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How did I live like a third of my entire human life on this earth not knowing this
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Reminder of: reason for eggplant’s name
OH MY GOD I HAVE WONDERED ABOUT THIS MY WHOLE LIFE
How did I live like a third of my entire human life on this earth not knowing this
wait, I thought that “jelly” was what Americans call “jam”, and “jello” was what they call “jelly”
now I’m really confused
"Jelly" (US) is technically "jam" (UK) without the seeds, and "jello" (US) is "jelly" (UK). "Jam" (US) is like "jam" (UK) with the seeds in it.
Or that's how it is here, anyways.
ooc. After a couple months of being caught up in a lot of RL changes, I'm back! Like this or message me or mail me danish if I owe you and haven't talked to you yet. :)
For the anon who requested Dark!Gabriel.
When Lucifer fell, Gabriel couldn’t stand back and watch his brother suffer alone. The archangel twisted his grace until he became the first arch-demon his brother Right-hand man in Hell and General of the Demon Armies, awaiting for the day of his brother’s return.
Supernatural Episode 9.06 ‘Holy Terror’ Set Pictures of Jared Padalecki.
oh these for 9.06. i wondered.
fUCK. hmmmmmm
NONONO METATRON
ooc. But. But. What if that's not Sam at all, but Ezekiel? And EZEKIEL IS WORKING WITH METATRON?
Damage Done
"Baby brother, I know nothing was inherently wrong with you. That’s not how we’re made. Even Lucifer was born pure." He nuzzled Alfie’s face. "Besides, you’re forgetting. This isn’t about what you think you want or need. I’m your older brother. I know what you need, and I know you’re not dead." He kissed the side of Alfie’s head. "Why are you so scared to be healed?"
"Yeah, and look what happened to him. Last time I checked, Luci was in the biggest time out the world’s ever seen," he all but spat, as if hoping that the words would anger Gabriel. Shake him, make him lash out, something other than what he was doing now. Alfie glared at the archangel and shuffled a few inches away. "I’m not scared. I just like being this way, I like not having to give a shit what people think about me because it can’t be any worse than what I already am. I don’t want your help, Gabriel, so just fuck off.”
"Hell, look at me. I didn't say we were perfect. But nothing that was made so pure is beyond salvation."
"And you're being a coward. You.like not having to worry about being hurt, and I get it, you've been hurt a lot." He followed Alfie, crowding him still yet. "You don't think I loved it down here, running free, not having to worry about anyone because no one worried about me? But it's nothing compared to love, Samandriel. And you'll never feel love if you keep pushing everything away.
Spectrums||Sera and Gabriel
"Oh yeah? Sera, you dirty angel you, thinking about me when I was just a kid." He sighed and leaned against Sera. "Oh, let’s just take over Heaven and build our own paradise, all right?"
Gabriel nuzzled the other angel’s neck and sighed. ”This is a huge mess we’re getting into, isn’t it? We could just run, just as well.”
"Well, once you were of age, alright?" He chuckled. "Let’s do it. Last two archangels. Turn Heaven back into the paradise it’s supposed to be. Nothing but love, peace, and family."
Sera couldn’t help the soft sigh that escaped him. “Almost seems like it, doesn’t it? Half of me still doesn’t want to believe the old man, but some good has to come of it.” The older angel shifted, cupping Gabriel’s cheeks so he could look at him. Smiling softly. Honey eyes studying him for a moment as his thumbs brushed over his cheeks. “Take that back… A lot of good has come from it.” He leaned down and kissed him, loving and soft.
"Also wine. And candy. A little materialism never hurt anyone." He shrugged, kissing Sera's shoulder. "What can I say, I've really come to love it down here. I doubt Heaven would even feel like home at this point."
Gabriel hummed into the kiss and pressed into the touch. "We always have to be good. Do you see what happens when you're a good son? Look at Michael. Hell, if you're wanting to be honest..." he dropped off, looking away. "Look at Lucifer, even. Being a good son has never done anything for the son involved. So why even listen to him?"
