#dimpledmoose

[kriiger]

✖ Sam/Meg or Samandriel/Meg (Your rp with both are so cute and adorable and I enjoy reading them)

AWW this made me smile loads! 

First up, Sam and Meg!

Who was the one to propose: Sam, it would never have crossed Meg’s mind.

Who stressed more over wedding planning: Sam

Who decorated the house: Both, but Sam more than Meg. 

Who does the cooking: Meg keeps forgetting it and Sam likes his healthy stuff so, Sam.

Who does the cleaning: Sam, Meg might hoover once or twice.

Who is more organized: Meg

Who initiates bedroom fun: I wanna say..Sam.

Who suggested kids first: Definitely Sam. 

Samandriel and Meg

Who was the one to propose: Samandriel

Who stressed more over wedding planning: idk why but I feel Meg?

Who decorated the house: Samandriel

Who does the cooking: They don’t need to eat, but Samandriel is a better cook.

Who does the cleaning: Samandriel

Who is more organized: Meg

Who initiates bedroom fun: Meg

Who suggested kids first: I feel neither, they’d just end up having an accident or something.

[chocolateandwings]

Wasted

Gabriel didn't drink much but before it he was deaged and completly wasted which would make for a laugh to whoever stumbled upon him. He leaned against the alley wall groaning till he threw up all the food he'd had throughout the day.

[kriiger]

Thwack!

It took her a few seconds to register what had just happened. Had Sam just slapped her ass? Sam had just slapped her ass…She turned around slowly and raised her eyebrow. “…You’re an ass man, aren’t you?” 

[kriiger]

[I don't think you all understand how much dimpledmoose has made me fall in love with Sam/Meg. Jesus fucking Christ.]

[kriiger]

He watched Meg fall asleep. It was strange- she told him that they don't need to sleep. Something was different about her. Nevertheless, he let her sleep and he laid her down on the couch and covered her with a blanket, waiting until she woke up again.

She hadn’t dared to tell Sam what was wrong with her. Besides, was there really any way to fix this without having a pit stop in Hell? She was starting to feel what tired meant after being awake for 18 or so hours, eyes slowly closing as she found it harder to keep them open. Reality got mixed in with dreams and it didn’t take long before she was fast asleep, head resting on Sam’s warm and comfortable shoulder. She didn’t notice that he moved her or that he covered her with a blanket. For the first time, in a very long time, she had sweet dreams instead of nightmares.

The sun shining on her woke her up slowly and she blinked a few times, trying to understand why all of this felt so abnormal. She spotted Sam and groaned. “What time is it?” 

[annatheangelmilton-archived]

"Sam? Is that you?"

[kriiger]

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Random number generator picked: 189

“How are you not panicking right now?!”

[nerdycelestial]

As if I'm becoming untouchable || CLOSED || dimpledmoose

This had been one of his bad days. One of those when he had been forced to take his pain medication, even though he strongly disliked it because it made him drowsy. Which meant he had spent the day so far dozing off in the couch. He'd tried to work a bit, but he'd zoned out all the time, which made him give up in the end

Castiel blinked owlishly as his housekeeper, Mrs. Williams knocked on the door, announcing that the new assistant, Mr. Sam Winchester had arrived. He told her to show him in and he was still in the process to try and get himself back in the wheelchair when the man entered. Not the best first meeting since Cas always found it embarrassing when someone noticed him struggling with something.