CRASH (1996)

Maaaaan, I need to spend more time drawing box-jawed men, it has been so difficult lately. It'll probably be frustrating, but I need to get to the point where I'm not spending days & days fussing over the same facial features.

I’m at least in a better spot today than yesterday, but looking at this man’s damned face, I already know my tomorrow eyes are going to see more things that need fixing.

I have to say for Park Haesoo, he isn't the obvious "wow he is handsome", but I don't know how to describe it. Like there is something about him that captures my attention. I have to say South Korea is killin it in the drama/movies category. Like even their extras are amazing.

Maaaaan idk what to tell you, Park Haesoo is an obvious wow for me. Like there's something about that man that makes me go instantly gooey.

He's classically handsome. Like an old Hollywood movie star. He looks like he either wants to make me a martini or take me out for ice cream, and I honestly don't care which one he chooses. He looks safe, and strong, like he'd squeeze my hand to let me know everything's gonna be okay just because he knows I need the reassurance. He looks like he makes really dumb jokes, but he says it with that deep voice, and those eyes, and I'd blush, and laugh like an idiot every time. He looks like he smells really fucking good. Like wood smoke and whiskey and clean laundry, and I want to bury my face in his chest, and put my mouth on his jaw. I want him to look at me like he likes me very much and then give me a kiss on the forehead as he tucks me into bed.

He's someone I'm just discovering, and he's going in the long line of K-actors/actresses who have won a special place in my heart. I adore him.

part one 🍒

Todomomo

I think they would be that TikTok couple where the girl is dancing and then the boy slowly comes up and wraps his arms around her and kisses her with the music still playing.

They were voted hottest TikTok couple.

Momo tried the “play this with your boyfriend around audio” and long story short Todoroki burnt her phone. 

Todoroki has his profile picture as him and Momo in some glasses flashing a stack of money. 

It was a joke at first but he ended up never changing it. 

Todoroki would make a post about zooning out and day dreaming about Momo being a “good girl” and asking for more

Momo dueted it and said “zooning out  and day dreaming about when he tells you that its not ever yet.”

Todoroki was the first to do the “You look so sexy, you really turn me on videos with your S/O.

He would take the video of Momo as shes getting ready looking all sexy like she is

And she starts talking about their cats bowel movements and he starts laughing cause the audio hits “you look so sexy.” And her eyes widen and shes giggling.

He then spins her close to him and whsipers “You really turn me on, blow my mind everytime.” And she just giggles louder and blushes.

That got like 3 million views.

“I have a boyfriend.” “No my boyfriend crazy, he kill people.”

Izuocha

Uraraka would do silly cute videos

Deku would NOT thirst trap

....on purpose

THEY ARE THE COUPLE TO DO THE “this my baby, and aint NO BODY FINNA touch him.

Uraraka would do lots of cosplay videos.

Her and Deku would do couple cosplay all day long.

They may or may not beg Kiribaku and Seromina to joing them.

Uraraka does that audio where it’s “AND WHY AREN’T YOU IN UNIFORM” in her school clothes, she exits the screen and comes back in with a maid outfit with her fingers doing this. 👉🏽👈🏽

Deku would spend at least two hours replying to the “Damn she bad” “She know what she doin” comments with “Yeah she is :)” “You should see her without the outfit.”

He would do a video with negative and jealous comments about his relationship/ Uraraka with “Bitch I know you sad I know you mad I know you pissed off.” Only he would censor the bad words.

They are that couple that do the whole stand on their back thing and they have to keep getting up till the other person is standing on their shoulders.

Uraraka would dress up in some dark cosplay and lip sync “Do you know who the fuck you’re talkin to?’ audio. 

That’s it. Just imagine how hot that’d be.

Her favorite audio is “make his pockets hurt”

Kirbaku

They would do the “I am not gay” audio and flash up pis of Uraraka Momo and Mina. Then they would stare at each other as the blank part of the audio plays out and then go. “You know what i am GAY.”

Kirishima would make his caption. “Girls are beautiful tho “

Bakugou would then caption his with “Not as beautiful as my boyfriend tho.”

They delete fetishizing comments so fast!

Love the Fuck Ice song!

I DO NOT CARE HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT BAKUGOU HE THIRST TRAPS!!

They wouldn’t be the BEST dancers....

But their little dance to “Get the Gat” hit different.

Kirishima does that audio that’s like “No need to shout, no need to yell, no need to have a riot. Shut your eyes, take a deep breath.” To him, and he picked him up and threw him across the room.

Kirishima then later dueted Todoroki’s “Thinking about when she..” video with “When he threw you out of anger and you were kinda into it.”

Kaminari did a video of “Tell your beef, if he says he’s got boyfriend. Then tell him I’m scared of him and I aint fuckin vegetarian.” So he dueted it with him holding up beef and bringing Bakugou in the shot, before pushing out of the way and eating the meat. 

Then he fort night danced.

Kirishima thinks that jake2r is literally the funniest thing on TikTok

“I can fuck your bitch and fuck your mom and auntie.” Is an audio Bakugou OWNS

Kamijirou

Jirou would post so many videos of her singing

There would be some with Kaminari in the background just walking by with a dumb smile on his face.

He would then duet it and dance to her singing and do stupid TikTok dances to her voice with a caption. “That’s my baby! Yessir!”

Adding onto the “Fuck Ice” song, Jirou made her own punk version.

With proper credit of course.

On god Denki would try so hard to get her to do the couple audios with him.

CEO of the “Heart been broke so many times” Audio.

Kaminari would do a “Day one of trying to get my girlfriend to dance with me.” To literally any popular dance.

He got her drunk one time and she did it.

DENKI SINGS “Come on fuck me emo boy.” TO HER ALL THE TIME AND SHE HAS TO TRY HER HARDEST NOT TO LAUGH

Like literally most of the videos in that audio is them two ranging from her being mad, her laughing, her not showing any care, and one of her vibing.

One time he left town and couldn’t do it in person so he did so with a bunch of pictures of her.

Jirou posts video’s of her getting ready to the “I’m your DAD!” audio and she actually screams and Denki runs in scared.

Asaf and Frank are his favorite TikTokers

Seromina

Sero is a dumb stoner gamer TikToker.

Mina is THE TikTok dancer.

She INVENTED throwing it back!

She can also rap every single Nikki Minaji song perfectly.

She would shake her ass to “Don’t drop that dun dun dun” 

Like she would go ham.

And Sero would be on a trip out of town watching it and all he could duet it with was his jaw hanging open and water coming out of his mouth like drool. 

He would nearly be crying at the beauty he snagged.

Caption would be “Ya’ll wanna know how fast I can run?”

Sero invented the “I’m already tracer” meme.

Mina did a collab with the “Hit or miss girl” and they’re best friends.

“I’m a savage, classy bouige, ratchet.” She owns that audio.

Sero makes fun of all the E boys who say the N word.

Sero is somewhere between an E boy and an anti E boy.

Co CEO of “Heart been broke so many times” Audio.

“What you doin out here with all that ass?” Is another favorite of Sero’s

Sero would get ripped before “I don’t get it, it’s says it’s four for four dollars. No one said anything about tax.” While Mina tries to make breakfast in the background and he fortnight dances.

Sero WORSHIPS the ground Cody Ko and Noel Miller walk on

GROUP HEADCANNONS

Mina and Momo collab the most out of the four girls

Bakugou post a video of that audio thats like “Jack i want you to paint me like this” And he’s jack all smooth and sexy

Kaminari then duets it in full sloth costume.

Kirishima duets it laughing his ass off.

