kite-making

-Kinetic Abilities Prompt List A Edition

Acidikinesis - Control Sloth

  • I have a personal vendetta against someone wildly more successful than me so I’m trying to make them lazy.
  • You don’t know how to relax so I’m literally filling you with laziness but you just won’t stop.
  • I work at an animal shelter and I sometimes make the animals fit what people are looking for by removing or adding laziness. You haven’t lived until you saw a cat with 0% laziness.

Aciukinesis - Control Sharpness

  • Did you know that most man made spheres are still more jagged than the earth itself? You haven’t experienced softness until you felt a perfectly smooth ball. There’s also not a lot of traction so please cup it in your hands.
  • I’m one of the only chefs here that doesn’t have some sort of hot or cold ability. But me being very clumsy, the ability to make all my knives dull saves my fingers a lot.
  • I keep making all the knives in the kitchen blunt so I can watch my parent-in-law get frustrated and lose their dominance over me.

Aerokinesis - Control Air

  • I can control the air but that doesn’t do a lot so I just got a few wind turbines for my property, so I get power for free. It’s a small win, but I like it. 
  • Sometimes I go to the beach and set up a kite rental booth while making it windy. It doesn’t make much but it helps with rent.
  • No one thinks that controlling air is that cool of a super power until I take it out of their lungs.

Aestatekinesis - Control Summer

  • I hate sweating so I made this summer really mild but it’s affecting my town’s farming economy.
  • I forgot that Alaska’s still supposed to be pretty cold in the summer and I may have made the ice caps melt a little more.

Aggressiokinesis - Control Anger

  • I work in tandem with a crisis clinic and so far, there isn’t a patient I can’t calm down.
  • My anti-aggression dog classes are the best in the business. I even stop by pet shelters.
  • I just love watching these people tear each other limb from limb with blind rage. I’m gonna be sad to see you go though.

Aidoskinesis - Control Humidity

  • One of the only things good about my powers is that I can make my boss’ office so humid they have horrible hair and sweat stains for their meeting with corporate. 
  • My greenhouse is always at the perfect humidity even in the dead of winter.
  • I’m gulty of making someone so humid they’ve taken off their shirt before. It’s a blessing.

Alcokinesis - Control Alcohol

  • You always get too out of hand with your drinking so I just take the alcohol content out of your drinks.
  • My coworker bugs the hell out of me and they’re going in for a company-wide drug test today. I made their breakfast have a healthy amount of alcohol.
  • It’s very fun to see someone pantamime being drunk when they think they are when in actuality I’ve taken all the alcohol out of their drink.

Amokinesis - Control Love and Desire

  • Shit are you actually in love with me or did I manipulate you into liking me?
  • As a joke I was going to make my classmate fall in love with whoever came in next but you did and now I’m very jealous.
  • I make people forget about me when we break up so it’s easy on them but I can’t get rid of my own love for them, even when there’s no chance of getting back together ever now. 

Anthracokinesis - Control Coal

  • I like being alone so I move to Centralia and just turn off the surrounding coals when I’m walking over them. It’s very quiet but very smoky. I need to leave town to buy a gas mask.
  • I bought a bit of land and made a little mine before buying a truckload of coal and just stiking it in the walls. Then, I compressed it all into diamonds.
  • So my parents gave me a little tough love as a child and gave me a piece of coal one christmas. I’ll admit, I was a naughty child. But that piece of coal made me learn of my powers. It’s the only piece I’ll never manipulate anymore.

Antikinesis - Control Antimatter

  • No you can’t come to my antimatter dimension. It’s very private.
  • I think we had a good run, I’m just gonna get a black hole in here real quick.
  • I always wanted to visit Chernobl, good thing I can just sort of turn off the gamma radation and go for a walk. 

Argentokinesis - Control Silver

  • Whoops I’m in werewolf country better make all my clothes and stuff have silver mesh.
  • “Yes this is genuine gold” I say to someone when I took the silver content out of a ring.
  • So I don’t have the best impulse control. I made my rude neighbor’s prized dog into a silver statue and now it’s like… eighty sets of flatwear.

Arthrokinesis - Control Joints

  • I may be a very inactive person, but damned if my joints ever pop. I’m doing sprints anytime I feel like it.
  • I got too excited testing how much I could let my joints move and may have dislocated by shoulder. 
  • Yes, I tried to suck my own dick. Yes, I should have realized that there is actually bone stopping me from bending my spine like that. Don’t laugh at me.

Asterokinesis - Control Cosmic Energy

  • I’ve ascended to be the god of the universe and all I want to do is to stop being in charge and just have some time off for once.
  • I saw how much earth was desperate to meet other beings so I made some closer planets support life. 
  • I’m not just some giant being in space. I’m a regular person. I buy groceries, collect rocks, and I’m desperate for people to never know I made them. 

