A/N: This was requested by an anon! I hope you all enjoy Satan Sunday <3 <3 Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I love you all so much! <3
The rain pelted your clothes as you sat on the curb outside your house. You weren’t sure where you were going to go. Your family had always been strict with their religion and their rules. You didn’t mean to upset them with your opinion. Apparently having an opinion was earned in your home. You realized this a little too late.
Tears streamed down your face as you sat in the rain. It didn’t matter what happened, you now had nowhere to live, nowhere to eat, and nowhere to bathe. This had to be one of the worst days of your life.
“Religion can be so complicated,” an unfamiliar voice uttered, as a tall man towered over you. His hair was blond and his eyes were blue. He was wearing jeans and a brown shirt with a green over shirt on top of it. “I broke too many rules once. My father kicked me out too.”
SPEAKING OF G’N’G i just finished this little animation! i referenced that little sequence that happens when you clear a course on super mario 3D because it was so damn cute–i’m considering this a WIP for now because i may do nicer lines and coloring!
A/N: This was requested by an anon! It’s based on the song Angel by The Weeknd! I hope you all enjoy this! I love you all so much! <3 <3
Lucifer picked your bloody body up from the floor, a frown etched onto his lips. How could you still be alive? You were much stronger than he thought. He knew this was because of him. They wanted to go after Lucifer, and instead of coming after him, they went after you.
He teleported to the bunker, knocking on the door. He knew this was the last place he should be, but he had no other options. He was thankful that Castiel decided to answer the door. At least Castiel was an angel and not a human. He could trust Castiel more than those cockroach humans.
“Lucifer what are you doing here,” Castiel asked, instantly on guard. His eyes quickly moved to you, worry washing over him. “Is that [Y/N]?” It was hard to tell because of all the blood and cuts on your body. He had heard talk of Lucifer finding a soul mate, but he didn’t actually believe it until now.
Lucifer: Brother, don’t make me do this.
Gabriel: No one makes us do anything.
Just had a thought.
Lucifer is clearly distraught here; there are tears in his eyes, his expression is full of loss, and his voice thick and small and wavering. He doesn’t want to kill Gabriel. But he’s indicating that Gabriel is giving him no choice, that Gabriel is making Lucifer kill him because Gabriel is trying to stop him.
Don’t make me do this.
And then Gabriel responds:
No one makes us do anything.
Let’s talk about the word placement here. No one makes us do anything. It always struck me as odd that Gabriel chose those words to say back to Lucifer. Kind of like… he was reminding him of something?
What if Gabriel was reminding Lucifer of something he told Gabriel pre-Fall? Lucifer was the first angel to openly display his free will in Heaven prior to getting expelled. Gabriel was a brother he was extremely close with, as evidenced by what Lucifer says to Gabriel:
“Don’t forget, you learned all your tricks from me, little brother.”
Maybe this was after Lucifer discovered that he would have to fight Michael the first time, when he discovered he was leaving his home for good. Maybe he turned to Gabriel right before Michael expelled him, as heartbroken and devastated as he appears in the GIF above, and told him:
“Just remember, Gabriel… No one makes us do anything. No one can make you do anything. You are your own mind.”
And Gabriel was just reminding him of that, trying to tap into the Lucifer that he remembered from Heaven, before he was sent to Hell, before the rest of it happened?
Before Lucifer was in the position where he had to kill his own brother, twice?
Ughh it’s early, I’m exhaustedHERE, HAVE SOME LUCIFER AND GABRIEL FEELS AND SUFFER WITH ME.
When you invite your friend over that you really fancy and they are acting all sexy and cute and everything. But you’re trying not to look at them and you’re being all like, “hmm this CD cover looks interesting, I’m totally not looking at you being all sexy and cute or I’ll dive on you.”
But your mate is all like, “GOD! I wish she would just dive on me! I’m being all sexy and cute and everything!”
A/N: Back from the grocery store so YAY! That was a fucking journey omg. However, I’m back home so I hope you all enjoy another installment of my Gabriel series! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated <3 I have a few requests left. I’ll be posting about something AMAZING today, probably after this! Anyway, to the fic! WHICH I MIGHT ADD, IS GOING TO BE GETTING EVEN BETTER AS WE GO ON!
The four men looked around the room. Blood covered almost every inch of the room. This nest was in a house that was in the middle of nowhere. Castiel counted the decapitated bodies that covered the floor. “There are twenty-five in this room alone,” Castiel informed them.
“Gabriel must be pissed if he took twenty-five vampires by himself,” Dean remarked kicking bodies out of his way.
Someone, help me. I’m in a dark room.
Balthazar and Castiel locked eyes.
Sam and Dean glanced at one another before glaring at the angels. Dean tapped their arms. “Is there something we should know,” Dean spoke, raising his voice.
“[Y/N] is alive, and Gabriel knows it too,” Castiel stated, his voice full of concern. “She prayed for help; she’s in a dark room.
“[Y/N]’s prayer isn’t going to make Gabriel any less furious,” Balthazar added. “We need to find him.”
“Agreed,” Castiel nodded, grabbing the Winchesters.
Gabriel set you down against the headboard of your bed. Gabriel snapped his fingers, a tray of tacos appearing on your lap. “Eat up [Y/N],” Gabriel smirked. He snapped his fingers once again, a cup of wine appearing on your tray. “Only the best for you sugar.”
Your cheeks flushed pink at the archangel. You quietly took a bite out of your taco, setting it down. Gabriel always knew just what you wanted. You finished a taco before you spoke, “Gabriel-.”
Gabriel put a finger against his lips. “We’ll talk after you get some rest,” Gabriel stated, his voice gentle. Gabriel could go on for the rest of eternity without talking about what happened. However, he knew you would eventually want to talk about what happened.
After you were done eating Gabriel snapped his fingers, the dirty dishes disappearing. You insisted on changing into your own clothes. Gabriel reluctantly allowed it, making sure he was there if you needed help. Sam and Dean were right, you were strong. You had the strongest will Gabriel had ever seen.