This is like asking for Cas and having Balthazar crash land in your front yard, hammered drunk and wearing a dress
No one else would hear as well
From the mouth of Gabriel
-Sufjan Stevens
In the Morning I'll Be with You || Sera and Gabriel || Fallenverse
Sera’s chuckle was low and dark. “Let’s just see how well you fuck.” He grinned, though it was hidden by the darkness. “Mmmm. We shall see.” The red head growled audibly when Gabe pinned his hands on either side of his head.
"I always see my offerings and rituals through to the end. Do you take me for some jackass? Even make you coffee in the morning I’m that benevolent." He purred, voice smooth and sweet. The Muses rolled his hips up, letting the artist feel how hard he was in his jeans. Head rolling back and chest arching up a little into the sweet sensations. "No melancholy in the bed, Gabe. Just enjoy the delicious sensations. Worship." Honey eyes could barely make out the outline of the other man’s body. This was much more fun than using magic to see. When one sight was taken, others heightened. It was beautiful.
Spectrums||Sera and Gabriel
"A longer way of saying ‘old’, then." He grinned, nipping at his earlobe. "Mmmm. Massive orgy, and they all act independently from me and one another. Oh, some of them live by the drink."
Sera smiled, head shifting just slightly so Gabriel could continue his kissing, wings brushing along his brother’s. Hands drifting across his chest and abdomen. “Funnily enough, so had I. Made it near impossible to focus on writing hymns sometimes. All I could imagine was this.” He moved to kiss Gabriel’s neck, drifting down and along his shoulder. “Holding you as my lover.” Teeth grazed lightly over the spot where neck met shoulder. “All the things that were forbidden that I wanted to do to you. Wanted to just kiss you when we cuddled together in the nest once you were older.”
"Oh yeah? Sera, you dirty angel you, thinking about me when I was just a kid." He sighed and leaned against Sera. "Oh, let's just take over Heaven and build our own paradise, all right?"
Gabriel nuzzled the other angel's neck and sighed. "This is a huge mess we're getting into, isn't it? We could just run, just as well."
Get in Loser, We're Going Dancing.
"By all means, go ahead." Gabriel waved her off towards the bedroom. "In the meantime, I’ll snap up some food or some shit." He waited until she’d left before snapping his fingers, changing out of his own clothes into pair of baggy sweats, snapping again and the coffee table groaned under the pile of sweets and alcohol. "And they call gluttony a sin," he tsked, before leaping and landing on the couch contentedly. Lesson 14 of teaching baby sis to act like a human: How to eat your feelings.
Talia smiled weakly, gratefully, before making her way back to the bedroom. Just flopping onto the bed for a moment rather than moving to get changed. It had been a long night and honestly she couldn’t be bothered, she just wanted to curl up and sleep, but Gabriel didn’t seem to be about to leave.
Not that she wanted him to leave, but…she didn’t really feel in a sociable mood. With a soft sigh Talia stood and slowly changed into baggy pajamas, padding back into the living room and dropping onto the sofa.
Gabriel looked in on Talia, smiling sadly at the way she collapsed into the couch. He grabbed the bowl of popcorn, balancing it with the shameful number of candy bars he'd created.
"It starts to make sense, doesn't? Why all these humans cause so much strife. We'd cause even more, if we always felt as much as they did."
M!A: Wings ~Open
"You are so rude, I raised you better," he teased, before tackling her, fingers buried in her wings. "I’ll show you squawking."
She squeaked wildly when he pounced, wriggling to try and get away. “Gabriel!” she whined, still laughing. “Not f-funny! Wings a-are off l-limits!”
Gabriel cackled, sitting on top of her effortlessly. "Since when? I never heard this rule before."
Damage Done
"And I was a pagan god, once upon a time, and called myself Loki. But it didn’t make me any less of Gabriel, not deep down." He kissed Alfie’s cheek, before pulling him into a cuddle. "And deep down, you do want to find your way. Everyone wants love and approval, even the worst of demons looked to Lucifer for his acceptance. Why deny it when I want to give it to you?"
