Some fun facts you may not know about the Columbine shooters
-His co-workers reported that he had a facination with fire.
-He had an intrest in baseball cards.
-Eric collected sauce bottles.
-Books about nazism was found in his bedroom.
-On his pc there was found pictures with symbols of nazism.
-He wrote a letter to the creators of doom with suggestions. His suggestions were released 2005.
-One christmas, his only gift was a very valuable and expensive baseball card.
-His last dinner before the tragedy was at Outback Steakhouse, april 19th.
-He had a fear that coyotes would attack his 2 cats.
-He did not like the taste of coffee, but enjoyed the smell of it.
-He wore reading glasses but either broke them or lost them, causing not to wear them anymore.
Characters: Dean Winchester x Reader, Sam Winchester, Castiel
Length: 1667+ words
TW: Nothing but fluff here, folks
A/N: I saw three dogs while going on a walk yesterday. It was a good day. I was inspired by THIS video right here (please watch it, and be prepared for your heart to melt, and I couldn’t help, but write this. Plus @winchesters-favorite-girl kept posting pictures of Eeva, and I really love her dog ;; So here’s some dog!Dean fluff!
Dean hated witches. I mean, he hates all monsters in general, but he’s very vocal on his hatred for witches. This case just gave him more reason to hate them. Sam was down with a broken leg back in the bunker so it was up to Dean, and Y/N to gank the witch.
The witch had led them to a forest, the hunters on high alert, but kethat didn’t matter because the witch had enough of running. She casted a spell on them from a safe distance, letting the dust surround them before disappearing.
“Dean!” Y/N yelled, bringing attention to the dust around them, but it was too late. They had already inhaled whatever mystic powder she threw their way on them.
“Fuck!” Dean cursed. “We don’t even know what spell she hit us with.”
His partner didn’t respond. Instead, she leaned her weight on the tree closest to her. Her lungs felt like they were expanding, and collapsing at the same time. The blood in her veins felt like hot lava slowly pumping through her bloodstream, and yet she shivered, her skin prickling with cold dampness that came from her sweat. Her heart felt like it was racing, too fast to be normal, too fast to be healthy. A choked sob escaped her lips.
“Y/N?” Dean whipped his head around to see her lurched over. He ran to her, one hand on her back, the other cupping her cheek. “What’s wrong? What hurts?”
She couldn’t respond. She opened her mouth, but nothing came out. Dean ignored to pain that was starting to bloom in his heart. He ignored the fact that he could feel his blood pumping his heart, and the fact that it fucking hurts. He ignored the pain he felt all over because the blood in his veins were moving too slow, and too thick.
“Y/N?” he choked out, trying to push through his pain to help her with hers.
Then everything started spinning, and darkness overtook the two hunters.
Y/N came to first. She opened her eyes, finding her surroundings to be bigger, and monochrome. She tried moving her fingers to scratch the itch away from her cheek, but when she brought up her hand to her face, she found a paw- a small paw. She looked down finding a furry chest instead of her normal human body. Trying not to panic, she analyzed her surroundings, and her mind went to Dean. She found a German Shepherd near her, and Dean’s clothes surrounding it. She quickly ran to his side, nudging her paw against his chest, but when that didn’t work she placed her snout on his neck, trying to feel a pulse. Suddenly, he moved, and she backed up from him, trying to give him some space. He tried raising his hand to his head, but he found the same thing, a paw. His eyes widened, and he frantically looked around, seeing her. There was concern in his eyes as he scanned her figure for any injuries. He tried speaking, but only a bark came out, and Dean looked less than happy. She walked over, and nuzzled his chest once again to relax him.
He looked around, trying to look for his phone, thanking Chuck for smartphones. He used his snout to unlock his phone, growling in annoyance at the rectangular device for moving around as he held it in place with his paws. Finally, he got it to dial Sam’s phone, waiting until he picked up before barking. Y/N rolled her eyes at his incessant barking. They could hear Sam’s confused questions as Dean kept barking at the phone. Finally, they heard him speak the words they wanted to hear.
“I’ll come find you guys. Just stay on the line.”
