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neonthewrite:

( 10 Facts about my Characters )

HERE WE GO. Some of these people might already know, others might be new? Either way. Time to do the thing.

  1. Jacob Nicholas Andris is named after his father Nicholas and a grandfather on his mother’s side.
  2. His birthday is August 27th (coming up pretty soon actually)
  3. He is/was on his high school’s boxing team. In his canon story, he was unable to be on the team for his senior year of high school due to the events of Bowman of Wellwood.
  4. He broke his arm once in middle school.
  5. He’s decently proficient in Greek, as he learned it growing up from both his parents and especially in talking to his various grandparents, who insisted on him learning.
  6. His best friend is Qi Shi “Chase” Lisong, whom he met shortly after Chase’s family moved to the US from Jiuquan in China.
  7. For a short period of time, Chase’s younger sister Minnie had a crush on Jacob, a fact that Chase gives them both endless shit about.
  8. Jacob is asexual and aromantic! He went on one (1) date and discovered that it’s all more than he cares to deal with.
  9. Jacob learned his love of camping and the outdoors from his dad, who used to take him on small trips whenever he could.
  10. In his spare time, he reads a lot. Jacob knows he tends to look more like the big dumb jock than anything else, but he keeps himself fairly well-read.
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August 16th excerpt:

“Dean, wait! ” Jacob cried, lifting one hand as if he might halt the towering human himself. His eyes were wide and his heart pounded, residual from the sharp reaction he’d gotten. Dean’s walls had slammed down like a ton of bricks, quickly enough to almost cause whiplash.

Jacob hadn’t given him the time he needed to cool off. He suddenly doubted any amount of time was enough.

“Please, you gotta listen to me,” he yelled, trying to ensure Dean could hear his tiny voice from his full height. Normally, Jacob would want to back off, but this was too important.

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August 15th excerpt:

Jacob didn’t get a sound out before Dean’s fist slammed into the table, not even six inches away.

The surface bounced beneath his boots and the sound rang even more ominously than the humans’ voices. Jacob stumbled backwards with his wide eyes fixed on that fist. It would have left nothing of him if it landed on his body.

Upcoming blog hiatus

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Due to a death in my ( @nightmares06‘s ) family, there will be a brief hiatus at the end of this week for the blog and for story posting.

From 8/18/17 to 8/21/17 there will be no:

  • Excerpts
  • Story updates
  • Asks answered

The blog queue will be running the entire time.

Asks remain open, feel free to send them in and we will look at them after the weekend!

Commissions remain open, but there will be no updates and I will reply to any messages received after returning home. The funeral is five states away. There will be a lot of traveling in very little time. My laptop is so old that it now lacks the ability to post stories on the go, or edit tumblr posts. 

Have a nice week! 

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In Brothers Divided, Dean never woke up and found Sam trying to break Jacob out of the vase (Brothers Adopted early storyline). ‘Cause of that, they can’t get Jacob out, Sam is stuck between a rock and a hard place, and finds himself losing his adopted younger brother to the giant that trapped him.

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They would be a little surprised to learn that humans have souls at all. Not because they think they’re monsters necessarily, but to sprites, their souls are like little pieces of the Spirit they pray to. Since humans don’t have one of the Spirits connected to them, it would be a bit surprising to find out that they have souls from an entirely different source.

Knowing how powerful a soul is would be less of a surprise. Souls are nothing to be trifle with, no matter the source. They might be worried about where those human souls go, if they don’t have a Spirit that will take them in. Heaven and Hell would not be easy concepts for them to grasp.

Bowman himself would be as belligerent as he is about anything a human tells him. Especially if he can’t actually see or feel any proof of it. If he actually saw a human soul, he’d be both mollified and also wondering why it’s just kinda floating around. Doesn’t it have places to be. Free it.

Best Plan Yet (Brothers Saved)

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A special request from @gt-kindii!

They wanted a short story based on this picture, and I hope I did it justice!

