#;gabriel

[formerlyrighteous]

@saunteredslowlydownward​ | cont.

    ❝ i’m gonna file that under ‘no way in hell’. ❞

[fracturedsaint]

"Hey, asshole. Listen, I bounced fast the other day. Didn't get to tell you thanks fer not tryinna stop me. I mean. In the hardcore sense of 'stop.' "

Sam scoffs, a self-depreciating sound if there ever was one. “Yeah, well. Wouldn’t exactly be ‘Team Free Will’ if we forced someone to do something.” The bitter twitch of the lips he gives is aimed at himself and not the Archangel.

His eyes find an interesting spot on the floor. “I was desperate,” he admits. His hands wring themselves in his lap as he sits on the table. “And I said some things I shouldn’t have. Expected you to shoulder weight that you couldn’t.” He shrugs a shoulder and looks back up at Gabriel. “And I’m sorry. You saved us, and you had every right to leave, and–” He huffs a mirthless laugh. “Well, let’s just say you got out at the right time. Because I don’t think I could’ve held Dean back from you after he came through that portal.”

[devilsxinthedetails]

@sorrowfound

     “ so. . . . we may have a situation here. “

[tealeavesandthorns]

they were flirting with you. (From Gabriel 😛)

PROMPTS FOR A LITTLE JEALOUSY *  assorted dialogue for when you see the person you’re interested in with someone else and go… hey wait a minute, adjust as necessary - @heroesdeath

"Who... him..."

"Oh my god, no, no they weren't. They were just being friendly."

[medicaduceus]

❛  are you sure you can do this on your own?  ❜ / gabe!

"—Do you doubt me?"

She raised a brow, the corner of her mouth lifting slightly.

[medicaduceus]

❛ what else do you want me to say? ❜

Her shoulders dropped slightly as she looked him over, brows knitting in concern.

"—You don't...I just wish I knew what I could do for you."

Voice catching in her throat, her eyes fell.

"What...what can I do?"

[audaciiaearchive]

‘  i have no home anymore.  ’ for "gabriel"

Growling suggestions || Accepting

The thing that calls itself Gabriel seems to stare at the person who calls himself Alex, Casper, the Ghost, whatever might be suitable at the moment. At first glance, Gabriel doesn't seem quite right. Maybe the eyes are too large or the fingers are too long. Or maybe not. Because looking back, he seems to have righted himself. To hold so much power in the form of a mortal is difficult. Why, he has a hard enough time pretending to be an angel, so no wonder he seems to be nearly bursting at the seams now.

"What is home, exactly?" When Gabriel speaks, it sounds...off, like a radio that's not quite on the right signal. Does his mouth even move? Or do the words just make themselves known? He squints, leaning forward slightly. "Home can be anywhere you think it is, so why do you think you have none?"