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Fandom memes/others masterlist
This is mainly for me since I tends to forget what I post😅
Gwyn:
Gwyn: one thumped on the table
Gwyn seeing Pegasus
Silver Majesty
What a woman
Gwyn being unbothered by Nesta
I kept to the trees the first two nights
How I'm probably gonna die
Me to Gwyn after she led the beast to Illyrian camp
Catrin and Gwyn
I just love how Gwyn doesn't let her fears stop her
Gwynriel:
Gwyn's glowing image in Azriel's mind
Shadows dance with Gwyn
A thing of secret lovely beauty
Azriel I have decided I don't want to concentrate
Azriel vs bryce x hunt bonus chapter ending
See you tomorrow shadowsinger
Cassian and Azriel coming to House of wind
Shadows setting up gwynriel
Azriel after Gwyn gets into a shitty situation
Azriel after one conversation with Gwyn
Azriel's smirk vs Gwyn
Imagine Azriel is down
Any canonical scene, she's a lightsinger
There's no chance in hell any of you will finish the course
I wonder what shadows' initial reaction was like
Why would I want this
I don't deserve you I'm the bad guy
How it's going to happen
Nesta and Emerie seeing Gwynriel banter
Azriel breathes
Yeah I kinda shipped elriel
Gwynriels, Nesta and shadows
Things I wish to see in the upcoming Gwynriel book
If we get knife to throat scene
Azriel, Shadows and Gwynriel banter
Cassian glanced over at Az
Gwynriel similarities
In BC Azriel doesn't seem surprised by the fact that shadows went to Gwyn
Azriel's shadows danced around him
Azriel's shadows
I am a Shadowsinger its not a title
Emerie:
Who taught them that
Whenever someone calls them a b*tch
Emorie:
This keeps getting better and better
Nesta:
Nesta at that moment
Nesta and Devlon
Nesta whenever someone asks her to be nice
Nesta whenever Cassian interrupts her reading
Nessian:
ACOSF beginning
Nesta and Cassian
Valkyries:
Valkyrie supremacy
Something deep in Nesta's chest cracked
Valkyrie trio getting kidnapped
Who's gonna cut the ribbon? Valkyrie trio
Discussing smutty books
Devlon and Valkyries
Can we have a Valkyrie bonding moment
You're now a Carythian
Emerie and Gwyn:least toxic
Emerie, Nesta and Gwyn
Pegasus is going to be a nice addition
I fully believe Valkyries are going to help Bryce
I loved Nesta, Emerie and Gwyn from the beginning
Feyre:
Feyre and Tamlin
Feyre coming to Prythian
Feyre and Attor
Feysand:
ACOMAF beginning
Rhysand whenever Feyre makes soup
Elain:
Elain to King of Hybern
I'll track down the trove
Cassian/Azriel/Rhysand/Lucien:
Cassian and Azriel on obstacle course
Cassian in spring court
Azriel & Elain & Lucien
Everytime Tamlin visits Night Court
You are to treat Gwyn with kindness and respect
Rhysand crafting the letter to the immortal queens
Azriel I don't think the cauldron works
I want Azriel to have a healthy relationship with therapy
So you'll what? seduce her?
Azriel after tucking his whole arsenal under his bed
If Lucien doesn't end up with anyone
Anti elriel:
Shadows vanish around Elain
Half of ACOTAR fandom reading Az's reasons
Azriel's shadows whenever they see Elain
I'm sure many people have already pointed this out...
HOSAB:
Ships
Vik and fandom
Hunt, Bryce and Ithan
Bryce and Danika
Others:
Ravens & Bryaxis
ACOTAR characters as marvel
ACOTAR characters as marvel part 2
Whenever I feel like rereading something
ACOTAR fandom about Illyrians
SJM males
Hating another character because of a ship
After reading KOA
Whenever someone say TOG is bad
SJM and Bloomsbury coming to ACOTAR fandom
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Therapist: So, does anyone have any healthy stress outlets?
Feyre: Screaming.
Rhysand: Arrogance.
Azriel: Torture.
Cassian: Sex.
Gwyn: Daggers.
Emerie: Tea.
Nesta: Also sex.
Mor: Avoidance.
Amren: Dying.
Elain: Gardening.
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Therapist: Ok, so we’ve got tea and gardening.
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Where do you see yourself in 5 years?
