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7s3ven · 5 months

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… [ MASTER LIST ] ༊*·˚

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who i write for ,

Harry Potter - Slytherin gang (fancast too), Golden trio, Tom Riddle, Cedric Diggory

Hunger Games - Cato Hadley + The Careers, President Snow, Peeta, Finnick O'dair

Maze Runner - Minho, Thomas

Percy Jackson - Luke Castellan (<3), Percy Jackson, Clarisse La Rue, Stoll brothers

Miscellaneous - Gilbert Blythe (AWAE), Tristan Dugray (Gilmore Girls)

HARRY POTTER…

- Tom Riddle

OBSESSION

IN WHICH… Tom Riddle is partnered with a Gryffindor for potions. He expects them to crush every assignment sent their way, but what he doesn’t expect is him falling in love.

- Theodore Nott : most popular !!

ONE CUP OF COFFEE

IN WHICH… Theodore Nott can’t stand the idea of actually falling in love but he finds himself questioning his choices after a rather comforting conversation with a Hufflepuff.

- Christmas specials featuring,

Tom Riddle,

LAST CHRISTMAS

IN WHICH… Tom can’t fall in love, he shouldn’t fall in love. So why does he love Y/N L/N with her yellow robes, doe eyes, and her obsession with snow so much that he’d kill anyone in his path to get to her?

( last christmas - wham! )

Harry Potter,

BUY ME PRESENTS

IN WHICH… Y/N L/N’s situationship, Matteo Riddle, isn’t the best boyfriend material and when he forgets to buy her a Christmas present, she finally breaks it off. Luckily, she knows someone who’ll do everything Matteo didn’t.

( buy me presents - sabrina carpenter )

Oliver Wood,

ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS YOU

IN WHICH… Nothing would make Oliver Wood happier than getting a new broom as his Christmas present. That, or Y/N Malfoy finally noticing him. When the two collide at Hogsmeade, Oliver is overjoyed. Perhaps this Christmas, he’ll get two gifts.

( all i want 4 christmas is u - mariah carey )

Cedric Diggory,

CINDY LOU WHO

IN WHICH… Y/N L/N helps her crush and longtime best friend, Cedric Diggory, get with another girl. Deep down, she knows she’ll never be the bright and bubbly girl Cedric wants. She’ll always be the cunning snake with a knack for starting fights.

( cindy lou who - sabrina carpenter )

Draco Malfoy,

SANTA, TELL ME

IN WHICH… Draco Malfoy no longer enjoys Christmas, especially not when he has to stay at Hogwarts while all his friends are gone. But a certain bright-eyed Hufflepuff is glad to keep him company.

( santa, tell me - ariana grande )

Theodore Nott,

THE IDEA OF US

IN WHICH… the saddest thing in a relationship is knowing you met the wrong person at the wrong time yet you still can’t let them go.

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HUNGER GAMES…

- Cato Hadley

LACY

IN WHICH… Clove Kentwell can’t help but compare herself to Cato’s ex. They may have dated a year ago, but she sees the way he still looks at her.

( lacy - olivia rodrigo )

JEALOUS GIRL

IN WHICH… Y/N L/N grows jealous over Cato and Glimmer’s new bond yet denies any sign of anger despite it being obvious (part of a book)

( jealous girl - lana del rey )

DANCING WITH YOUR GHOST

IN WHICH… Cato Hadley and Y/N L/N accept there can only be one winner. The Capitol watches as one falls and the other leaves the arena with a furious heart, not quite moving on.

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MAZE RUNNER…

- Minho

IF WE GO DOWN, WE GO DOWN TOGETHER

IN WHICH… Minho firmly believes in the saying ‘if we go down, then we go down together’ especially when his long-time crush, and best friend, gets stuck in the maze.

( paris - the chainsmokers )

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PERCY JACKSON…

- Luke Castellan

NOBODY’S SON, NOBODY’S DAUGHTER

part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 4

IN WHICH… Y/N L/N, after spending a decade at Camp Half-Blood, still remains unclaimed. Luckily, Luke is there to keep her company as her good friend. And to, perhaps, provide a bit more.

( chemtrails over the country club - lana del rey )

HELL-FIRE

part 1 / part 2 (in progress)

HELL-FIRE SPIN OFF

IN WHICH… Y/N doesn’t want to admit it, but perhaps she and the mischievous son of Hermes have more in common than she originally thought.

( hellfire - the hunchback of notre dame )

POPULAR

IN WHICH… Y/N is tired of being bullied her whole life so she makes a deal with Luke. As long as she does his bidding, he’ll make her popular.

( popular - the weeknd )

THE GRUDGE

IN WHICH… Y/N L/N can’t forgive Luke for his crimes despite loving him more than she loves herself.

( the grudge - olivia rodrigo ) UR MY LOVER

IN WHICH... Camp Half-Blood has its very own band to entertain themselves. Most of the campers aren’t sure where they get their electricity for their instruments but one thing they are certain about is that the substitute lead singer and lead guitarist definitely have a thing for each other.

( lover - taylor swift + shawn mendes ) POISON & TOXIN

IN WHICH... Luke commits the unthinkable and Y/N no longer wants any part in his life. Unfortunately for her, Luke isn’t ready to let her go.

( mad woman - taylor swift ) DRIVING LESSONS

IN WHICH… Luke attempts to teach Percy how to drive and, in the process, almost crashes into Luke’s long time crush. But maybe he can spin it in his favor.

