#trickstergabriel

[archangelswing]

Just wantes to leave this here, big big thanks to @elria1211 for making this piece of art ♡

[archangelswing]

In my opinion Loki and Gabriel have a lot in common, but during their life, they went down different ways of the same road, one leading Loki, becoming a reckless trickster; Gabriel following the other, shaping him into the angel he is today. I hope you guys like my edit for this #TricksterMonday :3 If you have suggestions or critique, please let me know in the comments down below 💛 --- #spn #spnfamily #supernatural #deanwinchester #samwinchester #teamfreewill #castiel #gabriel #angels #archangel #archangelgabriel #supernaturalgabriel #trickster #trickstergabriel #richardspeightjr #richardspeight #richardspeightjredit #edit #angeledit #spnloki #loki #gabrielvsloki #season13 #alwayskeepfighting #carryonmywaywardson https://www.instagram.com/p/Bx-6DZEIZd8/?igshid=mxi0n505j13m

[archangelswing]

“Angels with silver wings Shouldn’t know suffering I wish I could take the pain for you

If God has a master plan That only He understands I hope it’s your eyes He’s seeing through”

- ‘Precious’ by Depeche Mode

Thank you so much irbisty for this lovely fanart, I’m literally dying this is so perfect uwu — https://www.instagram.com/p/B1wP7FoogBL/?igshid=1leo2t2vhi9ac

[archangelswing]

My edit for this #TricksterMonday 💛 Lyrics taken from "Lights" by Phantogram Hope you guys like it ♡

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[archangelswing]

Happy #TricksterMonday you guys! Hope you like this mondays edit :3

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[archangelswing]

Another edit for #TricksterMonday Hope you guys like it ❤ --- #spn #spnfamily #supernatural #deanwinchester #samwinchester #teamfreewill #castiel #gabriel #angels #archangel #archangelgabriel #supernaturalgabriel #trickster #trickstergabriel #richardspeightjr #richardspeight #richardspeightjredit #edit #angeledit #rededit #red #fight #quote #spnquotes #gabrielquotes #alwayskeepfighting #carryonmywaywardson https://www.instagram.com/p/BxsYzz6IW3L/?igshid=1og5g487jqln0

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Trying something new with my key necklaces. #supernatural #mysteryspot #spnfamily #spn #trickstergabriel #mycrzyart #resinjewelry #resinart https://www.instagram.com/p/B3kWW8AFzIF/?igshid=y6c683drasxj

[demonminnion3-blog]

Genesis 6.2 ... Part 6

Pairing: Gabriel x OFC  

Christine agrees to a night out on the town, but something happens.

basic summary of story: Gabriel never thought what went down with a few lowly angels in the old days would ever happen to him. But what happens when during his hiding (after he had convinced heaven he was finally dead) a particular theology student at Trinity West University catches his interest… and she isn’t exactly overjoyed at the new attention.

“Girl, why don’t you ever go out?” Sarah whined as she put away her lab work.

It had been a week since Gabriel had snuck into her bedroom, and thankfully he hadn’t pulled anything like it again. It was the following weekend, and Christine was not looking forward to going home for once.

“You know going out isn’t really my thing.” She countered casually, gathering up her own paper work.

“It’s Saturday night Chris! Come on. Just this once, come to Rovers with me.” Sarah begged.

“Rovers?” Christine wrinkled her nose. “That seedy bar down on Maple street?”

“That’s the one.” Sarah smirked. “You’ve got no excuse here Chris. Your lab work is finished, and you already told me you finished your homework. You’re free as a bird tonight. Come on!”

Chris bit her lip in contemplation. She had never really been out before. She wasn’t much of a drinker, or a people person at all for that matter. How much fun could she really have? A night with Molly and Netflix sounded like the ticket… but a night without the feathered pain in the ass sounded even better. Chris looked over to her friend who was practically pulling a full blown puppy dog eyes assault on her. She let out a groan and threw her hands up. “Fine… but I’m not changing out of my jeans and t-shirt.” She said stubbornly.

Sarah did a mini touchdown dance in victory, making Chris giggle though her stoic pout.

Rovers bar was a dank little hole in the wall place that most every Trinity West student flocked to at least once a week. An tv and a couple of pool tables was all it took to keep the kids occupied until last call.