Astrakinesis - Control Astral Energy

  • I am nearly constantly disassociating. The good news is that I have like thirty dream selves I can be while the others go on autopilot. 
  • I can see spirits so I just deal with ghosts for a living. Most of the time they’re just confused.
  • I can work as a medium for ghosts to talk through but you roleplaying with your dead datemate is the last straw.

Astronkinesis - Control Remnants of Cosmic Substances

  • I realized that in my lifetime I would never see a mission to a star so I made some much closer to us.
  • I don’t feel like this world’s really going anywhere. I’m just gonna supernova the sun next weekend. 
  • My tarot card readings are always perfect and I sincerely want you to leave the country.

Atmokinesis - Control Weather

  • I am the best weather forecaster the world has ever seen. I work for a small town in rural country though. I think I have five hundred viewers on a daily basis? 
  • I always make sure my neighbor’s/parent’s/friend’s/etc farm gets the best weather.
  • My entrences are always punctuated with lightening and I love it.

Atomkinesis - Control Atoms

  • It’s like 3-D printing, only much better. Check out this awesome watch I made.
  • I hope you like nuclear wastelands, because that’s what you’re getting.
  • Surprise, your house is full of radon gas!it’ll stay that way until you do what I say.

Audiokinesis - Control Sound 

  • Nothing quite like a day of absolute silence when you have an audio processing disorder.
  • Movies are very fun to watch when I can make one character silent and just ad lib the dialogue.
  • The fact that I can chat style silence someone is the best.

Aurokinesis - Control Aura

  • I can see how people act before ever talking to them, that’s why you’re the only one in the room I’m going to talk to. 
  • Where I live, auras are very important. So I can easily hide among them as someone without giving an inkling of malice.
  • I personally hate you so now you get too radiate bad energy until you apologize. 

Aurokinesis - Control Gold

  • I’m allergic to what they use in fake gold but I have no money for good jewelry so I just make it gold after I buy it for cheap. 
  • It’s not quite the Midas touch, but I’ve pulled that prank before. 
  • I make golden jewelry and sculptures by making them out of clay/wood/etc and turning them into gold for huge profits.

Autumnuskinesis - Control Autumn

  • My hometown capitalizes on my love of pumpkins and sweater weather by becoming a destination for those looking to beat the heat but don’t want to own a down jacket. 
  • I can make things rot. So I rotted my neighbor’s garden a week before harvest. 
  • I make autumn immediately follow winter so now the world’s harvesting systems are fucked because I get pollen allergies. 

Avarikinesis - Control Greed

  • I’m trying to make the world fair by taking all the greed out of high-ranking officials but sometimes that was their only driving force and they have no actual job experience. 
  • I made someone comically greedy because being a superhero in a town in which no banks need protecting is boring.
  • I want so desperately to not have to take greed out of anymore people. It’s getting so tiring. I need to go on a vacation. 

Avikinesis - Control Avains

  • Having hawks fly to my aide when my boss was giving me shit in the parking lot was definitely a sweet move.
  • I may live in this cottage alone, but these birds are more than enough company. One of them just told me about someone who ate shit on pavement last week in a city ten miles away. It’s awesome.
  • “Bats fly, right? Why can’t I control bats?” “Please just let me do my work.” ‘What about bugs?” “Please go home.” “Do flying fish count?”

We were supposed to make a kite that was shaped like a bird, but not every little kid likes birds. So like every little kid crafting session it ended up being an exercise in ‘winging it.’

Sonya decides she’s going to make a cat. “A kite that’s a cat? Well, that’s certainly something different!”

“She’s a momma cat. Momma cats can fly.”

I don’t argue. 

So she chooses pink for her flying momma cat. “All momma cats are pink. That’s how you know she’s a momma cat.”

“I thought you could tell because they fly.”

“And they also have purple stripes. And red eyes. And lipgloss.”

“I’m sure you know what you’re talking about.”

She then grabs the blue marker and starts punctuating her paper with blue dots.

“Well, what are those?”

“Momma cats have stars on them. Everyone knows that.”

I have learned the following about momma cats today:

  • They have the ability to fly. 
  • They are pink with purple stripes.
  • They wear lip gloss. 
  • They have red eyes. 
  • They contain a multitude of stars. 

You know… I did not know these things, but Sonya is pretty smart. I mean, she’s five and she seems to know what she’s talking about. So I guess I’ve got no reason not to believe her. 

