For the ask game: Body Shopping sounds super interesting
Also oooo more cannibal Sam fics 👀 love that series so much
Heyy thank you for the tag and the ask! These were fun to look at not gonna lie I forgot about some of them >>"
Oh Body Shopping is fun!! It's a Magnus Archives, Lonelyeyes fic. It has two chapters posted currently, but I have one more idea for it before it feels done in my head lol. Which mmm if you haven't listened to TMA and want to it would give away a lot of spoilers so I am torn... Let's just say Elias has a bone to pick with Peter about his knees... And it is smutty? I feel like that is not a spoiler for the show and if you know it would hint about enough? Maybe... I hope 😂
Ohh that is so nice to hear! I'm so glad you enjoy that series! He's my bloody baby and I love him so. Also yessss always more Cannibal Sam! I have so many ideas still and plot to fill in for their timeline.
I'm actually currently debating which arc to go with for Spooky Season this year - Men of Letters or a bit of origins for Loki in this verse 🤔. I am currently leaning towards posting Sing For Me (some origins that happen right after Songbird) this year and coming back to the humans, but it is a whole thing. How about a little bit from that? It's still very rough but its a coming.
Gonna put it below the cut cause long and also it's Cannibal Sam and Loki. They are blood covered, always 😂
Snippet from Sing for Me (super rough)
Warnings: mild gore, blood, injury
Sam didn't look away from Loki as the being tried to slink back to his vessel. His gaze swirled with mutated grace as he took in the sight of him adorned in dead offerings, a smile tugging on his lips. He leaned forward, pulling a knot-free and releasing the fallen celestial from the burning ropes.
Loki hummed as flesh peeled from his collar before healing a moment after. His eyes opened, heavily lidded, sleepy drunkenness filling him as Sam's careful fingers freed him of the cage he'd wrapped around him. His eyes rolled over the brunette, watching the swirling balance within his soul. He licked his no longer dry lips lazily, comfortable in the quiet of Sam's hands on his vessel as he watched his fallen grace fuse with Sam's soul.
Sam didn't speak as he caught his gaze, feeling his powers swarm and shift within him. He leaned closer to the well-fed and drained deity, grasping the healed arms and altering their position slowly. Loki released a hum at being shifted and the reverence in Sam's hands as he repositioned him. His eyes closed for a moment before opening and finding Sam's once more.
The "It's not a problem unless you make it one" Series.
https://archiveofourown.org/series/4460509
Main pairing: Sam Winchester/Gabriel is Loki
Series Description:
The misadventures of Sam and Loki. Just a little collection of related oneshots leading up to "Hammer of the God's" and it's aftermath.
There are currently 6 fics (up to 4x7 in the timeline of things at the moment) and there will be more in the future. The whole reason I created this little series is because I wanted more Sabriel fics that involved Sam and Loki.
Characters and Ships: Tyson Brady, Jessica Moore, Raz (OC), Luis (pilot), Gabriel/Sam Winchester, Kali & Sam
Warnings and Tags: Blood and Gore, Torture, Dark fantasy Au, Gabriel is Loki, Stanford era, lawboy Sam, dark magic, mythology freeform, mythology references, everybody knows, prophecies, gossip, pagans, missing, imprisonment, kidnapping, magic, depowered Sam, imprisonment, reference to child abuse, implied child abuse, dead dove don’t eat
Author Notes: Thank you all for your comments! I love them all, and they are so inspiring. I love reading your reactions as you read, it is thrilling! Unfortunately, this time, I don’t trust myself not to give stuff away. 😅 I promise to answer all of your wonderful comments after the story is done. I hope you enjoy some more plot.
Please read the tags; I tried very hard to be accurate. This series features a lot of blood, unsafe sex, torture, and eating people alive. It's just how they roll here.
💀 🧡 Happy Haunting 🧡 💀
Chapter Summary: It doesn't take long for those that knew, Sam -ever true to his word - Winchester, to notice that he was missing.
Read a snipping from, It Isn't Like Him, Rated Explicit, below or read it in full on my Ao3.
