#abbi writes

[obsessedwithtoomanythings]

Writing Time!

So, I'm writing four things right now, Part 3 to Devil In The Details (YAY!), Part 1 of a new AU series, a smutty fic based off of last nights new episode, and A SURPRISE BUT IT WILL BE SOME YUMMY SAM SMUT SO ITS AIGHT. Hopefully can get them up tonight but I really don't know. We'll see.

[fathousewifewannabe]

So... I did a thing..... Look if you're interested....?

Hey guys, I’m not sure how many people actually read these things, but I thought I’d take a shot and post….. That I started a second Tumblr for my writings. It’s called “Abbi’s Notebook”, and it’s going to be mostly for my personal favorites for writing: -Celebrities. -Fan-Fiction. -Fat-centric/ Weight Gain ‘fetish’ writing. So if any of those interest you, or if you can accept them and want to read my “flagship” series I’m calling “Anna and Abbi”…. Come check it out. Please? :)

[fathousewifewannabe]

If I posted "ask my OC some questions"....

Would anybody? Jc

[gabrielxreader]

I got the most wonderful feedback from you guys yesterday, I can't even describe how happy it made me! As promised, here's part 3. I should have the final part out sometime this evening. As always, the more feedback, the better! It just makes me feel so good when I hear how much you guys are enjoying this. .............................................................................................................................. “Oof!”

You landed on your back with a thud and groaned. But before you could get up, someone was dropped on top of you.

“Hey, sugar.”

“Get offa me, Gabe.” you grunted, shoving him away. You tried standing up, but tripped over your now ridiculously long blonde hair. This was something that would take a lot of getting used to.

Gabriel, however, seemed perfectly adjusted, admiring his Flynn Rider outfit. “At least this dude has got some style.” He finally got a good look at you. “What‘s with the hair?”

You rolled your eyes “I‘m Rapunzel, idiot. Are you even paying attention to what you‘re doing anymore?”

He shook his head and you sighed. “Alright,” you began, surveying your surroundings. “Where are we?” To your left, not too far away, you noticed the Snuggly Duckling tavern. You nudged Gabriel and pointed to it. “There! That‘s where we‘re supposed to be.”

“Where? Oh no, you don‘t mean ‘Ye Olde Biker Bar’ over there, do you? You‘ve gotta be kidding me! I‘m not going in there.”

You grinned maliciously, savoring the opportunity to throw Gabriel’s own words right back in his face. “It‘s part of the movie, Gabriel. We gotta…what‘s the phrase I‘m looking for? Oh, that‘s right. ‘Play our roles‘.”

Knowing he had no real no argument to make, he grabbed your hand and dragged you to the tavern. As you got closer, you could hear menacing grunts, the clanking of metal, and possibly a scream or two. You shuddered, but knew you would be okay.

“It doesn‘t sound very snuggly in there if you ask me.” Gabriel commented.

“Don‘t be such a wimp.”

“At least answer me this,” you heard him whisper as you inched closer. “I don‘t die or anything, do I?”

“Well, you don‘t die, obviously; the Prince never dies. But I mean, there’s nothing in there that a big, manly Trickster like yourself can‘t handle, right?”

You noticed Gabe swallow hard. “Yeah, sure. I‘ll be fine.”

With that, you yanked him into the tavern. The door swung open, and you were greeted by a group of what may be the most menacing men you had ever come across. You took a step forward, but before you could get a word out, the biggest of the men slammed the door shut behind Gabriel and pointed to a Wanted sign with a picture of Flynn Rider on it. “Is this you?”

Gabe was at a loss for words, stammering like you had never seen before. It would’ve definitely been comical to you, had they not grabbed ahold of him and hoisted him in the air, ready to go in for the kill.

“Wait! Stop!” You exclaimed, tugging on the man nearest to you. “I need him!”

The room fell silent, and they all looked at you in confusion.

“Him? What would you need him for?” the man asked you as his comrade placed Gabriel so that he was dangling on a hook from the collar of his shirt.

“I…well…” You blanked. Why couldn’t you think of what was supposed to happen in this scene? “He’s helping me…” A song. There was a song in this scene. Something about a dream. “He’s helping me follow my dream! Without his help, I won’t be able to. Come on, haven’t any of you ever had a dream?”

There was a pause before the man with the hook for a hand stepped closer to you. Gabriel squirmed on his perch, unable to help. As the man moved his face closer to yours, you grabbed a frying pan off the table next to you and held it up for protection.

“I…had a dream once.”

Your eyes flew open. The man threw his axe across the room, nearly hitting a scrawny looking boy with an accordion, and music began to play.

(a/n: Just like in the Aladdin bit, I love this song way too much to leave it out. Mushy romance to come later. And, a note- this song is even better when you sing along. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WRZba7AoCbA )

Gabriel raised an eyebrow quizzically.

HOOK MAN: I’M MALICIOUS, MEAN, AND SCARY.

MY SNEER COULD CURDLE DAIRY,

AND VIOLENCE-WISE MY HANDS ARE NOT THE CLEANEST.

BUT DESPITE MY EVIL LOOK,

AND MY TEMPER,

AND MY HOOK…

I’VE ALWAYS YEARNED TO BE A CONCERT PIANIST.

The man shoved someone out of his way and jumped up onto the small stage, sitting down at the piano, and began to play elegantly.

HOOK MAN: CAN’T YOU SEE ME ON THE STAGE PERFORMIN’ MOZART?

TICKLIN’ THE IVORIES TILL THEY GLEAM!

YES, I’D RATHER BE CALLED DEADLY,

FOR MY KILLER SHOWTUNE MEDLEY.

‘CAUSE WAY DOWN DEEP INSIDE I GOT A DREAM.

The other men joined in the chorus and I sat down next to the piano, awed, as Gabriel looked on in sheer disbelief.

EVERYONE: HE’S GOT A DREAM,

HE’S GOT A DREAM.

HOOK MAN: SEE, I AIN’T AS CRUEL AND VICIOUS AS I SEEM!

THOUGH I DO LIKE BREAKING FEMURS,

YOU CAN COUNT ME WITH THE DREAMERS,

LIKE EVERYBODY ELSE, I’VE GOT A DREAM.

You were tapped on the shoulder and spun around to see a rather hideously scary man. He smiled.

UGLY MAN: I’VE GOT SCARS AND LUMPS AND BRUISES,

PLUS SOMETHING HERE THAT OOZES,

AND LET’S NOT EVEN MENTION MY COMPLEXION.

BUT DESPITE MY EXTRA TOES,

AND MY GOITER AND MY NOSE,

I REALLY WANNA MAKE A LOVE CONNECTION.

He handed you a wilted flower, and you melted and such a sweet gesture from the intimidating man. Gabriel rolled his eyes dramatically.

UGLY MAN: CAN’T YOU SEE ME WITH A SPECIAL LITTLE LADY?

ROWIN’ IN A ROWBOAT DOWN THE STREAM!

THOUGH I’M ONE DISGUSTING BLIGHTER,

I’M A LOVER, NOT A FIGHTER.

‘CAUSE WAY DOWN DEEP INSIDE I GOT A DREAM.

He picked you up and spun you around.

EVERYONE: HE’S GOT A DREAM,

HE’S GOT A DREAM.

As the man put you down, he wrapped an arm around you.

UGLY MAN: AND I KNOW ONE DAY ROMANCE WILL REIGN SUPREME!

THOUGH MY FACE LEAVES PEOPLE SCREAMING,THERE’S A CHILD BEHIND IT, DREAMING.

LIKE EVERYBODY ELSE, I’VE GOT A DREAM.

MAN: TOR WOULD LIKE TO QUIT AND BE A FLORIST,

A vase of flowers were shoved into your hands.

MAN: GUNTER DOES INTERIOR DESIGN,

Someone gestured over to a pleasantly decorated corner of the tavern.

MAN: ULF IS INTO MIME,

ATTILA’S CUPCAKES ARE SUBLIME!

You grabbed a pastry and munched happily on it.

MEN: BRUISER KNITS,

KILLER SEWS,

FANG DOES LITTLE PUPPET SHOWS,

HOOK MAN: AND VLADIMIR COLLECTS CERAMIC UNICORNS!

You angled your head upwards to look at the man towering above you. He gave a small grin and clinked the little statues together. There was a moment of silence, and all the men gathered around Gabriel.

“What about you?” the man with the hook demanded.

Gabe scoffed. “I’m sorry, me?”

“What’s your dream?” the ugly one asked, lifting him roughly off the hook and placing him on the ground.

“Oh, no, no, no, sorry boys.” Gabriel chuckled, crossing his arms. “I don’t sing.”

Even though you knew this was a lie, you had no reason to point it out as it only took the group of men pointing the tips of their swords at Gabe’s neck for him to jump up on the stage.

FYLNN (Gabriel): I HAVE DREAMS LIKE YOU, NO, REALLY.

JUST MUCH LESS, TOUCHY-FEELY.

THAT MAINLY HAPPEN SOMEWHERE WARM AND SUNNY.

Gabe’s eyes glossed over in content.

FLYNN (Gabriel): ON AN ISLAND THAT I OWN,

TAN, AND RESTED, AND ALONE.

SURROUNDED BY ENORMOUS PILES OF MONEY!

The men hoisted him up and threw him across the room, cheering. You jumped up on a table, caught up in the excitement.

YOU: I’VE GOT A DREAM!

I’VE GOT A DREAM!

I JUST WANNA SEE THE FLOATING LANTERNS GLEAM!

AND WITH EVERY PASSING HOUR,

I’M SO GLAD I LEFT MY TOWER!

LIKE ALL YOU LOVELY FOLKS,

I’VE GOT A DREAM.

EVERYONE: SHE’S GOT A DREAM,

HE’S GOT DREAM,

THEY’VE GOT A DREAM,

WE’VE GOT A DREAM,

SO OUR DIFFERENCES AIN’T REALLY THAT EXTREME,

WE’RE ONE BIG TEAM!

Again, the men lifted Gabriel up and tossed him around as they sang.

MEN: CALL US BRUTAL,

SICK,

SADISTIC,

AND GROTESQUELY OPTIMISTIC,

CAUSE WAY DOWN DEEP INSIDE, WE’VE GOT A DREAM.

I’VE GOT A DREAM!

I’VE GOT A DREAM!

I’VE GOT A DREAM!

I’VE GOT A DREAM!

I’VE GOT A DREAM!

YOU: I’VE GOT A DREAM!

Two men lifted you on their shoulders and placed you on the bar counter.

EVERYONE: YES, WAY DOWN DEEP INSIDE I’VE GOT A DREAM!

HURRAY!

They cheered and smashed their glasses together. As they celebrated, Gabriel crawled his way over to you from wherever he had ended up landing.

“I’ve had just about enough of this.” He muttered, grabbing your arm. “Come on.” he was just about to snap his fingers when you stopped him.

“Wait!”

Gabe raised an eyebrow at you.

“As long as we’re here,” you started shyly. “I really would love to see the lanterns later. It looks so magical in the movie. I never get to leave the bunker anymore. I feel so trapped nowadays. We could get out of here, keep ourselves busy till night.”

“Well…I suppose I could do that for you, sugar.” he agreed softly, then slid his hand down from your forearm and laced his fingers with yours. “But for now, we’re getting out of this damn tavern before these meat heads cook me for dinner. ‘Snuggly Duckling’ my ass.” Quickly, he climbed out the low window, pulling you out after him.

Soon enough, the sun set, and the two of you were out on the late, floating in a gondola-style canoe. Everything was dark as you waited for the first latern to be released.

“Thanks for letting us stick around, Gabe. I’m really excited.”

“What can I say, (y/n)? This is all for you anyway.”

That comment made you remember a question you had been meaning to ask him. “Speaking of which…you still haven’t explained to me why you’re doing all this.”

He blushed, unable to find the right words. Luckily, it was moments later that the first lantern was sent up out of the castle. You hurried to your feet, scrambling to the end of the boat, and gripped the end for stability. Flickering light surrounded you on all sides as the laterns flew by and music started softly. You smiled and began to sing to yourself.

