#redacted asmr gabe

[hhoneyglasss]

everybody wish a v happy father’s day to gabe shaw

and i wish a NOT v happy father’s day to colm greer. all my homies hate colm greer

[dramaticpeony]

Personal headcanon that Gabe met his mate (David's mother) during a security gig.

He and Gregory were 20 something roommates living in a cramped apartment in the shittier parts of Dahlia.

Surviving on ramen and cigarettes and cheap beer.Talking about their future packs and the territory they would claim one day.

But the money was tight, so when a listing for shifter bodyguards popped up (with pay neither of them had seen in their lives), they sign up right away.

I imagine it's on the east cost. The gig concerns the daughter of some old pack. The alphas daughter to be exact. And they're like ancient; they could trace their lineage back to the 1400s.

And their employer, the Alpha, makes his views about them, and where they land in the hierarchy very clear. They are runts who are there for only one thing; keeping an eye on his sickly daughter. No talking, no fraternizing and the pay would be theirs. Plus a little extra, if the Alpha felt like it.

Gabe and Greg grit their teeth through the whole speech. Trying not to sneer at the words "runt" and "pup". They make it out of the assholes office without punching him.

Gabe expects his daughter to be just like him. Haughty and insufferable, despite her weak disposition.

And she is, except not in the way he imagined.

She tried to run away. He finds her on the snow covered ground on Christmas eve.

She bares her teeth at him, hair a mess, white silk gown torn, blending with the snow. She spats something-insults or threats maybe, he cannot tell- and he mesmerized by the sound of her voice.

The glint in her eyes makes him go wild, the scent of her perfume and anger mixed in the air makes him dizzy.

And then... then she shifts.

And her wolf form is unlike anything he's ever seen. Smaller yes, but lean. Her movements are elegant. Her jet black fur shines, reflecting the moonlight.

One look at him and she turns dashing into the woods of the giant property, disappearing in the darkness.

And Gabe stays there for a second slack jawed. Still reeling from it all, his wolf right beneath his skin, screaming at him to follow her.

And then it hits him:

Gabriel Shaw is in love.

Gabriel Shaw is about to lose his job.

[crysoon]

but how many kids did gabe shaw had to sign permission forms for

[kaci056]

Gabe: You're surprisingly mature for a teenager.

Darlin: Thanks, it's the trauma

[latenightsleeper]

When Gabe saw those eyes, his heart broke and his core felt heavy, no one that young should look so…tired

More under cut!

[sacredtime]

Ok so I want to say Gabe was cremated even though it’s more than likely he was just buried but-

David gets handed the small urn of his dads ashes for safe keeping until the funeral can be situated.

Him crying in the passengers seat silently as Asher drives the two of them back to their apartment. One arm secured around the urn and his free hand white knuckleing the handle as he tries not to have a panic and grief induced meltdown.

Marie and milo being there waiting for them to return and the instant David walks in and puts his dad down Marie envelops him in a hug and comforts him like her own child. For the first time in his life he’s alone, no one to look up to or guide him or comfort him during his grief.

David having to sit through meeting with the older members before his status became official listening to them debate his funeral processions and how Gabe should be honoured. David worn down by grief, not feeling worthy enough to be considered his replacement just wanting to wither away and cry.

Even better: David has to sit through meetings and justify why he should be the one to take the role as alpha in the pack trying his best to be bold and confident like he was ready before he really was.

Not being able to pass his dads house even in present day without remembering the day he brought the ashes home.

Being the one to lower the urn into the ground as other watched pityingly feeling all the guilt crash and suffocate him at once yet he tried to remain as stoic as possible.

Now in light hearted yet bitter note what I imagine his mothers grave to look like:

I imagine certain cemeteries are designed for the empowered community in mind so that they’d be able to grieve in peace without breaking covert and in turn the families have more control on what they do with the plots of their deceased family/community members.

When David’s mom first get sick and the outcome wasn’t looking positive Gabe took most of the responsibility for preparing her passing so she could spend as much time with David and not worrying about her death.

His mother, and subsequently Gabe’s, plot is more secluded from the other plots in the cemetery. Not long after his mothers death Gabe planted various flowers around her grave and headstone.

I like to imagine that her headstone is more of a statuette type thing and he planted honeysuckle (I think that’s Her favourite?) and it ended up climbing it and growing strong. At the point of Gabes death it’s spread and covering the grave.

David and angel regularly visit and tend the impromptu garden. It’s a amazing site to others and they claim they regularly feel a presence watching them warmly.

The grave is worn down and her name is covered by the honeysuckle the only way they found the family name was the addition of Gabes grave.

The setting of his mothers grave is set perfectly that it has like the halo of the sun and despite the dreary atmosphere of the graveyard it feels angelic and mystical despite being a empowered graveyard.

[milossweetheart]

As I’ve said before,I think Colm Greer is a acts of service man and I’m gonna write a little fic about why I think that.

