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phefics · 5 months

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peeta mellark is gentle and romantic. he doesn’t want to seduce you, he wants to worship you. he’ll wine and dine you, bring you home, take off your heels and rub your sore feet, kiss his way up your legs, before eating your pussy until you cum twice, shouting his name. he might need a little guidance, his tongue fumbling for your clit, but once he finds it, he won’t leave it alone until you’re spent. then, he’ll cuddle up to you and let you sleep on his chest.

gale hawthorne is dominant and cool. he’ll bend you over a table and fuck you from behind, which would be impersonal if he weren’t kissing your shoulders and back, muttering sweet nicknames the whole time. he thinks his cock is enough to make you cum, and sometimes he’s right. his rough, calloused hands grip your hips hard, but his kisses are sweet.

finnick odair is cocky and wicked. he’ll spoil you in rich food and flashy jewelry, pick you up and carry you to bed. he knows every way to make you cum, but he purposefully teases, keeping you on edge, desperate and begging for him. he fucks you good, holding your hand as the mattress creaks with his every thrust. he laughs when you whine for more, but obliges, fucking harder, deeper. after you’ve both cum, he’ll drag you to bathe with him, washing your hair for you before carrying you back to bed.

coriolanus snow is arrogant and selfish. he smirks at you across the room, entices you with those blue eyes. he gets you into a quiet room, maybe even a closet, and pins you against the wall. he sucks marks into your neck and chest, all teeth, before hoisting you up, his hands on your ass, fucking you rough and fast. he finishes inside you, panting. after he’s finished, maybe he’ll ask your name, maybe promise to see you again.

sejanus plinth is devoted and careful. he’s gentle, mostly, but if you tell him that you like it rough, he will happily oblige. he likes to take it slow, building you up before he fucks you, using his fingers or his tongue to get you nice and wet. if you ask nicely, he’ll even let you cum before his cock has even left his pants. but once he’s inside you, he’s feral. messy, desperate kisses, gently squeezing at your throat. after all is said and done, he’ll kiss your neck where his fingers once were, tell you he’s sorry for being rough, that you’re perfect.

#peeta mellark x reader #gale hawthorne x reader #finnick odair x reader #coriolanus snow x reader #sejanus plinth x reader #the hunger games #thg blurbs #ophelia’s blurbs

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introcoryo · 3 months

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botany major!katniss, who isn’t so good with her words, so she gifts you flowers that correlate with what she’s feeling. you walk hand in hand through the woods as she points out different plants, rambling on about how to recognize various species and their distribution patterns.

fine arts major!peeta, working tirelessly at his family’s bakery, making personalized latte art which leaves him with huge tips at the end of the day. all of his peers recognize you as the inspiration for all of his assignments, your features taking up every bit of his sketchbook.

mechanical engineering major!gale, his schedule so full and busy but always making time to see you daily. you’re always the first to hear about how he did on a particular exam, cuddled up as you watch nature documentaries.

aquatic biology major!finnick, known around campus as the university heartthrob. he spends most of his free time at the docks or the beach, feet always bare and buried underwater, occasionally splashing you playfully. suntanning and writing your initials in the sand is how your dates usually go.

athletic training major!johanna, who caresses your sleeping features and plants a small kiss on your forehead before leaving for her morning run. she teasingly flexes her muscles while you’re applying kinesiology tape on her body.

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crazyhearttragedy · 6 months

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Promises For Life - Gale x Reader

Gale could see the tears streaming down your face, and it broke his heart. He had always thought of himself as a tough guy, someone who could handle anything that life threw his way. But seeing you cry was like a punch in the gut. He hated it.

"No, don't cry," he said, his voice low and full of concern. "I hate it when you cry."

But you couldn't stop. The tears were coming too fast, and they seemed to be fueled by a deep sadness that you couldn't shake. You had just received some terrible news, and you didn't know how to deal with it.

Gale put an arm around your shoulder, pulling you close. He could feel your body shaking with sobs. He hated feeling so powerless, unable to make things better for you.

"What's wrong?" he asked, his voice gentle. "Tell me, maybe I can help."

You took a deep breath, trying to calm down. You leaned into his embrace, feeling safe and comforted.

"My mom," you whispered. "She's sick. Really sick."

Gale's heart sank. He knew how much your mother meant to you, how she was the only family you had left. He didn't know what to say or do, but he knew that he couldn't just stand there and watch you suffer.

"Come on," he said, his voice firm but kind. "Let's walk."