Look buddy, i’m just trying to make it to Friday.
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The Shadowsingers Tale: Chapter One
Imogen hadn’t been seen in months, not since her the High Lord of the spring court murdered her older sister and mother, leaving her brother and two best friends to try and figure out where she was. It isn’t until she discovers her true power that she is freed. 
Pairing: Azriel and Imogen 
Imogen Faceclaim - Danielle Campbell 
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 I couldn’t help the cry that escaped my lips as I fell hard onto the cold, damp Earth. From above me the man High Lord of Spring gave a cruel chuckle, his eyes glowing as i lifted my head to stare at him. Behind him, looking like he was starting to regret it, was Tamlin, his green eyes soft as they met mine over his father’s shoulder. I managed to get onto my hands and knees and crawled away from the bottom of the steps, my wings protesting with each movement of my shoulders. They were pinned together at the top, a long piece of curved ash wood keeping them pinned. I made it as close to the wall I dared, my arms giving out as I curled up on my side. 
  “My father is going to kill you.” I gasped, glaring up at him. The High Lord only smirked at me.  
  “I am counting on him coming here. He will never even know his precious little girl is hidden beneath his feet.” With a laugh, he slammed the door shut, leaving me alone in impenetrable darkness. I held a hand up in front of my face, sighing when I noticed that I couldn’t see it. Unlike Rhys, I wasn’t gifted with the ability to control darkness, which meant that I had no way to control the one that threatened to swallow me whole. Sighing, I attempted to get as comfortable as my abused body would allow me, tucking my knees to my chest for warmth. Closing her eyes, she prayed to the cauldron that someone would find her. 
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  “We can’t storm the Spring Court.” His father snapped, scowling at the taunting letter he had gotten from Tamlin. Imogen remains in our care. Do not make us harm her.  The letter had arrived that morning, a threat as much as it was a taunt. Even that spring fool couldn’t expect them to sit by while his sister remained their hostage. Yet, they also couldn’t do anything while they had her for fear of what they may do to her further. 
  “We can’t just do nothing.” Rhys whispered. “They will kill her.”
  “They will kill her if we attack. Only they know where she is, Azriel said it himself that even his spies there haven’t any word on her. To stage an attack would mean her death. They have us in a fine situation and they know it. Do nothing and they torture my daughter, do something and they kill her.” 
  “Maybe, but i can always go and try and locate her myself. They won’t know if I stick to the shadows.” Azriel explained. 
  “Then go and Azriel.” The shadowsinger stopped as the High Lord spoke. “Find her, if its the last thing you do.”
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  “Be a good girl now.” The High Lord laughed as he left, leaving me bloody on the floor. The earth reeked of it now, my blood from the past few days having always soaked into it, creating a mud that seeped into the open wounds on my body. At this point, I doubted there was a single space on me that wasn’t either cut or bruised. As the door swung shut, I let out a sigh, staying on my back as I faced the darkness, half wondering if it would speak to me again. 
  At first I thought I was going insane, when a voice broke the silence that first day, softer than any whisper. Yet, when another joined it and explained what they were, I began to realize I was far from insane. I was like Az, that ancient power awakening with each lash and cut I took, not that it did me much good. Sure, I could hear them, control them and even become a shadow, but I also had no idea how to do any of it. Judging from the fact that I was unable to heal, I doubted I would be alive long enough to ask Az for any help. 
  “Concentrate.” A voice whispered to my left. “See yourself becoming a shadow, allow us to shield you.” The voice was a soft as velvet and I lifted my head just enough to turn it in the direction the voice came from. “See yourself surrounded by us, feel us wrapping around you, only then can we help.” 
  Figuring I had nothing better to do, I closed my eyes and began to picture it. Myself being wrapped in shadows as I had seen Az wrapped them in before. I pictured myself as I saw him, becoming a shadowy figure  before vanishing completely. 
  “Good... good now see yourself where you want to be.” A second voice, just as soft as the other, whispered, cooing as I allowed myself to picture the front room in the town house. I could almost smell the Sidra river, hear the heat from the fire place, hear the laughter of my brother. “Stand now.” I followed blindly, that voice in my ear, forcing myself onto my feet. Another whispered praise and I felt like I was moving, though when I opened my eyes darkness remained. I was just about to close them when my feet hit the solid ground and the sound of Azriel letting out a cry of shock filled the room. 
