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MEG MASTERS OF CW'S SUPERNATURAL. the word ‘savior’ means nothing when you’re left all alone and the people you tried to save are dead.

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c a s t i e l.

all traces of happiness were completely ERASED from the angel’s features. his mind searched for a REASON why his friends never told him of meg’s death. “ you’ve been DEAD ? ” he whispered, unsure of what he just heard. he figured that he shouldn’t have been so surprised, but why would his friend keep something like this from him? that question kept PLAGUING his mind. “ i didn’t know. i just thought you fled before crowley had time to–but you were dead this whole time ? ” words could not explain the betrayal that he felt for the winchesters. he kept trying to justify it– he had to. they were his FRIENDS. they helped him. so why would they hide this from him. hide the woman that had taken care of him when they couldn’t.

     WORDS CAN’T describe what Meg is currently feeling. Anger, betrayal... Sadness ? Wow, that was something Meg hadn’t felt in a L O N G time... Know she remembers ( why ). Absolutely nothing good about it. “ Four years and counting, feathers. “ Hearing Cas S A Y he didn’t know drives the knife even d e e p e r. God, this stings more than Crowley ACTUALLY killing her. She physically H U R T S. “ Yeah... Crowley left a, uh... He left a pretty sizable hole in my stomach with my—YOUR—angel blade. Remember the one I took from you ? Yeah, that one. After you fled with the tablet. “ She’s ( ANGRY ). God, she’s so fucking A N G R Y ! Why didn’t they TELL HIM ? He deserved to know... “ I scrape up your broken pieces, I take c a r e of you, when all they did was ABANDON you.. And they didn’t even have the COMMON SENSE to tell you I died ? My, my, just when I thought those two couldn’t get anymore dumber... They always seem to s u r p r i s e me. “

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c a s t i e l.

he hardly realizes that it’s been YEARS since they’ve seen each other. that thought makes his heart STING with the pain of missing her. he still had no real answer on how or way she left. perhaps she was just on the run. that was the only GOOD thing that came to his mind. that was the only thing he wanted to think, because the thought of her dead was just too unbearable. “ i’ve been fine, ” he spoke, settling with the word FINE because it was the only one that seemed to fit. “ how’ve you been ? ”

     MEG’S GLAD to hear Cas is doing fine, even if she knows just what ( fine ) means. He’s alive, that’s a l l that matters to her. But he asks how SHE’S been, and Meg can’t help but L A U G H. “ You’re kidding, right, Clarence ? “ There was n o w a y Cas didn’t know of her death. She asked ONE THING of Sam Winchester in her final moments. Take care of Cas. TELL HIM she was gone. Not hide it from him for the past four years. He must n o t be kidding... A ( bitter ) laugh leaves the demon’s lips then, a hand coming up to run through her messy blonde hair. “ Wow. Neither of them told you ? After all I had done for them ? Now T H A T is a real dick move... I’ve been D E A D for the past four fucking years, that’s how I’ve BEEN... Glad to know I mean something to those two. “

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d a e n e r y s.

The chuckle causes Daenerys to raise an eyebrow, cocking her head the slightest bit to let the other know that she is not deaf to mockery. She does not return the smile, either. Daenerys interprets the action as a way of showing PITY or SYMPATHY, two things which the Queen does not want in the slightest. She wants nothing but STRONG SUPPORT and VALUABLE INFORMATION. “If you have no information, then I suppose I have no business speaking with you any further.” The silver Queen pauses, scanning the stranger for but a second before she opens her mouth once more. “And they are not mere ‘reptile FRIENDS’. They are my children, they are dragons. They are more fierce than anything you have ever known.”

