#winterspider fanfic

[maukree]

Day 21: Bucky/Peter - Handcuffs & Cockbulge

President’s son AU

There’s a window in the third stall of the men’s bathroom, tight squeeze, but Peter’s smaller, and Bucky would bet his last dollar he could slip right through it, no problem. He’s right, of course. By the time Bucky strolls into the alley, Peter's already halfway out, both legs through the window, t-shirt riding up as he pulls some absurd parkour move that should have him auditioning for a stunt reel. He lands on his feet and—huh, that face is almost too pretty in the daylight—meets Bucky’s eyes. Bucky throws him a suggestive smile and straddles his bike, firing the engine up. “Need a ride, doll?” he grins, flexing some muscle. Peter tilts his head, looks back for a second—oh, don’t be that way, sweetheart.

Rating: Explicit

Wordcount: 3.9k

Bingo fills and cards under the fold

Peter Parker Bingo: SWF N3 - Free @pparkerbingo

Peter Parker Bingo: NSWF N3 - Free @pparkerbingo

Winterspider Bingo: SWF G4 - Bodyguard @winterspider-bingo

Winterspider Bingo: NSWF O2 - Fingering @winterspider-bingo

[dragonstar2568]

Clint’s pov

“Yeah don’t forget to send Bucky 3 invites” I reminded them “3 Pfft I doubt he even needs an extra one, so why would he need three?” Tony said not looking up from his tablet, trying to figure out all the people he needed to invite for his avengers Christmas party “Because? His wife and daughter?” I said “WHAT?!” Everyone in the room yelled, well besides me and nat obviously, ‘hmm, wonder why their surprised���

“Yeah? You know guys know peter, come on! The tiny hot twink of an omega Bucky’s married to? And their daughter, she’s like 4 with long brown hair, looks just like her mom, with bucky’s blue eyes always carrying that white stuffed cat that looks just just like their real cat alpine?” I sit up from my spot on the couch where I was lying upside down “WHAT?!” “….what did you think he was doing for 5 years?” ‘I’m just so confused they know Peter ?…right…’

Steve looked upset “He said he was moving back to Brooklyn” “Really? That’s not even where he at! He owns a house in Russia. Beautiful place….” ‘Man he even lied to Steve…hmmm odd’ “….why…would he lie to us…to me” Steve said looking like a kicked puppy… “I don’t know Man” ‘man I’m starting to feel bad, didn’t they get invited to their wedding ? OHHHH that’s why they didn’t show up…..’

“ we’ll we’re going to get to the bottom of it.” Tony stood up and placed his hand on Steve’s arm “FRIDAY, send 3 invites to the barnes family, and move that Christmas party to next week,”

[aberrantcreature]

Stony - The Proposal AU ponderings because I think it would be a cute idea.

CEO Tony Stark and his administrative assistant Steve Rogers. (I imagine poor Pepper quit dealing with his crap.)

The board lets Tony know that he’s going to be deported, and he lies saying he’s going to marry Steve. Steve eventually agrees but only if he gets a promotion. (Wanting to do more with prosthetics in Stark Industries.)

Steve makes Tony get on his knees in his stupidly expensive suit and wow has Steve always been that huge? He looks so broad from this angle…

Immigration officer Pierce? Possible CEO sub-in Hammer aka Tony’s worst nightmare?

They both go to Alaska with Steve’s family and friends. Best one-armed friend Bucky Barnes, his boyfriend Peter Parker (because I am a Winterspider girlie) and the assortment of other Avengers sillies. Steve’s ex, Peggy is there. (Oof.)

Cute as fuck 20 questions type thing where they share stuff about each other for the immigration office.

Idk why I see Thor as the silly town stripper. I just do.

Steve’s family somehow as a domesticated raccoon named Rocket that Tony is irrationally afraid of.

The realization for Steve that there is a lot more to Tony and Tony getting to actually know Steve and how sweet he is. o(<

[katsukiqx]

Story Prompt

Hear me out mfs. So just saw a reddit post and OMG I LOVED IT. It was on TT called “My HOT roommate keeps giving me FOREHEAD kisses when I’m ASLEEP. How do I ask him to do it when I’m AWAKE too?” The comments were insane, everyone was going crazy over the two.

