a killing in a small town

ABCs about me

tagged by @ferelden-doglord

rules: copy/paste, replace answers and tag people

a - age: 17

b - biggest fear: mmm…idk i am afraid of a lot of things that are hard to put into words. failure? the idea that the way i am is going to prohibit me from going anywhere in life? i dunno…somethin’ like that.

c - current time: 10:00 AM

d - drink you last had: lemonade

e - every day starts with: checking social media lmao

f - favorite song: it always changes but right now it’s either Greek Tragedy by The Wombats or Creek Blues by Nicole Dollanganger

g - ghosts, are they real: idk man maybe

h - hometown: i live in quite a small town so i wont say but at the coast, in England.

i - in love with: Fennnnris

j - jealous of: people who know what they wanna do

k - killed someone: dang you got me. in all seriousness, no.

l - last time you cried: yesterday at a sad dog video

n - number of siblings: 3 older brothers

o - one wish: to get my shit together

p - person you last called/texted: my brother

q - questions you’re always asked: idk if im really asked anything…you get the typical artist questions when you draw irl but thats it really

r - reasons to smile: Fenris, my pets, my pal @fenris-sexual and a couple other friends

s - song last sang: Animal by Neon Trees (Chase Holdfelder’s Minor Key Cover)

t - time you woke up: 09:42 AM

u - underwear color: Black

v - vacation destination: i talked about this before haha but basically Japan like the weeb trash i am or literally anywhere with @fenris-sexual

w - worst habit: onychophagia (nail biting) and  dermatophagia (skin biting) for sure

x - x-rays you’ve had: none. unless your teeth count

y - your favorite food: i cant really pick favourites with these sorts of things but im gonna go with Pringles bc ive eaten a lot of those lately

z - zodiac sign: Leo

tagged: literally anyone who wants to do this, i tag the same people every time ha

Alphabet thing Tagged by @brobeckt thanks! 
a - age: 19 b - biggest fear: failure??? c - current time:  2:44pm d - drink you last had: water e - every day starts with: forcing myself to get out of bed  f - favourite song: can’t help falling in love g - ghosts, are they real?: probably h - hometown: a small town in northeast florida i - in love with: dogs j - jealous of: people who know what they want out of life k - killed someone: um…no? l - last time you cried: idk but recently m - middle name: marie n - number of siblings: 1 younger sister o - one wish: some kind of sign to show me what i should major in p - person you last texted: my mom i think q - question you’ve always asked: why????? r - reason to smile: cute animals s - song last sang: olivia by 1d t - time you woke up: like 5:50 this morning u - underwear color: blue v - vacation destination: alaska w - worst habit: procrastinating, picking at my nails/face x - x-rays had: teeth y - your favourite tv show: well i’m watching asoue on netflix rn, so i guess that z - zodiac: aries

and now i’m tagging @tweny-one-harries @justanothergingerharpist @birchbees @smol-maeglin

All attempts to kill the demon lord have thus far failed. But in a small town, a random blacksmith accidentally forges the highest tier armor possible - plot armor. Hilarity ensues.

Our group had just finished beating a small dungeon, and found a small elf who was trapped there and was going mad over a magical bracelet. Our two barbarians figured the best course of action was to tie up the elf, and walk him back to town.

DM: Okay, you make it back into the tavern.

Barbarian 1: Wait, I want to kick the door down.

DM: Alright, roll for Strength.

*rolls a natural 20*

DM: You kick the door off it’s hinges, and it flies across the tavern, hitting a sleeping dog and killing it

Barbarian 1: Oh god…

DM: Everyone looks over as you walk inside, holding a tied up, dirty looking, insane elf on a leash.

Barbarian 1: Uhh…. Hello everyone.

Barbarian 2: Hello!