Dean just kept barking, and barking. Y/N’s ears perked up as she heard some howling from afar, she quickly leapt on Dean, trying to shush him. She put a paw near his mouth, missing his sharp canines. He got the message, and stayed quiet, realizing the sound of growling was getting closer. With their heightened senses, they could see a pack of coyotes approaching them.
Don’t Trespass When having a circle, make sure you aren’t on private property or out in a public space that has a curfew. It’s always safest in your yard or a friend’s yard. Don’t go into abandoned buildings, cemeteries, churches… They either won’t be safe or will have patrols that will catch you.
Solitary Safety Always let someone know where you are; especially at night. If you aren’t having the circle in your yard tell someone where you are in case something happens to you. Make sure you pay extra attention to open flames and any sharp tools you may be using. Always make sure you have a way to contact someone if needed.
Group Safety As above always make sure someone outside the group of you knows where you are. There is more safety in numbers but still pay attention to flame and sharp tools. With more people sometimes things can get confusing and someone could trip over someone else…
Wild Animals They do not want to be your friend. You probably won’t even see them as they tend to avoid people, but in case you do see an animal do not approach it; even deer will attack if they feel threatened. Most are harmless if left alone (deer, rabbits, squirrels, owls…) others are more keen to attack (coyotes, wolves, raccoons, foxes…). The fire from the circle may help repel them, but if they do come after you don’t worry about breaking the circle or anything else, get away.
Sharp tools Take care not to cut yourself or anyone else. Don’t leave the blade on the ground or someplace you or someone else could accidentally run into it. Always bring a first aid kit with bandages and rubbing alcohol just in case. Accidents do happen
Open Flame Safety This goes without saying: NEVER leave an open flame unattended. Check your candles regularly to make sure they aren’t catching anything else on fire, been knocked over or are otherwise hazardous. Keep loose clothing, hair and anything else flammable well out of reach of any flame.
Fire Indoors Having lit candles indoors can be dangerous. Make sure they won’t catch any furniture or curtains on fire. Keep small children and pets well away from the flames. Make sure that the room is well ventilated so there isn’t smoke buildup. Use candle holders. Keep all hair and clothes away from the flame.
Fire Outdoors As with fire indoors keep small children and pets well away from any flame. Make sure there aren’t any plants, dry grass or leaves that could catch fire near your candles. Keep all hair and clothes away from the flame. Keep in mind that while outdoor the wind can blow out your candles so try to keep then guarded with holders.
Incense Indoors Make sure the room is well ventilated so there’s not smoke buildup. Some fire alarms will be set off by incense smoke. Don’t light incense indoor if there are any pets or small children as they have a harder time breathing with the smoke in the air. Make sure no one with allergies to scents will be in the house until you have aired it out. Use a small fan too keep air circulating so you don’t get overwhelmed with the smell. Keep all lit incense away from anything flammable.
Incense Outdoors Incense outdoors is a lot less dangerous. Make sure to keep all lit incense away from anything flammable. Keep in mind that some animals are curious and might be drawn to the new small, especially in or around forests. Make sure you aren’t around any bird nests that have baby’s as the smell could kill them.
Cleanup Always cleanup everything after you’re done your circle, be it indoors or out. Collect all your tools and put them away and clean up any ashes from incense. Don’t pour out the melted wax from your candles, not only does it use up your candles faster, but now there’s a pool of wax for someone to step in, or some animal to find and eat which can make them sick. Always leave the area you cast your circle in as you found is.
