Howling at the Moon

School Photos

2009-11-05T09:22:38Z

Just got the results of Sean's first school photo (not my icon that's Peter) and the picture is BLOODY AWFUL I truly didn't think he could take an awful picture.

Question is do we buy them when we hate them as it's his first?

EDIT: Sean just had a look at his own picture and even he doesn't like it!

meep

2009-11-03T15:21:46Z

Trouser elastic snapping when walking home from nursery is never a good thing, though quick reflexes are.

In the seventh realm of hell

2009-10-25T14:07:33Z

It's only one week of half term but there's a Scooby Doo marathon on Boomerang (I may like the prgram but not THAT much

Baaaaaaaa

2009-10-22T06:15:32Z

Pinched from both silkmoth101 and wicked_4_tw

The problem with LJ: We all think we are so close, but really we know nothing about one another. So I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Ask away.

Then post this in your LJ and find out what people don't know about you.

My thoughts and prayers for a seriously ill little boy

2009-10-14T07:51:02Z

A little while ago wicked_4_tw posted this entry about her friends little boy Beau who's tiny body is riddled with tumours and she asked all on her flist to put a post out asking for thoughts and prayers for a little boy who's fighting for his life. So please could you send all prayers towards Beau and his family at this time.

For my 40th Birthday a little hot totty

2009-10-12T14:13:54Z

As a celebration of my birthday I thought I'd post some eye-candy for the occasion (any excuse huh) with many thanks to wicked_4_tw for helping me sort out my pictures as my laptop is being a bugger so without further ado I present...

Chris Kane

David Boreanaz

Gareth David Lloyd

Jared Padalecki

Misha Collins

And last but by no means least Jensen Ackles
..

*Not intended for copyright making no money*

Now I'll be in the shower if you need me....

Creepy shudder

2009-10-02T13:19:18Z

I turn on the latest episode of Supernatural and as Dean walks past the Jehovah's Witness, my mother (who is a Jehovah's Witness) phones

A huge thank you to wicked_4_tw

2009-09-28T18:43:08Z

The lovely lady in question helped me to revamp my profile page and I'm so proud of it

Sooooooooooooo tired

2009-09-23T02:55:29Z

It's 3:45 in the morning and Peter is up again! He's always been a bad sleeper, never a week going by without him being up at least once, but for the last two months that once a week going nuts at 3 am has turned into 4 possibly 5 times a week. Andy just shuts Rufus in the porch so Peter can't let her out or harm her, then he goes back to bed. I on the other hand can't sleep with him running around downstairs doing god only knows what to god only knows what (he's at least once ordered a movie on demand)

bugger

2009-09-11T09:39:15Z

Supernatural series five started yesterday and can I watch it? NO! Firstly here in the Uk we have to wait until fuck knows when! as living tv have deemed to show Supernatural from season one episode one at only once a week! That there sucks! With the help of wicked_4_tw I tried downloading it and would it download? NO! So again the lovely lady sent me a link to it online and everytime I try to watch it my laptop keeps shutting itself down (four times so far the most I've been able to watch is 10-15 mins)

All I can say is

I WANNA WATCH SUPERNATURAL!!!! *STAMPS FOOT*
I'VE SEE IT WITH MANY THANKS TO wicked_4_tw , silkmoth101 AND prettypsycho FOR ALL YOUR HELP!

Question for the day

2009-08-20T11:27:48Z

What do you get if you cross a 6 year old mini damian and a pack of 10 fresh eggs

Answers to go to the closest police station where I'm being held for filicide

whimper

2009-08-19T18:13:52Z

My sons are demolition hellions who have not only managed to damage two new beds and my night time fan but today they somehow took the door off one of my cupboards by it's hinges.

I swear they're Damian the demon child multiplied.

I know I've asked this before but...

ARE THE SUMMER HOLIDAYS OVER YET!!!!!!

Rufus Rufus where fore art thou

2009-08-01T07:34:36Z

We seem to have mislaid the hamster. Peter was up from 4 am (again) and appart from taping over my series 4 Supernatural he also left the lid off her cage, I got up this morning and there's no sign of her.