DM: The group of elves and dwarves in the corner put their hands on their weapons

Our Elvish Cleric: *runs inside* Whoa, whoa there guys, their with me, it’s not a race thing

I’ll never be able to move on as long as the air between us still lingers with the possibility of a future. I’ll never be able to look for a new happiness if there’s even a chance it might be standing right in front of me.
—  it’d be easier if you’d just said it’s done.
[Neil Gaiman] was going through a small town in Alabama where he saw a statue of Vulcan. It was a steel town and, as he told the story, there was a factory that had a series of accidents where people were killed on the job and they kept happening because an actuarial had done the numbers and realized that it was cheaper to pay out the damages to the families of people who lost people, rather than to shut down the factory long enough to repair, and that occurred to him as modern a definition of sacrifice as there might be.
—  Michael Green on the genesis of Vulcan in the American Gods adaptation [source]

Captain Hook is an evil pirate who fears nothing … except flying boys in pantyhose. And crocodiles. And watches. Well, maybe he’s a bit more fearful than your average pirate, but that’s understandable – one time Peter Pan fed Hook’s watch to a crocodile, along with the appendage it was attached to.

Since that day, the mere sound of a ticking watch sends the guy into ‘Nam-like flashbacks. In the movie Hook, he even has a room full of broken clocks as a grim reminder of his impending doom. Good thing he also has the love and support of his faithful second in command, Mr. Smee, across all possible realities …

except our reality, because the real-life version of Smee probably killed the guy Captain Hook is based on. John Maher was a preacher at St. George’s parish in the English village of Brede, East Sussex. At first glance, Maher appeared to be no more than a regular, small town reverend, who just happened to have an ominous hook in place of his left hand. He told everyone he lost it in a coaching accident, and no one had any reason to doubt his story … until a man named Smith came into town and revealed he lost it in his previous career as a brutal goddamned pirate. Apparently, Maher had a pretty successful career as a swashbuckler until he decided to strand his partner (Smith) in the Caribbean, relocate to Brede, and become a man of the cloth. Because the Christian church is where the realbooty is at.

5 True Stories Too Unbelievable for the Movies They Inspired

All the Podcasts You’ll Need for Halloween

stay sweet and spooky!

