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Sorry for the long time no see.... But I'm on my Christmas break now, so I can write/draw stuff again! Yayyy :) One little problem... I don't really have any ideas. So let them come?

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This is the last part and that feels... weird. It's like, this is my first actual long thing that I do and I am really proud of it and people read it and that is beautiful to me. And now it's the end of this first project. SFF SFW, about 1100 words Flula stayed over that night and hasn’t left either. Before meeting us, he had been staying in hotels. On our walk home, we decided he cold sleep with us that night, so we picked up his bags. So the last 2 weeks he stayed with us too. We had become our own little, video-making, game-playing, cocktail-drinking family. Everyone seemed pretty happy in our current situation. As did I. I just wished I could’ve told my parents… That I could’ve seen them once again. The days rushed by, filled with fun and jokes. We had our times together, as individuals apart and, of course, as couples apart. Hannah and Sarah were still going strong, as they had been for ages, but Grace and I stood by each others’ side whenever needed too. We were a happy couple, we both didn’t ask much from each other. Just being together was enough, it always was. Mamrie never thought about Brendan anymore. Flula was the best thing that could’ve happened to her, right then and there. But lets get to today. Because today Grace Helbig and I are hanging around in our bed. I’m sitting straight up, with a pillow against my back. Grace is lying next to me, with her knees pulled up and her head against my stomach. We are talking, but just about nothing in particular. I’m drawing. To be more specific, I’m drawing Grace. She’s my favourite person to draw, well guess why. “You know what I’d love,’ she starts, it’s not a question, just the beginning of a story. I hum, telling her to continue. “To go on a holiday. With all six of us. Maybe in a little house at a quiet beach. Then we’d all make long walks and bonfires. We’d roast marshmallows and go to bed after the sun rose. Maybe we could even swim in the ocean, or we could hire a boat… Instead, we could also spend a while in the country, in a barn or something, y’know? You and Sarah would make breakfast and Goose could play in the fields. We could feel like kids and play hide and seek in a cornfield. We could ride horses. But I guess a cabin in the woods would be beautiful… And Hannah and Mamrie would sure love that! We’d have to watch out we wouldn’t lose Beanz though…” She giggled while telling about her holiday fantasies. In the meantime, I had finished the sketch of Grace. “Yeah maybe we should do that… But for now, can you give me my pen babe?” I spoke softly, halfway lost in thought. She handed me the pen, when our door opened. Grace sat up too. Flula came in asking us if we wanted to join for a game. Of course we were totally joining. Game time was pretty much our favourite time. We were playing a party game, in which you needed teams of two people. Hannah insisted on being on Grace’s team, as she thought she hadn’t been for way too long. Flula and Sarah teamed up, which we all knew would be a hilarious combination. Sarah was so precise and Flula could be such a dork. The way Flula accidentally fucked up Sarah’s ideas and plans, cracked even Sarah herself up. A few minutes later Mamrie came in with drinks and her glasses on. Hannah just puts a nacho in her mouth and Sarah’s sorting the cards with challenges on them. “Are you fucking kidding me? Did you guys put me up with this idiot?” Mamrie asks, dead serious, pointing at me. They all looked at the scared look in my eyes and the way I stuttered. Hannah spits out her nacho, because she has to laugh so hard. Everyone then breaks out into laughter, but I still don’t get it. I feel laughed at, which gets tears burning in my eyes. Mamrie is the first to stop laughing. She wants to pour in drinks, but sees I didn’t really appreciate the joke she made and that I am almost crying. She puts her hands around my face and whispers: “Hey… I didn’t mean that y’know. Actually, I love to be on a team with you. Together we’re the fucking best. I just mean… Together we know a lot, we slay a lot and we laugh a lot. Some might say I’m a queen, but if I am… Then you and Helbig are my princesses, yeah?” Her voice works calming. The