In many ways, Hidden Figures, was a perfect movie to start this project with. This film tells an incredible story of three inspiring women (each in their own ways) who work at NASA in the 1960′s, during a heated time in American history and the Space Program itself. The audible gasps of the crowd during the movie - and the discussions I heard after leaving the theatre - made it clear to me that the message of this story came across beautifully and its themes may resonate now more than ever. Highly recommended!
Added bonus: the movie started late so we didn’t have to watch any previews!
- This is a part of my MotionPictures project, a series where I see a movie every week in 2017 and create a GIF based on it.
Kai Parker x Reader
word count : 3 252 warning : smut summary : Kai and Reader are best friends. After the transition Kai finds himself wanting to bite her , feed on her and … (lets just say the deleted scene got to me in a way and this story is the result.) * gif by wood-x-chris
keep reading after the cut 😈
It wasnt the first time Kai had shown up at Y/N’s place at midnight hours. It was their thing , or one of them at least. None of them knew that this night was going to change everything between them. Ever since Kai had turned into a vampire it became clear he had a thing for the real thing - no blood bags but feeding directly from someone. He liked how the warm blood dripped down his throat. Problem was Kai wanted one person’s specific blood - his best friends’ Y/N’s. Only her blood was able to wake up every fiber in his body. The young heretic didn’t know why that was and at first he had been worried to ask her , afraid she might push him away and he’d lose their friendship. After one accident with Damon , when the vampire tried to kill him again , Kai had shown up at Y/N’s place and she had been the one to offer to open up a vein for him. Later on Kai had told her how he cant stop thinking about her , biting her and being around her and she had agreed to help him , hiding a secret of her own.
It was one of those hot summer nights and Y/N laid in bed with a book in her hands. Reading was her escape from reality and every spare moment she had she took as an opportunity to do just that. Her life wasn’t ordinary , not in the traditional sense of the word anyways. Most of her friends were supernaturals and she was one of the few humans left in the group. Her best friend was a vampire witch hybrid. Though he was more than a friend to her - he was the missing piece in her life she never even knew was missing until he showed up.
Y/N flipped another page of her book when a gust of wind blew through her window and with a muffled thud someone’s feet landed on the floorboards. Her heart skipped at bit when she looked up from her book and saw Kai standing there looking hotter than ever. He was wearing jeans , a white shirt and his favorite dark blue / black jacket.
“Hey.” said Kai grinning motioning towards the window. “Why do you keep your window open so widely at night ? Don’t you know it’s dangerous ? Someone might sneak into your room.”
Y/N laughed , putting her book away moving a little on her bed to make space for him.”It might be , but not with you around.”
“Your friends would say the opposite.” replied Kai , kicking his shoes off climbing onto the bed next to her. “I am a dangerous sociopath , remember ? Even more so now that I am a heretic.”
“The only thing I find dangerous about you is how I could never get enough of your constant talking.” she laughed.
“You don’t find it annoying ?” he asked amused. “Most people would literally put a sock in my mouth to keep me from talking you know. Damon tried once.”
“Not at all. I love the sound of your voice.” she laughed. ”Are you hungry?”
Kai smiled at her , his hands behind his head. “Always am , sweetheart. Being a vampire is so weird. I can hear things from miles away and thats awesome except when I have to listen to your friends bicker. They do that a lot by the way.“
“Yeah , things are a little on edge lately.” she sighed tossing herself onto the pillow next to him. Kai turned to his side , his fingertips touching the skin on her neck feeling her blood flowing , pulsating in her veins.
“How many times do I have to tell you Kai ?” she said smiling moving her hair to the side. “You don’t have to ask.”
“Yeah but its nicer when I do.” he said rolling on top of her , his knee between her legs. Y/N smiled as Kai gripped her wrists holding them on either side of her head , purple black veins flickering under his eyes. The sight of Kai’s vampirism always did things to her - send butterflies to her stomach and shock waves *down there*. He smirked devilishly and sank his teeth into her neck.
