not mine obviously but it's amazing

One time I was out shopping with my mom and I started playing with a display thing, and she was like “What are you doing?” and I sarcastically was like “Worshiping Satan, obviously” and she was like “Seems a bit conceited to worship yourself, but whatever makes you happy”


I’ve watched this video SO many times now. I can’t express how much it has helped me in all different kinds of ways. It’s not just because of the testosterone changes, but just the way he talks about stuff and gives out a lot of hope. The video is a bit over 3 years old now, but if you haven’t watched it already then please watch it. Emery, who’s in the video seems amazing and the video is just really amazing in itself. 

Strip Mario Kart - Everlark

So I’ve been through a really rough few weeks (I had a miscarriage a couple weeks ago) and was planning on submitting this or another fic to S2SL, but life obviously got in the way.  I finally got my inspiration back in the form of this very light happy everlark fic I’ve had in mind forever.  Someone (I don’t remember who) posted a cartoon drawing of everlark playing Strip Mario Kart forever ago and its been in my head ever since.

It is somewhere between one shot and drabble length, so I’ll call it a drabble-shot.  All mistakes are mine.  And I’m dedicating it to such a wonderful fandom (particularly Court for being amazing, streetlightlove1 for putting together such a great fundraiser and hawthornewhisperer, even though I know she isn’t a big everlark fan) that is always here to give me an escape from real life when things get hard.

I know that if I weren’t drunk right now, there is no way in hell I would ever suggest something so ridiculous.  With my best friend, no less.  But after two margaritas at the taco place after dinner and a beer back at Peeta’s apartment, it seems like the best idea I’ve ever come up with.  

We’ve been playing Mario Kart since we got back and so far we’re in a dead heat, with two wins each.

“What do you say we kick this game up a notch?” I say as I run to the fridge for another beer.

“What did you have in mind?” he asked as I tossed him one.

“Three words.  Strip…Mario ….Kart.” I start giggling and he just laughs.  

“Ha, ha Katniss, very funny,” is all he says after taking a swig.

“I’m totally serious!” I exclaim.

“You’re drunk,” he laughs. “Don’t me wrong, I love drunk Katniss. You scowl way less than normal. But there is no way you are serious right now.”

I try to scowl but it quickly turns into a giggle.  “I’m just drunk enough to think it is a great idea, and just sober enough to know I’m gonna kick your ass.” Peeta laughs but says nothing.  “Come on Peeta, best friends play strip Mario Kart all the time.”

“Don’t you think it might…” he hesitates, “Complicate things?”

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