  “Imo!” He cried, rushing forward as my knees gave out at the same time the shadows left me. With a cry my father was up from his desk, his eyes narrowed in a blaze of quiet fury. 
  “What happened? You said you couldn’t find her!” Rhys cried as Azriel caught me with a practiced ease. 
  “I couldn’t, those shadows weren’t my own.” He answered, his arms cradling me softly as he moves me to the couch. 
  “Mine.” I managed to whisper, my voice hoarse from screaming. “They say they are mine. 
  “Bloody hell.... she’s a shadowsinger.”
 “I don’t give a damn what she is. She’s here. Rhys gather a few men, Azriel stay with her, Cassian go get Majda.” 
  “Father?” I whispered. 
 “The High Lord and his sons will pay for every mark on your body. For every drop of blood of yours they shed, I’ll shed more. Tonight, they meet the fury of the night court.”
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The Spirit Wolf
Plot: "She is a spirit wolf." Chris Argent whispered, staring in stunned disbelief at the young woman laying on the surgical table in back room of Deacon's office. She was thin and pale, her dark brown hair fanning out around her.
"A what?" Scott demanded, his brows furrowed in disbelief. Like everyone else in the room, he was staring at the girl on the table.
"A spirit wolf, a very rare and powerful breed of werewolf, believed to have died off a long time ago. They cross between this world, the world of the living... and the dead."
Jessica Finstock was just like every other girl in Beacon Hills, blissfully unaware of the supernatural. That is until she was attacked by a unknown wolf. Unlike the others, the bite nearly killing her. In the process, she gained powers unseen by anyone in the small town. Part ghost, part living being and the only thing that can kill the ghost riders. Fandom: Teen Wolf
Pairing: Jessica Finstock x Stiles Stilnski
Jessica is played by Danielle Campbell
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"Finstock!" Stiles Stilnski called out behind him, his voice ringing through the hallway. The brunette turned with a flourish of curls, whiskey colored eyed sparkling with happiness. While the other cheerleaders made it a habit to ignore the brown haired boy, Jessica never did. Instead she was the only one that was ever nice to him. More than nice actually, she was the only cheerleader she called friend.
"Well hello Stiles." She laughed, pushing herself off the locker to make her way towards him. With a giggle she threw her arms around him in a hug. "What kinda trouble have you gotten into this time?"
"Nothing, I was hoping you could talk to your dad." He says as he pulls away. "About not putting me on the bench this year?"
"You know I can't do that. Dad doesn't listen to me when it comes to lacrosse. At least not anymore."
"You got me and Scott on the team."
"Talent got Scott on the team and to get you on the team I had to promise to stay out of it." She smiles and pats his cheek. "What I can do is convince him to let you stay after school and practice." She giggled at the scowl that dances across the boys face.
"Its honestly the best option you got Stiles."
"Fine..." He sighs, his scowl turning playful. "Will you help me?"
"Practice?" She instantly furrows her brows when his scowl turns into a pout. "Oh no, no no no." She says as she backs away from him. "The only reason I continue to have a good relationship with my dad is because I stay far away from that sport. He even so much as sees me helping you he's going to think I am going to take up the sport again."
"Again? You never told me you played before?" This came from Lydia, the red head smiling sweetly at her best friend, while also managing to ignore the dark haired boy in front of her.
"I don't like talking about it." In truth, lacrosse was something she did with her mother, but after she discovered her mother had been having an affair, it was something she steered clear of. Her father, fully aware that she loved the sport as much as he did, kept trying to convince her to get back into it. Seeing her helping Stiles would only send the wrong impression.
"Then we don't. You heading to the party tonight." Lydia asked, groaning when Jessica shook her head.
"Can't, I booked the field to practice the new routine for the girls. I want to have it flawless before I have them start doing it." In truth, she hated parties. Hated the noise and the drunken teens grinding all over each other before sneaking off to have sex. Lydia often said she was only popular due to the fact that she was captain of the cheer-leading squad, which suited her just fine.
"Fine." The red head huffed before walking off, leaving two friends alone once again.
"You staying here by yourself?" Stiles asked, his brow pinching with worry when she nodded.
"Well dad will be on the lacrosse field or in his office, I have the practice field to myself." There were two fields at the school, made for all sports but mainly the two biggest ones. Cheer-leading got the farthest field also called as the practice field as it held no stands, while the lacrosse team got the main one.
