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Attempted Patricide Runs in the Family

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Fic writer self-recs

Tagged by: @within-its-cave

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favourite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers.

I have 33 fics posted, some of them a lot older than others, a lot of them need some work and editing. I am currently in the process of reformatting them with friendlier to read spacing for AO3. Maybe some day I will upload earlier things or rewrite them...

Under the cut because long post hello...

Tagging whoever would like to share as I think @within-its-cave knows most of the writers I do.

Just Another Day In Hell Fandom/s: Supernatual, Another Day In Paradise Status: This fic could definitely do with some editing and some word corrections, but the work itself is complete spanning 23 chapters at a 62,214 word count. The rating is mature for a number of things including language and violence. A second fic is partly posted but could do with a rewrite. Summary: Bobby is a young, green hunter having just entered into the business when he finds himself alone on the hunt, staking out a nest of vampires by himself. Unsure of what to do he's not the least bit relieved when help shows up in the form of a man he thought long dead. Notes: Due to the appearance and nature of James Otis as Famine in SPN and the Reverend in Another Day In Paradise, and the description of the Reverend in Another Day In Paradise by Eddie Little this fic was born. The two Bobby/Bobbie characters were merged, and an attempt at keeping a similar overall vibe was made. It is not too much to say that the rest of the fic wrote itself. If you are interested in the film Another Day In Paradise I watched it for Otis, but I have to say I see why most of the cast walked out. I could stomach maybe five minutes of the director's whining. The film is messed up and I feel quite sorry for Little's work being portrayed in such a frankly disgusting way. His themes, though explicit, many of which I skipped over, deal with the themes he himself faced in life before getting clean and going into helping others. (You ever wrote a fic partly because you hated something? Yea.)

Eye of the Storm Fandoms: Star Trek TOS Status: This fic sits at 3 chapters with a word count of 10,494. It is considered to be complete and being included in this list due to its overall popularity, which has surprised the heck out of me. The rating is quite high due to the events in Mirror Mirror and The Empath in an interpretation many ST fans have assumed and remain annoyed with that they went unaddressed. A fluffier aftermath, for the most part, is an open collection of scenes entitled Lost At Sea. Summary: T'Lar is shocked by what she finds when she touches Doctor McCoy's mind, and once the ceremony is over, approaches Sarek. Work prompted by McCoy and Spock's history and the look on T'lar's face. This was going to be a one shot "deleted scene" kind of thing and instead it morphed into a short. Which then morphed into another short. You know how it is. Notes: This is straight up Spones. Some of the things portrayed here are inspired by such works as the Vulcan Academy Murders by Jean Lorrah, which I highly recommend, and Sarek by A. C. Crispin.

Two Soong: The Original Bogged Down Attempt Fandoms: Star Trek Status: I would like to say this is the craziest thing I have ever written but it is far from it. Incomplete and being rewritten to address ideas that were formed in the process of the original, the current work spans 49 chapters with a 119,311 word count. The rewrite currently sits at one. The rating for this particular fic, like most of my work, is mature mostly for safety. There is some violence, gore, and language, some disturbing moments, but nothing I myself would say is extreme. Summary/Notes: @within-its-cave and I hatched an idea... What if Lore was in Starfleet? What if Starfleet had picked up both androids and they had both served? And so Two Soong was born, but it quickly morphed into a complete AU of the entire Star Trek Universe, one where Bones was half-Romulan, where the rumors along the fandom that Soval was Romulan proved to be true, where not just Spock lived, but Kahn as well, where Vreenak got his own series... I won’t give you more spoilers than that, you’ll have to go read it. If you decide you like it, don’t worry, nothing has been abandoned. You can find a lot of @within-its-cave's work here. Ver's own telling is beautiful work.

Ek’wak-yai Fandoms: Star Trek Status: This fic sits at 11 chapters and I am including it because it seems to be one of @within-its-cave’s favourites. It currently stands at a 29,101 word count and is rated for depictions of violence, language, disturbing moments, major character death, and the aftermath of Mirror Mirror and The Empath, which none of should be as explicit or as disturbing as it sounds, but I prefer to leave too many warnings than not enough. Next chapter is in the works. Summary: A re-telling of Spock and Bones' adventures through life as they fit within the Very Soong series. Will include spoilers for some of their parts in said series. Half-Romulan Leonard H. McCoy takes the spot of CMO aboard the USS Enterprise. Slowly the crew begins to learn of his secret and just what it means for them and the Federation. No reading of the rest of the series necessary for context. Notes: I don’t even remember how exactly the “What if McCoy was half-romulan?” discussion began, it has been a couple of years now and it has spiraled into a massive backstory and several versions and some pretty epic art if @within-its-cave and I say so ourselves. The fact it is, it has happened, and it is here to stay.