The feeling of having a vampire feed on someone’s blood is hard to explain. Its a rush , pleasure and the good kind of pain at the same time. Of all three when Kai was feeding on her , Y/N felt the pleasure most of all. That night as every other night Kai had fed on her she felt the waves vibrate through her body , concentrating mostly on her heat. It was impossible to avoid the feeling. Her crush on him had grown into strong feelings and having him this close and personal did things to her nothing and no one else could.
A low moan escaped her lips as Kai drained an artery , slowly pulling away from her feeling Y/N slide down a little and grind her crotch against his knee. He wiped away his mouth looking at her with a surprise and curiousity in his eyes.
“S-Sorry.” she muttered. “I dont know why I did that…”
Kai was starring at her , only then realising the feeling he always got while feeding on her went both ways. He had thought it was one sided , a side effect of his vampirism or something but maybe he had been wrong. Y/N’s eyes met his , noticing a different kind of glow in them. He smiled nervously , brushing his fingers against her cheek for a moment before his lips touched hers , kissing her gently for a second but long enough to make her head spin even more than before.
Y/N’s heart beat faster than ever and she had trouble remembering how to breath, blink or function for that matter. Kai gazed into her eyes , trying to figure out her reaction. He could hear her heart racing after the kiss but had no idea what that reaction meant. Her heart always raced like that when he was around.
“Kiss me again” she whispered and his lips crashed against hers again ,demanding and hungry for more. He leaned towards her pressing his crotch against hers as their lips felt like they were glued together. Y/N moaned into he kiss feeling Kai’s hand slide between their bodies towards her heat. Kai pushed his way into her panties , rubbing her clit slowly with his fingers. He wanted her , not just her blood but her , all of her. He wanted to kiss every square inch of her body and make her his again and again.
Title: Nerves Can Be a Good Thing Character: Peter Parker
“Hey, just wanted to leave you a message. I tried calling earlier but no one answered so I thought I’d try again. You’re probably just busy or somethin’, I dunno. But uh, give me a call when you get this, I’m a little worried about you….This is Peter by the way.”
Peter ended the call and tossed his phone onto his bed, taking refuge on the ground while he waited for a potential answer from you. It was Saturday night and the two of you almost always did something together. But in all the times he had tried calling you, there was no answer.
He nearly had a heart attack when his phone started ringing, quickly sitting up and snatching his phone.
“Heya, honey.” Aunt May’s voice said over the phone, and Peter could help the frown that settled into his face when he realized it wasn’t you.
“Oh hey, Aunt May.” Peter said, falling back onto the floor.
“Well you sound disappointed, is something the matter?”
“Nah, just expected someone else.”
“Okay, well we can talk about it later if you want. I just wanted to tell you I’m going to be late again, there’s some money on the kitchen table if you want to order some food.”
Peter nodded. “Souds fine, talk to you later.”
Aunt May ended the call and he let the phone drop onto his chest while he sighed deeply. Peter rested his hands behind his head and tried to focus on something else.
After Tony gave him back his spider suit, Peter had been more careful about choosing his battles and spending more of his time being a normal teenager. But, that meant he had a lot of free time to do nothing.
After 45 minutes passed and there still wasn’t word of you, Peter decided to head over to your place and see if everything was alright. It was unlike you to go this long without a simple response to tell him you’d talk later.
Peter checked the time and started to put on his shoes, and in an instant he was out the door.
The lights were on in your house, so Peter guessed that someone had to be home. Even if one of your parents answered, he could at least ask if you were okay.
Peter straightened out his shirt and ran up to ring the doorbell, rocking back and forth on his feet while he waited for an answer.
“Hey Peter, what are you doing all the way out here?” You said, surprised to find your friend standing on your doorstep this late in the evening.