So anyway, I thought of this as a really good story prompt for people to use to write fanfics. Example(don’t come at me, I’m using these two because they’re examples of the two characters I find closest to the ones in the reddit post in my head.)

Bucky, grew up with a family that was about “being a man you need less affection” while Peter, his roommate grew up affectionate around everyone and would have his arm around someone’s shoulder whenever they were close to someone and all that. Close friends too.

Bucky, MC, always tired and sleepy. Goes to bed early when he can and not a morning person, takes 30 minute naps during the day on the couch maybe twice or more daily. Peter was usually out around that time doing whatever with his friends so it never occurred much where they would interact much back at home when Bucky was sleeping.

Summer holidays/school break rolls around and a bunch of their friends go out on trips or even COVID. Basically they’re both home more often and don’t go out as much during this period. Peter didn’t mind Bucky sleeping on the couch.

The living room was usually quite cold so when Bucky forgets to grab a blanket when he sleeps on the couch, Peter would place one on him. Bucky would fall asleep without one and wake up with one. Sometimes Bucky would sleep and wake up to Peter fiddling with Bucky’s hair. He loved it and never said anything about it. Bucky began sleeping more often just to have Peter play with his hair until he eventually when he was just about to snooze off, he felt a peck on the forehead. It confused Bucky, but he didn’t mind. It happened more often and Peter would give him a forehead kiss all the time when he was taking naps.

Bucky wasn’t sure how to feel. He loved it and began pretending to fall asleep just to few that sensation and even purposely forgetting his blanket, but he’s never liked guys before. He’s known Peter has been with guys and girls in the past, but Bucky wasn’t sure if this was just him being touch starved or if he even liked guys..

[sleeplessmidnight26]

Coming November 1!!

With Arms Wide Open

Tony and Steve get the news that their oldest child Peter has agreed to marry his boyfriend Bucky. Tony's happy for him, but getting ready for the big day he's reminiscing how he watched Peter grow.

[caliberrose]

Fandom: MCU (The Avengers, Captain America Movies, Spider-Man (Tom Holland movies))

Pairing: James ‘Bucky’ Barnes/ Peter Parker

Rating: Explicit

Warning(s): Underage

Summary: Peter gets stuck in an elevator with Sergeant Barnes.

[dilfsona]

once again searching for a fic - winterspider, i believe, takes place in a time where bucky is still the winter soldier. he makes a habit of showing up in peter's room after the first time, when he had peter patch him up

[winter-spiders]

hi! do u have any good winterspider fic recs? preferably ao3

YES I DO!

Okay heres some good oneshots

On the Road to Freedom by definitelynotahunter

i can hardly think straight lookin’ at ya by lavenderlotion

Kiss Me Honey, Honey Kiss Me by TheOnlyCeeCeeJ 

This could be a meet cute but you tried to hit my lights out by PleaseDontFindThisMom

and for like full fics (more than one chapter)

there's a small space between us by lemon_meringue

The Spring Break Secret by nickxy

The First Rule of Keeping a Secret by Legends_Never_Die

Avenger's Assemble by RinKitsune

and heres a series or two i love

Sweet Sin by WinBlam

Hot for Teacher by Pandafish

Hope you enjoy!!! I have so many bookmarked it's ridiculous! (there's also another small rec list on my masterlist <3 )

[borahaetae7]

Looking for a fic...

Winterspider fic with no powers where Peter was trained in this place since he was very young and then he gets recruited by Maria Hill to work with Bucky who's like this scary guy no one talks to. I'm pretty sure he was locked in a room when they went to get him. The whole time it's Peter speaking a lot and Bucky is not having it. I stopped reading when they saved some people I think and then they were running away and Peter might have been left behind. I don't remember much but I miss it and I want to read it again and finish it this time :(

[maukree]

Day 31: Bucky/Peter - Restraints

So, to reiterate, this was Clint’s big, dumbass idea, from start to very premature fucking finish. Clint’s. Not Peter’s. But because Peter’s an Avenger (which means brave) and mostly because he’s an idiot (which means idiot)—Peter went along with it. Since it’s, you know, Halloween. Trick time, to be exact.

