i wanted a big gif of this part

for todays 1 day 1 shouritsu i tried animating for the first time!!

(ritsu voice) who the hell is thi– oh its suzuki!

its not done yet and theres quite a few parts i want to fix and i want to color it but im just really excited about making characters move ;__;

Six Years

You couldn’t believe what you were seeing from your upstairs window. There it was, all shiny and still in the best shape possible for her age. His beloved impala parked on the curb, the tall, bowlegged man headed towards your door. Your heart was racing. You and Dean Winchester had not parted on good terms. In fact, you stated you never wanted to see him ever again, amongst a string of curse words. You desperately wished that he would have stayed away.

  It took you six years to get over Dean Winchester. Six long years of misery after he stated that he didn’t have the same feelings towards you, that you were just a convenient lay for him when he was staying in town. Dean didn’t break your heart, he shattered it and kicked it into the dirt like it was something replaceable. Now here he was, headed towards your doorstep. 

  You were hyperventilating. You couldn’t handle this, you couldn’t handle seeing his face again. You knew yourself, you would give into him, you would forgive him and let him back into your life knowing he was going to stomp over your heart once more. Girls like you didn’t matter to him. 

  The doorbell rang and your body stayed stagnant. You willed yourself to stay put, to not give into him, to not set yourself up for another six years of heartache. The loud sound of banging filled your ears next. They were consistent and needy almost. Damn it Y/N.

  Before you could even register what you were doing, you were standing in front of the door. You were going to be strong about this. You were going to state your ground, you were going to be stern. You were going to be the badass Y/N that you deep down craved to be. 

  You unlocked the door, swinging it open. Dean was standing there, both hands on the doorway. He looked up at you, the tip of his tongue peaking out past his lips. He looked much older than when you had last seen him. He was darker; rougher. 

  “Hi Y/N,” he said casually. You were half ready to slam the door in his face, and maybe that’s what you should have done.

  “What do you want, Dean?” you asked coldly, your arms crossing over your body in defence.

  “I miss you,” he breathed out, almost inaudibly. You were tempted to roll your eyes. 

  “Congratulations?” you chuckled. 

  “Guess I deserved that one,” he stated. “I know we left things on a very bad note, but I did what I had to. I had to leave and I had to be sure that you would’t follow, that you wouldn’t call, that you wouldn’t search high and dry trying to find me. But believe me when I say that walking away from you was the hardest thing I’ve had to do,” he paused, taking a deep breath, composing himself. He stood up straight, shoving his hands in his front pockets. “I lied when I told you that I didn’t love you. Fuck, you were the best part of my life and that time we did spend together was damn near perfect. I know I screwed up, big time! But I wanted to let you know that I still love you, god I love you more than I’ll ever be able to tell you. I know I don’t deserve a second chance, but I can’t live with myself without knowing I at least tried to win you back.”

  “I want to know everything,” you demanded. You were proud of yourself. Your voice was loud and stern, it never wavered or sounded weak. You weren’t going to go easy on him. Not after what he put you through. “No more secrets, no more lies. I want to know it all, Dean.”

  “I will tell you everything,” he smiled weakly.

  “Come in,” you said calmly. “And put your tongue away. You’re not going to win me back by trying to be cute.”

  “Oh sweetheart, we both know you think I’m adorable.”

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Dolly wrote “I Will Always Love You” in 1973 and big old bad Elvis loved the song so much (duh) he wanted to record a version of it. BUT part of that agreement included Dolly having to sign over her publishing rights on the song which she refused to do, so he never recorded it and she was told by many this was a very poor business decision. Well the song went on the make millions for her over the decades through royalties and when Whitney Houston wanted to cover it for The Bodyguard, Dolly gladly gifted the song over to her, because she knew Whitney would do it justice. It’s the only song in country music that has hit #1 two times by the same artist (1974, 1982) and then covered by a pop singer to hit #1 again twenty years later.

I really think Dolly is exemplary in trusting her gut and creative senses, which is something all artists can admire and hope to be as steadfast in doing. She rose to the top of an industry that was not friendly towards women, and was unapologetically the best version of herself. The song, though billed as a romantic love song, is actually about her decision to leave her performing and business partner, Porter Wagoner and pursue her own career. So the greatest love song of all time is actually about a woman deciding to chase her own dreams. It’s a love song to herself. Okay thank you goodnight, long live the Queen of Country Music!

Imagine going over Sebastian’s head.