I hope the lil fur ball is okay

YAWN

2009-07-30T05:58:59Z

Peter's had me up since 2:30 this morning he's been a major menace and finally got his claws into my Supernatural three series' dvd boxset (he's lost one of the dvds) he also got into my series one Torchwood and destroyed the postcards in there (well I'd already destroyed Gwen Cooper's one he destroyed Cpt Jack one and the weevil one)

Andy says I need to keep him awake for the day as he'll probably try to sleep but I'm so tired I can't think straight *looks at icon* he looks like butter wouldn't melt in his mouth doesn't he?

sigh

2009-07-25T17:09:57Z

You know I'm used to people staring at Peter when we go out (in fact one child on Monday whilst we were at the park asked me if he was drunk) I'm also used to people commenting when he's particularly vocal. But when we settle down to get something to eat it hurts when someone makes a show of leaving the table near us because of my son.

He can't help the way he is and I wish people would realize that.

Team Castiel

2009-07-22T09:13:52Z

Go check out spnland

Original Ficlet

2009-07-19T13:12:56Z

Title: Blood on the water
Author: haces222
Rating: R for slight gore

A.N. My first go at an original fic/ficlet, I wanted to try something different and this is what I came up with. Un beta'd but worded

A sharp pain. Flinching as crimson blood welled up in the wound, watching as the tiny bead slid down the fingertip dripping over the side of the boat into the turquoise ocean below. Blood on the water swirls, the deep red colour mixing and lightening, a pattern emerging much like the gaudy stripes and swirls of a stick of rock.

Drip by drip, the blood mingles darkening the water, calling forth the predators of the deep.

They move through the ocean cutting the surface of the waves with their fins, much like a knife through butter. Driven mad with the scent of blood and the inaccessibility of their prey they hurl themselves at each other. Sharp teeth graze across the wood of the hull as they attack each other trying to get to the source of that delicious smell driving them wild.

Heaving mass of bodies causing water and blood to froth up, a glimpse of shark fin and eyes as black as coal, unmoving unemotional soulless. A coldness of a predator with no thoughts of doing good or evil, just a will to survive. A body hard, with constant movement, muscles and fluidity working side by side to make the ultimate killing machine with no remorse.

Blood is flowing freely now, the drip drip forming a continuous stream, pouring from a wound unable to heal. The sharks frenzy increases, teeth as sharp as razors slicing into each other in a desperate fight for food, for life. The blood of prey and predator combines and the overwhelming scent of it surrounds them.

A need to survive drives them on, until finally...

To the victors goes the spoils

Peter

2009-07-15T15:35:54Z

Peter lost his first tooth today, he took it surprisingly well though his teachers think he may have swallowed it though we're not sure (No tooth fairy is gonna check for it later)

Swine Flu

2009-07-02T07:59:53Z

Sean's nursery is open today *WOOHOO* but both Andy and Sean have colds/something so both are still off work/school. I don't actually think it's anything to worry about as Sean is as 'bright eyed and bushy tailed' as ever. But I guess better to be safe than sorry

EDIT: NHS Direct got in touch and so long as they don't have tempratures, which they don't everything should be okay

Swine Flu

2009-06-30T08:22:21Z

Second confirmed case of Swine Flu at Sean's nursery so it's closed today and now I'm watching Sean closely for even a slight sniffle and panicking quietly.

Swine Flu

2009-06-29T11:02:15Z

First there was an outbreak of Measles then one of Scarlett Fever and now we've recieved notification of a case of Swine Flu in Sean's nursery it's still open at the mo though for how long... who knows?

Head desk

2009-06-20T08:01:21Z

I have four (possibly five and if I'm honest six) works in process

1) Torchwood (Ianto werewolf one)
2) J2 (freaky friday style)
3) Harry Potter (Remus and Severus in the afterlife)
4) Supernatural (Bobby telling *or showing* John Winchester what his boys have been doing)
5) Harry Potter (Oliver Wood trying to court an unaware Percy Weasly *That one has been on the back burner for over a year)
6) Torchwood (Gwen bash *though technically this one's likestowrite's)

