warnings: SMUT, swearing, dirty talk, NSFW GIFS. porn without a plot, basically.
prompt: going into heat while living in the loft with derek being the only available alpha.
the cold loft was deserted as you laid in the middle of your bed, beads of sweat ran down your sore skin and your breathing was coming out harder than usual. you’d turned down the AC as soon as you’d woken up, the icy air doing very little to calm your raging hot skin. you had lived with derek and issac in the loft for 6 months after being turned by scott and having no where else to go; at first you thought of yourself as an inconvenience yet derek and issac constantly reassured you that you weren’t. al though they had said it many times, you still didn’t bother them with any of your problems and tried to keep to yourself in your room.
Dean is allowed to be angry when Sam abandons or betrays him.
Dean is allowed to keep his feelings to himself.
Dean is allowed to have feelings regardless of whether they are what Sam thinks they should be.
Dean is allowed to call out even a loved one for hurting him or betraying him, especially if they keep doing it.
Dean is allowed to be afraid or nervous that they will do it again.
Humans are allowed to do all of these things, and as a person, so is Dean. None of these make Dean controlling, abusive, or cruel. Framing it as such what an abuser does to keep their victim in line. It’s a method certain people use to manipulate someone else into silence or compliance. Dean falls for it because of years and years of formative, psychological abuse, but that doesn’t make it even remotely true or right or even acceptable.
Sometimes, I’ll just be going about my day and it’s just an average Tuesday and then sometimes – this feeling hits me out of nowhere.
This super heavy feeling in my chest that makes me feel like I can’t breathe sometimes.
And sometimes, when that feeling hits me, it feels like you’re with me and I can breathe again.
And in that moment, I will laugh because I remember something funny you did or how easily and unconditionally you made me feel love – especially today, in a world that doesn’t seem to love easily. A world that doesn’t seem to love at all.
And somehow, even if just in that moment, it seems like I’ll be okay again.
Maybe not today.
Someday I’ll be okay again.
The world around us may have changed, but we haven’t.
And then sometimes, I remember you’re gone… but then, I’ll remember your smile.
SO. Our little Canoe of Teal Happiness has garnered a lot of attention recently, and a Canoe of Darkness has been established. There’s discourse in the tags. That sucks. Whatever.
ANYWAY. As far as I know nobody’s received the patented Voltron Fandom Death Threats over Plance yet but… I can’t help but think they’re gonna start at some point, especially if we keep growing like this.
May I suggest a game that will help transform your Death Threat experience from an ‘Oh no!’ to and ‘Oh yes!’ ?
BUT HOW?!? You ask? Simple.
All death threats must be responded to with nothing but a picture of the Plance Child.
YES. THIS ONE. THE OFFICIAL CANON PLANCE CHILD.
(Relatives like this are also acceptable)
I propose that the entire Plance fandom responds to Death Threats in the same, unified manner, because fuck it it will be fun as hell.
Aim: To turn a negative experience into communal squealing over pictures of cows.
How to Play
1. Receive a Death Threat or other awful anon about Plance
2. Find the cutest, most insane or most creative picture of a cow you possibly can to respond with
3. Reblog others’ responses to rate their picture of choice.
3. Compete with each other for the best plance child responses!
Based on this quote. Ignores the Ragnarok post-credits scene.
They were aiming for Norway. They didn’t hit Norway.
Or at least, that’s what Thor cheerfully tells him when Hulk finally cedes control back to Bruce. Apparently it’s only be three days this time, and Hulk was mostly content to spar with Valkyrie when he got bored. Then their ship had started to hurtle towards Earth, and then they’d crashed, and Hulk claimed boredom before shrinking back down to Bruce.
“If we didn’t get to Norway,” and Bruce doesn’t even know why they’d wanted to go to Norway in the first place, “then where are we?”