Distraction Grounding SOS

1. Scream as loud as you can 

2. Punch a pillow 

3. Throw a cushion against a wall 

4. Kick a football against a wall 

5. Squeeze ice really hard

6. Tear up newspaper or a telephone directory

7. Draw on the place you want to cut or harm 

8. Play loud music and dance

9. Write words on yourself in pen 

10. Do some exercise: walk, swim, jog etc. 

11. Write a list of your achievements 

12. Write a letter 

13. Make a wish list 

14. Make a gratitude list 

15. Call a helpline

16. Allow yourself to cry 

17. draw, paint, finger paint, sculpt how you feel

18. Write a poem/story/diary

19. Scribble a word again and again graffiti it

20. Deface a magazine 

21. Draw yourself on paint

22. Photoshop an image

23. Take some photos 

24. Play an instrument/sing

25. Make a memory box/scrapbook

26. Write a different ending to a story 

27. Watch a foreign language channel and make up your own words or interpretations

28. Create a secret code 

29. Create your own cartoon character or superhero 

30. Have a nice bath

31. Wrap yourself up in your duvet

32. Use aromatherapy oils

33. Eat your favourite meal 

34. Buy something special 

35. Massage your arms/hands/feet

36. Stroke a pet 

37. Have a cigarette 

38. Paint your nails 

39. Yoga/Meditation (You can get smartphone apps for these!) 

40. Watch TV or a DVD 

41. Play on the computer 

42. Browse the web 

43. Learn a new skill (Knitting, sewing, crochet etc.) 

44. Make jewellery 

45. Go through a photo album 

46. Design your dream house 

47. Have a debate

48. Build a house of cards 

49. Make a paper chain of how many days you are clean

50. Make a t-shirt 

51. Look for pictures in the clouds 

52.Do some gardening 

53. Wash the car

54. Go for a drive 

55. Go to an arcade 

56. Make a kite 

57. Go shopping 

58. Look at the stars 

59. Catch up on some DIY/Housework 

60. Rearrange your room

61. Redecorate your room 

62. Give your pets a bath 

63. Do some volunteering 

64. Read 

65. Study 

66. Think about what you would like to change about your life and set goals and make a plan 

* I know many of these are repeats but you never know when you might need reminding of things to do to ground/distract!! <3 

Beautiful In White (M)

Originally posted by cuteguk

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Summary: Adorned in an exquisite ivory A-line dress, you’re the most beautiful Jungkook has ever seen you. After all, it is your wedding day.

Word Count: 7,182

Genre: Angst (?), smut

A/N: I originally planned this to be just angst but then my thirsty ass ended up incorporating some smut into this. Everything in italics are flashbacks.


Beautiful.

The only word that could come close to describing your mere presence as he watches you weave your way through the round tables. You’re being pulled into an awkward hug every second by guests as they try to figure out how to overcome the barrier that is your dress without ruining your hair and makeup. He watches as you converse animatedly with the guests, some of whom he does and does not recognize.

You tuck the strands of hair that frame your face behind your ear, only to have them fall back to where they were just seconds ago, but he gets a brief view of your face. Your cheeks are stained with a light pink tint, your lashes expertly curled in a way that showcased the eyes Jungkook fell in love with, face properly contoured – a term which Jungkook unwillingly learned after having to watch too-many-to-count make up tutorials with you – and your lips, smothered in god knows how many different brands of lipsticks. The end result of four hours of makeup was nothing short of perfection. Jungkook mentally curses the stupid rules and superstitions that forbid him from seeing the bride before the wedding day.

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Remembering Tyrus Wong, whose watercolors helped define the look of Bambi.

Like most animation fans, I first heard of Tyrus Wong via his work on Bambi. Legend has it, that’s the first time Walt Disney heard of him, too!

Okay, so the story goes…

Walt was chomping at the bit to make Bambi, only he was having trouble finding the ‘look’ he wanted for the film. He’d tried ultra-realism, but nixed it. He switched to super cartoony, but again, nope. It was beginning to look like the film would get shelved until late one night, while wandering through his studio, Disney happened upon a small stack of unusual watercolors. They were by a fella named ‘Wong,’ and they were…well, different.



What do I mean by ‘different’? Well, for one thing, these watercolors were tiny. Most of them measured no more than 4″ x 5″. And where the rest of the studio’s painters tried to pack as much detail into each picture as possible, Wong’s paintings were sparse, vague — almost suggestions. Wong would later say, “I tried to keep the thing very, very simple and create the atmosphere, the feeling of the forest.”



It worked. Walt was so impressed with what he saw that the very next day he promoted Wong from his job as an in-betweener (kind of like an animation line cook) to concept artist (think: Michelin rated chef)! Not only that, but Wong’s watercolors came to define the look of Bambi‘s backgrounds, providing the film with its sensitive, poetic and often ethereal mood.



After working at Disney, Wong moved on to Warner Bros. There he provided production art for quite a few live-action classics, including Rebel Without A Cause, The Wild Bunch and Sands of Iwo Jima. He also did freelance commercial work, where his gorgeous watercolor and calligraphic art came to adorn everything from greeting cards to high end pottery.



After retiring, Wong began making kites. Not your typical, four-cornered diamond shaped kites, but HUGE, ornamental, multifaceted kites in the shape of dragons, centipedes, flocks of birds and swarms of butterflies.



