#Gabriel agere

[theconstellationprincess]

More Gabriel because I love him <3

Post-Armageddon’t Gabriel is not vibing. He’s very stressed, and She (God) has not been forthcoming with anything he needs to do. So, he works and works and works, he does so much paperwork that even Michael is impressed

And then he starts to get to know Beelzebub and he falls in love with them. And suddenly, his work ethics starts to dissipate, because when he’s with Beelzebub, he doesn’t need to worry about anything, and he wants to be like that… all the time.

And, after a particularly awful meeting with the other Archangles and the Metatron, it happens. The same feeling he gets around Beelzebub- well a little different. He doesn’t feel safe, or loved, but his thoughts slow, and things seem… simpler?

It’s strange. He’s almost tempted to contact Aziraphale to see if there’s a book about it. It fascinates him.

However, it’s very bad for his work ethic, so he avoids it as much as possible. He needs to work so that the next time something happens, he’s prepared. So what if he has actually started sleeping in short bursts because he can’t focus otherwise? So what if half of the time he has to squint when doing paperwork because his eyes are wet for some reason? He’ll be fine, he just needs to work.

And then some stupid misguided young angles decide to pop down to earth and wreak some havoc on Aziraphale and Crowley, resulting in a lot of paperwork, and so much stress. And Gabriel almost loses it on them. His wings come out, he gets a few extra eyes… not the whole shebang but enough that Michael ushers him away and Uriel takes over.

Michael is mad at him. He tucks himself away and apologizes, reassures her that it’s because of some Random excuses and it won’t happen again.

The moment he’s alone he heads to earth. He pops into a cave he knows is safe but empty, and let’s go. His wings come out, he gets extra eyes, but more importantly, his thoughts slow. He curls up on the ground, and his eyes do the wetness thing again, and he wraps his arms around himself.

He wants Bee- Beelzebub. He doesn’t need to breathe but finds himself struggling to anyways. He fumbled with his phone (sending a small thanks upwards that he had it with him, and calls their phone.

“Beelzebub,” he greets in a small voice. He hadn’t known his voice could be that high, or soft. “How are you?”

“Gabriel? Izzz everything alright?” He blinks at their tone. Why are they worried? Is his voice too weird?

“Yes.” He says. His corporal form must be malfunctioning, leaking so much fluid and now his mouth feels strange. “Sorry.” Why did he say that?

“It’zzz fine?” Beelzebub sounded confused. Gabriel made a sad noise. It was pathetic and he chastised himself for it. He did it again. “I need to get back to work.” He made the sad noise again. He wanted Bee, in person. He wanted close contact-

What? What was wrong with him? He’s an Archangel, one of the closest to the top of Heaven, why was he so desperate for human affection from a Prince of Hell?

“Gabriel?” Was Beelzebub still on the line? Gabriel made some sort of weird noise. Why was his corporation so odd?

“Bee,” he said, despite not meaning too. It came out soft and desperate. His lungs were burning, and his face was wet. Stupid Human form. Beelzebub was saying something, but he couldn’t understand what. He wanted them with him.

And there they were! Gabriel lit up when he saw them, literally. His wings glowed and his eyes perceived them with angelic light. “Bee!” He greeted, voice disorted but happy. Beelzebub looked a little nervous, and Gabriel frowned. He tried to wrangle himself back inwards, but it was hard. He got rid of most of his eyes, and 2 of his 3 sets of wings. “Sorry,” he mumbled.

“Oh zzilly angel.” Beelzebub whispered. “You can let yourself out, I don’t mind.” Gabriel hummed and released his (fragile) hold on his being. He relaxed. He had Bee here. He reached out towards them without thinking. They looked confused but approached him. He didn’t know how to ask for what he wanted, but Bee seemed to know.

As soon as he had an armful of demon, he felt himself fully slip away. This was the part he could never reach on his own. He sighed happily, and nuzzled into Beelzebubs neck. If he could stay here forever, he would be so happy.

[lovebuglittlem]

Beast boy moodboard(kami garcia + gabriel picolo ver.) :D

[tinymoonlight]

i guess this is a thing now when i get out of depression episodes i just draw gabriel again..!

[jjtheresidentbaby]

˚. ❝₊˚ 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘩𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘴 ❞ ˚₊·

» spn agere week: day 4, little one is sick, angel to the rescue - feb 1st

» for @spnagereweek event || on my ao3 | 700+ wrd count

» little!sam & caregiver!gabriel & caregiver!dean

» warnings: talk of sickness, nothing graphic, pet names

“Hey thanks for coming Gabriel.” Dean greets as the angel steps into the bunker, hands fidgeting with his shirt hem discreetly. He’s nervous, he’ll admit it, Gabriel’s nervous to be doing this. He knows he’s more than capable of healing whatever illness Sam has come down with but he’s never seen the hunter regressed, and he doesn’t have much experience with kids.