(a/n: Thinking about Gabe and me floating in canoe surrounded by soft lantern light as we sang this song gave me real feels that I can’t handle right now, so here you go, your turn to deal with it. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RyrYgCvxBUg Also, Gabe could deff be Flynn)

YOU: ALL THOSE DAYS, WATCHING FROM THE WINDOWS,

ALL THOSE YEARS, OUTSIDE LOOKING IN.

ALL THAT TIME, NEVER EVEN KNOWING,

JUST HOW BLIND I’VE BEEN.

NOW I’M HERE, BLINKING IN THE STARLIGHT.

NOW I’M HERE, SUDDENLY, I SEE.

STANDING HERE, IT’S ALL SO CLEAR,

I’M WHERE I’M MEANT TO BE.

‘Maybe things wouldn’t be so bad with Gabriel,’ you thought, ‘Maybe this is what I need in my life.’

YOU: AND AT LAST I SEE THE LIGHT.

AND IT’S LIKE THE FOG HAS LIFTED.

AND AT LAST I SEE THE LIGHT.

AND IT’S LIKE THE SKY IS NEW.

AND IT’S WARM AND REAL AND BRIGHT.

AND THE WORLD HAS SOMEHOW SHIFTED.

You turn around to glance at Gabriel, and you see he’s already looking at you, his eyes reflecting the light of the lanterns, his smile warm and soft.

YOU: ALL AT ONCE, EVERYTHING LOOKS DIFFERENT.

NOW THAT I SEE YOU.

Gabe conjures up a couple of lanterns. “I thought you might wanna join in on the fun?” he suggested, and you nodded excitedly.

“On three.” you declared, lightly holding the end of the lantern. “One…two…three!”

He watched as the light danced on you face, so wrapped up in your beauty, that he accidentally let his lantern slip away. He didn’t care though. All he cared about was you.

FLYNN (Gabriel): ALL THOSE DAYS, CHASING DOWN A DAYDREAM.

ALL THOSE YEARS, LIVING IN A BLUR.

ALL THAT TIME, NEVER TRULY SEEING

THINGS, THE WAY THEY WERE.

Gabriel thought about the centuries that he had lived without you, and how for most of them he was either stuck with his feuding family, or alone. Neither had appealed to him, but that’s just the life he lived, so he had taught himself to be selfish. He still was, really, but he was trying. Trying hard to adjust himself to what he thought you wanted. Of course, he still figured he had a long way to go.

FLYNN: (Gabriel): NOW SHE’S HERE, SHINING IN THE STARLIGHT.

NOW SHE’S HERE, SUDDENLY, I KNOW,

IF SHE’S HERE, IT’S CRYSTAL CLEAR,

I’M WHERE I’M MEANT TO GO.

He didn’t have to run anymore. He had nowhere to hide. As long as he could be with you, it didn’t matter. He grabbed your hands, and you tore your gaze away from the laterns to look at him.

BOTH: AND AT LAST I SEE THE LIGHT.

FLYNN (Gabriel): AND IT’S LIKE THE FOG HAS LIFTED.

BOTH: AND AT LAST I SEE THE LIGHT.

YOU: AND IT’S LIKE THE SKY IS NEW.

BOTH: AND IT’S WARM AND REAL AND BRIGHT,

AND THE WORLD HAS SOMEHOW SHIFTED.

Gabe removed one of his hands from yours and gently placed it on your face, bringing you closer to him.

BOTH: ALL AT ONCE,

EVERYTHING LOOKS DIFFERENT.

NOW THAT I SEE YOU.

Slowly, you rested your forehead on his and closed your eyes.

BOTH: NOW THAT I SEE YOU.

You felt him leaning in, coming closer, and closer, until…

THUD.

The side of your boat rammed into the dock, shaking both of you out of your reverie. It was silent until he cleared his throat.

“I guess that’s it then…”

You nodded.

“Did you get what you wanted, sugar?”

‘Not completely’ you thought to yourself, but nodded again anyway.

“So I guess…we’ll just get going, then.”

You almost felt like crying as you continued to nod.………………………………..................................................................................  Jovial music swelled around you as you adjusted to the new scenery. You were in a cottage nestled deep in the woods somewhere, sitting in a small chair in a just as small living room. You rubbed your eyes as Gabriel, now disguised as Doc, the leader of the seven dwarves, bounced over to you.

“Care to join us in a song, Snow White?”

You nodded happily as a few of the dwarves settled down in front of some instruments resumed their playing.

(a/n I think this song is the cutest thing ever, there was no way I wasn’t adding it. However, it’s kinda a pain to write for, seeing as there isn’t much to it word wise, so this time around I would strongly recommend clickety-clicking this here link https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gew5TxfyRgU and watching/listening to it.)

The music was bright and friendly and you watched as the dwarves not playing instruments begin to sing and dance around. Happy walked up in front of you and cleared his throat.

HAPPY: I’D LIKE TO DANCE AND TAP MY FEET,

BUT THEY WON’T KEEP IN RHYTHM.

YOU SEE, I WASHED THEM BOTH TODAY,

AND I CAN’T DO NOTHIN’ WITH ‘EM!

You clapped along while Happy did a tap-dance esque routine and then curtsied playfully. Bobbing up and down to the music, you giggled as a few of the dwarves pushed Bashful towards you.

“I…” he began, the blushed profusely and turned away. Everyone laughed and the music paused, then picked up again. He took a deep breath, but nothing came out and he turned bright red. This elicited another laugh from everyone, until Grumpy got fed up and slammed his hands down on the piano, scaring Bashful into singing.

BASHFUL: I CHASED A BOBCAT UP A TREE,

WAY OUT UPON A LIMB.

AND WHEN HE GOT THE BEST OF ME,

I GOT THE WORST OF HIM!

With that, he snickered shyly and scurried away. Dopey ran up to you with a cymbal and you kicked it jokingly and cheered. Happy skipped up to you again and started yodeling, and you joined in, hitting and holding a random high note.

Finally, Gabriel came up to you and bowed, holding out his hand for you to dance. You gladly accepted and waltzed around the room with him. “Wow, Gabe,” you teased under your breath. “You’re even shorter than usual!” You knew he had heard you, but had chosen to ignore the jab in good spirits. You two danced around the other dwarves and Dopey banged away on his drums. Sleepy and Grumpy had solos on their own instruments too, while you kicked and twirled in the center of the room. The animals outside jumped up and down and you saw Dopey throw on a long coat and jump onto Sneezy’s shoulders. Giggling, you accepted his offer to dance and skipped around the room in time to the music. The longer you danced, however, the harder it became for Sneezy to supress a sneeze. Everyone jumped back as they heard him stutter.

“A-a-a-AHHCHOO!”

The sneeze was so big, it blew Dopey right off Sneezy’s shoulders, and everyone had a big laugh as you sat back down in your chair. Eventually, everything calmed down and the dwarves looked to you, asking you for a story.

“A story?” you repeated, and they nodded vehemently. “Well…alright.” You locked eyes with “Doc”, watching his whiskey eyes twinkle in delight. “Once, there was a princess-”

Gabriel cut you off. “Was the princess…you?”

You nodded. “And…she fell in love.”

“Was it hard to do?”

“Oh, it was very easy!” You laughed. “Anyone could see that the Prince was…charming. The only one for me.”

Gabriel beamed. “Was he strong, and handsome? Was he big and tall?”

You sighed dreamily. “There’s nobody like him, anywhere at all.”

“Did he…say he loved ya?” Bashful asked.

“Did he…steal a kiss?” Happy added.

You looked Gabriel in the eye.

(a/n: I love this song. I LOVE IT. GABRIEL IS MY PRINCE. *cough* sorry about thathttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0niwn2pOEno )

YOU: HE WAS SO ROMANTIC, I COULD NOT RESIST.

Gabriel slumped back on the floor, never taking his gaze off you as you swayed lightly to the music.

YOU: SOME DAY MY PRINCE WILL COME,

SOME DAY, WE’LL MEET AGAIN,

AND AWAY TO HIS CASTLE WE’LL GO,

TO BE HAPPY FOREVER, I KNOW.

The thought of it put a distant smile on your face.

YOU: SOME DAY WHEN SPRING IS HERE,

WE’LL FIND OUR LOVE ANEW.

AND THE BIRDS WILL SING!

AND WEDDING BELLS WILL RING!

SOME DAY WHEN MY DREAMS COME TRUE…

The dwarves took a collective sigh, all with the same peaceful look on their face, except for one, who tip toed over to you as the rest of them drifted into a gentle sleep.

“Let’s get out of here, sugar; you’re gonna love what I have planned next.”

………………………………................................................................................... “Pardon me, mon cher, but your Prince awaits.”

You looked down at the grinning French candelabra and smoothed down the front of your gold-yellow ball gown. “Thank you, Lumiere.” After he had hopped away, you turned to give yourself one last glance in the mirror. You wanted to look perfect, because if everything could finally fall into place this time, you wanted now to be the moment when you told Gabriel how you felt. This was one of the most romantic scenes in all of Disney history, nothing could possibly go wrong.

Slowly, you walked out of the room, lifting your dress slightly so you could walk. You got to the top of the last staircase when you saw Gabe. He looked so handsome in his navy blue tux, but there was something off…

“Aren’t you supposed to be a lot more fuzzy and a lot less Gabe?” you questioned him as he met you where you were standing.

“What? All of the sudden you don’t like my face anymore?” he placed a hand on his heart in mock sadness, and you swatted it away.

“Oh, shut up; I’m just pointing out that you’re not properly playing your role.”

He shrugged nonchalantly. “Yeah, well, I’m the trickster, I can bend the rules a bit if I so choose.”

You hit him again, this time a bit harder. “Spoil-sport.”

“You’re making this very un-romantic, you know.” he pointed out, rubbing his arm.

“Why? Is this supposed to be romantic?”

“Do you want it to be?”

“I suppose that depends on how well you do.”

“Well then,” he bowed to you and held out his arm. “shall we set forth, to the dining room, m’lady?”

You curtsied with a grin and placed your hand in the crook of his elbow. “I say, we shall, kind sir.”

As you made your way to dinner, you heard Mrs. Potts begin her song.

(a/n: I’m really hoping none of you thought that I would do a Beauty and the Beast spoof and NOT use this song.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uQ0ODCMC6xs )

MRS. POTTS: TALE AS OLD AS TIME,

TRUE AS IT CAN BE.

BARELY EVEN FRIENDS,

THEN SOMEBODY BENDS,

UNEXPECTEDLY.

You sat down at the grand dining table directly across from Gabriel and watched in amusement as his attempted to use ridiculously polite table manners. You knew this definitely wasn’t his forte, but it certainly was fun to watch.

MRS. POTTS: JUST A LITTLE CHANGE,

After what you figured was a decent enough amount of torture, you stood up and ran over to him, grabbing his hands and pulling him out from his chair.

MRS. POTTS: SMALL TO SAY THE LEAST.

BOTH A LITTLE SCARED,

NEITHER ONE PREPARED,

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST.

The two of you walked arm in arm to the ball room, and you dragged him to the center of the dance floor. He gulped as you placed one of his arms around your waist and intertwined his other hand with yours and began to slowly twirl around.

MRS. POTTS: EVER JUST THE SAME,

EVER A SURPRISE,

EVER AS BEFORE,

EVER JUST AS SURE,

AS THE SUN WILL RISE.

As the music swelled, Gabriel placed his hands on your waist and lifted you in the air, spinning you once before setting you back down. You began to waltz again.

MRS. POTTS: TALE AS OLD AS TIME,

TUNE AS OLD AS SONG,

BITTERSWEET AND STRANGE,

FINDING YOU CAN CHANGE,

LEARNING YOU WERE WRONG.

Gabe pulled you closer.

MRS. POTTS: CERTAIN AS THE SUN,

You rested your head on his chest, hearing his heart beat faster.

MRS. POTTS: RISING IN THE EAST.

TALE AS OLD AS TIME,

SONG AS OLD AS RHYME,

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST.

The lights dimmed as he slowed you out of the waltz and began to walk you out to the balcony.