Bakugou and Momo do the song together that’s like “I think y’all could use some tips. I’m skinny, I’m winning, and all you bitches are ugly. All the guys in my phone are ugly and fat so don’t call me.” With the camera shaking over to Todoroki eating soba minding his own damn business and the back to Bakugou with “All these bitches on my dick, they giving me head in the lobby” And at that exact moment Kirishima walks by and he grabs the back of his head and bobs it. 

He is very confused and can only laugh and mutter an “OW!”

That video got 5 million likes.

They all do their own version of “Tell me about your schools biggest controversy with this audio.

Jirou’s is just “Mineta”

Kaminari and Kirishima would re create the audio in person.

Mina would get Todoroki, Deku and Kaminari together and lip sync “I am not gay, but lets be precise.” You could see Sero in the background mouthing “Liar.” Mina would push him out of the shot trying to finish the line “cause if she’s pretty than watch her cause ima be fuckin ya wife.” 

They girls would do a really fast paced TikTok to “Ms. Hilton you must be worth a trillion bucks “ With Mina lip syncing that while pulling her sunglasses down to look at Momo walk by. 

Then it would turn to Urarka who goes “Get the feelin that you don’t really give a” And then Jirou would come in clutch with the censoring and play her guitar on the “fuck” so Uraraka doesn’t cuss because she is baby. 

Deku and Todoroki do the “Who are you?” “Maaaaan I be that pretty mother fucker man.”

Todoroki is the pretty mother fucker.

I’m gonna say that Kirishima, Sero, and Kaminari do the “Well, can you tell which one of us is Hikaru?” audio, with the caption when we ask who’s the biggest dumbass, and when it turns to he Haruhi part its literally everyone saying the “thats the dumbest game I’ve ever heard”

NSFW ALPHABET with Billy and Camille pretty please bc I love them and how you write their relationship! 🍒

AHHHH YEAH  😍 OKAY HERE GOES ❤️ 

Smutty Smut Alphabet ~ under the cut for Billy Hargrove and Camille Harper from my fic, Without the Lights. (((Thanks for asking and also anyone can ask me anything about my fic bc I will TALK all day)))

NSFW ALPHABET: Billy & Camille :)))

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

   LISTEN Billy and Camille are touched starved as hellll. They both were into flings where there wasn’t really a whole lot happening after besides getting the fuck outta there. Camille is a rich girl with loving at times but also distant parents. Billy especially is conditioned for aggressive touch in either the form of abuse or lust. So, cuddling was new to him. Camille loves to nestle in and hold him. Tricking Billy into playing little spoon is her fav hobby and he’ll always fall for it. Lazy kisses and lots of tracing her fingertips along his skin and into his hair. Oh, how that boy purrs. Sometimes, he’ll light up and share a quick cigarette with her. If the sex was especially intense or rough, they curl around each other and come down from the high. He loves to massage her when she’s extra sensitive post-coitus bc he’s a little tease. Sometimes that leads to another round. But these two tangle together like they’re caught in a spider’s web and they LOVE the aftercare.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)  

   Billy knows he’s a good looking dude, so he’s feeling all of himself most of the time. Boy can flex. Can I also say oral fixation?? He can appreciate a good set of titties but man does he adore the curve of Camille’s ass and hips. Being trapped by her thighs is a win for him any time of day. He’s a muscly fucker and Camille loves the hard weight of him against her. Looooves it. His arms rly do it for her but, she’s happy covering his neck and jaw with kisses bc the boy is sensitive there. Eye contact is also a must annnd can I just say that any time she can appreciate the little dusting of freckles he has….is a good day. ;D

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

   Dirty Birdies. Billy Hargrove will come on anything. You could throw a plate across the room and this boy already fucked and came on it before it hit the ground. Seeing his spunk drip from her swelled lips after a round drives him wild though. They always always always kiss as dirty as they can after any kind of oral sex. Tongues and spit, the whole mess. Unwritten rule. Camille is big on protection, the girl had an abortion at fifteen with a guy who refused to use condoms. Luckily, Billy has them to spare and is fine coming into them when he’s inside her. She eventually starts birth control and they’re both nervous so he uses the pull out method which is great because he jerks himself onto her ass, tits, or stomach. Until one night, they get into it and he comes inside her and seeing it spill out while she’s twitching post orgasm was unspeakably hot. He’s possessive.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

  The first time Camille undresses him and spends time just running her hands along his body def ruined him. He’s never been worshiped like that after being lusted after and used by other women young and old. She rubs along his thighs and gives him head. Doesn’t neglect his balls which he appreciates. He thinks about all the ways he wants to fuck her most of the time. Day dreams a lot about fucking her on his workout bench or eating her out while he’s lying down with her sitting on his face. Camille also relishes how strong he is. Billy will pick her up, position her however, pin her, or tug her across the bed. She goes mad. Finally, you can also bet that if Camille is wearing a skirt on the shorter side, his hand’s going up it. Public places be damned.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

    Billy Hargrove and Camille Harper both wrote books and sequels on the art of fucking. Uh, yES. They know what they’re doing. These two melt together when they get into it. I like to think they bicker about control during the act which leads to a game of submit where they’re both trying to make the other weak in the knees until they give up control. She rolls over him and rubs herself against his dick while she’s kissing his neck. But, he turns her back and slips fingers inside her panties. Tugs her thighs open to eat her out. Scoreboard is pretty even.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

  He’s a hot shot who loves to be on top and she goes nuts when he covers her so missionary is standard but maaaaan when Billy lets her into his lap to play. It’s over. He could watch her bounce for hours and that’s after she’s given him great head. Another dirty trick he plays is fucking her from behind on the couch in his room so he can face the mirror and make her watch him undo her completely. ((He likes to watch himself make his gf feel fucking amazing too, the boy is a narcissist what can I say, he good.))

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

   More so serious, they have intent fuck sessions. Usually looking to let out some steam too. Camille is more likely to soften him up with a laugh or joke. They’re vocal fucks.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

  Ha. Carpet matches drapes for both. Billy takes care of himself and trims just a bit. Kissing down his happy trail is something she loves to do. Camille grooms some but her nasty ex made her shave everything down there so she doesn’t do that anymore being free of his gross ass. They shower often and like being clean but Billy fills his hair with more products than she does so he always smells of them and his hairspray. Camille loves his cologne & aftershave, esp how he dots some above his dick. Billy spends time running his lips and nose along her skin because all her lil lotions and perfumes are to die for.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

     They loveee just touching and caressing, esp during foreplay. Both huge teases too! Almost more than hard kisses because they get to watch each other’s faces and he thrives off seeing what he can do to poor Camille. So they take time appreciating each other’s bodies. Billy takes Good care of her sexually, often bringing her to orgasm before he comes. Partly a pride thing. She doesn’t mind it when he comes first even if she doesn’t, they have great sex. Frankly, it turns him on more to watch her unhinge when he plays with her so they both win.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

   Ahhhh the answer is just yes. They’re horny 17-18 year old teens. Billy jerks it anytime of day and can still go on to have great sex later. Frankly, they learn early that they love watching each other masturbate as foreplay so they can have sessions of just That when they’re worked up and trying failing to study for a test coming up.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

   CALLOUT POST: Billy Hargrove has the biggest praise kink in history. If Camille is telling him how gr8 he is and begging, he’s getting off big time. Reason he teases is just to get pleas out of her so he’ll rub his tip along her entrance until she’s wild. Camille telling him how she wants to be fucked, whewww, he’s about it. He plays a dominate bf in bed and pretends he doesn’t like being ordered about by his gf like okay boy u tried. Also, if Camille is wearing tights or panties and not getting them off fast enough, you bet he’s ripping them. Her little cry and the sound of fabric tearing is a major turn on.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

