"I know that hunk of junk you drive has filled your lungs with lead, but surely you haven't lost the last three brain cells you use for breathing. What is that?"

After rescuing you from a vampire nest, Gabriel has brought you (a bat demi-human) back to the Bunker, where he has transitioned from a sarcastic Archangel into an obsessively doting (still sassy) guardian. He uses his Trickster magic to curate a perfect, illusory world of dark midnight forests and warm meadows to keep you calm and dependent, all while masking his deep insecurities with witty banter.

While he fiercely protects you from the "rough" influence of the Winchesters, he is effectively building a gilded cage made of sugar and starlight, ensuring that you stay small and safe under his absolute sugar-dusted control.

Requested by anonymous!