"I'll go and sit and watch. Make sure your not attacked by anything."
"That's sweet of you, I am sure dad will be pleased, but i am going to tell you the same thing I told him. An animal isn't going to come this close to the school."
"Yeah well, its not an animal i am worried about." Stiles replied, taking her bag from her. "Come on, we science and if we are late we are both dead."
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Science and the rest of the day, passed in a blur for Jessica, as it usually did when she spent time with Scott and Stiles. She shared the last two classes of the day with the boys and spent most of her time with them. It was because of this, Jessica walked onto the field with Stiles and Scott. The two sat down on the ground whispering about something as she stretched. It was because of this neither boy noticed the wolf until it was too late. With a blood curdling scream she hit the ground as the beast went for her throat, teeth tearing at the flesh.
"GET THE COACH!" Scott yelled as he barreled towards the wolf, throwing it off the girl with loud snarl. Jessica lay on the ground, gasping through the wound in her neck, her eyes wide and full of pain filled panic.
"Jessica you're going to be okay, just stay with me okay?" Scott cried suddenly, his hands fluttering around her throat before pressing them gently against the wound.
"Dad..." She gasped out, hands fluttering up towards her the boy.
"I am right here." Her father said suddenly, falling to the knees beside her. "What happened to the dog?"
"I scared it off... I... oh god I think I made it worse... I had too attack it."
"Well it would have been worse if you didn't do anything." The coach said, his eyes never leaving his daughter. "Help is coming honey, just stay with me okay."
"Hurt..." She gasped, wide eyes flickering between the two men.
"I know honey, I know." Her father soothed, his hands gently pushing Scott's away, applying a tad bit more pressure. "Just try and stay awake." Sirens blared in the background, alerting them all to the quickly approaching help. Minutes later, though for Jessica it felt like hours, she was surrounded by paramedics and given something for the pain.
"I'll lock up coach." Stiles said when it became clear the man was torn. "She's going to need you."
"If ANYTHING is out of place I will have your head Stilinski !" Bobby snarled as he shoved the keys into his hands. He glared at the boy for a fraction of a second longer before jumping into the back of the ambulance.
"Will she make it?" Stiles asked, turning to his father who was talking to Scott.
"I don't know, that wound seemed pretty bad." Noah sighed, running a hand through his hair. "She is lucky you two were so close, that wolf may have killed her."
"Can we go to the hospital?" Scott asked, biting his lip. "If she makes it, she will need me close by."
"Bloody hell!" Noah Stilinksi groaned. "Just what I need. A murdering werewolf."
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Hello! 27 year old female looking for someone over the age of 18 to roleplay ACOTAR with me on discord!! I also do
Harry Potter RP (marauders and next generation)
Supernatural
Outlander
Once Upon A Time (I usually play Emma)
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The Hybrids
Prologue: Treaty
I will give Forks Washington this, while it may not be Scotland, it was beautiful in its own way. A bit too green and constantly damp but beautiful none the less. The reservation though was stunning, mainly due to the view of the Ocean. I have always been fascinated with the ocean, long before I had ever seen it. I moved silently along the beach, watching as the waves crash against the shore as I listened to Emmett, hidden in the trees and far enough away that he couldn't be seen, wrestle a bear.
I knew he was safe, no bear was a match for Emmett, hell no animal was, yet there was a part of me that wanted to cry out whenever I was close enough to witness it. Ever since the time I had interfered by using magic to fling the bear off him, I have been banned from being with eye sight of him as he hunted. Instead, I stayed a few feet away, and tried my best to think about anything other than the fact that my husband was currently wrestling some sort of animal.
I was brought suddenly from my thoughts by the unshakable feeling something was wrong. Turning instinctively towards Emmett, I was moving a face far faster than any human, yet still too slow for my liking. As it was, I arrived just in time to see Emmett flying through the air, landing hard into a tree, a wolf stalking towards him, while another moved in for the kill. With a scream fit for a banshee, I waved my hand, sending both wolves flying away him. All of this had happened in seconds and Emmett had lunged to his feet and was standing in a protective crouch in front of me. So, they weren't alone then.
"Come out." I snarled, my hands shaking. "Before I make you." My threat must have been heard because a few moments passed a man walked slowly from the trees, his hands in the air. On either side of him was a large wolf, the two I had just sent flying.