MY LOVE

IN WHICH… the half-blood campers live in a world where everybody is granted a soulmate. Everybody but the favoured child of Aphrodite, who was always destined to live a life without true love.

( my love, mine, all mine - mitski )

EVERY1 WANTS HIM

IN WHICH… Y/N L/N realizes she didn’t the only girl hopelessly in love with Luke. And when she finally lets him go, that’s when he decides to reciprocate her precious feelings.

( slut! - taylor swift )

PEN PALS - trailer

pt 1 / pt 2 / pt 3

ATHENA'S GIRL - trailer

part 1 / part 2 / part 3

( warrior of the mind )

- Connor Stoll

UNBEARABLE

#minho tmr x reader #hunger games x reader #x reader #masterlist #percy jackson fanfiction #percy jackson series #percy jackson x reader #percy jackon and the olympians #luke castellan pjo #cato hunger games #marvel hunger games #thg series #president snow

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clatoera · 15 days

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Picket Fence is Sharp as Knives Chapter 7: They Got No Idea About Me And You

Heyyyy Besties. Long time no see. March was rough. It's been rough. But tell a friend to tell a friend she's baaack.

Title from t swift Dress. I almost used a chappell roan lyric but I have committed so hard to the t swift bit I couldnt do it.

ao3

masterpost

It is the long awaited cashbaria chapter, featuring a scene of them during the 74th games and then a post war follow up of them! I specifically need to mention and notice my friends @bodyelectric77my go to cashbaria queen and @kentwells who has had MANY many conversations about these things with me. They write the Cashbaria that I read so please check them both out!!! I don't think @ohhowwehavefallen even uses tumblr anymore but at this point she gets tagged in any post I make ever so..hello bestie.

I am not a cashbaria writer and I hope I did them justice in this fic. It was a LOT of fun. I had wanted to get it up earlier this week for Sapphic Visibility day along with @bodyelectric77 because it's funny they have similar vibes of sapphics being blatantly visible but the people closest to them being absolutely oblivious. Thank you my friend, you're incredible, your writing inspires me.

Alright. Lets rock this bitch.

“Mmm…think they’ve noticed yet?”

As the voice comes from behind her, Enobaria can’t help the coy smile that etches it’s way on to her face. She doesn’t even need to turn to face the source, as she is hit with the combined smell of vanilla and honey and something floral that is just uniquely Cashmere. If the scent alone weren’t enough, the flurry of blonde curls that leak over her upper arm as a familiar face rests on her shoulder, with lithe hands wrapping around her waist would be the dead giveaway that it is her girlfriend.

Well, her girlfriend, or someone with a very creative death wish.

“Noticed what? That they’re trying to fit four people on a couch made to fit two?” Enobaria muses, bringing her hand up to rest her fingertips along Cashmere’s cheek bone. “I know Cato thinks he needs to live inside of Clove, but it’s a little nauseating to watch.”

It isn’t even Enobaria’s style, this blatant display of hands-on skin and kisses on cheeks, but it wasn’t like she was ashamed of such. It was dangerous, to give the president any further leverage to dangle above either of them. It wasn’t public and it wasn’t secret, but a third undefinable thing. The kind of thing that was open to their safest friends—Brutus, Gloss, Finnick, Johanna and such—and on a need-to-know basis with all the others. That group of safest friends would of course include Cato and Clove, if they ever figured it out that is.

Still. They are mostly alone, doing what District Two called “mentor mentoring” but what Enobaria and Brutus so affectionately call babysitting. It was just the right time of day, when the action died down, and victors were either slipping off to self soothe (medicate) or prepare for whatever the evening presented in terms of sponsors and clientele.

And honestly, if anyone needed babysitting to ensure they actually learned how to mentor, it was Cato and Clove.

“They’re just excited to be together!” Cashmere assured, settling into the space between Enobaria and the bar, wrapping her other arm around her to pull her fully into a hug from behind her. “They’re kids, they’re just having fun. You knowwhat I’m talking about them noticing, ‘Baria. Have they noticed this.” To emphasize, she kisses along her jawline, but keeps her eyeline trained on the four young victors loudly taunting each other on the couch. If she didn’t know any better, she would have thought they were just normal teenagers, up too late and laughing loud enough that their parents would be down to yell at them at any minute.

Unfortunately, they were not normal kids, and they were barely raised by their parents at all. They were raised by combinations of victors, trainers, and violence in various combinations.

The four of them, practically on top of each other, mocking other teenagers as they screamed on television, was somehow as close to normal as they were ever going to be.

Enobaria lets out a little sigh as she leans into Cashmere’s affection, before she gives a little shake of her head. “I mean it. It’s like they don’t notice anyone but each other. They probably don’t even realize they aren’t alone on the couch.”

“And they were going to go into the games together? That would have been a real PR disaster for District Two, you know.” Cashmere teases, before she slips around from behind Enobaria to the side of her, before slipping one of her legs on top of the other woman’s knees and nearly sitting right in her lap.

“You’re telling me. It would have been an absolute nightmare. We used to think they were this perfect pair, they just understood each other so well. Yeah, it could have been hard when it came down to the final two but nothing they couldn’t handle. But then…you know, they thought they were so good at sneaking around, but they’re fucking idiots. They didn’t talk to anyone else. One was always missing from their bed. They were great together, apparently a little too great. It was a liability to send them in together. I know I was afraid of what we would pull out of that arena in whichever won.” Enobaria took the opportunity to be the one holding Cashmere now, resting her head against the blonde’s. “Sometimes I wish we had done it, though. He’s fucking infuriating. It’s gross to watch them.”