*note, this story (and all of my others) on Ao3 is locked for registered Ao3 users.
It Isn't Like Him
Tyson stared at his phone as he stood out front of the movie theater with Jess, Raz, and Luis.
“I thought he said he was on his way. The movie’s almost starting,” Raz said as Ty tried calling him again.
“I think… his phone is off,” he said, staring in amazement at the device.
Sam never turned off his phone. Maybe he didn't always answer, but it was never off.
Jess hurried to call him, the fear of hunters turning in her stomach as she stared at Ty. “Sam doesn't turn off his phone,” she said, looking at her cell as the call ended.
Luis patted Raz’s back. “Let's go to his place he wouldda walked here,” he said, hurrying the three to follow him.
Ty switched to try to call the landline his best friend insisted on. “Sam wouldn't ditch us after texting us he was on his way,” he reminded, walking faster.
Jess frowned as they followed the path Sam would have taken, looking around and finding nothing out of the ordinary. She shook her head, it only took them twenty minutes to get to Sam's apartment.
“He's not here,” Raz said, their tone filled with worry as Luis continued to pound on the door none of them had a key to.
[been going through a dry spell, so attempted a couple archangel song sprints. first was gabe with 42]
*
He had wandered for centuries.
Centuries spent living under the guise of a deity he was not, pretending to be more manipulative than he was meant to be, of being far more conniving and fearsome and ferocious-
As the centuries blurred together, as millennia morphed into one single breath, he started to lose track of where Gabriel had ended and where Loki began.
When the apocalypse was finally looming over all of them- Not the recurring cycle of Ragnarok- which he had had nothing to do with the last three times thank-you-very-much- he found himself being forcefully dragged back into the drama of his family, helpless when faced with the inevitability of his original purpose.
The Archangel Gabriel, destined to toot his horn and call the battalions of the Host to arms, the heralding of a new era.
He loathed that destiny, despised the story his Father wanted him to play out.
A Father Who couldn't even stick around to reassure His own children when they needed Him most.
The Winchesters would not, could not, convince him to fight, nor would they ever truly convince him to choose a side.
No- Gabriel had no one left to fight for, nothing in the entire Universe, in the entire Cosmos, worth risking his own divinity and Pantheon for.
Except, perhaps, the curious, wide-eyed, stupefied soul peeking around Castiel's shoulders, watching warily as the Archangel paced restlessly within his fiery prison.
A single glance, the gentle press of his Grace in your general direction-
Your admiration and disbelief were enough to give him pause, your respectful recognition and humility in his presence enough to soften his tone, posture going lax as he nodded towards you in acknowledgement.
The bashful smile that greeted him in return- full of reverence and captivation and cordiality- was enough to convince him, a brilliant beacon of hope in epochs of despairing dread.
It was an innocent trust he knew he did not deserve, but it was enough to smother his resolve, offer his assent.
He would do what was necessary to end this war, to prevent whatever bloodshed he could, to help rip his Dad's script apart while avoiding his brothers as much as possible-
Because there was still someone who believed in him.
Whether it was for the Angel he had been or the god he had chosen to become-
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The next Cadbury fic has begun!
Of Gardens and Prayers
Summary: Castiel doesn't receive many prayers, being an angel few know. Someone has been praying to the Angel of Thursday and though he knows he shouldn't, his curiosity is getting the better of him. One little peek down on Earth couldn't hurt. No one would notice.
Summary: Sam knelt in the circle set up for summoning.
“You boys sure about this.” Bobby asked, worriedly.
“Yes.” Sam shared a determined look with Dean. “We need him.”
Dean stared back before saying the incantation.
Dean, Sam and Bobby summoned Loki to make a deal. His help for Sam. Anything was better than having Sam say yes and jump into the cage.
Read: Sam knelt in the circle set up for summoning.
“You boys sure about this,” Bobby asked, worriedly.
“Yes.” Sam shared a determined look with Dean. “We need him.”
Dean stared back before saying the incantation. Dean finished the last word and there was a loud shrieking noise.
