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#we did it guys! we solved the Roanoke mystery!
marzipanandminutiae · 4 months
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I'm sorry I just
historians: this colony disappeared! they carved a word in a post that was both a name of a local indigenous group and a nearby place, but no definitive sign of them was found. 15 years later, this guy who was known for making shit up and being an asshole said that he'd heard about a place nearby with a bunch of English people doing English things, but he couldn't go investigate. then 100 years later, another guy said that some local indigenous people had gray eyes and claimed some European ancestry, with no further information about specifics. anyway now there's absolutely no archaeological or genetic evidence to substantiate any particular theory about what happened here, even though many historians do believe it credible that at least some of them may have assimilated with local Native groups
randos online: THE ONLY REASON ANYONE WOULD THINK THIS WAS A MYSTERY IS DISCOMFORT WITH INTERRACIAL RELATIONSHIPS, CLEARLY
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libertyreads · 3 years
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January TBR--
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It’s a new year which means it’s time for a new TBR full of new goals. My goal for 2022 is actually to read fewer books so that’s part of the reason my stack this month looks a little lighter than usual.
1. Lumberjanes Vol. 8: Stone Cold by Shannon Watters-- Continuing my read through of these comics. Hoping to finish the series by the end of the year. We follow the girls from the Roanoke cabin at Miss Qiunzilla Thiskwin Penniquiqul Thistle Crumpet’s camp for hard-core lady-types.
2. Giant Days Vol. 6 by John Allison-- Continuing my read through of these comics. I’m also hoping to finish the series by the end of the year. In this series, we follow a group of friends during their years at university in the U.K. This series is very slice of life and I love that about it.
3. House of Earth and Blood by Sarah J. Maas-- I’m rereading this one before the next book comes out. To be completely honest, I’m a little fuzzy about everything that happens with this one. I feel like I read it forever ago and I read it so fast. I’m going to try to take it a little slower this time so I can fully absorb it. I know that we follow Bryce Quinlan who had a perfect life before a demon murdered her closest friends. The police said they caught the guy who did it, but two years later the crimes start up again while the accused is behind bars.
4. Leviathan Wakes by James S.A. Corey-- This is the first book in a well loved Sci-Fi series and a book from my list of 40 books I want to read before I turn 40. I plan on reading this one early in the year so I can keep reading the series if I enjoy book one. Humanity has colonized the solar system in this hard Sci-Fi series and we follow Jim Holden as he and his crew uncover a secret someone is willing to kill for.
5. What I’m Looking For by Karen Grey (E-Book)-- One of my unspoken goals for the year is to finish an anthology of romance novels that I picked up early last year and this is the next book I need to read. Kate Bishop (not that one) and Will Talbot are complete opposites. She works at an investment firm and he’s the bartender at the bar her coworkers love to go to. However, a meet-cute of epic proportions means they can’t stay away.
6. Horror Hotel by Victoria Fulton and Faith McClaren (NetGalley)-- The YouTube famous Ghost Gang visits a haunted LA hotel notorious for tragedy to secretly film after dark. They expect it to be just like their previous paranormal huntings--spooky enough to attract subscribers, but ultimately harmless. They stumble upon something unexpected in the former room of a serial killer and quickly realize they’re in over their heads. Sometimes, it’s the dead who need our help--and the living we should fear.
7. The Paradox Hotel by Rob Hart (NetGalley)-- I’m trying to go into this one knowing as little as possible because it is a mystery novel. But this one is a locked-room murder mystery set at a hotel for time travelers in which a detective must solve an impossible crime even as her own sanity crumbles.
8. The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas (First half only)-- A classic and a book from my list of 40 books I want to read before I turn 40. I struggle with classics so I’m only aiming to read half of this 1,200 page novel in January and finish it in February. This is a story of revenge based off a true life story of wrongful imprisonment.
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Croatoan- Part 1
Pairing: Dean x Reader
Word Count: 1,939
Warnings: Typical Supernatural violence, angst, language, minor character death, blood, you know the usual,
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Urban legends, bedtime stories, monsters under the bed: they are all things you hear about but never really believe. You hear about them from your friends and you think about them all the time, it never really leaving your mind until one day, you finally do some more research.
You ask your parents about it and they always say it isn’t real, that you have nothing to worry about. So, you forget about it for a few months. Until it comes up again and the cycle starts all over again.