Upon first discovering Wong’s work fifteen years ago, I wrote him a number of gushing — and probably pretty embarrassing — fan letters. Wong responded to each and every one of them graciously.



I still have the envelope from his first response, where he drew a small, singing bird in pastels, sitting atop my name. (See above.) Another time, I literally teared up when I opened my mailbox to find a Christmas card that Wong had designed decades earlier. It was a winter scene, featuring a mother deer and her young buck. Inside, Wong not only signed it with his English name, but also embossed it with a red stamp bearing the Chinese characters for his name! Needless to say, I treasure both of these items to this day.


  

All of this rambling is really just my way of honoring a man whose work has meant so much to so many. I hope he knew how truly appreciated his wonderful work was.

R.I.P. Tyrus Wong  (Oct. 25, 1910  - Dec. 30, 2016)

still your gushing fan,

Ju-osh M.

Heroes and what pissed them off
  • <p> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b>Prince Zen:</b> Shirayuki in danger<p/><b>Gon:</b> Pitou making Kite a puppet<p/><b>Edward:</b> Shou Tucker [Ed... ward]<p/><b>Nagisa:</b> Karma calling him a ten-year-old<p/><b>Eren:</b> Titans... and more titans<p/><b>Yato:</b> Yukine being stubborn<p/><b>Saitama:</b> missing a grocery sale<p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p>
How the signs want to raise their kids

Aries: Sports games, movie marathons, actual marathons, out to eat at the “cool” places, let’s them have coffee before most parents, shows them the wild side of childhood in a safe yet cool fashion sometimes the kids won’t even know there are rules.. When in fact there are. Aries is the cool parent.
Most compatible parenting partner: Libra

Taurus: Dress up, homemade hot cocoa, showing them how to build ikea furniture, serious talks over comedy shows, watches them grow with doe eyes and always wants them to do their best. Taurus is the soft parent, you’ll hardly ever hear them yell.
Most compatible parenting partner: Pisces

Gemini: Made up stories in bed, turning the house into a jungle gym, getting them into hard rock when they are 3, using intimate objects as toys, lots of random outings to new places, giving them the gift of wise and well thought out advice. Gemini is the playful parent.
Most compatible parenting partner: Leo

Cancer: Talking about your day every night before bed, playing in the park, sunhats and beaches, taking them to work with you, singing them to sleep with a lullaby, giving them a pendent as their first present so they can have it for life. Cancer is the sentimental parent. 
Most compatible parenting partner: Capricorn

Leo: Morning stretches, nacho nights, teaching them how to make the perfect cup of tea, shopping trips, letting them drive for the very first time, teaching them how to woo the ladies/men, Leo is the passionate parent.
Most compatible parenting partner: Gemini

Virgo: Picking flowers, small town living, fresh food all the time, packing their lunches, leaving them sweet notes, talking about the magic of Christmas time, buying them their very own mug. Virgo is the gentle parent.
Most compatible parenting partner: Scorpio

Libra: Letting them help paint the wall, arts and crafts that get incredibly sticky, homemade rice krispy treats, teaching them all about the dos and donts of fashion, inside jokes, picking them up and throwing them in the air, kissing all over their face even when they are teenagers. Libra is the expressive parent.
Most compatible parenting partner: Aries

Scorpio: Staying quiet and letting them choose, showing them how to lead the way, taking them to small concerts and slowly getting them to go to bigger concerts, raising them with tons of different types of music so they can make their own choice, giving them secret supportive loving smiles when they aren’t looking, tough love. Scorpio is the adaptable parent.
Most compatible parenting partner: Virgo

Sagittarius: Giving them stability, letting them paint their room any color they want, taking them out on their first motorcycle ride, little vacations here and there, showing them how to stand up on their own, comedy. Sagittarius is the vibrant parent.
Most compatible parenting partner: Aquarius

Capricorn: To do lists, expectations, high hopes, lots of encouragement, rewards, morning pancakes, teaching them how to use a computer, playing video games at midnight, tons of adorable selfies together, photo albums filled to the brim. Capricorn is the encouraging parent.
Most compatible parenting partner: Cancer

Aquarius: Flying kites, making ice cream at home, taking them out to new and weird places, art shows, riding buses and trains so they can learn the system, tea and cookies while talking about how their day was, lectures if they do something wrong never ever lets them get away with it. Aquarius is the tough but badass parent.
Most compatible parenting partner: Sagittarius

Pisces: Writes stories with them, always helps with homework, goes to trampoline places often, loves to just take them on drives, plays music while they cook together, cooking classes, always wants them to go the extra mile, gives them the utmost belief and seriously never ever gives up on their kid. Pisces is the strong parent.
Most compatible parenting partner: Taurus

HXH translation meta: “Since it means nothing to you” 「関係ないからっ」

Howdy folks, I’d like to talk about this scene a little bit as I’ve recently seen some meta and analyzation going around that I think was based too heavily on Crunchyroll’s translation — which is a little misleading, in my opinion.