"What are you?" The man demanded, coming a stop less than a foot away from us, his eyes wearily looking me over. I knew what he saw, a girl that barely reaching 5'7, a little plump with long chestnut curls and eyes a vivid and startling shade of pink. As he studied me, I took a moment to do the same to him. He was, admittedly beautiful and huge. He easily stood past 6feet and nothing but lean and hard muscle. He had short black hair and deep set eyes the colored of well aged whiskey. He wore no shirt, despite the fact it was cold enough that frost covered the ground, and seemed comfortable enough.
"What I am, doesn't matter, you or your pack lay a hand on my husband, or my family and I will kill you in ways that you have never dreamed to imagine." I snarled, smirking just a little as his gaze flickered towards my hands.
"Davina that is enough." Carlisle spoke, his appearance taking me by surprise. I let out a huff, but allowed myself to stand down, but only once I was sure my brothers had arrived. Sure enough, as quietly as the wolves, they appeared by my side, Cirdan shouldering his way between Carlisle and I, while Nik shepherd Lyra between him and I. My brothers stood as panthers, large and, while I knew them, very lethal looking. Enough so, that the wolves took an involuntary step back, a low snarl rumbling from ones chest.
"I do apologize on behalf of my children, they do handle believed threats very well. I am Carlisle and this is my wife Esme and our children." He didn't offer our names, a fact I was grateful for. I didn't know who these shifters were loyal too.
"I apologize, I did not know that my kind ran with yours." The man spoke after a few moments, his eyes never once leaving my hands.
"I imagine that normally they do not, but we are a special case." When the man didn't say anything Carlisle continued. "My vampire family and I do not feed on humans. Which is why you found my son going after the bear." At the reminder, I turned towards where the bear had been, wincing as I saw it lying dead, the leaves around it soaked in a deep crimson. I let out a soft moan at the waste of life and turned to glare at the man.
"I ask again, what are you?"
"Cirdan, Lyra, Davina and Niklaus are hybrids. Shifters, in Davina and Lyra's case witches, and vampires." Edward explained, ignoring the snarls of protest from the four of us. "They wont betray your secret."
"He speaks truly, I can see that you are capable of great things. Plus I do not wish for our secrets to be spread."
"Perhaps we can make a treaty then." Esme suggested, her eyes bright with hope.
"A treaty?"
"We shall stay off your land and in return, while we are here, we will ensure no other vampires come onto your land as well. In return, you will keep our secret and us yours." Edward said, placing a hand on my shoulder. I rolled my eyes but watched the shifters.
"I think that is easily arranged." I eyed him, noting that his eyes never strayed too long from my hand. Smirking just a little, I wiggled my fingers.
"May I be bold and ask a few questions, I am quite curious." The man asked, his eyes moving to mind. "How did you become what you are?"
"By a very great sacrifice, one that we work every day to make worth it." Lyra answered, her voice soft.
"I see, I shall ask no more. We accept the treaty. I shall you see you of the land and we can discuss boundary." Carlisle nodded and took Esme's hand, following the man as he lead the way. "My name is Ephraim Black by the way."
"It is a pleasure to meet you." Carlisle said, his voice ringing with sincerity. "As I said before, I am Carlisle Cullen, this is my wife Esme and our children, Edward, Lyra, Davina, Niklaus, Cirdan, Emmett and Rosalie."
"Will you be here long?"
"The children are enrolled in school." Was his only response, but it seemed enough because Ephraim nodded his head. I followed in silence, leaning into Emmett, thinking of the three others that would be joining us in only a few short years. I smiled softly, knowing that it wouldn't come quickly enough.
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“We never left. Until the end.”
HARRY POTTER AND THE PRISONER OF AZKABAN (2004) / HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS - PART 2 (2011)
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The Hyrbrids
Fandom: Twilight
Characters: Edward Cullen, Bella Swan, Esme Cullen, Rosalie Hale, Jasper Hale, Emmett Cullen, Alice Cullen
Original Characters: Davina Sanderson, Niklaus Sanderson, Lyra Sanderson, Cirdan Sanderson. Lillian Cullen
Pairings: Jasper Hale and Lyra Sanderson
Alice Cullen and Cirdan Sanderson
Emmett Cullen and Davina Sanderson
Rosalie Hale and Niklaus Sanderson
Edward Cullen and Bella Swan
Jacob Black and Lillian Cullen
Plot: The Sanderson four are the worlds only vampire and witch hybrids. Powerful and bonded together, they found their ways to the Cullen clan, quickly falling into place in their new vampire family. Things take a turn though when Bella enters the picture and soon the four Sanderson's find themselves having to use their magic to not only protect themselves but their new family from a threat far greater than they imagined.