“Oh, you don’t mean that, Enobaria. They’re cute together. They’re happy, and they get to be openly happy. Unlike the rest of us. I’d kill for that. So would Finnick…and Glimmer too.”

“They don’t even know how lucky they are.” It does not need to be said what luck Enobaria was referring to. By some miracle there was never any demand for the two of them, no clients to be at the beck and call of. It was probably becauseof each other, and for that, Enobaria really was thankful for their mutual survival.

That was not something she was prepared to explain to Clove quite yet.

“You busy tonight?” Enobaria slides in, intentionally sliding in vague phrasing due to the risk of ever listening walls.

She feels Cashmere physically sag in her arms, practically collapsing the lines of her body to press flush against her. “The usual. The gamemakers get bored at this point in the games until things spice up.”

Enobaria tenses at the phrasing. It was clear what (and more importantly, who) was going to be spicing things up for the gamemakers tonight. She gently scratches her nails over the pale forearms she holds in her hands, drawing little swirling patterns with the very tip of her index finger. “Gloss and Glimmer too?”

“Gloss is with Finnick. Glimmer’s got the fullest schedule of all of us tonight.” Cashmere feels the coolness in her voice at the statement, and if someone didn’t know her, they may even mistake it for jealousy over her little sister’s popularity. Little did they know the layer of self-loathing that overtook Cashmere and Gloss both, anytime the schedule of Glimmer’s nightly roster of abusers was sent over.

“What’s going on with your sister and Marbles up there?” Enobaria took the opportunity to ask, cocking her head just slightly as she watches the two victors opposite Cato and Clove, and from where she’s standing, Glimmer may as well be curled up in the lap of her own fellow District One victor. “It’s like career victor inbreeding these days. Cato and Clove…Shimmer and Sparkles up there…Finnick and crazy Cresta…”

“I’m not sure. She never told us something was happening with them. They’ve been friends for a long time. He’s sweet to her. She hasn’t told me anything specific, though, and I’m sure she would if they were together.” Cash sticks her hand out blindly to the side, grabbing the glass off the bar that Enobaria had been drinking before Cashmere slid into her arms. It’s always easier, to deal with those bored clients, with a little bit of a sedative in her system. She doesn’t even get more than a sip before she shutters, harshly reminded that District Two does not believe in mixers. Instead, she taunts Enobaria gently, “Would we be part of Victor inbreeding then, Baria?”

“Absolutely not. We can’t actually accidentally breed. Besides. We’re not from the same district, we’re adding diversity to the Victor gene pool.” Enobaria teases in response but raises a playful eyebrow. “You think Glimmer would just...tell you? Remind me again how she found out about us?”

“Oh, Enobaria that’s not important- “

“No, I like to hear it.”

Cashmere’s eyeroll was nearly audible as she let out an annoyed sigh. “She noticed I changed my nail shape for the first time in ten years.”

“And why did you change your nails?”

Enobaria grins, watching the flush actually flood Cashmere’s neck and trail up to her face. “You know why, you aren’t being funny!”

“I know. I just like how you get all flustered about it.” Enobaria squeezes her arm playfully, before she leans up to kiss right under her ear. “And I appreciate the consideration.”

“Enobaria!” Cashmere huffs, twisting in her arms before crossing her own over her chest. “So, they didn’t notice youdon’t have your little razor nails?”

“Baby, I don’t think Clove knows you can even paint nails, let alone notices the shape.”

“You practically raised her. I remember you coming to the Capitol that one weekend when we were young and asking me how to teach her how to throw, oh it was so cute, Baria. She knows you so well, she has to notice something!” At the mention of them, nearly ten years ago, she wriggles back into Enobaria’s embrace warmly. “That’s how I knew there was some love in that scary District Two Victor shell, the notorious Enobaria asking how to teach a little girl the proper technique. Not just a little girl at training, but one you actually cared about!”

“Exactly. I spent the most time with her. You’ve been part of my life almost as long as she’d be able to remember. I’ve always been just like this.” Enobaria sighs, before she brings her hand up to run through the very end of Cash’s curls. “I actually don’t think she’s ever once considered I may actually like…yeah. I don’t think that’s crossed her mind.”

“Mmhmm, were you kissing pretty blonde girls in your lap back in District Two?” Cash teases, wrapping an arm around her girlfriend’s shoulders, beyond testing the limits of how far she could go before any of those damn kids noticed. “Cato seems like he knew his way around the girls his age, you mean he never even made a comment about it?”

“Cash, you are literally on top of me, and he hasn’t noticed. He isn’t the most observant career boy you’ll ever meet. He actually was so obsessed with Clove, he wasn’t that hard to keep off other girls. I just wanted to keep him off of— and out of—Clove. Besides. I don’t think he knows that girls...can be with girls. That might break his fragile little brain.”

Cashmere throws her head back in a genuine laugh that should have pulled the attention of the whole room. Somehow, the four of them are so in their own little word they don’t even bat an eye.

Thank God all four of them weren’t in the games together. They’d never pay enough attention to their surroundings for any single one of them to come out a winner.

“What do you mean? He doesn’t know girls can like girls?”

“His only two modes are kill and Clove. We’re lucky he remembers to breathe. Or unlucky, depending on the day.”

“Are you going to tell them then?” Cash teases. It’s evident that Enobaria isn’t hiding anything from Clove. They are truly just not observant enough to notice anything but themselves.

