried to come closer, you just heard a grunt. You kissed one of your boyfriendâs cheek. Only after that you finally felt an arm around your own body, making you giggle.
Ben and you bought a cosy house far away from the city. You always wanted to live in a cottage and he made sure your dream comes true. You spent many months working together so the house could become your little nest. You were proud of you, and at the end of the renovations Ben asked you to be his spouse and you said yes without any doubts.
As a young engaged couple, you were always watching your ring a lot. Ben chose the perfect one. This morning didnât escape your routine. You tried to remove your arm from Benâs and you watched the little ring shining on your finger. It made you smile. You felt and saw Benâs hand on yours, intertwining your fingers.
âAlready awake sweetheart?â he asked while kissing your forehead.
âMmhmmh,â you muttered.
A small smile appeared on his lips and he started to slowly stroke your hand with his. You really liked the cute Ben, you always liked everything about him, except his misogyny â even though he was doing his best to actually change the way heâs acting as he doesnât live in 1940 anymore.
âWhat are you thinking about?â he wondered, as you were staring at your intertwined fingers without moving.
âI wish we could make breakfast together, today,â you replied while moving your head to meet his eyes. He was looking right at you, with his usual lovely morning expression.
âRight, what dâyou wanna eat?â
You were kinda surprised he accepted that fast so you didnât answered right away. You were too lost in his glance anyway.
âBaby? What do you want for breakfast?â
âI want some pancakes! Oh and can we make some cookies too?! Not for breakfast but i really want cookies. With orange juice. Or apple juice! Wait wait, with milk, itâs better with milk.â
You heard him laughing before kissing you.
âSweetheart, you can eat whatever you want yâknow,â he said then kissed your forehead for the second time this morning.
âI know but.. Itâs breakfast..â
âWell, letâs have some pancakes with milk for breakfast then we do your cookies while drinking apple and orange juices.â
Oh how you loved this man. He was always there for you whatever you needed or wanted.
âAre you sure you want to make pancakes and cookies with me?â you asked, not so sure of you though.
âOf course, as long as it makes you happy,â he replied with his eyes in yours, the green meeting something deep in your soul, you could feel it.
You muttered a thank you and before being able to understand what was going on, you were in his arms and out of bed.
âBen!â you yelled as he was holding you on his shoulder. He sure was laughing, proud of him, and you couldnât help but laugh with him as he was heading to the kitchen.
âIâll land your majesty on the counter, if thatâs good for your majesty.â You just nodded as an answer.
He gave you a little squeeze on your thigh before you felt the wood under you.
âWhat do we do first?â he asked you.
âWe find the ingredients, a bowl and a frypan.â
âDonât move, I do it.â
You contained your laugh while watching him struggling to find everything. This poor man didnât know his own kitchen that well.
âWant some help?â
âUh.. No. You stay on the counter,â he replied, not so sure of himself.
After some minutes Ben finally found a bowl and a frypan. But he was clueless looking in the fridge.
âDo you even know what are the ingredients?â you finally asked him as he was closing the fridgeâs door.
âWell.. I never made pancakes yâknow..â
âThatâs what I thought,â you laughed and get down off the counter. âLet me explain.â
Ben wasnât the best, you knew about his past, but you were both in love with each other and nothing else mattered during those soft moments. You knew he still had a lot to learn if he wanted to fit in todayâs society but you always promised to be there for him. Of course you also knew Soldier Boy would always be Soldier Boy, but for you he was Ben, the man who asked you to become his only spouse. He still was making mistakes but he was so careful with you.
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You're Sam's twin
you're Sam's twin and so, Dean's sibling. gender neutral!reader
warning: angst? mostly soft, speaking about losing someone because of the distance.
a/n: based on the first season, not a big imagine, I can do more if you want to, just tell me! I also accept prompts requests.
prompt: how is it to be Sam's twin? pre-university & post-university.