It’s not wrong per se, and I actually like this translation in how it really packs an emotional punch. But the problem with it is that Gon isn’t really criticizing Killua here. He is ostracizing him.

What Gon is more closely saying here is, “Since it’s none of your business” (関係ないから / kankei nai kara). Specifically, Gon is telling Killua that there is no connection between him and Kite, making Killua an outsider to Gon’s conflict and quest for vengeance. (Why this affects Killua so profoundly warrants an entire post on its own so I won’t go into too much here, but essentially Gon just drew a metaphorical line in the sand between them with this comment.)

Additionally, Killua references this line a couple times after but you wouldn’t know it because the translation was inconsistent:

  1. (In the hospital with Gon, inner-monologuing) “I get it, Kite saved your life, and he has no connection to me.”

  2. (Before parting with Gon at the World Tree) “Well, after you told me you would defeat Pitou alone and that it was none of my business, I was pretty depressed!”

I have a feeling that Crunchyroll interpreted Gon’s line as “since this doesn’t concern you” and then from there warped it into “since it means nothing to you”. They probably realized they couldn’t use “since this means nothing to you” in these other situations and just adjusted the translation accordingly, but I digress. The main reason I wanted to bring attention to this translation was for three main reasons:

  • This scene was NOT about Gon accusing Killua of not caring enough. It was a scene about Gon creating a distance, both emotionally and physically, between himself and Killua.
  • What Gon is saying (or at least, how Killua interprets it) is that they are not close enough to warrant Killua involving himself in Gon’s affairs, and that is what causes Killua’s breakdown in front of Palm.
  • This line is referenced by Killua later with additional context surrounding his feelings on the matter, and that was somewhat lost in translation.

Anyway, I’d love to write straight-up meta analyzing the Killugon aspect of this, as well as a round-up of Japanese fan opinions on this scene, but I think I’ll save those for another day. (If I write them, I’ll link to them in this post, FYI.)

Thanks for reading, and feel free to reach out — I love discussing these things with people!


EDIT: Killugon follow-up meta

anonymous asked:

ya tryna be lowkey but u should totally do some more stoner keith hcs lmao

y’all asked and i’m about to deliver (i’m supposed to be doing my assignments rn but what the hecky becky) 

  • broganes once walked to the store while high and shiro pushed keith into the stacked tins of beans in the middle of the store. they were swiftly asked to leave - no surprise
  • keith’s mama stopped him when he came home one night bc he smelt “weird” and she was giving him the suspicious side eyes. keith had to stand there and tell her it was BO bc he hadn’t showered in like 4 days (avoiding getting in trouble of course) his mama has never given him a more disappointed look lmfao
  • keith has nearly set his mullet on fire trying to light up about 7 times
  • keith’s first time getting stoned was at a house party and it wasn’t even intentional. these other kids were smoking around him and he felt too uncomfortable to say anything but lol after 20 minutes he was best pals with that entire group and high as a fookin kite mdude
  • keith makes shiro go on fastfood runs as a form of payment before he allows him to get high with him  
  • keith sends lance and hunk snaps of himself when he’s high. sometimes he even skypes with either of them and he’ll end up falling asleep in the skype call (bonus: lance takes screenshots and posts them on twitter)
  • one time keith got high at his cousins birthday party and ate so much cake he puked in his own lap 
Out beyond all bounds

Where messengers run errands
for no cause between kingdoms
of kings of no history

Where reason makes kites
of her laws and flies them,

truth sets fact free
from its fetters.

—  Tagore
Ainana Situation Voice (Day)

Rules: Pick i7 cards randomly from a box, and guess what would the character say in these cards (basically, try voicing other characters)

Wingu → Ordinary Day Iori
“Please don’t look at me with that cute face. You make me want to hug you.”
Shirai: Do the cat too (lol)
Wingu: I won’t!!

Satou → Off Day Yamato
“You’re already drunk? you can sleep here then”

Abeshi → Summer Memories Mitsuki
“Aahh the fireworks are beautiful. But hey, you’re more beautiful.”

Wingu → Off Day Nagi
“*praises Kokona* … Hmm, I feel lonely watching this alone. How about we watch MagiKona, together?”

KENN → New Year Tamaki (it’s my own character!?)
“It won’t fly huh, the kite. Hey, let’s make it fly together”
Abeshi, putting his hand on KENN’s shoulder “Got it, Tamaki-kun!!” they’re running around the stage while playing kite together but KENN wouldn’t stop so “KENN!! Come back!!”