others have stopped laughing too now. I nod; we’re just going to have some fun tonight. I shouldn’t take everything so seriously. Hannah pours the drinks, while Mamrie wipes the last of my tears. Grace shows up behind me, hugs me and presses a kiss to my cheek. “I’m sorry we made you feel bad about this, love.” She whispers the words in my ear. “It doesn’t matter. Really, it doesn’t. I just need to learn that not everything is serious and not everyone tries to hurt me. Because y’all never do. So why would you now?” She smiles at me before sitting down again. The game goes with a lot of laughter, drinking, wit and high-fives. Especially on the Mamrie/Persephone team. She was right. We do make a great team together. The game is long and for some reason we decide to play three rounds, instead of just one. Mamrie and I win all three of them. Grace turns it around, saying we have to clean up, as punishment for being ‘too good for the rest of us’. We don’t mind, so when they all walk off to their rooms, we sit by the table for a bit more, talking. “Percy…” Mamrie is the only one who ever calls me this and the alcohol makes us giggle about it. “We are all just so happy we can stay here. You really like us, don’t you?” I nod: “Yeah… Yes I do really like you guys. But I’m of to bed to Mamrie.” I smile and give her a hug. I walk into our room, throw off my dress and snuggle up next to Grace. I sigh into the soft skin of her chest and feel her arms getting a tighter grip around me. “What’s it, gorgeous?” I lift my shoulders. “You miss them, right? Your family? You wish you could’ve said goodbye…” That’s true, but I don’t know if that’s the problem. “Well, it’s all okay. We’re here now.” It is, indeed, okay. I'm gonna miss this fic. Love, TFA

This is almost the end lovelies!! There's only one more part after this, so enjoy! SFW, SFF, 750 words and a little twist. (Also kind of real life experiences, which is fun to share this way) Hannah and Sarah dropped on a couch. I stare into Grace’s eyes. “Hey why not talk to some people?” Mamrie suggests. Her voice cuts through my thoughts. Grace downs the rest of her drink before nodding in agreement. I shrug and just follow as Mamrie starts joking around with some girls next to us. I just stare at my feet. It’s kind of awkward, y’know. I come here all the time, so I know a lot of people. They might not know me… But that doesn’t make it less weird. “Well, we gotta go again!” Grace pulls Mamrie away by her arm. They start a conversation about that the girls didn’t seem that nice. I cut them off, because I see someone I don’t know yet. It’s a tall guy, awkwardly standing by the bar. He’s alone and definitely not from around here. He has some kind of bag around his hips and I don’t even want to know what it is. He has black hair and a beer in his hand. “Lets go have a chat with him.” I suggest. Grace and Mamrie look at him and I can see their faces become interested. We start a fast pace through the bar, towards the guy. “Hi I’m Persephone!” I enthusiastically greet him. He looks down to our excited faces and greets us. “Hallo, I am Flula,” he sounds surprised. “Und who are your friends?” “I’m Mamrie… and this is Grace.” Mamrie introduces both of them. Their eyes keep a hold on each other a bit too long. I order beers and we cheers. “Prost!” he exclaims and we all laugh before saying it with huge smiles. Flula seems like a nice guy. And I guess Mamrie agrees. Grace and I have settled ourselves at the bar. We’re casually chatting a bit, keeping an eye on Mamrie, who’s pretty much getting drunk with Flula. We found he makes YouTube videos too and comes from Germany. Mamrie’s laugh gets louder as they slowly get drunk. Grace and I see it all, while giggling a lot. About them, or our silly jokes, or the clumsy hands of the new assistant the bartender hired. We’re just chatting with him, when Mamrie’s loud laughing stops. We turn around to see what’s happening. We see Mamrie staring at Flula while he’s taking another sip of his beer. “Watch closely.” Grace whispers in my ear. So I do. Flula puts his beer down and smiles at Mamrie, who is still staring at him. She stands up, standing on the footrest of her stool. She leans on his shoulders, pressing her lips onto his. I see he’s surprised, though he doesn’t seem to mind it at all. He holds her to make sure she won’t fall over and kisses back. We watch them in awe. They let go and Mamrie pulls him into her arms. Of course we can’t