The Impala Diaries

Hello friends!

Yes, you read that correctly! Your one stop shop for all things Sabriel is looking for a couple new mods to join our team!

What are we looking for:

- age 18 or older

- active on tumblr

- Love Sabriel

- can read 1-2 Sabriel fics a week.

That’s it!

Do you think you have what it takes to join the team?

Please fill out our application here:

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Bad, Bad Men, The Bookie

It’s August which means BACK TO SCHOOL! Gabriel may not be big on back to school stuff, but there are some things he likes. Parties! There are back to school parties, right?

You know, now that we think about it, there’s really not much Gabe would like about back to school. So let’s make it a super dupes month for him by writing him some great stories using this month’s prompts. But first, the Rules. Because school has rules!

Your creation has to feature Gabriel in some major way

The prompts are here to inspire you!  However, if you find yourself particularly inspired by the dialogue prompt, you have to use that one word for word.  Any of the others can be used more abstractly.

When you post your creation, make sure you tag the mods so they can share your creation here on the blog.  @gabriel-monthly-challenge, @archangelgabriellives, @archangel-with-a-shotgun, @archangelsanonymous, @ttttrickster, @warlockwriter, and @revwinchester all await your work with bated breath.

These prompts expire at 11:59 PM on August 31, whatever that means for your time zone.

Now peek under the cut for those prompts!

“Gabriel, okay? They call me Gabriel.”

After receiving some feedback and specific requests over the last several months regarding story tags, I am deleting my taglist  as of July 1st and starting from scratch with a new tag system.  Any fics posted before then will continue to use the old tagging system.  

To be added:  

Check out the lists (below the cut) 

Comment / send an Ask with which ones you want to be on

To be removed: 

Let me know you’re not interested

Do nothing.  Anyone I don’t hear from will be removed, no hard feelings :)

Because tags are still not reliable, anyone currently on a tag list will get tagged 2 more times if not heard from.

Please read category descriptions carefully.  I am not responsible for unwanted tags if you don’t look at what you’re signing up for.  

You must be 18+ to be tagged.

Alternates to being tagged: follow @rabbit-writes (my fic only blog) and turn on notifications.  

Lists are below the cut.  If something’s not clear, please feel free to ask!

Title: On His Side

Pairing: Reader x Sam

Word Count: 3,133

Warnings: Canonical torture

Summary: Unknown to her and Dean, Sam sacrifices himself to save the reader from a grisly death at Rowena’s hands.

A/N: This is part twelve of the The Switch series! Please enjoy, and leave feedback!

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Sam had expected that Rowena would take him as soon as he stepped outside of the bunker’s heavy front door. Instead, however, he found himself in the company of several witches he’d never met before. All of them wore black and when they stepped out of the shadows, his heart leapt into his throat.

You’re doing this to protect Y/N, he reminded himself, swallowing thickly as he took a step backwards towards the bunker door. You’ve faced worse than a couple witches and Dean will find you soon.

Unable to fight back, Sam quickly found himself both physically and mentally incapacitated by various spells. The Latin words swam in his foggy mind as he tried to figure out what they had done to him, but it was no use. His senses were shutting down because of the curse, and he could barely focus as the witches loaded him into the bed of a pickup truck, ignoring the heavy thunk of his head against the metal.

“Sleep tight, Sam Winchester,” the tallest witch crooned. The other three chuckled before one of them slammed the tailgate closed. “Amanda will be so excited to see you.”

Amanda?

His eyes fell closed sometime shortly after the truck started driving, and when he opened them, he was tied up in a chair. His mind immediately went back to when Lady Bevell had tortured him after her arrival in the States and Sam closed his eyes against the memories.

“Good morning, Samuel.”

Reluctantly, Sam lifted his head and opened his eyes. Rowena was sitting in a chair of her own across the room, eating a salad as she watched him.

“What do you want?” Sam asked. He cuffs and chains holding his arms behind the back of the chair. “Why did you tie me up? You know I can’t fight back.”

“No, but you can run rather well,” Rowena answered. She balanced her fork against the edge of her salad plate and handed it off to another woman—no doubt a witch—who carried it out of the room. “I have some questions for you.”

Thanks for sticking out our little April Fools’ Day post!  Around here we love the most trickster of holidays but, rest assured, we have no plans to go anywhere in the near future! 

Since we already messed with you this morning, we’ll just slide right into the prompts