     THE DEMON shakes her head as she looks at the other, lips pulling together into a line. Judging by the clothes, Meg assumes she’s not from around here. Or even from this TIMELINE. “ I have a small bit of information. Not on your dragons or your men, but where you are. You look like you’re not from... Around here. “ A small shrug of her shoulders as she stays seated on the bench, still looking towards the other. She wasn’t from around here either, Hell she was supposed to be ( DEAD ) but yet. Here she was. Alive and kicking again. So Meg wouldn’t be all too surprised if this woman had m a g i c a l l y appeared as well. “ Your children ? Quite young to be a mother, don’t ya’ think ? But don’t be so sure, I’ve seen FIERCER things than just... Dragons. “

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c a s t i e l.

her arms around him was enough to make cas’s knees week. HELL when he laid his eyes on her for the first time in F O R E V E R, his heart tried to escape from his chest. so when she had her arms wrapped tight around his waist. she was so NOSTALGIC. she brought back so many memories just by this HUG. he secretly wished that he could never let go of her. that way it would ensure that she’d never leave. “ YES– of course, ” the angel preached, his lips easily forming their way into a smile. 

     SHE FEELS... Safe. That’s the only word she can ( find ) to describe what she’s feeling when he holds her. A light chuckle manages past her lips as she pulls away from the embrace then, a heavy sigh falling afterwards. “ Alright, I’ll believe that. “ The demon gives him a smile ( one that she’s reserved JUST for Castiel ) as she looks up at him, a small part of her brain wanting to t h a n k whoever brought her here. For reuniting her with Cas. “ So... How’ve you been the past few years ? Haven’t seen you in a long while, huh ? “

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s u m m e r.

“I suggest someone explains to me where I am,” she growled, looking around at the building. “And afterwards tell me where Bran Stark is”

     THE DEMON smirks as she looks at the stranger, head tilting to the side slightly. “ Oooh, I’m absolutely QUAKING in my boots right now ! “ Meg tucks her hands into the pockets of her leather jacket, watching the other for another moment. “ Sorry, sweetcheeks. I really can’t help you. No clue where this ‘Bran’ dude is. “

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p a n s y.

there was a small sound of exasperation as the small witch paced around the streets. “throw me into some random city in the states surrounded by ridiculous muggles, sure, i don’t fucking care.” that wasn’t completely true but it wasn’t like hogwarts was a joy ride. even less people wanted to associate with pansy than normal after the war, but the slytherin absolutely had to graduate. “but ya think maybe the world could be just a little less of a bitch and send me here with my fucking cigarettes.” she looked down, kicking at the gravel underneath her with her boots. the random trip wasn’t even surprising to pansy at this point, just annoying.

     THE DEMON smiles at the sound of the other’s voice, a chuckle falling past her lips as she digs around in the pocket of her leather jacket for her packet of smokes. “ Yeah, sucks, right ? Here, have at ‘em. “ Meg tosses the carton at the stranger kicking at the ground, hoping they’ll catch them before they hit the ground. Wouldn’t that be cool ? “ Something brought me back to LIFE and it didn’t even have the ( courtesy ) to drop me off with a pack myself. Bullshit, right ? “

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d a e n e r y s.

    A concerned expression settles upon the visage of the silver-haired queen as she stands lost in the middle of a Seattle street. This place is wild; Daenerys is surrounded by SO MANY PEOPLE, but not even one is recognizable ( meaning her ARMY and her ALLIES must have been taken as prisoners, for they would never WILLINGLY abandon her ). And her dragons, of course, are nowhere to be found. This is NOT the environment she imagined when Viserys told her stories about Westeros, no, not at all. It doesn’t even seem real.

    Daenerys decides that the best course of action is to exchange information with a stranger in hopes of discovering something useful. There are countless strangers, though — why is Westeros so GOD DAMN crowded? Like picking out an arbitrary wave in the ocean, the silver Queen turns to someone and faces them with a stern countenance. Her first instinct is to bring up her dragons, as anyone in Westeros would immediately recognize her at the mention of them.

                           “Tell me who has my DRAGONS and my men and I will grant you                                whatever you desire once I take back what is rightfully m i n e.”

     HER HEAD is buried in a book when the stranger approaches her, trying to refresh her memory on some spells. Maybe something that could get her out of Seattle would be in here, that’d be nice. But so far, she’s found absolutely NOTHING on how to possibly get out of here. A chuckle manages past Meg’s lips though once the woman asks about where her dragons may be, as well as her men. She wishes she could help though, really, she does. especially since she must have P O W E R. Somebody who has ( DRAGONS ) m u s t be high up in the rankings.

