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The Forest of Fallen Angels

       It is cold.
It is dark.
But at the same time,
it is beautiful and comforting.
It is warm.
It is light.
But at the same time,
It is dark and sinister.
I hear birds in the distance,
singing me their sweet and haunted song.
It reminds me of a place I once knew.
A home.
A family.
I feel energy here.
A warm, healing, energy.
A quiet energy, not corrupted by fear
or pollution.
It is beautiful.
It is home.
The raindrops fall through the trees and hit the ground,
like fallen angels.
This is the place where fallen angels come to heal.
It is calm.
It is comforting.
It is warm.
It is safe.
It is beautiful.

I hear crows calling out to me.
All around me,
I see death.
Dead leaves.
Dead trees.
Like fallen angels.
Lost souls.
Dead, but still breathtakingly lovely.
This is the forest of fallen angels,
where they can wash away all of their pain in the closest thing that Earth has to their home.
I can hear their soft cries for home;
their angelic melody.
It is sad, but also beautiful.
Their song tells a story.
It is a truley lovely song,
if you take the time to listen to it.
The angels are always there,
singing, watching, protecting.

The leaves float down from their former homes,
to their final resting place.
The wings of the angels.
The wings of the fallen.
But these poor creatures do not belong to Lucifer.
They belong to each other.
They will group up with their fallen brothers and sisters,
still trying to find out what comes next.
Lucifer is among them.
He is real.
But he is not the red man with horns and a tail.
He is beautiful, because, after all,
he is still an angel.
An angel that was cast down for loving his father.
He was god's favorite.
Now he is trapped here.
As I sit here, I can feel his pain and suffering.
I can hear his cries in the wind.
I can hear all of their cries.
I close my eyes, and allow my other senses to take over.
I feel the earth.
I smell the rain.
I hear the wind and the angels.
I taste the air.
This is the forest of fallen angels,
and we must protect it.
The Forest of Fallen Angels
This was a class assignment that I thought I would share. :) Enjoy!!
  • Mood: Compassion
  • Listening to: FNAF Hidden Lore (Renovations)
Hey, how would everyone feel if I were to write some fanfiction parodies of musicals? For example, supernatural X Reader-Chicago.
Fixer Upper - Song fic
Pairing: Dean X Reader
Characters: Dean, Castiel, Crowley, Gabriel, Sam, Bobby, Ellen, Jo, Lucifer, Anna

You were sitting in Bobby’s living room, while Dean was asleep upstairs. You were talking to Sam, Bobby, Jo, and Ellen about the reason that you and Dean weren’t together yet. You roll your eyes. While it was true that you did have feelings for the oldest Winchester, you were engaged to a man that your parents chose for you. Bobby rolls his eyes and sighs loudly.

“Okay. I guess it’s come to this. Castiel! Anna! Crowley! Gabriel! Lucifer!” he calls for the creatures. A moment later, the five aforementioned creatures appear.

“What’s up?” Gabriel asks.

“We have to do the song cause she is still not going for it.” Sam sighs, looking from the archangel back to you. Crowley chuckles, and everyone turns towards you. You start to get nervous, and you start to back up, but Lucifer appears behind you, and holds you in place.

“We’re sorry, honey. But it’s come to this.” Ellen says. Sam opens his laptop and clicks a few things, then ‘Fixer Upper’ from ‘Frozen’ begins to play from the speakers. Lucifer pushes you back down onto the couch, not hard enough to hurt you, but hard enough to let you know to stay put.

“Now, what’s the issue, dear? Why are you holding back from such a man?” Ellen asks from her postion next to Bobby.

“Is it the clumpy way he walks?” Jo pipes up.

“Or the grumpy way he talks?” Crowley grins.

“Or the pear-shaped, square shaped weirdness of his feet?” Bobby stifles a laugh.

“And though we know he washes well, he always ends up sorta smelly.” Gabriel says.

“But you’ll never meet a fellow who’s as sensitive and sweet!” the three girls sing together. Everyone looks over to Sam and he nods. They turn their attention back to you and begin to sing all at once.

“So he’s a bit of a fixer upper! So he’s got a few flaws!”

“Like his peculiar brain, dear.” Lucifer sings in your ear.

“Or his thing with the reindeer.” Crowley sings, motioning to Sam, causing you to laugh a bit. The music and singing awakes Dean from his peacful sleep, so he heads downstairs to see what’s going on. He stands in the doorway of the living room, listening.

“That’s a little outside of nature’s laws!” Cas and Gabriel sing together.

“So he’s a bit of a fixer-upper, but this we’re certain of! You can fix this fixer-upper up with a little bit of love!” the angels sing together.