“I don’t know what’s wrong but I’ve tried all the cough medicine and Tylenol and a normal doctor but I just- I can’t stand seeing him so sick anymore.” There’s a tiredness to Dean’s voice that makes Gabriel’s face fall. Most times he’s interacted with Dean it’s been snarky comments and stern orders, Gabriel almost gets the urge to reach out and put his hand on Deans shoulder, see if he can take some pain or maybe help him feel better. Even if he isn’t the one that’s sick.

“Little angle magic will fix him up.” A small smile gets sent Gabriel’s way before Dean’s opening the door to Sam’s bedroom, letting Gabriel go in first.

The bedroom looks relatively normal, what Gabriel was expecting from Sam: books scattered around- though there’s more children’s ones than he thought there’d be-, his laptop plugged in on a desk covered in papers, barely any real decor because Winchesters seriously lack taste, a picture of Sam, Dean and Castiel hung up on the wall. All of it checks out. Or, almost, because there’s a mountain of stuffed animals on Sam’s bed, which he’s hiding under, and a trash can piled high with tissues that makes Gabriel cringe. Poor kid’s been sick for some time.

“Hey Sammy, Gabriel’s here to see you…” Dean reaches into the stuffed animal pile to assumingely rub a hand at Sam’s back, he gets a grunt as a response.

“Okay ouch. C’mon kid you should be excited to see me, hello I’m a walking candy dispenser.” Gabriel walks farther into the room and throws his usual charm onto his words, it seems to work as Sam’s head pops up between a plush bunny and tiger.

“What kinda candy?” Sam’s voice comes out raspy yet still sweet and innocent, it makes a smile spread over Gabriel’s face in an instant.

“What kind do you want?” He moves closer to the bed and Dean seems to understand what he’s doing as he steps back and crosses his arms to observe.

“Strawberry.” There’s a lisp when Sam talks and he reaches to rub his nose against his, thankfully sleeve covered, arm. Gabriel almost shudders, kids are gross, but it’d probably offend Sam a bit and that’s the last thing he wants.

“Strawberry coming up.” There’s suddenly a plethora of strawberry candies in Gabriel’s hand: lollipops, those hard candies every old lady has, gummies, strawberry flavored marshmallows. Unsurprisingly Sam’s eyes light up and he quickly crawls out of his stuffed animal mountain to get closer to where Gabriel’s standing by the end of the bed.

“Which one Moose?” Apparently the strawberry marshmallow was the right thing for Gabriel to conjure up as Sam takes it without hesitation.

“Dean said you didn’t feel good, you think you can let me take a look?” Sam nods mindlessly, holding the big marshmallow in both his hands like a mouse, nibbling on it which is also very mouse like but Gabriel assumes it’s to savor it.

He takes the moment to brush Sam’s hair back, his forehead is sweat covered and hot to the touch. The longer Gabriel presses his hands on Sam the more concerned he gets, his throat feels a little swollen, all his skin is far too hot, sweat beading down the back of his neck, and he’s sweat through his shirt. Gabriel honestly doesn’t know what’s wrong as the symptoms seem like something that human medicine should be able to heal. It doesn’t really matter though- he holds his hand in Sam’s hair so his palm can rest on his forehead and takes whatever sickness it is away.

“Nose isn’t stuffy no more.” A grin breaks on Gabriel’s lips, he finds the way Sam is staring up at him with big doe eyes and his mouth slightly open in shock, absolutely adorable.

“You should be all better kiddo.” Sam’s eyes suddenly fall to the halfway eaten marshmallow in his hands, his jaw dropping farther open as if the marshmallow was the thing that healed him. Gabriel knows this is the first time he’s seeing Sam regressed but he seriously loves him already.

“De’ Gabe gave me magic marshmallow!” The two caregivers share a laugh over Sam’s excitement and Dean comes over to ruffle Sam’s still sweat soaked hair.

[xxx-bugkiss-xxx]

Caregiver! Gabriel Reyes

[gay-poet-gabriel]

johnny cade if he had a strawbsheen

[healingpuppys]

could i have a cg stimboard for gabriel from ultrakill? preferably with shiny gold things, please

here ya go!

CG! gabriel ultrakill stimboard

art by: unknown

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☆ Requests: Open ☆

[aew-kun-age-regression]

Rewatched some of the trickster episodes cause I love him!!!

