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SPN Sabriel Bang 2023 Masterlist

Thanks for accompanying us on this wild ride, all! Here's the masterlist for this year's submissions.

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1. broken dreams

Author: @gay-destiel Artist: @golby-moon

when gabriel is rescued from hell, his wings are torn. to heal them, they need ingredients, one of which is closely guarded by a prince of hell. belial. gabe grapples with trauma while sam does his best to protect him.

Read on Ao3 | Reblog the Tumblr post

Check out the art by Golby!

2. The Look In Your Eyes

Author: @archangelgabriellives Artists: @sagee-stuffs, @i-love-you-but-in-spanish

A strange new painting finds its way to the Singer Art Museum, and Sam Winchester feels a strange connection to it. Who is the man in the painting with the golden eyes, and who else knows that its been found?

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Art by Sage

Art by Kitsy

3. Lucifer of the Opera

Author: @ladyknightskye Artists: @sagee-stuffs, @mellow-memuries

Annoyed with his brother, Gabriel asks God to help him weave a prank for his older brother. Lucifer must act out the story of The Phantom of the Opera in order to escape his prison in the basement of a theater. But when Sam and Dean show up - and Dean is caught up in the spell on Lucifer - Gabriel ends up enlisting Sam's help in trying to mitigate the disaster looming on the horizon.

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Art by Muri

Art by Sage

4. Lost in Translation

Author: @leatafandom Artist: @lucathepanman

When Sam’s churning soul was jammed back into his body after over a thousand years of being incorporeal, the wall of Death's design had never stood a chance against the changes Sam's soul had undergone to survive the Cage. Upon waking, Sam struggles with being able to cope with the drastic change from being ethereal to being part of the physical world and the strangers he is greeted with. His memories of the human world were absent upon waking within his body. Sam doesn't know how he had ever been part of the physical world, nor how to carve out a spot within it like the youngest archangel had managed to. His empowered soul was lost without the memories of his human life, and he was unsure who to turn to in a world full of strangers that tried to imprison him.

Read on Ao3 | Reblog the Tumblr post

Check out the art by Lucas!

5. Bound

Author: @aayo-whatt Artist: @dustghoul

Gabriel chuckles, genuinely smiling for the first time in an age, "Sam, the only thing you've done is make me fall head over heels for you. And I finally thought I should tell you how far I've fallen."

Read on Ao3 | Reblog the Tumblr post

Check out the art by Angel!

6. Dante's Peak

Author: @cheerfulripley Artist: @rezal-art

Sam is a Volcanologist and Gabriel is the mayor of the town who's idyllic little home changes from heaven to hell overnight when the dormant Volcano next door wakes up!

Read on Ao3 | Reblog the Tumblr post

Check out the art by Rezal!

7.

Author: @nonbinary-witch-sam Artist: @as-lost-as-sams-shoe

The moment the binds went loose, Sam was up, rushing to his lover's body. He was crying, begging Gabriel to wake up, for this all to be a nightmare or a trick. but, he didn't wake up. Gabriel was dead. Sam slowly lifted his head, looking at Lucifer with grief-stricken fury as the surviving archangel went to walk away. "I will kill you before I ever say yes." he vowed, "you will never fight Michael. you will never possess me. I will string up your lifeless body like a puppet and make an example out of you, Lucifer." Gabriel, the real Gabriel, stood quietly behind one of the walls, listening intently to his lover swearing revenge as he tucked his ring into his pocket with a solemn expression.  "I'm sorry, Sam." He whispered before vanishing.

Read on Ao3 | Reblog the Tumblr post

Check out the art by Callion!

8. Atlas Shattered

Author: mukur0 Artist: @katfixation

After spending humanity's entire history stacking his own hand, Gabriel just can't win. Stuck between a rock and a hard place, too wounded to move faster than his own feet can carry him and too scared to start up where he and Sam had left off before that night at the Elysian Fields hotel, you'd think he'd welcome the chance to hide out in a gross motel room rather than face whatever might be stalking a downed archangel. Too bad for him, he'd almost prefer it over being caught in close quarters with a Winchester who just fucking wants to talk.

Read on Ao3

Check out the art by Kat!