  • Spirits: A Drunken Dive into Myths and Legends: A boozy biweekly podcast about mythology, legends, and lore. Hear fresh takes on classic myths and learn new stories from a round the world, served up over the ice by two tipsy history geeks.
  • Mabel: Mabel is a fiction podcast about ghosts, family secrets, strange houses, and missed connections.
  • Diary Of A Madman: Have you ever wondered why people do horrible things to one another? What could drive a man to hurt, harm, or even kill? Finally, we may have an answer. Follow along as, each week, we feature the recorded diary entries of someone known only as “the madman”. Get inside his head and get twisted.
  • Limetown: Ten years ago, over three hundred men, women, and children disappeared from a small town in Tennessee, never to be heard from again. In this seven-part podcast, American Public Radio host Lisa Haddock asks the question once more, “What happened to the people of Limetown?
  • LORE: Lore is a bi-weekly podcast about the history behind scary stories. The people, places, and things of our darkest nightmares all have real facts at their core. Each episode of Lore looks into a uniquely scary tale and uncovers the truth of what’s behind it. Sometimes the truth is more frighting than fiction.
  • Archive 81: A few weeks ago, my friend Daniel Powell disappeared. Before he vanished, he send me hours and hours of audio he’d collected while working as an archivist for the HHCNYS. The tapes..are strange.
  • SPINES: Two months ago, Wren woke up covered in blood, suffering from memory loss, and surrounded by the remnants of some strange cult ritual.
  • The Magnus Archives: Make your statement, face your fear. A weekly horror fiction podcast examining what lurks in the archives of the Magnus Institute, an organization dedicated to researching the esoteric and the weird.
  • The Black Tapes: The Black Tapes is a weekly podcast from the creators of Pacific Northwest Stories, and is hosted by Alex Regan. The Black tapes Podcast is a serialized docudrama about one journalist’s search for the truth, her subject’s mysterious past, and the literal and figurative ghosts that haunt them both. Do you believe?
  • Friend of the Family: Where the narrator is a character, the two leads hate each other, fighting the supernatural is sometimes disappointingly mundane, talking to family members can be a terrible idea, and a 16-year-old girl is infinitely more exciting about stabbing a lot of things than she is about boys.
  • TANIS: Tanis is a serialized docudrama about a fascinating and surprising mystery: the myth of Tanis. Tanis is an exploration of the nature of truth, conspiracy, and information. Tanis is what happens when the lines of science and fiction start to blur…
  • Return Home: A serialized radio drama that follows the story of Johnathan Barker, who is compelled to return home to Melancholy Falls, NJ to investigate the strange things that have been going on in town and discover his purpose.
  • The NoSleep Podcast: The Nosleep Podcast is a multi-award wining anthology series of original horror stories,with rich atmospheric music to enhance the frightening tales.
  • Small Town Horror: A bi-weekly serialized docudrama about one man’s search for answers in his hometown, the site of his own mysterious kidnapping 18 years ago. Are the answers he seeks worth the cost of returning to the place known as Crazytown?
  • Manor House: Manor House presents both original and classic horror stories through a combination of acting, music, effects, and a supernatural host.
  • Sable: Every week, Lane comes to you with another tale from the odd town of Sable. Tune in to find out some of it’s deepest, darkest secrets as well as some of it’s…well, rather odd figures.
  • Wormwood: A Serialized Mystery: Tragedy forced Doctor Xander Crowe down the dark pathways of the occult, and the man was forever transformed. Now, chasing the vision of a drowned woman, Crowe finds himself in the haunted town of Wormwood, where evils lurks in the shadows and the stains the souls of its inhabits. Welcome to Wormwood.
  • Uncanny County: Robots gone haywire. Killer clown demons. And pie. So. Much. Pie. This quirky, darkly comic, Southwestern-flavored podcast brings you a new, paranormal audio play every month. Sit back, relax, and hold on tight Because you’re about to take a quick detour…through Uncanny County.
A Sign

Destiel soulmate AU. Enjoy!

He should have known.

Cas wasn’t born human. That never meant he wasn’t going to get a soulmate tattoo.

Dean really should have known.

But nope, as the stupid son of a bitch that he is, he just assumed Cas would be – would be –

His, dammit. He assumed Cas would be his.

It would fit so well, wouldn’t it? The freak who was born without a soulmate tattoo and the ex-angel who was never born period. But no, things don’t work like that, because Dean is a jerk who doesn’t deserve more than Cas already gave up for him and Sam anyway.

It’s a normal day for them when he spots Cas’ tattoo forming. They have just killed a werewolf who was munching on a small town in California; Cas got tossed around a bit but is fine (Dean checked) and is now busy changing into clean clothes.

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stomach aches pt. 1

this is gonna be a chapter fic, and you can also find it on my ao3

Philip and Lukas parted ways 3 years ago. When Philip comes back to Tivoli for the summer, the last person he expects to see is Lukas. In a small town, it’s hard to avoid people, and it’s even harder to avoid the memories belonging to them. 

(lowkey @garrideb wanted to be tagged)

Philip Shea occasionally finds himself missing Tivoli. It’s been over three years since he graduated; since he left the small town and traded it for a college in a big city.

He loves New York City. He loves his dorm. He loves his classes. He loves the bustling city. He loves the friends he’s made.

But that doesn’t mean he’s forgotten about the half a year he spent in that little town. He still sees the cabin in his nightmares. He still sees Kane leaning down, seconds away from killing him. He still hears the crack of the frying pan.

He still remembers what happened next.

And, of course, he remembers Lukas.

And though he hates to admit it, when he misses Tivoli, he misses Lukas, too.

But that part of his life ended three years ago, on the banks of the lake Lukas jumped unsuccessfully months before. It ended with them walking away, and never turning back.