A/N: Here’s Part 5; I think I see an end coming. 😋 You can read the previous parts here: (Just Friends: Part 1/Part 2/Part 3/Part 4)

For the rest of the week, Sebastian drove you to work like he said he would. You assured him that you’d “much rather take a cab than sit in your stupid car.” But of course, he didn’t care what you wanted. He was “your big brother” and you were to “do as you’re told.” It went without saying that you didn’t eat breakfast with him on Wednesday morning, or any other mornings. You boycotted everything he made or brought you, using your deadpan stare to let him know this wasn’t something he could fix with delicious scrambled eggs and freshly baked blueberry bagels. He didn’t even need that look to tell him, he knew before he decided that you were going to be upset with him. He thought Chris would be too, but Chris actually thanked him because Chris didn’t think he could be around you either. That night at your apartment was an eye opener, if Sebastian hadn’t called- things between the two of you would’ve gotten very complicated, very quickly.

Deep down, you were grateful towards Sebastian too. Your head knew he was looking out for you and your career, but it didn’t stop your heart from being pissed. From the way Chris was acting around you now, you knew Sebastian had said more to him than “I’m going to drive my sister to work from now on.” Being just friends with Chris was horrible, now you weren’t even that- you were just co-workers. He kept conversations between the two of you strictly professional, calling himself out before he made any of his usual jokes and flirty suggestions. You didn’t even get to have Starbucks with him anymore, let alone lunch or dinner. Your entire week slowed to a stop without Chris to speed things up, without your one hour and forty minute car rides with him. The two of you would always have the most interesting conversations, the funniest jokes, and the best time belting out to songs on your iPhone. Sebastian tried to offer the same entertainment with his conversational topics, corny jokes, and carpool karaoke, but you just stared at him until he sighed and focused on driving.

You knew the car rides with Sebastian wouldn’t last too long as he didn’t permanently live in Los Angeles. You did, even though New York was your hometown and you still had your apartment there. As much as you loved New York, you didn’t see yourself moving back; Los Angeles had found a place in your heart, and eventually that place would be passed onto Boston. You tried to tell Sebastian that, hoping he’d get your metaphor. Yes, he was right about not dating Chris while you were still working with him. But you were afraid that even after the movie, he wouldn’t be ready to see you with Chris; a man who was going to take over his role of taking care of you.

Sebastian had always been the one constant male in your life. You didn’t know your dad, and your stepfather- as much as he loved you- had his own children to look after. But with Sebastian, you were always his priority. He was always there for you, putting your needs and wants above his. He watched out for you even when you didn’t ask him too, even following you to a party or two to make sure you didn’t get into trouble. You remembered how angry you were at him the first time; you saw him across the room and you couldn’t believe his lack of trust. Before you could tell him to leave- a drunk asshole tried to force himself on you and your brother stepped in to save you. From that moment on, having Sebastian at a party you went to was quid pro quo. If he couldn’t come, you’d rather not go because without your guardian angel around- you didn’t want to go anywhere where drinking was involved.

But then Chris came along and you started to go parties with him and not Sebastian. Now that you thought about it, Sebastian looked pretty hurt when he came to your apartment one morning and found out you’d gone to a party with Chris. He could feel Chris replacing him as the constant male in your life, and while he was happy that you’d found a good guy to befriend and crush on- he was still a big brother not ready to let his baby sister go. When you thought about it that way, you couldn’t be too mad at him. You were the same the first time he brought a girl home, you were jealous because she was taking his time and attention away from you. But still, you didn’t sabotage the progression of their relationship. You understood Sebastian’s reasons, but that didn’t mean you were okay with it. Career aside, you could still be friends with Chris; friends who carpool, have drinks and meals, and joke around. Which was why you went over Sebastian’s head and asked a higher power for help.

“You’re awfully chipper today,” Sebastian glanced at you with narrowed eyes as he pulled into the driveway of Elliot’s- or as the two of you saw him, Pappy’s mansion. Elliot was your mother’s godfather, basically like a grandfather. He was the only family living in Los Angeles, so the two of you would always have Sunday dinners at his place. “Does this mean we’re back to normal?”

“We will be after dinner,” you responded with a smugness that Sebastian immediately registered.

“What did you do?” His head shot to you when the car stopped. You shrugged, feigning innocence despite the gleam in your eyes. He rolled his eyes, “run to Pappy. Don’t you get sick of having him fight your battles?” He quizzed. “He’s not going to let you date him, he wants to protect your career too.”

“Who said anything about dating him? I just want use to go back to normal. Look-” you huffed. “You did the right thing stopping us that night, I’ll admit that. But every decision you’ve made for us after- the whole stopping Chris from driving me and telling him to just be professional around me, they’re all fucking stupid.” You bit and he sighed. “I get your concern, Seb. We’re concerned about it too, but that doesn’t mean we can’t be friends.”