That’s how kids live their lives. Always knowing the unknown but never being afraid because they know it could never be real. However, with the way you grew up, those nightmares came true and you had to face them every single day.
You didn’t get to have a shortcut in life. You didn’t have parents to tell you otherwise. All you had were guns and rock salt to protect yourself with.
And that’s all you needed.
But that never stopped you from looking up some of the world’s greatest mysteries because with what you knew, anything could be true. You got to digging around and much to your pleasure, you came across the Croatoan Mystery. You thought that was very fascinating and have been obsessed with it ever since.
How could someone leave a ton of people on some island, only to come back 3 years later and have no trace of anyone ever lived there?
“Sweetheart? Are you in there?” You looked at Dean who was at the counter of the gas station, buying some food and beer.
“Yeah, sorry, just thinking, I guess.” You said, shrugging.
“Is this about the last hunt we went on?” He asked, keeping it vague for the cashier.
“You two hunt? What kind of animals do you hunt?” The cashier asked you with a smile. You looked at him and gave him a tight smile.
“Deer mostly.” Dean grabbed his change and took the beer and the jerky he bought.
“I hunt them too. Once I got a moose but don’t tell anyone.” He said with a laugh.
“We won’t. Thank you.” You said, walking out of the gas station that was right across from the motel you were staying at. Dean immediately opened the bag of jerky and started to munch on it.
“Damn, this is good. You want some?” He offered.
“No, Dean, I don’t want any. Are you just going to ignore what happened with that demon? You were going to sell your soul without any consideration of who it might affect?” You asked, walking with him.
“Look, I was trying to get her on our side. I wouldn’t do that to you.” Dean said, looking at you while you two walked.
“Why don’t I believe you?” You looked at him with a sigh.
“Believe what you want but that is what I’m sticking with.” Dean said, walking ahead of you.
“Dean, please, wait,” You reached out and grabbed his arm, making him look at you. “I love you so much and I know you want John back. I know you miss him but this isn’t what he would have wanted. He did this to save his son who he loves. It would kind of defeat the point if you died trying to bring him back.”
“Yeah, I know you’re right. You’re always right.” He muttered. You smiled and stroked his cheek before pulling away. Dean grabbed your waist with his free hand and leaned down to kiss you but you stopped him.
“You know I hate jerky. I am not getting that taste on my tongue.” You teased, pulling away from him and walking to the motel room. You slid the key in and opened the door, frowning when you saw Sam on the floor, holding his head in pain. Dean walked up behind you and saw Sam as well.
“Sam, are you okay?” You asked, rushing to him. You got on the floor and moved some of his hair that was damp with sweat, away from his eyes.
“We have to go. Rivergrove. Another vision.” Sam said, squeezing his eyes shut. You looked up at Dean who was already packing his things. Well, that beer would have to wait to get drunk. Right now, you had another case to solve.
It was late at night and you’ve barely gotten sleep. Sam was so sure that Rivergrove was the place that he needed to be. You didn’t know what his vision was about because he wasn’t talking. You tried 2 times to get him to talk. Maybe third time is the charm.
“Sam, please tell us what your vision was about. You do want our help, right? I can’t give it to you if you don’t tell me.” You said, scooting closer to the seat.
“Fine, there was a dark room, a few people inside, and Dean was there, holding a gun. One of the guys in the room kept pleading with Dean that it wasn’t inside him but Dean shot him anyways.” Sam said with a sigh.
“What was in him and who was it?” You asked, looking at Dean who kept his eyes on the road.
“I have no idea. I don’t know what half of these visions mean anymore.” Sam said, looking at the GPS.
“And how are you so sure we are heading in the right direction? Aren’t there two Rivergroves in this country?” You asked.
“There was a poster on the wall of Crater Lake which is in Oregon.” Sam answered.
“Okay, there was something inside of him. Was he possessed? Your visions are always tied to the yellow-eyed demon somehow. Did I exorcise it? Any black smoke?” Dean asked.
“No, nothing like that. You just shot him.” Sam said, biting his lip.
“Maybe he had a good reason.” You said.
“Yeah, I hope so.” Sam said quietly.
“What does that mean?” Dean asked, looking at his brother. When Sam didn’t say anything, Dean scoffed. “Sam, I wouldn’t kill an innocent man.” Sam looked at his brother with his eyebrows raised.
