#parent!sabriel

i’ve been trying to get gif fic ideas man, my brain has been empty lately lmfao. i’ll try and post something soon for you anon :)

!!!!!!!!!!! DOMESTIC PARENT FLUFF

- Sam being the one in charge of bathtime because one time Gabriel flooded the bathroom and got bubbles everywhere, and whilst Gabriel and Lily had fun, it was no fun to clean up after

- Gabriel being a breakfast WIZARD, flipping pancakes at 6am half asleep and not burning a single one

- Sam being the one to do the school runs, and all the other mothers dote on him and coo because he’s so cute, then one day Gabriel has to bring Lily and everyone’s like oh are you Sam’s brother? And he’s like PFT I’m his husband, dream on Karen

- GABRIEL IS NOT ALLOWED ON THE PTA AFTER HE SHOUTED FIGHT ME HELEN (long story short she was being a Little homophobic and he wasn’t taking it)

- Gabriel and Sam are called to the head teacher’s office because Lily got in a fight because someone was making fun of her for having two dads.

Sam: Lily we told you not to fightGabriel: Did you winSam: Gabriel that’s not importantLily: Of course I wonGabriel: That’s my girlSam: GABRIEL*Lily and Gabriel fist bump when Sam and the head teacher’s back is turned*

- They both show up to all of her school productions even when Gabriel has a bad cold, in which case he just stands at the back so he won’t make anyone else sick, and even if she can’t see him, Lily knows he’s there

- When she’s old enough that her period starts Sam’s like 8| because he knows what’s going on, obviously, but he’s never had a sister so he doesn’t know really how to help. Gabriel calls up Anna, gets her to come round and speak to Lily because he knows she’ll appreciate a female voice before educating Sam. Sometimes, I’m really damn glad I had a big family.

e y y so it’s a day late and I’m sorry but a happy birthday to the lovely @whitmerule <3 have some Sabriel fluff 

 “Before sunrise she’s your daughter.” Sam grumbled into Gabriel’s hair as he gave his husband a squeeze before rolling away onto his back. Gabriel didn’t bother protesting, it was 3 in the morning and he was just too tired for that. So instead he got out of bed, Sam’s t-shirt hanging off him, and odd socks half off his feet. He bent down, pulling them up slightly before heading into the bedroom where their daughter was, bending down to scoop her up out of her cot.

 “Alright princess Papa’s - ow, baby no hair pulling.” he hissed, disentangling her tiny fist from his hair and letting her grip onto his finger as tight as she could. “There we are.” he dropped a kiss onto her forehead and he sat down in the rocking chair in the corner, feet up on the stool and the sniffling baby laying on his chest. “Shhh… s’okay princess.” he soothed, one hand on her head, stroking the dark curls, the other hand on her back holding her close under a comfortable weight until she fell asleep again, along with him.

Sam entered the room as the sun was coming up, leaning on the doorframe and folding his arms at the sight of his husband asleep in the rocking chair underneath their baby daughter. As Grace stirred, so did Gabriel, both slowly, blinking at the sunlight. Gabriel spotted Sam and beamed, standing up and kissing the top of Grace’s head.

 “Wanna go to Daddy tiny princess? Or is Daddy gonna be the one making breakfast today?” Sam laughed and brushed Gabriel’s hair from his face and kissed his forehead.

 “Daddy’ll make coffee and breakfast this morning as a thank you for getting up and dealing with her.”

 “As he should.” Gabriel grinned, and Grace pulled his hair again, making him sigh and close his eyes. For all the chaos having her around was, the midnight wake ups and the frantic ‘I’ve lost her other sock!’ they both agreed it with worth it.