“I didn’t tell him-”

“No, you just gave him a whole bunch of rules to follow. Rules he’s so afraid of breaking because he thinks he’ll ruin my career that he’d much rather avoid me,” you told Sebastian and he sighed again. “I know we can’t date, I know what people will say if they find out, but I still want to be his friend. I want to be able to carpool with him and have lunch with him and-” You ran a hand through your hair, sighing. “I just miss him, Seb. So no, to answer your previous question, I am not sick of having Pappy fight my battles. You wouldn’t listen to me when I asked you to back off, so maybe you’ll listen to him.”

You got out of the car and slammed the door shut behind you, heading inside while Sebastian mentally prepared himself for the conversation waiting for him behind those oak doors. Elliot was incredibly headstrong and he got his way majority of the time; Sebastian knew he was just walking into defeat, not that he was going to put up much of a fight after hearing you talk about Chris. You were right, he needed to back off. It was your life and you were smarter than that, perhaps not on that particularly night- but you were, and Sebastian needed to trust you.

You found Elliot in his study room having drinks with- “Chris?” You narrowed your eyes at Chris, who was sitting with Elliot having a scotch. “What uh-” Your gaze darted to Elliot and spotted a smile before turning back to Chris. “What are you doing here?”

“Elliot invited me,” Chris told you with a small smile. “And he doesn’t um-” he glanced at Elliot and chuckled softly, “he doesn’t take no for an answer.” You bit back your smile when Elliot winked at you. “Actually, Y/N. Um-” he shared a glance with Elliot that you narrowed your eyes at, “I’ve been meaning to talk to you.” He got to his feet, lowering the glass in his hand onto the glass table in front of him. “Do you think we can go for a walk?”

“Go,” Elliot urged with a nod. “I’ll handle your brother, the two of you go.”

“Thanks, Pappy,” you smiled at him and he nodded. “C'mon,” you chuckled when you glanced over your shoulder and saw Sebastian walking in your direction. “Let’s go before Sebastian blows his fuse.” You held out your hand and felt your heart skip a beat when Chris slipped his into yours. “Have fun, Seb,” you called over your shoulder as the two of you walked off.

“Chris?” Sebastian frowned with confusion. “What the-”

“Sebastian Stan,” Elliot cut Sebastian off, “we need to talk.”

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Part 5B

Hey guys! I promised a tutorial so here’s a little one.

I’m just going to explain overall what I did and not go into anything too detailed. Feel free to throw me a question if something is left too unclear!

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My wings are articulated and they’re not attached to my hands in any ways (Though I’m planning to change that by adding a string connected to my hand because my original way of pulling them up didn’t work, they’re too heavy with the feathers).

Here are some pictures of the base:

The idea of articulated wings is that the whole structure moves when you lift/move one part.

As you can see from the picture there are 3 longer and 2 shorter pieces. They’re made out of plywood but I’ve heard that balsa wood is a better option.

There are a total of 7 (14) joints at the points where the pieces of wood overlap. Each wing is attached to the back with a hinge so that I can fold them behind me (Useful in crowds and when walking through doors).

Then there are the feathers, aka the reason I never want to touch scissors again

I used 7m (23 feet) of white felt. I soaked the whole amount of fabric (in pieces) in a mixture made out of glue and water to harden them. It takes at least one or two days for them to dry completely. I forgot to flip some of them around at least once so they got stuck on the floor, dont do that. Cover your floors! I used some big trash bags I found lying around.

I also glued some sticks to the longest feathers after cutting them out to give them more support and to make them look more feathery–like. I made probably 400–500 feathers. I recommend getting your friends to help cutting them if you don’t want to lose your mind :’D

Getting the feathers attached was a tricky part. You can’t just glue them to the base or they’ll be sticking into odd directions when opening/closing the wings.

They need to move around freely so basically I just sticked a loop of wire to each feather. Then I put another piece of wire through it and secured it into place by twisting the two ends together. After that I glued the thing to the frames.

So beautiful! But hey, they aren’t supposed to show. Hot glue is gonna be your best friend at this point.

The biggest feathers are all attached to one big ”ring” made out of thicker wire. Big mess and the backside of the wings.

The feathers are in 3 layers, each layer overlapping the previous feathers:

The primaries and secondaries (1st layer) are painted from both front- and backside. The 2nd and 3rd layers cover the framework so you’re gonna need a lot of feathers over them. Note that wings don’t look the same from both sides!

I used the same technique for attaching the 2nd layer as for the 1st (wire-thingy) but I glued 3 feathers into each other to save time.

The 3rd layer is just glued to the top because will face the right way even if you do so.

When I had attached the feathers they were just hanging straight down (gotta love gravity). I had to do something to get them to lift up when I open the wings so I sewed them together. There goes a thread in the middle of each feather giving the wings also a maximum opening point (which is pretty big). I made some knots that the thread doesn’t slip away.

You won’t be able to do anything with these if you can’t get them on. I made a harness that you put on like a backbag through a hole in the shirt.