9. The Tales Grow Taller On Down The Line

Author: @ladylilithprime Artist: @alexiescherryslurpy

When Bobby Singer got the call from Dean Winchester - "This case is weird even for us and Sam's been compromised, we need help!" - he had expected the hunt to be unusual but still fairly straightforward. Being introduced to Loki, the Norse god of mischief and patron of tricksters, and being told the pagan was Sam's soulmate? Definitely not so straightforward!

Read on Ao3 | Reblog the Tumblr post

Check out the art by Slurpyart!

10. Carry On (Nothing Equals the Splendour)

Author: @hobbyistauthor Artist: @bakh-meliorism

The New God decides to be hands-on just one last time: there's a specific Winchester—still alive, always in grief—and one particular lost Archangel—whose graveyard didn't fight much to keep him dead—that could really use one of his miracles. To Sam, healing and hope looks like candy in every room of the Bunker and eyes like sunbeams-through-whiskey. To Gabriel, being Graceless yet still wanted gives him time to discover who he is, and who he wants to be.

Read on Ao3 | Reblog the Tumblr post

Check out the art by Bakh!

Bonus art by the author

11. The Trickster Fic

Author: @deadsuburbia Artist: @raaflingdraws

After being stabbed by his brother, Gabriel makes a last-ditch attempt to play a trick on Death itself. He reaches out to Sam Winchester, the only person who would ever look his way after his lifetime of trickery, and begs for help. Taking pity on the angel who played a God, Sam beams himself directly into Gabriel’s mind. The Trickster Fic retells the story of Gabriel from his own perspective: why he turned out the way that he did in his lifetime that spanned over a thousand years. In his very last moments, Gabriel is forced to come face-to-face with the consequences of his running, his cowardice, his own nihlism. Sam has to ask the question: can Gabriel be saved?

Read on Ao3!

Check out the art by Raafling!

[spnsabrielbang2023]

Hello, Sabrielblr!

The next round of the SPN Sabriel Bang is fast approaching! Please check out our new blog, @spnsabrielbang, for all the relevant details; we hope to see you there!

[raafling]

Created for the @spnsabrielbang for @deadsuburbia's absolutely stunning fic where Sam travels through the twisty corners of Gabriel's mind and past to try and help him play a trick on Death.

You can read it on Ao3 here - go give them some love!

[acaademicqueer]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[bakh-meliorism]

SPN Sabriel Bang 2023

Art Masterpost for “Carry On (Nothing Equals the Splendor)”

Story by: @hobbyistauthor

Art by: @bakh-meliorism

[ID: All three drawings depict the same scene from different angles. Gabriel and Sam are on the Bunker's floor, hugging. Gabriel, wrapped in a blanket, is crying while Sam holds him close. Sam's hair is plastered to his forehead, evidence of his recent run. Gabriel clings to Sam in the second image, tears filling his eyes. In the third image, Gabriel rests his head in the crook of Sam's neck, clearly exhausted.]

Created for the @spnsabrielbang as a tribute to Lee’s stunning fan fiction, rated Mature, 13k words, post Dean’s death, where Gabriel is brought back from the Empty.

This is my first Bang ever, and it comes as no surprise that it's a Sabriel one! Being fully aware of the scene's significance and the emotional build-up behind it, drawing this particular scene was an absolute delight. Plus, it served as a catalyst for further developing my art style.

Claiming this fic was a must (now I understand the concept of "Love at first sight") and if you decide to read it, you'll understand why. It's dedicated to healing, with the perfect blend of yearning and slow burn (is it slow burn if they understand quick and act slow?). It features some of my personal favorites: Gabriel In The Bunker, Sam Taking on Bobby's work, Everybody Sees It Except Them, and No Dean.

Link To Fic on Ao3 | Link to Tumblr Post

Under the cut, you'll find additional information such as sketches and speedpaint

[ID1: Close-up quick sketch of Gabriel and Sam Winchester from Supernatural, both surprised to see each other.