Lyra face claim
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Niklaus face claim
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Lillian face claim
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Parts: will be added as they are uploaded/posted
Prologue: treaty
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I have never  hit reblong this fast in my life. 
rb if you’d wipe all pedophiles off this earth
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She’s Her Daddy’s World
Plot: When  a demon finds out about Katie Winchester, Dean Winchester’s daughter, they decided to make her their next target, to tell all of hell they managed to kill a Winchester. What they don’t know is, Katie isn’t going down without a fight. When Dean discovers the news article, his world changes for the better and he soon finds that Katie is the center of his world and hell help the creature that tries to hurt her. 
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(I found this pic on Google and it inspired the whole thing, if you own the picture let me know and I will give you the credit due)
Ravana sat in silence, watching the brick house across from her, pleased the meat suit she was using lived across the road from Baby Winchester. The girl was still a child, only about 14 at most, still a baby in her eyes and as far as she can tell, totally unaware that monsters and demons even existed. Which would make it all the easier for her. The other demons didn’t need to know the girl knew nothing about what her father did, only that she was the daughter of the great Dean Winchester. 
Ravana perked up when she saw the mother, a thin blonde woman arrive home, Baby Winchester climbing from the back seat of the car. Baby Winchester looked like her father, long black hair, pale green eyes. The only different was the girl got her mothers height and build. The demon waited until the mother and daughter had gotten into the house before moving from the porch. No reason to leave the mother alive after all. 
When the demon reached the pale green door, she waved a hand causing it fly open, smirking at the startled woman staring back at her. The mother, acting as humans do with their young, pushed baby Winchester behind her, screaming for her to run. The girl took off without a second thought, racing to where ever she felt safe. 
“What do you want?” The mother screamed, her blue eyes widening as she watched Ravana move closer to her. 
“To kill little baby Winchester.” Ravana answers, her eyes going black. “With her death under my belt I will be the most respected demon in all of hell. Killing a Winchester.”
“I won’t let you hurt her!” She screams, the woman grabbed a vase from the table beside her and tossed it at the demon. Ravana, only snarled as she moves across the room to slam the woman against the wall, her hand curling around her throat. 
“You can’t stop me.” Ravana snarled. “You a weak stupid little human, against me, a 100 year old Demon?” Ravana laughed, before slamming her hand into the woman’s chest and ripped out her heart. She lets it fall to the ground, humming as she continues down the hall. 
“Little Winchester, come out come out where ever you are.” Ravana sings, running her blood covered fingers over the wall. She moves down the hall, going into another room. She looks for the girl for what feels like ever before giving up. 
“Little Winchester!” She snarls as she begins to tear the house apart, ripping the doors off the hinges. “COME OUT” She spends another destroying the place before deciding that the stupid brat had ran from the house. Cursing, she leaves her meat suit.  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ From the panic room under the kitchen counter, Katie sat in frozen panic, staring at the cloud of black smoke that was leaving her neighbors mouth from the camera that was in the kitchen. She stayed where she was, too afraid to leave. She didn’t crawl out of the room until the police had arrived and she was sure it was safe. The police took the video footage before leaving her alone. 
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Dean Winchester was looking for a case when he found a picture of a young girl that he knew from when he was 16. He clicked on the obit, his eyes widening when he read that she was survived by her daughter, Katherine Winchester. He clicked on the picture and let out a groan. There was no denying it. He, Dean Winchester, had a daughter. A daughter, who was now the target of a demon if the article was correct. 
“Sam, Cas... we have to go to Georgia.” He called out. 
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What You Mean to Me.
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Lizzco FINALLY get back together..... after being adorable..
   “I am going to forgive him. I am going to tell him when I see him next.” Lizzy announced softly as she sits down beside Astoria. At once the blonde haired girl turned to her, grinning widely, her eyes sparkling as Ginny leaned across to grip Lizzy’s hand.
