Nox had gone to all the shelters and reputable spots to find a pet human. Not just any pet human, a service human. One that could help him when his old war injuries made it impossible to do something. One that could fetch his medicine, or sit with him if he was having a flashback, or just to be company on a good day. He didn't find anything that would fit into his life, until he stopped by a nearby shelter. *There will be no relationship between any alien or human beyond pet and owner.* *I own none of the artwork, credit to the original artists.* *Sorry, I'm not putting trigger warnings at the top of the page.*

MAIN STORY FINISHED, ADDITIONAL MATERIAL STILL BEING POSTED. ONLY "Epilogue: Exploration" and "Epilogue: Education" ARE MATURE. EVERYTHING ELSE IS TEEN. Severus had always believed that romance wasn't for him. Everyone else believed him to be filthy death eater scum, and he agreed, never fathoming the concept of someone liking him enough to actually pursue a relationship with him. Until one fine day in sixth year, when he finds himself with a small, three year old child clinging to his right leg, calling him Papa. Cross Posted on AO3 under MoonlightEtherealAria

Another seveitus fic. Look at me being creative.. Jk.

"You can call it a choice but it never really feels like one. Its like, I make a conscious decision to leave you behind but some unconscious result has me running back. I don't know, does that mean we belong together? Because I sure as hell hope it doesn't, I can't love you, and you can't love me. And we can never really be together, not in this life." ©jadeforsaken productions cover made by @MoiraC

Your relationship with Dean is tested time and again when he receives the mark of Cain in order to kill Abaddon. Will it be able to survive the mark, and what happens if you run away from it all? Will Dean be able to forgive himself if something happens to you because of the mark?

Let me tell you this; hunting isn't all glory. It's filled with death, and pain, and misery. As a Hunter myself, I'll advise you that revenge isn't worth it. Because of revenge, I got my whole family captured. I let my anger and pride get in the way of rational thought. In an unlikely turn of events, I struck a deal with Sam and Dean Winchester. Together, we plan to kill Abbadon and get my family back, with angels, demons, monsters and hunters alike, all out to kill us. But even if we stop Abbadon, and I get my family back, how much longer will I be able to live with what's lurking inside me? How long will it take for me to become the thing I hate most? This is the story about how a monster-hunter became the monster.