#trickster-witha-kelbasa

[thereallucifer666]

"Hey Bro" Gabriel says leaning against the bar as he watches this universe Lucifer carefully. He was hoping this version of his brother wasn't a total dick, but after 10 universes he wasn't going to hold his breath.

@trickster-witha-kelbasa

Looking up from his whiskey tumbler, Lucifer regarded the other man slowly, eyes narrowing slightly in focus. The casual greeting could've been just that, a form of familiarity that most humans use nowadays. Yet for some reason, Lucifer didn't think that was why this man had said it. He had said it for an entirely different purpose. "Right, which one are you? I mean, it's been a while since I was in the Silver City, but I think I would remember one of my brothers having such a snark-filled face."

[the-good-soldier]

"What do you want Michael?" Gabriel asks with a frown his angel blade in one hand and a lolipop stick sticking out of his mouth

Michael raised his hands slightly to show he was no threat, however, his eyes were dark and firey. He glared sharply at Gabriel. He hated being threated even if the one threatening him was his baby brother. He was the oldest, he was heaven’s greatest warrior. Michael closed his eyes momentarily and took a deep breath to calm down. 

“I’m not here to fight you, Gabriel. I… I’m here because I need… Help.” Michael grimaced as he spoke the last word.

[storiesofthenight]

@trickster-witha-kelbasa​​ liked for a starter.

Peter was just swinging around the city when he came across a strange sight. Landing on a roof, he peered down at the man standing in a ring of fire. Narrowing his eyes, he couldn’t help but wonder what that was about. The man didn’t seem too worried about it or anything, and yet the young man’s instinct was to check it out. Even if just to be sure.

Crawling down the wall, he made his way to the ground before staring at the man for a moment. He didn’t seem to have noticed him just yet. “Uhm, sir ... do you need help or something?” He asked, as he approached slowly, ready to flee or attack if need be.

[mcsaiccfmusesa]

@trickster-witha-kelbasa​ liked for a starter with Theo

“I’m trying not to think about what will come after this. I didn’t really sign up to be a part of this world,” Theo mused. Shit, he’d barely handled the cushy college life and now he knew monsters were real.

[storiesofthenight]

@trickster-witha-kelbasa​ asked: "Happy Halloween!" Gabe says appearing in the middle of the hotel room with a shower of candy. "What are we going to do tonight? Scary movie? costume party? terrorize some teenagers for stealing candy?" he asks grinning at the Winchesters "I'm up for anything!"

The boys had just settled down in the motel room with some beers and some snacks and all ready to just enjoy the evening. Because while Dean loved Halloween and wanted to get the most out of it, Sam was rather indifferent about it. So they’d decided that just a few good movies and snacks and all would be just enough for the two of them to be pleased with how this Halloween would pass. 

That was, until a certain archangel decided to shower them in candy when he appeared. Blinking, Sam and Dean exchanged a look, not quite shocked that this had happened but surprised nonetheless. 

“Uhm, just some movies and snacks, ...” Sam spoke up first, a slight frown on his face.

Dean on the other hand, raised an eyebrow. “What’re you up to this time? Because dude, I am not going to be in another whatever that was last time ...”

[menwithasometimesplan]

"you are something else you know that" Gabriel says leaning against the wall of Murdocks law office. "Never thought I'd find an honest lawyer much less one that's a superhero" He says. He hadn't come into the office simply appeared there.

Matt smiled, hearing someone in the office. “Can I help you? How do you know that I’m an honest lawyer and superhero? That’s so funny. I’m not sure what you’ve heard about me..?” 

[copcorrupted]

trickster-witha-kelbasa.

"Happy Halloween!" Gabriel says with a grin coming into the precinct with Trixie riding on his his shoulders. "Hey I picked up Trixie and we swung by the store for some full size candy bars." he says plopping one in front of Dan.

"And I brought you a costume" he says pulling out an alien costume that matched his "After all the president of Mars needs some escorts for trick-or-treating and your ex had deemed me 'not responsible enough' to take her on my own. apparently she didn't like the tricks we pulled on the houses with no candy last year" he says rolling his eyes

                            it was a bit of a surprise that she would’ve allowed maze to take trixie out for trick or treating, but call gabe irresponsible for the tricks he’d pulled last year.  once the costume was placed on dans desk, he takes it, looking it over for a moment before glancing back up and seeing how excited trixie looked.  he’d like to say no, that parents didn’t need to dress up to take their kids out trick or treating,  but it seemed like gabriel had already promised her that dna would be in.    

                            ❛  … alright,  yeah, i can take the night off. i need to get changed before we go out, though. if i’m going as an alien. ❜

[mcsaiccfmusesa]

@trickster-witha-kelbasa​ asked: (For Ella) "So your the one holding everything together around here" Gabriel says leaning on the counter "What is it you do? Forrensibopits or something" he says picking up a shoe Ella had been examining for trace evidence and dangling it for a moment before plopping it back down. "I'm Gabriel, Lucy's bro" he says grinning and popping a peice of candy in his mouth

Ella looks at the man, wide-eyed. Did she hold everything together? Had Lucifer said that? “Well, I’m definitely the girl with the answers,” she agrees with a smile before embracing him forcefully. “Oh hey! Another brother! He’s got almost as many as I do!” she laughs. She shakes her head as she goes back to her work. Picking up a pipette, she holds it out in demonstration. “Oh no, this isn’t bibbidi bobbidi boo, this is science,” she insists. She’ll leave the magic to the angels.