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color palette meme | @daniblondy asked for neutral rain + Sam & JoÂ
Expecting Starters
"I don't like this color anymore."
"This crib doesn't seem to have instructions in English. French, German, Spanish... Korean?"
"My back is killing me."
"Do you think we're ready?"
"We still need a ton of things."
"I had no idea diapers were so expensive."
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"Oh! The baby's kicking!"
"How much formula do you think we'll need?"
"We still need to pick a name."
"Do you want to know the sex?"
"What do you mean you're feeling contractions?"
"When did we get this pile of baby clothes?"
"Do you think we need toys yet?"
"I have no idea which to get..."
"Can you get some ice cream, pickles and pizza?"
"Bag's packed and ready when the baby's ready!"
"Do we seriously need to talk about preschool now?"
"My mother wants to be there..."
"Do you think I'll be a good dad?
"Do you think I'll be a good mom?"
"Surprise! It's twins."
"What do you think they'll look like?"
"I hope the baby's more like you and not me."
"Here's hoping the baby sleeps through the night."
"What if I can't produce enough milk?"
"We're going to be fine."
Summerâs Different || Closed
bravelittletrickster:
Gabriel looked him over, taking note of the books the man was carrying. He wasnât used to a lot of people reading in the California summer when they were so close to the beach, but it was a pleasant surprise to see nonetheless.
âWe got a bit oâ everything. Are you in the mood for pastries, breads, or sweets? Maybe some chocolates?â Gabriel suggested. He hoped he could get a sale from this man, it would get him in good graces with his boss.
Sam laughed shly and looked at the man leaning over the counter- the way his golden tawny eyes shone in the sunlight was beautiful.Â
âUm.. If youâve got black coffee to go with it, Iâd love a blueberry scone. Do you have those?â He shifted on his feet for a moment, feeling suddenly insecure about his appearance and the books he carried, not that it took much for him to feel that way.Â
âHey, De.. Happy birthday, old man.â
january 24, 1979
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itâs all fun in games until a human starts a relationship with an immortal being.Â
My muse is dying!! Send âJust, just hang on...â to hear their last words to your muse as they die in their arms!!
Holding hands and nuzzling somewhere ambient and low-lit.
Gabriel leaned against Sam, eyes closed in contentment. It had been so long since he felt this comfortable to just be himself.
((AU? Mainverse?))
bravelittletrickster:
Gabriel smiled, leaning into Samâs hand. His eyes closed for a long moment before they met Samâs again, a fondness in them he couldnât understand. Never in his life did he think he would find someone that cared as much about him as Sam seemed to. At least, no one outside of his Heavenly family. But Sam truly cared and it was more than Gabriel could ask for or expect. He slowly turned over, hesitantly bringing one hand up to his cheek and the other on his upper arm. âYouâre too good to me sometimes.â
Sam brought their noses to touch and nuzzle for a moment while he thought of something to say, savoring the angelâs touch on his face. âNot good enough,â Sam murmured finally, pulling him close. Sam could never be a good enough man to deserve an angel. Gabriel deserved, if anyone, another angel. After a silence, Sam brought his hazel eyes up to meet the gaze of Gabrielâs golden ones. âGabe?â He said, quietly. Their lips were impossibly close now. âI know I shouldnât ... but Iâm in love with you.â The words were breathed out into the otherâs lips before Sam kissed him, holding their bodies close. He stroked at Gabrielâs jaw while they kissed, hoping that the angel felt the same way about him.Â
Summerâs Different || Closed
bravelittletrickster:
Gabriel waited all year for summer to come. Every summer, he got to leave Chicago behind and spend his summers in California with his mother. He was freer, able to be who he wanted to be and not just who the kids in school thought he was. It wasnât that he didnât like being âGabe the Babeâ, he just liked not being in the spotlight for once. That and he didnât have to be terrified to go home every day.
But in order to stay busy and to finally get some of his own money, Gabriel had to get a summer job. Sure it wasnât the most glamorous way to spend the summer in California, but he had the weekends and was off by 8 most nights, so it worked out for him.
Gabriel got a job in a bakery down the street from his motherâs place. Unbeknownst to anyone in Chicago, Gabriel loved baking more than a man his age probably should. But it was relaxing and fulfilling and he was able to create something that people actually enjoyed. He wasnât actually employed in the kitchens, just the counter and stocker, but they allowed him to come back and cook if they werenât busy.
