Posts tagged "gabriel"
Asker Anonymous Asks:
dean amock seems like something gabe would do soo much
flutiebear flutiebear Said:

Or Loki — which at this point might be a more likely bet.

Either way, we’d finally get Speight back on SPN, which totally down for.

Behold: The only reason I am sorry I will be missing PAX.

(via destieliscanon)

toxicqueen:

Look who’s on the set of SPN 8.5

OH MY GOD

OH MY GOD

LET THIS IMAGE BE A SPOILER

PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF CHUCK

LET THIS BE A SPOILER

(via alloftheyaois)

  • Gabe: So Sam let me take you to Ruby Tuesdays
  • Gabe: It has your favorite two things in the name right
  • Sam: Not funny
Asker Anonymous Asks:
songsofthestars[.]tumblr[.]com/post/2937253110/why-i-ship-sam-gabriel - It's a good explaination of why a lot of people like/enjoy Sabriel
flutiebear flutiebear Said:

Thanks, nonny!

I admit, until I read that post, I never really understood where all the Sabriel shipping in the SPN fandom came from. Sure, Sam and Gabe had a few good episodes together, but I never really saw any real above-and-beyond connection between them, and I certainly never noticed the parallel between their character arcs. It’s a good read, y’all. Go check it out.

Followers, I encourage you to go check it out — it’s an interesting take on a relationship I never really quite

they-call-me-gabe:

<my favorite>

Oh Dick Speight, c’mere and just lemme love you already.

stayshotguntillthedayidie:

how much do they actually know about the fandom?

HOLY HELL SHUT THE FRONT DOOR

unicornempire:

“You use the pointy end.” - Gabriel teaching Cas how to fight (little bb angel Cas xD He was the short one once, surely!) 

“Chase what scares you,” he snickers,
His scimitar smirk decoding all my secrets—
Especially the ones I haven’t yet discovered for myself.
Then he laughs
Just like an older brother:
Warm and cruel.

“Everything scares me,” I lie.
Brothers are a merciless sort, don’t you know?
They bestow scars where your feathers never grew in;
They calcify your weak spots into destinies.  They never relent.

His eyes crinkle anyway.
“So use the pointy end.”
When he runs a finger along the edge, I hate him.
So sure of where his finger ends,
And where the blade begins.

“You were meant for great things,” I sigh.
He thinks I’m insulting him. Maybe I am.
Nobody breaks you like a brother.