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envydean Dec 2016
Be human or angel
he's still tied
to a subsun halo
inspired by my Castiel Colour Challenge Prompt: Subsun
envydean Oct 2016
Warmth on his face
Burning on his knees
A gentle hand snaked around his waist
A touch so mild it’s barely there

Green eyes stare into the flames
Remembering
He wished he didn’t have to remember
No one should have to remember flames
Engulfing their home and possessions
And their mother.

Fireworks crack over head
Blue eyes gaze at the colourful sparks
He remembers too
The day when the sky forgot to show them the stars
And showed them his brothers and sisters falling

Pulled close, they have each other
Tender touches, sparse words
Because they both remember
But they’re both still here
A human raised from hell
An angel fallen from heaven

Bent and a little crooked maybe
But still whole
Still family
Still together
written for the final SPN writing challenge with the prompt of "Bonfire". A little angsty but whatever; have some feels.
envydean May 2016
Standing in your own light
Creating yourself a shadow
Now it’s too dark to see
Wherever it is you’re going
The light is fading fast
And you’re all alone
There’s no one there beside you
To help you find your light again
You can’t move out the way
It’s too hard to do so
You want someone to move you
Send you in the right direction
Out of the way of the light
So you can see your path again
envydean Apr 2016
The hood of the impala
Still warm from driving
Miles and miles
Of endless road
Stopped at the side
Of the dirt track road
Sky purple
An oncoming storm
On the horizon
The brothers sit out
Basking in the last warmth
Backs resting against the windshield
A rare chance of calm
No blood
No gore
No monster
No worries
Just ordinary brothers
On a road trip from hell
Written for @humblesam on Tumblr :) She requested a poem about the Winchester Brothers :)
envydean Mar 2016
One tequila, two tequila, three tequila, four
We know that Dean has been here before

Five tequila, six tequila, seven tequila, eight,
That time that he lost his soulmate



One tequila, two tequila, three tequila, four
He helped end the apocalyptic war

Five tequila, six tequila, seven tequila, eight,
He surely deserves a clean slate



One tequila, two tequila, three tequila, four
Now he’s knocking on heaven’s door

Five tequila, six tequila, seven tequila, eight,
Let him in, just open the gate.
written for @tequilasdean for winning my March BOTM! :D
envydean Feb 2016
He pleads and shouts
Get away!
That he’ll only get hurt
If he cradles the angel to his chest
There’s blood on his face
Grace leaking from a wound
And Dean holds on tight
Not wanting to let go
Please Dean, he’ll beg
You’ve got to get away.
I’m not leaving my angel
He’ll reply
He holds him close
More of the bright grace
Spilling to the floor
Hold on tight
Don’t let him go
He can’t go
I need him
I need him so much

Let go
Let go
Let go
He pleads
And a burst of pain
Spreads across dean’s chest
As the angel’s wings
Leave the burn marks
He cries
He shouts
In pain and in shock
It hurts so much
To not see life in
Those beautiful blue eyes
He’s gone
And the scarring reminder
Is there on his chest
The shadow of angel wings
Burnt into him

He’d told him to let go
Didn’t want Dean to carry the burden
Of the marks upon himself
But he does
And he holds on tight
Even as his brother tries to
Pull him away
Dragging him into an embrace
His brother whispers words
It’s okay
It’s okay
It’s okay
But it’s not
He’s got the reminder on his chest
And Castiel’s body beside him
As his brother holds him close
And it’s not okay
It hurts so much
Everywhere – his
Soul
Body
Mind
Everything hurts
Like it won’t get better
It won’t
It won’t
It won’t
But it will
It will
It will
well this is one of the most feelsy things I've ever written. It's based on a piece of fanart I saw: http://envydean.tumblr.com/post/90266136070/ticklememisha-hollyoakhill

and I've been trying for months to write poetry for it and finally the inspiration hit me and here we are!
envydean Feb 2016
The black ink
Permanent against his skin
A protection
A ward
Against evils

No demons can get
Inside his body
To control and possess him
To tear his mind apart

His body is his
With the tattoo
On his chest
In permanent
Black ink
for @tattooedsam on Tumblr :) Poem is inspired by their URL :)
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