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A Devil’s Promise

Sometimes in Hell
Lucifer would kiss
The curve of my shoulder
Like Jessica used to do.

And when I begged him to stop
He would comfort me
By wrapping himself around me
And pressing one hand solidly over my heart
Like Dean used to do.

I would only cry when he said
“As long as I’m around
Nothing bad is gonna happen
To you.”

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4 months ago · 9,694 notes · Source · Reblogged from kiyalunga

his skin is scarred and i want to hold himhis mouth is bleeding and i want to kiss himhis heart is hurting and i want to save him

his skin is scarred and i want to hold him
his mouth is bleeding and i want to kiss him
his heart is hurting and i want to save him

7 months ago · 301 notes · Reblogged from omgodstiel

topographe:

a poem about lust

or is it about love? depends on whom you’re asking.

9 months ago · 108,259 notes · Source · Reblogged from topographe

Sam sits for hours in the morning when sun is rising, light filling the motel, gazing his eyes over his brothers body. He can’t help himself. He lets his sight fall onto every dip and arch, every muscle and inch of skin, taking in his perfect physique and wanting to touch it. But he’s happy sitting in the silence. Watching. Breathing in Dean’s scent. Sam has studied plenty maps in his hunting life, but never has he read a map that compares to Dean.

Sam sits for hours in the morning when sun is rising, light filling the motel, gazing his eyes over his brothers body. He can’t help himself. He lets his sight fall onto every dip and arch, every muscle and inch of skin, taking in his perfect physique and wanting to touch it. But he’s happy sitting in the silence. Watching. Breathing in Dean’s scent. Sam has studied plenty maps in his hunting life, but never has he read a map that compares to Dean.

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