Dean, Sam, and Bobby clamped their hands over their ears. The noise died down and Gabriel sat, lounging upon a throne that appeared out of nowhere.
“Who dares… Oh. It’s you three.” Gabriel sighed. “What do you muttonheads want this time? I already gave you the answer to your little problem.”
“Gabriel-” Dean began.
“Nuh-uh.” Gabriel wagged a finger at him. “It’s Loki. You called on Gabriel’s pagan side so you get Loki. Not Gabriel.”
“Loki,” Sam spoke strongly. He scooted closer. “We need your help. I offer you myself in return. Do with me as you wish.” Sam bowed his head.
“Huh.” Loki sat back in his throne in shock. “You two are okay with this?” Loki directed his question to Dean and Bobby.
“We need all the help we can get. This was Sam’s idea.” Bobby shrugged.
“We have all the rings. We need your help to get the devil back in his cage.” Dean put forth. “Sam agreed to three nights-”
“No, no, no. That’s not how this works.” Loki tsked. “The way you set this up was an open-ended sacrifice. Sam is mine for however long I wish.”
Dean stared shocked at Sam. “You did this. You are the one who set this up.”
Sam raised his head and stared defiantly at the god. “I did. I knew it would take something huge to get him to help. It’s fine Dean.”
Loki sat back and watched their argument with glee. “Okay! Enough!” Loki snapped and Dean and Sam were separated.“Here’s the deal. I will help you put Lucifer away and Sam is mine for hmmm, one year. After that year he is free to leave if he wishes.”
“And that is one human earth year?” Bobby clarified.
“Yes.” Loki sat back in his chair.
Dean stared down Sam. “Will I be able to see him?”
“After six months, yes.” Loki agreed.
Dean looked up at the god. “Deal.”
“Excellent. What’s the plan boys?” Loki snapped. His chair and the summoning stuff vanished.
“Sam was going to say yes and-” Dean began.
“No.” Loki snarled. “Sam is now mine and he won’t be saying yes to anyone but me.”
“Well, do you have a better one?” Bobby demanded.
“Let me make a few calls.” Loki thought for a moment.
Sam, Dean, and Bobby began walking away.
“Hold it!” Loki called. “Our deal is not sealed.” Loki snapped and was in front of Sam. Before he could react, Loki grabbed a handful of his hair and yanked him down into a kiss that was all teeth and tongue. Loki pulled back after a minute.
“Dude! Right here!” Dean complained.
“That’s not how a pagan deal is sealed. That’s how demon deals are sealed.” Bobby pointed out.
“Oh, I know. I just wanted a kiss.” Loki held up his bloody hand. “Our blood seals the deal.”
Sam looked down at his arm that was smeared with blood.
Loki snapped. The blood disappeared. “Now, where are we headed, boys?
”************
Sam stared at the pagan/archangel that he now belongs to for a year. He was talking animatedly on his cell phone. He grinned and hung up.
“Good news! My kids are gonna help plus Anansi, Hermes and Coyote owe me a favor so they will help too. That gives us six other people to help.” Loki smirked.
“Anansi? I thought a fellow hunter killed him a few years earlier.” Bobby looked curious.
“How can six pagans help us? Lucifer tore through those other SOB’s at that hotel.” Dean looked over at Loki.
“That’s because these pagans are different. More powerful.” Loki sneered at Dean.
“How?” Sam was curious.
Loki’s smile seemed to gentle at Sam. “I made the trickster gods. They are mine. I am the first trickster. Plus, my kids. Do they need any more introduction?”
“Narfi, Fenrir, Jormungandr, and Hel?” Sam listed off.
Loki beamed. “Yep. My kids.”
“How are they going to help? What’s the plan?”
Sam did most of the talking to Loki after that.
***********
That night, Loki snapped off with a kiss to Sam and a warning to Dean and Bobby.
Sam sat at the table with a beer in his hand.
“Did you know?” Dean demanded as he sat next to Sam.
“Yup.” Sam took a sip from his bottle.
“Damn it Sam! We agreed to no more secrets!” Dean yelled.