     MEG GIVES a smile then, almost a bit ( too ) sweet as she closes up her book, pushing it aside. “ I wish I could tell you who’s got your reptile friends, or your men, but I can’t help you on that, ma’am. Sorry. “ If she’s nice, maybe she can win this woman over. Find herself some protection in this world. 

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c a s t i e l.

castiel couldn’t help but chuckle at her comment. there were a lot of things that he’d learned after she D I S A P P E A R E D. though, her disappearance wasn’t really much of a problem anymore. HERE SHE WAS right in front of him. he couldn’t help but feel GIDDY just at the sight of her. he didn’t care to ask where she went. he didn’t WANT to know what happened, because that could risk ruining such a moment. “ dont say that. you saved me, ” he said, a KIND soft smile etched across his lips before he responded, “ i m i s s e d  you too. ”

     MEG PAUSES as she looks up at him, lips pulling together into a tight line. “ Yeah, s a v e d you. “ She scoffs, shaking her head as she crosses her arms over her chest then. “ Well.. I think I kinda had to. The Winchester’s abandoned you, who else was gonna protect your feathery ass when you were losing your noodle ? “ A part of Meg was still BITTER towards the Winchester’s and how they just left Cas out to dry. But that was the p a s t. She’s here now, completely alive, and the love of her life angel she tolerated was stood in front of her. What more could she ask for ? “ Have you really though ? “ Something OVERCOMES her ( she’s not sure w h a t, just that she hates it ) and she lurches forward to wrap her arms around the angel, slipping them under the trenchcoat and around his waist.

[starrysuggestion]

Please don’t leave. Everyone leaves. Everyone always leaves. God, just please don’t leave.

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c a s t i e l.  

 “ sorry to burst your bubble, but i’m afraid my NOODLE is in p e r f e c t working condition. it is a SHAME, though. i always loved having you as my n u r s e, ” he said as a playful smirk grew on his lips. he’d missed her and because of this he’d suffered with what DEAN would call ‘ word vomit. ’ but that didn’t seem to matter, not when MEG was standing in front of him. no amount of word vomit could possibly ruin the moment.

     “ BURST my bubble ? I don’t think I’ve e v e r heard you use that term before. “ The demon S M I L E S at the sight of Castiel ( it’s soft && genuine, something very n e w she’s been experiencing ) a soft hum leaving her lips. “ Why ? I wasn’t a very g o o d one, Castiel Masters. “ Her tone is light and teasing, hands tucked into the pockets of her leather jacket. “ I missed you, Clarence... “ Meg says is QUIETLY, almost like she was actually AFRAID to admit it.

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@fcllcnangcl | continued from ☠

     “ EXCUSE me ? Are you... Is your n o o d l e in order right now ? Or are you ( crazy town ) Cas again ? I don’t think I can HANDLE taking care of you again. “

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k l a u s.

“art is a wonderful thing isn’t it? i often forget the joys in painting. but i suppose that’s because my attention’s mainly directed at my daughter and my blood thirst. two things that will keep a man very busy.” 

     “ DON’T care much for art, never been a favourite pass time of mine. I much prefer MUSIC when it comes to expressing your feelings... And cause I’m absolute garbage at painting. If I can’t do it, I don’t like it. But you’ve got a daughter ? H u h. I didn’t know Fangbanger’s could reproduce. But you’re right, that would keep a man really busy. Daughters and drinking dads. Definitely won’t lead to daddy issues later on in life. “

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a l i c i a.

well, that was WORRYING. sure, a small break was always NICE, but alicia couldn’t stay in seattle FOREVER. she had a f a m i l y to get back to. “ so, i SHOULDN’T click my heels together three times and say ‘there’s no place like home’ ? duly noted. ” if only things worked like that. “ last i checked, i was in mexico. that’s not important, though. how is seattle still standing ?? it was DESTROYED in the apocalypse. ” the girl at the picnic table seemed to have a fair amount of knowledge on the place, so it was the perfect opportunity to dig. 

