stupid voltron headcanon from my Discord chat with @kalicofox :“
SOmeone needs to write Pidge finding that. Like a whole fucking fan base for gladiator Shiro. They start making money by selling photos of Shiro working out” well here we are
“You are my little sister. I promise you, you’ll never get hurt when you’re around me. My dream, it’ll never happen.”
talk about this later Dean.” You said angrily, you didn’t want his
apologies, you didn’t want anything, you just wanted to put as much
space between you and Dean as possible.
So you did.
Three Months Later….
When you came into consciousness you couldn’t ignore the pounding that was going on in your head. You’d had headaches before, but never one like this. Slowly opening your eyes you realized it was hard to crack one of your eyelids opened, it was as if it was glued together. Feeling something dripping down your face towards your eye, you tried to move your hand to stop it, however you couldn’t move your hands. Looking down you saw that you were restrained to a chair as blood was slowly dripping from your head. You glanced around to take in your surroundings, however you felt your breath hitch when you saw Sam sitting next to you, fighting his restraints as he was also tied down to his chair. A knot in your stomach instantly formed as you slowly turned your stare towards what was in front of you.
Just as you thought, Dean was standing there pale as a ghost. He nimbly held his gun at his side as he started at the ground while what you assumed was a demon stood behind him.
A/N: I’ve literally posted this like six times because I can’t figure out how to italicize on mobile because the mobile version is trash lmao I’m so mad rn ugggh. I tried that stupid code italicize but it didn’t work but it works when I test it out and ugghhh I hate this app
Word Count: 3,340
Warnings: mild language like twice. Not proof read. Possible ooc characters.
Summary: (Name) met George in her third year after being pushed down. After another year, what will happen when George has to find a way to keep his feelings for her in check?
She had a quiet voice, but a loud mind. That loud mind of hers was full of brilliant facts and opinions, but the quiet voice that she had held everything back.
And to say that it bothered George would be an understatement as well.
No, George was almost offended that she refused to speak your mind. He couldn’t really understand why (Name) felt the need to hide all of her wonderful thoughts, but that didn’t mean he didn’t respect it.
George and his twin met (Name) when she came to Hogwarts at the age of eleven. At the time they were second years who in all honesty didn’t care much for her.
It’s not like they disliked her, they just didn’t know her well enough to care.
However, that all changed when they witnessed her being pushed down in her third year by some fourth year jerks.
Your builds are so good! Do you have any tips for landscaping? I always struggle with it (also you dont have to answer this if youre too busy/dont want to).
Sorry for the late answer, I was trying to figure out way to condense the pictures (s/o to iphone apps)! Here’s pretty much a huge list of things I do to fill space and decorate backyards with plants and various other things.
So the most important part of landscaping is plants!
Color (here you can see i chose a gradient hydrangea line for a simple gray house, and yellow and white follower for a bright blue house)
Size (you can see I’ve framed the sitting area with a mix of large and small palms to give it variation)
Density (I’ve added depth to the wall by adding layers of ivy)
Environment (each world has a specific environment, like Oasis Springs vs. Newcrest, and staying within the plant species that live there is generally a good idea)
Style (adding tall trees to a suburban style home is a simple filler along fence or property lines)
If backyards are really small, potted plants can replace growing plants
Sizing up (making a potted plant larger and raising up the tall shrub is a cute porch plant)
Terra Cotta (I created a small garden corner that would be good for condos, apartments, or townhouses with tiny backyards)
Garden plots (adding flowers to large garden plots gives the illusion of gardening, but without the dying)
Terrain paint is a really good tool for creating sections
Shapes (making shapes for landscape groups is an easy way to siphon off parts of the yard)
Placement (using the smallest size can make stepping stones)
Accents give backyards character and make it playful
Springs (this is really good for big backyards, or “beach” houses)
Playground (making a sandbox with fence and terrain paint and putting the money bars together looks like a more complete playground)
Fountains (fountains in the front are easy plant substitutions)
Driveways (sizing up cars and using concrete helps make the front look less plain)
Straight Trellin from Get Together
Putting 2 together (makes a small pergola)
Putting 4 together (makes a large pergola)
Sizing up (makes a large front accent for a porch or a patio)
Half Walls like fences
Outdoor shower (adding onto a pool house or close to the pool is good for a more expensive house)
Plants (using potted plants, palm trees, or lights are good for paths to the front door or accents in the back yard)
Fencing and borders
Fences (round fences in a large driveway and putting a tree, or fences around the front of the house in fill space)
Bushes (bushes, like fences, take up space, especially in 20 x 15 lots)
Filling up empty space
Wedding/large garden space
Pool house and outdoor kitchen
Patio and covered patio with a built in spa
Lattice grass and concrete (making patterns with grass and concrete make a backyard look decorated without any objects)
String lights (one of my favorites, these are super easy to make a backyard look full)
Tree line (to break up sections of the yard
Fenced flower garden (along the border fence, adding a smaller fence 1 pr 2 blocks out and filling it with flowers takes up space easily)
[Image is a nine-panel comic. Two stick-figure girls are talking. The first says, “You’re always talking about how hard life is for you, but come on–it must be really nice to not have to go to work or school.” The other girl, shocked and slightly embarrassed by this, replies, “Um, actually, no–and that’s a really offensive and insensitive comment. And…it kind of makes me feel bad…” The first girl says, “Oh, you’re just being too sensitive! You know what they say–‘Sticks and stones can break your bones, but words can’t hurt you!’” The fourth panel zooms out and we see that the girls are at a table with a book in front of the second girl. She says “Hmmmmmmm,” squinting at the first girl. She squints down at her book. “Mmmmmm…” She squints back at the first girl. “Mmmmmmm–” In the seventh panel, she picks up the book and THWAP! Nails the first girl right in the face. In the next panel, the second girl is yelling under the table, “What do you say to THAT, Susan?” From under the table, the first girl (aka Susan) replies with nothing more than a feeble, “Ow.”]