hear what they say, but we can hear Mamrie’s laughter through the bar before she hops back to us. Seconds after, we listen to her rambling about Flula. He walks up to us, which Mamrie doesn’t see, as she’s facing us. Grace says nothing and focuses on Mamrie’s voice. I, however, have a harder time doing so. I decide to just let my eyes wander around the bar. Flula now stands right behind Mamrie. Grace giggles as he wraps his arms around her from behind. Mamrie inhales deeply, putting her hands on his arms. “Hey Flula… Would you like to come with us?” she asks. He nods I an agreement to do so. “Well, shall we go then, sweeties?” I add. They all agree and Grace stands up to go get Sarah and Hannah. We decide to walk back to my house, which is quite the walk. But the cool night air and the lantern-lit streets work calming. Hand in hand, or with arms around each other, we walk across the streets. We’re quite silent, especially for a group of half-drunk semi-adults. I don’t even care, actually. I don’t care that Hannah and Sarah are way behind us, giggling and just slightly more drunk than the rest of us. I don’t care that Mamrie and Flula walk twice the distance, because his long legs make them zigzag over the pavement. I don’t care that I am chilly, because Grace wears my jacket. She forgot one. Shit happens. I do care that I’m not alone anymore. That I have people who care now. Love TFA

Heyy, warning this chapter might get a little... rough. But we'll all be fine, kay? SFW, SFF, emotional and about 750 words. Thank you for reading, love! We played the game and laughed a lot. Hannah won. All three rounds. As Sarah didn't take it and said she wasn't playing fair, Mamrie joked that maybe Sarah should find out how Hannah cheated. Sarah smirked and nodded before lifting Hannah up and carrying her over her shoulder. She ran of and threw a laughing Hannah on their bed, starting to tickle each other. As Sarah threw Hannah's shirt aside, Grace shut the door. Grace turned red and Mamrie laughed. We heard a sound. Apparently it was Mamrie's phone and she got it out of her pocket. It was a text from Brendan. "Hey you stupid slut. Don't think I miss you because I already got a new bitch in your place. You're nothing to me. You're nothing at all." It read. Mamrie started crying after the word slut and stopped reading at "because". Grace and I read the whole message and Grace, too, started crying. I felt a rage coming upon me. This made me so angry. Mamrie was such a wonderful person and was so caring for all of us. Even for me, even though she only knew me a day. How dared this asshole. How dared he hurt her. I handed Grace a tissue and took Mamrie's head in my hands. "Mames. I know this is hard. I know it hurts. But you should block him. Totally get him out of your life, kay?" I stared in her eyes and wiped her tears away with my thumbs. She nodded but cried harder. Her breathing got unregularly. I looked at Grace, who noticed the panic in my eyes. "I'll take over,” she said. Get me a glass of water please." I walked away to get it for her and when I came back Mamrie was a lot calmer and Grace handed her the water. I didn't ask about it anymore. "Lets go to bed." I suggested. Both the girls nodded and they walked away, to the bedroom. I picked up Mamrie's phone and call the number that belongs to Brendan. Ugh. "Yeah what'd you want." is what he says as he picks up the phone. I raise my eyebrows and in my bitchiest voice I start talking to him. "Hi. Brendan is your name, I believe?" I wait a second but his shock doesn't let him answer. That's good. "So Brendan," I say his name, as it’s the most disgusting thing I've ever had in my mouth. "You hurt Mamrie. How fucking dare you. You're a fucking asshole and I hope everyone sees soon. We all do now. You will never lay a hand or speak a word to the wonderful human, which Mamrie is, again. Never. Remember that. For you'll get in trouble if you even try." I stop the conversation and shut the phone off. I put it back on the table and follow Grace and Mamrie to the bedroom. Grace and Mamrie settled on the bed and scroll through Grace's Tumblr tag. "Fuck they miss you, Gracie!" Mamrie whispers. Grace just hums and scrolls through. "We could make a video tomorrow...?" Mamrie suggests. "Yeah seems good." Grace says, still focused on the screen. "Hey what are you guys rambling about?" I ask them, as I heard their conversation. They turn their heads to me, standing in the