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Gabriel & Sam
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A blog dedicated to all things Sam, Gabriel and Sabriel (Sam/Gabriel).
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fuckyeahsabriel-blog · 10 years ago
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One day I’ll decide which version of Lucifer’s wings I prefer.
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fuckyeahsabriel-blog · 10 years ago
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Hello, Are you still doing the 3k fic/drabble prompt? If yes, is Sabriel ok? Ive always pictured Sam growing old and when he passes away he and Gabriel share a small part of heaven next to Dean/Castiel. It would be interesting to see a day in the afterlife. Is this possible? Thank you!
Sam’s heaven was warm.
A buttery sun always hung low in a summer blue sky, sending off waves of comfortable, enveloping heat. The breeze smelled like lilacs and there was an endless beachfront, just the right depth for wading up to your calfs and letting the tide bury your feet in the wet sand.
That was how Sam spent most of his days, when he was alone.
He couldn’t count the number of daysweeksyears that passed before he spoke to someone again. Sam was content to play fetch with Bones and let himself sink deeper and deeper into the beach with every drag of water across his feet.
And then, and suddenly, there was a shoulder digging into the small of his back and Sam fell to his knees, the soft sand giving way to his collapse. He spun around awkwardly, tangling in his own limbs, until he was sitting flat in the water.
“Did you really think I’d let you have all this to yourself, big guy?”
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fuckyeahsabriel-blog · 10 years ago
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“Gabriel, for god’s sake, I am trying to read!”
“Don’t bring my dad into this.”
This was a comission for quakerlass uvu hope you like it
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fuckyeahsabriel-blog · 10 years ago
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Sam and Gabe’s
So i saw a post on her yesterday about an Italian Bistro called Sam and Gabes. 
So here:
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This is just a couple miles away from my house.
Based off this post.
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fuckyeahsabriel-blog · 10 years ago
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OMG there so many good ones to choose between, but I'm going with Sabriel + 35
Aah yeah. So many of those are amazing ;; Thank you Daniel! c: (Also, this became kinda nsfw and with D/S dynamics [Not that I am 100% sure about that]. It was not my intention at first… but yeah. Fair warning.)
35.“You heard me. Take. It. Off.” + Sabriel (AO3)
“You heard me. Take. It. Off.” Sam sat across the room, his eyes fixedon Gabriel as he stood in the door opening of their bedroom, his FBI suitdraped on his shoulders. If he was honest, it looked just a little bit ridiculous, with the sleeves coveringhis hands. The shirt reached his knees and oh.
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fuckyeahsabriel-blog · 10 years ago
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“Home” An illustration for In All Your Borrowed Finery.
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fuckyeahsabriel-blog · 10 years ago
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Sam and the Satellite I was drawing some obscure sabriel thing when Cecilia and the Satellite came on so yeah. Lyrics are from Cecilia and the Satellite by Andrew McMahon In The Wilderness.
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fuckyeahsabriel-blog · 10 years ago
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Putting on a Show
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Sam x Gabriel
Rating: Explicit
Words: 3,634
Summary:“Are you sure this is a good idea?” “Nope!” the older man practically sings from behind the camera, “I’m sure it’s a great idea; probably the best idea that I’ve ever had!” The camera jostles slightly as he speaks and the smile in his voice is blatantly obvious. “I’m leaving for a business trip in just a few days and I’ll miss my little gumdrop ” he teases. (SABRIEL PWP) Gabriel convinces Sam to make a sex tape.
http://archiveofourown.org/works/4085869
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11296242/1/Putting-on-a-Show
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fuckyeahsabriel-blog · 10 years ago
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GUYS I PUBLISHED MY FIRST FIC ON AO3
It’s a collaboration with littleblackneko that started out as a roleplay. We’re quite proud of it :) Sabriel high school AU, hope you enjoy!
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fuckyeahsabriel-blog · 10 years ago
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Remember that properly credited submissions of any form are welcome! <3 
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fuckyeahsabriel-blog · 10 years ago
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Hi! :) I've been looking absolutely everywhere for some Sabriel fic(s) with the following: - hurt Sam - protective Gabriel - possessive Gabriel - sick Sam - anything with angelic soul bonds or angel mojo, etc. If you could hook me up I would love you forever!!! <3 😘
any followers know of any fics that match these requests? i’m on mobile and away from home so I won’t be much help right now sorry!