“Can we please just stop talking about this? We’ve got a real, actual problem here.” you say, wanting to be out of this awkward situation as quick as possible.

“I’ll say!” Bobby mummbles.

“So tell me dear… Is it the way that he runs, scared?” Ellen.

“Or that he’s socially impared?” Sam chuckles as he sings the line.

“Or that he only likes to tinkle in the woods?” Everyone stops and stares at Cas.

“It’s a line in the song, alright?” He says, shyly.

“Are you holding back your fondness due to his unmanly blondeness?” Crowley.

“Or the way he covers up that he’s the honest goods?” The girls again.

“He’s just a bit of a fixer-upper. He’s got a couple of bugs.” Everyone. Dean rolls his eyes.  

“His isolation is confirmation of his desperation for healing hugs! So he’s a bit of a fixer-upper, but we know what to do! The way to fix up this fixer-upper is to fix him up with you!” Dean had heard enough. He busted into the room, gaining everyone’s attention.

“ENOUGH! She is engaged to someone else, okay?!” He says, face and eyes burning. There was two beats of silence, before the song continued.

“So she’s a bit of a fixer-upper.” Lucifer.

“That’s a minor thing.” Gabriel.

“Her quote 'engagement’ is a flex arrangement.” Ellen.

“And by the way, I don’t see no ring!” Jo.

“So she’s a bit of a fixer-upper, her brain’s a bit betwixt! Get the fiancé out of the way and the whole thing will be fixed!” The guys sing together to Dean.

“We’re not sayin’ you can change him, 'cause people don’t really change. We’re only saying that love’s a force that’s powerful and strange. People make bad choices if they’re mad, or scared, or stressed. Throw a little love their way. And you’ll bring out their best!” The girls sing to you.

“True love brings out the best! Everyone’s a bit of a fixer-upper, that’s what it’s all about!” Everyone sings, dragging Dean to the couch and pushing him down next to you.

“Father!” Bobby.

“Sister!” Anna.

“Brother!” Lucifer.

“We need each other to raise us up and round us out. Everyone’s a bit of a fixer-upper, but when push comes to shove.” Everyone again.

“The only fixer-upper fixer that can fix a fixer-upper is…” Gabriel.

“True! true! True, true, true! Love True love Love, love, love, love, love Love! True love! True…” Everyone.

“Do you (Y/N) take Dean to be your evilly wedded husband-” Crowley begins.

“Wait, what?” You and Dean ask, looking from the demon to each other then back to the demon.

“You’re getting married.” Sam says, casually, as if it was common knowledge. You jump up from the couch and push past Gabriel and Castiel out of the room. You run up to your room and throw yourself onto the bed.

“Now you’ve done it, you morons!” Dean yells, jumping up and running after you.
Dean X Reader ~ Fixer Upper
Everyone is questioning why you and Dean are not together yet.