     “ SORRY, Dorothy, you’re stuck here just like the rest of us. Auntie Em won’t be seeing you anytime soon. “ The demon gives a surprisingly sweet smile, soft brown gaze watching the other. “ MEXICO ? You’ve come quite a way. I suppose I’m not one to speak though, I came back to LIFE in this... World. “ Once the other makes comment on Seattle being destroyed in the apocalypse, her brows draw together in confusion, lips pulled tightly in a line. She may have been dead for a couple years, but surely that COULD have been enough time for Sam and Dean to set the world to end again. “ APOCALYPSE ? Sorry, sweets, can’t help ya’ there. Whatever, or whoever, put us here made sure to wipe the slate clean. No apocalypse or anything of the like. “

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j a s p e r.

“Your opinion is truly unnecessary,” Jasper bit back, glowering at the human. At least, she believed her to be one. “I don’t care what your kind thinks. I could shatter you all, it wouldn’t be hard. Just leave me ALONE. Why can’t you humans understand something so simple?”

     “ OUCH, hitting me really where it hurts. What a comeback. “ Meg smiles a bit too sweetly, pale hands coming down to tuck into the pockets of her leather jacket. “ MY kind ? Oh please ! Go right ahead and shatter humans, these pesky little things have been getting on my nerves for THOUSANDS of years. Don’t e v e r mistake me for these flawed abortions again. “

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j a s p e r.

“GET AWAY FROM ME!” Swinging her arm widely at the surrounding humans, she narrowly missed, her arm instead hitting and leaving a large DINT in a car. Baring her teeth at the closest person, she growled, “Leave. Me. BE.”

     “ HM, AND I thought m y claws were sharp. “ A smirk takes Meg’s lips with ease, looking at the stranger throwing her little... Temper tantrum. “ That is truly unnecessary.. You know that, R I G H T ? “ The demon gives a sharp roll of her eyes, a chuckle falling past her lips.

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a l i c i a.

SEATTLE. okay, that was unexpected. last time she had checked, alicia had been in MEXICO with her mother and travis; all three of them leaning over a lifeless body. — but if that was true, then how the HELL had she ended up ( nearly ) thirty-nine hours away from mexico in a single night ? it didn’t make SENSE. “ is it COMMON for people to MAGICALLY show up in this town ? ” she asked after a moment of hesitation, eyes trained on a PERFECT STRANGER as she spoke. 

     LOOKING up from her magazine, Meg lets out a hum as she nods her head, smirk present on her lips. “ Quite common, actually. No worries Dorothy, you’re not the only one who isn’t in Kansas anymore. And I’d suggest gettin’ cozy, cause you’re not leaving anytime soon, either. “ She closes up her magazine then, placing it down on the nearby picnic table she was sitting at. “ So, where’d you come from, Stranger ? “

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n e g a n.

“lucille is pretty badass when she wants to be. we’ll just have to see if she likes you. but fair warning. she hates other women. it’s a jealousy thing.” he jokes, trying to make the other laugh. “i’ve got an idea” negan states, getting up and disappearing into his house for a moment and returning with various cups, plates and bottles. one by one, he places them on the banister on his porch. “here” he turns around, holding lucille out to the demon. “let’s see if she likes you”

     “ I HOPE to one day be as badass as Lucille. I truly do. Does it count if I’m not actually a woman? I’m just WEARING a woman. And does it matter if she’s alive? Cause not only am I wearing this lovely woman, she’s been ( dead ) for four years now. “ The demon can’t help but laugh, though it’s still a bit bitter and wet. Meg watches him with curiosity as he walks away, her dark brows pulling together as he returns with a few.. Props. When Negan turns around and holds the demon out to her, brown eyes W I D E N in shock. “ Well I certainly wasn’t expecting t h a t. “ Her voice comes out in a soft hum, fingers reaching out to grab the barbed wire baseball bat. “ Now this is an HONOR, Negan. Shit ! “