Los Alamos Shorts Fandoms: Can you count Oppenheimer or the Manhattan Project as a fandom? I have so many questions. Status: Besides some swearing, the worst thing we see thus far is some embarrassment and anxiety. There is currently one scene at 1,959 words. Summary: The current summary is basically Richard Feynman meets his match in the form of the Fuller Lodge fireplace.

Notes: This started out... Okay, it didn't start out just there but it started out as an incorrect-oppenheimer post.

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Peter Hale Character Sheet

Context: Hales survived the fire AU

TW: Suicide attempt, Depressive thoughts, mention of vomit

Lots of headcanons in this one including my original Hale family tree!

𝙿𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚂. 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚎

"ᴘᴇʀꜰᴇᴄᴛ ᴄᴏᴍʙɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ʀᴀʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴀɴ ɪᴍᴘᴇʀꜰᴇᴄᴛ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ."

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ʙᴀꜱɪᴄ ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟꜱ

ɴᴀᴍᴇ: Peter Sebastian Hale

ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇꜱ: N/A

ᴀɢᴇ: 33

ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Cis male

ᴘʀᴏɴᴏᴜɴꜱ: He/him

ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ: Bisexual

ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ: October 27th

ᴢᴏᴅɪᴀᴄ ꜱɪɢɴ: Scorpio

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ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 5’10”

ꜱᴋɪɴ ᴛᴏɴᴇ: Fair

ʜᴀɪʀ: Brunette

ᴇʏᴇꜱ: Blue

ꜱᴄᴀʀꜱ: N/A

ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴍᴏᴅꜱ: N/A

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Peter was never really sure what he wanted to do as a career. He mostly flew through his subjects at school, taking on extra study at home into druidic practices out of pure interest. He never found much of it particularly stimulating. As a result of this, he tested out of high school early, finishing a whole year before his peers (yes he rubs this in the face of Harris, who was the year above him in school). So, with an attitude like that and money to burn, Peter pursued multiple bachelor's degrees. 

He has a bachelor's in literature and one in law. He's always thought he should go back to school just to keep himself occupied but the more trouble Beacon Hills gets itself into, the more his hackles rise and his need to be close to home to protect his family only becomes stronger. He spent a large amount of his childhood babysitting, cooking and cleaning, taking care of not just his own children but also the children of the neighbourhood. Who was he to refuse playdates, particularly when local parents were in need of a helping hand?

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ᴄᴀʀᴇᴇʀ

Peter has dabbled in a few different fields of work, from working with his degrees to menial work for family businesses, but nothing seems to stick. He has his hobbies but he doubts any of them could suffice as a career, like his enjoyment for cooking (but he could never work in a kitchen).

One business that he seems to always come back to, is his interior design work. He only takes clients that he is genuinely interested in working with, and makes sure to do his work to the finest detail perfectly. Clients don't always react well to working with a middle aged man, but he loves being able to prove them wrong. He only does a few jobs each year, whenever the desire strikes, but he enjoys it.

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ʜᴏʙʙɪᴇꜱ

༓ Collecting old cars ༓ Collecting old books ༓ Interior design ༓ Language learning

Peter is a man with a lot of spare time and a lot of money.

His wealth of course lends itself to more expensive hobbies but he has never done anything you'd consider.. tasteless. He doesn't own boats, he doesn't 'flex' as he's heard the pups call it. He keeps it to himself. He owns a warehouse out in Beacon County where he stores his small car collection, something he hopes to sink more money into in future. 

He also collects old books. Books on the supernatural, on the old gods, old literature, first editions, books about magic forgotten by time, on druidic practices, anything bound with leather or cloth that costs over $50. He loves his small library (he owns not only his penthouse apartment but also one of the apartments on the floor below for just this purpose). Sometimes he wonders if he should buy a regular house.