MRS. POTTS: TALE AS OLD AS TIME,

SONG AS OLD AS RYHME,

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST.

As the music faded away, you sat down next to Gabriel on the stone bench of the balcony. He inched closer to you, nervous.

“(y/n)?” he asked, grabbing your hands. You tilted your head to the side. “Are you…happy? You know, here? With me?”

Gently, you rested your head on his shoulder and hummed in content. “More than you could ever imagine. Gabe, I…”

But before you could finish your sentence, you drifted off, lolled into a peaceful slumber. You felt a pair of lips on your forehead.

“Goodnight, sugar. I promise, it’s not over yet”

………………………………...................................................................................

[gabrielxreader]

Okay, so because i got some super sweet love for this story I started posting, here's part two for ya! And yeah, more feedback would be appriciated before I post part 3.

.............................................................................................................................. “Now THIS is a movie I could live with!”

You focused in on where the voice came from, and rolled your eyes. “Hercules, Gabriel, really?”

“What?” he feigned innocence, flexing his newfound muscles. “This has gotta be the most historically accurate of all the Disney movies, not to mention,” he struck a pose, admiring himself in the reflection of the fountain. “the most realistic.”

“Oh really?” you scoffed. “For who, exactly?”

He grimaced at you for a moment before returning back to his reflection. “You‘re just jealous.”

“Of what? The fact that I DON‘T look like I‘m pumped full of steroids? Come on, Gabe, you look a bit stupid.” It wasn’t a lie. While Gabriel certainly wasn’t out of shape by any means, he was no Arnold Schwarzenegger, but that’s part of what made him who he is, and it was one of the things you lov-

Liked.

It was one of the things you liked about him.

“Fine, you win.” You watched as his body shrunk back to normal size. “Better?”

“Much.” you agreed, looking around at the garden where you two ended up. It was rather beautiful, actually, with the flowers and statues and the moon light bouncing off the water in the fountain. “So, Herc, what do we do now?”

“I don‘t know what YOU‘RE gonna do, but I‘m gonna go try and find a bar of some sort. Just wait around here for me, okay?”

You stared at him, astonished. “Excuse me? Are you saying you‘re sick of me? You‘re the one who‘s been dragging me from movie to movie in the first place!”

His eyes widened in fear. “No! No, I didn‘t mean it like that at all, sugar. I…just have some stuff to sort out. Our adventure is nowhere near done, you know.” 

At that, he gave you a smirk, which you gladly returned.

“Alright, go on then. I‘ll wait here.” You plopped yourself down on the edge of the fountain.

“I won‘t be long, I promise. And, uh, before I go…” With a wave of his hand, a small, white lily appeared in his palm. He handed it to you. “For you. They‘re, uh, your favorite, right?”

Blushing, you took the flower from him. “Yeah. Yeah, they are. Thanks, Gabe.”

“Your welcome.” Then, carefully, he leaned over and pecked your cheek, disappearing before you could respond to it.

You sat there for a long while, just staring at the spot where Gabriel had been standing, thinking. Gabriel. With his carefree laugh, his warm eyes, his bright smile, his-

“Ugh!” you groaned, disgusted with yourself. “What‘s the matter with me?” You tossed the flower to your side. “You‘d think a girl would learn…”

(a/n: I think you know what happens now. Here‘s a song just for you, reader. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tl0DMTlwLw4 )

YOU: IF THERE’S A PRIZE FOR ROTTEN JUDGEMENT.

 I GUESS I’VE ALREADY WON THAT.

You hadn’t even noticed you started singing.

YOU: NO MAN IS WORTH THE AGGRIVATION.

THAT’S ANCIENT HISTORY,

BEEN THERE, DONE THAT!

STATUES: WHO YA THINK YOU’RE KIDDIN’?

HE’S THE EARTH AN HEAVEN TO YA,

TRY TO KEEP IT HIDDEN,

HONEY, WE CAN SEE RIGHT THROUGH YA.

You jumped as the statues joined in your song, but went along with it nonetheless.

YOU: OH NO…

STATUES: GIRL, YOU CAN’T CONCEAL IT,

WE KNOW HOW YOU’RE FEELIN’,

WHO YOU’RE THINKIN’ OF…

The one fat statue dangled the flower in front of your face tauntingly, and you pushed it away.

YOU: OH, NO CHANCE, NO WAY, I WON’T SAY IT, NO, NO.

STATUES: YOU SWOON, YOU SIGH, WHY DENY IT, UH-OH?

YOU: IT’S TOO CLICHÉ, I WON’T SAY I’M IN LOVE.

The words tasted funny on your lips. Love. In love. With Gabriel? Could that be what this is about? No way. That’s impossible. You thought about the numerous times you had let yourself get comfortable with a boy. It wouldn’t end well. ESPECIALLY not with someone like Gabriel.

YOU: I THOUGHT MY HEART HAD LEARNED IT’S LESSON,

IT FEELS SO GOOD WHEN YOU START OUT.

MY HEAD IS SCREAMING ‘GET A GRIP, GIRL’,

UNLESS YOU’RE DYING TO CRY YOU’RE HEART OUT,

OH NO.

This was absolutely crazy, you decided. This was only happening because of the movie. This stupid scene in this stupid movie. You had to play your part.

STATUES: YOU KEEP ON DENYING, WHO YOU ARE AND HOW YOU’RE FEELING,

BABY, WE’RE NOT BUYING, HON, WE SAW YA HIT THE CEILING,

YOU: OH NO…

STATUES: FACE IT LIKE A GROWN UP, WHEN YA GONNA OWN UP THAT YOU GOT, GOT, GOT IT BAD.

YOU: OH, NO CHANCE, NO WAY, I WON’T SAY IT, NO, NO.

‘It’s not true!’ you kept screaming to yourself.

STATUES: GIVE UP, OR GIVE IN,CHECK THE GRIN, YOU’RE IN LOVE.

As they sang, thoughts of Gabriel and you together washed over you and you smiled widely. You wiped it away quickly as you heard their words.

YOU: THIS SCENE WON’T PLAY, I WON’T SAY I’M IN LOVE-

STATUES: YOU’RE DOIN’ FLIPS, READ OUR LIPS, YOU’RE IN LOVE-

The pressure of what they were saying was too much for you, and you snapped.

YOU: YOU’RE WAY OFF BASE, I WON’T SAY IT,

GET OFF MY CASE! I WON’T SAY IT!

STATUES: GIRL, DON’T BE PROUD.IT’S OKAY, YOU’RE IN LOVE.

Everything began to wind down, and you collapsed onto the fountain, your hand landing on the flower Gabe had given you earlier. You smiled gently and picked it up.

YOU: OH, AT LEAST OUT LOUD,I WON’T SAY I’M IN LOVE.

Leaning back, you hugged the flower to your chest, and fell fast asleep, dreaming of golden hair and mischievous whiskey eyes.………………………………...................................................................................

“Jasmine! Jasmine, my darling, wake up! You must see this!”

Sunlight bled through your eyelids as you stirred. Gracefully, you arose, following the jovial voice out of your exoctic Medditerainian room and onto the balcony attached to it. You knew immediately where you were.

‘Aladdin,’ you mused with a smirk. ‘Well, if Gabriel were any prince, I’d put money on him definitely being Aladdin.’

The music reached your ears before you could catch your first glimpse of the extravagant parade in your Aladdin’s honor.

Your Aladdin.

‘Stop it.’ You reprimanded yourself. ‘He’s not yours.’

You reached the edge of the balcony and got comfortable, resting your head in your hands in anticipation.

(a/n: c‘mon, it‘s Aladdin, I couldn‘t leave this gem of a song out. You‘ll get your sappy romance in awhile. Link-https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aEryAoLfnAA )

MEN: MAKE WAY, FOR PRINCE ALI.

SAY HEY! IT’S PRINCE ALI.

You grinned as Genie made his way into your line of vision. He was one of your favorite characters. You wonder if Gabriel knew this.

GENIE: HEY! CLEAR THE WAY IN THE OLD BAZAAR.

HEY, YOU! LET US THROUGH, IT’S A BRIGHT NEW STAR.

OH, COME, BE THE FIRST ON YOUR BLOCK TO MEET HIS EYE.

You noticed Aladdin’s elephant get closer, your stomach tying in knots.

GENIE: MAKE WAY, HERE HE COMES,

RING BELLS, BANG THE DRUMS,

ARE YOU GONNA LOVE THIS GUY!

With a flourish of feathers, Gabriel was revealed. Oh, sure, he now had tan skin and thick black hair, but you would recognize that tiny half smile and playful glint anywheres.

GENIE: PRINCE ALI, FABULOUS HE, ALI ABABWA.

GENUFLECT, SHOW SOME RESPECT, DOWN ON ONE KNEE.

Oh, yeah. Gabe was LOVING this.

GENIE: NOW TRY YOUR BEST TO STAY CALM,

BRUSH OFF YOUR SUNDAY SALAAM,

THEN COME AND MEET HIS SPECTACULAR COTERIE!

Genie formed a chain of people tall enough to reach Gabe, and as he began to shake their hands, they fell on top of him. You laughed, and Genie worked his magic.

GENIE: PRINCE ALI, MIGHTY IS HE, ALI ABABWA.

STRONG AS TEN REGULAR MEN, DEFINITELY.

With a push, Gabe hoisted the men onto his shoulders, and everyone cheered.

GENIE: HE FACED THE GALLOPING HORDES!

A HUNDRED BAD GUYS WITH SWORDS!

WHO SENT THOSE GOONS TO THEIR LORDS?

EVERYONE: WHY, PRINCE ALI!

You leaned forward on your balcony, trying to get a better view of down below.

MEN: HE’S GOT SEVENTY-FIVE GOLDEN CAMELS.

GENIE: DON’T THEY LOOK LOVELY, JUNE?

WOMEN: PURPLE PEACOCKS, HE’S GOT FIFTY-THREE.

GENIE: FABULOUS, HARRY, I LOVE THE FEATHERS.

WHEN IT COMES TO EXOTIC TYPE MAMMALS,

HAS HE GOT A ZOO,

I’M TELLIN’ YOU!

EVERYONE: IT’S A WORLD CLASS MENAGERIE!

You looked up to a balcony on the other side of the street, where Genie was swooning with a group of Harem girls.

GENIE: PRINCE ALI, HANDSOME IS HE, ALI ABABWA,

THAT PHYSIQUE!

HOW CAN I SPEAK?

WEAK AT THE KNEE…

Again, Genie zapped Gabe, and his muscles doubled. You rolled your eyes.

GENIE: WELL GET ON OUT IN THAT SQUARE,

ADJUST YOUR VEIL AND PREPARE,

TO GAWK AND GROVEL AND STARE AT PRINCE ALI!

Gabe blew the girls a kiss and they fainted, collapsing into Genie’s arms. You couldn’t help feeling a pang of jealousy as you gagged and stormed back into your room, then stomped down the stairs of the palace to the Sultan’s throne room, still able to hear them.

TOWNSPEOPLE: HE’S GOT NINETY-FIVE WHITE PERSIAN MONKEYS,

GUARDS: HE’S GOT THE MONKEYS, LET’S SEE THE MONKEYS,

TOWNSPEOPLE: AND TO VIEW THEM HE CHARGES NO FEE!

WOMEN: HE’S GENEROUS, SO GENEROUS!

EVERYONE: HE’S GOT SLAVES, HE’S GOT SERVANTS, AND FLUNKIES,

PROUD TO WORK FOR HIM!

THEY BOW TO HIS WHIM,

LOVE SERVING HIM,

THEY’RE JUST LOUSY WITH LOYALTY,

TO ALI,

PRINCE ALI,

You made it down there just in time to see them burst through the door, squashing Jafar in the process.

EVERYONE: PRINCE ALI! GLAMOROUS HE! ALI ABABWA!

GENIE: HEARD YOUR PRINCESS WAS A SIGHT, LOVELY TO SEE.

Genie gestured over to you and Gabriel winked as you suppressed your smile.

GENIE: AND THAT, GOOD PEOPLE, IS WHY,HE GOT DOLLED UP AND DROPPED BY.