As if to emphasize they are truly paying no attention to the girls in the back of the room, Clove can be heard making some snide remark as she gets off of Cato’s lap, reaching down into the fruit bowl on the glass coffee table in front of them. At the same time, they watch as Glimmer shifts to the side so Marvel climbs out from under her. He walks to one end of the room before Clove takes her hand full of something they cannot yet identify to the other.

Enobaria and Cashmere watching in a shared sense of amusement and confusion as Clove quite literally starts throwing, with unyielding precision, something small directly into Marvel’s mouth.

“Are those...?” Cashmere muses, tilting her head in bemusement, an inquisitive expression on her face.

“I think they’re grapes?” Enobaria confirms.

Enobaria laughs, actually openly laughs, when Marvel lets out a sharp yelp as he gets absolutely drilled in the eye by a little green fruit.

“Clove! What the hell, I thought you don’t miss!” Marvel whines, bringing his hand to cover his stinging left eye.

“I don’t.” Clove reminds with a smug smirk on her face.

Cashmere audibly sighs, burying her face in the lengths of Enobaria’s hair at her neck. “…you know what, on second thought, maybe they should figure it out themselves.”

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There are approximately fifty steps between Clove’s front door and Enobaria’s. Forty-four if you walked fast, sixty if you took your time. It’s not a hard path to cross, even in a District Two blizzard.

It is a miserable trek, however, when someone else’s child is screaming at you the entire walk.

“I know, I know, you miss your mother that we just saw fifteen seconds ago.” Enobaria mumbles, practically slamming her front door shut behind her the second she is fully inside. The heartbroken mumbles of ‘mama’ coming from the one-year-old, with his teary blue eyes staring at the door like his mother would walk in and rescue him at any moment, give Enobaria a sense of Déjà vu she wishes all too well she didn’t know how to place. For all he looked like his father—and by god Cato may as well have cloned himself— there evidently was some of his mother in him, too. “I’m not going to steal you forever kid, trust me. I know you’d live inside her if you could, but unfortunately for you so would your dad.”

She kicks her shoes off, fully intending to lay on the couch for the next few hours, hoping to lull the boy to sleep until Clove would be back to collect him after…wherever the hell they were going.

She had tried to pay attention to Clove’s plans for the night. It isn’t her fault that Clove made such a clingy little thing that cried any time he was out of her arms.

“Alright, buddy, lets just stop with the sad eyes, if you go to sleep, she’ll be back when you wake up—” When she makes that promise of a returning mother, she is at least sure a liar will not be made of her this time.

As soon as Enobaria goes to sit with him, she hears some sort of chatter elsewhere in the house. The sound of a hairdryer pairs with the voices, and immediately she knows Cash must be singing to herself or something as she does her hair.

“Oh, Aunt Cash will be so excited to see you.” She is drawn to the sound she shifts him from her shoulder to lower on her hip, his endless babbles of mama nearly blending into the background now.

As soon as she reaches the top of her stairs, she hooks the right to the bedroom, as the sound of the dryer gets louder and louder. Smiling to herself, she nudges the door open with her foot. “Hey baby, I didn’t know you were coming home yet, I brought—”

Enobaria is stunned to silence as she is greeted by not one, not two, but three blonde girls sitting on the bathroom floor looking up at her. The baby, too, even stops his incessant babbling to stare at Cashmere and the girls.

Cash sits, with her back to the bathtub, hair dryer in her hand, and a little blonde toddler sitting cross legged on each of her knees. She flicks the dryer off with a wide smile on her face, looking up at Enobaria.

One of the twins steals the first greeting, big green eyes blinking up at her and the sweetest little smile on her face when she sees her. She pushes off of Cashmere’s knee, to close the distance between herself and her other aunt. “Hiiiiii Aun-ie Baria! We’re visit-in your house!!”

Enobaria softens, leaning down to scoop up the little girl with her free arm. It had become surprisingly easy to tell the twins apart once they got a little bigger, and from personality alone she knew who she was talking to at any time.

“Hello Miss Stella,” It was always a little shocking, claiming Cashmere’s nieces as her own, and it was almost unsettling at times how much they looked like they could be Cashmere’s girls. Still, they’re sweet kids and they’re cute as hell. It is shockingly easy to love them. “How did you end up here in our other house! It’s a long way from your house…”

“Uh you told me that we were babysitting today, Enobaria.” Cashmere reminds her as if it is obvious. She shifts Aurelia to sit between her legs as she reaches over and grabs a curling iron off the tile floor beside her.

“Yeah, Cash, I was watching him.” Enobaria nods her head towards the little blond boy, who’s resolved to resting his head on her shoulder. At least he had finally stopped crying—

and hey, she gets it, she likes to look at Cash too. “You just... brought the girls on the train and didn’t think to like... mention that?”

“Oh, it’s not a big deal! They were excited to come see our other house, huh sunshine?” Cash waves off, before she brushes through her niece’s long baby soft hair with her fingers one time before she takes the curling iron to a small section. Aurelia sits so uncharacteristically still for a two and a half year old, clearly well trained on how to have her hair done.

“How did you even end up with them today?” Enobaria decides her best course of action is to just join Cashmere on the floor, and kicks the door shut behind her. She presses against the wood with her back, sliding down while still holding both the toddlers in her arms without missing a beat. “aren’t they kind of little for your to be heating up their hair like that?”

“It’s the second Wednesday of the month!” She explains as if that means anything, carefully placing the hot iron out of reach before reaching for a handful of pink ribbon which she ties around the little half ponytail she makes on her niece’s head. “Don’t be silly honey, I used heat protectant on it! They like to feel pretty!”