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ʟɪᴋᴇꜱ

☾ Romance novels ☾ Theatre ☾ Homecooked meals (especially if he had a hand in the cooking) ☾ Baked goods ☾ Tea ☾ Lavender

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ᴅɪꜱʟɪᴋᴇꜱ

☽ His father ☽ Bananas ☽ Tennis ☽ Supernatual movies/books/tv shows

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His aspirations now pertain mostly to his pups. He wants to see them all graduate, and end up in places in their life where they're happy. He wants to help them in any way that he can. He has considered taking in some younger pups, adopting them, but he doesn't think Talia would approve. Some small part of him also aspires to finally escape from Talia's grip, but another part of him feels guilty for even thinking it. That's his sister.

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*ꜰᴇᴀʀꜱ*

༓ Losing his siblings/niblings ༓ Hunters ༓ Discovery

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ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘꜱ

ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ

ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ

➼ Lincoln Hale ➼ Deceased

ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ

➼ Lillian Hale ➼ Deceased

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ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ

➼ Talia Hale ➼ Living

ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ-ɪɴ-ʟᴀᴡ

➼ Nathaniel Hale ➼ Living

ɴɪᴇᴄᴇ

➼ Laura Hale ➼ Living

ɴᴇᴘʜᴇᴡ

➼ Derek Hale ➼ Living

ɴɪᴇᴄᴇ

➼ Cora Hale ➼ Living

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ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ

➼ Mae Hale ➼ Living

ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ-ɪɴ-ʟᴀᴡ

➼ Stuart Hale ➼ Living

ɴɪᴇᴄᴇ

➼ Lucy Hale ➼ Living

ɴᴇᴘʜᴇᴡ

➼ Charlie Hale ➼ Missing, presumed deceased

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ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ

➼ George Hale ➼ Living

ɴɪᴇᴄᴇ

➼ Iris Hale ➼ Living

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ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ

➼ Celia Hale ➼ Living

ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ-ɪɴ-ʟᴀᴡ

➼ Brooke Hale ➼ Living

ɴɪᴇᴄᴇ

➼ Sophie Hale ➼ Living

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ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ

➼ Malia Tate ➼ Living

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Peter Hale is a family man. He was close with both of his parents for different reasons, and had special, unique relationships with each of his siblings. Though, this changed the older he became. Talia was his idol, Mae taught him control, George taught him how to fight and Celia was his best friend. When his siblings began having children, they became his whole world.

Out of all his siblings, he has given the most bottles, changed the most diapers and soothed the most scraped knees. It got to a point where some of his nieces and nephews would come to him with their problems over their own parents. It wasn't that they neglected their children, they didn't do that by any measure, (except for Talia, though Peter hated to admit it), he was just always there for them. Their parents worked, Uncle Peter took them to the park, their parents got home late, Uncle Peter cooked them dinner, their parents were too busy to make all their events, Uncle Peter went to every last dance recital, concert and basketball game.

He often got curious looks from teachers and parents, but Peter didn't care. He was there for his nieces and nephews, no matter what they needed. He'd pick them up from school and walk them home or wait for them when one of their parents was going to be late. One of Laura's teachers once asked if Peter was okay, she was worried he was caring for his nieces and nephews alone, but he only laughed. Of course, he wasn't, but also of course he would if he needed to. They're family.

Peter was an accident. It’s no secret in his family. At first, it had been something said by his mother, she wanted no secrets kept from him, and it was something to boast about. Some children were hated for being accidents, but Peter was loved despite it. When his mother died, his father changed that. Sometimes, in the cold, darkness of winter nights, Peter was sure he could hear his father muttering that his mother’s death was his fault.

When his eldest niece Laura was born, he was just five years old. He didn’t entirely understand what had happened except now he had someone new to look after and play with. He would sit in her nursery to play with his toys. This was when Talia still cared, so she would gently remind him to be quiet near the baby and to be gentle with her when he cuddled her. He was always gentle. He wouldn’t dream of hurting the baby.

He was seven when Derek was born, so he was old enough to understand everything and to want to help as much as he could. Though he wasn’t trusted with the baby just yet, this is when Talia’s care began to wander and so he was told that to help he could look after Laura. Peter agreed. He would sit with Laura in Derek’s nursery, and they would play and do colouring, just making sure the baby was okay. Derek had been born so close to Peter’s birthday that he had joked that Derek was his birthday present, him being born was like being given another friend.