I guess I'd better put pen to paper *sob*

Fic: The House Rules

2009-06-18T20:29:56Z

Title: The House Rules
Author: haces222
Fandom: Supernattural
Pairing: Dean/Castiel Sam Bobby
Summary: The Apocalypse is over and rules in the Singer, Winchester, Castiel household need to be set
Rating: NC17 for swearing among other things
Disclaimer: Not mine *sob*

A.N. Something silly that lay in the vestages of my mind (it's a scary place in there) Fic title came from the Chris Kane song 'The House Rules' unbeta'd but worded

With the Apocalypse over, life settled down. The brothers Winchester and to a greater degree, Castiel never had a place that they could consider their own. So Bobby Singer decided to open his home to two young men he looked at as his own sons and one angel, whom he’s not sure how he viewed. But as he welcomed the three men into his home, he decided that a few rules would be needed.

Though Dean argued, a well placed cuff followed by “Ya idgt!” was enough to quiet him. Now all that was left was creating said rules and writing them down.

Castiel was ‘volunteered’ -by a well placed tickle- to put down all rules on paper.

So with Castiel sitting at Bobby’s worn bureau and the three hunters gathered round, the rule making began.

1) Bobby’s liquor cabinet is strictly out of bounds (yes I’m looking at you, Dean)

“What! Why are you looking at just me? Sammy’s fond of a drop of your bourbon as well.”

“Yes but Sam would stop at a drop you’d go for the whole bottle.”

“Is it pick on Dean today and nobody bothered to tell me.”

Sam sighed, “Why don’t you make the next one up.”

2)   No touching the Impala without expressed permission from Dean (this includes looking through/borrowing Dean’s cassettes)

“Dean, I really think your beloved is safe from us. Believe me, we survived the Apocalypse. We’re not going to start another one.”

Castiel paused in his writing. “Why this preoccupation with a car?”

Dean looked at his angel with disbelief. “She’s a work of art, a beautiful piece of machinery that thrums under my hands like a beautiful woman in the throes of passion.”

All three men gaze at the older Winchester with shock.

“What?”

Sam smirked. “Dude that was practically poetic.”

Dean shrugged. “She’s my baby.”

3)   Keep headboard banging and screams of “DEAN HARDER!” to a bare minimum

Castiel blushes.

“Oh come on Sammy! We’re not THAT loud. Besides it’s not something we can control.”

“Well I’m sick to death of being woken up all the time.”

“I have just one suggestion, bro.”

“What?”

“Buy earplugs.”

4)   No shedding feathers in either the shower or the bed (they get stuck in uncomfortable places)

“I do not moult!”

“You could’ve fooled me Cas, cos it aint my feathers I’m picking out of places that no feathers should go.”

Sam grinned.

“And I don’t know what you’re grinning at Sammy. Maybe next time I’ll collect what Cas doesn’t moult and leave them in your bed.”

Bobby looked quizzical. “I would have thought feathers would be soft.”

“Those shafts have pointed ends.”

Cas coughed. “Okay! Enough! Next one.”

5)   The panic room is not to be used as a pleasure palace

“Okay okay is it pick on Dean and Cas day?”

“I’m just saying ya idget. I keep finding all manner of toys and things, an old man shouldn’t have to see unless he’s Hugh Hefner, down there and believe me they aint cuddly teddies.”

Castiel blushed again.

“You’re embarrassing Cas, Bobby.”

“Well he should realise that hooking up with this horn dog will have consequences.”

“I think it’s about time we have a rule for Sammy.”

6)   No dating any women with black, white, yellow, red or any other solid coloured eyes (if in any doubt dose with holy water before exorcising)

“Oh come on! I’m not that bad!”

“Dude, your track record is as bad as Xander’s on Buffy I mean maybe we should start calling you a demon magnet as well.”

“One demon! Does not a track record make.”

“What about Meg?”

“I didn’t date her.”

“Are you saying you weren’t checking her out when she was undressing.”

“I still didn’t date her!”

“What about Lori?”

“What about her?”

“You had the hots for her and she was all tied up with the hook man.”

Sam pauses

“Then there was Lenore the vampire, you got pretty close to her if I remember correctly.”

“You don’t! You’re seeing things that weren’t there.”

“Well you can’t deny Madison!”