TW: abo, alpha dean, dubcon issues, use of alcohol, weed, sex, knotting, breeding kink, depression, body issues
Summary: Dean Winchester is satisfied in his life as a mechanic at the family shop, but that doesn’t mean Mary Winchester is happy her 37 year old alpha son is unmated. So she does what any mother would do, she medles. They’re used to the blind dates and hook ups until an omega shows up in town, an omega who has a rule of thumb not to trust alphas.
It was raining heavily in the middle of the night. Mary Winchester didn’t mind, it was good for her plants, after all April showers did bring May flowers. The sound of the rain wasn’t what woke her up, it was the emergency phone for Winchester Automotive. She rolled over, smacking John across the face for him to get up and answer the phone.
John grumbled, but answered the phone, his expression and tone softening when he heard the fear in the voice of the girl calling. “Okay sweetheart, I’ll be right out with a tow truck. Just wait in your car.”
Mary got up to make a pot of coffee and call Dean to meet up with John at the shop. John kept a tow truck in the back field of the family farm for cases like this. He started the engine and drove to the Gas in Sip just off the interstate.
He scanned the lot, quickly spotting the red Mustang. Pulling up beside the car, he got out, cautiously walking toward the driver’s side. His nose flared slightly as a gentle, omega scent filled his nostrils. No wonder she was so scared on the phone. John softened his expression and smiled as she got out timidly.
Lavender. She smelt like lavender. “I’m John, we spoke on the phone.”
“Y/N.” Her reply was soft. She had a slight edge and he couldn’t deny the sharp inhale she made when she smelt him.
To Y/N, all alphas were the same. They built you up with promises they wouldn’t keep and would throw you out the minute you became an inconvenience. She gave him a quick once over, relaxing slightly at the gold band on his finger. At least he wouldn’t hurt her.
“Well Y/N, you go on and get in the truck and out of the rain. We’ll go back to the shop and see what is what and then go from there.”
His alpha tone was stern yet comforting. She knew not to think twice and did as he said. John Winchester seemed to know what was best, and right now that meant keeping her safe.
On the other side of town, Dean Winchester thankfully had an excuse to leave the horrendous date he was on. The girl was sweet, really, but he was allergic to cats and he got the impression her’s were a top priority. He paid for her drinks and grabbed his keys, going to open up the shop. Winchester Automotive had a policy, a set of morals really, that they should be available 24/7, and he didn’t mind. Saving people kind of was in the job description.
Dean opened up the shop, turning on the lights and getting the bay open and ready. They probably couldn’t fix it tonight, but he would try. He eased back into the front desk, propping his feet up on the desk. Seger, the shop guard dog, happily trotted over to lay his head in Dean’s lap.
He hadn’t had his eyes closed long when the door bell went off. His green eyes fluttered open at the same time his nostrils twitched. A wave of calm crashed over him at the scent filling the shop. Dean looked up, a slow smile spreading across his face at the sight of his father and the small little omega beside him.
“That’s my son, Dean. He doesn’t always sleep on the job.” John winked at Dean before going back into the bay. “She’s got a beautiful car, but I think the engine is shot.”
Dean was still trying to recover from the high feeling of the unmated omega In front of him. “Oh?”