When Iris was adopted he was eight. He welcomed her just the same, trusted slightly more with her than he had been with Derek when he’d first been born, but George also took more care with his daughter than Talia did with hers, so Peter felt less need to watch over her. Sometimes Derek was left crying for a long time, so Peter and Laura would climb into his crib, Iris rarely cried. She was a happy baby.

He was fourteen when Charlie was born, and then Cora. By now, he was more than just good with kids and so he took to them both like a duck to water. He loved them dearly. Laura was nine so she helped Peter where she could, though he made sure that she never did as much as he did. She was too little, not like Peter. Talia by this point had lost almost all of her interest in her children, so Peter took over. Not like Nathaniel had ever cared.

When Charlie went missing, it consumed Peter. He was just sixteen. He spent an entire year looking for him. It became his job, his life. Every morning, he ate breakfast so he'd have the energy to look for his nephew, he ate lunch so he wouldn't crash, he slept so he'd be rested enough to use his senses to their full potential. Then, one day, Talia told him to stop. They had quite the argument about it, Peter was desperate to find his nephew and Talia claimed Mae was more upset by his trying because she couldn't mourn her loss. So, he stopped. But he never let go of the hope that his nephew was out there, somewhere, safe, and happy.

During the time Charlie was missing, early on, he met an older woman named Corinne while he was out asking about Charlie. She could tell he was in distress and thought he was cute. She took advantage of this. Later that year, his daughter Malia was born, and Talia couldn't stand it, so she took away his memories of his daughter, made sure Corinne would never return, and put Malia into the adoption system as she had with Charlie.

Now, Peter has another son. A son of his own. Theo Raeken had turned up one day on his doorstep, soaking wet from the rain, with just a backpack and looking like he’d been crying. Theo had killed his previous ‘guardians’ and now needed somewhere to go. He’d known he could trust Peter. So, he took the Chimera in without a moment’s hesitation, finding comfort in having someone else in his large and empty apartment and enjoying having someone to care for again. It didn’t matter that Theo wanted it to be a secret, Peter was just happy to have someone to cook for and help with homework again.

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Peter has never been someone who made friends. He had however been friends with the late Claudia Stilinski, and her husband Noah. When Claudia passed away, he became even closer with Noah, helping him with his almost addiction.

The only other real friend that he has is the newest addition to the Sheriff's department, one Jordan Parrish. An unlikely friendship that means a lot to Peter. Jordan was close to his age, just four years younger, where his other friend Noah was sixteen years older. It was nice to have someone he could relate to, joke with, and feed. Peter feeds everyone he cares about, especially his friends living in run down apartments that clearly have troubled pasts.

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When Peter was sixteen, he got into a 'relationship' with Corinne, also known as the Desert Wolf. This relationship led to Corinne becoming pregnant with Peter's child and giving birth to Malia. Peter was being manipulated by the significantly older woman, it was clear to everyone when he told them about her. Talia resented that he'd had a child so young when the town's eyes were already on her because of how he treated her own children, so she took Peter's memories and put Malia up for adoption, erasing her from the family.

Following the trend of Peter preferring those older than him, he also fell into bed with one Deucalion Blackwood, who later became the Alpha of Alphas. Peter was nineteen this time around and so while it was legal, Deucalion was still much older than he was and so it was thrilling. The relationship was almost entirely sex and Peter loved it. He grew to love Deucalion. But, the other man didn't feel the same. After he became blind, he left Beacon Hills behind without so much as a goodbye.

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ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜ

ᴘʜʏꜱɪᴄᴀʟ ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜ

As a Werewolf, Peter’s body is in peak physical condition. Though, he still takes time to exercise to maintain his shape, because although his body was naturally inclined to health and wellness, that doesn’t mean he should let himself slack.

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ᴍᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜ

Peter has never been officially diagnosed with anything. This is something he holds onto no matter how people fight it. He refuses to be anything other than "normal" (though this is never something he'd force on others, just a strange standard he set for himself). Though, if you took him to a professional, he would undoubtedly be diagnosed with Autism.