pre-university:
both of you would always be trying to be better than the other, but in the sweet way
you would always tease Dean together
Sam would talk to you about his desire to have a normal life
and you would support him anyway
the separation would be hard though
Sam would try to stay in touch with you as much as he can
but you would lost contact because of your two very different lives
you would always be wondering if he's alright and if he's happy
Sam would always know that you're safe with Dean
post-university:
you would be afraid of losing him again
Sam would be sad to see you closer to Dean but he would understand
so you wouldn't really want to speak a lot with him, at first
but after a few weeks you would try to find the relationship you lost when he had left
Sam would be the absolute sweetest with you
he would always be there for you whatever you need/want
he would always listen to you whatever you need to talk about
he would try to find the relationship you lost while researching
you would be wary at first and it would make Sam sad
"I'm sorry for everything y/n"
"it's okay, i just need time I guess"
you would talk a lot about it to Dean
after a few months you would start to trust Sam again
"can we read a book together?", you would say
and Sam would know that you're ready to try to find what you lost
"of course, come here" he would say while opening his arms
it would take time but you finally would be as if he never had left
of course both of you would have change but you would have to admit you missed your twin
and Sam as well would have to admit he missed you
you would enjoy pranking Dean together
you would love to do some buddy reading and researches together
called "The Shining twins" by Dean
#supernatural#dean winchester#spn#spn s1#winchester#dean#fanfic#sam winchester and reader#sam winchester spn#dean winchester spn#dean winchester supernatural#dean winchester and reader#sam winchester supernatural#sam#winchester and reader#spn fic#supernatural imagine#supernatural fic#fic writing#fic prompt#spn famdom#spn imagine#spn ff#supernatural fanfiction#dean fic#sam fic#sam winchester fanfiction#fluff#angst#sam winchester fluff
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Life Damage (AO3 - OS)
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Fandom: Gotham Knights
Pairing: Harvey Dent/Bruce Wayne
Characters: Harvey Dent, Bruce Wayne
Rating: Teens & Up
Words: 1002
Synopsis: Harvey Dent discovers the lifeless body of Bruce Wayne, his long time boyfriend. His mind starts spiralling.
Tags: Beginning of episode 1, Bruce Wayne is Dead, Hurt No Comfort, Emotional Hurt, Canonical Character Death, Death, Mentioned Turner Hayes, Harvey Dent Needs A Hug, Trans Harvey Dent, Soft Flashback in the middle, Established Relationship, Trans Male Character, ftm Harvey Dent, Coming Out, Bruce Wayne is a good ally, Harvey Dent/Bruce Wayne but nobody knows besides themselves,Good Parent Harvey Dent, Emotional Baggage, Sad, Sad Ending, it explores the scene where Harvey Dent discovers Bruce Wayne's body, Emotional Damage, Tragic gay shit,Tragic Romance, Love, love but death kills everything
#gotham knights#harvey dent#cw gotham knights#GK#os#fanfic#fic#ao3#Harvey Dent/Bruce Wayne#trans Harvey Dent#ftm Harvey Dent#hurt no comfort#misha collins#coming out#emotional baggage#sad fic#sad ending#Bruce Wayne is a good ally#sad fanfic#Iâm making too many theories about Gotham knight#brainrot
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Demon's obsessions

hi guys! I'm Demon (they/them), and here's the fandom side of me. I mostly write and do some icons in my (not so) free time. I'll try to link my posts here, to help you find my pieces of work.
I don't write regularly, nor do I edit photos. My requests are open so feel free to ask me if you want something (edit &/or fanfic), I'll do it if I feel comfortable enough. Please be kind if I don't post your request right away.
I can write characters ships, x & and reader. Know that I don't write smut. My writings are mostly soft and fluffy. I'm here to bring comfort most of the time but I can add some angst or/and jealousy. I also put every warnings I can but do let me know when I forget one.
when you request something, please try to be precise if you want something complex! I also headcanon Evan Buckley as trans masc! I'll add more and more things here so give it a look sometimes. :D
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2 new icons bc why not. :D
feel free to take them! just like or reblog <3
#dean winchester#dean winchester edit#dean winchester icons#supernatural#spn#spn icons#spn edit#spn s1#spn dean winchester#dean winchester spn#dean winchester supernatural#supernatural s1#supernatural season 1#jensen ackles
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Hearts And Velvet (AO3-OS)
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Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Crowley/Dean Winchester
Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel, Crowley
Rating: General Audiences
Words: 2913
Tags: Valentine's Day, Valentine's Day Fluff, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Established Crowley (Supernatural)/Dean Winchester, Love, Gifts, FTM Dean Winchester, Trans Male Character, Castiel is Dean Winchester's Best Friend, Supportive Castiel (Supernatural), Repressed Bisexual Dean Winchester, Trans Male Dean Winchester, Crowley loves Dean Winchester, Dean Winchester Loves Crowley, Declarations Of Love, Engagement Rings, Supportive Crowley (Supernatural), Chocolate, Drowley, Crowlean, No Smut, Fluff, Romance, Dean Winchester is Loved, Crowley (Supernatural) is Loved, Protective Castiel (Supernatural), Crowley ends up wearing flannel, Mild Language, Mention of alcohol
Synopsis: It's Valentine's Day and Dean Winchester is determined to celebrate it for the first time with his boyfriend, Crowley. Thankfully, Castiel agrees to help him to find gifts.