Peter took a minute to take in your appearance. You were wearing a baggy sweatshirt and jeans, but he noticed that you face was all made up like you had just been somewhere.
He could see your eyeliner that was was beginning to smudge at the ends, telling him that you’d been out for some time.
Peter knew the color of your lips, he also knew that you weren’t one to wear lip stuff if it wasn’t for a special occasion.
“Hey…(Y/n),” He said, trying to figure out what you had been doing. “Are you wearing lipstick?”
Your hand when to touch your mouth and you made a face like you had remembered something important. “Oh yeah, it was for a thing.”
You let Peter inside, he explained all of his messages of worry and that he had come over to make sure you were alright.
“Oh yeah, I was just doing a thing and my phone was on silent for most of it, then when I got home it was dead.” You explained to him as he followed you upstairs.
“Speaking of, what exactly is this ‘thing’ you went to?” Peter was now leaning against the doorframe of your bathroom while you began to rub off all your makeup. He found himself slightly laughing when most of it just transfered under your eyes to make you look exhaustingly tired. Then a thought occured to him, it was a Saturday night and you had made yourself look nice for something unannounced. “It wasn’t a date was it?”
Peter attempted to sound like he was teasing you, he even pulled out his boyish smile to convince you that he was totally and completely unaffected by you going out with someone else.
Even if that was the farthest thing from the truth.
“It was actually,” Peter felt his heart drop, still trying to outwardly seem like he was peachy-keen.
“It wasn’t anything too fancy, I just wanted to try and look nice for it you know?” You paused, running a hand towel under the faucet before you started properly washing your face. “He was nice and all, but I don’t think it’s gonna work out.”
That caught his attention, and his brows lifted ever so slightly. “Really? Why’s that?”
You turned off the faucet and shrugged. “I don’t know, I guess he just wasn’t my type.”
“Type? You have a type now?” Peter never heard you once mention the sort of person you preferred to date.
You looked over at him and smiled. “Everyone has a type, Peter,” You said, walking past him to go to your room. “Even you do.”
“Yeah, but like, you’re not gonna go out with him again,” Peter sat down on the edge of your bed and watched you walk around. “Are you?”
“Any reason why it matters?”
“N-No,” He tried to make it nonchalant, but you were already staring him down like you knew something and he sighed. “Because…”
You took a seat on the floor, crossing your legs under you. “You can tell me, I’m not gonna laugh at you or anything.”
Peter laughed nervously and looked down at his hands. “Because, maybe,” He broke off his sentence to clear his throat. “Maybe, I was planning on asking you out or something,” The volume off his voice got quieter towards the end of his sentence. “But like, I totally understand if you don’t want to or anything! It was just me…saying stuff. Unless you do want to! I mean that would be really nice, but don’t worry about it.”
It took you a few moments to understand exactly what he was trying to say to you, but over the years you’d become an expert at decoding ‘Peter Parker Ramble’.
Hello my lovely little beans since i havent done any kind of celebration or event for this blog for what seems like years i have decided i am now going to be doing Blogs of the Month!!! (also how extra am i with this banner ik)
She met someone else. Someone that could give her the apple pie life, the white picket fence and the three kids that I knew deep down she wanted. She could get out of the life. She would be out of harms way. I wouldn’t have to worry if she was in an old abandon building being tortured by Hells up incoming. She would be safe, she would have a place to call home. She had someone else now.
Someone better than me.
I don’t know why I agreed to come along on this stupid double date idea. Lisa was all for it of course. Of course she was. I have no idea why I even told her about it. I wanted to keep Lisa and Y/N as far apart as possible. I liked Lisa, don’t get me wrong. She’s great. She took me in when I was half out of my mind, and gave me a place to live. Even with the amount I drink and the nightmares that terrorize my sleep every night. She has never once asked me to leave. But I feel like I’ve thought about this fantasy life I could have with her over and over again, like it was supposed to be perfect. I liked Lisa, but how I feel about Y/N doesn’t come anywhere near how I feel about her.