He took your hand and led you outside, into the cool night air. The stars were shining brightly, and the moon was full. It was a beautiful night, but you couldn't appreciate it.

Gale walked with you in silence for a while, letting you cry and letting your emotions run their course. He was there for you, and he would be there for you as long as you needed him.

"I don't know what to do," you said, finally, your voice shaky. "I feel so helpless."

Gale stopped walking and turned to face you, his intense gaze fixing on yours.

"You're not helpless," he said, his voice steady. "You're strong, and you're brave, and you're going to get through this. And I'm going to be here for you every step of the way."

You looked at him, feeling something shift inside you. He was right. You were strong. You weren't alone. You had Gale.

"Thank you," you said, feeling a sense of gratitude wash over you. "For being here. For not leaving."

Gale took you in his arms, holding you close.

"I'll never leave you," he said, his voice hoarse with emotion. "I promise."

#y/n #hunger games fanfic #gale hawthorne x reader #gale hawthorne #hunger games x reader #the hunger games

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suvidrache · 7 months

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Gale As A Father

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Gale would be a great father. He would be there for them. He'd buy them things that they wanted or things he saw that he thought that they would like. He'd make sure that they never go hungry. They wouldn't, considering they live in district two, but he'd make sure they're not hungry. He would be hesitant to show them how to hunt, but at the same time, hopefully, they never need to do that. He'd play games with them. He'd tell them stories and make sure that things are okay.

#gale hawthorne #gale hawthorne x reader #gale hawthorne imagine #gale hawthorne scenario #Past‚ Present‚ and Future Event #gale hawthorne headcanons #hunger games x reader #hunger games imagine #hunger games #gale hunger games

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liptonsbabe · 1 year

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Soooo i'm gonna write smtn with haymitch, cause i need to. I mean, he has been my confort character since i read the books and im genuinely disappointed that there's just a few things about him around here :(.

#haymitch abernathy #haymitch x reader #the hunger games cast #the hunger games imagines #finnick odair x reader #finnick odair imagines #peeta mellark x reader #peeta x reader #peeta mellark #gale hawthorne x reader

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inej-ruination-ghafa · 2 months

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bigger than the whole sky - g.h

midnights masterlist | the great war | paris

summary: the one where you admit your feelings for Gale and then the world falls apart

wordcount: 4.0k

warnings: mass bombings, death, mass murder, the bombing of District 12 was similar to a genocide so beware of that

“Can I ask you a question?” You looked up at him, lifting your head up from his shoulder.

He nodded and you were silent. How did you ask him if he still loved Katniss even if she was in the games again? How do you find out if he loves you back? You wished you could put up more of a fight, ask him the truth but you couldn’t do it.

“Do you still wish you could-“ you stopped yourself, rewording again in your head. You couldn’t just ask him if he still loved her like that, “Do you think Katniss could make it out?”

He nodded, “I do,” there was silence after that and to you, that answered both of your questions.

If you could, you would spend your whole life sitting on that hill with Gale, watching the sun set across the meadows. He had asked you to run away with him only a year earlier and this part of you wished that you had gone with him when he asked.

You never liked Gale. Throughout your entire time at school, he was the most annoying person to you and you only ever talked to him when Katnis did.

She was your best friend, the other half of you and you two would go out into these woods whenever you could. She was good at hunting and you were relatively good at the dressing and then selling it.

Around three years ago, she had invited Gale out into the woods with you and since the moment that he caught you from falling into the river, you had become inseparable; you’d learnt that he wasnt as annoying as you had always assumed.

Before the 74th Hunger Games, you had realised your crush on Gale. You had ignored it, buried it down into your chest so that nobody else would know. You knew he had feelings for Katniss and so you left it alone.

When she went into the games the first time, you had become inseparable with Gale, more so than ever before. Now, as she was in it again, you leant on one another. You don’t remember who you were before him.

“We should go,” you said, stopping your reminicising as you looked at him. You were getting lost in situations and circumstances and the small chance that maybe he had feelings for you to. You couldn’t allow yourself to think like that.

Since Katniss went into the 75th games, the peacekeeper prescience had increased and neither of you felt safe on the hill anymore.

He nodded, standing up and offering his hand for you. He pulled you up and you stumbled a little bit, bracing yourself on his chest.

You looked at him, eyes slightly wide. You were so close you could kiss him here, kiss him in the isolation of the meadow. A part of you wondered whether his eyes actually did just flick between your lips and your eyes or if your love was blinding you.