ID2: Sketches for the banner ideas: the first banner is titled "Carry On (Nothing Equals the Splendor)." On the left side, a chibi Gabriel, wrapped in a blanket, looks at Sam with tears in his eyes. On the right side, Sam seems to be trying to approach Gabriel with slightly open arms. The second banner is titled "My Human Heart (Feels Safe)." On the right side, Sam is cleaning a plate, smiling. On the left side, Gabriel is trying to drink but spits everything out cartoonishly with widened eyes.

ID3: Various sketches of Gabriel and Sam Winchester from Supernatural, varying in poses but with the same key concept: Gabriel is crying on the floor as Sam hugs him, artist's rendition of one of the key scenes from the fic. The only sketch that differs is the one in the middle right, where Sam carries Gabriel in his arms while Miracle the Dog follows them, depicted as chibis.]

Created: 20 May 2023

Tracked Time: 8h

So… get this: I started these sketches even before the claim day began. That's how obsessed I was with them. The hug sketches were done in a feverish rush because I had so many different ideas for positions, and I didn't have time to thoroughly study each one of them. I particularly liked the 7th sketch in the third pic: Sam's face pressed so close to Gabriel's cheek and neck, it looked so lovely, which is why I kept it for the final drawing. You can also see some chibi sketches, but they didn't make it into the final cut. Maybe someday, I'll give them their own spotlight.

Love to see sketches and final drawings side by side! :]

Created: 28 May 2023

Tracked Time: Total of 32 hours

[hobbyistauthor]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Carry On (Nothing Equals the Splendor)

Rated: Teen and Up Audiences Word count: 13,602 Warnings/Tags: Discussion of Trauma, Discussion of mental health issues, Language, Mention of canon-typical violence Author's Note: Written for the @spnsabrielbang, my very first fandom bang and it was an absolute blast! My artist partner for this undertaking was none other than the amazing, incredible @bakh-meliorism and I could not have done it without them, please go look at their post. Please enjoy! (it is currently unlocked for everyone to read, but it will be locked after a week.) Sail on, good ship Sabriel!

Summary

The New God decides to be hands-on just one last time: there's a specific Winchester—still alive, always in grief—and one particular lost Archangel—whose graveyard didn't fight much to keep him dead—that could really use one of his miracles. To Sam, healing and hope looks like candy in every room of the Bunker and eyes like sunbeams-through-whiskey. To Gabriel, being Graceless yet still wanted gives him time to discover who he is, and who he wants to be.

because i am deranged i also did my own set of artwork for this as well; it's on my main tumblr account where all my art shit goes: @acaademicqueer

New Session | Archive of Our Own

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works Rated: Teen and Up Audiences Word count: 13,602 Warning

[ladylilithprime]

The Tales Grow Taller On Down The Line

Rated: M

Word count: 21582

Summary: When Bobby Singer got the call from Dean Winchester - "This case is weird even for us and Sam's been compromised, we need help!" - he had expected the hunt to be unusual but still fairly straightforward. Being introduced to Loki, the Norse god of mischief and patron of tricksters, and being told the pagan was Sam's soulmate? Definitely not so straightforward!

Warnings/tags: Soulmate AU, episode rewrite, S2Ep15: Tall Tales, references to canon off-screen violence and noncon/dubcon, descriptions of off-screen minor character death, canon derailment, discussion of Sam's powers, references to demon blood, angels are dicks, canceling the Apocalypse, Gabriel is Loki, Loki is a trickster, Bobby knows and accepts the risks, brief mention of dog death by old age, Dean is both a porn fiend and a prude, mentions of nonmonogamy and polyamory, Gabriel's nicknames

@spnsabrielbang in co-conspiracy with @alexiescherryslurpy ! (Art post here!)

THE MOTEL ROOM just outside Springfield University was stifling with the tense, angry silence that practically vibrated between its occupants. The first of them was pacing irritably in front of the windows, pausing every so often to glance up and either glare furiously at one of the other occupants or cast furtively worried looks at the third. The object of his ire lounged across the bed furthest from the windows with his legs crossed, a large red lollipop periodically vanishing into his mouth and reappearing a few seconds later, all with a very carefully contrived expression of unconcern even as he avoided looking at either of the other two. The third occupant of the room sat at the tiny motel table with his laptop, shoulders tense and set, face expressionless as he typed or clicked, paging through paragraphs of information almost faster than they could load in a valiant effort to avoid looking at or even acknowledging the man who kept pacing.