Shirai → Work Experience Sougo
“Here! This! (he’s painting) hmm.. it doesn’t look well…Okay! let’s wreck it!!”
Abeshi version: “Here! This! Hey what do you think? I drew this for you! King Pudding! Eh? it’s scary? I’ll wreck it then! with this screwdriver!“ *the sound of screwdriver*

Night event

Camp Velaris ~ Chapter six

Before I knew it, two weeks had passed.

The inner circle were now friends rather than acquaintances, and Mor even though it made me guilty to even think it, was becoming more like a sister to me than Nesta and Elain.

And Rhys…

We hadn’t had time alone, properly alone, since the weekend he took me to that studio. And, true to my word, I hadn’t told anyone about his love of Spice Girls. Yet.

Our competition wasn’t over either, and Rhys seemed determined to win that date with me. I was determined not to let him. Unfortunately for me, he was currently winning, something he took delight in gloating over.

We had decided to end the competition next week, so whoever had the most wins by then would get their prize. I still hadn’t decided what mine would be.

“What’s going on with you and Rhys, anyway?”

The voice snapped me out of my daydreaming. It was Mor, who was painting her toenails on her bed. I was currently sketching –or attempting to- on mine.

“What? Nothing! Why would there be… There’s nothing going on! At all!”

“Calm down! I was just thinking, for two people who claim to hate the other, you spend a lot of time up close and personal. And don’t think I don’t know about the little rendezvous the little two of you had.”

“I don’t hate him, I just hate losing to him. And he only took me for a look around the city!” A pause. “Did he really say he hated me?”

“Well, he reacted the same way you did when I asked him about the two of you.” She smiled to herself, probably at the memory of her cousin being flustered. “Between you and me, Feyre, he always looks so happy when he’s with you.”

“Probably because he loves annoying me so much.”

“Hey, I could be wrong. But since he hurt his leg, he’s been more distant. Quieter. I don’t know if it’s because of that or something else. But what I do know is that he’s happier with you around.”

My heart was starting to beat faster.

“Well, either way, we’re just friends. And I doubt he sees me as more than that.”

“Whatever you say…” Was all Mor replied.
~
I had been looking forward to this for a while.

The old art instructor at the camp was pregnant, and now that she was finally on maternity leave, I was to run the art classes.

After teaching me the ropes of how to run a class and where everything was, Alis left to go back to her office. They were only choosing me as a teacher because they could get nobody else on short notice, and on my application, I had mentioned I was an art student. Camp Velaris had emailed me personally to enquire about my artwork and after sending them some pictures of my paintings, they had offered me both the councillor job and the art one.

I had always imagined myself teaching art, though in my dreams it was to art students, not to excitable children whose experience with art was limited to macaroni art. But still. I could make it work.

The classroom was beautiful, as was the section of camp it was in. The Rainbow.

I had instantly vowed to spend more time here.

The classroom walls were covered in displays of art done by campers from now and then. I even found some work by a young Rhys and Mor on the walls.

In the storage cupboard, there were boxes upon boxes of pens, pencils, crayons, oil pastels and chalk. There were at least three different kinds of paint.

I think I’ll enjoy teaching here very, very much.
~
My first class was after lunch, where I would be teaching the entire Night Court. At least for my first lesson I would be teaching kids I actually knew, and who would –hopefully- listen to me.

I had just finished setting up for the first lesson (we were making kites!) when the Night Court arrived. Rhys, Mor, Laila and Oliver (The councillors from the Court of Nightmares) led the children in who sat down, still moaning a little that they were being forced to stay inside while the other groups got to do ‘all the fun stuff.’

After explaining what to do to the campers and giving out the material, I walked around the desks to see if anyone needed help. One kid had accidently spilled water on the kite he was decorating, and another had somehow managed to rip theirs in half. Somehow I didn’t think that was accidental.

I hear a grumbling behind me. It’s Rhys, whose kite design looks worse than the ones done by the youngest in the class. He has ended up accidentally gluing his in half after trying to stick tissue paper onto it.

Smiling to myself at his helpless face, I slide into the empty seat next to him. Mor is sat at the front with two other kids, who are decorating their kites with glitter. Oliver and Laila are sat with some of the kids from their group.

“Need some help?” He looks up at the sound of my voice.

“I am perfectly capable of making a kite, Feyre darling.”

“I’m not saying you’re not. I’m just saying that it would be easier if your kite wasn’t folded in half.”

“Oh, uh, that’s just the new kite design. It’s all the rage in Europe.”

“Well, today we’ll just make an American kite then.” I smile at him, and lean forward to unstick it.

“It’s not completely hopeless.” I tell him. “You’ll just have to let it dry. Your tissue paper pattern isn’t that bad. What was it going to be?”

I looked up then, and realised that our faces were nearly touching. Just one or two inches forward and his lips would be touching mine. He seemed to have the same thought as he leaned forward ever so slightly, his lips parting a little-

We were interrupted by something that sounded an awful lot like a bottle dropping to the floor. I sighed. Someone had knocked into a full bottle of paint –an open bottle- which had spilled all over the floor. Great. Just great.