Also, Peter has issues with anxiety. Had the fire happened, who could know how severe that would have become. Before Deucalion, Peter was generally uncaring for others unless they were family, but being involved with someone else opened him up to more feelings and so now has something of an abandonment issue problem. He also has issues with anxiety when it comes to departing from his routines.

Peter would say, looking back, that he might have had depression as a teenager. From around the time Cora was born. But he didn't have time to be depressed, he had little ones depending on him and grades to get. Besides, his siblings only just had time for their own kids they didn't have time for him. So, he ignored it. He packed all his issues into a little box and just kept going, his pups as the only highlight of his very gloomy life. He isn't sure it ever went away, but it got easier. Even if it did get a whole lot worse when his mother died. It's been creeping its way back in since he moved out, but he refuses to move back home or visit too often, lest Talia say something about it.

TW: Suicide attempt, Depressive thoughts, mention of vomit

Following his relationship with Deucalion, his mental health took a dive. There was a time where he thought he'd never come out of the dark spot. He wasn't helping the pups like he should, he was falling behind in school. It was hard. He couldn't find any positives, any silver linings, no reason to keep going. The pups had plenty of family, and even if they'd miss him, they'd learn to live without him. Maybe their lives would finally be normal. So.. he tried to OD.

Peter's attempt did not succeed. Of course it didn't, his body processed the pills quickly and he was throwing them up before he could even process that he felt sick at all. After that, the depression got worse for a while. He felt guilty for trying to leave, he hated himself for having to stay, he spoiled the pups for weeks following it just to make up for a sin they didn't know he'd committed. He never told anyone. They didn't need to know that he'd tried to take the coward's way out, since some part of him knew that an OD just wouldn't take.

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ᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ

Peter enjoys cooking, particularly for others, and so he often eats well. He shops at the farmer’s market, buying the highest quality ingredients possible in order to ensure that himself, and those he cares about, eat the best that they can. It’s important - and Peter is just a little bit of a snob when it comes to food.

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ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀʏ

Peter’s memory is significantly above average, that was how he managed to become so educated. He remembers every birthday, every event, every embarrassing thing you wish he’d forget.

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Peter really values his sleep. He doesn’t often nap, but it’s important to him that he gets at least seven hours of sleep each night, though he prefers at least nine. He likes to sleep. Though, he doesn’t object to sleeping less if he’s needed for something.

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Rūrangi Season 2 is out!

Out. Haha. See what I did there?

I enjoyed it a lot, even though I was dubious about some of the recasting, I was brought around. My main problem is that while Season 1 felt like a complete story (hence them being able to re-edit it into a movie) - albeit one with character arcs open to exploration - Season 2 is really only the first half of several stories.

There had BETTER be a Season 3, is what I'm saying.

More thoughts, with spoilers, under the cut.

My biggest worry was the recasting of Jem. Arlo Green was just ADORABLE in the role, and I didn't know if anyone else could exude that kind of sweet earnestness. Liam Coleman does a pretty good job! I think that he's sometimes anxious rather than sweet, but Jem's social anxiety is explored this season anyway, and I loved seeing Jem awkwardly flirting with Caz, and I also loved that we got the 'ride or die, we've been friends forever' vibe.

We also had Gerald recast, with Kirk Torrence leaving in favour of Cohen Holloway. Holloway is the "Werewolves, not swearwolves" guy from the WWDITS movie, but once you get past this I thought he was okay. He seems about 10-15 years younger than Torrence, and some of his lines I could imagine coming better from the original, but he DID manage to give us the dad (and DILF) energy the role needs.

I enjoyed Anahera's arc, which moved on beautifully from her Season 1 arc. I especially loved how it went from her reciting her pepeha to actually going out and putting her hands in the awa (river). Also her cousin is Anika Moa. Love it. Less love for the suggestion of an interesting supernatual ancestor-connection storyline which didn't have enough time to get off the ground this season.

Poor Caz! I'm so glad he's finally opening up about Andy Ainofo, but he's got SO much processing that he hasn't been able to do, and I really want him to get through it so he can be the awesome devoted boyfriend Jem deserves. I thought there was such an interesting contrast in the way he was immediately all-in on supporting the queer youth of Rūrangi, and didn't quite see that Jem was actually at the same stage of coming out and exploring his identity and probably needed that same support.