Sam pouts. “I suppose not, though she wasn’t a demon.”

“Dude… Werewolf!”

7)   Under no circumstances does anyone buy Castiel any alcohol

“What! Why?”

“You’re a f…rigging lightweight Cas, there’s no denying it.”

“I’m an angel, Dean. Christ may have turned water into wine at the wedding in Cana but the rest of us have had very little to do with the fruit of the vine.”

“Which means?”

“It was my first time Dean, I’m sure the first time you had a drink you weren’t perfect.”

“True true. What I do know is the first time I drank I didn’t get up onto the bar and do a ‘Coyote Ugly’.”

“Am I ever going to live that down?”

“Nope!”

8)   No crank calls to anyone (but especially Missouri or Ellen) from the home phone, I mean how old are you? Twelve or twelve thousand

Castiel blushes once again. “It’s fun, besides they don’t know it’s me.”

“No!” growls Bobby, “they think it’s me! Have you ever been on the bad side of a pissed off strong woman, it aint pretty!”

“Oh come on Bobby! You can take it, I mean you faced down the apocalypse what could be worse?”

“Okay Dean, next time Missouri phones me because your angel decided to have some fun, I’ll just tell her you’re playing around then hand the phone over.”

Paling slightly, Dean replied. “You heard what the man said, Cas.”

9)   Always knock before entering Dean and Castiel’s bedroom (that’s a given)

“No arguments from me.”

Bobby nods. “Not something I ever want to see again.”

“What do you mean again?”

10) No joking about male pregnancy (just because Cas has wings it doesn’t mean he has eggs)

“But it’s funny bro.”

“Not when you have to explain to an angel why you want him to pee on a stick!”

Castiel looked between the two brothers.

“You lied to me, Dean. You told me Sam wanted it for a new experiment on an angel deterrent.”

“DUDE!”

“What comes around goes around Sammy boy.”

Castiel paused in his writing and coughed.

11) No asking for Castiel to collect forgotten shopping just because you can’t be bothered to go back for it (speed of light travelling notwithstanding)

Sam whines. “But it’s so much easier.”

“Cas is not your personal dogsbody. If you want something, go get it yourself.”

Tilting his head, Castiel murmurs, “That goes for you too Dean.”

“But Cas!”

“Dean I don’t exist to serve or pick up after you.”

“But you’re so good at it.”

12) No imitating Bobby or anyone for that matter just to get your own way

“It works.”

“That’s not the point Cas, I don’t appreciate Bobby’s voice telling me to pick up an anal stuffer.”

Bobby splutters. “What the hell! Boy!”

“I’m sorry Bobby, Dean tends to listen to you more than he does me. It made sense at the time.”

Sam looks curious. “Did it work?”

Dean glares. “Yes!”

13) No hiding Castiel’s coat

Dean smirks. “That coat and I have had good times.”

Three men turn to look at him, before Castiel slowly shrugs the coat off his shoulders and places it neatly on a chair.

14) No blasphemy in front of Castiel (except in the bedroom and then not at the top of your lungs)

“Think you’re fighting a losing battle with that one son.”

15) No talking about your sex life at the dinner table or anywhere else for that matter as it embarrasses Castiel

“Aw Sammy it’s so much fun making you choke on your breakfast.”

“Dean.”

“And you get all red and everything.”

“Dean!”

“Besides you told me enough about what you and Ruby got up to. It’s payback time Sammy boy.”

“DEAN!”

“Cas?”

“If you ever expect me to use said ‘anal stuffer’ on you, you’ll use discretion instead of telling all and sundry.”

“Yes Cas.”

16) When being introduced to a new girlfriend of Sam’s do not throw holy water or salt at her as if she’s being introduced to the family she’s already passed *see rule six*

“Still think it pays to be careful. Don’t pout Sammy.”

“You know what Dean, we never throw holy water at your dates.”

“He’s a frigging angel Sam, he could bathe in the stuff and it wouldn’t make any difference.”

17) Do not give Castiel more than two pieces of candy a day.

“Why not? You and Sam eat so much it should be coming out of your ears.”

“Yeah, but neither Sam nor I act like a hamster on speed when we eat it.”