Rating: Explicit Wordcount: 3.5k

Bingo fills and cards under the fold

Peter Parker Bingo: SWF I5 - Holidays @pparkerbingo Peter Parker Bingo: NSWF N5 - Inappropriate use of web fluid @pparkerbingo Winterspider Bingo: SWF N3 - Free @winterspider-bingo Winterspider Bingo: NSWF N5 - Bondage @winterspider-bingo Marvel Rare Pairs Bingo: I2 - Glitter @marvelrarepairbingo

[lxinesux]

i also write a lot for of weird porn on my ao3 that I may not crosspost to tumblr

hard kinks + slash warning; im working on finishing up old wips and projects that are more than a year old so its not super reflective of my current fandom tastes.

working on getting both my tumblr and my ao3 full of completed works im proud of but my audiences may be different so be aware that my backlog might not be to your taste!

linky link

[spideyslag]

Duolingo Russian corse telling me spider and cat in Russian during an animal vocabulary lesson, yes I know I’ve been reading winterspider fanfic since I was 14

[m3-castleclouds]

the best of that was the fanfic materials Stucky, WinterSpider, and Starker. From there it's stupid nonsense.

can we all agree civil war is dog shit hate they made Tony and Steve fight each other

me and my homies hate Hero vs Hero events

( i ship starker, spidershield, winterspider and stucky and will always deny that movie exist )

[iloveyou3thousand]

20, winterspider-with a twist, it's a punishment >:)

20 - Kissing in a stairwell, giving them an artificial height difference.

***

“Wait, hold up.” Peter bounces up the stairs two at a time trying to keep up with Bucky’s incredible pace. He does not only have longer legs than the younger man, but he’s also got insane stamina. And while Peter’s pretty good at keeping up, usually, with the spider bite and everything – right now he’s struggling what with the headstart the other has on him.

Bucky barely looks over his shoulder to acknowledge the other until Peter passes him, twists around on the stairs (without stumbling over his own two feet, which is a miracle in itself) and promptly puts a hand up to Bucky’s chest.

He stops in his tracks, looking a little surprised. He tilts his head a touch to the side in a way he knows unnerves Peter, and he immediately sees the boy’s determined expression falter a little, the fingers less firm on his pec.

“Nuh-uh,” Peter tuts with a shake of his head, putting on a bit more of a brave face now, “That’s not how we do things around here. You can’t just—you can’t just tell me you like me and then bugger off like you never said a thing.”

Bucky doesn’t respond, just watches Peter, assuming that he’s about to be scolded. And frankly, he’s learned that if that’s the case, he’d better just keep his trap shut until it’s over, or else he aggravates it.

“I thought you’d at least be all suave about it. I mean you’re from the forties, man. Wasn’t chivalry very much alive back then?”

Bucky looks…a little bit confused, but it’s mostly aimed at the fact that Peter doesn’t seem to mind but is rather kind of poking fun at him. He’s got this big smile on now, and Bucky can’t help but slowly match that.

“I wouldn’t say a man confessing his love for another man was very common,” Bucky quips back at last. Now it’s Peter’s turn to frown.

“Okay check mate, sure, but…” He takes a step closer, lowering himself to the step that is just two above the one Bucky is standing on, and it gives him a pretty significant advantage. So much so that he can easily prop his forearms up on Bucky’s shoulders, and play with the hair at the back of the other’s neck with his hands. “You could have at least waited to hear my reply.”

Bucky watches Peter for a moment. The corners of his mouth tick up just a touch. “And what is that?”

Peter uses his hold on Bucky’s shoulders to pull him in closer, just until their lips are little more than a breath apart, and then he smiles.

“Why don’t you come up to my level and we can talk about it?”

***

Want one of these?

[starkeristheendgame]

Complicated Boyfriends and Cute Waiters

Just a little something for @starkerchemistry​ for all the love she threw at Complicated Boyfriends and Kidnapping. Also, pls reminds Chems of how amazing her work is bc the lil shit disagrees >:( Also for @starkerintheparker​ because I keep converting her to WinterSpider >;D WinterIronSpider.

Tony takes one look at his waiter and sighs heavily.

Not because there’s anything wrong; no. In fact, the plush lips and the shaped jaw and the mop of curls desperately styled into something resembling purposeful mess is actually quite pleasing. The large, honey eyes that widen in recognition don’t hurt either.

No. It’s because Tony knows Bucky is going to take one look at this twinky little slip in his smart shirt and his tie and he’s going to want.

And Tony so had been looking forwards to a quiet evening. A little wine, some $80 salmon and perhaps even getting dicked down into the next fortnight by his boyfriend. The standard casual night in.