And woop, there it is! A pair of hella big articulated wings.

A picture of them closed

…aaand open.


Some notes!

– This is kind of obvious but making wings like this is expensive and time consuming. I used probably around 100€ for the materials and the hours I’ve spent on this project are also close to a hundred (2 weeks of working from 10AM to 8PM or more, ugh)

– If you decide to do something like this please be careful not to strain yourself too much! I was crouching on the floor for many days in a row and my back and knees hurt like hell in the evenings. Also my right hand still hurts from bending all the wire although it’s been a week already.

– You’re gonna need space. No, not a small corner with a little table, I mean a huge amount of space. For the most of the time you need to work with the wings open (on a floor unless you have an enormous table), and mine are twice the size of me! tho I’m a 16–year–old short girl The wingspan is around 4+ meters, so, yeah. Of course you could always make smaller ones which I really do recommend.

– Surprise, this is also really messy! Especially the feathers make a big mess and you’re gonna get little pieces of felt stuck everywhere.

– This requires some sort of knowledge of using different tools. And skill. Feel free to challenge yourself but this isn’t the easiest sort of thing to do. It was hard even for me although I’ve made a pair of (still) wings before.

– These were surprisingly easy to wear around the convention even though the place was small. They are pretty heavy but not too much to not be able to wear them for 2 days straight.

– I bet that there are a lot better ways to do some parts and I’m fixing them & updating this tutorial when I can figure out better alternatives. (Also if you can think of something before me, send me a message!)

I hope that this was at least somewhat useful although it’s not really detailed. If you do make something inspired by this I’d love to see the results. Also it would be great to put a link to this so that other people can also get help making a pair uvu

Edit: Check out also my “davesprite cosplay” tag at my blog for more information!

hey! surprise! i’m leaving on june 17th for about two and a half months, with limited access to wifi, so i’m about to go on semi-hiatus. before i left i wanted to make a mutuals appreciation post, because tumblr has been a big part of this past year, and i love my mutuals a LOT!!

some of you guys will have little ☼ symbols next to your urls. this links to a little post with a message from me, because i have a lot of love in my heart. hope they come off friendly and cool and not overzealous and annoying. i love and will miss you guys, although i’ll probably be around for the next week ♡ hope everyone has a great summer!! 


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“What can I call you?” - Kim Jongdae


Your voice echoed through the line. No sounds came out of the other line. It wasn’t a big deal, you had plenty of people hang up on you on this line. That was part of the job, being a sex operator and all. It was your job to turn on the customers and go along with every single little thing they wanted you to do. But there were customers that would call, and back out last minute. I guess it was kind of embarrassing to talk dirty through the phone.

You flipped over on your bed, looking at the time you had waited for a sound from the guy on the other line. 2 minutes. You had lost another customer, but at least you would get paid for the two minutes of static silence.

Just as you were about to hit the disconnect button, a soft voice came through the line. If you had had music on like usual you would have completely missed what he had said.

“Hello? Are you there?”

You settled yourself into the sheets around you. Now the breathing on the other side of the line was obvious and you could tell he was actually waiting on the phone. This was the part you hated, hearing the voice and trying to play a game inside of your head in how the mystery man in the other line looked like. But it was something you would never find out. Did it bother you? Yeah. But this was the easiest job you could even think of. And you enjoyed it fully.

“Yes hun. I’m here! I’m y/n! I heard from your voice message that your name is Jongdae. Is that correct?” You asked, trying not to sound too happy or compassionate. For some reason your head spun with the awkwardness that was on the line. Another minute passed before he answered.

“I’m sorry. I’m not alone right now. My roommates are down stairs..But yes, my name is Jongdae. Is there any chance we can make this quick?” You had to stop yourself from laughing at the desperate tone in the voice of the male on the other line. It wasn’t odd to hear but this was a new scenario for you. A male calling while his roommates were only a flight of stairs away. He did know this was a sex line right? That involved talking?

“The quickness depends on you, sweetie.” You said a hint of cockiness in your voice. You could hear his breath come out in a puff on the line and you could only assume that he was smiling. Which made a smile in turn come to your features.

“Then I guess it won’t be too quick.” He replied without hesitation making a chill shoot down your body. This is where your favorite part came in. Where the male on the line was obviously interested in it, but still in the getting there stage. You got to know a few things to help along the process.

Without bringing the phone away from your face, you reached down to play with the sensitive skin on your sides and neck. Trying to get yourself in the mood not only with the words from the male.

“Are you saying you last long, Jongdae? I’m sure girls love that aspect of you. Is there anything you would like me to call you?”

He voice came out silky and much different than what it was just a minute ago. “Call me sir, and please. No more of this getting to know you bullshit. I want to hear you.”

