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Sam, Dean, Gabriel, Cas and Y/n around a campfire making smores.

Cas: *tosses marshmallow into fire*

Y/n: Oh my god, Cas, what the hell.

Cas: *shrugs and watches the fire intently, waiting for his marshmallow*

Dean: I’ll show you how to do it, Cas.

Dean: *shoves stick with marshmallow on it into fire*

Sam: You’re gonna burn it! You have to get it golden brown!

Sam: *attempts to grab Dean’s stick, fails, and goes to get his own*

Gabriel: *side-eyes everyone and creates his own perfect smores, popping it into his mouth*

Sam, Dean, Gabriel, Cas and Y/n around a campfire making smores.

Cas: *tosses marshmallow into fire*

Y/n: Oh my god, Cas, what the hell.

Cas: *shrugs and watches the fire intently, waiting for his marshmallow*

Dean: I’ll show you how to do it, Cas.

Dean: *shoves stick with marshmallow on it into fire*

Sam: You’re gonna burn it! You have to get it golden brown!

Sam: *attempts to grab Dean’s stick, fails, and goes to get his own*

Gabriel: *side-eyes everyone and creates his own perfect smores, popping it into his mouth*

baritonechick:

baritonechick:

Q&A Vid??

So I have a Q&A I was supposed to record like over a year ago… since I just hit 1700 followers, anybody have any questions they want to add?

I promise I’ll film it sometime soon actually this time…. oops.

Oh and please send questions to my inbox, thank you! 🙂

Also, go as personal and specific as you want. I got dis 😉

baritonechick:

Uncle Gabe and Aunt Y/n

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A/N: Because the writers missed out on a huge chance for some Uncle Gabriel bonding moments 😭

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Knock. Knock.

You groan. It’s too early for the Winchesters to be needing you. The form of a body next to you shifts, wrapping an arm around your torso.

Gabriel sighs into the crook of your neck, muttering a quiet “Make them go away”.

Normally, you’d agree and tell the boys to shoo but normally they would never wake you up unless it was something important. 

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Bless Those Rains

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authoressskr:

Characters: Reader (F, Non-descriptive), Gabriel, Castiel, Dean, Sam, Jack Kline   ::   Warnings: Language, Tiniest Bit of Angst (If You Squint Real Hard), Nothing Descriptive About Either Hunts in the Text   ::   Word Count: 1905

This was written for @nobodys-baby-now’s Favorite Song Challenge! I’d also like to give her A VERY HAPPY ALMOST BIRTHDAY SHOUTOUT! Love you boo.

Prompt: Africa by Toto & Gabriel x Reader

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Why. Does. She. Keep. Doing. That?!

Gabriel groans internally as the hunter across from him twirls a piece of hair and nibbles on the end of her pen while she scans the giant text before her.

But it wasn’t the hair twirling. Or even the pen biting.

It was how actively she was ignoring him.

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Man, characterization is, without a doubt, your strong suit. Everytime you write something I can see and hear each character doing exactly what you write, it’s amazing Shelly.

Thanks for writing for my challenge, and for wishing me a happy birthday 🙂 🖤

I thought the exact same thing, holy crap. The characters are so on point it’s insane!