EVERYONE: WITH SIXTY ELEPHANTS,

LLAMAS GALORE,

WITH HIS BEARS AND LIONS,

A BRASS BAND AND MORE,

WITH FORTY FAKIRS,

HIS COOKS AND BAKERS,

AND BIRDS THAT WARBLE ON KEY!

MAKE WAY!

FOR PRINCE ALI!

As the song finished, ‘Aladdin’ jumped on his magic carpet and swooped down, landing in front of the Sultan and bowing low. Jafar slammed the door shut behind the exiting parade, looking none too happy.

The Sultan, however, was overjoyed. “Splendid! Absolutely marvelous!”

When he was finished clapping, Gabriel gave a million dollar smile. “Your highness, I have come to ask for your beautiful daughter‘s hand in marriage.”

The thought made your heart do a flip.

That won‘t be necessary, Prince…Abooboo.” Jafar interjected. He inched towards the Sultan. “For, you see, it has already been arranged that I shall marry the princess.”

You stuck your tounge out in disgust. “Yuck!” Apparently, though, you weren’t as quiet as you thought, and the three men turned to you.

“What was that, my dear?” the Sultan asked you.

Cautiously, you stepped forward. “Well, father, it‘s just that, Jafar is, well, like, four times my age!” It didn’t come out as eloquent as you hoped, but you got your point across. Gabe held back a snicker as Jafar began to fume.

“Does that mean you would be willing to marry Prince Ali?” the Sultan questioned, and Gabriel beamed with pride.

“Ha! See that, you old snake? I win.”

And as innocent as Gabriel had meant that comment to be, it made your blood boil. “You win? You win what, exactly? Me? I am NOT a prize to be won, Prince Ali.” you spat at him, turning on your heel, and with that, you angrily made your way back up to your room and slammed the door.

“Oh dear…” the Sultan murmered, looking distraught. “What will I do about her now?”

Gabriel put a reassuring hand on his shoulder. “This is my fault, your highness; fear not, I will take care of this.”

As the day turned to night, you were still in Agrabah, waiting for some sign of Gabriel, expecting to move on to whatever he had planned next, yet nothing came. You sighed, feeling a bit bad. You hadn’t meant to snap at him or anything, you supposed it was part of the character taking over. But still, you had to think, you wanted to be more than a trophy to Gabe. You wanted to be special.

You sat in your room, brushing out your hair, when you heard a whisper.

“Hey! Psst! Princess!”

Slowly, you made your way back out to the balcony, but couldn’t see anyone.

“Who‘s there?”

“It‘s me, sugar; look down.”

You bent your head over the balcony and saw Gabe, now looking much more like himself. “Finally!” you exclaimed in a hushed tone. “I‘ve been waiting here for hours; I thought you died. Why haven‘t you contacted me? What the Hell have you been doing all day?”

“Well, that‘s for me to know and you to find out.” he sassed, flying up to float next to you.

Gently touching the tassel on the one side of the carpet, you asked Gabriel, “How are you doing that?”

He smirked. “It‘s a magic carpet.”

“Well, it‘s lovely.”

Gabe rubbed the back of his neck. “You, uh- you don‘t wanna go for a ride, do ya?”

You gave him a skeptical look.

“Come on, sugar, we could get out of the palace, see the world, y‘know?”

“Is it safe?”

“Sure; Do you trust me?”

You looked up at him, eyes boring into his. He had never asked you a question like that before. “What?”

He extended a hand to you. “I said, do you trust me?”

You smiled. “Yes. I do.” Carefully, he pulled you up onto the carpet, and whisked you away. The jolt was so sudden, that you instinctively wrapped your arms around his neck in fear. He didn’t push you away. You flew for a couple more minutes before the familiar music began.

(a/n: yes, yes, it‘s the Aladdin song you‘ve all been waiting for. It‘s not like I could leave it out. THIS IS A LOVE STORY, FOR PETES SAKE! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-kl4hJ4j48s *clears throat* right then. Carry on.)

ALADDIN (Gabriel): I CAN SHOW YOU THE WORLD,

SHINING, SHIMMERING, SPLENDID.

TELL ME, PRINCESS, NOW WHEN DID YOU LAST LET YOUR HEART DECIDE?

Swiftly, Gabriel yanked a white daisy out of a clay pot as you flew past and handed it to you. You blushed and tucked it behind your ear.

ALADDIN (Gabriel): I CAN OPEN YOUR EYES,

TAKE YOU WONDER BY WONDER,

OVER, SIDEWAYS, AND UNDER,

ON A MAGIC CARPET RIDE.

A WHOLE NEW WORLD!

A NEW FANTASTIC POINT OF VIEW!

NO ONE TO TELL US NO,

OR WHERE TO GO,

OR SAY WE’RE ONLY DREAMING.

YOU: A WHOLE NEW WORLD!

A DAZZLING PLACE I NEVER KNEW!

BUT WHEN I’M WAY UP HERE,

IT’S CRYSTAL CLEAR,

THAT NOW I’M IN A WHOLE NEW WORLD WITH YOU.

ALADDIN (Gabriel): NOW I’M IN A WHOLE NEW WORLD WITH YOU!

You threw your arms out in front of you and took note of Gabriel holding your waist as you sang.

YOU: UNBELIEVABLE SIGHTS,

INDESCRIBABLE FEELING,

SOARING, TUMBLING, FREE WHEELING,

THROUGH AN ENDLESS DIAMOND SKY!

A WHOLE NEW WORLD!

Suddenly, the magic carpet began a steep drop in the direction of a shimmering river below, and your heart dropped out of your chest. Quickly, your hands flew to cover your eyes, but Gabriel pulled them away and held them in his.

ALADDIN (Gabriel): DON’T YOU DARE CLOSE YOUR EYES!

YOU: A HUNDRED THOUSAND THINGS TO SEE,

ALADDIN (Gabriel): HOLD YOUR BREATH, IT JUST GETS BETTER!

The two of you flew back up again and weaved through the Pyramids, wooshing by the Sphinx and waving at the man carving the nose. He waved back, before realizing you had literally flown by, slamming his hammer down on the nose and causing it to fall off. You giggled in astonishment and heard Gabriel chuckle beside you.

YOU: I’M LIKE A SHOOTING STAR,

I’VE COME SO FAR,

I CAN’T GO BACK TO WHERE I USED TO BE.

ALADDIN (Gabriel): A WHOLE NEW WORLD!

YOU: EVERY TURN A SURPRISE!

ALADDIN (Gabriel): WITH NEW HORIZONS TO PURSUE!

YOU: EVERY MOMENT GETS BETTER!

TOGETHER: I’LL CHASE THEM ANYWHERE,

THERE’S TIME TO SPARE,

LET ME SHARE THIS WHOLE NEW WORLD WITH YOU.

You couldn’t believe your eyes. You shot past a group of wild horses, the Colussium, and slowed down in an apple orchard where Gabriel plucked a fresh apple off one of the trees and tossed it to you. Before you could take a bite, he turned your face and sang to you.

ALADDIN (Gabriel): A WHOLE NEW WORLD!

YOU: A WHOLE NEW WORLD!

ALADDIN: (Gabriel): THAT’S WHERE WE’LL BE!

YOU: THAT’S WHERE WE’LL BE!

Gabriel touched his nose to yours.

ALADDIN (Gabriel): A THRILLING CHASE!

YOU: A WONDEROUS PLACE!

TOGETHER: FOR YOU AND ME.

Again, he grabbed your hand, this time lacing his fingers with yours. The carpet carefully landed on the water below, and floated down the river as fireworks began to shoot off into the sky.

You had never been so agonizingly close to kissing someone in your life. His lips almost connected with yours-

And he pulled away.

“I think maybe it’s time to head back to the palace.” He said gently to you, reluctantly releasing you hand from his. You were taken aback.

“Oh. Alright. If- if you say so.” Quickly, the carpet flew you back to your balcony, and Gabriel helped you off before jumping down himself. An awkward pause followed.

“That was amazing, Gabriel, I have never seen anything more beautiful in my life. Thank you.”

He smiled. “Anything for you, sugar.” Slowly, he leaned in, pressing his lips to your cheek again, but this time it was longer, and for a moment, he just looked at you before snapping his fingers.

Your vision went black.………………………………...................................................................................

Water splashed over you as your canoe floated down the river, coming to a stop at the bank of a village. YOUR village, if you had to guess. As you got out of the canoe, Kiko, your raccoon, climbed up your body and jumped into your arms happily.

“Pocahontas!”

You looked up at the sound. It was “your” best friend, Nakoma, and she looked pretty panicked.

“Pocahontas! She panted when she finally reached you. “What are you still doing here? Go! You must meet with John Smith before your father notices you’re gone. I can only cover for you for so long.” Nakoma gives you a quick hug, the turns on her heel and ran back to the village, throwing a breathless “Hurry!” over her shoulder before disappearing again.

Shrugging, you made your way into the forest. Naturally, you didn’t know your way around, but you figured you would find Gabriel eventually. It only ended up taking you roughly ten minutes before you found him, facing the giant  tree, Grandma Willow. From the back, he looked exactly like John Smith, but as soon as he turned around, you could instinctively tell it was him.

“You know,” you started casually as you walked up to him. “if we ever have to go incognito on a case after all this is over, I would recommend using this character as your disguise. I could barely tell you apart.”

Gabriel scoffed. “Please. I’m much better looking than Mister chisled jaw huntsman.”

“Whatever you say, but if it means anything to you, I actually find John Smith pretty attractive.”

He raised in eyebrows. “Do you? Really?’

You nodded.

“Huh…well, maybe I look more like him than I’m remembering. Haven’t watched the movie in a long time, you know.”

“Well if that’s the case, Mister chisled jaw huntsman, you probably don’t realize you dropped us at the beginning of what may be the most significant song in this entire movie.”

“That much I do remember.” Gabriel said with a smirk. “And for future reference, just know that there will be at least one song in every one of these scenes.”

You groaned, but didn’t protest. “Though I must admit, this is one of my favorite ‘scenes’ you’ve dropped us in so far. I love Pocahontas.”

“I’m not surprised, what with being a hunter and all, not really living a settled life; you and the Indians have a lot in common; you’re practically the same.”

He hadn’t realized how rude it sounded until he said it, and ducked his head in embarrassment.

“What you mean is,” you began, tilting his chin so his eyes met yours. “Not like you.”

(a/n: Do I even have to que music anymore? It’s effort. Anywho, here’s your song. Gosh, it beauteous. And again, we have Gabe being taught a lesson. That’s, like, three or four so far in one story. I’m on a roll ;)https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TkV-of_eN2w )

YOU: YOU THINK I’M AN IGNORANT SAVAGE,

AND YOU’VE BEEN SO MANY PLACES,

I GUESS IT MUST BE SO.

BUT STILL, I CANNOT SEE,

IF THE SAVAGE ONE IS ME.

HOW CAN THERE BE SO MUCH THAT YOU DON’T KNOW?

YOU DON’T KNOW.

The leaves swirled around you as you walked over to a small cliff overlooking the river. Gabriel followed after you.

YOU: YOU THINK YOU OWN WHATEVER LAND YOU LAND ON.

THE EARTH IS JUST A DEAD THING YOU CAN CLAIM.

You could almost laugh at the irony of this. So many angels treated the world in such a way, even though their father was the one who created the planet and habitants.

YOU: BUT I KNOW EVERY ROCK AND TREE AND CREATURE,

HAS A LIFE, HAS A SPIRIT, HAS A NAME.

You glanced up at bear just above you on another small cliff. Terrified, Gabriel pulled out his gun and aimed it at the creature. Gently, you pushed it away.

YOU: YOU THINK THE ONLY PEOPLE WHO ARE PEOPLE,

ARE THE PEOPLE WHO LOOK AND THINK LIKE YOU.

BUT IF YOU WALK THE FOOTSTEPS OF A STRANGER,

YOU’LL LEARN THINGS YOU NEVER KNEW YOU NEVER KNEW.

HAVE YOU EVER HEARD THE WOLF CRY TO THE BLUE CORN MOON?

OR ASKED THE GRINNING BOBCAT WHY HE GRINS?