You muttered a thank you before pulling yourself away. You knew where he stood, you knew he loved Katniss and you knew he wouldnt kiss you back if you did it.

So instead, you looked away, tears burning behind your eyes as you thought of it.

The walk back to the square was slow. The entirety of District Twelve were feeling the effects of the games. There were peacekeepers everywhere, they were blocking the black markets and people were starting to starve.

You spotted Gales family in the crowd and the two of you walked over, his arm wrapped round you to keep you close - he knew how much you hated the crowds.

Hazelle, his mother, gave you a warm smile as the two of you joined the crowds that were watching the games. It was mandatory at this point, to watch the games as it came to its end. The sun was setting over Twelve but within the games, it was pitch black.

You could feel your heart pounding in your chest as you watched the games unfold. Katniss had just been presumably attacked by Johanna in the woods and you gasped alongside all of the other members of Twelve.

You looked up at Gale and you could see the fear in his eyes. You could feel your stomach sink; you hated the way that he looked at her.

It was sick. You knew that it was wrong. You shouldn’t envy a girl who had been put into the games twice within two years but you wished he would look at you that way, with that adoration in his eyes.

You reached down, grabbing his hand and squeezing it. He squeezed it back, a signal that you two had developed over the years to make sure that each other were okay when silence was mandatory.

There was silence over District Twelve as they all watched the games on the big screen. The only noise that could be heard was the commotion of the games and the sound of Peacekeepers clicking their guns into place.

It was silent as you all watched Katniss wrap the coil around her arrow and aim it at the sky. You could hear Gales breath hitch in his chest as she shot the arrow into the force field that surrounded the games.

The lights cut out.

Everyone looked at one another as they wondered why the feed in the games had cut out? What was going on? Why did Katniss do that? What was going to happen next? Every single thing she touched turned into ashes, it all fell apart in her hands and now she had taken control. If this was an act of rebellion, you would be proud of her.

Everyone was asking themselves the same questions about the commotion in the games and so were the Peacekeepers as they looked at one another, all of them listening to some sort of comms message in their headsets.

Hazelle grabbed the boys tight, Rory was about thirteen and Vick ten but it didnt stop her from being worried about them. She looked over at the two of you, wondering if there was some plan that you knew about and she didn’t.

gale just shook his head. None of them knew what was going on.

Posy, his five year old sister, tugged onto his trouser leg and he looked down at her. She was so young to have to watch this all unfold and now something was really wrong, he didnt want her getting caught up in anything. He picked her up, holding her against his chest, her head tucked into his shoulder.

You reached over, brushing a hand over her hair and she looked at you with a smile. She had no clue what was going on, only that something was clearly wrong.

“What are we going to do?” You said quietly as you leaned over, looking up at him.

He shrugged. Gale was so confused, “She’s rebelled, we’re all in trouble,” he replied, pursing his lips when he saw a Peacekeeper walk past.

The commotion was starting to turn to chaos. The members of District twelve were beginning to yell and ask for answers, wondering why their heroic Katniss would do something like this. They needed answers or this would soon become a mob.

Thats when he walked on stage, Head Peacekeeper Thread.

You could see Gale visibly tense up at the sight of him. You would never be able to remove the image of him tied up to that post, getting whipped over and over again out of your head. It was the worst thing you had ever seen and it had happened to the man you loved. Now the man responsible for it was parading around town, destroying the soul of your beloved district.

He tapped the microphone before speaking into it with his gruff and unkind voice, “Everyone back to your house!” He yelled out.

The crowd went silent at the mans demand. This was proof that something had gone wrong in the arena and everyone had a guess what it was; an uprising.

”Now” he commanded and everyone started to disperse.

You followed Gale and his family home, Hazelle didn't want you to be alone in that hostel you were staying at with all of those people in the dodgy side of town.

Everyone was silent as they walked towards their houses. There was an air of something and you could tell that there was a tension. Nobody had any answers and the Peacekeepers basically locking them in their houses made people anxious.

She sat in the living room of Gales house, unable to sit down. Your best friend was in that arena and nobody had any clue what was going on and it made you sick to the stomach. Then the thought of Gale worrying about her made her ill too and she grabbed onto the mantelpiece, looking at the only ever picture of their full family before the mining accident.

“You okay darling?” Hazelle asked and you turned around, putting on a smile.

“Just stressed, but everyone is,” you shrugged, trying to seem positive.

She nodded, “This is bad, isn’t it?” You could hear the fear in her voice and you wished that there was something that you could say to calm her nerves but this was really bad.