“I should probably go sort that out. Before anyone stands on it.”

“Probably.” His voice was rough.

I turned to go when his voice stopped me.

“The night sky.”

“What?” The other three councillors were steering the children away from the spilled paint.

“I was planning to make the night sky.”

I ignored Mor’s slightly smug look as I went to clear up the paint.

And I tried to forget the almost kiss.

Tried to, anyway.

Imagine the Delancey Brothers Hitting on You

You stretch your arms high above your head. It’s been a long day at The World, and you’re glad to finally be outside. The evening air is cool, and all of New York City seems to be happy for a break from the mid-summer heat. Maybe you can see if any of the boys want to go to the park or something. You smile, noticing the breeze. Last week, you helped Les make a kite. You haven’t flown it yet, but tonight would be perfect for kite flying. There’s still about an hour before dark, so if you hurry-

Not watching where you’re going, you run smack into someone. “Oh! I’m so sorry!” you apologize.

“You better be!” the man you ran into sneers. You look up in shock at his words and realize that it’s Morris Delancey, and his brother Oscar isn’t far behind.

“Well, ain’t this a pleasant surprise,” Oscar says, smirking and sauntering closer to you. That sets you on edge. You’ve been taught never to trust the Delanceys. “You’re that little secretary from upstairs, ain’t ya?”

You mutely nod, wishing they’d leave. If you were bolder, you’d tell them what you thought of them. But you are quite the opposite of bold.

“Yeah, the one that’s always hanging around the newsies,” Morris chimes in.

“So pretty, but such bad taste,” Oscar shakes his head.

Your heart is pounding so hard, you’re sure it’s about to fly out of your chest. “I’ve really got to go,” you quietly squeak, trying to leave.

“Aw, stay awhile, girly,” Morris grins sinisterly, catching you by the upper arm.

Oscar runs a hand over your (h/c) curls. “You leave now, an’ you’ll miss all the fun.”

“Let me go, or I’ll scream,” you threaten desperately, squirming and trying to break free.

“You do, an’ I’ll give you two black eyes,” Oscar sneers.

“Get your filthy hands off (y/n)!” a voice cries. Race comes running over. Not stopping to think, he tackles Oscar to the ground, landing punch after punch on the older boy. Race seems to have gone berserk!

You kick backwards, hoping to hit Morris. You finally connect with his shin, and he releases his hold on you. You spin around and kick him nice and hard where it hurts. He crumples to the ground in pain. Oscar isn’t faring much better. Race has almost pummeled him into the pavement.

“Let’s get out of here!” you cry and pull Race to his feet. He takes your hand, and you run faster than you ever have in your life. He suddenly jerks you into a dark alley. He presses you up against a wall with a hand on either side of you. Race is so close, less than an inch separates you.

You begin to speak but are reprimanded by a “Shh!” from Race.

“Higgins!” you hear one of the Delancys yell. Running steps pound past the alley.

Race keeps you there for a few more minutes, making sure that they’re really gone. You feel so safe, so secure in his arms. You wish you could stay there forever. You look up at him. In the dim light, you can see is cigar is missing. He probably stuffed it in his pocket before attacking Oscar. His cap is askew on his blond curly hair which is damp with perspiration from the fight. His blue eyes are focused on the street, trying to spot any danger that could be lurking there.

Finally, his eyes turn to you. “You alright, (y/n)?”

You nod. “They’re just big bullies.”

Suddenly, he leans forward and plants a kiss on your forehead. He immediately seems embarrassed. “Well, let’s get ya home.”

You reach up and straighten his cap. The two of you still haven’t moved. A little shyly, you kiss his cheek. “Thanks for saving me, Race,” you whisper.

“Anythin’ for you, (y/n),” Race whispers back. “Anythin’ for you.”

HEADCANON

@daemoninfluff Let get this startedd

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CALRON + flying a kite

• so Callum never really dared to try and fly a kite since he couldn’t very well run fast enough
• actually he tried once but he fell down and the other children at the park stared at him
•which was worse than laughing at him
• so when Aaron gave Call a kite he had made
•with that famous Stewart smile
•Callum simply accepted it and thanked him
•but every time Aaron invited him to go to the park to fly the kite
• Call just kept giving excuses
• at first Aaron thought it was because Call was embarrassed of the kite he had made
•but when he apologized to Call for making the kite
•Call basically shouted at him that it wasn’t the kite
•because Call didn’t mean to offend Aaron
•he loved the kite
•Call’s bright red face when he confessed he never flew a kite
•Aaron staring at Call before laughing so sheepishly
•because he had worked so hard on an apology speech
•Aaron made Call promise him to meet at the park that
•Callum actually showed up
•AARON BEING SUPPORTIVE AND NON-JUDGMENTAL EVEN AFTER AN HOUR OF FAILED ATTEMPTS
•"oh don’t worry, Call. It isn’t a very windy day"
•"It took me a week to learn too, Call.“
•"That one flew! That one counted!”
•Call felt bad at first
•But couldn’t help but laugh with Aaron

•Next summer, Call, Aaron and Tamara went to fly kites everyday.