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Manipulating the four elements is easy. And that should be the only thing witches and wizards alike should be able to control. But Claudia.. well, she was different. From even before she could remember, she had the power to heal, to cast spells, make wards, to move inanimate objects, to manipulate and control things outside of the four elements.

She was know as a spark. Sparks had supposedly been killed off over the years but Claudia Stilinski kept hidden. She managed to survive.
She survived long enough to fall in love, make a life for herself, help people, and have a Family. She managed this for 15 years, the first two years of that she spent running. When one day, in a small town in California she crashed into an unsuspecting deputy, this was the moment when she finally decided to just stop running.

Even in the end, not once did she ever regret her decision to stop running, because that decision caused her to meet the man of her dreams and to have the most amazing beautiful boy who she just knew would grow to be incredible.

The first time Claudia Stilinski held her beautiful boy she new that he would change things, he would be the saviour.

Claudia spent 8 wonderful years watching her Stiles grow into a beautiful, intelligent child.
And then her past finally caught up to her.

Claudia wasn’t stupid, she knew that They would find her eventually. Even though she wasn’t afraid for herself any more, she always spent those years looking over her shoulder fearful for her family, but she knew when the time came she would fight tooth and nail for her family, she would make sure those people never came for her boy, the last hope, the last spark.

In the end the doctors ruled it as a brain aneurysm which caused Claudia to lose control of the car and smash into a tree, she apparently died before she came in contact with the tree. Stiles knew better, even from that age, he knew his mom was different, he knew that something so human couldn’t kill his mother, he knew she was different, could do things other people couldn’t.
He never spoke his thoughts though, he knew no one would take him seriously. Who would? He was only 8, he didn’t know any better, they would just put it down to his ADD or his overactive imagination.

Besides, he has his dad to take care of now, he couldn’t have him worrying about Stiles so soon after losing his wife.

So Stiles did what he learns he does best. He ignores his problem until it goes away. Which is what happens, all his memories of his mother being ‘Special’ and doing weird things, he represses, puts all those thoughts into the back of his mind until they’re nothing but old bed time stories.

Stiles does this for 8 years, until that one fateful night he drags his best friend out into the woods in search of a dead body. The night everything started.

That’s when he begins to remember.
When he begins to question whether they were just old bed time stories, just his imagination going wild.
He begins to remember that maybe his mother was pretty special after all.

please be kind because as much as i really love writing (and reading) fics, i rarely do it. 

The world makes me sad.

I’m from quebec. I live in a small town near Quebec City. This attack hurts my heart. Why is the world so bad?
We are human, brothers and sisters. We kill each other. We are all the same. But with different religions and nations. I realized how much those six people had done nothing wrong. They were praying. They were praying. How does it hurt? I am sorry to see that the world is dying out. It kill my heart to see humans killing each other for a “question” of religions.
Live and let live.
I pray for peace.
For love.
For the quiet.
For us.
May God bless you and protect you.
Thank you for your support.

Serial Killer Freed 
Aleksandr Rubel

Between September 1997 and June 1998 in a small town in Estonia, Aleksandr Rubel brutally murdered 6 people.

The solvent abuser would huff gasoline vapours before killing

One of the victims was stabbed multiple times by his father, Andrei Rubel. The victim was reportedly sleeping with Andrei’s wife, Aleksandr strangled the victim to death before the pair chucked him out the window.

At trial, Aleksandr Rubel was sentenced to the maximum sentence for a youth, 8 years

In 2006 he was freed, his last known whereabouts are Ukraine



The Lenape Natives initially lived along the Delaware River Valley in parts of New Jersey, New York and Pennsylvania –from which they received their more common name, Delaware. They became dependent on the colonies and became so involved in the trade of pelts and furs that they eventually killed off most of the mammals in their area –they soon grew impoverished and were forgotten as traders abandoned them for the Iroquois Natives to the north. Under the threats of poverty, conflict, alcoholism and disease, the Lenape numbers had dwindled from about ten to twelve thousand to about three thousand since contact was made with the Europeans.