  Cliche bed bugs when the house is empty bc then they can be loud. Back of his Camaro is a big place up top some cliff over Hawkins where teens go to make out. But, Billy is Billy and will try it in any public place. Pool after dark. Dressing rooms in Starcourt. Hidden spot in library. Hands under the table kind of boy. Likes to fuck her up against the wall/shelves/dressers in her room to see how much shit he can knock down. Camille is game most days. However, she isn’t into shower sex at all, shower time is for private thought. He can pout about it.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

  These two are eye fucking champs. Consider them both worked up most of the time, esp when Camille’s life starts to go sideways. Billy can tease but maaan does Camille own it. A quick smirk in one look, a flash of thigh, or her hand grazing him. Billy already has a Semi. Camille blushing is also a big turn on bc it’s hard to make Queen Bee blush and Billy is the only one who can do it. He also likes to see her wearing his jacket or shirt, again it’s a possessive bf pride thing.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

   Spanking is as far as they’ll go and even that isn’t much. NO BELTS. She also refuses to get into things like taking dirty pics or anal bc her ex made her do that. Not rly consensual about it either. Restraints are also a no like they’ll get rough and hold each other down but bsdm is not for either of them. Billy was also freaked out to let her be on top after what happened to him in CA but trusted her and now he’s into it. They experiment but read each other’s limits well.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

   OHHH MAN. OH BOY. Yes. Another huge yes. Billy, Oral Fixation, Hargrove does more with his tongue than most boys do with their whole body. He loves to go down on her. Loves to make her come with his mouth and he’s obscene and messy about it. Makes sounds and moans and spits into her pussy. Fingers her too. Fastest way to make Camille his was with that tongue. Camille, likewise, gives great head. Loves to choke, lap, and suck on his cock. Balls too. Always tries to swallow. There’s a sweet spot just under his tip that she teases and he loses it. Billy comes undone. She’ll do it at the movies or in the car and he’s a goner.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

   Rough and intense, they both don’t pull any punches when going at it. Billy slams into her and relishes how her legs wobble when she gets up after to go pee. The only reason he’s slowing it is to tease her or draw it out, thus working up his poor gf until she’s squirming.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

  They both built sex lives on quickies but prefer now to have a proper session where they can go a few rounds. He drags it out and makes her come multiple times if he can. Quickies happen when they’re sneaking around Neil for sure. Lot of them occur during the summer when they have different jobs and schedules!

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

       Billy will try to get her off in just about any public setting. Just bc of pride and bc he Can. Nuff said.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

       They’re active teens with a healthy sex life. My mans can and will last a while. If the time is right and they persist, usually Camille can have her orgasm and then a few smaller ones but she def gets fucked out before him.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

      See, hard one, bc I feel like Camille would have one and CLICHE but Billy would find it and be jealous and teasing but then use it for real on her and oh……oh my…..does he like That.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

    Not sure I can make this anymore clearer. Too much! These dummies try so hard at times to prolong teasing and heavy petting during the foreplay but it always turns to hard fucking. They playfully tease because they’re both sensitive so he’ll linger to play with her breasts or slip fingers against her clit while she’ll kiss along his body until he can’t take it. She gets a little giggly/smug and he always has to do something about That Noise in turn.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

   Billy is vocal to the point of sounding truly pornographic. He will coax every cry, plea, and moan he can out of her. He loves attention. Loves to make people rebel against their usual ways. Again, praise kink, so there is a lot of him asking her to speak up and telling him how she wants him to play with her. Camille makes him feel like a fucking god when they’re doing the deed, girl can hit notes. Both huge on dirty talking.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

   Camille loves lipstick. Her signature pinks and red are known. So she will cover her boyfriend in as many lipstick kisses as she can. Face, neck, chest, and cock. He usually has a smear of it on his jean jacket or shirt collar. Billy always smiles when he sees them in the mirror bc he loves her and she’s lowkey possessive too.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

    Y’all remember that gif of New York saying “oh I know his dick is big.” Yeah that. Billy his hung. He knows it. He has that “oh shit I got to get used to this for a moment” girth. Something to choke on. Side note, if he really wants to make Camille blush, he’ll tell her how wet and pink she is. Spread her folds and just look at how pretty she is and that drives her insane.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

   Self explanatory. Higher than high. They wake in the middle of the night and can start a heavy petting session easily. Both always going to be down for some sex if that mood hits. And it usually does. :)))

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

  Camille definitely is more likely to curl up and catch up on some sleep. Billy stays awake and caresses her until she slips away. Loves to watch her snooze. It’s a comfort thing when his gf looks safe and sound then he feels alright curling into her to sleep after contemplating that he’s one lucky guy and thanking every star above Hawkins, Indiana.

