#leahhhhhhh

[rain-is-cool]

Quick! The world is about to collapse! Who is you favorite Bachelorette?!?

LEAH‼️‼️‼️

My awesome amazing wife 💙💙💙💙💙

[harryeatmyass]

leah aka harryasfrick on her true throne 

[zobottc]

Listening to Icona Pop and I just really want to go back to that amazing night and that amazing concert omgggg

[his-impossible-souffle-girl]

xoxo

[allthinkinggetsyou-blog]

Me: What do you want with me?

Leah: *whispers* Your children.

[bishakespeares]

OH LEAH.

SABRIEL FIC RECS FOR YOUUUUUU

OH HO HO

It pleases me to no end that you want to try out this pairing. I. LOVE. THEM. SO. MUCH. If you find these to your liking and want more, I can help you out. These are my VERY favorites.

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For Love Is Strong as Death by sakuri69

 http://sakuri69.livejournal.com/15626.html

 Sam/Gabriel, Dean/Cas. 50,000 words. PG13

 Four months after the apocalypse that wasn’t, Sam, Castiel and Gabriel are brought back to life at the same time and place, leaving Sam to deal with two suddenly human angels and the fact that he can never see his brother again…

 “Got something to say, bro?"

 “No, Gabriel. Please feel free to continue discussing your deep aversion to being human, despite spending the past several centuries, perhaps millennia, obsessively submerging yourself in their cultures and lifestyles, pretending to be one of them –”

 “Woah, woah, wait up! I was pretending to be their god, not one of them!” Gabriel was visibly bristling, but it seemed there was something missing from his show of pique. Maybe it was that, usually, when he was at his archangel – or even trickster – best, Sam could half imagine power gathered in close around him, invisible wings held high above his head. Now, though, with Gabriel so startlingly human, he just looked ludicrously like a pissed off short guy holding a girly drink. It made Sam want to smirk a little, amused to see Gabriel shift his shoulders like he was trying to resettle ruffled feathers. “I’ll have you know I’d make a terrible human, anyway, which is why I never tried to be one.”

 Castiel, as poker faced as ever but nowhere near as focused behind the eyes, shrugged distractedly. “You made a terrible angel, too, if it helps.”

 Sam immediately scoffed a sharp and inappropriate laugh into the back of his hand, too shocked to do anything else.

 Gabriel just gaped, struck wordless for a rare moment. “...Excuse me?! How is that possibly supposed to help? And also: mean!”

 This is one of my very favorite Sam/Gabriel fics. It is very, very funny, and I absolutely love all the relationships. I love watching Cas and Gabriel adjust to being human. There's some angst, but it's resolved, and it just makes me reeeeeaaaallllyyyyy happy.

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Starting from Zero, Got Nothing to Lose by softshinythings

 http://softshinythings.livejournal.com/549.html

 Sam/Gabriel, Dean/Cas. PG13. 47,000 words. Warning for John's alcohol abuse, child abuse.

 When John insisted that Dean was to attend college, Dean drove halfway across the country with his best friend Cas in tow. But when Sam finds that he can’t handle the way John is without his eldest around, he finds solace in Cas’ brother, who doesn’t ask questions but always offers an escape route.

Sam blinked up at him, unsure of what he wanted to say. He wiped furiously at his cheeks and looked down. “My dad ...”

Gabriel took a moment to just look at him, before gently prodding him towards the lower branches. They climbed silently down to the ground, trying not to disturb anyone inside the house. Gabriel quickly whipped out his phone and typed out a message before folding it back into the pocket of his jeans. “Just letting Cas know that if Dean asks, I’ve got you. You haven’t run away to join the freak show or anything.” He pressed a hand to Sam’s back, steering him towards the front of the house. “Where do you want to go, kiddo?”

Sam tried to wipe away his freshest set of tears without Gabe noticing, but he knew he failed. “Don’t really care.” He looked up at Gabriel, who was watching him out of the corner of his eye. “Can we just ... drive? Just for a little while?”

Gabriel lifted his arm to sling over Sam’s shoulder, rubbing it lightly before moving to unlock the Mustang’s door. “You got it, Sam. Just you, me, and the open road.”

Oh, baby. I love this one too. I have such a soft spot for high school/college AUs, and the writing is nice, and it makes me hugely happy. Also, Katy is a wonderful person.

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Allowances

 http://libraryofsol.livejournal.com/114402.html Sam/Gabriel, Dean/Cas. PG13.

 Experimentation

 http://libraryofsol.livejournal.com/119481.html Sam/Gabriel. NC17

 and Touching by entangled_now

 http://libraryofsol.livejournal.com/121077.html Sam/Gabriel, slight Dean/Cas. PG13

He's clearly not even thinking about what he's doing. Which is dragging his hand up and down between Castiel's shoulder blades.

"We're not in public," Sam points out, sensibly enough. He spreads his fingers - and there it is, the faintest twitch into the movement.

Sam moves his hand, slides it down and finds the shallow curve of Gabriel's spine, warmth through the shirt, under the wide flat of his palm, which looks huge on the angel's back. He spreads his fingers, listens to all the air just fall straight out of him.

"Sam," there's a tiny note of warning, but not the sort that wants him to stop. The sort that wants him to know exactly what he's doing.

"What?" Sam asks curiously.

"I don't think you want to do that." There's a low tense edge of warning there, and the sensible adult voice from Gabriel manages to drag an amused little exhale of surprise out of him.

Gabriel's not usually the responsible one.

"Maybe I do," Sam counters.

That seems to shock him into silence.

Yummmmmmy wing!porn. I love everything about these three short fics. (Also, everything entangled_now has written is MARVELOUS.) Definitely must-reads.

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Cold Academic Hell 'Verse (I think I may have already recced you this one, but it's one of my favorites and I want to put it here too so I stay organized.)

http://moorishflower.livejournal.com/179572.html

Sam/Gabriel, Dean/Cas. Up to NC17. 110,000 words. Warning for mentions of past child abuse.

WIP/sort of on hiatus, but it's at a pretty good stopping point.

AU! Dean and Sam are in college. Cas and Gabriel are their advisors.

“Have a good holiday,” Sam says. Gabriel’s palm is warm and dry as it slips away from him.

“You too. Tell your brother not to worry so much. Castiel is looking forward to having him in the spring.”

Sam nods. “I will.” Maybe that will ease some of…whatever it is that Dean’s experiencing. It’s not exactly an apology from his secret beau, but maybe it will make him a little bit less worried about the coming semester.

Sam leaves Gabriel’s cubicle, not looking back. Not because he doesn’t want to see Gabriel (he does), and not because he’s worried that Gabriel won’t be looking after him (he can feel the guy’s eyes on him even as he walks away).

No, Sam doesn’t look back because as soon as his back is turned, he starts smiling, and he doesn’t want to give himself away entirely.

Outside, the steel-grey sky opens up, like someone has uncapped the jar of heaven, and it begins to snow.

As is probably apparent by this point, I. Adore. College. AUs. So. Much. And this one is no exception. I really love the character relationships in this story: Dean and Cas, Sam and Gabriel, and Sam and Dean. Each chapter is written once each from Dean and Sam's perspective, which means that some of the dialogue is repetitive. But that's my only complaint about this story.

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I really hope you enjoy these! Sam and Gabriel are my liiiiife, and I am so happy to get to share them!!