“Mr. Iron Stark” the boy whelped, and immediately flushed scarlet at his mishap. Tony could only smile quietly into his book, endeared if a little mollified.

“I think ‘Tony’ would suffice” he responded demurely, sliding the bookmark into place and setting his book aside. The boy was now stood bolt upright, and had obviously steeled himself into giving the Best Service Ever, though he looked a little like he might crumble if Tony so much as looked at him for too long.

“Oh, god. Right. Yes. Mr - I mean, Tony. Of course. I’m sorry, I’ve only just started this job and I’m not used to...” The boy trailed off, clearly trying to think of a way to say ‘people like you’ without it coming across as a little insulting. Tony flashed him an easy, warm smile.

“Breathe, kid. I’m just like anyone else in person, I promise. How about you start me off with a nice, fruity red bottle and two double Presidential 25′s, if that’s okay? Take your time; Lord knows my boyfriend certainly is” he teased, head tipping as he disarmed the boy with another dazzling smile.

His waiter could only gape, before he shut his mouth with a painful sounding clack and spun on his heel, fleeing to the nether-regions of the employee zone. Tony gave an amused sound as he checked his phone. It wasn’t like Bucky to run late; that was Tony’s thing.

And then, like Beetlejuice and undoubtedly because Tony had been thinking of him, Bucky came sauntering into the restaurant like some sort of underwear model. His suit was a deep, silken black with a slightly lighter floral pattern in the fabric, the jacket hanging artfully off his shoulders as he swept the room for his lover.

His hair was styled neatly, and Tony still loved the more modernised cut that he’d opted for; longer on one side, layered and fluffy with bangs that fell over one eye constantly. His stubble was a neat shadow on his jaw, and his eyes focused on Tony with such intensity as he approached that Tony lifted a brow.

“If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were trying to out-do me” Tony greeted as he leaned back in his seat, enough that Bucky could duck down and suck his lower lip into his mouth for a brief but promising kiss.

“Actually, I’m just trying to do you” Bucky shot back shamelessly as he slid into his seat, one leg immediately finding Tony’s under the table to press against. Tony gave an indignant sound, because it was both a truth and a lie, but let it go as movement caught the corner of his eye. Much as he wanted to watch the boy approach, he turned back to Bucky.

Storm-grey eyes slid away, following the path his own had left, and oh, yes. There it was. The subtle up-down of Bucky’s lashes as he sized up the boy, the curl of a smirk at the corners of his mouth. Bucky’s gaze drifted back to Tony in an undeniable stake of predator-prey. Tony could only tip his head in response, smirking slowly.

“H-here. I’m so sorry it took a while” the boy fretted, balancing a tray neatly on one hand as he set a tumbler of whiskey opposite each man, complete with artful glass freezer cubes and an empty, polished wine glass besides that, setting the bottle of red - freshly corked - in the centre of the table. He had to lean over a little to do so, and you would have had to be blind to miss the way that Bucky leaned back to sweep over his body.

“What did I say, darling? Treat me like any other rich shmuck in this place. And don’t mind him, he only bites if you ask nicely” Tony hummed, gesturing to his boyfriend, who eyed him both like he wanted to throttle him and kiss him senseless. In Tony’s experience they often came one with the other regardless.

“I - Sorry?” It came out as a question, but the boy was flushed from hairline to shirt collar and fumbled with his notepad, hands a little shaky as he produced a pen from his breast pocket. “Um, are you ready to order? Or would you like me to give you another minute?” He asked, and it was impossible to miss the way his gaze flit between them, eyes raking their bodies like they were two cuts of steak he was trying to decide between.

“Oh, I think Bucky knows what he wants, alright” Tony purred in obvious, gleeful amusement. Bucky smiled at him in a flash of canine, but didn’t miss a beat as he tipped his head back, eyeing the waiter with a charming smile.

“I’ll settle for the stripped, gold-crust steak served rare, and your name, since this moron was clearly too impolite to ask”. And ooohhhh, wasn’t that a low blow to gain favour? Tony pressed the toes of his Louboutin’s into Bucky’s own none too gently.

“Peter” the waiter blurted, eyes flitting between them as he scribbled down Bucky’s order in impressive short-hand, gaze drifting to Tony, who only smiled serenely at his boyfriend.

