The giftbox Sam’s boyfriend Gabriel shoved under his nose was incredibly unexpected, seeing as how they’d just exchanged gifts with the rest of their families only a few hours ago.
The Winchesters and the Shurleys got together every year on Christmas eve for dinner and the exchanging of gifts, seeing as how both Winchester boys were dating two of the Shurley sons. Gabe’s dad, Chuck, also felt kind of sorry for Sam and Dean, only having themselves and their mom to spend the holidays with, what with John Winchester having passed away about a decade ago from a collision with a semi-truck. But since Dean and Castiel were already engaged and Sam and Gabe had been together for quite a few years now, Chuck had basically declared they were already family.
The box was wrapped in paper covered with cartoon snowmen, and even though he was confused, Sam accepted it. “Did you forget one?” He asked Gabe.
“Yep, and on purpose too, Sammich. This isn’t what you’d call a ‘family friendly’ gift, if you get my meaning,” Gabe said with an exaggerated wink.
Sam groaned. “Gabe, I swear, if you got me anal beads or the Casa Erotica box set…”
“Well, it’s not anal beads, that I can promise,” Gabe said evasively.
“Oh, god,” Sam sighed. “What sex toy did you buy this time, Gabe?” Visions of the vibrating cock ring from his birthday back in May danced in Sam’s head.
“A special one, just for you,” Gabe said proudly, causing Sam’s stomach to sink even further.
“Gabe?” Sam pleaded. “Please tell me it’s nothing awful.”
“I promise it’s not awful, Sammykins.”
As much as Sam loved his boyfriend, he didn’t trust him right now. He had to stifle a groan when he started tearing off the paper and his first flash of the box inside had the word ‘DILDO’ written in a very thick font. “Seriously, Gabe? You bought me a dildo?” Sam asked, pausing in the unwrapping to give his boyfriend a bitch face.
“A special dildo, Sammalamma,” Gabe said. “Just finish opening it and you’ll see.”
Sam rolled his eyes, but did as instructed. As soon as he’d finished tearing the paper off and could read all the writing on the box, though, he burst out laughing. “A personalized dildo, Gabe?” He asked, tears streaming down his face he was laughing so hard. Leave it to Gabriel Shurley to buy a replica of his dick for a Christmas present.
“Hey, that’s no laughing matter there, Samsquatch,” Gabe said defensively. “That is an exact copy of my cock, down to the last little weird looking vein. I got it in case you were ever lonely.” He paused for a second, then added, almost as an afterthought “Or so I can spitroast you from both ends at once.”
“Gabe, just…” Sam tried to speak, but he started laughing all over again at the pout his boyfriend was giving him.
“The gift that keeps on giving?” Gabe suggested. When Sam didn’t stop laughing, he tried again. “A not so little piece of me that you can keep with you always?” When Sam started gasping for air from laughing so hard, Gabe stood up abruptly. “Fine, if you didn’t like it, you could’ve just said so,” he spouted, his feelings hurt by his boyfriend’s reaction.
“No, no no no,” Sam gasped out. “It’s perfect. It’s just so… you!” He jumped up and gave Gabe a huge bear hug, just like he knew Gabe loved.
“I have been tackled by a moose, my life is now complete,” Gabe said in a monotone, but then he started laughing too.
When the two finally stopped laughing due to massive breathing issues, they plopped down on the couch next to each other and Sam cuddled up next to his lover. They sat like that, cuddling innocently for a few minutes, when Sam finally broke the silence. “Sorry about laughing. I really do like it. I just thought it was kind of funny.”
“It’s okay, I can kinda see your point now. I gave you a replica dick for a present,” Gabe said, smiling in between talking. “They do that kind of stuff in sitcoms.”
“Well, we’re not in a sitcom,” Sam pointed out, and Gabe nodded. “Which is a good thing, since a sitcom would skip over you using it on me tonight,” he whispered into Gabe’s ear.
Gabe immediately sat up straight. “You have my attention, you perfect moose you.”
“I thought I could show my appreciation for the gift by letting you do whatever you want with it,” Sam whispered further, before nipping Gabe’s ear lightly.
“Holy shit, I love you,” Gabe said. He jumped up from the couch and started pulling Sam towards the bedroom.
Sam, on the other hand, just chuckled. “I love you too, Gabe.”
“We’re gonna need a new bottle of lube after tonight,” Gabe said cheerily as Sam followed him into the bedroom. Seeing Gabe this happy was almost like a gift as well. Then all thoughts of gifts, or anything else, was wiped from Sam’s brain as Gabe pulled him down into a filthy kiss worthy of a porno. It was going to be a long, but really fun, night.
Spn: any pair = "I tried to surprise you, but I spilled your coffee on the way over..."
ANY pair? That’sdangerous. Now, since I usually make it Destiel, let’s do Sam and Eileen for a little variety (I hope you’re okay with that?)
Okay, so I got 350 wordsexactly (I had to keep CUTTING and CUTTING…I don’t think I can cut any more…it’snot too far though from the goal – do you think it counts?)