Stay Strapped

“You ain’t gonna do shit, Shany! I’m fucking over you doing dirt and then trying to spin the issue around and put it on me. I have done nothing wrong except ride for you and what have you done in return? Ha. Stay fuckin’ around with the next bitch, hyping these hos’ heads up when you know good and goddamn well what it is with us. So if you wanna keep playing these games, I’m done this time.” I cut her off and served her a mouth full, not even allowing her a word in edgewise. “Maaaaan, you ain’t going nowhere, so shut all that shit up. I’m ‘bout 10 minutes away. Save all that shit talking for when I get there.” She concluded. “Nope. Won’t be no shit to talkin’. I’m done, like I told you. I’m not fighting with you anymore about this reoccuring shit. You wanna play like you’re single? Do you, my nigga.” I hung up in her face; knowing that would set the tone for World War III when she got here. She hated to be hung up on and I knew it. I threw my phone onto the bed and walked off into my bathroom, shutting and locking the door behind me. Turning on the shower, I quickly got undressed and stepped inside not giving a damn if the water had gotten hot just yet. Even after I washed my hair and did the necessary, I lingered in the shower; standing right underneath the shower head and let the water consume me. I was in no hurry to get out, because the sooner I did, was the sooner I’d have to deal with my fate. Loud bangs started in on the bathroom door, completely ruining my good feeling I was trying to achieve by staying under the hot water. “What the fuck do you want?” I shouted from in there. “I know it don’t take your ass that long to shower. Stop fuckin’ stalling and bring your ass out here!” Shany yelled from the other side of the door. I groaned to myself and ignored her, staying in there just a little while longer before I shut the shower off. Sliding the door open, I stepped out onto the bath floor mat; reaching for my towel off the rack, I wrapped it around my body tightly. I walked over to the bathroom mirror and wiped the steam that had formed there away, looking at myself. Again the banging on the door came, making me jump from the sound. “Can you fuckin’ wait?! I’m coming!” I yelled out to her while rolling my eyes. I sighed heavily and took my damn time in there, she could wait. As many nights as I waited up for her to come home, she could definitely wait for me to come out of this bathroom. I dried myself off and then wrapped the towel back around my body, finally unlocking and opening the bathroom door. I found Shany on the floor with her laptop in her lap, doing God knows what. I ignored her and walked straight over to my dresser to pull out panties and a bra. “Your mouth don’t work now?” Shany started with me. I looked back at her for a split second and shook my head at her, pulling out what I was looking for. “Nope.” I replied dryly. “So what’s the deal? You had so much shit to say before, now cat got your tongue? Ha. So typical of you.” I wanted to go straight flip mode on her ass right now, I was still not ready to deal with her and I was not in the mood to argue either. I knew she was going to provoke an argument though. She always did. “Leave me alone, aight?” I spat with my back still turned to her. I dropped my towel so I could slip into my bra and panties before I put on a pair of my small shorts that I often slept in and a black tank top. She slid her laptop out of her lap and sat it on the floor, pushing herself up to stand and address me now. “Leave you alone, huh? You sure about that?” There it was. The egotistical Shany, the one that felt like no matter what she did; I was just supposed to forgive and forget that it ever happened. “Yeah, this time I am. And where the fuck were you at anyway? I know you see what time it is.” I fired back at her, ready to go toe to toe with her. Usually I backed down and let her have her way with the argument, but not this time. I walked over to her where she stood now, I wanted to face her and hear her response this time. “Stop changing the subject. Why are you always tripping on me like I’m forever doing something wrong? Don’t I come home to you every night?” She guilt tripped me like she always did. “Huh? Ain’t you the one I lay up with, make love to, buy you this that and the third? Answer me!” She yelled, growing angrier with me not responding fast enough for her liking. “So the fuck what! That doesn’t mean shit when all your actions are so fucking calculated so that you can brainwash me into thinking that’s enough!” I shot back at her, now speaking with my hands and not just my mouth. “Chill out with all that hand shit. I told you about that..” Shany warned, stepping in closer to my face; closing the space between us. “Or what? What you gonna do?” I continued on, hand movements and all. Shany grabbed my wrists tightly in her hands, bringing them down at my side. Her grip got tighter as she clenched her teeth and jaw at me, looking me straight in my eyes. “Listen to me. I fucking love you. Stop it with all that insecure shit, aight? As sexy as you are, that shit makes you ugly.” She spoke to me through gritted teeth, like I was her kid and not her girlfriend. “No, you listen to me. Fuck all that shit you’re talking. I don’t believe it and I’m not going for it anymore.” I defended myself and shook my hands trying to free them of her strong grip. That only made her tighten it as she moved in even closer to me. Shany was so close to my face now, all I could feel was her breath against me. My chest was moving up and down faster now from pent up anger that I rarely got to let out and sexual frustration that was now toppling over that feeling and making my heart beat damn near out of my chest. I wanted to slap her and fuck her at the same time, but my body was too frozen to move for fear that the slap would come first. She finally let go of my wrists, dropping them from her grip roughly in one swift motion, she spun me around and pushed me back onto our bed making me collapse hard. I was about to sit up when Shany’s loud voice startled me back down. “Don’t you fucking move!” She raised her voice at me along with the back of her hand. “You wouldn’t fucking dare!” I challenged back, smirking at her. I knew she was all talk when it came to that, Shany had never put her hands on me other than sexually. When we sexed, anything and everything was a go. That was one of the things that had me hooked on her from the beginning; her sex game was something serious. I didn’t want to give into her right now, that meant she won once again. I wasn’t ready to hand over the victory to her. “I wouldn’t?” She asked, raising an eyebrow. I didn’t know what she had planned on doing. I watched her glare at me before going into the closet to retrieve something, I didn’t see what; she headed into the bathroom quickly and closed the door. Minutes later she came out and before I could look over to her, she hit the light switch on the wall; leaving me and her surrounded in darkness. I could hear her shuffling across the room until she reached the bed and it caved in slightly under her, climbing on it and moving closer to my body where I sat in the middle of the bed. Her hands traveled up my legs, moving up my thighs and pulling my shorts down along with my panties simultaneously. She got them off of me despite my efforts of trying to force my legs closed to prevent her from doing so. “If you fight me, Kierra; you’re only going to make it harder on yourself. Literally.” She spoke lowly as she threw my legs open and situated herself between them. When she did that, I felt something poking at me and I could only assume what it was. She sat her hands on top of my knees, while my legs stayed propped up and against the side of her body. Leaning down, she started to plant small and light kisses on my bare collarbone, sucking just a little. I lay there trying to force my mind not to enjoy her supple lips on my skin, but at the moment; I was failing in that too. She ran her hands down the top of my thighs, squeezing gently and moving in closer to my middle making my body break out in goosebumps that I knew she felt. “Mmmm, you like that shit.” She moaned against my skin, moving her kisses up to my neck now and circling her tongue on an area before she sucked; pulling my skin between her teeth. “Ahhhh.” I moaned out regretfully. “No, I don’t. I hate this shit and I hate you right now.” I spoke blatant lies to her. “Yeah?” Shany asked, not believing me. She let her fingers move into my middle more, running them over my pussy that spoke differently than my mouth. The tip of her finger slipped inside of me, probing my opening just enough. “Why you so fuckin’ wet then?” She asked. I ignored her, turning my head to the side, only giving her leverage to land more kisses; dragging her tongue up to my jawline and sucking there as well. She forced a moan out of me as two fingers roughly replaced the one that was just teasing my opening. “Mmmm shittt.” I moaned softly, grabbing onto the bed sheets instantly, gripping them in between my hands. “What I thought.” She bragged, letting her two fingers float in and out of me with ease from the wetness that had accumulated inside of me against my wishes. My body was relaxing more and more with each stroke her fingers made inside of me. She slid her fingers back out of me and ran them across my lips, covering them with my own juices. Forcing her fingers to part my lips, she slid them inside of my mouth making me suck them as she bit her bottom lip, watching me devour my juices off of her fingers. She grabbed the strap with her free hand and began rubbing the tip of it in small circles over my clit, before running it back down and teasing my opening the same way she’d done with her fingers. Pushing it in just a little and pulling it right back out, each time she’d go in, it’d be deeper than the time before it. I was still mad at her, but my pussy was fiending for her to work her magic like only she could. I knew her tactics, she wanted to hear me beg for the dick. “Baby…” I moaned out. “Stop playin’ and fuck me.” “Mmm. Say daddy.” She corrected me. Before I could let the word daddy leave my lips fully, Shany was sliding up inside of me with the entire length of the strap now, trailing her hand from my mouth to my knees using both of her hands and pushing my legs up toward my chest. “Daaaaaaddy!” I dragged out with moans that followed loudly. She wasted no time using that as motivation to drive in and out of me rough and quickly; she knew just how I liked it. I wanted to feel her touching the back of me and that’s just what she gave me. I gritted my teeth rolling my hips against her, feeling her strap running in and out of me now, everytime I pulled back she came in. We were working against each other now, in the best way possible; she was literally slamming herself into me, making my toes curl up and we had only just began. When my meager moaning wasn’t enough for her, she pulled out of me suddenly. “Turn over.” She instructed. I rolled myself over, propping my ass up in the air, backing up into her. She placed one hand on my hip and with the other guided the strap back inside of me slow at first. Her hand met with my ass hard making it jiggle as I began throwing it back on her. Shany’s other hand then gripped the other side of my waist, pulling me onto her harder and harder; slamming into me making me scream out in pleasure. “FUCKKKK BABY!” I yelled as the back of my thighs met with hers everytime I came down. I was literally bouncing on her now, while still rolling my hips. Everytime I rolled my hips a certain way, Shany moaned out lightly due to the way the strap was pressing up against her clit. I kept coming down on her hard, bouncing wildly as she gripped my hips tighter, nuzzling her face in my neck. Whispering into my ear in between moans, “Mmm. Tell me you love daddys dick inside of you.” She thrusted up inside of me harder, while I continued rolling my hips until I felt like I couldn’t anymore, I just wanted to be fucked now. “You know I love itttt.” I whined out to her as she ran her hands up my back and grabbed my hair; yanking my head back so her mouth was directly next to my ear. “I said, tell me you love daddys dick!” She snapped just above a whisper. “SHIT! I love daddys dick!” I said with feeling. What I was feeling was Shany digging relentlessly inside of me. This was what I was fiending for though. I needed this as much as she pissed me off, all of those ill feelings were fading away with each stroke she made inside of me. Pulling my hair even harder, she continued to whisper commands in my ear causing her to fuck me harder just to hear them screamed out. “NOWHEREEE!” I moaned loudly as smaller moans trailed afterwards, her picking up her speed once again; teasing the fuck out of me and sending me right back into the screaming match I was having with myself. “Where you going?!” She questioned me again, slapping my ass with her free hand, feeling it jiggle against her and moaning out from the sensation. “MMM! NOWHERE, DADDY! NOWHEREEE!” I screamed out louder, throwing it back on her even harder. “Ahhh shit. Throw that ass back, baby! Twerk that shit for daddy!” Shany said as she released the grip she had on my hair, making me collapse onto the bed somewhat. I let my hands fall flat as I grinded against her more, rolling my hips back harder and harder building up both of our orgasms. I knew mine wasn’t too far away, my stomach muscles were tightening and I could feel my blood rushing and my breathing becoming shallow. I arched my back and spread my legs as she pumped in and out of me, the sounds of our skin clapping and how wet my pussy was along with moaning and screaming is what filled the otherwise quiet room. “You gonna cum for me, babe?” Shany asked me, barely at a whisper. I knew she was ready to cum, she always asked me that to see if we were on the same page. It was rare that we didn’t cum at the same time. I bit my bottom lip hard, mumbling out to her. “Mmm, fuck yes baby. Make me cum!” As soon as I said that, she pulled out of me quickly; unhooking the strap on from around her and throwing it, not giving a fuck. She pulled my by my hips, pushing me onto my side slightly, situating herself between my legs so our pussies were right up against each other. I spread my legs wide for her as she did the same; we both began grinding harder into one another. Shany grabbed my ass in her hands, pulling me harder and harder; rolling herself against me, our clits rubbing endlessly and both of us feeling shockwaves shoot through our bodies from our matching piercings down there touching. “Yessss yessss oh my fuckin’ God, yessss!” I moaned out, thrusting into her harder and faster, feeling my orgasm creeping up faster. “Mmmm, shit baby! Cum for me, cum for me..” Shany repeated herself through moans, her moaning sparking something within me. We both grinded our hardest as I felt my orgasm wash over me, grabbing the side of the mattress as I never slowed down my thrusts against her. Shany followed right behind me, making me bounce on me, while still rolling into me; out clits sliding off of each other, both of us wetter than we have ever been and only growing wetter. Our moans filled the room as we came together, my legs shaking against her thighs and her digging her nails into me. I grabbed onto her tightly as my orgasm began to hit its calming point, hers doing the same. Once I felt like I had regained control of my own body, I pulled her onto me; still letting her rest between my legs. I collapsed my lips into hers, kissing her bottom lip softly before sucking on it. Shany returned my kiss, nibbling on my top lip and sliding her tongue playfully across it. Both of our bodies covered lightly in sweat, I leaned up to peck her lips once more. This right here and what took place prior is the precise reason why she kept winning with me. All she had to do was aggressively take control, which she always did and all else was forgotten about. I closed my eyes with her resting on top of me comfortably as I thought about my plan of action for the next time. This was going to be the last time she fucked me and controlled the situation; next time we were trading places and I was going to remind her why she really fell in love with me in the first place.