You head raced. Not with hormones or anything of attraction but you couldn’t figure out the guy on the other line. Not many customers got you thinking this much, and honestly since this was so anonymous most nights you found yourself in sweats in a tee aimlessly moaning into a line just to make money. No meaning behind it at all. Sometimes if you were really lazy for the money you would put on a soundtrack of moans and run your vibrator. That’s just how your sex line went.

But Jongdae? Even the sound of his voice coming through the line made your legs clenched shut a little. “Do you want to hear me touch myself sir? Do you want me to moan out your name as I play with my pretty tight pussy?”

A soft moan, followed by the obvious sound of a zipper coming down on the other end of the line. Your heart sped up a bit as you hurried to shimmy out of your pants. “That’s exactly what I want you to do kitten. I want to hear ever little perfect moan that can come from your pretty lips. Let sir hear how he’s turned you on just with his voice.”

For once you followed the commands that came through the line. The thick tone of the male making you want to do much more than just moan in a phone for him. Your fingers easily slipped past the boundaries of your panties, running soft circles into your sensitive nub. Moans fell off your lips at an alarming rate. You found yourself actually enjoying the call for once.

“That’s a good little kitten. Do your fingers feel good? I want you to be louder sweetie. Tell me exactly how you feel right now. Do you wish that those fingers of yours could be replaced by my cock?” Your heart dropped, beads of sweat forming on your hairline at his words. This was a completely different guy you thought you were talking to in the beginning.

This is where the imagination from the beginning comes in. What did this guy look like? How would his hands feel running over your skin? How would his lips feel on your bare skin? Would his hands be rough enough to handle you? Thoughts got the best of you and your pitch got higher. You slipped a few fingers past your entrance, delicately curling them upwards.

“Ah, sir.” You were lucky words could even come out at this point. “I would much rather have my pussy clenching around your cock. I want to pleasure you sir. With my mouth, my hands, with my whole being. Would you like that? Someone that would submit to you completely? Huh sir?” The breathing on the other line got labored and you could tell he had been going at it the whole time you were talking. You didn’t give him the chance to reply before your thoughts got the best of you.

“I’m so wet for you sir. I want to feel your cock pounding into me as I moan out your name.I want to feel your rough hands grabbing onto my hips..” Your moans covered up the rest of your words as you felt the familiar knot in your stomach forming and quickly at that.

His moans were much more prominent than before and you could tell he was getting close. “You have such a filthy mouth kitten. Believe me you would be getting a punishment if I was there for being so dirty. Are you close kitten? I wanna hear those sweet moans as you cum.”

You unconsciously nodded your head as to his words, speeding up your fingers, chasing your release. “Yes, sir. I’m cumming.” Your whole body shook as your orgasm hit you like a tsunami. Flashes of white bursting like fireworks behind your eyelids. You could tell from the sounds I’m the other line that he as well had hit his high and was riding it out the same time as you.

The line gathered silence for a few moments before he spoke again. “What did you say your name was again?” You giggled, wiping some sweat from your skin. “Y/n? If we ever see each other, let’s act like this didn’t happen.” You chuckle. You had never met a client outside of the line and you hoped you never did. With that you were both saying your goodbyes and hanging up.

But for the next few days his voice rattled in your head from time to time. It never really disappeared. Which was odd, and less pleasing than you thought it would be.

A few weeks later you sat a couple rows back in your first lecture of the new semester. Familiar faces surrounded you but some were completely new to you. But you could tell from how many were not new that this class was going to be a good one for the semester.
A unfamiliar good looking face stared you down from an above row and you found your self curious so you stood to go introduce yourself. As he saw you approaching him he stood to greet you, bowing slightly. You stopped him and smiled. “I’m y/n! Nice to meet you! What can I call you?”
Just by the look on his face you knew something was wrong. His eyes widened and you noticed him smirking slightly. What was up with him. One word came out of his mouth and you found yourself in the same state of shock.



(requested by anon)

Kai Parker x Reader
word count
: 4 212
warning : contains smut
summary : Reader is in love with Kai but he ignores it because the feelings he has scare him and is not sure if it’s love.
*gif by lightwoodxalec