“-as small groups sold their land or were forced from it at various times. The scattered, decimated, and unorganized bands … soon gathered, or were gathered, as they had never been in pre-European times. The ‘towns’ that grew up in the river valleys of Pennsylvania in the early decades of the eighteenth century were not formed from homogeneous cultural units.”

^ Lenapehoking, the original Lenape territory. 

Selling their lands, being forced out of others, and willingly abandoning others – they became refugees within their own land and would also retreat to the land of others. After the death of William Penn in 1718, he was succeeded by his sons Thomas Penn and John Penn –whom were involved in the infamous Walking Purchase of 1737 in which they brought forward a suspicious and possibly fraudulent copy of a land deed from 1686 that led to a large theft of land from the Lenape. The Penn brothers had arranged to have three trained runners sprint through a cleared route, covering about sixty-five miles in eighteen hours and winning them 1,200 square acres of land from the Delaware.

^ Delaware by David Wright.

They [Thomas Penn and John Penn] were used to an expensive life-style, but had no money. In their desperation, they contemplated ways to sell Lenape land to colonial settlers. The resulting scheme culminated in the so-called Walking Purchase. In the mid-1730s, colonial administrators produced a draft of a land deed dating to the 1680s. William Penn had approached several leaders of Lenape polities in the lower Delaware to discuss land sales further north. Since the land in question did not belong to their polities, the talks came to nothing.

But colonial administrators had prepared the draft that resurfaced in the 1730s. The Penns and their supporters tried to present this draft as an actual deed. Unsurprisingly, Lenape leaders in the lower Delaware refused to accept it. What followed was a convoluted sequence of deception, fraud, and extortion orchestrated by the Pennsylvania government that is commonly known as the Walking Purchase. In the end, all Lenapes who still lived on the Delaware were driven off the remnants of their homeland under threats of violence.” – Steven Harper.

^ Walking Purchase.

The refugee Lenape villages that had arose from this displacement are believed to have been an important component that led to the French and Indian War and the surge of revolutionary ideas among the Lenape Delaware Natives. One of these revolutionaries was a man from the Delaware named Wangomen, who believed that the great creator spirit, Gichi-Manidoo, had chosen him as a messenger. Wangomen, also known as the Assinisink Prophet, was visited by a great buck during a hunting trip that conveyed the message that by abandoning the old ways, the Natives had placed themselves in this difficult situation.

The great creator spirit, Gichi-Manidoo, let him peer into the heavens where he saw that there were three heavens –one for Natives, one for ‘Whites’ and one for ‘Negroes’. The ‘Whites’ were ill-treated in their heaven, as punishment for their abuses against the Natives, for taking the promised land away from them and for their enslavement of the ‘Negroes’. 

Another Delaware man named Papoonan, had a vision while mourning his father’s death –the great creator spirit, Gichi-Manidoo, was offended by the way that the Natives had abandoned the old ways. Papoonan was a supporter of Natives purifying themselves in the old ways of their forefathers and for them to denounce the use of alcohol. Unlike the other prophets he preached peace, coexistence, the sharing of resources and also accepted some of the teachings of the Moravian Christian missionaries 

^ Neolin, the Delaware Prophet.

There was yet another man from the Delaware tribe named Neolin, meaning “the enlightened”, in this story he plays the greatest significance. Neolin traversed the spirit world for days before reaching three forks in the road, from both the wide and the narrow roads a great fire arose from the ground which forced him to turn back. On the third path he encountered a marvelous white mountain in which he saw a woman of radiant beauty that instructed him to strip himself of all that he has and to purify himself in a nearby river. After purifying himself he met with the great creator spirit, Gichi-Manidoo, who gave him a guideline for the Natives to follow. The Natives must refrain from drinking, be married to one woman, not covet their neighbors’ wife and not to fight with their fellow brethren.

