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One day Iāll decide which version of Luciferās wings I prefer.
Hello, Are you still doing the 3k fic/drabble prompt? If yes, is Sabriel ok? Ive always pictured Sam growing old and when he passes away he and Gabriel share a small part of heaven next to Dean/Castiel. It would be interesting to see a day in the afterlife. Is this possible? Thank you!
Samās heaven was warm.
A buttery sun always hung low in a summer blue sky, sending off waves of comfortable, enveloping heat. The breeze smelled like lilacs and there was an endless beachfront, just the right depth for wading up to your calfs and letting the tide bury your feet in the wet sand.
That was how Sam spent most of his days, when he was alone.
He couldnāt count the number of daysweeksyears that passed before he spoke to someone again. Sam was content to play fetch with Bones and let himself sink deeper and deeper into the beach with every drag of water across his feet.
And then, and suddenly, there was a shoulder digging into the small of his back and Sam fell to his knees, the soft sand giving way to his collapse. He spun around awkwardly, tangling in his own limbs, until he was sitting flat in the water.
āDid you really think Iād let you have all this to yourself, big guy?ā
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āGabriel, for godās sake, I am trying to read!ā
āDonāt bring my dad into this.ā
This was a comission for quakerlass uvu hope you like it
Sam and Gabeās
So i saw a post on her yesterday about an Italian Bistro called Sam and Gabes.Ā
So here:
This is just a couple miles away from my house.
Based off this post.
OMG there so many good ones to choose between, but I'm going with Sabriel + 35
Aah yeah. So many of those are amazing ;; Thank you Daniel! c: (Also, this became kinda nsfw and with D/S dynamics [Not that I am 100% sure about that]. It was not my intention at first⦠but yeah. Fair warning.)
35.āYou heard me. Take. It. Off.ā + Sabriel (AO3)
āYou heard me. Take. It. Off.ā Sam sat across the room, his eyes fixedon Gabriel as he stood in the door opening of their bedroom, his FBI suitdraped on his shoulders. If he was honest, it looked just a little bit ridiculous, with the sleeves coveringhis hands. The shirt reached his knees and oh.
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āHomeā An illustration for In All Your Borrowed Finery.
Sam and the Satellite I was drawing some obscure sabriel thing when Cecilia and the Satellite came on so yeah. Lyrics are from Cecilia and the Satellite by Andrew McMahon In The Wilderness.
Putting on a Show
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Sam x Gabriel
Rating: Explicit
Words: 3,634
Summary:āAre you sure this is a good idea?ā āNope!ā the older man practically sings from behind the camera, āIām sure itās a great idea; probably the best idea that Iāve ever had!ā The camera jostles slightly as he speaks and the smile in his voice is blatantly obvious. āIām leaving for a business trip in just a few days and Iāll miss my little gumdrop ā he teases. (SABRIEL PWP) Gabriel convinces Sam to make a sex tape.
http://archiveofourown.org/works/4085869
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11296242/1/Putting-on-a-Show
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GUYS I PUBLISHED MY FIRST FIC ON AO3
Itās a collaboration with littleblackneko that started out as a roleplay. Weāre quite proud of it :) Sabriel high school AU, hope you enjoy!
Remember that properly credited submissions of any form are welcome! <3Ā
Hi! :) I've been looking absolutely everywhere for some Sabriel fic(s) with the following: - hurt Sam - protective Gabriel - possessive Gabriel - sick Sam - anything with angelic soul bonds or angel mojo, etc. If you could hook me up I would love you forever!!! <3 š
any followers know of any fics that match these requests? iām on mobile and away from home so I wonāt be much help right now sorry!
So i found a thing
And its amazing
okay so @aria-lerendeair wanted me to post my thoughts for Sabriel Fluff Friday soā¦.
jetpacking gabe! like if he has his head near Samās his crotch is like in the middle of his back, but if he lines his crotch up with Samās ass, he has his face in the middle of Samās back so itās a no win, but Gabe just picks whichever one he feels like that night and Sam sighs and tries not to elbow him in the face or crotch and then, when Sam inevitable elbows him he tries to say āi told you soā but it turns out he actually did it REALLY hard and now he feels bad
or imagine them visiting Dean and getting stuck in the guest bed that is, of course, a twin sized so Sam takes the side by the wall because otherwise heād have limbs falling off the bed all night and then it turns out, Gabeās entire body falls out of the bed
poor Gabe, getting screwed over by Samās height. Like always having to adjust the shower head (āif you were a normal sized person, you could shower without needing to aim the spray halfway up the wallā) or always having to sit in the back of the theater (Iām not going to block anyoneās view, Gabe, thatās rude")
but it also means he can make Sam put away the fancy dishes they keep on the top shelf and clean all the high places in their house. and it also means that Sam sprung for a HUGE tub, and of course, the obvious fact that Sam can throw him around, pin him down and fuck him up against a wall, so thatās good
now Iām imagining Gabe on their wedding night INSISTING that he be allowed to carry Sam over the threshold and Sam claimed he couldnāt do it, so of course, he HAS to prove the new hubby wrong. And he does okay for the few steps TO the door but then he realizes he didnāt think about how to get Samās tall frame THROUGH the door, so he has to turn and kinda shuffle sideways through the door and that was so NOT how he wanted that to go, but Sam just giggles and kisses him
five dollar footlong
five dollar footlong is not necessarily the title of this small work, just the phrase that inspired it. Ā
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The guy describing himself to Sam seemed ok. He was clean, had a steady job and couldnāt flake on the rent, and he was an artist so heād spent a lot of his time in his room. He even threw in enough little not-so-nice details that made it obvious he wasnāt too good to be true. It was perfect.
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āYouāre a hooker in your spare time,ā Sam said flatly.
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And since you did bring up it being a filthy job, is filth on the table here?
āOn the table?ā Gabriel echoed.
Samās shiny-slick fingers were already inside his body.Ā
āOn the table,ā Sam growled, breath hitching,Ā āor the kitchen bench, or the back of the fucking sofa, or the war room desk, or theāshitāāĀ
Samās back arched off the table, one long hungry line of gorgeous skin and hard muscle that Gabriel was going to sink his teeth into any second now.
ā⦠or upside down on the bookshelf for all I care, Gabriel, just get over here and get inside me, would you?ā
And okay, so Gabriel was a little thrown by the ten foot of aggressive, forthright moose that was apparently hiding behind all that hair, but never let it be said he was the kind of guy who couldnāt think on his feet in a crisis.
He stepped forward, and pinned Samās straining knees to the edge of the table, nice and wide.
āWhy,ā he murmured, sliding one hand up inside one magnificent thigh, ādid I ever think,ā leaning down to breathe along the skin between hip and thigh, āfor one fleeting teeny glimpse of a moment,ā sliding his mouth down towards where Samās fingers were working hard, āthat you were the innocent Winchester?ā
Clueless Dean is my favorite Dean.Ā
This will be posted on AO3 later when itās not very late at night. enjoy!Ā
Gabriel had tried to pick up Sam so many times that Sam wasnāt even sure if he still wanted into Samās pants. It was more a case of Gabriel trying desperately to fluster Sam. Like all the weirdest and most uncomfortable things in Samās life, including Samās life itself, it started with Sam covered in blood and screaming at the top of his lungs.
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