[a-holy-light]

hi tgis isnt an agere blog but you make me feel so safe and little,,,

Gabriel pats your head, smiling to himself. "That's wonderful to hear, small angel. Your company feels warm to me as well, really. I'm glad I'm doing my job and making your life even just a little better."

[theconstellationprincess]

Gabriel from good omens is very near and dear to me as a regressed. Once he left his toxic environment (heaven) he actually learned that like… he has wants?! What??

The religious trauma aspect of good omens is just- it hits close to home. Gabriel was told what to do, and he did it very well, and he was told to hate, and he did that very well, and then things stopped making sense, but he was told to not ask questions so he didn’t, until he did, and then he got out.

I’m not like… a very bible-knowing person. But! I like to think that Gabriel, upon being created, was very just.. he was a baby? Like Muriel! Just no thoughts, head empty, and the everything in his head was never really his, it was always God’s, or Metatrons, or other angles, so he was really still no thoughts head empty.

And then Armageddon didn’t work?? And he was like… well now what? Because this is what was supposed to happen?? And he can’t rely on the other opinions because they don’t know either, he needs to take charge, but he’s really still just. A baby. And he’s very stressed.

And with Beelzebub, he can drop his very put together act, once they get closer. And it’s great. He doesn’t know why sometimes, when he feels especially safe, some of his past traits/behaviours come back. Like he’ll have some trouble maintains his form as fully human, or he’ll forget to speak English, or he’ll get really confused and need to be told exactly what to do because he’s a messenger and needs to be told what to do Bee or he might do to wrong!

Just fun to think about

[thorin-baby-bear]

Gabriel(Jim) agere moodboard :333

[toadagere]

More Gabriel and Trevor agere fluff, with some mentions of Mama Marie in here too. I guess warning for accidents, but it's nothing detailed.

Trevor knew that his father had been putting off regression for close to two weeks now, the longest his father had gone without regressing voluntarily. Everyone in the home has been worried about the elder vampire, being an unpredictable force to begin with. Trevor even insisted that his father should take the day off and spend the day with Victor or Marie, but Gabriel was stubborn and insisted that he was fine and just wasn't feeling the pull to regression.

Marie packed a regression bag regardless. It was a simple red bag with a dragon on it. Inside it was everything that Trevor might need if his father regressed while they were in the office: diapers, a pacifier, sippy cups, some coloring books, a teether, rattle, and his favorite plush dragon. Trevor was very thankful for his mother's foresight, watching how his father had just been staring down at the papers in front of him without actually reading them.

"Father? You feeling ok?" Trevor asks softly, as to not startle Gabriel. Gabriel nodded, trying to refocus after having been caught. Trevor frowned, but didn't fight his father on this. The more he pushed, the more Gabriel would refuse. Trevor just had to be patient. Nodding, he turned back to his computer, focusing back on his task.

About an hour later, Trevor heard a sniffle. Looking up, he notices his father had his face buried in his arms, which were crossed on the desk.

"Father?" Trevor stood up and walked over to Gabriel, "are you okay? Do you need your pacifier?" Gabriel looked up at Trevor and nodded.

Trevor only smiled softly at his father and grabbed the little bag. Taking out the pacifier, decorated with little crystals and charms that Trevor and Marie had helped Gabriel with, he gently pressed it against his father's lips, and he happily took it, sucking on it gently. Trevor took in the state of his father. The man's eyes were sunken and glossy, unable to focus on anything. He sniffles and rubs his face, upset with something, but not having the ability to voice it. Trevor went back to the bag and took out the stuffed dragon, Puff. It was weighted with beans and currently scented with chamomile, allowing it to help Gabriel relax when it was heated up. Trevor couldn't heat it up at that moment, but he still offered it to his father just in case.

Sure enough, Gabriel took the plush with a small sniffle, clutching it close to his chest. Trevor smiled softly, as to not upset the baby minded vampire, and brought out a thick blanket from the closet inside the office and laid it down on the ground. Once the blanket was in place, he scooped up Gabriel from the chair and laid him down on it.

Cooing softly at his father, he was quick in putting a diaper and getting more comfortable clothes on him. It was a little onesie that had cartoon dragons on it, that Trevor attached a clip to keep the pacifier in place. The baby vampire looked up at Trevor, eyes wide and innocent, before giggling at him. Trevor couldn't resist when his father was in this state, and gently glided his claws on Gabriel's sides, making the vampire squirm and laugh happily.

It was nice... It was almost like he had Simon with him again...

Trevor smiled fondly and sat Gabriel back up, and went back to the bag. As he went to pull out some toys, he paused. There were coloring books, the teether, and the rattle. Simple toys yes, but only appropriate for certain age ranges.