I absolutely cheered at the end of episode two when Jem and Caz made out! I felt bad for Jem - he was having some body issues in comparison to Caz, and THEN finds out he's competing with the memory of an actual pro athlete? Poor guy :-( I can also see how from Caz's POV this is something they've done before, Jem is safe and familiar; whereas for Jem it is kind of all new for him.

So as far as I can see, these are the plot threads left CRUELLING DANGLING:

Gerald's heritage - he seems to have been adopted as a baby by a Pākehā family, and is very wary or uncertain about what his Māori heritage means for him and how to interact with the local iwi

Caz's trauma - he needs to process A LOT, for someone good at being emotionally astute and supportive with The Youths, he has some blind spots (like taking Jem for granted)

Jem's confidence, and his relationship with Caz <3

The phosphate ballot (and Gerald's bees)

The housing development

Whatever Anahera's grandmother did, and her connection to her tipuna who she resembles so closely

Anahera and Ellie's flirtation

The little baby queers, including the homophobic mayor's kid

Whatever the supernatural fuck is going on in Rūrangi

Me figuring out where exactly this was filmed

Did I miss anything?

[supernaturalfeverdream]

S2 E2 - Everybody Loves a Clown

[mattmaesonnatural]

Dean in 14x18 ‘Absence’

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[jamiedornaniseverything]

Dean ► Inside Man  (10.17)

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I’ve always loved Sam and Cas’s dynamic, and I’ve started to be a bit more active here, so have a cross-posted Sastiel moodboard.

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FanFiction! Family Found

THIS IS JUST THE FIRST OF MANY CHAPTERS - I am writing a longer story that spans over some time - with time jumps There WILL be destiel There is no WINCEST HERE No hate for Dean, Sam, cas, Misha, Jared or Jensen John Winchester is a terrible abusive father TW in later chapters!! The snow blanketed the ground, falling softly, causing a soft layer to cover the terrain, making a serene view for a passerby. One would say it was peaceful and pretty – from the safety of inside, away from the cold and damp. Rarely did Amarillo, Texas get this much snow in years previous, but this November was different. For some reason mother nature decided to be angry enough to send an unexpected wave of cold winter weather in the early weeks of November.

The nearly 16-year-old shivered as he curled behind the dumpster in the alley just behind a local restaurant. He didn't really know the layout of the town. He'd been here for only a few days since running. He took another drink from the can and tossed it into the trash can he hid behind. As he shivered, he felt his stomach growl again. It had been a few days since the boy had eaten. If he didn't find food soon, he feared for the worst in this weather. Finally, after some forethought, he got up and made his way back towards the street, scanning for anyone to beg for food from., his gait uneven and almost painful to watch as he nearly limped towards the main road.

Every person he approached gave the young man a dirty look and just kept walking. Just as he thought he found someone willing to share a bite, or some money, instead just pushed him back into the snow with a dirty growl

"Get your drunken delinquent ass out of the damn streets. Your daddy best tan your hide boy" he shakes his head and bites back into his meal, walking to his car. The boy wiped himself down, still shuddering, switching to his second plan – theft. It wasn't his proudest talent but him and his brother had mastered the art of theft together to stay alive while their father was out drinking or chasing fantasies. He spat on the freezing ground as he walked, angry just at the thought of his father.

Just behind one of the streets in one of the alleys a man parked his old truck. Judging by the looks of it, he was well enough off. He may have a wallet that might have a card or some cash in it. The door opened and an older man stepped out, fixing his cowboy hat, and pulling his coat tighter. He grabbed a wallet and shoved it in his back pocket. Easy enough.

As the man walked towards the general store, the boy clung to the shadows and followed quietly. His eyes still locked on the wallet in the man's wallet. He knew deep down how wrong what he was doing was, but hunger and the need for shelter outweighed any moral compass he had. The man kept walking down the sidewalk, seemingly oblivious to his surroundings, making him an easier target.

Finally, the boy got close enough to him to carefully slip his small, thin fingers into his pocket and withdrew the wallet inside. Just as he retrieved the wallet and turned to make his run for it, he felt a large hand on his shoulder, forcefully pushing him into the snow underneath him. The man over him held onto him tightly.