door. "Oh eh, we didn't even told you yet... But Hannah, Mamrie and I all have a Youtube channel. And Sarah is actually Hannah's manager. But don't tell anyone okay...?" Grace explained. Suddenly it made sense to me why they didn't have to leave for jobs. "Sooo, Hannah is dating her manager... Hihi. And of course I won't tell anyone. You're all safe here. Talking about being safe... I called Brendan." Grace's eyes shoot open and Mamrie gasps. "I told him to fuck off and never show around anymore, I'm sorry, but it's for the best." For a moment I think Mamrie is going to kill me but she flies around my neck and hugs me. I laugh and gently push her away. "Thanks a lot Persephone." Grace says with a smile. I laugh, say something about that it's nothing and walk away to dress around. As I come back in Mamrie is already sleeping on the left side of the bed and Grace is waiting for me in the middle. I lift the sheets and get underneath them. I place my head at Grace's shoulder and press a kiss on her collarbone. She lifts my chin and kisses me on my lips. I let out a satisfied sigh and we fall asleep. Love, TFA

Waaaahhhhh SFW SFF about 700 words, enjoy! Let me knowww, tell me whatever Part 7 Grace opens the door on the other side of the hallway. She walks in and I hit the switch for the light. A pink rose-colored light glows in the room and lit my romantic/chic furniture. The bed looked welcoming and Grace threw her pants off and crawled under the sheets with her head and shoulders sunk into the pillow. I put on another shirt and settle next to her. I was in the middle of the bed and she curled up at my side. She's nowhere near the edge of the bed. "Do you mind the light?" I ask. She doesn't answer and then whispers "No.... And it's a miracle you didn't feel like a lonely puppy here." "I did." I answered but knew she didn't hear it, as her eyes were shut and her breathing heavy. I opened my sketchbook and worked further on the sketch of Grace. She was even more wonderful to me now and I loved how I titled it "the chosen one" even before I knew all of this. I sketched and sketched and before I knew it, the drawing was almost completely done and it was also 4 am. I heard a soft knock on the door and the click of someone opening it. I was immediately scared and ready to jump off the bed to punch someone. Then I saw Mamrie's head around the door. I let out a relieved sigh. "Can I come in?" She whispered, so I could just hear it. I nodded. Of course she could. "Why are you here?" I asked her as she seated next to me in the bed. "I just couldn't sleep" Mamrie answered. "Hm. Do you know why that is?" I threw back. "I don't know for sure... But I'm afraid it's the room." she answered after a little hesitating. I nodded. I got it. It has a weird thing... "But hey.... If you don't mind me asking, what happened to your family?" she broke my thoughts. "They died." I simply answered. She's not satisfied. "They went on a trip and never came back. Their bodies disappeared and I just got a letter telling me they were sorry for my loss, but that my parents and two sisters were dead and gone. That was 8 years ago and I'm 25 now. My aunt and uncle lived with me for 2 months and slept in that bed, but then I kicked them out. My parents left everything to me... So now this is all mine plus their whole freaking fortune. I graduated from my art studies one and a half year ago and now I don't know what to do with my life. And that's basically it." She clearly didn't know what to say. She leaned back into the pillows and stared at the ceiling. "But I'm fine. I'm okay. And so will we all be, yeah?" I put the words in the air not expecting an answer. Though I got one. Mamrie hugs me and whispers: "You're beautiful Persephone. I don't even know you for a day and I can see you're a wonderful person. We might want to try and sleep now though, just like our little Gracie." She ended up giggling and I looked at Grace still curled up against my side. Within minutes we fell asleep. The next morning Sarah and Hannah woke us, complaining they were hungry. And it wasn't exactly morning anymore either.... So we all stood up, searched for some fitting clothes and took a bus to the grocery store. We could've been teenagers in the store seen to all the screaming and laughing there was. Finally we got all our stuff together and had food for three days, for all 5 of us. I paid for all our groceries and we started putting it all in giant bags. We waited for the bus to come and went back to my home. Mamrie and I went unpacking all the stuff while Sarah and Hannah went for a walk and Grace called her neighbors to ask if they could take care of her dog Goose and Mamrie’s dog Beanz or bring them, for we didn't have a car. They agreed with the last and would bring them that night. Love, TFA