“Does that mean something to me that it’s second Wednesday?”

“It’s nail day, Enobaria. Second and Fourth Wednesdays are nail days. Stella, show Auntie Baria your nails!” Cashmere instructs, and Stella does stick out her little hand towards Enobaria’s face. Enobaria, to her credit, does give an appreciative glance at the incredibly tiny pink nails. “I think they’re all doing something together, Glim said she’ll be in Two anyway to pick them up tonight. Like I said, I thought we were already babysitting them, and Glimmer didn’t correct me so...”

Aurelia is the one who pushes off of Cash next, little blonde curls bouncing as she half runs across the room. She settles herself between the two children Enobaria already holds, reaching out her own little pink nails to grab the baby’s hand. “Hiiii baby.”

“Look at you, covered in career babies.” Cash teases, her hand over her heart playfully. “Come here Stells, it’s your turn.” She cocks her head as Stella does as she’s asked, and Aurelia shifts to take her place with Enobaria. “How old is he? Is he one yet?”

“Yeah, well, remember when I called it Career Victor inbreeding? This is what I meant.” Enobaria teases playfully, glancing down at the baby who was finally, somehow, done with his crying. Now, he just stared at the twins with wide blue eyes, fascinated by the shimmering gold ribbons on the middle of their dresses. “Mmm… he’ll be one I think next month. It’s soon.”

“He’s just so freaking big. He’s like... twin sized and they’re nearly three.” She mumbles, taking a few moments just to hold Stella in her lap rather than go straight for her hair. “Oh, come on, Enobaria, at least they’re cute! They’re so worth it. And we get to give them back at the end of the day, that’s the best part.”

“Of course he’s huge, his dad is a mammoth.” Enobaria reminds, gently prying his hands off of Aurelia’s tulle skirt that he had managed to lean forward to grab. “They are pretty cute kids; I’ll give them that. Even if this one looks like his dad.”

“Poor Clove, he’s practically bigger than her. That had to hurt...” Cashmere mumbles, going back to her task of brushing through Stella’s soft hair.

“….Cash?”

“Yeah, baby?” She replies absently, spritzing Stella’s hair before going in with the curling iron.

“…we are watching all the kids. All their parents are alone right now.”

“Yeah, and? I think they were doing something tonight?”

“Yeah, probably each other!” Enobaria nearly hisses.

“Oh, relax Enobaria! They aren’t doing that! Aren’t they all together?”

Enobaria half whispers, glancing between the two little blond kids she held and the one in Cashmere’s lap. “They won’t be together all night. We are not watching a fourth one, Cash. I draw the line at a fourth. How did we end up watching three children who do not belong to us?”

Cashmere tries to stifle her giggle, failing miserably as she reminds her, “we didn’t pay enough attention when babysitting their parents.”

#arwbfb tag #the hunger games #arwbfb au #pfsk tag #picket fence is sharp as knives tag #always remember we're burned for better tag #cashbaria #enobaria x cashmere #cashbaria tag #enoabria thg #cashmere thg #clato thg #glimmer and marvel tag #clato tag #hunger games fanfic

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fatefought · 10 months

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where: cadie's hotel room

who: cadie kentwell & coriolanus snow ( @ofxcadences )

lights were off, other than a set slightly dimmed by the obligatory office space in the hotel room. cadie kentwell was a tremendous victor of the hunger games. she chose an incredibly drab hotel to reside in. opulence should adorn her, though he supposes clove meeting her demise may have permanently hindered the older sister. such a shame ; such a waste. coriolanus would have preferred a victor from district two the previous year as well. had cato and clove been the final two, a sudden rule change would not have been necessary.

still, he waits. peacekeepers stand guard at hall exitways. should cadence attempt to forgo this sudden meeting, she will be stopped. it's never wise to turn a back to president snow when he wishes to have a conversation with another. it's only poor manners to deny.

#eventideevent03 #* closed / snow .#ofxcadences

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papcrrings · 3 months

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Valentine's Day Starter Call

just back from hiatus so late to the party but below the cut is a starter call for all my muses. i think i've plotted for most people but if i've listed a date incorrectly, just pop me a message because i'm still lowkey ill and my brain is half-functioning. for the sake of efficiency, just reply with starter pairings (must be specific with who) instead of liking and waiting for me to message for plots. there is no cap for total starters or starters per mun but please give some of the unloved muses some love if you can <3

anna of cleves - blind date with veronica lodge

general vibe : anna is a boss babe and will flirt with whoever she finds attractive (will back off if they aren't interested though of course). she loves to dance and is great fun at parties.

plotting ideas : drinking, dancing, general chatting, people watching, flirting

starters : veronica lodge

anthony bridgerton - attending with kate sharma

general vibe : anthony believes that parties are the one thing he'll understand in this modern world but he will probably be slightly confused by it nonetheless. he'll really enjoy the museum though.

plotting ideas : drinking, dancing, general chatting, networking, people watching, exploring the museum, networking, enjoying good food

starters : kate sharma, simon basset, eloise bridgerton

cato hadley - attending with clove kentwell

general vibe : cato is there to cause controlled chaos. he'll drink and dance and rub elbows with washington's elite but mostly, he just wants to cause trouble for people and have a bit of fun.

plotting ideas : drinking, dancing, general chatting, networking, people watching (spying), exploring the museum, chaos

starters : clove kentwell, rue green

diego hargreeves - attending with lila pitts

general vibe : diego is mostly there just to hang out with lila but will engage in conversation if need be. he's a hargreeves so some chaos might also accidentally happen.