Author | Kierra Posted | June 2012

[1] Ummmmmm?????? Three paragraphs in and I was speechless, then the relief flooded when we found out it was a nightmare - holy fuck! That first part was intense!!!! I thought, 'no wonder he's getting a spinoff, his time was cut short!!!' I just..... words??? There are none????? (Spoiler: I find some) I will never get over how you write their thoughts and feelings honestly, like that paragraph of her worrying about being the trigger was like a psychological study or something, maaaaan

[2] The fluff after the nightmare 👌👌 I'm dying to know what he's not telling her. And obvs what she's now not telling him !!! Like biiiiiitchhhh what the hell is going on?!?! My jaw dropped so many times. Me @ me: "no face journeys". I had to force myself not to scream and make noise 'cause my family's asleep. How the hell are you so good what the fuck, did you sell your soul to the devil or something lmao. Like turn this into a show or film puh-lease!!!!

skfhielhrdiulhir I love you thank you!!! It feels like my soul was sucked out of me for this chapter ngl lmao IT HURT ME TOO but oiwhdi I want to EXPLODE when you say it should be more than fic like holy fuck thank you

Forever Chapter 16

flourish. - peter parker

part four!

genre: i still don't know

warnings: none

pairing(s): peter p x reader eventually

words: 2793

parts: one , two , three

A/N: Maaaaan there’s still no fluffy reader x peter and IM SORRY i promise that will make an appearance in the next chapter though. I feel so bad that I’ve been leaving it out though sksksk. Anyway, I have part of the next chapter written but I dunno how to finish it so if you’re a great writer hmu ! As always if you have any suggestions, questions, predictions, or feedback please leave it in my ask. Thank you for giving this a chance, ily all.

It was two months into the school year. You, Peter, MJ, and Peter were sitting in a McDonald's arguing about stupid things and somehow spider-man came up.

"Yeah, I know Spider-Man is a guy in a suit but like wouldn't it just be cooler if it was a Spider-Man was a spider in a human suit."

"No! No! Y/N that's the stupidest thing you've ever said and you say a lot of stupid shit." MJ said.

"You don't even like spiders, Y/N. What makes you think that's a good idea?" Peter asked.

"Okay, alright, get off my back."

Peter's hair on his arms stood up like he suddenly got cold. The boy scrambled out of the store with his backpack, stumbling over his words while trying to come up with a viable excuse.

"What's up with your friend, Ned?" You asked.

Peter had been scrambling out of places like just now often these days. He quit most of his clubs saying he had no time for them anymore but nothing's really changed. Although, he did pick up this internship with Tony Stark. You considered that may be why your friend was running around everywhere but then you realized Stark wouldn't be making him work until late hours in the night when you all were supposed to go to a movie together. It didn't make sense and both you and MJ had your suspicions. Especially since Ned was always covering for him. Something was fishy.

"Nothing is up, just Stark overworking the poor kid."

"You say that like every time. If you're gonna lie at least make it believable." MJ said, gathering her things and getting up to go.

You gave Ned a sorry smile. If there was one thing MJ disliked, it was being lied to.

You followed behind her, saying your goodbyes as you left the fast food restaurant.

"I can't believe they continue to lie to our faces. As if we haven't proved that we're trustworthy enough."

Times like these would make you feel guilty. It feels like she was speaking about you. Technically, you were lying to her and it made you feel really bad. There wasn't really anything you could do about it though.

"Yeah. Maybe it's something they aren't allowed to talk about though."

"This isn't the time for your positivity, Y/N. Our friends are keeping something from us and it's killing me, bro."

"MJ, it's none of our business. We should just drop it."

"You've been acting weird too, Y/N. It kind of sucks that even you won't tell me. We're like best friends. I tell you everything the least you can do is return the favor." She said to you before walking off in the direction of her house.

You sighed. MJ was fine with people not telling her things, she was usually able to figure it out on her own. This time around though, she couldn't figure out was going on and you can tell she was frustrated.

You walked home with a frown and your mom noticed as soon as you walked through the door.

"Hi, my love. Why the long face?" She asked pulling you into a hug.

"I wanna tell MJ."

Your mom released you from your embrace and sighed.

"I don't know much about this whole superpower thing but I do know that I trust you and I trust MJ. If you want to tell people, I really can't stop you but please understand that you have to trust the people you tell. You can't just go around telling everyone you can make water move."

"I don't plan on telling everyone. I plan on telling MJ. I know about the whole great power comes great responsibility thing, I never plan on telling anyone outside of my circle but I don't plan on telling everyone now."

"Okay, sweetheart. You're a smart girl. I know you'll make good decisions." Your mom kissed your forehead and went back to the kitchen to finish making dinner. + The next day, MJ was distant. You two walked around with each other, as you normally would, but you knew she was still upset. During last period, you texted her to meet you outside of Midtown.

Today, you would be telling MJ about your weird abilities and hopefully she won't laugh in your face or distance herself in fear.

The last bell rang and you scrambled out of the classroom. When you got outside, MJ was already standing there.

"Hey, MJ."