A knock on the door drew the attention of two out of three sets of eyes, and then Dean Winchester scrambled to get the door open. "Bobby! Thank fuck you're here, man!"

"Good to see you, too," Bobby Singer replied dubiously as he gave Dean a concerned once-over. "You said it was an emergency, but you don't look hurt. Where's Sam?"

"Over here, Bobby," Sam Winchester called from the computer, not looking up from the screen even as he waved. "And it's not actually an emergency, no matter what Dean thinks. He just doesn't like what I told him and thinks you'll give him a different answer."

"Won't know until you tell me what's going on," Bobby pointed out as he stepped fully into the room, finally spotting the third occupant on the bed. "And who's this?"

"Part of the problem," Dean growled, glaring at the figure who flipped him off without looking.

"Dean," Sam scolded, a wealth of exasperation in his tone. Finally looking up from his computer, the younger Winchester brother gave Bobby an apologetic smile that looked more like a grimace. "It's complicated, but not a problem, or at least it doesn't have to be. Bobby Singer, meet Loki, Norse god of mischief and fire, patron of tricksters and pranksters... and my soulmate."

There was a moment of silence. Bobby surveyed the faces of all three individuals in the room, from Dean's scowling face and disbelieving eyeroll to Sam's strained projection of calm over acute distress mingled with grim certainty, to the third man who apparently wasn't even actually a human man but a god and was looking at Sam now with surprise and a certain amount of his own uncertainty. Like he hadn't expected Sam to say that and didn't quite know what to make of him. Bobby heaved a sigh.

"I'm gonna need a drink for this one," he informed the three of them.

Dean went and got out a bottle of whiskey.

Read the rest on AO3

[katfixation]

Created for a wonderful fic Atlas Shattered by mukuro0 for a @spnsabrielbang :3 Go read it on ao3, it's EPIC

This was my first ever bang and i consider it not bad.

[writerinthewoods05]

Hey everybody here is the art for my amazing partners fic in the 2023 spn sabriel bang! The fic is based of the song "the fruits" by Paris Pamela, you can go read the fic that accompanies the art here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48044662

Here is the art for the fic, DO NOT REPOST OR USE THIS ART FOR ANY OTHER FICS.

6/2/23

[nonbinary-witch-sam]

The Fruits

Rated: E

Word count: 16,376

Warnings/tags: Graphic depictions of violence, King of Hell Sam Winchester, Established Gabriel/Sam Winchester, Trans Sam Winchester, Gabriel fakes his death, Implied/referenced torture (Asmodeus), The apocalypse does not happen, hurt/comfort, sex

This is my work for the 2023 Sabriel big bang! This is the first part of three, the other two will follow shortly!

The moment the binds went loose, Sam was up, rushing to his lover's body. He was crying, begging Gabriel to wake up, for this all to be a nightmare or a trick. but, he didn't wake up. Gabriel was dead. Sam slowly lifted his head, looking at Lucifer with grief-stricken fury as the surviving archangel went to walk away. "I will kill you before I ever say yes." he vowed, "you will never fight Michael. you will never possess me. I will string up your lifeless body like a puppet and make an example out of you, Lucifer." Gabriel, the real Gabriel, stood quietly behind one of the walls, listening intently to his lover swearing revenge as he tucked his ring into his pocket with a solemn expression.  "I'm sorry, Sam." He whispered before vanishing.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[rezal-art]

My collab with @cheerfulripley for the @spnsabrielbang is finally out! I'm very happy to have been able to work on this story based off of the 1997 disaster film.

Read the fic on Ao3 here!

In addition to this banner featuring Sam & Gabriel, I made two pieces for the story:

A diner scene between the two - in the story, Gabriel owns a diner in addition to being the mayor of the endangered small town. And Sam is the (sexy) volcanologist who's going to put the town on alert.

Not enough to prevent some unfortunate events, as shown here:

Please check out the story which shows great chemistry between Sam and Gabriel, and features our beloved Jack and a healthy amount of Destiel too.