With hesitance, you nodded your head, “Let’s just wait, we dont need to jump to conclusions,” you said before excusing yourself.

You walked into Gales room and sat down on his bed. A smile came to your face as you looked at the picture that rested on his bedside table. It was the only picture that the two of you shared and it was from the party thrown for all nineteen year olds when they aged out of the games. You both had the widest grins on your faces.

“Thats my favourite picture in the world,” he stated.

A bitter feeling soaked through your chest as you put it back, eyes landing of the one of him and Katniss and Prim, “I thought that was,”

Gale didnt seem to get the hint because he just shrugged it off, sitting down nect to you, “Nah, you’re too pretty in that one,” he teased.

“Gale,” you chastised. He knew that you hated it when he complimented you but he always did it anyway.

He always assumed that you must have been self conscious and didnt like the compliments for that reason. It was actually because it hurt too much when he would compliment you, like the words burnt a hole in your chest because you knew that he didnt love you like you wanted him to.

It was wrong to be thinking about that, to be jealous of your best friend just because of some guy, especially in the situation you were in right now but you couldn’t help the way it bubbled up in your chest. He made it worse as he placed his hand on your shoulder, trying to reassure you it was okay.

“If she rebelled-“ you started to say.

He cut you off nearly immediately, “She did, she finally rebelled,” there was a sense of pride in his words and there it came again, that wave of bile in your throat.

”Fine,” you spat the words out and he instantly noticed how cold you were being, “This is bad Gale. She’s got us in trouble. They might kill us for knowing her,”

Like any best friend would, he sensed your worry and reached down, grabbing your hand and squeezing it once just like he had when you were watching the attack. It would normally calm you down but all of your emotions were heightened and you didnt even realise what you were doing before you tugged your hand away.

He muttered your name and you stood up, hands covering your stomach like you were trying to fight away the sickening feeling.

“What’s going on?” He asked.

You shrugged, turning away from him. You couldn’t even look at him. There was some part of you that could see the end coming and it was trying to tell him how you felt. You had to use all of your strength to push those words down.

You shook your head, “I’m scared,”

You couldn’t see him but you knew that he had stood up because there was a loud noise of a spring creaking that always came from standing up off of his old bed.

“What’s going on?” He repeated the question, this time more forcefully.

The tension was rising in the room and you could feel your head pounding. You couldnt bring yourself to turn around and look at him, have a normal conversation like a civilised human. You knew that if you turned around and looked into his gorgeous eyes that you would fall apart, spewing out all of the feelings that you had been burying in the last year.

“Leave it Gale, its not worth it,” your voice was less aggressive now, just quiet. You had a lot to pine about, all of these years you pined over him and now knowing you could tell him was breaking your heart.

“If we’re gonna die then you might as well tell me,” he stated.

He was right and you hated that. This might be your last time to ever tell him and even then you couldnt bring yourself to say it. You felt the shame of cowardice bubbling up in your chest.

You could live without saying those words. You’ve got a lot that you’ve lived without over the years but something in you told you that you should say it. You couldn’t spend the rest of your life, however short it is, wondering what should’ve been. And if it’s not meant to be, then it’ll be over anyway,

“Don’t make me do it,”

He placed a hand on your shoulder, “Just tell me,” he spun you around and you squeezed your eyes shut so you didn’t have to look at him.

He could see the tear that had slipped down your cheek and he knew that this was big. He muttered a please, soft and begging compared to your argument. You could only imagine what his family was thinking as you yelled - you two always argued but never yelled.

You opened your eyes hesitantly, watching as his eyes softened, “I love you,” you whispered, so only he could hear.

The Peacekeepers may be planning the end for them. They may be planning to round everyone up and shoot them, you didn't know. But at least you would die knowing that he knew how you truly felt.

His hand recoiled, and his eyes went wide. Horror washed over you. He didn't feel the same. This is what you had been fearing this whole time, that you would tell him how you felt, and he wouldn't reciprocate your feelings.

There was silence in the village, no sound of children crying, couples arguing. Silence. All that you could hear was the blood rushing to your head as you realised what mistake you’d made.

You closed your eyes shut, arms wrapping around yourself as you tried to hide away from his gaze as he worked out what to say next.

“Say it again,” he asked.

Your eyes fluttered open, confused. When you looked at him, he had a smile on his face, and you were confused.

With a shake of your head, you looked down at your feet, blinking back tears, “Don’t mock me,”

you had never been so vulnerable in front of anyone in your life. Your heart was shattering at the idea that you might die and this would be the last thing that had ever happened to you.