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Sam was giddy. Giddierthan he had any right to be. Eileen was here, in the bunker. After months ofskyping and learning sign language just so he could talk to her on her ground, she was here.
And Dean was toodistracted by Cas to tease him. ThankChuck.
Grateful that they’ddone a supply run recently, Sam warmed up a couple of chocolate chip muffinsand put them on plates while the coffee maker churned away, and - along withsugar, milk and spoons (and a single white rose) – placed them on a tray. Whenthe coffee was ready, he poured the steaming hot liquid into their nicest mugs,then picked up the tray and headed back to the library.
He paused in thedoorway, watching Eileen trailing a hand over the spines of the books, all thelore she’d never had access to before. He hoped it would entice her to comearound more often.
Moving forward, Samquickly stepped towards the dark wood table just as Eileen turned to face him.
“Oh, Sam, there you are.I was wondering what had happened to you,” she spoke and signed at the sametime and Sam – so engrossed as he usually was in learning how to sign better – tripped.He fell and the tray came crashing down with him, splattering its contentseverywhere, the muffins bouncing away.
Eileen helped him up ashe stared after it all mournfully. He huffed out a breath and with slow, clumsymovements, he signed out an apology, handing her the now slightly crushed rose.“I’m sorry. I’d gotten this all for you and then I ruined it.”
She closed her handsover his for a brief second and smiled, “It’s okay, Sam. Thank you for thinkingof me.” She leaned forward, craning up on her toes to give him a quick, chastekiss and leaned back again, leaving a stunned moose in her wake.
As they cleaned his messtogether in tandem, stealing glances at each other, Sam found himself floatingon cloud nine, and he couldn’t quite regret spilling the coffee.
deadlykittenkay replied to your post “(I read your posts about dean calling cas and I’m totally agreeing…”
Honestly, I think as of now, with so much happening with the Dean and Cas dynamic in season 12, Jensen had to give a blanket statement. I’m fairly new to the shipping Fandom as well but have noticed that in a j2 panel there are more anti-destielers and anti-cas/Misha fans then there would be at a cockles panel. That being said, Jensen may have said what he said because of this fact or even because he is under contract. I mean he’s not wrong. It’s not canon, yet 😉
I think when Jensen hears ‘destiel’ he immediately thinks people are asking about Dean and Cas in some secret sex relationship we don’t see on screen And what you said is true.That’s not happening, but their ever evolving relationship is not some mass delusion being suffered by a significant portion of the fandom.
I just finished adding the below to that post. I thought I was done, but evidently I had more thoughts. XD It’s directly related to what you said so I put it here too.
It should be said too that even if everyone working on the show knew 100% that TPTB intended to make Dean and Cas into a romantic couple before the show ended–we, the fans, would be the last to know about it. You just can’t give away juicy info like that before it happens. They like to torture people with relationships in TV shows, think sitcoms like Friends with the whole ‘will they/ won’t they’ with Ross and Rachel. That was a show all about relationships,which some people argue have no place in Supernatural, but keeping people guessing/wishing/hoping about relationships between main characters is something that happened on similar shows like the X-Files and Fringe too. And no one working on the show would be allowed to talk about it because of non-disclosure agreements and to keep us tuning in every week!
reference photo here http://travellerintime.tumblr.com/post/7582492153/is-it-just-me-or when i saw this post I just had to do this, like I seriously could not stop until this idea was out of my head!
for @deadlykittenkay
I did this as a surprise gift to thank her for the beautiful story she has put together for our @destielreversebang , 20 Year Class Reunion, it posts later this month, but she turned my silly little illustration into a story that I never could have thought of AND she tied it into her already established fic Here, Batter Batter! Which was awesome!
This is what I consider to be a behind the scenes picture from @deadlykittenkay‘s fic Here Batter, Batter! (go read it http://archiveofourown.org/works/10540296 )
This isn’t a direct illustration from the fic but it’s what I imagine probably happened at some point, after a winning game, once the locker room was empty. You have to read her fic, and/or 20 Year Class Reunion to find out why an empty locker room is important.
deadlykittenkay replied to your post “naruhearts replied to your post “Who you gonna call?” Oh my god look…”
I had that happen on one of my live blogs on the episode saying I need to tag when I’m hating on Mary and stop being delusional. I got tired of them all rebloging their hate especially towards Cas that I just deleted the post 😕 I guess I let them win
It’s insane. People attack me, attack Cas, attack destiel and I too was scolded about tagging and how I can’t write ‘meta’ about ‘headcanons’ and tag it as ‘Dean Winchester,’ but it turns out I absolutely can! My post was about Dean--don’t like it? Stop reading and go read something else. I wasn’t being hateful, just observing facts and dissecting the show so I tagged it Dean Winchester in case people wanted to respond and have a chat.
It’s okay to tag your posts however you want. If it’s really hate, then, yes an anti-mary (or whoever) tag would be useful, but if it’s a reaction while liveblogging like “OMG I can’t believe Mary yelled at Cas!! He’s already so upset, how could she?!?!” then I wouldn’t worry.
I let it go the first couple times people hated on posts I made, because I really would enjoy discussing things, but certain people are just looking for something to bitch about. And so I started blocking.
