PickingupEllen is a fanfiction writer and fanartist from Scotland who no longer lives in the sticks.

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Find Someone to Carry You 6

Chapter 6 “Sirius Black, the bench of Peers has called doubt upon your ability to raise a peer of the realm to the standard our fine isle deserves. Having reviewed your social and family alignment, your state of employment and your education, in every respect. The Wizangamot will now vote on whether you shall be …

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Find Someone to Carry You 4-5

Chapter 4 “JAMES POTTER, THE LIGHT LORD WITH A TASTE FOR THE DARK?” the headline screamed. “Today Albus Dumbledore, the esteemed headmaster of Hogwarts, announced that he would do all in his power to prevent the Potter fortune being poured in continuing He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named’s war. Our intrepid journalist asked him exactly what made him think this …

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Find someone to carry you 1-3

Chapter one A crack of lightning rolled through Auror Sirius Black’s head as the world in front of him tilted and shuddered. He swallowed back nausea as the road twisted up vertically in front of him. Pain shot through his body, his knees hit the ground, his lungs burned and tears prickled in his eyes …

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Decisions and Moments

A video for the story. I always wanted to try fanviding (is that a word? I’m going to use it like it is!)and when the urge to DO SOMETHING with this story became too much, this happened. The song is Hymn of Axciom by Vienna Teng. Turns out fanviding …both easier and harder than I …

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Exhale and Inhale

M5R-697 – 0850AST “… It’s not like they won’t come for me! We all saw you. I can hear Ronon right behind us, if you let me go I swear that I’ll convince him and my husband, my probably very pissed off and dangerous husband, to not kill you both. You must have heard of …

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Alone, at last

When the news comes the world buckles.Beneath him the ground flexes and tips him to his knees.The vista of feet before him twists and melts.His heart throbs an uneven beat, leaving him clinging to his chest.Breath, the great traitor, flees leaving him gasping.His lungs burn and his eyes slide shut onto a watery cushion.Words are …

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“If winning isn’t everything, why do they keep score?”

Daedalus , Communal gym. Original Departure date + 27.5 weeks A gloved hand slams into his face and John stumbles back straight in to a solid body. He’s grasped tight and held as the marine in front of him pummels his chest with blow after blow. John lashes out backwards with his feet knocking the marine …

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Katie

Katie. He’d tried to save her. He’d risked everything to get her help. He’d cried and begged but in the end she was still dead. She had died of something he couldn’t control, something that he couldn’t stop and however he tried to forget that was what he remembered. Torchwood changed him, patching over his …

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Talking

Talking “No one thought we would last, I was too messy for her always dropping stuff and leaving it. Used to drive her mad.” “Did that change?” “Yeah when I moved in, I’d always had rituals I suppose cleaning just became a new one.” “How long did you two go out for?” “3 years. Lived …

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Tears

Tears   Sometimes the tears come and she doesn’t even know what she is crying about. It’s like a wave of tiredness and grief that has no relevance to anything around her arrives. She thinks that she is losing her mind. Then she remembers. Sometimes the tears come and she sees the past. Memories of …

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