He walked over and you could see his feet appear in your vision. His hand came out, two fingers under your chin to tilt your head up so that you were looking at him. His eyes softened when he saw the tears spill down your cheeks.

He repeated the sentiment again, “Say it again,”

“I love you,” you whispered, even more quiet than before.

There was silence in the room and he broke it with a laugh, “I love you,” he replied before you could scolded him for laughing, “Thats what you were so scared of saying?” He laughed again, “I thought it was obvious that I was madly in love with you,”

Your eyes widened and you hit his chest, hand staying there, “Obvious? No, I thought you loved Katniss?”

He shook his head, “Back then. But she’s got Peeta, and she doesnt love me. Never will. You’re not my second choice, I just didnt see it back then. You’re all Ive ever wanted,”

You couldn’t stop yourself from leaning up and smashing your lips against his. His hands moved to your back, holding you close against his. One hand trailed up your spine, nestling in the back of your head as he manoeuvred your head slightly so that the kiss could be deepened.

For a second, you forgot all about the awful things that might happen and the fears for the rest of your life now that Katniss had destroyed the Games. You just stayed in this moment, allowing yourself to hold him tight.

You pulled away from him, the moment having been interrupted by the loud noise that ricocheted throughout the village as all of the engines pulled out at once. The sound of the truck engines all igniting at the same time made you both look at one another in panic.

There was a sinking feeling in your gut that had been getting progressively worse throughout the evening and now, as you rushed to the window and drew back the curtain to see the armoured trucks vanishing into the distance, it got worse.

The fear for your best friend was still echoing in the back of your mind but now, as you realised that they were all leaving, the panic set in.

You and Gale shared a worried look, “They’re leaving,” you mumbled, almost to yourself.

He nodded. There was a silence in the room as you both stood by the window. You both knew what was going on and what this all meant and the adrenaline started to pump through your body.

Gale leaned over, pressing one more kiss against your lips like it would be the last time that he would ever get to do it.

“We have to go, now,” he said and you agreed. You both knew what was gong to happen.

You rushed into his little sisters room, shaking Posey awake, “What’s wrong?” She asked, mumbling through sleep.

You didnt know how to explain it to her, “We’re just going on a little walk, grab your favourite teddy,” you said and she nodded, picking up the little teddy bear her father had given her.

“I’m sleepy,” she mumbled, holding her arms out. You couldn’t deny her and so you picked her up, hauling her into your arms.

When you walked out into the kitchen, you could see Hazelle packing some backpacks full of all of the food that they owned with canisters of water attached. The boys were helping; they were at the age where they could realise what was going on in the world, and they knew what would happen if they weren't fast.

“Where’s Gale?” You questioned, looking around.

“Him and some of the other men are trying to pull everyone out of bed and to the forest,” she explained, walking over and pressing a kiss to Poseys head, “You should help him,”

You nodded your head in agreement, settling the little girl down onto the sofa before promising to come back. You started to rush through the village, knocking on all of the doors that werent closed.

A lot of them had already started packing, but there were a few who weren't. She could see Mr and Mrs Wentworth closing their door, telling one of Gales friends from the mines that he did not want to go.

You looked around and noticed just how many people were refusing to leave, and that’s when you realised that if everyone did not get out soon and start heading to the forest, then there would be nobody left.

In the far corner of the village, she could see Gale arguing with a young woman with a baby. You rushed over, a hand on his shoulder.

“Please tell this man that I will not leave. The Capitol will not kill us, hes crazy,” she demanded, her baby screaming now.

“Miss, we have to leave, they will kill us,” you tried to reason.

She scoffed before turning around and shutting the door to her house.

You looked up at Gale and checked your watch. It had been 5 minutes since the trucks pulled out, “We need to go,”

he nodded. You both knew that this was going to be bad if they stayed for too long. The other men from the mines were rounding up as many people as they could but some didn’t believe and some were too scared of the forest to go with them there.

“I’ll go grab the last group over there, and I’ll meet you out there at our spot,” he promised.

You shook your head, “We’re not splitting up,”

”We have to,” he said, pressing a chaste kiss to your lips, “I love you,” he rushed off into the distance, and you knew this was it. You had to go now.

You spotted Katniss’ mother and Prim in the distance and you rushed over to them, “Let’s go,” you said.

“Will they really bomb us?” Prim asked.

“I think so, kid,” you replied.