CAN YOU SING WITH ALL THE VOICES OF THE MOUNTAIN?

CAN YOU PAINT WITH ALL THE COLORS OF THE WIND?

CAN YOU PAINT WITH ALL THE COLORS OF THE WIND?

Quickly, you grabbed Gabriel’s hand and brought him to the edge of a waterfall. Without a second glance you leaped, taking him with you, and the two of you landed in the water below with a splash. You swam to the edge of the river and ran with him to a field of giant sunflowers.

YOU: COME RUN THE HIDDEN PINE TRAILS OF THE FOREST,

COME TASTE THE SUN SWEET BERRIES OF THE EARTH.

You jumped on top of Gabe, log rolling the two of you down a small hill.

YOU: COME ROLL IN ALL THE RICHES ALL AROUND YOU.

You landed on top of him with a thud, and grinned.

YOU: AND FOR ONCE, NEVER WONDER WHAT THEY’RE WORTH.

You yanked him back into the water, adrenaline pumping, and began to swim.

YOU: THE RAINSTORM AND THE RIVER ARE MY BROTHERS,

THE HERRING AND THE OTTER ARE MY FRIENDS.

Landing with a thud on the ground, Gabriel collapsed next you, panting.

YOU: AND WE ARE ALL CONNECTED TO EACH OTHER.

IN A CIRCLE, IN A HOOP THAT NEVER ENDS.

Two Eagles landed next to you, and you sat up smiling. They flew back up to the top of a tall sycamore tree.

YOU: HOW HIGH DOES THE SYCAMORE GROW?

IF YOU CUT IT DOWN, THEN YOU’LL NEVER KNOW.

Slowly, you walked to the edge of the biggest cliff in miles, overlooking acres of trees. Gabe trailed behind you in awe.

YOU: AND YOU’LL NEVER HEAR THE WOLF CRY TO THE BLUE CORN MOON.

You grabbed his hand again.

YOU: FOR WHETHER WE ARE WHITE OR COPPER SKINNED.

WE NEED TO SING WITH ALL THE VOICES OF THE MOUNTAIN,

NEED TO PAINT WITH ALL THE COLORS OF THE WIND.

You knelt down, scooping up a handful of earth a placing it in Gabriel’s hands.

YOU: YOU CAN OWN THE EARTH AND STILL,

ALL YOU’LL OWN IS EARTH UNTIL,

YOU CAN PAINT WITH ALL THE COLORS OF THE WIND.

As you finished the song, you pressed your body to his, placing your head in the crook of his neck while he wrapped his arms around you. You felt so connected to him, physically, mentally, spiritually, you knew that now was the time. Now was the time to tell him how you felt.

“Gabriel,” you started softly. “I-”

“Pocahontas?”

You stiffened as Kokoum stepped out of the shadows.

“Pocahontas? What are you doing here with this man? He will kill you! It’s not safe!”

Gabriel stood in front of you protectively, aiming his gun at the man’s chest.

“No!” You screamed, grabbing the gun from him. Movie or not, you refused to watch Gabriel kill someone. “Gabe, let’s just leave. Please.”

He nodded almost mechanically, and snapped his fingers.………………………………...................................................................................

[gabrielxreader]

Request: Can you do one where it’s based on the episode changing channels (where he puts sam and dean in t.v shows) and he puts the reader in a disney movie (like cinderella) and he would be the prince because he likes her? Please Author: Abbi Warnings: Absolutely none, unless you hate Disney, or fluffiness, or singing. If t hat’s the case, I would definitely recommend not reading this. It’s also a bit cheesy but I REGRET NOTHING.

Authors Note: I LOVE THIS REQUEST SO MUCH I HAD TO DO IT. I absolutely love writing this one, its fab. And, as I said before, I have the week off and hella time on my hands, so I elaborated on the request a teensy weensy bit by doing  pieces FROM ALL THE DISNEY PRINCESS MOVIES!! I saved the Cinderella bit for last though, because she’s my favorite and I love her and dbsguolabuerip. This just made me really happy. I hope it makes you guys happy too! And for the record, if any of you are curious, here is the order in which the Disney princess movies come into play:

-Frozen

-Mulan

-Princess and the Frog

-Hercules (yes, I do in fact count Hercules, and for a good reason)

-Aladdin

-Pocahontas

-Tangled

-Snow White and the Seven Dwarves

-Beauty and the Beast

-The Little Mermaid

-Sleeping Beauty

Cinderella

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“Hiya, (y/n), long time no see!”

You stiffened at the teasing voice you had come to know so well. “Go away, Gabriel, I’m not in the mood for your games today.”

“Aw, come on, sugar. I know how bored you’ve been. I just thought we could have a little fun.”

Hesitant, you turned, suspiciously meeting his whiskey eyes. “What kind of fun?”

The smirk he gave you was enough to make you immediately regret your question. “I’m so glad you asked.”

And then, everything went black. ………………………………................................................................................................ “Princess Anna? Princess Anna, it‘s time to wake up! You must get ready for the coronation!”

You wake up, dazed, confused, and temporarily blinded by the mass amount of ginger hair currently tangled and covering your face. Pushing it back, you blinked. “W-What?”

At your response, the doors were pushed open to reveal two maids. “It is the day of your sister’s coronation, Anna, you have to get up!” You clumsily tumbled out of the extravagant bed and looked around the room, eyes locking on a mirror. You screamed.

“That is NOT me!”

And right you were. Instead of seeing your usual (h/l) (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes, you were greeted by a mop of orange locks and bright turquoise orbs. You screamed again, and one of the chamber maids rushed to your side.

“Of course it’s you, Princess Anna, who else could it possibly be?”

Princess Anna. The pieces finally fell together.

That bastard had trapped you in Frozen.

“GABRIELLLLL!” You hollered, terrifying the two women. But before they could respond to your outburst, the scene changed and you were sitting on a balcony next to man with well styled brown hair and green eyes. He grabbed your hand.

“Anna, is everything alright?”

‘No! Everything is NOT alright! It is the OPPOSITE of alright!’ You wanted to snap, but the words never came out. Instead, you heard music pick up and you asked the man, “Okay, can I just say something crazy?”

He grinned. “I love crazy.”

And from there, you had no control.

(a/n: for enhanced viewing pleasure, please go to the link pasted here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j6nnoWgbdvg and feel free to sing along!)

You: ALL MY LIFE HAS BEEN A SERIES OF DOORS IN MY FACE, AND THEN SUDDENLY I BUMP INTO YOU.

Hans: I was thinking the same thing, ‘cause like, I’VE BEEN SEARCHING MY WHOLE LIFE TO FIND MY OWN PLACE, AND MAYBE IT’S THE PARTY TALKING, OR THE CHOCOLATE FONDUE,

You wanted to stop, you begged yourself to stop this god damn singing, until you remembered Gabriel’s number one rule in these situations:

Play your roles.

So you did.

You: BUT WITH YOU-

Hans: BUT WITH YOU, I FOUND MY PLACE-

You: I SEE YOUR FACE.

Together: AND IT’S NOTHING LIKE I’VE EVER KNOWN BEFORE:

LOVE IS AND OPEN DOOR!

LOVE IS AN OPEN DOOR!

LOVE IS AN OPEN DOOR

You: WITH YOU-

Hans: WITH YOU-

You: WITH YOU-

Hans: WITH YOU-

Together: LOVE IS AN OPEN DOOR.

As the song went on, you began to enjoy yourself more and more. I mean, Hell, there was no getting out of it, you might as well make the best of it.

Hans: I MEAN IT’S CRAZY

You: WHAT?

Hans: WE FINISH EACH OTHER’S-

You: SANDWICHES!

Hans: That’s what I was gonna say!

You: I’VE NEVER MET SOMEONE-

Both: WHO THINKS SO MUCH LIKE ME.JINX!JINX AGAIN!OUR MENTAL

SYNCHRONIZATION, CAN HAVE BUT ONE EXPLANATION.

Hans: YOU-

You: AND I-

Hans: WERE-

You: JUST-

Together: MEANT TO BE.

You: SAY GOODBYE,

Hans: SAY GOODBYE,

Together: TO THE PAIN OF THE PAST.

WE DON’T HAVE TO FEEL IT ANYMORE.

LOVE IS AN OPEN DOOR!

LOVE IS AN OPEN DOOR!

LIFE CAN BE SO MUCH MORE,

You: WITH YOU!

Hans: WITH YOU!

You: WITH YOU!

Hans: WITH YOU!

Together: LOVE IS AN OPEN DOOR.

The music started to fade, and Hans got down on one knee. “Can I say something crazy? Will you marry me?’

You gasped. “Can I say something even crazier? Yes!”

And just as you said it, Hans began to change. His brown hair became shaggy and blonde, and his eyes became an all too familiar golden brown. You gasped again, but with different reason. “Gabriel! God Damn it!”

He winked, and everything shifted.

You were now out in what looked and felt like the tundra, pressing your coat firmly to your body and trailing after a man whose blonde hair was peeking out from under his cap. “So,” you began. “you’re Kristoff, right?”

He turned. “Guess again, sugar.”

Gabriel’s face gave you a sudden jolt of anger, and you punched him in the arm. “I should’ve known. Will you please tell me what the Hell is going on?”

“How should I know, I’ve only ever seen this movie once, and I didn’t really pay attention. Don’t you remember?”

“That’s not what I meant.” you hissed. “But, if you must know, I’m pretty sure this is the part where we go meet the troll people and ask them if they can help us because I’m dying.”

He snorted. “Troll people?”

You shoved him. “Yuck it up, jack ass, they’re YOU’RE family. Actually, if you think about it, I wouldn’t disagree with the concept of you being part troll. It would explain a lot.”

Sticking his tongue out at you in response, he dragged you farther along until you reached the Valley of the Living Rock.

“Alright. We made it.” you concluded, letting out a breath. Then you remembered something. “Oh, and by the way, there’s one more thing you should probably know about this scene-”

“What?”

“…nothing. Never mind. You’ll see.” You suppressed a giggle at the thought of his humiliation, and trudged forward.

It didn’t take long before you found the trolls, and just like in the movie, they only had one thing on their mind: getting you and “Kristoff” together.

(a/n: for maximum enjoyment, go to the link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IHUvALTEDJQ also, I can’t be the only one who thinks this song is PERFECT for Gabriel, right?)

“So, what’s the issue dear?” the head female troll asked you, patting your hand. “Why are you holding back from such a man?”

“Yeah, that’s a good question.” Gabriel piped up, but you shushed him as the music started.

TROLL: IS IT THE CLUMPY WAY HE WALKS?

“Hey!” Gabriel exclaimed. “I happen to be very lithe, thank you very much.” 

They ignored him.

TROLL: OR THE GRUMPY WAY HE TALKS?

Gabriel: I’m not grumpy!

TROLL: OR THE PEAR-SHAPED, SQUARE-SHAPED, WEIRDNESS OF HIS FEET?

Gabriel: My feet are perfectly normal!

TROLL: AND THOUGH WE KNOW HE WASHES WELL, HE ALWAYS ENDS UP SORT OF SMELLY-

Gabriel sniffed his armpit at this and you bit back a smile.

TROLLS: BUT YOU’LL NEVER MEET A FELLA WHO’S AS SENSITIVE AND SWEET.

You scoffed as Gabriel wagged his eyebrows at you.

TROLLS: SO HE’S A BIT OF A FIXER UPPER,

SO HE’S GOT A FEW FLAWS.

TROLL: LIKE HIS PECULIAR BRAIN, DEAR,

TROLL: HIS THING WITH THE REINDEER,

TROLLS: THAT’S A LITTLE OUTSIDE OF NATURE’S LAWS.

Gabriel looked around. “What reindeer?”

TROLLS: SO HE’S A BIT OF A FIXER UPPER,

BUT THIS WE’RE CERTAIN OF.

YOU CAN FIX THIS FIXER UPPER UP WITH A LITTLE BIT OF LOVE.

The trolls shoved you towards Gabe, and he shifted awkwardly. “Can we please stop talking about this?” he begged. “Don’t we, uh, have a real, actual problem here?”