Sam looked up at his big brother. “It was the price for his help. It’s June now? I’ll see you at Christmas.” Sam softened at his brother’s distress. “Dean. I’ll be alright. If he hurts me I will kick his ass. Stakes may not kill him but I doubt they are comfortable.”
Dean smiled a tiny grin. “Give me a few days. I will have something for you.”
“Okay. Dean? I’ll be fine. Trust me.” Sam held Dean’s green-eyed gaze. “I know I haven’t earned it in the past but I swear, I’ll be alright. It’s Gabriel.”
“And Loki.” Dean reminded. “That’s just weird man.” He shivered.
“Not really.” Sam shrugged. “Think of it as multiple personalities, but instead of several, he has two. Neither seems to want me hurt if his reaction and threat tonight was any indication.”
Dean wrinkled his nose. “Okay. If you’re sure.”
“I’m sure. You have Cas. You’ll be fine.” Sam assured.
Dean blushed. “What does that have to do with anything?”
Sam sighed. “You will work it out eventually. Just promise me something?”
“What Sammy?” Dean spoke softly.
“Don’t die while I’m away. If you get in trouble call Cas at least.” Sam pleaded with his eyes.
“I promise Sam.” Dean clapped his hands. “Let’s get some sleep. We have a big day ahead of us.”
Sam downed the last of his beer before climbing up the stairs.
Dean settled on Bobby’s porch with a wooden branch. He spent all night working on whittling it to a point and carving the words he wanted into the handle.
“LOKI’S TIMEOUT STICK”
When he gave it to Sam the next morning, Dean smiled at the laugh on his little brother’s face. He may not know what will happen but Loki had their backs sort of. Sam was the god’s and they made a deal.
Dean prayed that everything would go their way tomorrow. After all, they made a deal with a pagan.
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Summary: Gabriel the Messenger and Loki the Trickster are the same. The implications? Loki’s kids are all uber powerful half-archangels. And Jack could use a teacher...
And if that isn’t enough: over 135k of slowburn sabriel, cases, TFW interactions, Jack being adorable, secondary slowburn destiel, OCs who don’t fall in love with main characters, and amazing fanart by @scrollingkingfisher
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Four Angels for Chuck *snickers*, sorry, came to my mind while typing "Hey …" uh, so I kinda wanna educate myself on different religions and learn about as many as possible - to educate but also to choose for myself - anything you guys always found interesting? Celtic, roman, Hellenic and Egyptian Paganism are already on my list, as well as eclectic paganism, satanism and indigenous religions of North America and Polynesia :)
Michael: Don’t forget Judaism, Christianity, and Islam.
Lucifer: Boooring. Of course you’d say that, Michael. Check out Luciferianism. It’s like Satanism and The Church of Satan, but better. Devil Worship is fucked up, stay away from it.
Gabriel: Aw, yeah, this questions was made for me. First of All, read the Gospel of Loki. It’s a fantastic book, which lays out all the messes I’ve gotten myself into. I know it’s not a religion, but American Gods by Neil Gaiman is pretty great too. As for Religions, I’m a fan of Buddhism, and Hinduism. Egyptian is okay too, if you like gods obsessed with food and water. There are a million and two various pagan godlings in northern Europe, too. Most of them know how to party, okay? But definitely, at least check out Norse Mythology. The Greeks, too, they’re some fun guys. The Roman versions, however, not so much. Hope that helps you out. Got anything to add, Raphael?
Raphael: Yes; ignore those two. There’s only god besides our Father worth looking into; Quetzalcoatl. Michael clears up a tsunami for the Aztecs one time and they think He’s a sun god.
Michael: Raphael, please… don’t remind me…
Gabriel: That was you? Oh my Dad. They made human sacrifices to you, Michael.
Michael: I know… [face in his hand] I tried to get them to stop by making it too hot… but they didn’t get the message… I had to send Spaniards.
Raphael: It’s even funnnier because they thought you were a snake with feathers.
Michael: It’s not funny.
Gabriel: It so is. [laughing] I guess getting mistaken for pagan gods runs in the family, huh?