plotting ideas : drinking, general chatting, people watching, snacking in the corner, chaos

starters : grace hargreeves

effie trinket - attending with haymitch abernathy

general vibe : effie enjoys helping to organise events like this but is at the gala to have fun. she is trying to figure out why haymitch is so interested in her (and i have plans to possibly make her aware) but she'll also spend her time networking and finding new clients.

plotting ideas : drinking, dancing, general chatting, networking, people watching

starters : coriolanus snow

fabian prewett - blind date with shi mei

general vibe : fabian is still adjusting to this modern world but enjoys a good party so will have good vibes and be fun to hang out with.

plotting ideas : drinking, dancing, general chatting, people watching, exploring the museum, chaos, enjoying good food, flirting

starters : bill weasley, molly weasley

felicity mckinnon - attending with stitch pelekai

general vibe : fliss is concerned about a repeat of last year because of the dark magic she tried to use when in the rage-fueled state. she will, however, try and have the best time. probably slightly on high-alert but hiding it well.

plotting ideas : drinking, dancing, general chatting, people watching, exploring the museum, chaos, enjoying good food

starters : stitch pelekai, cleo mckinnon, ethan mckinnon

finnick odair - attending with annie cresta

general vibe : finnick loves a good party but is probably a bit wary after hearing what happened last valentine's day. still, he'll have a good time with his wife.

plotting ideas : drinking, dancing, general chatting, exploring the museum, enjoying good food

starters : annie cresta

guinevere pendragon - attending solo

general vibe : gwen loves love so will thoroughly enjoy valentine's day and seeing all the lovely people in love while also feeling a bit sad that she hasn't got that love right now.

plotting ideas : drinking, dancing, general chatting, exploring the museum, enjoying good food

starters : morgana pendragon, cullen rutherford

henry turner - attending with carina barbossa

general vibe : henry enjoys a good museum so he'll probably mostly be exploring but he'll engage in the party as well. he'll be good company for sure.

plotting ideas : drinking, dancing, general chatting, exploring the museum, enjoying good food, people watching

starters : carina barbossa

isaac lahey - attending with lissa dragomir

general vibe : isaac is fine at parties but not always the best company because he can be a bit of a grump and can't get drunk. still, he'll try and enjoy himself, especially with his date.

plotting ideas : drinking, dancing, general chatting, snaking in the corner, people watching

starters : peter hale

joseph hernandez - attending with clarisse renaldi

general vibe : joseph is usually cool as a cucumber but is more than a little nervous about going to the gala with clarisse. unaware joe isn't as casual about dancing with a queen.

plotting ideas : drinking, dancing, general chatting, exploring the museum, enjoying good food

starters : clarisse renaldi

kala dandekar-rasal - attending solo

general vibe : despite technically being single in this world, kala would not sign up for a blind date because of rajan and wolfgang, whom she misses terribly. still, she will try to have a good time at the party.

plotting ideas : drinking, dancing, general chatting, exploring the museum, snacking in the corner, people watching

starters : filippa kosta

kate denali - attending with garrett

general vibe : because she's off the clock, kate is taking this event as a good excuse to get dressed up and celebrate her mate finally being in the city.

plotting ideas : drinking, dancing, general chatting, exploring the museum, people watching, flirting (but like playfully because she's off the market)

starters : rosalie hale

lucerys velaryon - attending with bianca di angelo

general vibe : lucerys is just vibing in this modern world, trying to enjoy being alive and living his best life.

plotting ideas : drinking, dancing, general chatting, exploring the museum, people watching, snacking in the corner/enjoying good food

starters : bianca di angelo, harwin strong

marcel gerard - attending solo

general vibe : marcel is often a host when he has events at his bar so just being a guest is a nice change and he's just vibing.

plotting ideas : drinking, dancing, general chatting, exploring the museum, people watching, flirting, chaos, feeding on people possibly

starters : rebekah mikaelson, sha hualing, klaus mikaelson

mark sloan - attending with lexie

general vibe : mark is just happy to have the night off and spend it with his wife, that's all.

plotting ideas : drinking, dancing, general chatting, exploring the museum, enjoying good food

starters : lexie grey, amelia shepherd, meredith grey

maximum ride - attending solo

general vibe : now that she's aware, max is just missing fang and the rest of the flock and is probably a bit of a grump in need of cheering up and letting loose.

plotting ideas : drinking, dancing, general chatting, exploring the museum, people watching, snacking/lurking in the corner

starters :

neville longbottom - attending with luna

general vibe : neville is all cleaned up in a suit but still as awkward as ever. probably in need of people to make him feel at ease.

plotting ideas : drinking, dancing, general chatting, snacking in the corner, exploring the museum

starters : harry potter, luna lovegood

river song - attending with twelve

general vibe : honestly? just hoping for less violence than last year.

plotting ideas : drinking, dancing, general chatting, networking, exploring the museum, enjoying good food, flirting (but like playfully because she's off the market)

starters :

salazar slytherin - attending with helga hufflepuff

general vibe : hoping for a peaceful valentine's day where he doesn't die and nobody he loves dies

plotting ideas : drinking, dancing, general chatting, networking, exploring the museum, enjoying good food

starters : helga hufflepuff, rowena ravenclaw

sansa stark - attending with theon greyjoy

general vibe : feeling a little nervous about attending with theon but planning to havde a good time nonetheless

plotting ideas : drinking, dancing, general chatting, exploring the museum, people watching, enjoying good food

starters : theon greyjoy

simon lewis - attending with isabelle lightwood

general vibe : just gonna be his usual self and a have a good time with his fiancee.

