( My phone is crazy )
Free smol Amara = the smol wants.
No, seriously. This is what I got when I tried to type “The smol wants.” My phone clearly wants a fic about smol Amara freed and terrorizing big brother Chuck’s playground!
Month: May 2016
I can imagine the tiny wendigo outrunning a human, for sure, but I’m not sure if their strength would be enough to be able to take down a full grown person. They can only be so strong, after all, and the average grip strength of a human male is around 60 to 110 pounds of force.
If the canon bros found a tiny wendigo raising hell, they could keep it in a mason jar. It can’t exactly kill a human, so they might as well see what it can do. Dean sneaking it bacon and Sam snipping that bacon isn’t going to do it any good.
It would also be a funny story if a little wendigo got free in a house, everyone climbing their chairs while it tries to tear through everything but just can’t do much at a twentieth of its size.
(I loved those talks of tiny demons, probably one of my fave things!)
Tiny monsters are totally a thing, at least as far as I’m concerned. If any of the little guys like Sam die and hold a grudge, they’ll have the same ability to stick around and haunt. Vampires are great too – since in the Supernatural world, all they need is to drink the blood of a vampire, it isn’t even hard to become one! But then they need to deal with finding blood, and tinies like them are few and far between. They might have to risk a human or two, sneaking around while they’re asleep. The bite marks might be mistaken for mosquito bites in the morning.
The poor wendigos would have all the sad stories, lost and alone and forced to turn to cannibalism (or, eagerly turning to cannibalism, depending on their personality).
We might have a few plans for tiny monsters that we’ve bandied about a few times 😉
((fell into my main account))
XD I think this made my day when I saw it. Better watch out for those shaking floors when the earthquake strikes!!
May 25th excerpt:
Dean shook his head. “Sure, we’re stronger,” he agreed. “But our adopted mom, Mallory, wasn’t close to as strong as us or Walt.” He hovered a hand close to his chest, indicating her height. “She didn’t have as much luck as us or Walt when she got out of the house to get supplies, but she did manage to throw it up.”
Jacob stared for a second longer at the height Dean had indicated. Their adoptive mother was absolutely tiny. Sam and Dean were already small, but this woman couldn’t be much more than three inches by Dean’s measure.
He tried to think about what he knew of the family they had back at that motel. He hadn’t heard much about them at all, and with a small shred of guilt Jacob understood why. They’d be protective of them; Sam and Dean were just like that.
The pie that led Dean there in the first place vanished into the depths of the mini-fridge, forever out of reach for anyone his size. The way the fridge was designed with the airtight seal rendered it beyond their ability to open. If they could ever find a way to get in, getting to the food itself would be child’s play. The hooks they used for climbing would catch on the shelves and railings of the fridge without a problem. Dean’s bag was bigger than Sam’s, and he used every bit of that space when they were out searching for supplies. If he could fill it with food that he knew went to waste in the motel’s mini refrigerators …
Dean stared back up at the human’s words, his face clouded. The entire reason he was in the room was now out of reach, and he realized it always had been. He’d put both himself and Sam at risk for it. The only shining light was Sam evading capture. If their roles were reversed, he’d never forgive himself.
As he always did, Dean put his trademark snark to good use building a wall around his emotions. “If you didn’t go causing earthquakes with your big stomping feet, I wouldn’t have to be a ninja,” he griped up at Jacob, letting years and years worth of resentment shine through in his tone with a convenient target for it in sight. His voice bounced back at him from the glass, only fueling his frustration. “You left the pie out, that made it fair game.”
“Is that so,” Jacob answered through a chuckle that he poorly concealed. It was very difficult for him not to find that teeny tiny glare and endless sass entertaining. Whoever this guy was, whatever he was, he was funny. Jacob really hoped they could come around to some kind of understanding soon.
Excerpt from The Road Not Taken
Artwork by @lamthetwickster
Of course!
It might not be as popular a place to live due to the amount of humans that are in and out on a daily basis, but that is a trade-off for the sheer amount of food they’d be able to find. The kicker is with that many people around, there is no way to risk getting food during the day. All gathering trips would have to wait until no one was around.
Motels are a little easier because it’s less people around, but they also lose out on the amount of food available. It completely depends on the people who stay in the rooms.
Homes are the safest, but care has to be taken since the theft is easier to notice when it’s the same people around day after day.
Hey, you’re just as tall as me and Bree! ^^
As for conversions, in BA that will leave you standing 3.4 inches. We are smol. Sam’s scale is 1:19 (according to the calculations I did when I found Dean’s height to be 3.8 inches – one inch is 1.604 feet )
May 24th excerpt:
“Let’s save the Godzilla act for later. You don’t want to use up your best looming on us, right?”
Jacob shrugged slowly and pretended to think it over. “I guess you’re right,” he said after only a few seconds. “Don’t wanna cast a shadow on the training, here.”
Jacob lowered himself down to lie flat on his front. His arms, thicker than any of the others were tall, crossed and he rested his chin on them with a smile. “How’s that? Minimal looming and everything.”
There may be relationships ahead in any of the series. Though I’m not an expert in any way on relationships in general since I’m ace, there are definitely plans in the works. Nothing sexual ever, of course. Neither Sam or Dean are celibate by any means, and I plan on staying as true to the series as possible, of course.
I think they’ve worked in at least some relationships in the last few seasons… though Dean is ruined for women right now and it upsets me to see him so torn.
Brothers Apart 