Christine sat uncomfortably at the bar, a little dish of peanuts sitting in front of her completely untouched. She watched Sarah flirt shamelessly with some senior frat boys at one of the pool tables. She almost seemed an expert the way she strung the guys along with her big doe eyes and fake laughter. Chris really wasn’t surprised she had gotten ditched. She wasn’t lying when she said that going out just wasn’t her thing. Writing an eight page long research essays seem easier and less daunting then small talk.

“Well hello beautiful.” An unfamiliar voice greeted from behind her. She pivoted around a little in her stood and met the guy with an unfriendly glare… which did nothing to deter him. He was a smug looking frat boy who couldn’t have been older than a sophomore. He wore a nasty smirk on his face and held a bear in one hand. He honestly seemed the very definition of a cassis meat headed horn dog kinda guy. He leaned an elbow on the bar a bit too close for Christie’s liking. “Haven’t seen you around here before. And I’d remember a face like yours.” Christine rolled her eyes popped a few peanuts in her mouth.

“You have no idea how that laying it on thick act really does it for me.” She shot dryly.

“Aw come on babe-”

“And you can loose the pet names while you’re at it.”

“Bitch it is then.” He growled to himself before pushing off the bar and stomping away. Christine inwardly grinned to herself at her success. But the celebration was short lived.

“Cutting them strait to the heart sugar. That’s my girl.” That voice. Of cores he’d find her. Christine spun fully around to see Gabriel with a please smile on his face. “Why didn’t you tell me you were going out?” He snapped his fingers and two pina coladas appeared on the bar in front of her.

“Gee, I wonder why I didn’t tell my angelic, super stalker I was going out.” She grinned sarcastically. “It was a last minute thing. Sarah made me.” Christine gestured to her friend at the pool tables.

“Remind me to thank her.” He said happily, sipping at his drink.

“I can’t believe I even came here. This is so not my kinda thing. I could be home right now doing something productive.” She ranted, stirring the straw in her own drink.

Gabriel just stared at her with a quirked brow, thinking back to that kid Greg he had met at the same bar. “You need a hard drink or an orgasm worst than anybody Iv ever met. And Iv met a lot of people.”

“Excuse me?” She snapped, the blush on her face practically reaching her ears.

“I mean seriously. You’re a college student, it’s Saturday night, and you’d rathe be at home with your cat.”

“Im mature for my age.” She defended.

“Mature? Yeah… like 23 going on 50.”

Christine glared at him before rubbing her tiered eyes with her fingers. “I just… I really don’t enjoy this scene. I mean the trash music and the meat headed students…”

“Not smart enough to talk to?”

“I didn’t say that! I’m just… I find it hard to find anything to relate to. It’s difficult talking to them.”

“Do you find it hard talking to me?” He asked.

Christine looked at him with a tiered expression. The evening had stressed her enough that she didn’t feel like having  that particular conversation.

“I’m going home, Gabriel. Goodnight.” She scooted herself off her stool, and Gabe watcher her as she made her way out the front door.

The night was hot and quiet. The music from inside the bar was muffled out in the dimly lit parking lot. Christine did her very best to ignore the nagging voice of her inner thoughts as they repeated an unspoken/unwanted a answer. It was way to easy to talk to Gabe. For what ever reason, between the arguing and quips between them, the banter was surprisingly comfortable. But she could never give him the satisfaction of telling him so.

Christine fumbled in her purse to find the keys to her moped when an arm seized around her front, pulling her slush to its owner, and a hand came down hard over her mouth. “Don’t scream.” He warned. The voice belonged to the sophomore from before. “You’re gonna do exactly what I say or I’m going to hurt you very very-”

“Christine!” She heard Gabriel shout from somewhere close by. Before Gabriel could jump into action, he watched as Christine step around her attacker, causing him to stumble just long enough for her to whip out a can of mace and spray him strait in the eyes. When the can was empty, she drove it into his face. The guy fell to the grown with a cry. He held his swollen face an bleeding nose, wailing to himself.

Christine was breathing heavily, her bloody can of mace still fisted in her hand. She looked up to see a bewildered looking Gabriel watching her in amazement.

“Don’t just stand there. Call the cops.” She snapped.