That the land in which they inhabited was given to them by him, reminding them that they lived before the French and English had arrived and didn’t need their assistance. They hunted with bow and arrow without need of firearms. That now they had become dependent on the whites, for his children (the Natives) to send the whites back to the homes that he has given them, across the ocean. To “drive off your lands those dogs clothed in red who will do nothing but harm”. 

He sought to purify his followers, urging them to rid themselves of all European goods and return to the lifestyle of their ancestors. Though he had many followers, the idea of tossing aside their arms was too much for some Natives to comply with. Nevertheless, Neolin became yet another force swaying the Natives against the ‘Whites’. 

By so doing, and by strictly observing his other precepts, the tribes would soon be restored to their ancient greatness and power, and be enabled to drive out the white men who infested their territory. The prophet had many followers. Indians came from far and near, and gathered together in large encampments to listen to his exhortations.” – Chapter VII, The Conspiracy of Pontiac and the Indian War after the Conquest.

If there are any errors please privately inbox me so I can update it. As always, if you’d like to read or learn about any specific historical subjects just let me know what they are and I will take note of them.


  • THE COUNCIL OF THREE FIRES AND THE PONTIAC-GUYASUTA UPRISING – This post covers some of the history, culture and religion of the Native American inhabitants of the Great Lakes region of North America, focusing on the Pontiac-Guyasuta Uprising and the Council of Three Fires (the Ottawa, Ojibwe and the Potawatomi); the peace-pipe, Rogers’ Rangers, the sport that inspired lacrosse, and some Native battle tactics
  • THE IROQUOIS CONFEDERACY: THE “SAVAGE” EMPIRE – The origins of the Iroquois Confederacy, the early wars they were involved in, the effects that disease epidemics incurred upon them, the Iroquoian cultural use of torturescalping, and cannibalism, the tomahawk and its symbolism (bury the hatchet), as well as the taking of captives during mourning wars and adopting them in order to replace lost tribal members.
  • THE IROQUOIS CONFEDERACY: THE RED ROMANS AND THE RED COATS – This post covers the religious beliefs of the Iroquois Confederacy, their origin story, their belief in duality (like yin and yang), their secretive and mysterious masked societies, and their involvement in the conflicts between their two great colonial neighbors (New France and the New England) like the famed French and Indian War. I’ll also speak of their involvement in the American Revolutionary War as well as the famed Joseph Brant, a Freemason Mohawk leader who swayed most of the Iroquois Confederates into siding with the British. It is believed that without the aid of the Iroquois Confederacy, North America would now be speaking French instead of English and that France would’ve held a massive portion of the eastern half of North America, leaving a massive battlefield for the French and Spanish to battle over.

BREAKING NEWS TOKYO (AP) — “Game of Thrones” star @Maisie_Williams wants everyone to stop buying tickets to marine shows. She says it’s the best way to stop the capture and killings of dolphins in Japan.

Williams spoke Friday in the small Japanese town of Taiji, made famous in “The Cove,” a 2009 Oscar-winning film that documented the dolphin hunt and starred Ric O'Barry, the dolphin trainer for the “Flipper” TV series.

Williams is the latest celebrity trying to save dolphins. Others include Brian May of Queen, Sting and Daryl Hannah.

She hopes her influence on social media, with 4 million Instagram followers, will help educate people about Taiji, including Japanese.

Williams, global ambassador for O'Barry’s Dolphin Project campaign, says only a handful of Taiji fishermen are benefiting from the practice. (x) (x) (x)

Imagine meeting Ragnar while they’re on a raid.
They would plunder the small town you live in and actually they didn’t plan to make captives, but when some of his men were about to kill you, Ragnar would stop them.
“Not this one.”, he said and the men let down their axes and turned to
look at him.
Ragnar wouldn’t pay attention to them and just walk straight towards you. He would bend down before you and eye you for some seconds until an interested little grin would cross his face.
“Do you understand me? You’ll come with us”