"Hi."

"You probably already knew but there is something I've been keeping from you."

"Y'know what, Y/N? You don't have to tell me anything you don't want to. I realize that if there's something you haven't told me there's reason for it and I'm in no place to pry."  

"No, it's okay. I want to tell you."

She nodded.

"Lets go to my place, no one should be home."

You and MJ hopped on the bus for five stops and walked the two blocks to your apartment building. It was empty as you suspected.

MJ sat on the couch and you did the same.

"Do you remember when we first hung out and we played 21 questions?"

"Yeah." she said with a smile.

"I told you my dad left but I never really told you why."

Her eyes softened, like she knew what was gonna happen.

"So basically, this thing was injected into one of my great grandfathers. Whatever it became a dominant gene on my dad's side. Everyone from that side of the family was born with some sort of special ability. But my dad wasn't. My mom told me was insecure about it and it made him feel insignificant. I can understand that. He was different from everyone else. But then I was born. I guess my dad had the gene because I too have special abilities."

MJ's jaw dropped.

"Uh he left, my dad, he left because i guess he felt threatened by me, a baby."

"Y/N, this is big."

"Yeah and I totally get it. If you need time to process or anything, I understand."

"What can you do?"

"I can uh, I can manipulate Water, Air, Fire, and the Earth I guess."

"Are you shitting me right now?"

You lept off the couch and headed straight for your kitchen. You poured out a glass of water and set it on the table.

MJ stood behind you as you put your hand into a claw position. You raised your hands and the water lifted out of the cup.

"What the fuck?"

"Yeah, that's something I can do. There's more though. Like, a lot more. I don't really understand anything yet but yeah."

"Y/N, I am so sorry for making you feel guilty about telling me this. If I had known it was something of this extent, I wouldn't have said anything."

"It's okay. It's in your nature to wanna know everything."

MJ pulled you into the tightest hug she's ever given you. A wave of relief overcame your body.

"I swear on my life that I will keep this secret until I die, Y/N." MJ said.

"Thank you. You don't know how much it means to me that you're still here for me."

"I'll always be here for you. Always."

She released you from your hug.

"But this still doesn't explain why Peter has been acting so weird." you said.

"Fuck, Y/N!" MJ said, a look of realization coming over her face.

"What? Did I do something?"

"Yes, you did! Peter has an internship with Tony Stark right?"

You nodded.

"What is Tony Stark?"

"A billionaire, genius, and playboy?"

"He's also Iron Man!"

"Uh huh."

"When Peter started his internship crime rates went down because of Spider-man. Before the suit he has now, the one we're all familiar with, Spider-man had this really weird homemade looking suit. Around the time Peter started his internship, Spidey got a new suit."

You were finally catching on to what MJ was trying to say.

"And Spider-man is always fighting crime around the time Peter randomly leaves!" you added.

"Exactly! What if our good friend, Peter, quit all the clubs he was in so he'd have more time to be spider-man and save our city?" MJ asked.

"MJ, you genius!"

"I do try."

The two of you laugh.

"I mean, I had my suspicions before but this just takes the cake!" she said.

"So what are we gonna do with this information?" you asked.

"I kind of wanna mess with the kid. Do some harmless teasing, y'know?"

you nodded.

+

"Anyway, did you guys see what happened yesterday on the news? Spider-man stopped a jewelry store robbery." You asked.

You and MJ had decided to tease Peter by buying at least a weeks worth of Spider-man merch. You two thought it would make him uncomfortable but it was obvious enough for him to catch on eventually.

"Yeah, I heard the place was left in shambles though." MJ said.

"I'm sure that was the fault of the criminals and not spider-man." Peter interjected.

"yeah, i can imagine."

"I wonder who's behind the mask." MJ said.

"I bet whoever it is, is hot." You added.

Peter’s cheeks flushed red.

"Like, they probably have rock hard abs and pretty eyes." you continued.

Ned snickered and Peter kicked him.

"Sad you'll never know what he looks like." Ned said earning another kick from Peter.

"Yeah. Anyway! Ned and Peter, how was your night yesterday?"

"Oh, um, my...my night was f-fine. I did my chem homework and st-stuff."

"I thought you finished your chem homework in class."

"Yeah, Peter. What were you really doing  last night?"

"Who cares what Peter was doing last night? I watched three fast and furious movies before passing out! That's way more interesting than anything Peter could've been doing because he's boring, y'know?"

You and MJ tried your hardest to hold back giggles.

Peter's demeanor changed. You looked to where he was looking and saw that Flash had walked up to the two of you.

"Hey, I came over here to invite Y/N and MJ to my party tonight but i guess Ned and Penis can come too."

"Oh thank you, Flash but-"

"Great! Wear something sexy." he winked at you and left.

"Gross!" MJ blurted.

"Uh you okay, Y/N?" Ned asked.

"I'm fine. Is Peter okay?" You asked.

The three of you turned to him to see his hands balled up into fists.

"Dude, It's okay. We aren't gonna go to his party." MJ said.

"I'm fine." he told us.

We went back to eating our lunch, not necessarily knowing how to lighten the mood. + The next day you walked into the cafeteria sporting a Spider-man hoodie. You were halfway to the table when someone's wrist grabbed yours.

"Didn't catch you at the party last night."

"That's because i didn't go."

your hands started to heat up.

"Aw, why babe? You know we would've had a good time."

"Flash, let go of me now or I will punch you in the face."

"Ooh, she's feisty." Flash let go and you ran off to the table with your friends.

"Y/N, are you okay?" Peter was the first to ask.

"Just. Peachy."

your hands absentmindedly formed the claw position that enabled your powers. the pipes of water fountain shook and exploded. all over flash. after you realized what you'd done your eyes widened in shock.

MJ looked at you with the same look you had on your face.

"was that you?" she whispered.

you nodded slow. Janitors we're rushing to the fountain attempting to stop the burst of water.

Ned was trying his hardest to hold back a laugh and Peter was staring at you and Michelle with a look of confusion on his face.

The bell rang and Peter grabbed your hand. He pulled back because they were still heated and you ran off with MJ.

You two decided to sit in the back of the class. You would be able to talk about the previous events without any interruption.

"Why'd you do that? Aren't you supposed to be hiding your powers?"

"Yeah, I am but I didn't do that on purpose. It kind of just happened."

"That can't happen again. Peter and Ned are smart, they'll figure it out that something is weird."

"I think Peter already thinks something is weird. He had this look on his face after it happened, like he was trying to figure it out. He tried to stop me on my way out but I ran away before he could."

"Yeah, I saw that. He pulled back."

"When I get upset my hands get really hot. It used to be a big problem when I was younger but it hasn't happened in like forever."

"Jesus, Y/N."

Your phone buzzed with a text from Peter. You showed MJ the text and a wave of worry overcame her.

"I was planning on telling the boys. Just not now, not yet."

She gave you a small smile.

"It's okay, Y/N. Remember I always got your back."

After a long three hours, the two of you made your way to the Mcdonald's and saw that both Peter And Ned were sitting in a booth.

"I took the liberty of buying you two a burger but in return, we ask that you tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth."

The both of you nodded.

"You have to pinky promise." Peter said.

MJ rolled her eyes.

You wrapped your finger around Peters and MJ did the same.

"I think you guys know something about me that you shouldn't and I think I know something about Y/N that I shouldn't."

"Oh what do we know about you?"

"You can drop the act. We caught you red-handed and we're taking you in." Ned said. You assumed they were doing a good cop/bad cop thing.

"shut up, Ned." Peter whispered.

"You know that I'm...you know..."

"No, Peter. I don't think we know. Maybe you should say it."

"MJ can you stop being difficult for one second!" Peter yelled.

It caught the two of you off guard. He was serious and we were making a joke out of it.