“You’re so predictable. Always going for the tender, high-class meat. Always liking it raw” Tony purred, and they both knew he wasn’t talking about the steak. Bucky only gave an elegant shrug in response; at a loss to deny it. Peter was looking between them again, vaguely like he might know they were talking about sex, but unable to address it.

“What can I say? I like something solid to sink my teeth into. I like a little juice to lick at and taste. And you of all people know I prefer it raw” Bucky replied steadily, gaze not leaving Tony’s.

“I’ll have the salmon, please, Peter.” Tony hummed, gaze leaving Bucky to look sweetly up at the boy, who nodded and turned, striding away like he was desperate to run away. Tony let his gaze drop back to Bucky. “Less wolf, more fox. He’s a skittish young thing. Haven’t I taught you anything about hunting?” He sighed in mock admonishment and Bucky reached across the table to cup his jaw, smirking.

“Doll, I was fucking people in back-alleys long before you were born. You taught me nothing, old man”. And, well. Rude. “You’re right, though. We might spook him off at this rate. Last time I saw someone that red it was Clint, and he was choking on a mint”. Bucky leaned back, picking up his whiskey and taking an indulgent sip.

They made comfortable small-talk over the time it took for their meals to arrive, Tony lamenting the boredom he’d faced at the quarterly performance review and Bucky noting the progress he and Steve were making with their veteran programs. Tony was proud of his man, really. He’d come so far since Steve had shown up at the Tower with him, both sopping wet and bloodied.

Peter came back no longer than ten minutes later, a plate upon each hand. He delivered Tony’s first, bending down to slide the plate onto the table, and Tony couldn’t resist leaning over, flashing a sweet smile at the boy up close, where he could see flacks of green in his eyes. “Thank you, darling” he murmured, and Peter’s cheeks went red yet again, like Tony simply speaking to him was an activation button for a blush.

Bucky, the brat, had to go one extra. Instead of giving Peter room when the boy bent down he crowded in close, practically licking the shell of the boy’s ear as he whispered a sultry "Thanks, Doll”. Peter’s gaze jerked to Tony, alarmed, but Tony only half-rolled his eyes and picked up a delicate mouthful of smoked salmon.

“You’re a pest” he noted, once Peter had stammered his way into retreating once more. “I had a quiet evening planned” he added, as though it mattered. It didn’t. This practically was his quiet evening, he just now had two desserts instead of one. By the way Bucky eyed him, he knew that, too.

“Shut up and eat your fish” Bucky drawled, popping a cut of dripping steak with tiny flecks of gold powder into his mouth. Obnoxious prat.

But Tony did as told, polishing off the salmon and whiskey both, and filling their wine glasses with a generous serving. It was sweet and rich, just his taste, and he wondered if another waiter hadn’t advised Peter on which choice to bring. “So. The choice is yours” he announced after a pause, when Bucky had finished his own meal and was sniffing daintily at the wine.

“You wanna play sheepdog, or am I?” Bucky asks in answer, lips curving into a wicked smirk that has Tony grinning in response, leg twisting around Bucky’s in a hidden touch. Tony shifted his wine glass in response, allowing a few measly drops to fall onto the edge of his jacket. Good thing he wore grey and hated this suit anyway, because that red wasn’t gonna come out.

Bucky only rolled his eyes, because they’d played this game before, and pushed to his feet. “Woof woof, bitch” Bucky murmured, low into Tony’s ear as he passed, and Tony resisted the urge to drag him back by his hair, to put him on his knees right then. Largely because of he had one more PR disaster this month Pepper got his custom Audi, and he only had four days to go.

It took another short collection of minutes for Peter to come practically skipping over; during which Tony had splashed a few more drops for good measure. “Oh, Peter. D’you think you could help a clumsy old man out? Buck’s gone on a phonecall and I tipped my wine” Tony pouted, putting on his best helpless, sweet aura. Peter’s eyes zeroed in on the red splashed at his hips, tongue peeking out like the solution was to lick it clean.

“Of course! I can - I’ll see if there’s any stuff behind the bar? I can be right back” Peter breathed, but Tony shook his head, pushing to stand. Peter’s eyes are wide now, like a startled deer. They’re stood close enough for Tony to note he has almost a full head on the boy. For a man who’s boyfriend towered over him, it made him rather smug.