"I'll only ask you once boy to give that damn wallet back before I get real mean" he said in a low, terrifying voice. He yelped for help almost immediately, causing one passerby to stop and look at the two "the little shit stole my wallet. I'm just getting it back" the man responded and looked back at the kid, who was using the one arm not twisted behind him to scramble for the wallet currently under him.

"I..I'm sorry sir" he whimpered as he hands it over. "I was just hungry"

The man pulled him out of the snow and studied him, still not removing his hand from his shoulder, keeping him in place. He was thin, dirty and soaked from head to toe, shivering violently as he looked back at the man spitefully.

"Where's your folks, boy? Didn't they teach you some decency?" he pocketed his wallet once again and shook his head,

"Don't have one." Is all he offers.

"You look like a damn mess. You been out here this whole time?" he asked

"About a week," he hiccups. Oh, he's drunk too. Joy. The man bit his lip, thinking about his next step. He could just come back to the store later and drop the kid off at the nearest police station. But that would likely make the boy run again. And with the weather, he wouldn't last another couple days.

"C'mon thievin boy. Get in my truck. I'll give you a warm meal and figure out what to do with you from there" he stood and guided him towards the vehicle.

The boy tried to pull out of his firm hold and run for it, but the man only holds slightly tighter.

"I aint gonna hurt you. If you run, you'll only last another day or two. This cold aint lettin up quite yet" he lifted the kid into his trucked and turned it over to let the warm air hit the freezing child. Once the air is warm and the truck has run for a moment, he starts down the road, towards the exit of town. The drive began silent, the kid just pressed against the heater and muttering a few drunken sentences. Finally, the man broke the almost deafening silence.

"My names Erron, I'm a farmer up here a ways. You got a name, boy?" Erron said, looking over at him.

"No." he hiccupped as he looked out the window, he didn't know the man, why would he trust someone who has basically kidnapped him? Regardless if it were for his safety.

"alright then. I'll call you thief boy till you gimme a name to give you" Erron smirked. He truly gave no shits.

"Ughhhh" the boy covered his face "My name is Dean." he grumbled,

"Ah Dean, good name." He smiled "Well Dean, how old are ya?" Erron turned down a road and accelerated slightly.

"None of you....I'm 15. I'll be 16 in January."

"Okay. And why aint you at home with your mom and daddy? Just mad at your folks for not letting you skip class or somethin else?"

"Something else." Dean replied, still not sure about this Erron man. Erron just nodded and thought for a moment.

"Well Dean, I aint gonna hurt you or nothin. I'll get you a meal and figure what I'll do with you whenever this storm passes. Until then you can get a warm meal in you and sober up. Maybe you'll be more inclined to get your shit straight" He laughed, putting on some music and navigating the snow covered roads.

Little did Dean know this was going to be possibly the beginning of a new chapter of the rest of his life.

Authors Note: Hope you all liked the first taste of this story. I have been working on this for a minute while not being active online and have a story map so I can keep up with biweekly posting (Maybe weekly depending on if I can swing that and work)

Please leave comments and ideas for me for this or future works :) Ash Follow me! Wattpad: ChesterWatson Ao3: Jiinczy Fanfiction net ashmichael97 IG: Jiinczy and linkin.park.street.soldier TikTok: jiinczy Twitter: jiinczmodztom

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I know my fellow Supernatural family is here, so go check out my latest post over on Instagram for a Dean Winchester inspired look! And maybe give my cosplay account a follow! 💚

Fun fact: this was shot at the actual filming location for the motel from the pilot episode!

[strangenightsofdaydreams]

“I unleashed a sex demon who is currently making some hot chocolate to help with my energy drop which apparently is the summoning equivalent of pulling my ankle.” It just continued to stir the chocolate powder in, its otherworldly eyes hinting at amusement. “Also for shock but yes. That is quite the summary.”

Yes it is a Jughead accidentally freed an incubus and wowza is Betty hungry but hey that’s the danger you have to accept when handling old valuable books is your job fic because I have no impulse control and my subconscious is a wild thing. The rest coming... not soon but eventually. My very late entry to Tricks and Treats of Riverdale. 

[supernaturalfeverdream]

S2 E2 - Everybody Loves a Clown

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[notdeadyetnatural]

0:00 to 1:45 of Volvo Driving Soccer Mom by Everclear gives me SUCH Dean Winchester vibes.