Marie and Colm were in their bedroom,Marie is in a chair and Colm is sitting on the ground. “Where the hell does this go?” He mutters,to stubborn to read any instructions for the crib.

“Why don’t you let me help you?” Marie asks from the chair she was banished to.

“No,no,you stay. I’ve got it. You just rest.” Colm picks up one of the wood peices.

“Why don’t you just read the instructions,Colm?” Marie holds up the instruction manual.

“I know what I’m doing.” Colm lies,obviously not knowing what the hell he’s doing.

“I can call Gabe and try and get his help.” Marie offers.

“I’ve got it…..I think.” He gets up and takes a step back. The crib is wobbling and only has three legs.

Marie’s trying not to laugh at the pathetic crib.

Colm takes the instructions and sits back down on the ground. He flicks through the manual,muttering about how ‘he didn’t know where he went wrong with it’.

“The thing only has three legs,dear.” Marie says,gesturing to the frankin-crib he created.

“Does it really need four legs?”

“Do you want our son to sleep in a over glorified death trap?”

“…..No.” Colm looks at his work. “Call Gabe.” He mutters.

“I’m sorry,what?” Marie pretended she couldn’t hear him.

“Call Gabe,he can help me.”

Marie gets up and dials Gabe. “Thank you,dear. Love you.” She says to Colm.

“Yeah,yeah,whatever… I love you too,sweetheart.”

[lwdsial]

redacted fandom is so screwed bcz how does a fictional man say “i love you too dad” or “my eyes were brown” and everyone loses their shit 😭😭

[soulwhisp]

Guys listen i cracked the code

The reason why both Darlin and David were the ones busting it down sexual style in the club during sam's HBS is because the two of them were THOSE kids who got super competitive playing Just Dance with their friends

[im-coolrat]

“I love you too, dad.”

[sheawritesstuff]

Meeting the Alpha

[Gabriel Shaw and David x Angel]

[Meet the parents Fluff - 1391 words]

[Little bit of a twist ending ;p enjoy]

“Alright, Angel. How are you feeling? You ready?” David asked, putting the car in park. Angel fidgeted nervously in their seat and stared out the window. Their attention darted rapidly between the big, rustic house in front of them and their own shaking hands. 

“What if he doesn’t like me?” Their voice was uncharacteristically quiet and almost shaky. “What if I fuck it up? Davey I- “ David cut them off with a gentle grip of their hand. They finally turned to look at him, mouth tugged down in a frown. He held their hand firmly and took a dramatically slow, deep breath. They followed suit, filling their lungs with air and breathing out their worry. 

“He’s going to love you, Angel. I promise,” David said, soft and genuine. “It’s going to be ok, it’s just my dad.” Angel nodded, still breathing deeply. They squeezed their boyfriend’s hand and forced a smile. 

“I think I’m ready now.” They said it more to themself than to him. David kissed them once before the two of them hefted themselves up and out of the car. The wolf came to their side and looped their arms together, keeping them nice and close. They walked together to the front door, waited a moment for a few more deep breaths, and David knocked firmly on the thick wooden door. 

A moment later the door opened, revealing the man of the hour. If Angel thought David was big, Gabe was gigantic. He was at least three inches taller and almost as wide as his son, but not quite as muscular. Angel stared up at him, eyes wide and mouth hanging open slightly.

“Well hey! You must be the little Angel I’ve heard so much about,” Gabe declared. He spread his arms, a bright smile plastered across his face, then paused. “Wait, can I- do… do you do hugs?” He pulled his arms back toward his body awkwardly as he questioned the forwardness of his action. 

Angel giggled at him and opened their arms too. They nestled against his chest in a firm, familiar hug. They both sighed, relaxing in their shared embrace as the mutual nervousness faded. They pulled away and found David standing off to the side, arms folded across his chest. 

“Aw, Davey, are you feeling left out? C’mere baby,” Angel teased, approaching him arms first. David groaned, but hugged them back, running his hand over their back. Gabe took the opportunity to ruffle David’s hair, wasting the agonizing half-hour he put into perfecting it. The beta scrunched his eyebrows together and huffed at his father. 

“I did not come here to be ambushed,” he complained, pushing his mate away from him. He turned back toward the door, quickly trying to tidy up his hair. “Are you gonna let us in or not, old man?” David’s grin gave away the fact his dismay was all for show. Gabe rolled his eyes, still smiling wide. He motioned toward the door with both arms and bowed slightly. 

“After you, Davey,” Gabe remarked, stepping inside behind them and closing the door. David mirrored his elder and rolled his eyes. The trio entered the front room of the house together. Angel openly gawked at the gorgeous childhood home of their lover. 

“Dinner is on the table if you two are ready.” 

The dining table was huge, stretching about as far as one end of Angel’s apartment to the other. It was bare, though, save for three neatly arranged placemats on one end with a variety of dishes scattered around them. David led his mate to their seat and pulled the chair out for them. He sat across from them, leaving the head of the table empty for the alpha. 