"Hey, little dragon," Trevor called, making Gabriel look up at him, "do you think you can show Bubba how old you are?" Gabriel stared blankly at him. A stare that he recognized from a toddler. Gabriel looked down at his hands, before holding up two fingers.

"Only two? Oh, I have a wee one, don't I?" Trevor chuckles, grabbing the rattle and teether. There were some supplies in the closet, like larger toys and more blankets and pillows, but Trevor didn't want to overwhelm the little vampire. He wanted his father to have fun, not shut down completely. Though the sounds from the humans just outside the door probably weren't helping Gabriel slip fully into that mindset.

With a wave of his hand, the room fell silent. Trevor noticed an immediate change in Gabriel's body language, watching as the leftover tension left his body. Trevor smiled fondly as he watched the baby vampire shake the rattle, focusing on it like it was the most interesting thing ever to him. Trevor sat behind him, holding a brush in his hand, and gently started brushing Gabriel's hair. Something about this simple act made the vampiric instincts inside him content. He remembered his father saying that grooming was important to bonding in a vampire colony, and he recalled his father and Laura, late in the afternoon, brushing and taking care of each other's hair. Trevor figured it was the animal instincts inside Vampires.

Wolves, rats, and bats; all species had heavy emphasis on grooming to build bonds with their groups. It made sense for Vampires to follow suit. He felt his father relax into him, as Gabriel continued to shake the rattle, cooing at the noise it makes.

"Having fun there, wee one?" Trevor asks with a chuckle. Gabriel giggled and squealed, shaking the rattle more vigorously. Trevor couldn't contain his laughter, before he leaned down and blew a raspberry on Gabriel's neck. This earned him another squeal and Gabriel kicked his feet out. Trevor chuckled and brought his father back against his chest. Gabriel continued to babble and shake the rattle, with Trevor nodding in faux agreement, playing with the baby minded vampire.

Trevor didn't know how long he had sat there, playing with his father. He had pulled out a couple more toys for him, one being a bead maze and the other being a shape sorter. Trevor felt nostalgic, remember the days when he and Sypha would play with Simon. A wave of bittersweet, homesickness swept over the vampire, making him yearn for his late wife and son, and the friends and life he had before arrogantly trying to destroy his father.

A yawn brought him out of his thoughts, as he felt a heavy weight press against his chest. Looking down, he smiles as Gabriel holds Puff close between them, and tiredly shakes the rattle more.

"Oh, does my wee one need a nap?" Trevor asks, before yawning too, "Bubba needs one too." Gabriel nods and rubs one of his eyes with his fist, making Trevor melt at how adorable his father was in this mindspace. Laying his father on the blanket on the floor, Trevor packs the regression bag back up, before picking his father up. Gabriel grumbles some, before cuddling into his bubba's neck, dozing in and out of sleep as Trevor carries him up to the penthouse above the offices.

Using his powers, he opened the door without disturbing the half asleep vampire in his arms. Alucard carefully took his father up to the bedroom and gently laid him down on the bed. He leaned down, kissing his forehead and covered Gabriel up with the blankets. Trevor smiles and pets his father's hair, before heading to the bathroom to change into his own night clothes, which is a simple pair of fleece pants. Though as he was heading back into the room, he heard his father whine.

Trevor was quick to run back over to Gabriel, picking him up and bouncing him in his arms to soothe him.

"Shhh... Shhh... Bubba's here," Trevor coos. That's when he felt the wet spot on the onesie. Ah, that's what the problem was. With a soft coo, he took the vampire over to the changing table. It was quick work changing the little vampire's diaper and onesie, though Trevor paused to give his father little raspberries on his stomach, making those sad tears into happy tears.

Scooping Gabriel back up into his arms, Trevor bounced him gently back over to the bed. From there, he tucked Gabriel in and formed a nest with the pillows and blankets in the room. Once satisfied with his work, he crawls in beside his father and holds him close, purring and trilling and kneading the blankets. He gave one more little kiss to Gabriel's forehead, before falling asleep beside him.

[tinymoonlight]

my recent depression episode is softening it's grip and actually letting me draw again!! so i decided to make some self indulgent art of me n gabriel referenced by this painting!

[ouppy-dog]

Gabriel spn paci edits

[mothmans-little-corner]

Tried making a mood board/stimboard for CG!Gabriel bc he’s my fav :D,, (I messed up so it has to be a video >_<)

I haven’t seen much agere content for ultrakill sooooo here :DD

I think he’d be a great caregiver :DDDDD

No NSFW interaction

[gay-poet-gabriel]

im just a little girl ᯓ★

@i-like-ratsssss @gr3aserzzz-gang <3