Castiel pouts.

“Pouting won’t work! As the brother of the king of all pouts, I’ve developed an immunity.”

Castiel intensifies his pout.

“Okay okay! Three pieces!”

18) When going to a bar, Castiel is not allowed near the juke box.

“What! Why?”

“Your taste in music doesn’t really fit with the places we tend to visit.”

“What’s wrong with it?”

“Well for a start Cas, we go to bars where other hunters and bikers hang out.”

Sam suppressing a smirk continued. “And ‘Aqua’s Barbie Girl isn’t something they’re used to.”

Castiel did a good impression of an avenging angel, before replying.

“Philistines!”

19) Downloading porn onto Sam’s laptop is prohibited unless your initials are S W

“Why do you get to download porn but not us?”

Bobby growled, “Leave me out of this ya idget, you’re the only one of us who checks out porn sites.”

“Okay okay! Why do you get to download but I can’t?”

“Two reasons Dean.” Sam holds up one finger, “Reason one, it’s my laptop.” Another finger goes up, “Reason two, I doubt you need anymore encouragement in the porn department whilst I need all the distraction I can get.”

“We’re not that bad!”

“Dude! Rule no’s. three, five & nine for a start.”

Nudging Castiel, who’s studiously avoided looking at anybody, Dean leans across his back and murmurs in his ear.

“I know a Stuart Williams. Do you think that’ll work.”

“I heard that!”

Bobby looked on with some amusement as the brothers argued.

“Just one more, I think!”

20) If the apocalypse comes a knocking, don’t answer the door.

With a flourish, Castiel finished the last rule. Dean smirked before laying his hand on his angel’s shoulder, before saying.

“Wanna go break rule no three!”

Bouncing hugs to all

2009-06-16T15:08:46Z

Just finished the meeting with the social worker concerning Peter's core assessment and she couldn't fault me, even the house was spotless. According to her we are a nurturing family in which Peter is thriving so basically...

I kicked arse as a mother and that's good enough for me!

Bobby's Dilemma

2009-06-15T17:25:00Z

Title: Bobby's Dilemma
Author: haces222
Fandom: SPN
Characters: Dean/Castiel Sam/Ruby Bobby Singer, John Winchester & OC
Summary: Bobby get's a visit from an old friend
Rating: R for language and mention of slash

A.N. Not sure where this came from, unbeta'd but worded

Bobby Singer had seen a hell of a lot in his long life. On more than one occasion he’d faced his mortality and shown great courage against innumerable forces. He’d stared into the jaws of hell, gone up against more than one pissed off demon he’d even gotten between Dean and the last piece of pie. But this…this was way beyond anything he’d had to face before.

It started with a knock on the door.

“Alright alright I’m coming!”

Opening the door he came face to face with a literal ghost from his past.

“What the fuck!”

John Winchester sighed as he watched one of his oldest and dearest friends become speechless with shock.

“Fuck!”

Well almost speechless…

Leaning against the doorpost, John spoke for the first time.

“Okay! Yes it’s me. No I’m not a ghost nor am I a demon, though why I haven’t had holy water thrown in my face is beyond me. You’re slipping old man!”

And yeah that there was John Winchester to a core.

Stepping back from the door, Bobby found his voice. “I’m not a complete idiot you know, I have enough demon repelling wards covering this place that not even Lucifer himself would be able to get in. Also there’s enough salt and iron worked into not only the door and Window frames but also surrounding the house. So if you got this far you sure aint evil by any stretch of the imagination. Though what the hell you are is another thing. As the last time I saw John Winchester he was a hell of a lot more transparent.”

Stepping across the threshold, John felt the stirring of power before smiling slightly and remarking. “It’s good to see you old friend!” Followed by a mutual back-slapping.

Not much later, both men sat at Bobby’s kitchen table sharing a bottle of Bobby’s best bourbon whilst John explained about waking up not far from there back in his own body, a body, Bobby would swear that went up in smoke. A nasty suspicion crept into his consciousness.

“Oh God! What did those idgts do this time?”

“What are you harping on about this time, old man?”

“Those sons of yours! What did they sell this time to get you back from hell?”