"Yeah, Peter. We do know that you're Spider-Man." You admitted.

"I TOLD YOU!" Ned yelled.

"And even if we didn't, we definitely know now." MJ added.

"What do you know about me, Peter?" You asked half-hoping he didn't know.

"Whatever happened at lunch today was your fault."

"There's no way you could possibly back that up. Y/N wasn't even close enough to the water fountain to-"

"That's why I know she has powers. The way she looked after it happened. She looked...she looked scared." he explained.

"And MJ was in on it too. She always is." Ned added.

She rolled her eyes at Ned's comment.

"Why are we here boys? Why did you need to know whether we knew about your secret identity or not? Why did you need to know if Y/N has powers or not? which by the way isn't confirmed." MJ inquired.

"Listen, I'm not supposed to be telling you this but Mr. Stark is dealing with this duo of villains. One of them has a pyro suit and we don't know how to catch the other one. We don't even know who the other is or what he can do." Peter said.

"What are they going after?" MJ asked

"Huh?"

"Every villain has a motive. What do these guys want?" She added.

"Oh, I never really asked." he answered.

"Clearly, you guys need to lure them out with whatever they're looking for and then that's when you catch them." MJ advised.

"Oh. I guess that makes sense. I'll be sure to suggest that to Mr. Tony when we go upstate this weekend."

"Who is we?" You asked.

"You and I?" He replied.

"What makes you think my mom will just let me go on a spontaneous trip upstate? My mom doesn't even like Stark."

"What? How can anyone not like Stark?" He asked.

"With all the shit the Avengers have done, I promise you it's very possible, Pete." MJ said

"I'll tell my mom about this Stark internship thing and we'll see what she says, if not then i guess you guys will have to find another hero or something." You said.

"We need you." Peter said.

"Really? You haven't even asked her what she can do. How could you possibly know she'd be of use?" MJ asked.

"She's got a point, dude." Ned whispered.

"What can you do, Y/N?"

"Manipulate Air, Water, Earth, and Fire."

"Woah so you're like Aang from the last air bender!" Ned exclaimed.

"That's so sick!" Peter added.

"But anyway, we definitely can use you. Put water versus fire and water wins."

"Okay, I'll help. Well, I'll try."

"Yes!"

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Glühwein and Girl Talk - an Everlark drabble

The lovely @litlifelover and I have some of the most interesting discussions, and hopefully she’ll forgive me for turning one of them into this little drabble.

This one’s for you, M ;) I’m still keeping three Chrises...

“You can’t have all of the Chrises, Katniss, you have to save at least one for me,” Madge giggled, the warm ruby liquid in her cup threatening to slosh over the edge.

“Careful with that, drunkie,” Katniss snickered. “Peeta will be cheesed if you spill Glühwein all over his couch.” Madge rolled her eyes at the botched pronunciation.

“Who are you calling drunkie, drunkie?” Madge giggled again, but put the cup down anyway. “Peeta never gets cheesed,” she continued. “Your roomie is the most even-tempered guy I’ve ever met.”

“He has to be, to put up with me.” Katniss winked, and grabbed another cheese puff from the tray Peeta, her best friend forever, and roommate since they finished college a year and a half ago, had prepared earlier. He’d baked several trays of treats - both savoury and sweet - for her Christmas girls night in. But six hours into her annual celebration of mulled wine and bitching, the trays were nearly empty and all that remained of the Glühwein was two very drunk women and the lingering scent of orange and cloves. “Fine,” Katniss said, returning to their conversation. “I'll give you one Chris, your choice... but I'm keeping Henry Cavill.”

“Oh maaaaan,” Madge groaned. “You have three Chrises, you have to at least share Henry, I'm sorry, those are the rules.”

“Well,” Katniss acquiesced. “Henry is so big, we could share and not even notice that we're both clinging to him.”

Madge burst into laughter. “Although, if he keeps the mustache, you can have him.”

Katniss shuddered. “I hate the porn ‘stache too.” “Okay then, you get three Chrises, I get one, and we share Henry ... you’re getting a better deal here, girlfriend.”

Katniss nodded. “I think you need one more to add to your harem.”

Madge picked up her cup again. “I can't think of a single attractive man now. What's in this stuff anyway?”

“Uhm,” Katniss wrinkled her brow, thinking back to earlier when Peeta had been cooking and she'd been assisting. “Cloves. Cinnamon. Cardamom. Orange peel. Peach juice. And four bottles of wine.” Minus the glass Peeta had poured for her as a helper payment.

“It's sooooo good,” Madge sighed, draining the last of her cup. “Oh! Tom Hardy. Add him to my list.” Katniss scowled.

“I just don't get what you see in him.”

Madge grinned. “He looks like Gale.” Katniss rolled her eyes. As much as she loved Madge, being reminded of her friend’s perfect relationship just made Katniss all the more aware of her own complete lack of romantic prospects. Hence, the imaginary harem she was building of hot men.

“What about Armie Hammer?”

“Who's that again?”

“Madge! He’s only the hottest guy on the planet!”

“Talking about me, are you?” Katniss looked up with a start to see her best friend walking through the apartment door. Peeta crossed the room, unwinding the scarf from around his neck and shaking snow from his overlong curls. He stopped in front of her, leaning down to press a kiss to her hair.

“You’re home early,” Katniss said, but the smile was clear in her voice. Peeta laughed, holding out his arm for her to read his wristwatch.

“Rye and I closed out the bar,” he said. “It’s half past two, Kitten.” Katniss flushed with pleasure at the nickname that only he was ever allowed to use.

“I thought you were going back to his place?” she said, gazing up at his wide smile and winter-kissed cheeks.

“I thought so too, but he decided he’d rather keep company with a girl he picked up at the bar.” Katniss snorted; that was pretty typical of Peeta’s brother.

“And you couldn’t find a one-night-stand of your own?” Madge laughed, but Katniss frowned. Peeta hadn’t brought any girls to their apartment the entire time they’d been roommates, and the idea of him doing so now made her strangely uncomfortable.

Peeta stood, rubbing the back of his neck as he turned to acknowledge Madge. “Ah, no, wasn’t looking,” he said. “And how are you, lovely Madge?”

“I am a little tipsy on this very nice Glühwein you made for us.”

“I’m surprised Katniss let you have any of it,” he laughed. “It’s her favourite you know.” He started towards the kitchen, calling back over his shoulder, “Where are the rest of the ladies?”

“Their boyfriends all picked them up already,” Katniss called back, pouting. Except for Madge, the others had all bailed early, anxious to spend time with their significant others.

“Meant more wine for us,” Madge said, wrapping her arm around Katniss. “But I should really head home too.” Katniss nodded, and Madge pulled out her phone to text her boyfriend for a ride.

While they waited for Gale to make the four-and-a-half minute drive over to the apartment, Katniss pulled up Armie Hammer in google images. “See,” she slurred. “Totally hot. He’s exactly my type.” She sighed. “So pretty.”

Madge stared at the phone screen for a long time, flipping through image after image with a thoughtful expression. “You know, he looks an awful lot like Peeta.” Madge squinted. “A slightly older Peeta, maybe.”

Katniss snatched the phone from her friend’s hand and gawked at the screen. Bright blue eyes. Ashy blond hair that flopped appealing over his forehead. Perfectly defined pecs. Shit, he really did look like Peeta. Her jaw dropped and she lifted her glassy gaze to Madge’s

Madge was smirking. “And the Chrises, they all kind of look like Peeta too, blondies with big blue eyes…”

“Stop,” Katniss whined, and Madge laughed.

“I’m just saying…” The doorbell ringing put a halt to any further teasing.

