(I'm in the process of rewriting this book! The new version is called "Bubblegum and Blood Roses"! But please feel free to still read this one! The plots are different!) Even at a small age, Cansas Walker knew she was different. She was the little girl at school with a knife collection. Being the youngest in a family of hunters can be hard, especially when both your big sisters only fight with each other. But when Cansas starts making things happen an Archangel of the Lord saves them from the demons that mean to kill them. This Archangel stays with Cansas until she turns nine years old. He leaves breaking the little girl's heart, but her life went on. Everything seemed to be back to normal until the demon Quinn kills her mother and father. Both her big sisters go off on their own leaving Cansas in the care of their family friends, the Winchesters. They took care of her until she was old enough to go off on her own. Now at the age of twenty-one, Cansas finds herself on a hunt with the Winchester boys that brings her close to a certain Trickster. Cansas life seems to be spiraling downward as she learns the truth about herself, But with the looming threat of the apocalypse, she must be stronger than ever to take on the great pain that comes with loving and losing an Angel of the Lord. -I don't own anything except my OCs. -Seasons 2-5 with some other characters from later seasons

P O S S E S I O N /pəˈzɛʃ(ə)n/ noun the state of having, owning, or controlling something. ''There are no bad people, there are only bad deeds.'' Count Olaf x oc Briar Baudelaire, 16 Years old and the oldest of them. After their parents died the baudelaires are brought into the care of cout Olaf. The count is thoroughly obsessend with the Baudelaire fortune which is only exempted when Briar turn 18. But there's something about Briar he likes. So he isn't just obsessed about the fortune, no he is also obsessed with Briar. He want her. (Slow Updates)

When Y/n was younger, she used to live in a wonderful mansion, with loving parents and a darling twin brother, who always tried his best to take care of her, as she did for him. But one day, when asked by her parents to go grocery shopping, a great and terrible fire raged, destroying her home and everyone inside it. Although no bodies except her brother's was found. Y/n was devastated, and a strange man called: Count Olaf. Tried to take her in, but failed. Another kind family took her in. The Baudelaires. She grew to love them with all her heart. But today, she and the three Baudelaire children were mysteriously asked to go to briny beach. She didn't mind of course. It was a perfect day for helping Violet with her new invention, and for practicing her graceful martial arts on the shoreline. Y/n had become somewhat of a daredevil, refusing to let her fears overcome her, since the terrible fire.. Some notes: this is for female readers. Unless of course you don't mind being called: she, her, girl, female. Sorry but I will be doing things like 'moves a strand of h/c behind ear' and such. So sorry if you are bald. If so, feel free to ignore the comment, or pretend that you have hair. It MIGHT have some slow updates. I have trouble with motivation and I get busy irl pretty easily. So please excuse me for that. I shall try my best to update when possible. Though I refuse to update if I am seriously not feeling it. Since if I do, it will likely put me off writing this completely, and I'm sure you do not want that. Although comments such as 'please update!' Are welcome. Since it shows that you are enjoying it, and will surely give me more motivation to do this. You are 13 and a half at the start) ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ May be triggering, May contain mentions of abuse and such. DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN PRACTIALLY ANYTHING. NOT EVEN YOU. ALL RIGHTS GO TO THE ORIGINAL OWNERS: LIKE LEMONY SNICKET, NETFLIX AND SUCH. IF I OWN SOMETHING, (e.g a picture) I WILL SAY SO AT THE TIME

You were in your potions class mixing a potion next to Neville, who was in detention. You often went to your potion class to work than anything else, your teacher didn't mind because you were quiet. Everything was fine till Neville's cauldron started to to start shaking. You knew what was going to happen, but before you could start to run... the cauldron blew up and you feel unconscious.

(Fiction Severus Rogue, Lily Evans, Harry Potter) "Et si Lily ne s'était pas interposée entre le Seigneur des Ténèbres et son fils, le petit Harry ? Qu'en est-il de Severus Rogue ? Lui, secrètement amoureux depuis toujours de cette fille aux yeux émeraude, Lily... " Nuit d'Halloween, Godric's Hollow, 1981 Lors de l'attaque de Voldemort à la maison des Potter à Godric's Hollow, ce dernier a épargné la vie de Lily, mère du petit Harry. Le Seigneur des Ténèbres l'a offerte au jeune Severus Rogue qui la ramena chez lui, à l'Impasse du Tisseur. ✘Une fanfiction (qui n'est cependant pas mienne) que je tiens à vous faire partager, pour tout ceux qui aime le monde d'Harry Potter, et plus particulièrement le personnage de Severus Rogue. Je pense que sans lui, le cours de cette fantastique saga n'aurait aucun sens. Avis, remarques, je prends. La bise ! Always ❧

(Y/n) is a teacher at UA, one of the most renowned high schools for those with quirks. She had been teaching there for a little over two years now, and she taught Basic Close Combat. Her quirk, sensory deprivation, was very helpful in this class. She thought she knew the staff of the school rather well, but there was a teacher or two that she hadn't met yet. She had almost an entire wing of the school to herself, apart from all the other teachers and classes, making an excellent platform for combat. But, when the students are allowed to move into the dorms built for them, the teachers are required to move into a dorm, too. The student dorms were on one side of the campus, the teachers dorms on the other. While she was sitting on the roof one night, as the other teachers were having a celebration of recovering the schools name, she was joined by a certain black haired teacher. "Hello, I don't think we've met. I'm (Y/n), the Close Combat teacher." She said, introducing herself. "Aizawa." Was all she got in response. ((Hi. Just so we are clear, I own nothing of My Hero Academia, the cover art is not my own, and I most certainly do not own you. I have not read the manga, so this is 'based' off the anime. Thanks for reading, and enjoy!))