You watched as Gales family came out of their house with some supplies, and then you knew you had everyone you needed. You stood up on a box and looked out at the group.

“Everyone, please follow me to the forest. Don’t be scared, we will be safe out there,” you called out and as you walked, you looked behind you.

You were disappointed at the lack of people there, maybe only four hundred or so. There were so many people in Dsitrict Twelve that werent coming.

It was chaos. Your group were heading towards the forest and everyone else to the main road, thinking they could find help there. You knew the Captiol would let everyone die. There would be no survivors if they got caught.

You and your group reached the border, and that’s when you saw the bombers flying over. You escorted everyone out, helping the young girl and her baby sister through the cracks through, lending a hand to the elderly couple.

the group walked up to the hill, and your heart was pounding as you watched them start to bomb the Distirct. Then you looked around.

Gale was missing.

Your heart was pounding in your chest as you realised that he was gone. He was gone, and you didn't know where he was. He might still be in there.

You were about to start panicking when you saw another group head up the hill, and you ran into his arms, holding him tight. You flinched at the sound of the bombs, but it was safe here, they didnt know they were here.

“I thought you were dead,” you muttered, helping him up the hill to his family.

He chuckled, “Coudnt get rid of me that easily,” he joked.

You shook your head, grabbing his hand and holdng it as you stood at the top of the hill. He squeezed it when he felt you tense up at the sound of the bombs.

Everyone watched as the bombers circled around, bombing down the main road at those that were trying to run to safety.

A tear slipped down your cheek as you watched them all die in the explosions. None of you could have done anything to help them and bring them back. You looked up at Gale, and he pulled you into his side. You watched a tear slip down his cheek at the sight of all of those who died. There were no words in the aftermath of the bombing. The knowledge that everyone had died weighed heavy on their hearts.

915 from District Twelve. You were the only ones who made it out alive. The war had just begun.

#gale hawthorne #gale hawthorne x reader #gale hawthorne x you #gale hawthorne fanfiction #hunger games #the hunger games #hunger games fanfiction #thg fanfiction #gale hawthorne x y/n #gale hawthorne self insert #gale hunger games #hunger games gale #hunger games fanfic #gale hawthorne angst #tw mass murder #liam hemsworth #liam hemsworth x reader #mj 1000 followers celebration #midnights celebration

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phefics · 4 months

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i’m sorry if you’re bored of the hg boys but i fear they are taking up all my brain space and you write them so well 😔

hg boys reacting to reader walking around their place naked/in underwear (i’m sorry if you’ve written something like this pooks i fear i am also very forgetful)

omg thank u!! i do get a lot of requests for them lol but i’m happy to do this for you!! (also “pooks” took me out /pos😭)

peeta would find it so hot, just having you comfortable enough to prance around in little to no clothes. he isn’t easily flustered about nudity, he mentions this in canon a few times i believe, so he would just find it sexy and also kind of sweet that you feel safe with him. it also makes it easy for him to make you cum in many different places around the house.

gale doesn’t pay much attention to it, honestly. if he’s in the mood, your lack of clothes makes it easy, but if he isn’t, he just lets you do your thing. nudity isn’t inherently sexual to him, if you wanna walk around naked he won’t judge you, but he also isn’t going to take it as a hint.

finnick is like peeta, just happy that you feel comfortable around him. nudity is nothing to him, after all he’s been through, a naked body isn’t embarrassing or even shocking to him. but when it’s your body…it definitely riles him up. he likes to sneak up behind you and press his half-hard cock against your ass, whispering dirty words in your ear.

coriolanus likes it, it makes him feel a sense of pride and ownership over you, having you walk around in skimpy outfits (or nothing at all) in his house. his girl in his house, showing off the body that he gets to fuck whenever he pleases.

sejanus finds it so hot, omg. he just constantly wants to bend you over any surface and fuck you. sometimes, it flusters him, only because he's nervous that someone will come by (like his ma) and catch you making breakfast in nothing but a pair of panties, but overall, he is a huge fan.

#💌 𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐗.#peeta mellark x reader #peeta mellark smut #peeta mellark #gale hawthorne x reader #gale hawthorne smut #gale hawthorne #finnick odair smut #finnick odair #finnick odair x reader #coriolanus snow x reader #coriolanus snow smut #coriolanus snow #sejanus plinth smut #sejanus plinth #sejanus plinth x reader #the hunger games #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #ophelia’s hcs

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swagatron9 · 2 years

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I volunteer

Pairings: Gale Hawthorne x reader

Warnings: none

Summary: Gale volunteers so he can be with the reader I wrote this on wattpad a few years ago and cant be bothered to go through and highlight things

For three years of my life, I had spent it dating the boy who I one day planned to marry. We were inseparable, it was a rare occasion that you would see one without the other. We were constantly going hunting together so we can both afford to pay for our family issues. Over time I could never imagine my life without him in it. "We should run away." Gale sat on my right, my head on his shoulder as we looked out into the fields. "I can't risk losing you to the games." His voice came out shaky has said those words. We were both in our last years for being entered in the games, so our names were in quite a few times.