Do you think the probability of large predators like wolves and bears attacking the clans?
uh probably not wolves/bears/mountain lions because cats are relatively small prey and wouldn’t be really worth the effort to them (unless they’re starving) and any predators wouldn’t attack their camp bc that’s just gonna be a losing battle
but a coyote/fox/hawk/owl attacking a cat that’s wandering alone yeah definitely
Also after the nuclear apocolypse, if you’re in the right place and people are still alive you can use a fake Aussie accent and people will be like EEYYYY MAD MAX REFERENCE, EYYYYY NICE right before mutated coyotes attack the caravan and murder half of your friends.
some of you may know i’ve been feeding crows for a few months now, as represented in my operation: crow army tag
i’ve been doing it as part of spellwork and as an attempt to gain a cohort of familiars. ultimately i would like to train them to attack cops or something but i haven’t quite figured that out
it’s gotten to the point where i can pretty much walk out onto my porch during any daylight hour and crinkle a packet of ramen noodles and they’ll come perch in the trees. today a few of them were willing to land on the far edge of my lawn while i was still on the porch, which is a new development.
they’re still wary of me. every time i move, even from the other side of the window, they jump. i think it’s reflexive
an unexpected side effect is that i am learning which of my neighbors the crows like. lots of people walk by my house but only for a select few will the crows only stay on the ground level while they walk past.
at first i summoned raccoons, and they got into the crawlspace directly under my bedroom. actual monsters under my bed, screaming and gnawing on the floorboards. just kidding, they’re probably cute, but i interpreted this as a metaphor for the structural underpinnings of my thoughts and beliefs: there’s something dangerous going on in the recesses of my mind, and i need to get rid of it before it gets trapped and rots down there.
well, i think the raccoons are gone but apparently it’s because there has been a coyote sighting exactly in front of my house, and i have no idea if i summoned that or what it means
The messaging system sucks. The messaging system has always sucked. The messaging system has sucked for hundreds of years. Somehow, nobody thinks this is unusual.
You wake up to discover that tumblr’s default font is now Papyrus. “Coyotes,” explains a colorful polygon with dots for eyes. You offer no response. The grayfaces and polygons know what coyote attacks look like. This is not a coyote’s work.
“let’s all just keep xkit guy in our thoughts and prayers tonight as he works to fix this new update,” the post says. You reblog it. But can this cycle really sustain itself? How much longer before he needs more than prayers? How many more times, before xkit guy demands incense, bath bombs, the blood of unblemished lambs?
The updates are sudden now, coming without warning. Rich and poor, proud and humble, fave and problematic, all are swallowed up in user interface cataclysms. Once there was a sigil to reblog, a ward to keep the chaos at bay, but nobody reblogs it. It doesn’t work any more. Deep down, you wonder if it ever really did.
Scott was pacing the front of Deaton’s clinic as he checked you over before beckoning the three that had stayed inside. Scott, Lydia and Stiles hurried to stand next to you. Your brother couldn’t bare to look at you while Stiles attempted to lighten the mood with jokes, Lydia glared at him while she clutched your hand.
“Well the good news is that she’s alive.” Deaton muttered as he repeatedly flashed a light in your eyes.
“And the bad news?” Scott sighed.
“She isn’t in her body.” Deaton didn’t elaborate and he stepped away meaning Stiles let out a flood of questions. “What I mean is that she is in someone else’s body.”
Hi all, I really hoped it wouldn’t come down to this, that we would have found him by now, and I wouldn’t need to post it onto tumblr, but it’s been almost 4 months and we still haven’t found Jasper.
Jasper was last seen at 8:00 pm, June 15th 2017, in the upper Ladera Heights area (between Culver City and the oil fields) of Los Angeles, California. He is about a year old, long hair, brown marble tabby. Not too big, about average size for a cat. He is fixed and microchipped (his chip status is currently set to “lost”). He is also very friendly, cuddly, and not picky at all to what people he likes.
We got him when he was only 4 months old, along with his siblings, who we fostered and bottle fed. We rehomed the rest but my sister couldn’t part with Jasper.
My family thinks that someone stole him. He was a primarily indoor cat, and never really seemed interested in wandering. We also checked the area the morning after we realized he was gone and there were no signs of a coyote attack… so I don’t know why else he would have disappeared.
I don’t want to guilt people too much to reblog this, but I would really appreciate a reblog. This is my little sister’s cat, who suffers from depression and Jasper was a serious comfort to her. His disappearance has been hard on the family, but it has seriously taken a toll on my sister. Even if you’re not in the Los Angeles area, you might have followers who are.
So please, if you know anyone who has picked up a cat somewhere that looks like Jasper within the last 4 months… please double check…