ok bye im leaving

nanika-67  asked:

IM SORRY BUT I SAW THAT ONE GIF OF YOURS WITH THE GUY STUMBLING AND GRABBING THE DUDE'S CROTCH. ALL I CAN IMAGINE IS GABRIEL RETELLING HOW HE CAME BACK TO LIFE AND HE JUST GOES "OH NO THY HAS STUMBLED CATCH ME" AND FALLS TOWARDS SAM AND PURPOSELY GRABS HIS CROTCH AND IM DYING MY SABRIEL IMAGINATION IS OUT OF CONTROL IM SORRY YOU ARE A GOOD CORGI GABRIEL FRIEND, OK IM LEAVING SORRY BYE

@nanika69 WELL NOW I NEED TO PUT SOME GIFS TOGETHER

So Gabe loves telling the story of how he came back to life. He tells it over and over. Sam indulges him, hell, he even finds it amusing, but he also secretly eye rolls every time Gabriel starts. Just a tiny eye roll though. Not even noticeable.

And the Archangel makes such a show of telling the story. Hands gesticulating as he paces the room, never sitting still when he tells it. 

“Yep, it was miraculous, fantastic, a thing to rival the Big Bang. I was gone, dead, finito, and then BOOM. There I was, standing outside your bedroom door.”

And Sam can’t help but laugh, raising his eyebrows, just sitting there waiting for Gabriel to get done telling the story again. He sets his beer aside, wondering what little detail Gabriel will embellish this time.

“It was almost like some kind of divine intervention, wasn’t it, Sam? Course, what we did that night really was divine.”

And by this time Dean is gagging from his chair in the corner. “No. Huh uh. Nope. Stop right there.”

“Shut it, Deano. You’re ruining our romantic reunion story.”

Sam laughs softly, almost letting his eye roll show at the two of them bickering. “Guys, knock it off.”

“Now, where was I? Ah yes…”

“So I try to make it to Samshine’s bed, but on the way I stumble. Of course I grab the biggest thing in the room to catch myself with, which is obviously Sam’s coc–”

“Dammit, Gabriel!” Dean yells, cutting the angel off. “Shut the hell up, nobody is even buying this story.”

That gets a little smirk out of Sam, a knowing glance between him and Gabe. Of all the times for Dean not to believe the story, it’s the one time the archangel was telling the truth. 

  • yuuri: can you please stop calling me pig, i have a name
  • yuri: yeah sure
  • yuuri: my name is yuuri nikiforov
  • yuri: no
  • yuuri: and you should call me mom
  • yuri: fuck
  • victor: yuri, watch your language. your dad does not approve
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During the seven months he and Eren have been together, Levi’s grown used to his boyfriend’s little quirks. He makes whistling little noises when he sleeps, not unlike a small cat, and physically cannot ingest hot foods or beverages. It has something to do with the atmospheric conditions on his home planet and thus the evolution of their species’ oral cavity, he’d explained once, but back then Levi had still been too perplexed by his long, sharp tongue to listen too carefully. In fact, Eren could live solely on lukewarm water and sunlight if he wanted to, but ever since settling on Earth he’d quickly developed a fondness for vegetables and fruits of all sorts.

“Hang on. So, if you don’t need food to survive,” Levi had said once while watching Eren gobble down a whole watermelon, peels and all, “does that mean you don’t poop either?”

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