Y/N didn’t know why she was blushing. This Dean guy was an alpha, a no go, but damn his black t shirt was incredibly tight. And his green eyes reflected the ceiling lights and gave the illusion of a twinkle. “Yeah” she finally sighed moving away from the strong scent of whiskey. “My baby just died on me, I mean I know she was having some trouble but, she just died.”
Dean stood up, earning a whine from Seger. He walked over to join your side watching John under the hood. Seger whined and followed after a Dean, tilting his head slightly. He nudged at the back of Y/N’s legs. “Sorry.” Dean quickly apologized going to pull the German Shepard away from the girl, but she shook her head.
“Hey there buddy.” Y/N momentarily forgot about the overpowering scent of alpha. She got down on her knees, becoming eye level with the dog. “You’re a good boy aren’t ya?” The cooing was too much for Dean to handle.
“His name is Seger.”
Y/N’s eyes sparkled slightly, looking up at Dean. “Nice taste.”
John kept his smile to himself and put the hood back down. “I’ve got good news and bad news.” He wiped his hands on a towel and leaned against a tool bench.
“Bad news first please.” It was hard for Y/N to distract herself from the dog, but she managed to pull it together.
“Your engine is shot.” John said simply. For Dean, the strange feeling of happiness at the news was concerning.
“Where’s the good? I’m a broke, college dropout.” And there was the cynicism. The thoughts were starting to creep in, all the ways these two alphas could ruin her. They would take her car, she was going to be in so much debt she would have no life meaning.
The two Winchesters exchanged a soft glance. There was a story behind you, no one really just drifts through Kansas for kicks. “There is good darling. We can get the part in tomorrow and have you out of here by the end of the week.”
Y/N awkwardly shifted her legs as she mulled it over. She wasn’t going anywhere specifically, that wouldn’t be an issue. Money was the issue. Her savings was running short and there was no chance in hell of her asking her parents for help. Running a hand through her slightly greasy hair, she bit her lip. “Do you guys take credit cards?”
John opened his mouth to answer simply, but Dean was getting anxious. There was a pretty girl with a nice car who loved his dog standing right beside him. “As a matter of fact we do.” His charming personality made it difficult to resist smiling. He stretched his arm around Y/N’s shoulder, noticing a slight agitation but no protest. “And for pretty girls in mustangs we’ll just charge you for the part.”
If John wanted to give him hell he could, but right now Dean just wanted the pretty girl who smelled like lavender to be smiling. And she did. “I, that’s not fair of you. I’ve already dragged you out of bed at” she glanced up to the clock on the wall “1:35 in the middle of the night. I can’t ask you for that.”
John shook his head. “You didn’t. We offered.” Alphas and chivalry was not a cocktail Y/N knew well.
“What’s that thing Sammy does?” Dean clicked his fingers in thought. “Quid pro quo?”
Y/N squeaked out a sigh, the last bit of youthful innocence that remained in her urged her to hug them, but she could only muster up a relaxed shoulder shrug. “Thank you.”
Dean gave her shoulder a squeeze, reminding her of his presence there. “Mom up?” His eyes scanned John’s face. “We can lock up and take her home.” A flirtatious grin stretched across his face. “Unless you want to come to my place.”
Y/N tried not to give into the charm and instead focused in on the trunk of her car. “The cops don’t have to get involved do they?”
The two alphas shook their heads, suspicion running through them. “No, why?”
“Um, I, no reason.” An embarrassing laugh echoed through the shop.
“Damn aren’t you sketchy?” Dean laughed.
John rolled his eyes and went to go lock up. “Seger’ll keep a watch out for your baby. Mind if we ride with you Dean, I assume you want to stay the night.”
Dean nodded leading Y/N out toward a “67 Chevy Impala?” His eye brows quirked up in admiration.
“You have your baby, I have mine.”
The cozy feeling from earlier was slowly fading. Fear took control again as she realized she was going to be left alone in a car with not one, but two alphas. Y/N fell silent, and remained silent until they arrived at a charming farmhouse with the front lights on.
They were met at the door by a gentle looking blonde who reached out and pulled Y/N into the house. “How do you take your coffee?” The house smelled…homey. Mrs. Winchester, at least that’s who Y/N assumed she was, had a faint scent of sugar and caused Y/N to relax ever so slightly. An omega was a comfort.
“I’m fine, thank you though Mrs. Winchester.” Y/N didn’t keep much from her parents, but she kept her manners.
Mary shook her head, giving Y/N a pat on the arm, “nonsense. You’re still damp from the rain, go on into the living room and I’ll bring you something to eat.” Her smile was so achingly maternal Y/N had to fight the fondness. She was going to be in for a long night.