Peeta reappeared, wrapping an arm around Katniss as she said goodnight to Madge and Gale. When the door closed, Katniss looked up to find Peeta was gazing down at her, a soft smile lighting his handsome face. “What?” she said, but she was smiling too. It was hard not to smile around Peeta.

“Missed you tonight,” he said. “That’s all.”

“Me too,” she smiled. She twisted in his arms, pivoting to really look at Peeta, whose eyes twinkled in amusement at her inspection. It was true that he resembled Armie Hammer, they were both strikingly handsome. But Armie Hammer didn’t make her Glühwein or cheese buns. Armie Hammer didn’t hold her hand when she was scared or send her flowers when she got that promotion. The more she looked at the beautiful, kind man standing beside her, the more she realized that all of the Chrises and Henrys and Armies in the world couldn’t compare to Peeta. He was the real deal.

Look at me, participating in social media #selfie things. Adorable, right? Well, here they are: my first and most recent profile picture. Funny to say "most recent" because it's from early 2016. I haven't considered updating it very often because it still represents how I feel. It's who I am after a decade of helplessly watching my #heart be ground into powder by people I #loved; a decade of soul-shattering #tragedies such as a #miscarriage, a #suicide of someone I loved with every fiber of my being, and the #death of my best friend: my father. As if his death wasn't awful enough, I'm still relentlessly haunted by the look of wide-eyed and slack-jawed fear I saw on his face when I walked into his hospital room. Too #dark, I know. Gotta #staypositive, right? #Nonegativevibes, maaaaan! Funny too how that first picture was taken. I took that for a girl who I once wanted to marry, who has since cut me out of her life because having any sort of contact with me would make her insecure man-childfriends jealous. Ç'est la vie. I can't even remember the last time I played the #piano, but I actually do want to start again sometime. At least wanting to is better than nothing at all, which is what I've been fighting for so many years of my life. The #nothing, the numbness, that's where most of the past decade resides. I think back on it, and it just feels like gazing over a nuclear wasteland. Part of me is amazed I'm still here drawing breath: the part of me that desperately wishes on so many occasions that I'd take the easy way out once and for all. Another part of me isn't surprised at all, because I love my mother, and I made a promise to my father at his memorial that I wouldn't let them win. Leave it to me to take an innocuous social media thing and make it way too personal, right? Well, fuck right off a cliff if you have a problem with it. Anyway, the pictures. Basically, the first one was made to feel inviting, and the current one was made to say, "Stay the fuck away from me. You will find nothing left to abuse behind these blank eyes." So, yeah, time is a crazy thing, isn't it? Crazy how it's always moving forward an' shit, right? Crazy, crazy, #crazy. 🤪👍 https://www.instagram.com/p/BsjVBbLBswG/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=hgw86n60fl22

Mobcraft Chronicles

Chapter 1: The Game

In a dungeon well-lit by a lava pool, a dusty skeleton lies inanimate on a wall. His name was Jon.

Five meters away from Jon, a rotting zombie cups his left ear- or only ear- to another wall, listening. He calls himself "Bih" because that is all he could remember of his name, since certain parts of his brain have long since withered away.

As Bih was listening to the wall, he heard a cow's moo from the outside.

"Jon!" called an excited Bih. Jon woke up surprised and slightly annoyed.

"What is it, Bih?" grumbled Jon.

"I hear food!"

"What do you mean?"

"I hear a cow!"

"C'mon, Bih! We've got plenty of steak in here!" Jon yelled, but since Bih's only ear was now again pressed against the wall, he didn't hear him.

Bih then, without any other thoughts but food and his natural pathway-finding AI, turned around and started speed-walked towards the dungeon exit.

"Where are you going?" asked Jon worriedly.

"Out, comrade! Out to find a beefs- I mean beef!" Bih replied.

"Wha- Aren't you going to bring any weapons?"

"A smart man will never come at towards the trench!"

"What about dumb men? Or archers? They can still shoot you no matter where you are!"

"You a paranoids. I'll be find- er, uh, fine! Yeah, I think that's it!"

Jon sighed. "I'm coming with you," he said. "I may not need food, but I do need you to stay alive."

Jon rose and opened the dungeon chest to grab his bow and sword. The two roommates walked out of their home and stopped at the four meter wide trench and stared at the drop below. There, at the bottom of the trench (which was two meters deep) stood an old, but plump cow, which made Bih's mouth water. Meanwhile, a young player with the name tag "OwenBurger12" was walking throughout the forest near the trench, for he too heard the cow's moos, and his hunger bar was down to three and a half.

'Thank goodness, an animal!' he thought to himself. 'And once I eat, I'll have enough energy to sprint all the way back home!' As Owen finally made it to the trench, he spotted Jon and Bih on the other side.

"Uh-oh." said Owen. Bih groaned in worry. "Okay then," said Owen as he drew out his iron sword. "Let's get this over wi-" Owen was interrupted by the arrow that struck him in the knee. "Oh, are you serious!?" Just after that, Bih sprinted towards the trench, pounced on Owen, and began pounding his face with his undead fists. Owen, having had enough, punched him in the jaw, which temporarily stunned Bih. Owen then rose up from his pinned position, about to strike.

"Ready..." Jon pulled back his bow. "Aim..." Jon aimed at the tree behind Owen, where a nearby creeper was standing. "Fire!" cracked the skeleton as he released his bow. The arrow flew over the trench and had hit its designated area, which was the second block of wood of the tree (to Jon's chagrin). Owen turned around in question and made eye-to-eye contact with the creeper behind him.

"That'sss a very nice iron sssword you've got there," hissed the menacing mob. "It'sss a ssshame it hasss to go away ssso sssoon... ssssssss-"

BOOM!

Dirt and wood flew, and OwenBurger12 was nothing but smoke and scattered items.

"UGH

why does this always happen to me?!" typed an upset Owen into the server's chat. Unsurprisingly, other players teased at him for his misadventure. If Jon had skin, you would've seen a smirk on his face.

'That would've taught that noob not to come near our trench again!' thought Jon, proudly. Then, he suddenly remembered something he wished he hadn't forgot.

'Oh no! I forgot all about Bih!' worried Jon as he ran towards the edge of the trench, just to see Bih on his stomach, legs out of sight. Such force from the creeper's explosion had blown them to the bottom of the trench.

"Bih! Are you okay?"

"Trench!"

"What?"

"Ah, yeah, I'm fine! No need to fret!"

"Uh... Where are your-" wondered Jon as he slowly tilted his head downwards, just to see Bih's pair of upside-down legs jump back to their feet and quickly rejoined the rest of his body as he launched himself onto them.

"Ta-da!" said Bih triumphantly with his arms spread out.

"Oh." finished Jon whilst regaining his composure. "Well now..." said Jon as looked towards the rising sun. "I believe we should be going back now!"

"Heh, you said 'now' twice." chuckled Bih as he stacked himself out of the ditch with dirt.

"Hey... Did you get that cow, friend?" asked Jon.

"Huh? What co- OH YEAH THAT COW.... Um... Possibiny-"

"Possibly."

"Thanks, possibly! But really, to be honest,"

"Let me guess, you didn't?"

Bih turned around and peered down at the trench. The cow wasn't there. "Awwww maaaaan!" Bih groaned.

"Correct-a-mundo..." mumbled Jon disappointedly to himself.

Bih sat on the ground and held his head down. Jon then walked over to him and placed his hand on his shoulder.

"It's fine Bih," reassured Jon. "We could always hunt tomorrow night anyway-" Jon was interrupted by the crackling sound of fire.

"What's that?!" asked Bih, surprised. He then turned his head to see Jon frantically try to put out his flaming hand. Bih started to feel a bit warm as well, as his skin was starting to sizzle. "Uh-oh..." said Bih.

A split-second later, both were already in flames, running for their afterlives.

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