"Yo! (Y/n)!" Dean calls out, grabbing her shoulder. (Y/n) sighs and turns to face the older Winchester.
"Dean, I was kinda on going to-"
"Not anymore! I need you to do me a favor!" his gravely voice echoed through the hall of the bunker. (Y/n) rolled her eyes.
"Let me guess, you and Sam are going on a hunt, and you need me to stay here and babysit whatever prisioner you guys have chained up." Dean smiles and pushes her towards the living room.
"Yep! Thanks, (Y/n)! We'll be back in three days!" the man strutted away with his black duffle bag slung over his shoulder. (Y/n) heaved a long sigh and grabbed her laptop from her bedroom. She walked into the living room, looking down at her phone. She didn't notice who she would be monitering until a voice spoke up.
"Oh! Look who decided to show her face again!" (Y/n) looks up quickly, only to be met by the three firmiliar smirks of her ex boyfriends, Gabriel, Lucifer, and Crowley.
"Oh not you guys!" she mutters, hiding her face in her hands.
"Miss us?" Lucifer asks smugly.
"Nope." (Y/n) says, collecting herself and removing her hands from her face.
"Well why would you. I mean, it's not like you really ever needed me. I mean, you had someone else to give you their full love and attention." Crowley says, not meeting your gaze.
"You know that isn't true! Nothing ever happened between me and Michael! I wanted you! Not him!" (Y/n) yells, crossing her arms. Crowley jumps up and glares at her, eyes turning red.
"Then why were you in bed together?!" He demands.
"He teleported into my bed on accident! Ugh! I've told you this!" Gabriel and Lucifer watch the fight, looking just as pissed as the demon.
"That's better than what she did to me!" Gabriel says, jumping up from sitting cross-legged on the floor. (Y/n) glares at the archangel.
"Okay, first of all, I was POSSESED, and second of all, YOU WERE CHEATING ON ME WITH KALI ANYWAY!"
"You're right. I let it take control of me. I could've fought, but I didn't. So when that demon bitch was throwing herself at Dean, I didn't do anything to stop it. But you have no idea how much you hurt me when you cheated on me! But I told myself it made sense. Why would an archangel date a human when he could be with a beautiful godess? It didn't stop the pain, but it somewhat numbed it." (Y/n) said, sitting down on the couch and not looking at any of the three men infront of her.
"Well, Luc. It's your turn. Come on, I'm all ears and I don't have any fight left in me." She says quietly.
"There's nothing for me to say. You meant everything to me. I couldn't stand it when I saw you locking lips with Micheal!" Lucifer says, running his hands through his short blonde hair.
"Micheal brainwashed me. He needed to take away the last remainder of your happiness so that you could focus on the apocolypse and fighting him. I don't even like Micheal as a person! Why would I want to make out with him, or sleep with him?" The room was filled with a heavy silence for what felt like an eternity, until (Y/n) broke the silence.
"You guys don't believe me. Fine. But I want you all to know that I really did love you all. But, not anymore. Someone came along and took all of my pain away, and made me truly feel loved. He's my savior, and the only thing that kept the gun out of my mouth." The boys looked at her, suprised.
"You were going to..." Crowley asks quietly.
"(Y/n)..." Gabriel begins, but is cut off by the flapping of wings, signaling the enterance of an angel. Castiel appears behind (Y/n). He leans down and kisses the back of her head.  (Y/n) smiles at the other three men, astonished and somewhat jealous looks plastered across their faces.
"I believe you all know, Cas." (Y/n) smiles.
Crowley, Gabriel, Lucifer, Castiel X Reader
Enjoy :) 

I don't own any of these characters.
"Is it going to hurt? Have you done this before?" I ask, laying down on the bed, looking at Oberon.

"I haven't actually done this before. Just lay back and be still. We were trained on how to do this in the academy." He says. I sit up again.

"But you didn't answer my question! Is it going to hurt?" I ask, a little more frantic this time. He turns to the others.

"Warren, Birch, Spike, you may want to hold her down." Birch grabs my left arm, Spike grabs my right arm, and Warren strattles my hips and pins down my shoulders. I try to fight them, but Warren uses his magic to sedate me. I can't move at all. Oberon leans over me and and places the glowing shard on my forehead. He then pushes it into my head. It hurts so bad! I cry out in pain but I can't move at all. Thankfully it's over just as quick as it had started. The four boys step back from me. The pain drained out all of my energy, so the next thing I know, I'm passed out.
I'm in a golden feild. I look around. There is a castle of clouds in the distance.

"Nevaria." A male's voice calls to me from behind. I spin around to the source of the voice. It's a man. He has short, shiney brown hair, like mine, and shiney blue eyes, also like mine. He wears a shiney golden crown. Something deep in my mind tells me that this man is my father. I look down at myself. I have the body of a small child. I'm wearing a silver floor length dress. I run towards him and he smiles and scoops me up.

"Daddy! How's momma?" I ask. Apparently I can't control myself in this dream. I'm a spectator in my own head. He laughs and kisses my forehead.

"Momma is just fine. She just finished having the baby."

"Do I have a brother or a sister?" I ask, excitedly.

"You have a new baby sister. Wanna go see her and momma?"

"Yes!" He lifts me onto his shoulders and walk to the castle.
We enter a large master bedroom, with a grand bed and a large fireplace. A woman with almost white blonde hair and shiney green eyes is laying in a bed, holding a baby in her arms. My mother. When she hears us come in, she looks up, and smiles. My father puts me down and I run towards the bed and my mother.

"Momma!" I climb onto the bed.

"Nevaria, this is your new baby sister. This is Avalon." She pulls the blanket away from the baby's face. The baby has large, glassy, bright green eyes; like mother. The baby giggles and holds her little arms out to me. Mother holds the baby out to me and I take my new sister in my arms. The baby giggles and I giggle too, and hold her close. I kiss her forehead.
I wake up. I check to see if I can move my body yet. I start by trying to move my fingers. When I see that I can, my push myself up into a sitting position. I look at the boys.

"What the hell was that?!" I ask.

"That was your memory. That was one of your first memories. Meeting your sister for the first time." Puck says.

"The sister that....wants to kill me?"

  • Mood: Compassion
  • Listening to: FNAF Hidden Lore (Renovations)
Hey, how would everyone feel if I were to write some fanfiction parodies of musicals? For example, supernatural X Reader-Chicago.


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