   “What finally convinced you Miss, I am never going to forgive him.” Ginny demanded, her long red hair falling into her eyes. Lizzy sighed, biting her bottom lip as she giggles at her friend. 
   “Come on girl.” Hermione demanded as she leaned across from her, her hand gripping Lizzy’s forearms. “Details.”
 “I heard him last night, screaming out in his sleep. He was having a nightmare, begging someone not to harm me, to not kill me. It kinda opened my eyes to everything, that he was really trying to protect me, that there was a real danger in him staying near me. The tattoo he has helped too.”
  “Tattoo!!” All three girls demanded, eyes turned onto her. Lizzy giggles, her cheeks flushing brightly as she nods her head. 
   “My name right above her heart.” She whispered, chuckling as all three girls cooed loudly at the thought. Hermione clutched at her heart, sighing out how romantic it was. 
  “So your brothers were right?” Astoria giggled, rolling her eyes when Hermione and Lizzy instantly shushed her. “What?”
   “They can never know, or else we will never live it down.” Lizzy laughed, rolling her eyes playfully in the direction of her brothers, who were whispering together by the door. “They are up to something. Hermione, Harry is your best friend, what the hell is going on?”
   “You’ll see.” Hermione smirked, rolling her eyes at the girl. Before Lizzy could question it further, the door to the common room opened and Draco walked in, a guitar in his hand. At once, everyone in the common room turned to her, their gazes flickering back and forth between her and Draco. 
   “Beth, I wrote this song for you, to tell you that I am sorry.” Draco said, taking a deep breath before he began to strum his guitar. 
   “ Can't blame you for thinking, that you never really knew me at all I tried to deny you but nothing ever made me feel so wrong. I thought I was protecting you from everything that I go through, but I know that we got lost along the way. Here I am with all my heart, I hope you understand. I know I let you down, but I'm never gonna make that mistake again.” Draco sang, moving slowly towards her. Lizzy’s hand flew up to her mouth, her eyes growing wide as she stared at him, her heart beating hard in her chest. 
   “Oh my god..” She whispered as she watches him. 
   “ You brought me closer to who I really am. Come take my hand, I want the world to see what you mean to me. What you mean to me. Just know that I'm sorry, I never wanted to make you feel so small. Our story is just beginning, but let the truth break down these walls, oh yeah yeah, and every time I think of you I think of how you pushed me through and show me how much better I could be.” His gaze was locked on her as he moves forward, gauging out her reaction. She smiles at him, blinking back tears that threatened to fall. She loved this man more than anything and he knew the way to her heart. 
    “ Here I am with all my heart, I hope you understand. I know I let you down But I'm never gonna make that mistake again. You brought me closer to who I really am, come take my hand. I want the world to see what you mean to me, yeah. You make me feel like I'm myself, instead of being someone else. I wanna live that everyday. You say what no one else would say. You know exactly how to get to me, you know it's what I need. It's what I need, yeah Here I am with all my heart. I hope you understand (I hope you understand) I know I let you down, but I'm never gonna make that mistake again (that mistake again). You brought me closer to who I really am, so come take my hand. I want the world to see what you mean to me......what you mean to me” He finished the song by kneeling in front of her. 
   “Beth I love you, more than anything and...” She cut him off with a kiss, smiling widely as she runs her hands through his hair. 
   “I was always going to take you back.” She chuckled as she pulled away. “I love you more than life itself Dray, I am not me without you.”
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Do you have a masterlist?
I do! I am on mobile at the moment so I cant get it to it but when I am on my laptop next I shall post it.
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Comforting
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Lizzco moment. Cute. 
She was walking down the hall when she saw him dark into Myrtles bathroom. She frowned as she followed him inside, locking the door behind her. Myrtle looked at her before floating out the door, pointing off towards the sinks, where Draco stood sobbing. She moved to him at once, softly calling out his name.  “Dray? Baby?” Without a word he turns to her, closing the small gap between them and pulling her tightly against him, she hummed and began to run her fingers through her hair, singing softly in an attempt to help calm down.
“I can’t do this Beth, I can’t.” He sobs in her shoulder. Lizzy tightens her arms around him, running her fingers through his hair. She wants so badly to console him, but she knows there is nothing she can say. He is a boy that has been handed a task that is impossible for him to complete and it kills her. 