“You know she likes you right ?” Damon said motioning to Y/N who kept glancing in their direction. “It was her idea to invite you…”
“It was ?” Kai asked surprised , following Damon’s gaze , his breath catching in his throat. Y/N had left them a few minutes ago , going to say HI to her friends , but it didn’t look like she was paying much attention to them. Some guy tried to put his hands on her waist but she swatted them away , yet it was the feeling Kai felt seeing someone touching her. He balled his fist barely able no hold himself in the same spot.
Damon’s eyes darted between Kai and Y/N , seeing Kai clench his jaw nearly leaping out of his seat towards her.
“Huh .. “Damon said to himself , the sound making Kai turn towards him.
“You like her too.” Damon said gulping his glass at once. Kai shook his head in denial. “Oh don’t act like you don’t. Anyone can see the longing in your eyes , you like her.”
Kai got up quickly. “No , I don’t. There is no longing or whatever … those are emotions and I don’t feel emotions. I’m a sociopath , remember ? ” he said turning towards the door feeling someone’s grasp on his hand. He turned around only to meet Y/N standing closer to him than he had expected.
“Where are you going ? The party is just starting… ” she said. “Whatever Damon said , ignore him. I do. Don’t let him ruin the fun. Come on , dance with me.” she batted her eyelashes at him. “Please ?” she asked again , her hand still holding a grip on his.
Kai shook his head.  “I don’t dance.” he said , pushing her hand off his , a look of hurt crossing her eyes. He regretted his movement the second it happened.
“I find that hard to believe.” she said over the music. “Please , just one dance ?.” Y/N smiled at him.
She looked so beautiful , and he wanted to stay but that fuzzy warm feeling inside his stomach was scaring him. Damon was right. He liked her , he wanted to get to know her more , talk to her and be her friend … maybe more than her friend.
“You wont give up until I say yes, will you?” he asked trying to suppress a smile. Y/N wasn’t one to give up , it was one of the things he liked about her along with her ability to see the best in people , even in him.
“Does that mean you will dance with me ?” she asked hopefully.
Kai didnt know what to do or say and before he knew it , she was pulling him towards the crowd of dancing millennials in the Salvatore living room. They pushed their way through Y/N never letting go of his hand. She looked so carefree and happy , her smile making him smile and then there was that warm fuzzy feeling again pulling him towards her , to be with her , wrap his hands around her while his fingers  … Kai shook his head , pushing the thoughts away.Y/N liked spending time with Kai and as much as she denied it when her friends confronted her about it - she had feelings for him. Every time she saw him her heart starts to race faster , a dozen or more butterflies start to flap their wings in her stomach. His blue / gray eyes were driving her crazy and every time he was around all she wanted was to hug him , kiss him and be with him. She couldn’t get enough of him and wanted to tell him how she feels more than anything , but it was never the right time. Except maybe tonight it was. All of the sudden she changed her mind and pulled him up the stairs sitting at them almost at the top where the noise of the party wasn’t so loud.
“I thought you wanted to dance ?” he asked curious , part of him suspecting what she’d say the other not knowing what he’ll do if he is right.He could see the hesitation in her eyes.
“I um … not really. I mean I did but … .” she said gazing into his eyes pushing that feeling back to the surface. “I just … wanted to spend time with you thats all.”
“Alone ? With the big bad heretic that everyone is so scared of?” he asked suddenly serious. “Aren’t you afraid I’d do something terrible ? Like I don’t know , use a spell and make your clothes disappear ?”
Y/N stared at him for a second with those big brown eyes as if daring him to do exactly that , then she started laughing.
“I’m not afraid of you Kai.” she said moving a little closer to him. Without realising it he had moved closer to her too.
“Maybe you should be…” he said his vampirism showing.
Y/N closed her eyes for a moment and Kai used it to cloak himself and disappear. She opened her eyes , looking around confused searching for him. “Kai ?”
Kai reached his hand , his fingertips almost touching her cheeks…
No. he willed himself , whooshing away from her and disappearing into the night.
Y/N could swear they had almost kissed , her heart fluttered at the thought and butterflies flapped their wings in her stomach. She got up quickly , running down the stairs hoping somehow defying the odds , she’d catch up with him.

