Dec 8, 2017
Robbie Thompson sliding a twenty across the writers table before he leaves the show: Dinosaurs
honestly, thats probably what happened
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Robbie Thompson sliding a twenty across the writers table before he leaves the show: Dinosaurs
honestly, thats probably what happened
Low key would be willing to have an episode with evil!Jeremy. Like he's dismissed so often it would be great to see him prove himself capable enough to be a threat. It would also be heartwarming for the others to snap him out of it by apologizing for how they treat him
Not gonna lie, I would be here for that if it was done well. It’d be very interesting! Though I think the best way to approach it in canon would probably be to have him somewhat influenced by something.
Like the feelings of dismissal are real, but amplified? Sorta like red kryptonite supergirl. not tagged cause I’m on mobile, but I’ll tag it in the morning.
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*Gabriel-centric
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It was odd.
This had never happened to Gabriel before.
He stood, watching you, thinking that you were a cute kid, handsome even, in a certain light. You were also seemingly low-key; if Gabriel went to talk to you, he didn’t think he’d be in any danger of having a blade driven into his chest or anything.
So why couldn’t he make himself walk over to you?
“If you don’t stop staring at him, I’m going to throw up.”
Gabriel glanced at Lucifer. “Shut up. I’m…”
“You’re madly in love with that fellow. Literally, everyone here can see it.”
Gabriel scowled. “Shut up.”
Lucifer sighed. “Go order him a drink. Take it to him. Say hello. Be your usual charming self. Or I swear to Dad, I’m going to start ripping your feathers out, one by one.”
Gabriel’s wings twitched slightly. “No need to get all in a tizzy, Luci.”
Lucifer gave his brother a hard stare. “Go.”
The trickster took a breath and sidled over to the bar. The woman behind it gave him a smile.
“Hello, darling,” Gabriel said, smiling at the bartender. “Can I get an appletini?”
“Didn’t peg you as the fruity drink type.”
“Well, what can I say. I like anything sweet.” Gabriel winked. “Including drinks and the bartenders who make them.”
The girl’s cheeks reddened slightly. She mixed his drink and handed it to Gabriel. “Here,” she said, dropping two cherries into the green liquid. “Makes it sweeter.”
“My kind of gal,” Gabriel said, taking the glass.
Taking a deep breath, the angel headed over to your table. He felt Lucifer’s eyes on his back, practically burning holes through Gabriel’s jacket.
Once he reached your table, Gabriel cleared his throat, gaining your attention. Your clear eyes peered right into Gabriel’s; he would’ve sworn you were looking into his soul.
“H-hey,” he said, hands shaking so much he was afraid the drink would spill. He set it down a bit forcefully on the table, the liquid jumping, almost spilling. Your eyes dropped for a moment before darting back up to Gabriel. “I, uh….”
“Are you okay?” you asked, startling Gabriel.
“Wh-what?”
You smiled slightly. “You’re very red in the face.”
Gabriel did notice the heat creeping up his neck. “Um… yeah, no, I’m… I’m fine.”
You nodded, waiting.
“I just… I wanted to… I mean, we’re at a bar, so…. You looked thirsty.”
You glanced once more at the drink. “I… thank you.”
Gabriel nodded and quickly headed back to Lucifer.
“You looked thirsty?” Lucifer asked.
“Lucifer,”
“What the hell kind of pick-up line was that?”
“I got nervous!”
“You? My ingenious, smoother than a snake brother?”
“Can we just go home, please?”
“No.”
“What?”
“No.”
“Fine. I don’t need you anyway. I’ll just go by myself and--” Gabriel turned and ran into you. “Holy--”
“I’m sorry,” you said. “I just… wanted to thank you for the drink. Again.”
“Oh. Right.” Gabriel felt his cheeks start to heat again. “You’re welcome.”
“Could… I repay the favor?”
“Sorry,” Lucifer said. “He was just getting ready to--”
“Yes,” Gabriel said, cutting his brother off. “Yes, I’d… I’d like that.” He held his arm out towards the bar. “Shall we?”
So uh about that trans!Martin fic? I'm writing another with trans!Martin and trans!Dirk
yooooooo! send it my way when you post it!
Gabriel would be Jack's Cool Uncle, this is a fact
I’m sceptical.
Cas: I’m sorry, Dean. I’m unfamiliar with the term “man cave.”
Dean: Oh, it’s a room in a basement where a dude goes to be alone or watch football. In Crowley’s case, it’s kill people.
It's my birthday! What's your favourite way to celebrate?
Tony: Party! No matter what age you are, you should always throw a fantastic party and invite people. Even if you don’t know them. And supply plenty of booze. And make sure the party is themed. Themes always draw a crowd. Also, happy birthday kid.
Bruce: I find a bookstore, buy myself a new book, then come home and read it. I’m not much of a- a party person I guess. I only go when Tony drags me to one. Hope your birthday is going well!
Bucky: Steve and I used to get two cupcakes ‘cause actual cakes were real expensive, and then we’d each eat one. Usually down at Coney Island if we could, ‘cause the lights were pretty and there were always fun people around. And happy birthday doll. Hope it’s goin’ well for ya.
Brittany: Happy birthday!!!! Hope it’s a fantastic one!!
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