I"m gonna set them up so I won't forget again. SFW SFF about 800 words ENJOY! BE HAPPY BC ILY Part 6 Giggling we walk back into the living room. I hand everyone their drinks and Mamrie and I each settle on one side of Grace. "Everyone okay now?" I ask and they all nod, sipping their drinks. Grace is just looking at everyone "Take a sip gorgeous." I tell her. She smiles and drinks half of her coffee in one go. Mamrie's eyes grow wide and Grace is in shock because she didn't expect the booze. "Oopth." Mamrie and I say. We all burst into laughter. "I'm hungry as fuck." Mamrie exclaimed. I handed her the house phone and a book with all nice places that delivered after midnight. She raised her eyebrows, went through the book, made a few calls and ordered Chinese food and a shitload of chicken wings. I smiled, because I noticed she picked from my favorites list. Within 20 minutes the bell rang. I ran up to the door and opened it to two delivery guys. Since I was drunk as fuck this was really hilarious to me and I paid them, including huge tips and took the food. They looked at me like I was crazy and I waved at them when they left. Still giggling I walked back into the living room with the food and some plates. Hannah, Sarah and Grace attacked the Chinese food, while I let myself fall back on my couch with the huge box full of chicken. Holy heaven I love chicken. I took a wing and pulled the flesh off. Mamrie smiled when she saw I was actually eating and, luckily, didn't have any problem with that. It was still weird to her that I didn't have dinner though... She came to sit next to me and grabbed a piece too. "Well please explain to me... Why didn't you have any food for dinner?" I swallowed my food and bit my lip. "I forget. I simply forget to buy food and eat it for dinner. I do eat breakfast and lunch and in-betweens but I forget dinner. And I have to go grocery shopping tomorrow." She nodded and chewed her chicken. She let it. I liked that. We sat and talked and laughed and without notice it got late. It was 3 am when Sarah and Grace started yawning. "Come I'll bring you to a bedroom." I giggled. We all stood up and Mamrie grabbed our shit to put it in the kitchen. I led Hannah and Sarah to one of the bedrooms. It had brown, warm, cozy colors and furniture. The huge bed had a thick mattress, as they all did, and a shitload of pillows. Sarah let herself fall on the bed with a sigh and Hannah jumped over her to the other side of it. "Thanks!" Hannah exclaimed and Grace and I left the room to meet Mamrie. Grace kissed my cheek and thanked me for all I've done today. I just blushed and mumbled something about that it's all fine. "Look at you two being all cute." Mamrie's voice cut the scene. "Hihi hey Mames." Grace giggles. "Great, so now Sarah and Hannah have a bed and I'm happy to know Sarah loves it." "Oh believe me she'll love it even more tomorrow!" Grace reassured me. Mamrie laughed and asked: "So what'd we do now?" "Well I need to sleep..." Grace yawns. "C'mon ya lil’ idiot. Wait... I have two bedrooms, with the big beds, left. How do you guys want to do that? You decide, I really don't care... I mean. I'm used to being alone and I’m totally fine with that so you ju-" "You two are sleeping in your bed, I sleep in the other." Mamrie interrupted. Grace didn't seem to be sure about it but ignored it. I take the lead and we left Mamrie in the huge bedroom. It's the only one that's almost never used. It was meant for my parents when they'd come back from their trip.... Workers redid it while they were gone, but since they and my sisters never came back it was barely used. I didn't like being in this room so I stayed on the doorstep. Mamrie raised and eyebrow again but didn't ask. She sat on the bed and noticed it was pretty damn comfortable. "It's all so neat and modern-ish in this room..." Grace says, to no one in particular. "Yeah, it's pretty new I guess. I think you're the third person to sleep on this bed Mames...." They both don't talk about it. "G'night!" We all say. "Oh and eh, Mamrie… If you're looking for us, my room is right on the other side. Lve, TFA