plotting ideas : drinking, dancing, general chatting, exploring the museum, people watching

starters : max lightwood

stefan salvatore - attending with caroline forbes

general vibe : again, just happy to be alive and hoping this doesn't turn out like any of the dances he went to in mystic falls.

plotting ideas : drinking, dancing, general chatting, people watching, enjoying good food

starters : caroline forbes, bonnie bennett, josie saltzman, enzo st. john

teddy lupin - attending with victoire weasley

general vibe : because she's off the clock, kate is taking this event as a good excuse to get dressed up and celebrate her mate finally being in the city.

plotting ideas : drinking, dancing, general chatting, exploring the museum, people watching, flirting (but like playfully because she's off the market)

starters : scorpius malfoy, lily luna potter, roxanne weasley

xenophilius lovegood - attending with pandora lovegood

general vibe : xeno is determined to get pandora to remember him again in the safest way possible. so he's trying to be super romantic with her while also having a good time.

plotting ideas : drinking, dancing, general chatting, exploring the museum, people watching, enjoying good food

starters : pandora lovegood, chu wanning

#hw: plot call #hwminievent6 #event : valentine's gala

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I Will Win For Us - Clove Kentwell x fem reader (Chapter 3)

Chapter 1

Previous Chapter

warnings: homophobia, violence, angst

word count: 1.451

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As soon as Clove had been brought away by the Peacekeepers her parents and I were thrown out of the room.

Her parents immediately pulled me aside.

“What was that supposed to mean? How can you dare to kiss our daughter?”, her dad inquired furiously.

I did not like the way he was grabbing me by my collar, but I did not do anything about it. It would only enrage him further.

“She kissed me because I'm her girlfriend”, I clarified.

My voice was still shaking slightly from the emotional roller-coaster I was experiencing. It was hard to grasp that Clove was actually on her way to the Hunger Games now.

“What do you mean? Our daughter would have never done anything like that. What did you promise her for doing you that favor?”, her mom questioned.

I groaned in frustration. Her parents had always like me until now but of course that had to change now that the truth had been revealed.

“Clove and I love each other. That's all that's behind it. But we didn't tell you because ...”

Her dad interrupted me while tightening his grip: “Because she was ashamed obviously. Our daughter would never do anything like that.”

“Anything like what? Falling in love or falling in love with a girl?”, I challenged him.

Suddenly his fist met my face.

Luckily nobody could see us where we were standing.

He had let go of my collar leading me to stumble a few steps back from his punch.

I could have blocked it, but I wanted them to feel superior for now.

“Our daughter isn't a freak. There has to be a greater reason behind all of this”, Clove's mom claimed.

“What? That she pretended to love me to get to train with me? She could have done that as a friend as well. This is exactly why we decided not to tell you. But it doesn't matter because I will probably never see her again”, I realized, new tears coming to my eyes.

“Keep your shit together! It is our daughter you're talking about. We just found out that you brought shame over her and our family, now that she finally fulfilled her wish to participate in the Hunger Games”, her mom yelled at me.

“What do you think why she even wished to participate? She wants to make you proud and at the same time gain some independence. She wants us to live in Victor's Village together without you being able to do anything against it. And maybe she also hoped that you would accept her if she won. But here you are judging Clove and me for loving each other”, I ranted.

Tears were streaming down my face as everything came crushing down on me. Clove was not here to comfort me.

“We're not judging Clove. We're judging you”, her dad enlightened me. “And honestly I'm feeling stupid for letting her spend time with you in the first place. How could two incredible people like your parents combine to such a disaster?”

“We should go to your parents and continue our conversation with them”, Clove's mom considered. “Come on!”, she demanded.

I felt utterly humiliated. Defying them was not an option I wanted to take. It would burden my family and I could not do that to my younger siblings.

Reluctantly I wiped my tears away and followed Clove's parents.

On the inside I was devastated. The pain of Clove's absence was choking me. This whole incident did not improve the situation at all. I could not even be grateful for the distraction.

The crowd of people had vanished by now, but my family was still waiting for me.

My mom forced a smile onto her face. “Congratulations that your daughter made it”, she exclaimed.

“Thank you”, Clove's mom replied.

“We're proud of her”, her dad added. “But actually there's something we need to talk about.”

I wondered if they were really proud of Clove or if they said it because it was what we were forced to believe. It was hard for me to imagine parents being happy about sending their child to hell with a twenty-three in twenty-four chance of death.

My mom's eyes traveled over to me stopping at my split lip. Worry was evident on her face, but she stayed silent, just as my siblings did.

“Of course. Do you wanna come to our place? So the kids can go to their rooms”, my dad asked them.

“Sure, but I think your kids should stay with us”, Clove's dad suggested.

Great … a scolding in front of my siblings.

But what had I expected? It was not anything unusual that I had to carry the burden of being the role model for them. And if I made a mistake I was the perfect example for them what not to do … which happened quite often considering that I did not agree with many societal rules of our district.

Clove's parents agreed and soon later we were sitting at the kitchen table together.

“So what do you want to talk about?”, my dad wondered.

“I'm gay and Clove is my girlfriend which they don't approve”, I explained the situation.

It had not been smart to speak up in this moment, but whatever was about to happen now I had at least come out myself. The little control that had been in my range ... I had to grasp it.