~Bërrÿ

OMG IS IT TOO LONG? ITS BEEN IN MY HEAD FOR SO LONG!

Bonus:

•Call fell on Aaron and they both sort of laid there not moving
•staring at each other
•smiling

You Are Missing It- (Lucissa)

***Re-posting this cuz I accidentally deleted it***

“Father! Look! Dobby taught me how to make a kite! Can we please go outside and play with it together?” The small boy looked hopeful. Lucius snatched the kite from his son’s hands and threw it away.

“Trust me, Draco. You don’t want homemade filth like that. I’ll buy you a new kite. The best kite there is,” Lucius assured the boy.

“And then we can fly it together?” the nine year-old boy asked.

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simmppaa  asked:

Hi! I have prompt for you if you have time. Fitzsimmons celebtares father's day with Evelyn. Either its part of the 1 Night (+9 Months) universe or a oneshot.

Hi!! Thank you for the prompt!! :)

*Set in my One Night Stand AU ‘verse, 1 Night (+9 Months), though it’s not really necessary to have read that first

(Ao3)

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“Alright, be careful mixing that up,” Jemma instructed, watching with a sharp eye and ready to take over as Evelyn stirred the pancake batter up.

“Now what?” Evelyn chirped when she’d successfully mixed up the batter, tilting her head back to glance curiously up at her mother.

“Now we add the chocolate chips.” Excitedly, Evelyn reached for the nearby bag of them, and before Jemma could say a word, she’d turned the bag over and dumped its entire contents into the bowl. “Oh Evelyn!” she sighed, taking the empty bag from her and staring worriedly at the bowl of what now appeared to only be a sea of chocolate chips.

“Sorry,” Evelyn murmured, her little nose wrinkling with her wince as she too studied the bowl.

After a moment, Jemma’s lips quirked into a small smile as she rolled her eyes and admitted, “You know what? With your daddy’s sweet tooth, he’ll probably love extra chocolate chip pancakes – especially when you tell him what a big girl you were, making them all by yourself.”

Evelyn’s wide, proud smile was back, and she enthusiastically began to stir the batter again, attempting to mix in the chocolate chips (and she only needed a bit of help from Jemma getting the job done). Once it was time to pour the batter, Jemma took over, though she allowed Evelyn to pick how big or small she made the pancakes (they ended up all quite large, predictably).

When they were nearly finished, Jemma checked the clock then told Evelyn, “Why don’t you go wake Daddy up?”

Evelyn didn’t need to be told twice – with her mother’s help, she was down off of the little stepping stool she needed to reach the counter and rushing off down the hall. As the sound of her little feet padding on the floor echoed through the house, a fond smile curved Jemma’s lips.

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LONG acoustic appreciation [ L I S T E N ]

iris - goo goo dolls | hear you me - jimmy eat world | only ones who knows (acoustic) - arctic monkeys | fast car - tracy chapman | why georgia - john mayer | sympathy - goo goo dolls | sex (acoustic) - the 1975 | kiss me - ed sheeran | always attract - you me at six | bloom - the paper kites | make it rain - colbie caillat | fake plastic trees - radiohead | same mistakes - paper aeroplanes | firefly - ed sheeran | good riddance - green day | st. patrick’s day - john mayer | marry me - train | crash into me - dave matthews band | dakota - stereophonics | let her go - passenger | hazy - rosi golan | wonderwall - oasis | all i want - kodaline | collide - howie day | baby blue eyes - a rocket to the moon | how six songs collide - norwegian recycling | flake - jack johnson | what i know - parachute | like the dawn - the oh hello’s | love love love - of monsters and men | the last unicorn - passenger | thinking about you - radiohead | hey ya - obadiah parker | more than life - whitley | i almost do - taylor swift | noserings & shoestrings - nina nesbitt | come on get higher - matt nathanson | wherever you are - 5 seconds of summer | ho hey (cover) - lennon & maisy | always where i need to be (acoustic) - the kooks | could it be another change - the samples | thinking of you - katy perry | kissing in cars - pierce the veil | banana pancakes - jack johnson | pumped up kicks (cover) - jayme dee | panic cord - gabrielle aplin | holding out for a hero (cover) - ella mae bowen | a lack of color - death cab for cutie | flowers in your hair - the lumineers | satellite - dave matthews band | same old same old - the civil wars | northern wind - city & colour | atlas hands - benjamin francis leftwich | trojans (acoustic) - atlas genius | 93 million miles - jason mraz