A look of confusion crossed John’s face.

“They had nothing to do with my being here and what do you mean this time?”

“You’ve set a bad precedent John. If it’s not Dean sacrificing himself for Sammy, it’s Sam trying to sacrifice himself to get Dean out of the initial deal.”

John’s face darkens.

“How long has he got left?”

“Who?”

“Dean! Who do you think I meant?”

“Oh you don’t have to worry, Dean is safe from hell as long as he doesn’t piss off any angels.”

“Angels?”

“Yeah. Apparently he’s their new soldier. So if the angels didn’t bring you back, how did you get out of hell?”

John shrugged. “I don’t know. That’s why I came here first, to see if you can help me figure out what the hell is going on! And when I can square this off I‘ll go see my sons, the look on Sammy‘s face should be priceless!”

Picturing the last time he saw Sam, wrapped around his pet demon like a puppy.

“Yeah, he’s gonna be shocked.”

“Of course I’m sure Dean’ll take it in his stride. Nothing fazes him.”

Bobby casts his mind back to the last time he walked in on Dean without knocking, and man! Who knew that Castiel could bend like that. Bobby considered bleaching his eyeballs, but he’d still have the image burned into his brain so a lot of good it would’ve done.

“Cool as a cucumber, that’s Dean.”

As the bottle went back and forth, Bobby wondered aloud.

“I wonder if the angels had anything to do with your being here? Maybe they wanted another Winchester soldier in their army.”

John snorted.

“I don’t take orders from anyone.”

“Yeah! And look where that got you. Besides you don’t wanna be pissing these guys off.”

John sighed before introducing his forehead to Bobby’s table. And it’s then that the kitchen lights start flickering…

“Uh oh!”

“What?”

“Looks like we have a visitor of the angelic variety.”

“Shit!”

Bobby’s door flies open, slamming against the wall, which would no doubt leave a mark. Both men wince as they wait for the shit to say hello to the fan.

An unassuming young man, someone who Bobby doesn’t recognize, walks through the door. Pausing briefly he heads towards the two men sitting at the table, until he stands before them.

Clearing his throat with a cough, he begins speaking.

“I am called Amitiel! I am the angel of truth. The Lord commanded me to bring you back from the depths. Your sons are in need of discipline, discipline that only a father can give.” A look of distaste flits across his face, before he continues. “They are involved in acts of carnal pleasure and you as their father need to set them upon the right path!”

“Oh come on! We’re talking about Dean and Sammy, right. Of course they’re dipping their wicks into whatever girls cross their paths, that’s what they do! It’s human nature and as easy as breathing for them. I don’t know why you’re getting so worked up, they’re doing the job you want them to do aren’t they?”

“Yes, but…”

“So where’s the problem?”

Bobby sat back and watched a newly resurrected John argue with the powerful creature who did the resurrecting. And boy was the similarity between father and son telling. Hearing his name bought him back to the argument with a rush.”

“Wait! What?”

“I cannot spend anymore time going over the reasoning behind what has been done. So you Bobby Singer need to explain what John Winchester’s sons have been up to and with whom!”

And before he could blink the angel left, leaving Bobby with a quietly seething John Winchester and a few things that needed to be said.

Taking a huge gulp of bourbon for courage, he cursed the cowardice of certain angels and mused the best way to tell a father that one of his sons was fucking a demon and the other was fucking a male angel.

Taking another shot of bourbon he couldn’t help but feel he was in for one hell of a conversation.

Howling at the Moon

School Photos

*meep*

In the seventh realm of hell

Baaaaaaaa

My thoughts and prayers for a seriously ill little boy

For my 40th Birthday a little hot totty

Creepy *shudder*

A huge thank you to wicked_4_tw

Sooooooooooooo tired

*bugger*

Question for the day

*whimper*

Rufus Rufus where fore art thou

*YAWN*

*sigh*

Team Castiel

Original Ficlet

Peter

Swine Flu

Swine Flu

Swine Flu

*Head desk*

Fic: The House Rules

*Bouncing hugs to all*

Bobby's Dilemma

meep

Creepy shudder

bugger

whimper

YAWN

sigh

Head desk

Bouncing hugs to all