"You seem to assume that I wasn’t like this deep down in the first place," he said, not meeting Gabriel’s eye, sneering a little at the kiss to his cheek, but not pulling away. Not returning the hug, but doing nothing to escape from it. "I don’t need love, and I don’t want approval, no matter how much you might want to give it to me. You’re wasting your time, Gabriel. Baby brother’s dead."
"Baby brother, I know nothing was inherently wrong with you. That's not how we're made. Even Lucifer was born pure." He nuzzled Alfie's face. "Besides, you're forgetting. This isn't about what you think you want or need. I'm your older brother. I know what you need, and I know you're not dead." He kissed the side of Alfie's head. "Why are you so scared to be healed?"
Open Starter || AngeloftheBored
"I probably would have read them more often if you had said that." Leslie admitted, still in a state of bemusement, though she had a bit of a grin edging onto her face. "This is insane." She whispered, more to herself than anything else.
"Dare I ask about the halo and wings?" She ventured suddenly, glancing around his immediate person as if she would see a glow or a shadow around him.
"Well, in my defense, the prophets writing all that shit down were boring as sin for the most part." He laughed, nudging her.
"Well, I do have them, yeah. And I could show you, but, um, it'd kinda burn your eyes out. And I hear you'll need those, what with all that hunting business."
How fast we burn ~Gabriel and Samandriel
Gabriel pet his hair nervously, trying to soothe the boy asleep as much as he could. ”Sssh, it’s fine. You’re right where you need to be, Sammy. Now, what did he tell you to do? It’s all going to be fine now, okay? I’ll take care of you.” And that quickly he’d decided. He couldn’t leave this kid with any gods, let alone bitter and broken brothers.
"N-not Crowley," he mumbled, taking a moment to try and even his breathing out a bit before he continued. Closing his eyes to lean heavily against his brother. "Naomi…sh-she told me…told me m-my orders were t-to die…b-before I gave up a-any more information…" Samandriel let his voice trail off, that in itself being an indication that he hadn’t even been able to follow those orders.
Wincing, Gabriel forced himself to relax, to not tense up or lash out and punch a wall or something. Of course. Of course it was Naomi.
It was always Naomi. His older brothers' personal rottweiler.
"Well that doesn't matter now, okay? Naomi is- she's- she's a bitch, Sammy." And damn, but maybe he'd have a Sammy that actually listened this time around. "Whatever she said doesn't matter. She's not even an angel anymore, let alone your superior, okay?"
3 approached the impala
"Castiel? Are you serious? Gabriel groaned, knocking his head back against the car seat. "Dammit. I was right, you boys have been a bad influence on him. Can’t imagine Raphael took that well.”
At the mention of God, Gabriel shifted uneasily. ”Yeah, he is. Sort of. I mean, he brought me back to fix things, so… he still cares sometimes, I think. I guess.”
"You’re not talking about a timeout, though, you’re talking about closing the gates. Locking all the demons and-" Lucifer, he wants to add, but stops himself- "and stuff up there and throwing away the key. Can be too much of a good thing, you know."
"Hey, we never told him to try takin’ over Heaven, he did that all by himself," he said, neglecting to mention Crowley’s involvement in that. Gabriel didn’t need to know about it. "By the time we found out, it was too late to get him out of it. Not that he accepted our offers to help anyway."
Dean’s eyes flicked up to the mirror, glancing at Gabriel and deciding to drop the God topic for now when he saw the archangel squirming. No need for uncomfortable conversations just yet.
"Really? I’ve never subscribed to that theory, if I’m honest with you," he said easily as he turned a corner and stopped at the lights. "Besides, the world could use a break from demons and stuff for a while."
"Ever heard of Star Wars? The force? There's always gotta be a light side and a dark side to the force, padawan."
He waited for a moment, for adding, "So, are you fucking my little brother yet?"