As someone whonloves to write about pranks, I have 2 SPN recs if you'd like them :D
One is my list of all the ways Dean might have died at Mystery Spot. Rated T 1.8k words
https://archiveofourown.org/works/1465408
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Second is my Sabriel/Destiel series: The Trickster's Apprentice. A s5 AU that starts right after changing channels with Gabriel and Sam having some adult fun. The series is full of pranks, mostly on Dean and later Cas, as they bet who can prank their brothers into bed. This was also a Proto-Contigency fic, so if you've read that, you'll see a lot of ideas here that I reused in it. :D
Rated E for smut, and Canon typical violence. 138k words for the whole series
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Written for : @spnaubingo, @spnfluffbingo2019, and @spngenrebingo
Squares filled : Au- Cafe AU, Fluff- secret dating, Genre- college AU
Word count : 732
Warnings : Sam is in the closet, Brady is a dick.
A/N : Written because my girl Kay likes Sabriel, and I like her.
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Gabe looked up and smiled as Sam strolled in with some friends. “Hey, guys.” He watched the shy smile spread over Sam’s face before he quickly got it under control again and gave Gabe a nod, which prompted Gabriel to tear his eyes away and look at the others. “What can I get you guys?”
“How about some bleach, so I don’t have to watch you try and throw yourself at Sam again.” Brady rolled his eyes, and the girls with him laughed.
Gabe’s smile fell, and he looked down at the ground.
“Stop being an ass-hole, Brady.” Sam grabbed Brady by the shoulders and moved him away from the counter, shoving him towards the tables. “Go grab a seat, and shut up.”
“Maybe let him down harder this time, and he’ll take the fucking hint that you don’t swing that way!” Brady called over his shoulder with a laugh.
As soon as Brady was sitting at their usual table in the corner, Sam sighed. “I’m sorry about him.”
“Don’t worry about it.” Gabe mumbled, and scrubbed at the pristine counter as if it were filthy.
“Gabe-” He put his hand on Gabe’s but Gabe pulled his hand out as if burned.
“It’s fine. I knew what I was getting into.” He gave Sam a tight smile, one that tried and failed to mask the pain. “So, the regular?”
“Yeah..” Sam nodded, watching Gabe as he punched the order into the register. Not a word was uttered between then as Sam paid, and Gabe got to work on the drinks. He was about to open his mouth and speak, but Gabe was quick to cut him off.
“Go sit. I’ll bring it when it’s ready.”
Sam just sighed, and headed back towards his friends. He dropped into the seat and Brady shook his head. “Why do we come here? I mean, coffee’s alright, but is it worth the harassment?” Sam rolled his eyes and glanced out the window. “If you keep talking to the little nerd, he’ll never get it through his skull that you aren’t interested. Wait, Sam, have you been leading him on for free coffee? Shit.” Brady laughed. “Maybe I’ll hit on the little-”
“Would you shut the fuck up?” Sam had finally had enough and he glared at his supposed best friend. “Know why I talk to him? Because I fucking like him.”
Brady’s eyebrows shot up, and Gabriel froze about halfway between them and his counter, the tray of coffees in his hands. “You..?” Brady sat forward as he registered what was just said.
“Yeah. And if either of us is a nerd, it’s fucking me.” Sam pointed out “Sure, he’s a theatre major.” Sam shrugged. “But he’s also on the basketball and baseball teams.”
“That little fucking pipsqueak?” Brady pointed over at Gabriel.
“Short, but fast on the court, and only on the court.” Brady’s eyebrows almost disappeared into his hairline. “That’s right. I don’t talk to him for free coffee, you ignorant ass-hole. I talk to him because I’m fucking him.”
“You, and-”
“Yeah.” Sam let that sink in for a second. “If you can’t show my boyfriend some fucking respect, at the very least while you’re in here, I won’t keep stopping him from pissing in your coffee.”
Brady’s brows furred at that, and Gabe took that moment to place the tray down right in front of Brady. “Here’s your coffee, hope you like it.” Gabe had a sickeningly sweet smile on his face when Brady looked up at him.
Sam stood, grabbing his coffee from the tray and turned, taking Gabriel's hand in his. As they walked back towards the counter, hand in hand, Sam took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
“Sam? You okay?”
It took a moment, but Sam nodded. “Not exactly how I wanted to come out, but... “
Gabe grinned, and kissed Sam on the cheek. “Thank you for defending my honour, good sir.”
“What did I tell you?” Sam cocked an eyebrow down at Gabe.
“Medieval talk is strictly for the stage, or the bedroom.” He gave Sam his signature shit eating grin and Sam couldn’t help but laugh as he pulled Gabe into a one armed hug. “So, Sammy, can I really piss in his coffee now?”
“No.” Gabe instantly pouted. “But next time he comes in, put a little liquid laxative in it.”
“With fucking pleasure!”
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