“Oh, no need for all of that. Just come to the men’s with me to help me dab the wet patches, hm? At least I won’t reek like a wine cellar on the way home”. He added a charming smile for good measure, turning on his heel. He didn’t need to look to know Peter would follow obediently. Refusing Tony Stark wasn’t good for business, after-all.

Bucky is perfectly concealed when he swings the door open, shrugging out of his jacket and listening to the clack of another polished shoe on the tiles as Peter steps in after him, practically vibrating with nervous energy. Tony carelessly draped his jacket over the edge of the sink and begun to run the tap, because what was a story without details?

Peter hovered closer, clearly unsure of why it would take two men to wash a jacket. “I - What do you need me to do, Mr. Stark?” The boy asks not a moment later, and Tony can’t bite back a grin. Peter has wandered around to his right, which means when Bucky makes his dramatic entrance, it’s gonna be behind the kid.

“Oh, nothing you don’t want to, darling. But if you do want to, then just stand there and let me make you feel good, hm?” He asked, head tilting as he turned off the tap and took a step closer. The hitch of Peter’s breath is audible.

He doesn’t step away, though. Interesting.

“Y-You’re here with your boyfriend” Peter whimpered, even as Tony’s hands came up to his shoulders and chest, petting gently. He trembled under the touch, but didn’t back away, sucking his lower lip into his mouth. Over Peter’s shoulder Tony can see Bucky swing around the edge of a stall door, prowling quietly closer, but he doesn’t dare look up, doesn’t dare alert Peter of the predator at his heels.

“I wouldn’t worry about hurting my feelings, Doll” Bucky purred, low and raspy in Peter’s ear as he pressed up against Peter’s back, until the boy was a pretty little sandwich filler. Peter actually yelped, driving forwards into Tony’s chest, and Tony let his hands fall to slim hips, holding him steady.

“Now, Bucky” he chided, voice softening. “What do we do before we play?” He asked, arching a brow as Peter panted between them. Bucky cast him a pouty but gentle look.

“We ask for consent” he hummed, metal hand reaching up to gently brush aside a curl when Peter whipped around to face him, lips parted.

“Good boy” Tony murmured, gaze dropping back to Peter. They take a step away from him in unison, giving the poor thing some room to breathe. “So. That means you can tell us to stop, and we’ll walk out, pay our bill, and we won’t approach you this way again. Or...You can say yes, and we’ll be gentle, but we’ll make you feel good” he continued.

Peter shifted between them, looking cautious but also like he was two breaths away from sinking to his knees. His voice is small, rough when he finally speaks. “If...What will you do? To make me feel good?” He whispered, and Tony and Bucky wore matching, slow smirks.

“Well. I’m more of a practical person” Tony drawled, eyes roaming Peter’s face for confirmation. He found it in a weak nod, the boy’s pupils blowing as he advanced closer and reached out, him and Bucky closing Peter between them once again. Peter was small between them, lips bitten and eyes wild as Bucky reached down, sliding metal fingers along the curve of his ass and between his thighs, rubbing there like you’d finger a girl, his other hand winding around to press flat over Peter’s stomach.

A wrecked, torn sound slips from Peter’s throat, practically collapsing against Bucky as Tony’s hand dripped down, palming over the half-hard bulge there none too teasingly, the other hand cupping his jaw and tipping his head.

“We’ve maybe got five minutes or less” Tony breathed, licking into the corner of Peter’s plush, pink mouth as Bucky pressed up against him, dropping to mouth at his neck. “I can think of a few things to do”.

[winter-spiders]

I HAVE BEEN SEARCHING FOR A SPECIFIC FANFIC FOR THE PAST 2 HOURS AND I CANNOT FIND IT! I NEED HELP PLEASE!

So it’s kinda winterspider? but the main story is Steve and Bucky are together, Bucky is pregnant (A/B/O universe, i think)and Peter has a heat, and goes to ‘mommy’ (that’s what peter calls bucky) and they kinda fuck? like bucky fists him to simulate a knot, and steve watches (not in a creepy way, more of a concern for his mate way)

and there’s like 2 or 3 chapters, in one of the next ones, Steve and Bucky fuck, but without realizing, Peter watches them, still in heat and jerks off to them

IF YOU KNOW IT, PLEASE TELL ME, I CANT FIND IT