“I’ll say!” The female troll pulled you away. “So tell me, dear-”

TROLL: IS IT THE WAY THAT HE RUNS SCARED?

Gabriel: Are you calling me a coward or something?

TROLL: OR THAT HE’S SOCIALLY IMPAIRED?

TROLL: OR THAT HE ONLY LIKES TO TINKLE IN THE WOODS?

Gabriel: I have never done that in my entire life!

TROLL: ARE YOU HOLDING BACK YOUR FONDNESS DUE TO HIS UNMANLY BLONDNESS?

Gabriel ran a hand through his hair self-consciously.

TROLLS: OR THE WAY HE COVERS UP THAT HE’S THE HONEST GOODS?

The trolls yanked down his pants at this part and you guffawed. You didn’t remember that being in the movie. Gabriel blushed bright red and struggled to pull his pants back up.

TROLLS: HE’S JUST A BIT OF A FIXER UPPER.

HE’S GOT A COUPLE OF BUGS.

Gabriel: No I don’t!

TROLLS: HIS ISOLATION IS CONFIRMATION OF HIS DESPARATION FOR HEALING HUGS!

They pushed you forward and you stumbled into Gabriel’s arms. You felt your cheeks warm up.

TROLLS: SO HE’S A BIT OF A FIXER UPPER,

BUT WE KNOW WHAT TO DO.

THE WAY TO FIX UP THIS FIXER UPPER IS TO FIX HIM UP WITH YOU!

“ENOUGH!” Gabriel shouted. “She’s…engaged to someone else.” He suddenly remembered Hans’ earlier proposal. “Okay?”

They blinked.

TROLL: SO SHE’S A BIT OF A FIXER UPPER,

TROLL: THAT’S A MINOR THING.

TROLL: HER QUOTE “ENGAGEMENT” IS A FLEX ARRANGEMENT.

TROLL: AND BY THE WAY, I DON’T SEE NO RING.

TROLLS: SO SHE’S A BIT OF A FIXER UPPER,

HER BRAIN’S A BIT BETWIXT.

GET THE FIANCE OUT OF THE WAY,

AND THE WHOLE THING WILL BE FIXED!

You felt something tug on your dress and you looked down. It was the female troll again. She grabbed your hands.

TROLL: WE’RE NOT SAYING YOU CAN CHANGE HIM,

‘CAUSE PEOPLE DON’T REALLY CHANGE.

WE’RE ONLY SAYING THAT LOVE’S A FORCE THAT’S POWERFUL AND STRANGE.

You shyly glanced over at Gabe, who was already looking at you. Was he trying to tell you something?

TROLL: PEOPLE MAKE BAD CHOICES WHEN THEIR MAD OR SCARED OR STRESSED,

You thought about all the trouble Gabriel had put you and the Winchester’s through and felt a pang of guilt. Maybe that was his way of dealing with what was going on with his family.

“I just want it to be over!”

TROLL: BUT THROW A LITTLE LOVE THEIR WAY, 

AND YOU’LL BRING OUT THEIR BEST.

TRUE LOVE BRINGS OUT THE BEST.

EVERYONE’S A BIT OF A FIXER UPPER,THAT’S WHAT IT’S ALL ABOUT.

FATHER, SISTER, BROTHER,

WE NEED EACH OTHER

TO RAISE US UP AND ROUND US OUT.

EVERYONE’S A BIT OF A FIXER UPPER,BUT WHEN PUSH COMES TO SHOVE-

Again, you were rammed into Gabriel’s chest. This time, he wrapped his arms around you to help regain your stability. Olaf jumped forward, and you appreciated the distraction.

OLAF: THE ONLY FIXER UPPER FIXER WHO CAN FIX A FIXER UPPER IS-

TROLLS: TRUE, TRUE, TRUE, TRUE, TRUE, LOVE, TRUE LOVE. LOVE, LOVE, LOVE, LOVE, LOVE. LOVE, TRUE LOVE. TRUE-

As they sang, a makeshift veil was placed on your head, and you were put in front of an altar opposite Gabriel.

“Do you Anna, take Kristoff to be your troll fully wedded-”

You cut the troll off. “Wait, what?”

He made a face. “You’re getting married.”

TROLLS: LOVE!

And with one last push, you tumbled over, on top of Gabriel. Immediately, you tried to help him back up. Once standing, you brushed some snow off his shoulders.

“S-sorry.”

Gabriel rolled his eyes and gave an exasperated huff. “I think it’s about time for a change of movie, don’t you?”

Your eyes widened in horror. “Gabriel, don’t you dare-”

But it was too late.………………………………...................................................................................

When a sense of consciousness returned to you, you saw that you were marching across a bunch of hills in…Asia, maybe? You checked out your apparel, which matched that of all the other soldiers

‘This must be Mulan’ You thought to yourself, and a gentle slap was placed on your butt. You spun around to meet the face of Gabriel, but before you could chew him out, his face morphed into Ling‘s, who you remembered as one of Mulan’s warrior buddies.

After what felt like centuries of walking, you heard music start to play and sighed.

Here we go again.

(a/n: I don’t know if you guys have gotten the hint, but there’ll be lots and lots of singing in this. So, sorry if you’re all a bunch of Flynn Rider’s. ANYWHO, here’s your link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HiqmZLOaD8o annnnnd you’re welcome!)

SOLDIERS: FOR A LONG TIME WE’VE BEEN MARCHING OFF TO BATTLE.

YAO: IN OUR THUNDERING HERD, WE FEEL A LOT LIKE CATTLE.

SOLDIERS: LIKE THE POUNDING BEAT, OUR ACHING FEET AREN’T EASY TO IGNORE-

LING (Gabriel): HEY! THINK OF INSTEAD, A GIRL WORTH FIGHTING FOR.

You looked at Gabriel. “Huh?” He wrapped his arm around your shoulders.

LING (Gabriel): THAT’S WHAT I SAID, A GIRL WORTH FIGHTING FOR.

I WANT HER PALER THAN THE MOON,

WITH EYES THAT SHINE LIKE STARS.

He gave you a quick look before Yao continued.

YAO: MY GIRL WILL MARVEL AT MY STRENGTH, ADORE MY BATTLE SCARS.

CHIEN PO: I COULDN’T CARE LESS WHAT SHE’LL WEAR OR WHAT SHE LOOKS LIKE.

IT ALL DEPENDS ON WHAT SHE COOKS LIKE.

BEEF, PORK, CHICKEN, MMM.

The lot of you marched for a little longer before Yao nudged you in the ribs.

YAO: BET THE LOCAL GIRLS THOUGHT YOU WERE QUITE THE CHARMER.

Gabriel smirked and raised an eyebrow at you.

LING (Gabriel): AND I’LL BET THE LADIES LOVE A MAN IN ARMOR.

You rolled your eyes.

SOLDIERS: YOU CAN GUESS WHAT WE HAVE MISSED THE MOST SINCE WE WENT OFF TO WAR.

LING (Gabriel): WHAT DO WE WANT?

SOLDIERS: A GIRL WORTH FIGHTING FOR!

Yao, Chien Po, and Gabriel all gathered around you.

YAO: MY GIRL WILL THINK I HAVE NO FAULTS,

CHIEN PO: AND I’M A MAJOR FIND.

They looked at you expectantly, and you cleared your throat.

YOU: UH…HOW ‘BOUT A GIRL WHO’S GOT A BRAIN?WHO ALWAYS SPEAKS HER MIND?

The men made a face.

YAO AND CHIEN PO: NAH!

As the two turned away, Gabriel made a grab for your waist and dipped you playfully.

LING (Gabriel): MY MANLY WAYS AND TURN OF PHRASE ARE SURE TO THRILL HER!

Yao scoffed.

YAO: HE THINKS HE’S SUCH A LADY KILLER.

You chuckled, and Gabriel let go of you, frowning at the blow to his ego. It only got funnier as Chi Fu joined in.

CHI FU: GOT A GIRL BACK HOME, WHO’S UNLIKE ANY OTHER.

Leaning in close to you, Yao muttered,

YAO: YEAH, THE ONLY GIRL WHO’D LOVE HIM IS HIS MOTHER.

Chi Fu made an offended face and turned away.

SOLDIERS: BUT WHEN WE COME HOME IN VICTORY, THEY’LL LINE UP AT THE DOOR.

Gabriel threw his arms around a couple soldiers.

LING (Gabriel): WHAT DO WE WANT?

SOLDIERS: A GIRL WORTH FIGHTING FOR!

Gabriel grabbed your hand.

LING (Gabriel): WISH THAT I HAD-

SOLDIERS; A GIRL WORTH FIGHTING FOR!

And there it was again, that strange feeling in the pit of your stomach. What was Gabriel trying to tell you? Your thoughts were cut off by the boy’s whistling.

EVERYONE: A GIRL WORTH FIGHTING-

They all stopped abruptly, the music coming to an sudden halt, as you faced the massacred village. You couldn’t help but feel sad until you felt a breath in your ear.

“Whoa. This got way too real way too quickly. We’re outta here, sugar.” There was a soft pop as you and Gabriel disappeared into the next movie.………………………………...................................................................................

You sniffed the air. Hm, this is strange. Everything smells different. And looks different, too. Why were you suddenly so short? You hadn’t been this short since you were little. You looked down at your feet, and screamed for the hundredth time that day.

You weren’t even human anymore.

You were a frog.

Glancing over your body, scaly skin and all, you shuddered. On the bright side, you knew what movie you were in, and if you were lucky, you already knew who your Prince Naveen was…

“Wait, wait, wait. I‘m a frog too!?”

You turned to face Gabriel, who was in no better condition, and giggled. “Duh. Haven‘t you ever seen this movie?”

“Well, no…but I thought I had the gist of it.”

“Guess not, smart ass.”

You couldn’t help but wonder for a minute what part of the movie you were in when Gabriel’s frustrated voice pulled you back into reality. “This isn‘t what I imagined happening. We need to change back.”

“I would say that‘s more of a want rather than a need, wouldn‘t you?”

The new voice came from the other side of the room, and you recognized it as Mama Odie. You frowned. Of course, another singing scene. Did Gabriel have some secret desire to start doing musical theatre or something?

Gabriel squinted his eyes in confusion, looking over at the old African-American woman. “But…what we want and what we need are basically the same thing, aren‘t they?” She whacked him over the head with her walking stick.

“It‘s the same thing!?” she exclaimed incredulously. “No!” She stomped away from us, then grinned and gave a small chuckle. Music began to play. “You listen to your Mama, now,”

(a/n: Hi again! More singing! Aren‘t you excited? I sure am. Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WUUAkax8oDA this song also is pretty good for Gabe. Mayhaps he‘s learning more of a lesson than you are, my dear reader. We‘ll be sure to find out! Moving on!)

MAMA ODIE: DON’T MATTER WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE,

DON’T MATTER WHAT YOU WEAR,

HOW MANY RINGS YOU GOT ON YOUR FINGERS,

WE DON’T CARE!

DON’T MATTER WHERE YOU COME FROM,

DON’T EVEN MATTER WHAT YOU ARE,

A DOG, A PIG, A COW, A GOAT,

HAD ‘EM ALL IN HERE!

AND THEY ALL KNEW WHAT THEY WANTED,

WHAT THEY WANTED ME TO DO,

I TOLD THEM WHAT THEY NEEDED

JUST LIKE I BE TELLING YOU!

YOU GOTTA DIG A LITTLE DEEPER,

FIND OUT WHO YOU ARE.

YOU GOTTA DIG A LITTLE DEEPER,

IT REALLY AIN’T THAT FAR!

Mama Odie pulled out a clam and opened it, revealing a beautiful pearl, and held it out to you.

MAMA ODIE: WHEN YOU FIND OUT WHO YOU ARE,

YOU’LL FIND OUT WHAT YOU NEED.

As you looked at your reflection, Gabriel admired you, and when you finally turned to him, he quickly looked in a different direction, embarrassed.

MAMA ODIE: BLUE SKIES AND SUNSHINE GUARENTEED.

YOU GOTTA DIG,

YOU GOTTA DIG.