#supernatural#spn#supernatural fic#supernatural fanfic#spn fic#dean winchester x crowley#drowley#crowlean#ftm dean winchester#trans dean winchester#bi dean#dean winchester#crowley
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Special Valentineâs Day with the Winchesters
youâre Samâs twin and so, Deanâs sibling. gender neutral!reader
warnings: light swearing.
a/n: based on the first season; 787 words; happy Valentineâs day you guys <3
prompt: after a hunt youâve the opportunity to rest at the cityâs motel but while Sam and you were asleep, Dean was preparing some gifts.
a sweet and fluffy Valentineâs Day because you can platonically share presents with your siblings too
It was the 15th of February, really early in the morning or really late in the night, not the 14th but not fully the 15th. You had a hard day with your brothers â and a hard half-night too â because of some crappy ghosts. Youâve barely reached your bed to crash on it when you saw Dean suddenly really interested by his bag. Not that he couldnât, but you never saw him as interested as that time. Because you were too tired to say anything, you just tried to doze off for a moment.
 You were awakened by the sound of someone moving around you. You opened your eyes only to see Dean with something in his hands. After rubbing your eyes, you searched for Sam, and saw him asleep in the bed near yours. Seeking the attention of your oldest brother, you moved your body on the sheets as if you wanted to sit on it. Dean turned immediately to face you, a surprised look on his face.
 âDid I wake you up?â he asked, looking really concerned.
âMmhâŠâ was your only answer as you were staring at the something in his hands. Now that you could see what it was, you discerned a small package, black with some blue doodles on it. You were too curious not to ask what it was for, but Dean hid it as soon as he understood what you were staring at.
âItâs nothing. Try to sleep, Sib,â he tried to answer but you werenât satisfied by that, you wished to know more, to know what your brother was up to, but you also understood that he wouldnât give you an answer, or at least not yet, so you decided to let it go.
 You went to the bathroom to brush your teeth and to put on your pajamas and by the time youâd returned in the room, Sam was awake too, talking with Dean. You frowned at your two brothers and the oldest one stood up.
âCâmon Sib, sit next to Sammy, Iâve something for both of you,â he said with a small smile. You were curious but also afraid what might be the something, but you still sat with your twin on his bed. Looking at him, he was as lost and clueless as you, also woke up by Dean in the middle of his sleep. âBetter be worth it, Dean,â he told him.
 Dean faced the two of you with two small packages, the one you saw earlier and one reddish or orangish with small green letters. You thought it came from an old Christmas present but didnât say it out loud.
âLook, I know we arenât the 14th anymore and Iâm sorry for that, but I know Sib wanted to try all the Valentineâs Dayâs shit. Nothing really huge dudes, but itâs for ya,â Dean said while giving you the gifts.
âWait you bought us Valentine presents?â Sam asked, a small smile on his lips. Dean rolled his eyes and handed him the package.
âJust take it,â he said and Sam and you did so. The reddish one was for you and the black one was for Sam.
 You opened it at the same time your twin opened his and both of you discovered a small book, an old one from when you were really young. You remembered having read it with Sam, your first buddy read together for sure, while the three of you were staying at an old and dirty motel. You were afraid of a storm and the old motelâs owner gave the small book to Sam and you. You remembered it as the first fantasy book youâve ever read and it have kept you entertained for almost two hours straight. By that time the storm had stopped.
 âHowâŠâ you wanted to ask more but you were too stunned to speak, not believing what was just happening.
âI found them a week ago, before we headed here, to be honest. I saw them and thought it would be a great idea. Couldnât wait âtil Christmas âcause I didnât want to lost them,â Dean replied because he knew what you wanted to ask him. âNo thank you or cheesy sentences, though, just return in your beds now. Take it as an end-of-hunt gift,â he added, knowing both of you damn too well, but you couldnât help and only mumbled a âthanksâ, just as Sam.
âDamn shining twins, go to bed already, itâs late for babies like ya,â Dean knew you too well not to see your lips moving and as he was heading to his own bed, you shared a last look with Sam, each one with your copy of the book in your hands.
#supernatural#spn s1#spn#dean winchester#dean#sam winchester#sam#sibling!reader#twin!reader#supernatural season 1#imagine#supernatural imagine#spn imagine#dean winchester and reader#sam winchester and reader#winchester#winchester brothers#winchester and reader#fanfic#fanfiction#supernatural fanfiction#supernatural fanfic#dean winchester s1#sam winchester s1#fluffy fanfiction#valentine's day fanfiction#PLATONIC
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