Kai spent the next few days avoiding her. The thing was he liked her , he really liked her but the feelings he got around her were new to him and he didn’t know what all of them meant.
Y/N wondered why Kai would just start avoiding her. She had seen him at the Grill but then he’d just be gone a blink of an eye later , he wasn’t returning her texts or answering his calls. She tried asking Damon since Kai had spent time with him at the party , making sure he doesn’t murder anyone.
“Kai is Kai , who knows why he does half the things he does.” Damon said. “He’ll be back ,you can be sure of it. There is no way to get rid of him now…”
Y/N looked at him confused.
“What do you mean ? Do you know something I don’t ?” she asked hopefully.It couldn’t be just her feeling that magnetic pull. What if Kai felt it too ?
“Nothing …he is a heretic now. That’s all.” said Damon. “Why are you so interested all of the sudden ? I thought you said you no longer had feelings for him..”
“Just making conversation… plus won’t you agree it’s better to know where he is ? …in case he is planning something?” she tried to deflect.
Damon glanced at her , studying her face carefully. “Yeah …you are not fooling anyone Y/N.” he said , his phone ringing at the exact moment. “Oh hey Stef ….”
“Wait , Damon .. You didn’t tell him did you ?” she called out after him , he turned around shaking his head.
“No … of course not. Why would I tell Kai you have a crush on him ?” he said walking out of the room leaving her feeling more confused than ever.
If Damon wasn’t going to help her then she’d go to Kai directly. She walked outside the dark clouds finally starting to clear up from the sky and got in her car , deciding to try one last time to call him before showing unannounced at his place.
“Hello ?” Kai’s voice sounded in the car. God how I missed the sound of his voice. she thought.
“Where have you been ?” she asked. “I started to get worried ….”
“Nothing happened , I’ve just been busy.” he said casually.
“Too busy to pick up your phone ?… Were you avoiding me ?” she asked laughing nervously fearing the answer.
“No. Why would I be avoiding you and why were you worried for me ? I’m a heretic now … “ he trailed off.
“Because you are my friend. Friends worry about each other.” she said.
“We are not friends Y/N.” he said.“I mean , its better for you if we are not. I’m not a good person .. “
Y/N felt a crack in her heart at his words.
“I dont think you get to decide if we are friends or not by yourself Malachai.” she said , raising her voice. “Are you home ? I’m on my way there …”
Y/N took another turn down the road. The asphalt was slick from the rain and the wet leafs on the road didn’t help much.
“Yes , I am home and no , don’t come here. I dont want you here.” he said his tone serious.
“I just wanna talk , that’s all.” she said still heading for his place.
“What ? Like you wanted to talk the other night ? No , thanks…”
“Malachai Parker ! How are you not understanding whats happening here ?!” she raised her voice. “I know Damon told you … I …”
“Dont say it Y/N , I cant be with you in that way. I am bad for you , thats why - ”
“Stop talking for a second and listen to me , Kai. I love you. I have loved you since I first saw you ..” she said refusing to believe anything he was saying to her. He wasn’t bad for her , she knew he wasn’t.
“No , don’t. Y/N … I …. am with someone else and I cant afford having you and your pointless little crush or whatever it is hanging over my head.”
Y/N ‘s heart broke and she felt tears rolling down her cheeks. She tried to blink them back with no luck.
“Please Kai … let me at least say what I want to say.”  she sniffled.
Kai closed his eyes , his hand trembling knowing he is hurting her , telling her lies. The image of Y/N crying popped into his head - he had seen tears in her eyes at the wedding watching her friends fail to save Jo’s life and the twins. Why was he feeling like this ? Like his heart was breaking … he couldn’t love her , she deserved better than him. Kai felt his eyes water , he hated that feeling.
“No , Y/N. Its better this way …” he said , a scream coming from the other end of the phone followed by the sounds of glass shattering and metal screeching. “Y/N ? Y/N , whats going on ?” 

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Gale rubbed Becca’s back sleepily. She’d cried herself to a fitful sleep for the next several hours.

His phone buzzed on the nightstand and he answered before the screaming started again.

“Hello?” Gale tried to keep his voice as soft as possible, but Becca still stirred.

“Hi.” Madge said. “Are you okay? You haven’t answered any of my texts.”

Gale looked down at the sleeping form of his daughter and slowly got out of the bed to walk down the hall to sit on the stairs. “Katniss left.” He was surprised at how thick his voice was. “Sam went with her and Becca decided to stay. But it’s been a rough evening.”

“What happens next?” Madge asked.

Gale rubbed his face and sighed. “Tonight I’d just really like to sleep.” A sob escaped him. “Are they going to hate me, Madge? Will my daughters think I’m a horrible person when they get older and start asking questions and find out how I lied?”

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Pure Jealousy- Pietro Maximoff Imagine

Tony Stark had been your best friend for years. Oddly enough, even though the man was quite a bit older that you, the two of you had formed a quite special relationship. Tony loved Pepper, and you loved Pietro, but often when you would accompany Tony to different parties and events, the press would take a snapshot of Tony with his arm around you or the two of you laughing together and spread it as an affair. The star crossed lovers within the Avengers Initiative. Tony and yourself would look back and laugh at the presses stories of ‘secret’ vacations. Pepper knew all about the situation, the two of you were actually rather close and spent considerable amounts of time together. Pietro however, was not as understanding as the mishaps and lies people would feed viewers to get more reviews and revenue, profit. He would often disregard the papers or change the channel when the gossip would take over the screens and papers, but seeing the two of you in person was worse. Tony and yourself seemed to gravitate towards each other, every time you felt uncomfortable in the large crowd, Tony would come to your rescue. Every time Tony got a bit too comfortable at the bar, or caught the eye of some young gold digger when he was too wasted to think straight, you would come in and help him sober up, saving him from the people who would take advantage of him in his slightly vulnerable state. Pietro would watch from his normal place beside his sister, his eyes burning with jealousy as he watched Tony calm you down or make you laugh.