Y/N sat across the table from me, her boyfriend Kevin or Kyle, who cares about his name, sat next to her. I shouldn’t feel this way. I should be happy for my friend, because that’s all she was. My friend. She was never going to be anything more. She was never going to be the one I hold when my nightmares were too much. She was never going to be the one beneath me as I made love. She would never be mine.
She was his.
I hated him. I hated that he was sitting next to her, his hand on her inner thigh, staring at her like she was a piece of meat. It wasn’t my place to dictate her happiness. I wasn’t in the right to tell who she could and couldn’t see. But it didn’t stop me from glaring at him, stabbing the guy over and over again in my mind.
I had Lisa. I was supposed to be fine. I was supposed to be happy. But here I was, wishing I would have gone with Y/N instead. At least I could have been there to stop her from dating this douchebag. He may be able to give her the apple pie life, but he sure as hell can’t make her nearly as happy as I know I could have.
If I could go back and do it all over again. I would. Then maybe I would have bucked up enough courage to claim her as mine.
HONESTLY i cant believe this !! less than 3 months ago there was just 100 of you on my first day but suddenly 800 of you have just HOPPED ALONG THE TRAIN ! ! ! and though I haven’t had the pleasure to know all 800, I KNOW I’VE TRIED MY DARNEST TO JOKE AROUND OR INTERACT WITH EVERY LOVELY PERSON I COULD REACH OUT TO ! in such a short time i found myself loving tumblr as just, a second home i can feel comfortable being who i am and just ENJOYING what roleplaying truly is ! its an experience, and one I’m so glad to share it with all of you <3
THERES JUST WAY TOO MANY PEOPLE TO THANK THOUGH, so i’m dividing it between those i just, LOVE WITH ALL OF MY HEART who give me their all each and everyday, even if its a little pun or joke, OR A LINE OR TWO IN A REPLY! and those i just keep on my watch list as fun or cool people i’d love to know better or do much junk with !!
AND A FEW SPECIAL PEOPLE GET THEIR SPECIAL MENTIONS RIGHT AT THE END of c ofc
TRULY — FELLOW OVERWATCH AGENTS : those who i cant EVER imagine leaving without a word ! you really do make the dash a special place and I adore you from the bottom of my heart !! you go beyond followers and are the friends anyone could ever ask for !!
I don’t know. It’s late. I need to edit. I gotta make two more things after this to make up for the lack of edits over the past few days. Also, I may have to talk to some of the roleplay blogs about starters soon. So, there’s a lot happening. And I have to write a multiple page essay tomorrow. Overall, worry has plenty of room to set in.
A/N: This is the FIRST fic I ever wrote. I also took this off of my main blog because I know that many of you may have not seen it because my main blog is not a writing blog (obviously). I polished it up a bit too. So I hope you all enjoy! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I love you all so much! <3
You slumped into your seat at your desk and rested your head in your hands. You couldn’t remember the last time you slept through the night. You could feel yourself starting to nod off as you continued to read through the case file. You had gone through five out of fifty so far, trying to find the suspect.
“[Y/L/N],” Gibbs shouted. You jerked you head up, opening your eyes to see Gibbs leaning over your desk. “Work is a place where you work, not where you sleep.”
“Sorry boss,” you said in a low groggy tone. You rubbed your eyes and yawned. This was your first case that you were assigned to lead. Tony and McGee had told you that it was a test. You felt like all you were going to do was fail.
“Don’t say sorry, it’s a sign of weakness,” he muttered, eyeing you from his desk.
“Right I forgot, rule number six. Got it,” you stated, rolling your eyes.
So I heard it was a special somebody’s birthday today! (ok, I may be a tad late but I tried haha) I hope you had a fantastic day, Jack! I’m so proud of you for all of your hard work and dedication. You’re inspiring! Best wishes to you!!