Mama Odie fixed her gaze on Gabriel, who was dancing around to the catchy beat.

MAMA ODIE: PRINCE FROGGIE IS A RICH BOY,

Gabriel: I guess you could say that.

MAMA ODIE: YOU WANNA BE RICH AGAIN.

THAT AIN’T GONNA MAKE YOU HAPPY NOW,

DID IT MAKE YOU HAPPY THEN?

He rubbed the back of his neck. “Well…”

MAMA  ODIE: NO!

MONEY AIN’T GOT NO SOUL,

MONEY AIN’T GOT NO HEART,

ALL YOU NEED IS SOME SELF-CONTROL,

MAKE YOURSELF A BRAND NEW START!

YOU GOTTA DIG A LITTLE DEEPER,

DON’T HAVE FAR TO GO.

YOU GOTTA DIG A LITTLE DEEPER,

TELL THE PEOPLE MAMA TOLD YOU SO!

CAN’T TELL YOU WHAT YOU’LL FIND,

She gestured over to you, shimmying and hopping around, and Gabriel stopped.

MAMA ODIE: MAYBE LOVE WILL GRANT YOU PEACE OF MIND.

The longer he watched you, the bigger Gabriel’s smile grew.

MAMA ODIE: DIG A LITTLE DEEPER AND YOU’LL KNOW.

Mama Odie walked up to you. “Miss Froggy?” You jumped and turned to face her.

“Ma‘am?”

She extended her palm to you. “Might I have a word?”

“Yes ma‘am.” you said as you hopped into her palm. She chuckled.

“You‘s a hard one, that‘s what I heard.”

If you could blush, you would’ve.

MAMA ODIE: YOUR DADDY WAS A LOVING MAN,

FAMILY THROUGH AND THROUGH.

YOU YOUR DADDY’S DAUGHTER.

WHAT HE HAD IN HIM YOU GOT IN YOU.

To your surprise, her words rang very true for you. Unlike Sam and Dean, you had a close connection with your father, and he meant everything to you. You probably never would have gone into hunting if he hadn’t been murdered by a demon after you graduated college. You were his spitting image; not just physically, but mentally and emotionally too. He’s most likely the reason you never settled down with any guy.

MAMA ODIE: YOU GOTTA DIG A LITTLE DEEPER,

FOR YOU, IT’S GONNA BE TOUGH.

YOU GOTTA DIG A LITTLE DEEPER,

YOU AIN’T DUG NEAR FAR ENOUGH.

DIG DOWN DEEP INSIDE YOURSELF,

YOU’LL FIND OUT WHAT YOU NEED.

BLUE SKIES AND SUNSHINE GUARENTEED!

With that, she carried you up to the roof of her hut. “Open up the windows!” she shouted to the animals. “Let the light in, children!”

EVERYONE: BLUE SKIES AND SUNSHINE,

BLUE SKIES AND SUNSHINE,

As they all sang, the colors swirled around and they light shone in your eyes and you felt the happiness inside you bubble up until you help but sing.

YOU: BLUE SKIES AND SUNSHINE!

MAMA ODIE: GUARENTEED!

The song finished with a flourish and you felt something almost magnetic pull you towards Gabriel, who had been watching and smiling from ear to ear.

“I think we‘ve just about made our impact here.”

“But I don‘t wanna leave yet!”

“I‘m sorry, sugar,” he started almost apologetically, “but we got lots more to do.”

With that, you were gone.

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[gabrielxreader]

I Lost You

Request: Could you do a one shot where the reader has been hunting with the Winchesters her whole life and Gabriel and the reader were in love and ready to get married before he “died”. When he comes back he’s ready to pick up where they left off but she’s marrying Sam? The reader doesn’t know what to do because now both Sam and Gabe love her? You can have an ending of your choice :)

Author: Abbi (you can follow my personal: trickster-in-the-tardis for more Supernatural loveliness)

Warnings: None, really, besides that it’s a bit sad/fluffy

Authors Note: This is my first story as a writer on this blog! Hope you guys like it, feedback is appreciated. Also, since I have the week off from school and plenty of time on my hands, I decided to make this a “Choose Your Own Adventure” kinda thing, so you can pick to stay with Sam, or go back to Gabe, or read both if it strikes your fancy! Enjoy :)

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“Gabriel, okay? They call me Gabriel.”

As the boys heatedly argued with the archangel they had finally managed to trap, you couldn’t help but stare at him intently. Not necessarily out of attraction, but rather… curiosity. He was different from any angel you’d ever encountered. He sure as Hell wasn’t a thing like Cas. He acted so…human.

You were snapped out of your reverie when Gabriel’s whiskey-colored eyes met yours. He smirked and jerked his chin in your direction.

“And when you two finally accept your roles as Michael and Lucifer’s meat suits, I’ll gladly take care of your partner here for you.”

“Touch her and I’ll take you down myself.” Sam growled, taking a protective stand in front of you. You rolled your eyes and pushed him out of the way so Gabriel was back in your line of vision.

“Come on, guys, we got the all the information we’re gonna get out of him. Let’s just go.”

Dean sighed. “Okay, fine. We’re outta here. Come on, Sam.” The two brothers began to walk out of the room, you behind them, when you heard the Trickster’s panicked voice.

“Uh…okay. Hey, guys? So- so what? Huh? You’re just gonna- you’re gonna leave me here forever?”

“No. We’re not.” You began before Sam or Dean could answer. “Because we don’t screw with people the way you do. And for the record? This isn’t about some prize fight between your brothers, or some destiny that can’t be stopped. This is about you being too afraid to stand up to your family.” With that, you pulled the extinguisher lever, putting out the holy fire, and sent him a pointed glare.

“Don’t say I never did anything for you.”

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“And just what the hell do you think you’re doing here?”

“What? Can’t an archangel come visit his favorite hunters?”

“Not after our last encounter with you. Now, what do you want?”

Gabriel sighed and ran a hand through his shaggy golden hair. “I came to see (y/n), alright?”

“(y/n)?” Sam spoke up, rising from his chair to take a stand next to Dean. “No way. Not happening.”

“Shut up for a sec, Sammy.” Dean muttered out of the side of his mouth, his eyes never leaving Gabriel. “Why?”

“I want to talk to her.”

“And what if we don’t let you?”

“I’m a big girl, Sam, I can make my own decisions.” The three men jumped and turned to face you as you made your way into the library. You put your hands on your hips and cocked an eyebrow at Gabriel. “What?”

He put a hand to his heart dramatically. “Ouch, that’s a harsh way to greet someone, cupcake. I just wanted to talk.”

“Fine, then. Let’s talk.”

“Gladly.” With a wide grin, he snapped his fingers, and everything around you changed. You had to blink a few times before your eyes adjusted to the new scenery and surveyed the colorful field of wildflowers.

“What the Hell?”

“I thought you might like being somewhere that wasn’t the bunker for awhile.” Gabriel piped up, pulling you down to sit next to him on a picnic blanket, which was laid out with sandwiches, fruit, potato salad, and iced tea. He snapped his fingers again and a bowl of candy appeared next to him, which he began to munch on happily. “So, what do you think, cupcake?”

You didn’t answer at first, but you had to admit that it was quite pleasant. “It’s…nice.”

“I thought so, too.” he agreed smugly, holding out a sandwich to you. You shook your head.

“Not until you tell me what’s going on.”

“Well, I wanted to say…sorry.”

“Pardon me?”

Gabriel shifted uncomfortably. “I’m sorry. For causing you and the mutton heads so much trouble. And trapping you in TV Land. And just being an overall ass.”

There was a long pause before you accepted his apology. “Well, thank you, Gabriel. I appreciate that. But why are you apologizing to me and not Dean or Sam?”

“Because they aren’t as pretty as you.”

Giving him the best bitchface you could muster, he continued on.

“Also…I don’t like them the way I like you.”

“I’m afraid I don’t understand.”

“Well, I’m pretty sure it’s what you humans call a ‘crush’. You’ve been on my mind since you stood up to me the last time we saw each other. No one has ever done that. It intrigued me. It also helps that you’re pretty dang smokin’.”

“So, are you telling me that the apology thing was just a cover up and this is actually our first date?”

“No, the apology was sincere, believe it or not.”

“But is this our first date?”

“Depends. How’s it going?”

“I dare say I’m enjoying myself.”

“Then yes. This is definitely a date. And, as long as I’m on a roll, do you think you’d like to go on another date with me?”

You smile at him and scooped a handful of candy out of his bowl. “I think I would like that.”

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“A blindfold, Gabe?” You smirked at your longtime boyfriend. “I didn’t know you were kinky like that.”

“Oh, shut your cakehole, (y/n).” the Archangel chuckled as he covered your eyes with the black fabric. “I just don’t wanna ruin the surprise.”

You gasped in mock gratitude, placing a hand on your forehead. “As surprise? Just for me? Whatever could be the occasion?” You felt him kiss your cheek.

“Well, I just thought our two-year anniversary called for something special.”

“Oh, right, that’s what today is. Must’ve forgot.” You teased. He placed a gentle slap on your butt and wrapped an arm around your waist, zapping you out of the bunker.

You paused, waiting for Gabriel to remove the blindfold. When he didn’t, you yanked it off yourself, and noticed that you were standing in a field of wildflowers. The same field where he had brought you for your first impromptu date with him. “Déjà vu much?” you chuckled, glancing around for Gabriel. “Hello? Gabe?”

“Down here, cupcake.”

You looked down and gasped. Not at the beautifully set up picnic spread out, but at Gabriel, who was on one knee, rifling through his pocket.

“Oh. My. God.”

Gabriel looked up, finally finding the missing black box in his jacket. He pulled it out and opened it, revealing a beautiful diamond stone surrounded by small little jewels that matched the color of his whiskey eyes.

“Oh. My. God.”

“(y/n),” he began, fidgeting slightly. “I’m not that good with the super romantic, lovey-dovey stuff. But we’ve been dating for two years and I’m positive that it’s been the happiest two years of my life, and between you and me, I’ve been around for quite some time now.” he paused to wink. “So, anyway, what I’m trying to say is that I want to be there for you for the rest of your life. I love you. Like, a lot. Do you think you’d like to marry me?”

Through your tears, you beamed at him. “I think I would like that. I think I would like that a lot.”

He slid the ring on your finger, and gave a yelp of joy, spinning you around in a circle.

“You just wait and see.” Gabe assured you in between kisses. “I’m gonna make you the happiest girl in all of Heaven and Earth.”

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All those memories and many more came flashing back, like cruel taunts, as you lay over Gabriel’s body. You had just watched Lucifer stab him, but refused to believe it.

“He’s not dead.” You kept repeating to Sam and Dean when they tried to pry you off of him. “He’s not. His wings. We didn’t see his wings, that means he couldn’t have-”

But before you could finish this sentence, you watched his wings appear, out of thin air, then evaporate in to a cloud of shimmering gold dust.

“No. No. NO. NO, GABE. DON’T YOU DIE, GABE. YOU PROMISED ME. TO BE THERE FOR ME. FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE. PLEASE. Please. Please, don’t die, Gabe. Please.”

Sam was finally able to pull you away as you whimpered out the last part of your plea and you collapsed into his chest, unable to stop the sobs wracking your body.

“Gabe. My Gabe. My Gabe is dead.”

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You were again brought back to reality by a sharp knock at the door.

“Come in.” You called shakily, the flashback still fresh in your mind. There was a click and Dean strolled in, looking unusually clean in his new tuxedo.

“It’s time, (y/n)- hey, what’s wrong?”

You shook your head, swallowing back the tears. “Just nervous.”

“Don’t be. You look…well, you look beautiful. Sammy will think so too. Just think about Sam. You guys are starting a life together. He loves you a lot, you know.”

“I know. I love him too.” You smoothed down the front of your pristine white dress as you thought about it. Sam. Sam Winchester. You and Sam Winchester. You’re still not really sure how that happened. After Gabriel died, you had fallen into a deep hole that you couldn't dig yourself out of. You didn't eat, you couldn't sleep without having the same nightmares over and over again. But there was Sam. He stayed by you and helped you through all of it, making you feel safer than you had felt in a long while. It was only a matter of time before things had started to develop romantically. So, when he asked you to marry him, you weren't surprised, though it took you awhile to say yes. But you did. And here you are now, in your perfect dress ready to walk down the aisle to your perfect husband. Sam. Sam Winchester.