[cheerfulripley]

2023 Sabriel Big Bang Posting Day!

Dante's Peak

Rated E for steamy romance and natural disaster shenanigans

Gabriel/Sam Winchester and Dean Winchester/Castiel

Sam is a Volcanologist and Gabriel is the mayor of the town who's idyllic little home changes from heaven to hell overnight when the dormant Volcano next door wakes up!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

My wonderful artist @rezal-art knocked the assignment out of the ballpark!!

[dustghoul]

Created for the @spnsabrielbang for @aayo-whatt 's amazing fic! Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 3401

Read it on ao3 here

Check out their Tumblr post here

[aayo-whatt-deactivated20260110]

Bound

Rating: Teen and Up

Word Count: 3401

Tags: fluff, fluff and angst, angst, angst with a happy ending, gabe is a simp, dean as bestie whoop whoop, mild gore

A/N: For the SPN Sabriel Bang!!

Summary: Gabriel chuckles, genuinely smiling for the first time in an age, "Sam, the only thing you've done is make me fall head over heels for you. And I finally thought I should tell you how far I've fallen."

Read on AO3 !!! @spnsabrielbang tysm for the experience!!!

tysm to @dustghoul for doing the art piece for this!! it looks amazing

[museaway]

To all of my friends in the SPN fandom, while it's not the same as a bang (it's a writing event & there are no matchups), if you're looking for an event that is truly welcoming to all ships (and gen! we love gen), please consider the 5k! It's an all-fandoms event that challenges you to write an AU using no more than 5,000 words.

A few of our features:

we welcome all fandoms, all ships, and original works

we have 0 content restrictions

you can write in any language

it's an AU if you say it is!

our mascot is an inspiring pineapple

you can post whenever you want in August, I don't care

what are penalties? we don't have any. we don't even close sign-ups

we have one check-in, which is next weekend, and tbh it's just a reminder for all of us

it's the perfect excuse to write that one AU you've been sitting on for three years

I run the 5k through @ficwip and you can find out everything there is to know about it over here on notion

[leatawrites]

Lost in Translation

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 74,283

Warnings: Existential Crisis, Mental Duress, Mentions of Torture, Consent Issues (non-sexual)

Tags: Whump, mental and physical torture, grief and loss, conditioning/brainwashing, distorted memories, eldritch archangels, Gabriel fakes his death, vessels, post cage fic, amnesia, Sam has powers, grace, ambiguous relationships, vessel issues, Gabriel takes care of Sam, Enochian, angels are empathic and telepathic creatures, angst, hurt and comfort, recovery, rehabilitation, BAMF Gabriel, BAMF Sam Winchester, fluff, getting to know each other

Author Notes: This tale was written for the @spnsabrielbang. I had the pleasure of working with @lucathepanman who made the amazing art embedded in this story on Ao3. Go show him some love and reblog his art, here it is fantastic. Thank you so much to @brattyangel69 and @ladybrittany209 for helping me edit and shape this story.

This story has been such an experience to write and a thrill to participate in this event. While writing, this song really helped me kept going and really fits the story so well Lost in Translation by Marmozets.

Story Summary: When Sam’s churning soul was jammed back into his body after over a thousand years of being incorporeal, the wall of Death's design had never stood a chance against the changes Sam's soul had undergone to survive the Cage. Upon waking, Sam struggles with being able to cope with the drastic change from being ethereal to being part of the physical world and the strangers he is greeted with. His memories of the human world were absent upon waking within his body. Sam doesn't know how he had ever been part of the physical world, nor how to carve out a spot within it like the youngest archangel had managed to. His empowered soul was lost without the memories of his human life, and he was unsure who to turn to in a world full of strangers that tried to imprison him.

You can read the full multi-chapter story Lost in Translation with Luca's amazing art, on my Ao3 and find the opening for the first chapter below the cut.

Opening to Chapter 1 of Lost in Translation

Entering the Cage was falling. Sam remembered falling further into darkness and further into Lucifer’s clawing grace. Air was sharp and sliced through his flesh, while ice branded his soul.