“Wow.” Angel stared at the feast in front of them. “It looks amazing, Gabe.” 

“It’s crazy, huh. Some people cook and eat actual food,” David joked as he scooped a spoonful of potatoes onto his plate. Gabe half-heartedly swatted at the back of his son’s head. 

“Be nice. You weren’t always the healthiest eater either, y’know.” The older wolf turned to Angel with a smile. “You would not believe how hard it was to convince this boy to eat his vegetables. When he was still a tiny little thing he-”  David covered his face with his hands and groaned. The tips of his ears were bright red as he listened to the retelling of his childhood stubbornness. 

“-and he wouldn’t even look at anything green unless I bribed him with some sort of treat until he was damn near 15,” Gabe laughed and glanced toward the man sitting next to him. David still had his head bowed down in embarrassment, but he had uncovered in face in the interest of actually eating his dinner. “Your mama would be so proud of you,” Gabe said softly. 

David perked his head up and stared at his father, surprise clear on his face. Gabe smiled at him and patted his shoulder with a nod. He turned back to Angel with the same kind grin. “She would love you too, Angel. You’re sweet like she was. I think you two would’ve gotten along well.” His voice was quiet and filled with a fond nostalgia. “You picked well, David.

David stopped eating for a moment, just pushing the food around on his plate as he searched for the right words. He looked across the table and met his partner’s eyes for a moment. He smiled back at them and sighed. 

“Yeah, I did, didn’t I.” 

The rest of the evening was filled with good food, laughter, and a plethora of embarrassing childhood stories. As the couple finished their food, Gabe stood to take their plates to the kitchen. Angel peered across the table with a smile painted on their face. 

“I think he likes me,” they sighed. David laughed and pushed himself up from the table. He came around to the other side and draped himself over the top of their chair. A kiss to the top of the head accompanied a soft squeeze to their shoulders. 

“He loves you, Angel. Just like I said he would.” He tilted their head up and kissed their forehead. “But I’m afraid if we don’t leave soon he’ll end up liking you more than me. And we can’t have that, can we?” They giggled and shook their head. He pulled their chair out to give them room to stand as Gabe reentered the dining room. 

“You two heading out?” David nodded and replaced the chair.

“It was really great getting to meet you, Gabe,” Angel piped up. Gabe smiled down at them. His smile had been almost permanently painted on his face since they arrived, but it never seemed any less genuine. 

“It was lovely meeting you too, Angel. Don’t be a stranger, ok?” He leaned down to hug them again and they happily returned it. He patted them on the back as he pulled away. David hugged him too, but it lingered a little longer as he reveled in the moment. 

“I love you, Dad.”

“I love you too, David. Drive safe, alright?” David nodded as he turned to open the door. 

“Always.”

Gabe stood on the porch as he watched them get back into their car. Angel let out a long, low sigh as they sat down. David turned the key with a hum and turned to face his mate. They smiled at him before waving out the window as they pulled out of the driveway. They leaned across the seat to plant a quick kiss to David’s cheek-

The feeling of gentle kisses scattered across David’s face pulled him back to reality. His eyes opened just enough to peer up at his mate on top of him, waking him up “the romantic way”. He smiled softly as the warmth of sleep ebbed away. Angel kissed the tip of his nose and pulled away just enough to make proper eye contact. 

“Good morning, Davey,” they said, voice still hoarse from sleep. “Did you have a good dream?” David tucked their hair behind their ear and smiled as his core thrummed solid in his chest. He stared up at them, admiring the beauty before him for a long, silent moment. 

“Yes, I did.” He pressed a soft kiss to their lips. “I had a very good dream, Angel.” 

[hhoneyglasss]

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Redacted Audio uploaded: Audio RP | Your Stubborn Wolf Mate Has Something Important to Tell You [A4M]

[heartsofhounds]

Oooo more sketches of our big bad alpha with a big bad attitude? Yes yes yes yes-

[idontwantmyfriendstofindit]

Fooliverse!David is just canon David before Gabe died

[eatpastaandrunfast69]

i need a fanfic where Gabe is alive and healthy and David introduces Angel to him and like maybe its at a pack meeting and ppl and side eyeing Angel and are all 'why did David pick an unempowered mate that so like not cool fr' or smth and Gabes like 'fuck you shut up theyre perfect for each other' and happily ever after

[sacredtime]

Headcannon: Gabe has a pretty bland closet similar in style to David but more refined and fitting of a middle aged man but has an outfit that doesn’t fit his style at all. It’s the ultimate dad outfit, absolutely reeks of dad energy you know he’s a dad. He’d mostly wear it to pack gatherings/outings, casual school events. All young pack members at the time, especially David would recoil in embarrassment when they were seen with him in this attire. He’d also mix and match them with his regular attire to pick up any of the children, especially if it was because they got in shit