"But what about our families? We can't just leave them behind, I'd never forgive myself." Truth was, I was scared of change. Everything was content the way it was, I was the youngest in my family, so I didn't have to worry about anyone being forced to go in the Hunger Games, the only person I had to worry about was Gale. He had younger siblings, ones that were capable of going into the Games in a few years' time.

"We'll bring them with us. We practically already live in the woods. What would be the difference?" He said nonchalantly.

"The difference is that we'd get caught. It's simple, we live we die. You know this." I would do anything to run away from this horrible place, but we would never get far, not without being caught.

"Don't you want to have a family someday? Kids of our own." I liked when Gale spoke about our future together, it was nice to know he thought about me as much as I did him.

"Of course, I do." We didn't speak about kids that often, but they had been mentioned several times before.

"We can't raise them here. What if they get reaped? You don't want that to happen." He wasn't wrong, I didn't want my kids to suffer through all this. I stared out to the distance and sighed. "I'm sorry. I'm just worried, what if you get reaped tomorrow?"

"Either of us could be reaped. The only thing we can do is hope."

I held Gale's hand as we walked towards where the reapings were being held. "Everything will be okay." It meant to come out as a whisper, words to reassure me that everything will be fine, but I knew that wasn't true. I couldn't predict the outcomes of what would happen today. I begged and begged that we could be safe. We split ways as we went to get signed in. I stood in the line for girls while Gale did the same for the boys. I stood behind someone I knew all too well.

"Hey, Katniss." She turned around a look of fear in her eyes. "How are you?" A silly question, but I couldn't stop it from leaving my lips.

"As good as anyone can be on this horrible day." She frantically looked around, letting a sigh of relief as her eyes landed on someone. A young girl, Prim. I'd never had the chance to meet her but by the stories that Katniss told me I could tell she was a lovely girl. "How are you and Gale?" Rumors went around not too long ago that Katniss had a crush on Gale, I wouldn't be surprised. Although throughout it I stuck around her, she was my only friend aside from Gale, and I could trust him so that was all that mattered.

"Same as usual. I can't wait for this to all be over, I won't have to worry anymore."

"Lucky for you." She sent me an unamused smile as I realized how insensitive I had sounded.

"Oh- I didn't mean for it to sound like that. I understand you have yourself and Prim to worry about. If you need anything I'd be happy to help." I didn't want her to dislike me. She was a friend I could spill my emotions to, and she'd always give me feedback, even if it weren't something I'd necessarily wanted to hear.

The line got shorter and the women at the desk repeating the same word over and over was starting to give me a headache.

'next'

It was finally Katniss' turn which meant I was next. My nerves began to rise as every minute went by. I looked over to my left to see Gale getting his blood taken. He looked over my way and sent me a smile, a smile filled with reassurance to tell me everything would be okay. But would it really?

'next'

I held my hand out to the peacekeeper that pricked my finger and pressed it to the piece of paper. My blood was smeared on the sheet as well as many other girls. The paper was scanned, and I was dismissed with a wave. "May the odds be ever in your favor." I jumped in surprise at the sound of Gale's voice in my ear.

"Our favor" I corrected. He leaned down and placed a peck against my lips.

"I'll see you in a bit." He walked away towards where all the males were gathered, and I took my place over where the females were.

Effie Trinket walked on stage in her over-the-top outfit that all Capitol people wore. "Welcome! Welcome, welcome. Happy Hunger Games and may the odds be ever in your favor." She gazed around at everyone before smiling brightly. "Now, before we begin. We have a very special film, brought to you all the way from the Capitol." The film began playing and my ears were filled with the blasting sound coming from the speaker.