AU:

Brothers Saved

Timeline: Sam is 10, Dean is 14; a month after Dean’s curse.

Word Count: 724

Warnings: None

Commissions are open!

“It’s so hot! ”

Sam looked up from where he was bent over a book, avidly reading his assigned summer lessons (only assigned because he’d asked the teacher for work to do over the summer). A slight smirk hit his face when he saw where Dean was, sprawled out on the most shadowed area of the table in an attempt to soak up what he could of the cool surface, avoiding the sun like he lived all his life in a cave.

“It’s summer,” Sam pointed out helpfully, nudging Dean in the side with a pencil. “In South Dakota.”

Dean groaned, comically loud as he tried to squirm away from the intruding eraser. “Doesn’t mean Bobby can’t invest in some air conditioning for once in his life!” he complained, pushing himself up so he was sitting. It made it easier to bat at the pencil.

Sam grinned, both for the complaints and for Dean’s relatively mellow reaction to the poke. Just a few weeks ago, his older brother, shrank by a curse to under four inches tall, had bolted from him, unable to cope with the sheer size of everything around him. Now, things were strained, especially between Dean and John, but between the brothers life was settling back down to normal.

“We’ve never had AC here before,” he reminded Dean. “And just last night you were complaining about how cold it was!”

Dean huffed in aggravation. “It was cold last night!” he insisted mulishly. “But now it’s so hot I can barely breathe in here.” He kicked out both legs, spreading himself out on the table again.

Sam frowned as Dean started ignoring him once more. As strange as it was to hear his cursed brother complain about the heat instead of a chill when there was none, Sam could understand it. Dean’s curse had hit while he was wearing his regular jeans and outfit. He didn’t have any shorts to strip down into. He could walk around in boxers, but being so vulnerable like that chafed at Dean. Small was bad enough, he would refuse to make himself more vulnerable.

“Be right back,” Sam said distractedly, pushing himself up from the table.

Dean was nearly a puddle on the table again, barely raising his hand off the surface to attempt a wave before flopping it back down. Sam smiled fondly at that, then left the room. He had a plan.

Ten minutes and three closet raids later, Sam was finally able to call his plan a success.

It wasn’t exactly what Dean was pining after, but considering that Sam, a ten-year-old kid with no current access to transportation or an adult, had to come up with it, he’d need to deal.

“Here we are!” Sam declared, plunking down a fan a few inches away from Dean and then setting up a second, larger fan for himself. He gathered up work and put that on the counter out of the way, and went searching for an outlet.

Dean sat up in a hurry at all the earthquakes, staring wide-eyed at what Sam had come up with. A small grin snuck its way onto his face.

“Where did you find those?” he asked, scrambling to his feet to look over the small fan that was nearly his size.

Sam’s head popped into view from the floor. “Bobby’s got all kinds of stuff like that hidden away in his cupboards,” he told Dean smugly. “Did you think I just sat around all day when you were playing around with the cars outside?”

Dean shook his head, bemused. “Figured you just read all day,” he responded.

Sam found an outlet, pulling out a plug for one of the lamps and taking over both sides with the fans. The one next to Dean sputtered to life, creating a cool breeze that ruffled his hair.

He barely noticed Sam returning to turn on his own fan, too busy positioning himself blissfully in front of the cool air. This new size might suck at times, but at least his little brother was just as reliable as he’d always been before.

“This is your best plan yet,” Dean said, stretching his arms up to get as much air as possible.

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August 13th excerpt:

Worn wood stretched out beneath his boots. Jacob found one scratch in the table that he shuffled one foot over once, twice, while his cheeks heated up. He almost felt scolded by that blue eyed gaze.

The first day traveling with Dean came back to him, one of the scariest days in his life. After spending an entire night trapped under a vase, Jacob had been grabbed up and dropped in a pocket, trapped while Dean took him away. He had lied to protect his family, and gotten himself more or less adopted because of it.