First time drawing non-chibi sort-of-Sabriel (and of course it’s genderbend). I honestly can’t believe it took me so long to draw Gabriel properly I mean, wings. Mother. Fricking. Wings. 6 of them. wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiings
This goes dedicated to dealingwithatrickster, who shared her amazing wing headcanons with me and practically made me ship the thing. So hey guess what, I DREW THE THING.
More stuff in the works, and definitely more Sabriel.
W I I I I I I N G S
some butts from tonight’s stream
Sometimes his thoughts became too much, regrets grew upon the dwelling of memories. The whiskey eyed archangel repressed what he could but eventually the dam would crack. During such a time Gabriel would search out his hunter, appearing silently behind Sam. He’d wrap himself around Sam while hovering a few inches above the ground because he could.
Some Sabriel and Sam things I doodled today
At the request of the very-lovely MelodramaticSalad, here is the Sabriel Sunday fic I did during Drawsshits’ stream this evening!
Prompt: Ice Cream Sunday Sabriel
Prompt Submitter/Provider: Melodramatic Salad
Title: Sabriel Sundae
Word Count: 679
Rating: Mature (Probably)
Pairing: Sam WinchesterxGabriel, Sabriel
Summary: For Gabriel’s “birthday” Sam gives the archangel the green light to do whatever he wants to him….within reason.
Authors Note: Warning for Food Kink (no food lube though) and restraints. Both willing, discussed before-hand. Also, completely gratuitous use of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream flavours.
Supernatural is subliminally homosexual.
A work in progress!
God! Gabriel wings are so fucking hugeeee ಥ‿ಥ (to much feathers… why…)
But I’m going to work hard in this, I wanted a nice destiel/sabriel walpaper for my desktop (▰˘◡˘▰) wish me luck (because I’m veeeery lazy) XD
I’m sort of obsessed with a Sabriel au where Gabriel is an Indiana Jones-esque archeology professor and Sam is one of his students. At first Sam would be really unenthusiastic about the trip but nobody else had volunteered and he needed the extra credit so he went. Later though, he and professor Milton would have some kind of swashbuckling adventure and he’d end up loving it.
And you know small tent, big scary jungle… one thing would lead to another…