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fuckyeahsabriel-blog · 10 years ago
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So i found a thing
And its amazing
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fuckyeahsabriel-blog · 10 years ago
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okay so @aria-lerendeair wanted me to post my thoughts for Sabriel Fluff Friday so….
jetpacking gabe! like if he has his head near Sam’s his crotch is like in the middle of his back, but if he lines his crotch up with Sam’s ass, he has his face in the middle of Sam’s back so it’s a no win, but Gabe just picks whichever one he feels like that night and Sam sighs and tries not to elbow him in the face or crotch and then, when Sam inevitable elbows him he tries to say “i told you so” but it turns out he actually did it REALLY hard and now he feels bad
or imagine them visiting Dean and getting stuck in the guest bed that is, of course, a twin sized so Sam takes the side by the wall because otherwise he’d have limbs falling off the bed all night and then it turns out, Gabe’s entire body falls out of the bed
poor Gabe, getting screwed over by Sam’s height. Like always having to adjust the shower head (“if you were a normal sized person, you could shower without needing to aim the spray halfway up the wall”) or always having to sit in the back of the theater (I’m not going to block anyone’s view, Gabe, that’s rude")
but it also means he can make Sam put away the fancy dishes they keep on the top shelf and clean all the high places in their house. and it also means that Sam sprung for a HUGE tub, and of course, the obvious fact that Sam can throw him around, pin him down and fuck him up against a wall, so that’s good
now I’m imagining Gabe on their wedding night INSISTING that he be allowed to carry Sam over the threshold and Sam claimed he couldn’t do it, so of course, he HAS to prove the new hubby wrong. And he does okay for the few steps TO the door but then he realizes he didn’t think about how to get Sam’s tall frame THROUGH the door, so he has to turn and kinda shuffle sideways through the door and that was so NOT how he wanted that to go, but Sam just giggles and kisses him
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fuckyeahsabriel-blog · 10 years ago
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five dollar footlong
five dollar footlong is not necessarily the title of this small work, just the phrase that inspired it.  
The guy describing himself to Sam seemed ok. He was clean, had a steady job and couldn’t flake on the rent, and he was an artist so he’d spent a lot of his time in his room. He even threw in enough little not-so-nice details that made it obvious he wasn’t too good to be true. It was perfect.
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“You’re a hooker in your spare time,” Sam said flatly.
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fuckyeahsabriel-blog · 10 years ago
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And since you did bring up it being a filthy job, is filth on the table here?
“On the table?” Gabriel echoed.
Sam’s shiny-slick fingers were already inside his body. 
“On the table,” Sam growled, breath hitching, “or the kitchen bench, or the back of the fucking sofa, or the war room desk, or the—shit—” 
Sam’s back arched off the table, one long hungry line of gorgeous skin and hard muscle that Gabriel was going to sink his teeth into any second now.
“… or upside down on the bookshelf for all I care, Gabriel, just get over here and get inside me, would you?”
And okay, so Gabriel was a little thrown by the ten foot of aggressive, forthright moose that was apparently hiding behind all that hair, but never let it be said he was the kind of guy who couldn’t think on his feet in a crisis.
He stepped forward, and pinned Sam’s straining knees to the edge of the table, nice and wide.
“Why,” he murmured, sliding one hand up inside one magnificent thigh, “did I ever think,” leaning down to breathe along the skin between hip and thigh, “for one fleeting teeny glimpse of a moment,” sliding his mouth down towards where Sam’s fingers were working hard, “that you were the innocent Winchester?”
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fuckyeahsabriel-blog · 10 years ago
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Clueless Dean is my favorite Dean. 
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fuckyeahsabriel-blog · 10 years ago
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This will be posted on AO3 later when it’s not very late at night. enjoy! 
Gabriel had tried to pick up Sam so many times that Sam wasn’t even sure if he still wanted into Sam’s pants. It was more a case of Gabriel trying desperately to fluster Sam. Like all the weirdest and most uncomfortable things in Sam’s life, including Sam’s life itself, it started with Sam covered in blood and screaming at the top of his lungs.
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