“I wish I could help Dray, I really do.” They hear the voices coming from the hallway and they both freeze. Neither no which side is racing towards them. “Run away with me Dray. Right now, we can leave. Go to Canada like we joked about.” She whispers, pulling back to stare at him. Instead of answering he slams his lips against hers, kissing her fiercely. He wanted one last kiss before he leaves her. 
“I can’t Beth, you won’t be safe with me, anywhere. If you want to help me, stay away from me.” He can’t look her in the eyes as he says it, already knowing the pain that would be reflected in her eyes. “I love you Beth, but if it means breaking your heart to keep you safe, I will do it.” He kisses her one last time, unable able to stop himself before leaving her. 
“Dray!” She cries, clinging to his shirt sleeve. “Don’t do this baby. Dray please.” Her voice breaks as she cries, a sob leaving her when he pulls out of her grip and walks out the door. 
“Dumbledore is dead Beth, this is the only way.” He whispers before slipping from the bathroom. He sees Ron and Ginny, and nods towards the bathroom. “She’ll need Ced, find him.” Is all he says as he walks away, her sobs echoing through his head. 
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Choose Me
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  Lizzy stood in silence beside Cedric, his arm wrapped around her shoulders. She stood in silence, cradling her arms as she looked around for Draco. She knew he was alive at least as she had seen him a moment before. She searched for him, now. She found him standing a little ways away, alone with a look of terror on his face. Her heart broke for him. She wanted to go to him, to cradle him against her chest and play with his hair while she sang softly to him. 
“Lizbit?” Ced asked softly, drawing her attention away from the boy she loved more than anything. She turned to her brother, smiling softly. “You two will work it out,”
“I hope so Ced.” She whispers softly, her gaze flickering back to Draco. Before her brother could answer, Narcissa Malfoy stepped forward. 
“Draco, come on Draco.” She whispered, eyeing her son. Without thinking of it, she moved forward.
“Draco?” She called out, holding a hand towards him. The boy turned to her, a sad look on his face. 
“I can’t Lizzy, I have to protect you.”
“No. Draco, you swore you would come back to me. You promised.”
“I also promised to protect you, I have to.” He gave her one last sad look before moving to his parents, who smirked proudly at her. 
“Stupid child, you were never more than a fling. You would never last.” Lucius snapped, smirking at her as Draco reached them. She waited, surely he would say something, defend her but he only allowed his mother to lead him away. 
“If you do this Draco we are over. This is your last chance.” She cried after him, begging him to turn around. When he didn’t, she turned around and sank into Cedric’s opened arms, letting out a sob. He didn’t love her. He really didn’t love her. 
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To Protect You
Plot: It’s the midst of the battle and Lizzco is reunited  This is part of the Lizzco series. No they aren’t yet numbered. 
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Lizzy rounded the corner, her brown hair flying behind her, her heart in her throat. She knew he would be here, she knew it. She needed to find him, to see for herself that he was safe. She was so lost in her panic that she didn’t see him at first, not until he softly said her name and then it was like time had stopped. She turned towards him, letting out a strangled cry of relief. 
“Draco!” She cried, jumping over the rubble throw herself at him, cling him to his lean frame. “Thank the gods.” 
“Lizzy...” He said slowly, confused as to the her affection. How could she still love him, still care for him, when he was a death eater? She was so good, always stood firmly in the light and yet here she was, clinging to him, crying over HIM. 
“Your alive.” She whispered, leaning back to smile widely at him. She wanted to kiss him, to feel his lips against hers but he had broken things off, had said it was to protect her. Not that she cared, she always knew he was good. 
“So are you.” Draco whispered, cupping her face in his hands, his borrowed wand pressed against her cheek. “Your not suppose to be here.”
“I knew you would be here, I had to come. No one on our side is looking out for you, well Ced is but just him. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself..” He cut her off with a kiss, still amazed that she cared this much. 
“If we both make it out of this alive, your mine.” He whispered as he pressed his forehead against hers. 
“I always have been.” She whispered, jumping at the sound of voices coming quickly towards them. Without a word he shoved her away, knowing what she didn’t, what she wouldn’t accept, that no matter what side caught her in his arms, she would be dead. She stared at him for a moment, biting her lip, rolling her eyes as he whispered one thing before running off. 
“Elizabeth, stop biting your lip.”
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