“If you glare any harder, Tony might notice and you wouldn’t want Y/N to ding out about your hate for her best friend,” Wanda teased, poking Pietro in hopes of distracting him from the scene occurring across the room. Currently Tony was taking your hand, sarcastically asking for a dance. You did a over dramatic curtsy before allowing him to guide you onto the dance floor.

“I don’t like how he’s touching her,” Pietro growled, keeping his voice low as he watch Tony grasp your hand as well as your waist, pulling you close against him. Pietro watched as you leaned over, resting your elbow on Tony’s shoulder, whispering something into his ear that made the man throw his head back laughing.

  “Calm down Pietro,” Wanda warned as she noticed Pietro beginning to shake. “You know she means nothing by it Pietro. She loves you, more than anything,” she attempted to cool off her twin. She placed her hand on his shoulder, only to be shaken off by his vibrations. Wanda acted quickly, not wanting to cause too much of a scene as she dragged her twin out of the large room. Entering the hallway into the venue she scanned the area for a spot she could leave him to get Y/N, deciding the broom closet would work. She opened the door and shoved in her twin, who was shaking violently, eyes gone dark in a fit of rage. “Stay here, I’ll get Y/N,” Wanda said before closing the door and rushing back to the room.

You had noticed your boyfriend’s disappearance just after Wanda dragged him out of the room. Excusing yourself from Tony, who just grabbed Pepper and continued dancing, you walked towards the door, just in time to run into Pietro’s twin, Wanda.

“Oh thank goodness, it would have been bad if I had to track you down. So Pietro is kind of having a breakdown slash fit of violent range in the broom closet right outside if you don’t mind addressing that problem. Good luck,” Wanda said, the words almost coming out all scrambled together before she turned on her heel and headed towards the bar along the side wall of the room. You shot her an odd look, wondering how on Earth those two twins were ever thought of as normal before exiting the banquet hall.

“Why in the world would he be in a broom closet?” You mumbled to yourself as you walked down the hallway. You had almost passed the closet before a hand shot out quicker that light, opened the door, pulled you inside the closet, and closed the door again.

“Good Lord! Give a girl some warning next time would ya?!” you exclaimed as you came face to face with your very very attractive boyfriend. He looked pissed off, dark eyes narrowed, barley containing the shaking of his body and in that suit, damn. It’s like he wanted to sexually frustrate you to the point that you would jump him.

“What the fuck was that?” he growled, his voice deep as he spoke through gritted teeth. You could tell he was holding back from yelling at you in his native tongue, after You had gotten onto him about it enough, the both of you saved that purely for the bedroom.

“What? Me dancing with Tony? Babe we do that at like every party we go to. It’s no big deal, you know we are just friends,” You tried to explain, only resulting in Pietro’s hands roughly grabbing your waist and pushing you against the door of the closet, letting go of you for a second to lock the door, the distinct click of the lock assured you that he would not be taking lightly any actions that had occurred tonight.

“Hold on tight printessa. I’m gonna make you forget that bastard’s name.“

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Hello my wonderful fellow barduilings!

So I have an idea and I kind of want to gauge interest and the tag has been quite actively the last couple of days so I decided now was the time.

I want to organise a Barduil Round Robin.

A round robin is when we each write a chapter and then pass it on to the next writer. So, I would decide (or indeed consult with any participants) on a theme and we would work out a writer order and just go for it!

It would be very chill because I do not approve of stressful things, you would have plenty of time to do your bit I would make absolutely sure of it, and if you don’t manage it, or your life goes cray for a while that’s okay, you just pass it onto the next person and it can come back to you at a better time.

The end result though guys.

Have you thought about the end result?

Because the way I see it, if enough people get involved, then what we’re going to end up with it this:

A barduil fic written by the barduil fandom.

And idk about you guys but that idea just tickles me.

Do not worry if you’re not confident in your writing or as experienced as others or indeed have never written barduil before, after all, what better environment than being surrounded by other writers on a collaborative project to hone your writing?

After all, we’re the barduil fandom, we support each other ;)

But you don’t just need to be a writer to get involved!

If you’re a beta, great! You can help make the whole fic sound uniform with your mad beta-ing skills! If you’re an artist, sweet! You are more than welcome to ask to see the fic so far and art-ify a scene! 

In fact whatever you do if you wanna get involved just let me know and I will find a way.

So right now I’m just trying to work out whether or not any of you are actually interested in this idea, so if you are, let me know, you’re not tying yourself down for anything right now, just trying to see if this is a viable idea ^.^

Please reblog and spread the word and make sure to let me know if you are interested! I’m unfortunately not psychic and don’t know unless you actively come and tell me you want in, or even if you just have questions, fire them at me :D

Hopefully I will hear from you soon <3