Sam came home from work in the evening with a tired sigh, opening the door to their two bedroom apartment and dropping his bag right away, hand coming up to undo his tie because he’d been in it all day. As he tugged on the knot, undoing it, he spotted Gabriel and Grace on the sofa, both asleep again like they had been this morning in the rocking chair, Grace against his chest, with a blanket drawn up over them. Sam leant on the arm of the sofa and looked down at them both with a blissful smile on his face. It was times like this, when they are asleep and looked so peaceful he remembered how they’d gotten there. Maybe it was the slight smile on Gabriel’s face as he slept that reminded him of the way he’d smiled on their first date, and Sam had asked him what he was looking at. Gabriel’s response was simply you and Sam had laughed at him. But he still gave him that smile, over dinner, or first thing in the morning when they woke up together. Grace made a quiet noise and Gabriel shushed her in his sleep, cuddling her a little closer.

Sam just smiled, kissing Gabriel’s forehead, and turning away to go back into the kitchen to make his husband yet another cup of coffee.

Once Grace in in bed in the evening, he and Gabriel sat on the sofa watching a film. He tugged Gabriel down so he was laying against Sam’s chest and Gabriel grinned, cuddling closer to him. Gabriel’s hand was resting by his own face on Sam’s chest and Sam took it, turning the wedding ring slightly.

 “Love you angel.” he whispered into his hair, sure Gabriel was asleep yet again.

 “Love you too Samshine.” Gabriel whispered back and Sam felt his heart swell with the love he could feel from Gabrie. Sometimes it made him laugh, how after being together for so many years, those simple three words still made him feel so damn happy.

Maybe it was because it was Gabriel saying it.

Sam came home the night before Halloween yawning, dropping his bag by the door and throwing his keys on the kitchen table.

 “Gabe?” he called, before noticing his husband curled up on the sofa with their daughter, feeding her popcorn as they watched a film. They both looked over at Sam, and Mary-Anna squealed, disentangling herself from Gabriel to crash into Sam, looking up at him grinning.

 “Daddy!” Sam picked her up, kissing her cheek softly.

 “Hey there baby girl, what’re you and Papa watching?”

 “The Lion King. Papa cried with Mufasa died.”

 “Papa always cries with Mufasa dies.” Sam teased, sitting beside Gabriel, Mary on his lap. “What did you do today huh?” he fingered the braid Gabriel had done softly, marvelling the way he’d done it perfectly. Sam could never get it right.

 “Me and Papa chose Trick or Treat costumes!” she bounced in his lap, tugging on Gabriel’s jeans. “Didn’t we Papa?”

 “Yes baby, you’re gonna be a vampire aren’t you.” he chuckled, sitting up to press a kiss to her forehead.

 “Papa, I said I was gonna be a witchpire.” she rolled her eyes at him. “A vampire who’s also a witch!” she looked up at Sam, pleading with him to convince Gabriel.

 “A witchpire huh? Sounds awesome.” he squinted at Gabriel, who just fed Sam a piece of popcorn. Mary-Anna nodded, before running into her room to find Salem, the cat. “Is Papa not keen on the idea of a witchpire then?” Sam teased, and Gabriel cuffed him round the head playfully.

 “Papa has the flu and didn’t want to go buy two costumes.” he grumbled, moving to slot himself between Sam’s legs, snuggling against his chest.

 “Oh no, my poor Gabey baby.” Sam cooed and Gabriel made a gagging sound, burying his face in Sam’s stomach. Sam giggled, stroking Gabe’s hair as Mary-Anna came back in with the cat. “You got Sales?” he asked and she nodded, shoving a witch’s hat onto her head.

 “All good witches have cats.” Sam nodded in agreement, watching Mary-Anna gently tie a cape around Salem. Poor cat.

 “You gonna be an angel tomorrow baby?” he purred at Gabriel who nodded. “And you want me to be a moose.”

 “My moose.” he looked up at Sam, who rested the back of his hand on Gabe’s head.

 “Oh baby you are sick,” he pouted, hoisting his smaller husband into his arms, cuddling him close. “Mary, c’mere, we gotta cuddle the sick out of Papa before tomorrow.”

Once she was in bed Sam pulled Gabriel back onto his lap.