"Never call a girl a bitch," I glared into his eyes as he opened them, piercing into me, the bright blue drink I had just poured over him still dripping from his dark hair. "Or she just might act like one." I gave him one last sarcastic smile before pushing by him and walking away, practically strutting. Well, this year will be fun... • • • • Crystal Summers; a self-proclaimed expert in all things sarcastic and the human embodiment of destructive decisions. Trying to get away from her troubled past, she moves with her mom to California to start a new life, and potentially not screw this one up. There, she quickly meets Scarlett and Savanah, her new-found partners in crime, and her life finally begins to feel normal again for the first time in years. But she just so happens to also collide with the school's sexy, notorious jackass, Ashton Monroe.. and his pack of asswipes. She loathes him, and the feeling is mutual. But as the poets say, the line separating love and hate is a very thin one. And often times, when two people hate each other, it can grow into much more. Hopeless devotion, if you will... • • • • !!!TRIGGER WARNING!!! • slight mention(s) of suicidal concepts • substance abuse, addiction, anxiety, PTSD • sexual assault, domestic abuse • strong language and mature scenes • • • •

"I'll still visit, if that's what you're worried about." "Good. I'm glad." - Working as Tony's assistant for a few years, Riley Loftin became close with the whole team, before deciding it's finally time for them to find a new job. But after a particular A.I wanted all humans extinct, their hunt for a new start took an unexpected turn. Their friendship with the Avengers helped them through the struggle of moving on, both from the bad memories they were clinging onto and from their crush on a certain Norse God. - ||This story follows the events of Avengers: Age of Ultron|| - ||Story Contains: foul language, fight scenes, mentions and descriptions of death||

Steve and the reader have a tumultuous relationship, made worse by his past with Peggy Carter, a traumatic injury with lasting effects, and an unlikely support from a teammate that suddenly goes beyond friendship. Will the relationship with Steve survive, or will there be one too many obstacles for either of them to overcome? Cover art by: @voidmaximoff

•~• Doing Finnick, Gale, Peeta and Cato >~< Leave requests in Comments or Pm me •~•

This is a fan fiction on the 76th Hunger games! When the rebellions won the power in Panem, president Coin suggested to arrange one last hunger games, but this time, the tributes would be children from the capitol.

A sequel to Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins if Finnick Odair didn't die😭.

What if Gale volunteered for Peeta's place in The Games? Read to find out! 😁

The boy with a crippled foot was a tribute in the 74th hunger games. The boy with the crippled foot was from district ten. The boy with the crippled foot never returned home. He was killed. And this is his story.

You and Peeta have been best friends growing up, but by the time the 74th Hunger Games rolls around, you have developed a serious crush for him. Such a shame that you were both reaped to represent District 12 in the Hunger Games this year--in fact, no one saw it coming. Just before you were both thrown into the arena, he professes his love to another girl in front of the entire nation...and your world immediately collapses. What would it take for you to cope once you are thrown into the arena? How would you deal with your feelings? Would Peeta notice his mistake...or would he remain forever oblivious to your feelings? And what happens when another tribute starts developing feelings for you during the Games? Anything can happen in this twist of the 74th annual Hunger Games. **I DO NOT OWN THE HUNGER GAMES. All credit goes to Suzanne Collins.** Highest Achievement: #654 in Fanfiction [CURRENTLY UNDERGOING MAJOR EDITS.]

Basically short stories that I'll write about Gale, Peeta, Cato, and Finnick! I may do other characters if you request it. All of these will come from my imagination or from ideas that I pick up.