Until he couldn’t feel his skin and flesh any longer, and it was only the bitter cold that wrapped through him. His body had left him, left his soul ensnared by frost-bitten grace that loathed it. His soul twisting bare within the void, seeing without eyes and hearing without the need for ears, free and raw.

It felt endless, and even now Sam wasn’t completely sure that he had ever reached the bottom. He only knew that he wasn't the same, that he was merely him in the purest sense. His soul was ripped from his body and left with the angry flares of grace that tore at him and then…

He was here.

The Cage wasn’t the same sensation as falling had been, but it wasn’t anything in particular and it wasn’t absolutely nothing. It was a blank slate, a void that time couldn’t reach, where reality was whatever its most powerful captives made of it. Sam had only known they were anywhere because of the screeches that vibrated through his soul.

The sound of Michael’s anger was a swirling, roaring heat that burned and tore at Sam's soul. Fiery grace ripped his sibling free from the soul that it had burrowed into, leaving Sam screaming at the inhuman speech and the feeling of being cleaved in two. The sensation and the horrifying realization of his disembodiment struck his consciousness fully then.

Sam could feel, hear, and see but had no skin, no ears, and no eyes. His soul was raw and absorbed everything without the need for his body. He tried to breathe, to move, but nothing was the same, not here. The overwhelming sensory input that he couldn't comprehend felt like a knife that jostled within his brain, prying at the cerebellum that no longer existed within the void. Sam desperately searched for reference or context, to find a sense of self amongst his new reality.

A dizzying train of thoughts coursed through him, trying to find an understanding, to process the surrounding void and the feeling of being free of flesh and bone. Sam felt himself shudder, the sense of touch and movement without skin or limbs jolted through him in shockwaves that cracked against his mind and the grace that refused to fully leave him.

He wanted to scream with the screeching voices that vibrated through him as the surrounding space shifted with the archangels’ wrath. He wanted to close his eyes against the sight of them free and fighting, terror striking him anew at the unblinking perspective that stretched out all around him at every angle. If he had a body or consciousness to lose, Sam knew that he would have, but there was no escape from the sounds he could hear echoing from everywhere at once or the feeling of cosmically charged heat and cold that blistered his free-flowing soul. He felt himself moving away from them, from the pain he didn’t understand how he was feeling and the sight of beings too massive and ever-changing for him to comprehend.

Sam’s soul skittered further away and deeper into the nothingness and sudden bits of everything that flashed around him. He could feel himself moving, but the archangels stretched and clashed all around him and took up the endless void that was under their control. Sam cowered under the shifting space, trying to move faster away from the living light that quaked the void but found he was unable to go anywhere despite the feeling of having moved.

There was nothing but what the archangels wished for in the celestial prison he had willingly jumped into. His soul twisted and screamed at each shuddering change of scenery around him, as images of distant galaxies streamed into his mind’s eye and painted the never-ending boundaries of the Cage. This was a place meant for them. A place made and built to house an archangel, not for a bare human soul to control or withstand. This place had been the archangel’s home for thousands of years, deep within the bowels of Hell, and Lucifer was well aware of how to use it.

Time held no meaning here, just as it held no meaning to the immortals. Sam tried to find his bearings, but there was no sun except for Michael’s grace and no rise of the moon except for the twinkling archangel that had inspired the night sky. Sam didn’t know how long they had been fighting and focused solely on each other. Michael seemed to spend an eternity hammering away at Lucifer, flaming grace and frozen fury colliding in a sea of contained disaster.

Sam tried not to think about his body, which was long gone by now, leaving him unable to turn his vision away from the eyes that glared at each other and the limbs that reshaped and changed just to rip and tear. Instead, he stayed tucked away from them with Adam, the two souls curled against each other as Adam's body deteriorated without Michael's grace, both huddled and swirling together, thriving on their shared losses. Their souls screamed in the void, but the sound was easily swallowed by the screeching archaic Enochian as the archangels' memories and thoughts streamed along the endless walls of the Cage, overwhelming the huddled pair of souls.

Continue Reading on Ao3

[lucathepanman]

These were made for the @spnsabrielbang for @leatawrites's amazing fic. It's called Lost In Translation, rated: Mature. Link for the fic is right here! (go check it out!)