I wrote this on my phone so uhm yeah idk hope you like it. As said, it's Flamrie. It's also sff and uhm maybe nsfw but also maybe it's sfw Idon't know really. Enjoy! It's the third time this week she sees him. He makes her giggle, with his long clumsy legs and his bouncing head. Beanz sniffs around in the park. The redhead watches her, not paying attention anymore. She gets pulled back into existence when she bumps into the tall man. He is at least a head taller than she is and starts mumbling apologies. "Hey, you're okay. It doesn't matter, I'm not hurt. Are you?" She cuts his mumbling off. "No I am good." He has an accent, though she can't describe it. "Great! Hi, I'm Mamrie." She has no idea why she feels like introducing herself, but she's happy she does. "Well hallo Mamrie, I am Flula." He smiles at her. They sitch on the bench in the park for about 20 minutes when Mamrie decides it's time to get home again with Beanz. She picks up the tiny dog, she has walked way to far already. She wants to say goodbye to Flula, but instead asks him if he wants a drink at her house. He looks surprised, but nods in agreement anyway. Together they walk to Mamrie's apartment. When they arrive the redhead puts the little dog on the ground. She immediately runs around the living room and ends up dropping in the corner of the couch. "You can go sit outside, I'll be there in a sec." Mamrie points to the place outside, with a little table and a beautiful view. Flula gets his hand through his short black hair before walking to the door. Mamrie starts by pouring them both an ice-cold lemonade. That'll do them good with this heat. She looks at her clothes, noticing she looks pretty sweaty. Hmmm. She walks into her room, pulling the closet open. She changes her jeans and basketball tee for a dress. She puts her hair up in a bun. She grabs the drinks on her way outside. She hands one of them to Flula. Again the realization of his length hit her. It made him slightly clumsy, but he sure was attractive to her. And so was she to him. He looked into the green eyes, her red hair tied up on her head, the way her hands held her glass, how her feet played with each other and especially the way she laughed about his silliness. "Hey Mamrie, would you like to go out for dinner with me?" He asks, out of nowhere. She had been hesitating to ask it herself, so she enthusiastically agrees. They go to her favorite, vegan, place. They laugh a lot and she takes Flula with her again. The sparks have started a flame. Even Beanz is totally okay with it. They stumble back through the door, Flula pushes her against it. The door closes with a loud sound which doesn't even bother them. Mamrie grabs the bottom of his shirt and pulls it upwards. She's just not tall enough to get it off. He goes down, so she can get it off, and walks his hands up across her body. He starts with running them over her legs, squeezes her ass and runs them further over her back before zipping the back of the dress open. While he does, Mamrie starts pecking him. On his chest and shoulder. Eventually she goes upward, to his neck and jawline. He tugs at her dress, she allows him to pull it off. She pushes him into the bedroom, onto the bed. Her heels land on the floor. She unbuttons his pants and pulls them down, together with his sneakers and socks. She crawls over him and starts kissing him intensely. With one hand he grabs her hip, with the other he starts massaging her boob. He unhooks her bra, then turns her on her back. She laughs, tossing her bra aside. He makes a trail of kisses. He starts at her forhead, softly kisses her eyelid, her mouth, her collarbone and boobs. There he stops, sucking at one nipple. He starts pulling her panties down, eventually taking them off. He quickly takes his own underwear off too. They intensely kiss again, Mamrie pushing herself on top. She bites her lip, letting his dick slide into her. Within moments they're both breathing heavily, both on their edges. Still naked, Mamrie has snuggled up against Flula's chest. She has fallen asleep, it's clear. Her breath is calm and she barely makes a sound. Flula just looks at her. He can't sleep. This day has been too wonderful. He folds his arm around the soft skin of her pale arm. He sighs, closing his eyes. Within minutes he has fallen asleep too. The next morning they wake up and just stay in bed the whole morning. They don't want to get out. The tangle of limbs feels safe for now. Love, TFA.