"War, terrible war. Widows, orphans, a motherless child." President Snow's voice boomed through the speaker, causing me to wince. I look over towards where Gale was stood to see him already staring my way. Once he noticed my stare, he nodded his head before sending me a playful wink causing me to shake my head. "Brother turned on brother until nothing remains and then came the peace." I found it hard to believe there was ever peace in place so horrible as the Panem. "Each year the various districts of Panem would offer up one young man and woman. To fight to the death." I never understood why we were having to suffer from the results of our ancestors. "The lone victor, bathed in riches, would serve as a reminder of our generosity and our forgiveness. This is how we remember our past. This is how we safeguard our future."

"I just love that." The whole time Effie was stood reciting the short film, word for word. "Now the time has come for us to select one courageous young man and woman, for the honor of representing District 12 in the 74th annual Hunger Games. As usual, ladies first." I stood with fear, my name was in there 42 times, I could be the Tribute. Effie walked over to the glass bowl sat on the stool and dug her hand around the stack of envelopes. She teased the crowd as she took her time finding the correct one before she finally plucked one out. She eagerly waltzed over to the microphone and slowly undid the paper. My heartbeat quickened. She let out a breath before finally announcing who the unlucky person would be.

"Y/n Y/l/n!"

My face dropped. Everyone turned in my direction, but I turned to Gale. His face was similar to mine. He had a look of pain as he stared at me. "Don't be shy." I noticed that some of the peacekeepers were coming my way, so I began to slowly walk down the pathway that had formed through the people. I passed Katniss who had a look of sympathy on her face.

With every step I took, I felt fear, I was going to die. "And now for the boys!" Effie's voice was filled with excitement, something I could never understand. How could a person enjoy watching children fight to the death? She repeated the same as what she did with the females, taking her sweet time to grab an envelope. She let out a deep breath. "Peeta Mell-"

"I volunteer!" My breathing quickened at the sound of Gale's voice echoing throughout the area. I felt a tear roll down my cheek as I looked out towards the boy who just risked his life, all for nothing.

"Oh- I- Well, this certainly is new." Effie had developed a whole new level of excitement at the idea of someone volunteering. Gale made his way up the stair and stood beside Effie. "What a courageous young man you are. What's your name?"

"Gale Hawthorne." His words came out mumbled as he blankly stared out towards the crowd. I hadn't once taken my eyes off him since he spoke.

"Everyone give a round of applause for Gale." No one dared to move, they all had looks of sorrow and sympathy. They knew what was to come. "Well, our tributes from District 12. Go one you two, shake hands." I turned towards him and my face said it all. He shouldn't have done it, but there was no way to change it. As he gripped my hand, I felt his thumb caress the back of my hand. 'it'll be okay.' He mouthed those words to me, but I knew it wasn't true. "Happy Hunger Games. And may the odds be ever in your favor." We were ushered off the stage by peacekeepers before being taken into a small room. "

Why would you do that?" I didn't wait for him to reply as I continued. "What are we supposed to do? What are our families going to do?" Gale never looked up from the floor. "Are you listening to me? Why? Why would you volunteer yourself?"

"Because I love you." His gaze was still locked onto the ground. "I love you so much, and I can't risk losing you, so if I have to trade my life for yours then so be it." His voice broke, and then he finally looked up. Tears welled in my eyes at the look of distraught.

"But what if we both die? What if you die? I don't want to live without you, and we can't just leave our families behind." He let an annoyed sigh. Was he not thinking rationally?

"I'll do whatever it takes to make sure you win." He placed both his hands on my cheek and forced me to look him in the eyes. "I love you too much to lose you."

"You won't have me when you're dead and I won't have you. I refuse to leave the games without you. If you die, I die. There is no possible way you can convince me otherwise." My nerves were far gone out the window and instead, I was filled with anger.

"You're so stubborn, but that's why I love you." His head dipped down to connect our lips. It was a passionate kiss, filled with aggression. I was shoved back into the wall and our lips finally disconnected. "We'll discuss a plan later on."

We said our good-byes to our families and plenty of tears had been shed, no one knew how this would turn out. Only time would tell.

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puppy-coded · 1 year

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𝓖𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓗𝓪𝔀𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓷𝓮 𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

𝐌𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Gale has had an aversion to touch since he and (Y/N) had met. One day, one fateful day, he lets her run her fingers through his hair because, well, he cares about his girl and her happiness and satisfaction in their relationship. fem!reader, 1k+ words, 3rd person, early fic

𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭: Gale is pretty prickly to the girl who follows him around in the woods. fem!reader, 1k+ words, early fic, 3rd person

#➴➵➶➴athena writes➶➴➵➶#navigation #gale hawthorne #gale hawthorne x reader

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crazyhearttragedy · 6 months

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Gale Hawthorne Masterlist