Dean noticed the look in your eye and pulled you into a hug. “I know you miss him, (y/n). Sam knows too. But you can’t let that stop you from moving on.”

“I know.”

“And, hey, you aren't just getting a husband; you’re getting a brother. It’s like a two-for-one special.”

You couldn't contain your grin at that. “You’re right. I’m lucky. And I am happy.”

He held his arm out to you. “Well then, soon-to-be Mrs. Winchester, are you ready to walk down the aisle?”

“Totally. Just….give me a minute, okay?”

“Take your time. I’ll be out there waiting.” Dean pointed to the door, gave you one last hug, then let himself out. Once you were sure he was out of earshot, you dropped into a chair, and yanked at the chain around your neck, revealing Gabriel’s engagement ring. You stroked the jewels with your thumb.

"I really do wish you were here. Not that it would solve anything. In fact, it would only make things worse. I love Sam. I love Sam Winchester. Not like I loved- not like I love you, still, but I do. I really do."

Putting your head in your hands, you sighed.

"So it's true then?"

Your head snapped up at the sound of the all-too-familiar voice, and you couldn't believe your eyes. Gabriel, your Gabriel, was standing there, right in front of you, plain as day. And he didn't look happy.

"You're actually going to marry that super sized dumb ass?"

You just stared at him for minute before you spoke. "I-I-I don't know what's happening right now, but if this is some sort of hallucination, I won't be having any part of it." You started to get more and more frustrated as you spoke. "I'm not sure what kind of sick joke my mind is playing, but I know this isn't real. It can't be real. You're dead. I watched you die. I lost you."

"(y/n)..."

"And I know if I go to grab your hand that it'll pass right through. Like a mirage. Like this." You forcefully lunged for his hand, and immediately felt the warm skin of his hand make contact with yours. You choked on a breath of air.

"Oh my God."

Gabriel grasped your hand is his firmly, gently stroking your palm with his thumb. "It's me, cupcake."

"Oh my God. Gabriel. Gabe. You're alive. That's impossible."

"Nothing's impossible for the Trickster."

"Have you been alive this whole time?"

He fell silent, casting his eyes to the floor. You yanked your hand out of his,

"Answer me."

Silence.

"ANSWER ME."

Silence.

"GABRIEL-"

"YES, OKAY!?" He squeezed his eyes shut, then reopened them. "Yes. I've been alive this entire time. I never really died."

"And you just decided to let me believe you were dead. Do you even know what I went through?"

"Of course I know! I watched you, for a long time. You don't even understand how badly I wanted to be there. To hold you and tell you that everything was okay. But I had things I had to do, so as soon as I saw you starting to pick yourself back up again, I went on about my business. But just as I was about to come find you and pick things up where we left off, I find out, from Castiel no less, that you're getting hitched with one half of the circus attraction known as the Winchester brothers!"

You let the words ring in your ears for a second before you smacked him as hard as you could manage. "How dare you try and make me feel bad about this!" You started. "I thought you DIED, and I had no proof otherwise. All I did for months was think about you. Months! I didn't commit a crime, Gabriel. I moved on! And I'm not going to let you ruin my life a second time." With that, you hiked up your dress and stormed out, slamming the door behind you. You had almost flown past Dean in your rage, but he grabbed you around the waist.

"Whoa there, tiger. Take it easy. What's wrong?"

You took a cleansing breath before responding. "Nothing. Just the nerves getting me worked up." Quickly, you looped your arm through his and dragged him to the doors at the entrance of the church. "Let's get this show on the road."

It wasn't long before you heard the wedding march begin to play. "It's time. You ready?" you heard Dean mutter in your ear.

Shaking the last remaining thoughts of Gabriel out of your head, you nodded. "I've been ready."

With that, the doors were swung open, and you began your slow march down the aisle. You locked eyes with Sam, who was beaming, and kept reminding yourself that this was right.

"I love Sam. I love Sam Winchester. I love him, I love him, I love him." You mumbled to yourself, until finally you were at the altar and face to face with your future husband.

"Dearly Beloved," the priest began, "we are gathered here today..."

"You look really pretty." you heard Sam whisper, a blushing creeping onto his face. "More than pretty, really. You look...wow."

You giggled. "Thanks Sammy." But the laugh didn't reach your eyes.

"Is there anyone here today who can show cause as to why these two cannot be wed-"

"You're damn right there is."

Everyone in the church, including you, Sam , and Dean, turned to face the voice.

"GABRIEL!?" The brothers exclaimed together, taking in the sight of the angry archangel.

​"That's my name, don't wear it out." He hissed through gritted teeth. "Now, I believe that's my girl that you're about to marry."

"Aren't you supposed to be dead?" Sam asked harshly. "We watched you die."​

"But you're alive." Dean added.

​Gabriel rolled his eyes. "Very astute observations, chuckle heads, but I'm not here to reunite with you two. Step away from (y/n)."​

Sam moved and wrapped his arms around you. "Look, whether you're dead or alive, (y/n) isn't yours. You lost her. You deserted her. I was the one who took care of her and cleaned up the mess you made. It's obvious who really loves her. So get out."

​"Don't you dare say I don't love her. I love her. She was going to marry ME."​

​"You left her!"​

​"It's not that simple!"​

​"Oh, no? Then why don't you-"​

"SHUT UP!!"

The two men fell silent, and every pair of eyes in the room landed on you.

"Both of you, just...shut the hell up." You ran your hand down your face in frustration. "This isn't easy for me, you know."

​In a few quick strides, Gabriel was at your side, grabbing your hands in his. "(y/n),"​ he pleaded, "You're the only person I ever truly loved. I let you in my heart, and if you leave now, there's going to be one big gaping hole that I don't think I could live with. I didn't do any of this to hurt you. I did it to protect you. But not once did I get through each day without thinking that my only real inspiration was coming back for you. I need you. I never stopped loving you. Please, at least think about it for a second." Gently, he reached up and pulled on your necklace, revealing his engagement ring. "Please."

​You stared at him for a minute before returning your eyes to Sam.​ He cleared his throat. I'm not sure how to follow that...but just know, (y/n), how much I love you. How I was there for you. I always have been."

​Tears swelled in your eyes. "Are you guys asking me to choose?"​

It took them a minute before they both nodded shamefully. You couldn't believe this. On the one hand, there was Sam, who was so devoted to you, and you truly did love him. He was so sweet and honest and friendly. But then there was Gabe, who could make you laugh and cry and would give his life for you and was rough around the edges but you knew how wonderful he really was...and you had never stopped loving him either.

​You took a deep breath. You had made your decision

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​IF YOU CHOOSE SAM:

"I'm so sorry, Gabriel," you started, and swallowed down the pain you felt as you watched his face fall. "You hurt me too much for me to just let you back in again. When I finally started to get past the pain of losing you, I shut you out of my heart. I just don't think it can work. What if something were to happen again? I wouldn't be able to handle it. I need Sam more than anything." You slowly took off your necklace, placing the ring in his palm. "I shouldn't keep this. It's wrong. I'm so sorry."

Gabriel gripped the ring in his hand, forcing a fake smile onto his face. "Hey, no worries, right? It was worth a shot. I should've known something like this would happen, anyway." He pulled you in for one last hug. "I'll never stop loving you, you know." he said softly in your ear. "Don't think I won't be waiting in the wings to see if I ever get the chance to sweep you off your feet again." With that, he stepped back, and shook Sam's hand. "Congratulations, gigantor, you're a hell of alot luckier than you realize."

​

​"Thank you, Gabriel. I'm sorry things had to happen like this. And for the record, I'm glad you aren't dead." Sam returned politely.

Gabe chuckled. "How sweet. Well, I guess the best thing for me to do is get outta here." He locked eyes with you. "Bye, cupcake."​

And with a snap of his fingers, he was gone.

​There was a long silence until Sam reached over and grabbed your hand.

"Thanks for picking me."​

​"You don't have to thank me, Sam. I love you."

Grinning, he gave you a quick peck on the lips. "So, can we start the rest of our lives together now?"​

You mirrored his smile. "Yes sir."

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IF YOU CHOOSE GABRIEL:

"Oh God, Sam." You ignored the sting of guilt as you finished your sentence. "I can't believe I'm about to do this to you, after how good you've been to me.  But I can't let Gabriel go again. My heart won't let me." You looked over at Gabriel, his whiskey eyes shining brightly. "I love you."

​"I love you too, cupcake." He picked you up and spun you around, just like he did the day he proposed. "I love you, I love you, I love you!" Setting you down, he dropped to his knee. "Think I could have that for a second?" He gestured to the ring around your neck. You nodded and handed it to him. "(y/n), do you think you would like to actually marry me this time?"​

You nodded. "I think I would like that alot, actually." Awkwardly, you slid Sam's engagement ring off your finger and placed it in his palm before putting Gabe's ring back in it's rightful place. "I don't think I can apologize enough, Sammy. I'm so embarrassed."

​"No worries, (y/n). Honestly, I knew you were never really mine anyway." Sam gently placed a kiss on your forehead. "She's all yours, Gabriel. Be good to her, or I'll find you and I'll kill you for real this time."

Gabe gave him a genuine smile. "Thanks, Samsquatch. And, this'll seem really wrong as I say it, but since we got a priest and everything here already..."

Not saying a word, Sam stepped off the altar and stood next to his brother, who looked flabbergasted. Dean began to speak, but Sam clamped a hand over his mouth and shook his head.

"So...am I, uh, still performing a wedding today?" the Priest asked cautiously. Gabriel smirked and grabbed your hands.

"Aw, Hells yeah!"​

​You heard quiet laughter spread around the room.

"Alright then. Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today..."​

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​THE END​

[ghoulaug]

So heyyyyy I wrote my fist ever fanfic (if you can call it that?) and a friend encouraged me to post it here? Its hella short, and I only wrote it to appease a friend. I was Throwing headcanons/aus around about Steve/Bucky and one of them was like "If Bucky didn't fall then Steve wouldn't of crashed the plane" and that turned into "Well he still might have but he wouldn't of been alone" and this monstrosity was spawned:

(Warning: the following is poorly written and full of cliches)

As Steve gripped the controls, sweat began to bead up on his brow. His eyes wildly scanned the control panel, but none of the switches and flashing lights indicated on how to land. No, everything was in German, a language that Steve had yet to learn.

"Steve?"

Steve froze. He'd forgotten-- Oh God, how could he of forgotten? "Bucky-" he wanted to turn around, to face his best friend, but he couldn't turn his eyes away from the impending doom on the horizon.

Steve pressed his lips tightly together, until they where thin white lines. "Buck, you need to get out of here."

Bucky frowned deeply, and took a step forward. "What? What the hell do you mean I 'need to get out of here'? I ain't going anywhere- Not without you!"

Steve reared his head back so it his the pilots seat head rest. "Bucky! This is not up for discussion! You need to get out--- You've almost died twice already! You NEED to-"

"NO, I won't say it again: Not without you!" Bucky had taken another step forward, and was now standing next to Steve.

Steve grit his teeth. He glared at Bucky out of the corner of his eye. "Bucky!! Take one of those planes-- a parachute-- ANYTHING!!! Please you need ot get out of here, you need to--" He was cut off by a warm hand on the side of his face. It pulled his head so that he was facing Bucky, who was kneeing beside him. His face was graced by a sad smile." Stevie-- Have I ever told you that I'm with you til the end of the line?" Steve's heart leapt into his throat. "Buck-"

Bucky just shook his head, and with leaning forward, brought their foreheads together. "Cause I'm with you till the end of the line." Steve's eyes welled up with tears and he surged forward. He was met by Bucky. And then by nothing.

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Peggy's shoulders shook as she heard the exchange. Looking around, she saw everyone else had their heads down. Quickly turning on her heel, she strode out of the room. With her head hung, she vowed everyone would know about the valor of Captain America and James Buchanan Barnes.

They would know.