Early in the summer, he was the only one working the front in the late afternoon on a slow day and the bell on the door rang. He put on his best customer service smile and turned to face the much taller man. âHi, welcome Melâs Bakery, can I help you find anything today?â
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  Sam smiled into the warm California sunlight, swearing he could almost feel the freckles forming across his tanned nose and cheeks. Summer was gorgeous here. And with no school to worry about for now, Sam could read his books for as long as he wanted. He liked to borrow books from the libraryâs medical section, and take them out somewhere pleasant to read.
 Today he decided to stop by a little bakery heâd seen a dozen times on the way to the library, wondering to himself if they served black coffee. Pulling the door open with one arm, the other filled with books, Sam walked in and gave a little smile as he surveyed the place. He always enjoyed seeing new places; anywhere was better than home, and staying away from it caused Sam to find some beautiful new areas in the suburbs. âHi,â he answered automatically, taking a polite tone that heâd take with any stranger. He still looked around for a moment, taking in the smells of various sweets and breads, before he looked at the boy across the counter. His smile was pretty, and authentic. Â
   âOh, um...â Sam laughed nervously, clutching his books to his chest. âIâve never actually been in here before, Iâve just been eyeballing the place, you know. What do you have?â He stepped forward with interest, turning his head slightly to see if he could notice any kitchens behind the boy that would show what they were making.Â
Holding hands and nuzzling somewhere ambient and low-lit.
Gabriel leaned against Sam, eyes closed in contentment. It had been so long since he felt this comfortable to just be himself.
((AU? Mainverse?))
bravelittletrickster:
Gabriel hummed softly, ignoring the words as Sam massaged his hips. He melted into the bed, Samâs words finally clicking in his head.He turned his head into Samâs kisses, not quite sure what was going through the hunterâs head. He half opened his eyes to look at him. âI donât know what you see in me, Sam. I thought I was the one that was supposed to know everything.â Feeling things sucked and there were some days where he wanted to go back to before he knew how to.
âItâs hard to keep that kind of title when Sam âResearches Everythingâ Winchester is around,â Sam joked dryly, letting a wry smile slip through. A gentle hand slid up to cradle Gabrielâs neck as he looked closer into the angelâs eyes. âMy point is that you donât have to know everything. I think itâs a good thing that we both see such good in the other, Gabriel.â Sam felt his existence was worth living with the knowledge that angels were real- they really did watch over him like Mom said they would. But more than that, Sam had unexpectedly fallen for the big heart that Gabriel had, and saw a lot of similarities to himself. Gabe was just trying to please his father, ultimately, and keep whatever broken family they had left together. Feeling a pulse of sympathy and affection in his heart, Sam wrapped his other arm completely around the angelâs back and pressed their foreheads together.
Holding hands and nuzzling somewhere ambient and low-lit.
Gabriel leaned against Sam, eyes closed in contentment. It had been so long since he felt this comfortable to just be himself.
((AU? Mainverse?))
bravelittletrickster:
Gabriel had little but damaging thoughts since heâd been sent to Purgatory in the first place. It had been so long since he thought that he could have good things in his life. Then here came Sam - a man who had been tortured and had seen Hell in ways than one and had lost most of his family - saying that he did actually deserve good things.
Gabriel further buried his face in the pillow, forcing himself not to cry. He was better than that. âSam, I,â he let out a wry laugh, âAfter everything Iâve done, how can you say I deserve any of that?â
Sam was quiet again, remembering all the times heâd thought the same thing too. His gentle massage focused on Gabrielâs hips for a moment as he answered softly, âBecause... as long as thereâs still a part of yourself there... despite everything.. Then itâs still worth fighting for.â Samâs kisses started on his scalp again, leading slowly down the side of his face, over the peak of his cheek bone. âIâve seen the worst of humanity, Gabe, even the worst of what isnât humanity. And youâre a long way from it. I promise.â
any deans down for angsty, maybe or maybe not unrequited wincest?Â
i have an idea...
dean + henleys under shirts or jackets
Holding hands and nuzzling somewhere ambient and low-lit.
Gabriel leaned against Sam, eyes closed in contentment. It had been so long since he felt this comfortable to just be himself.
((AU? Mainverse?))
bravelittletrickster:
Gabriel relaxed under Samâs touch, letting his head fall on the pillow. But the words escaped him before he even knew what he was saying, âI donât deserve anything good. I deserved getting killed, not coming back.â
Sam was quiet after hearing that, his hands not stopping the massage. If there was anyone in the world who understood damaging thoughts, it was Sam. So instead of trying to protest what Gabriel had said, knowing that it likely wouldnât go anywhere, he tried something else instead. âYou deserve a big chocolate cake with your name written on it, and massages that go on as long as you want them to. And to feel comfortable and happy, and .... and loved.â Sam kissed the top of his hair, letting his lips linger.Â
12.01 - Keep Calm and Carry On