“Hey, he wouldn’t!” You defended your boyfriend.
“Fine! Look, we don't know what it is. But whatever it is, that guy in the chair's a part of it. So, let's find him, and see what's what.” Sam said, leaning back in the seat, closing his eyes.
“Fine.” Dean said, looking back at the road. You sighed and laid down in the back seat, closing your eyes to see if you could get a few hours of sleep before you had to go to work.
“Sweetheart, wake up.” Your eyes fluttered open and you looked to see both Winchesters stare at you from the front seat.
“Can’t we leave and say we took care of the problem?” You joked.
“No, that would be cheating. Come on, Sleeping Beauty.” Dean chuckled, getting out of the car. He helped you out and you took in your surroundings. You were definitely in Crater Lake. You were parked in front of a wooden shop with a man who was cleaning a rifle outside of it.
Sam and Dean walked to him and you followed, looking around the town.
“Good morning, sir.” Sam said politely.
“Good morning, what can I do for you?” The man said with a smile.
“My name is Billy Gibbons and this is Frank Beard and she is Margaret Wells. We’re U.S. Marshals.” Dean said, taking out a badge. You wished you brought yours along but luckily, he didn’t ask for yours.
“What’s this about?” The man lost his smile.
“We’re looking for someone.” Dean said, looking at his brother for help since Dean didn’t have any idea who this kid was or what he looked like.
“A young man in his early twenties who has a thin scar right below his hairline.” Sam said, remembering his vision.
“What did he do?” The man asked worriedly.
“Well, nothing. We're actually looking for someone else, but we think this young man could help us.” Sam said.
“He’s not in any kind of trouble. We think you might know who he is, Master Sergeant,” Dean said, smiling at the man. You looked at the man and saw a tattoo on his arm that represented the Marines. “My dad was in the Corps. He was a Corporal.”
“What company?”
“Echo-2-1.” You loved how proud Dean was of his dad.
“So, can you help us?” Sam asked.
“Fine, Duane Tanner’s got a scar like that. But I know him and he’s a good kid.”
“I believe you. Like they said, he isn’t in any kind of trouble. Where does he live?” You asked, stepping in.
“With his family, up in Aspen Way.”
“Thank you for your help.” You said, turning around and walking with Dean and Sam back to the car. On your way, you looked up and frowned when you saw a telephone pole with the one word you’ve been thinking about lately.
Croatoan.
“Dean, Sam, look at this.” You walked closer to the pole and examined it. They followed you and frowned when they saw the word.
“What the hell is a Croatoan?” Dean asked. You and Dean both stared at him with your mouths open.
“Dean, don’t you know the story of Roanoke, one of the first English colonies in America in the late 1500s?” You asked, not believing your ears.
“Yeah, Dean, didn’t you pay any attention in history class?” Sam asked.
“Didn’t need to.” Dean shrugged.
“Well, story goes is that an Englishman named John White came to America to start a colony. I’ll spare you the details but he eventually left to get help from England but ended up coming back because of the war in Spain 3 years later. When he came back, the whole town was wiped out. It was like no one ever lived there. He left behind over a hundred people but they were all gone and there was no trace of anyone ever living there. The only thing he found was the word Croatoan carved into a post.” You said, pointing to the word on the pole.
“So, you think that’s what’s going on here?” Dean asked, looking at his brother.
“Whatever I saw, it wasn’t good, that’s for sure. But what do you think could do that? I mean, there had to have been some explanation why those people disappeared.” Sam said.
“Well, no matter the answer, your visions always are tied to the yellow-eyed demon. Maybe we should call Bobby or Ellen for help?” Dean suggested.
“Let me call Jo. I haven’t talked to her in a while,” You pulled out your phone but frowned when you didn’t have any bars. “I don’t have any service.” Dean and Sam took out their phones to check. It was the same thing with theirs.
You looked around and spotted a pay phone and hastily walked over to it, picking up the phone. You frowned when you heard the “out of order” beeping. You tried again but you always got the same result. You hung up and turned to the guys.
“The line is dead. You know, if I was going to wipe out an entire town, this would be my first step.” You said, sighing.
“Okay, then I guess the only thing to do is visit Duane.” Dean said, walking back to his car. You looked at Sam and sighed, getting into the car. You looked back at the shop where the man with the rifle was and didn’t see him there. You had a feeling that was bad but you ignored it for now.
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