“Exactly! She's turning our daughter into a freak. I'm sure (f/n) even tried to talk Clove out of participating in the Hunger Games”, her dad accused me.

I simply nodded.

“(f/n) …”, my mom uttered clearly disappointed.

“What was I supposed to do? Silently watch her fight to most likely die? I love her and don't wanna lose her. I don't get how you can see this whole situation differently. Clove has been a part of all our lives since her birth. How could you encourage her to risk her life like that?”, I raged.

“(f/n), settle down”, my dad demanded.

Anger and disbelief seemed to overpower me at his reaction. Yet I bit down on my tongue to keep any remarks from getting out. The situation was bad enough already.

“That's exactly what I'm talking about. (d/n), I really respect you and your family, but you need to discipline your daughter. She's completely out of control”, Clove's dad proclaimed.

My tears threatened to fall again, although this time I was not sure which emotion was connected to them. I only knew that they were too strong to keep them in.

“She's weak and crying around. And clearly she's been manipulating Clove”, her mom added.

“(f/n)'s just passionate about everything that's important to her. I honestly don't see what's wrong with that”, my mom pointed out.

The joy and relief I felt only lasted for a few seconds.

“You didn't see the way she pushed her tongue down Clove's throat. What are you planning to do then? Announce that your daughter is a dyke? Are you seriously fine with that?”, Clove's dad questioned.

Silence erupted in the room.

My hopeful eyes met my mom's torn ones.

It counted as a sin to be anything but heterosexual here. My love brought shame over our family. How could anything that did not bring any disadvantages for them even be shameful?

“You're right. We can't just accept it. We will take care of it”, my dad ensured Clove's parents.

“Don't you wanna do it now? I think your other kids should see it to know who has the say in this house. And I can help you if you want”, Clove's dad considered.

A pit formed in my stomach. They could not be serious.

But I knew the relationship between my and Clove's parents. Clove's parents had a lot of influence which would only increase now with Clove as a tribute. My parents would not turn down any of their wishes.

My younger sister and brother looked at me with scared eyes. They were twelve and ten.

I did not want them to learn that loving someone led to punishment.

I gulped down my pride and a huge part of my self-worth and identity. “I get that I screwed up. I'm sorry. I never meant to disrespect anyone or bring shame upon us. Please, don't make (brother) and (sister) watch”, I pleaded.

My dad looked at Clove's who shook his head.

“You should have thought about the consequences beforehand”, dad brushed my pleas off. “Come on! Stand up!”

#the hunger games #clove kentwell x fem reader #clove kentwell #lgbtqia +#angst #romance #thg #homophobia #violence #clove #clove kentwell x reader #clove x reader #clove kentwell x you #clove x you

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adorcble · 3 years

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🍻 Clove & Sansa

🍻 - our muses drink/get drunk together

“after our last encounter i didn’t think you’d want to see me again.” the raven haired woman admitted. “i scare most people - i don’t mean to, but my fierce sense of loyalty and justice spooks most.” clove admitted with a shrug. “i don’t care though - i don’t need to be everyones cup of tea after all, only a few.” a soft hum emitted from her lips. “so what are we drinking? vodka? tequila? please tell me it’s tequila.”

@fcrcenturies

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wcllow · 2 years

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clove & anyone

“here.” the raven haired woman announced as she handed the object to the other. “you dropped this about 10 metres back, and you walk surprisingly quick.” clove chuckled softly. “i considered pawning it for the money but then decided that wouldn’t be a great look.” she admitted. “trying this new thing, it’s called not being a complete bitch.”

@prcphesieslie

#conversations | clove kentwell

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glitteryglitter · 3 years

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gold rush

𝙰𝙽: I wrote this on my porch listening to Britney Spears, while it was raining. it was EVERYTHING

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: None, I think!

𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: Clove X Belcourt! Fem! Reader

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 1158

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"That has got to be the most gorgeous girl I have ever seen"

Y/n didn't realize the words had left her mouth until she saw her sister staring at her with a knowing smile.

"Y/n! You're here! I thought you'd never make it. Due to the fact that you're clearly in love with Clove"

"Glimmer, I was 5 minutes late. Also, I am not in love with her! We don't even know each other!"

"Y/n you've walked home with me every day for the past two years. If you really think I wouldn't notice you staring at Clove, you're wrong. You're clearly in looooooove!" Glimmer cooed.

"I'm not in love with her! I just admire her. A lot!" Y/n protested

Suuuure that's what you always say! Then a few months later it's all "Glim, can you sew me a dress? I'm busy and she might ask me on a date! And Glim! Do my shoes match my nails? I want to impress her!"

Y/n gave her sister a look.

"Come on, it's time for you to meet her!"

"No, no no don't do it"

Unfortunately, Glimmer's excited waving got Clove's attention.

she looked up and smiled, carefully putting down several knives

"if I have to flirt with her for you, I swear..." Glimmer hissed through gritted teeth

"Glim, I will kill you! Y/n whispered back

She merely laughed.

"It's time for you to get to know Clove!"

Glimmer dragged y/n by the wrist towards where the dark-haired girl was talking with a tall blond boy.

"This is my sister, Y/n, she was admiring yo-"

Y/n clapped a hand over Glimmer's mouth before she could spill anything of importance.

"Hi, I'm Y/n! You must be Clove?"

The girl nodded and smiled.

"Your sister told me about you! you're even prettier than she described! And so far, a lot less irritating."

Had Clove just called her pretty?

Y/n forgot to breathe for a few seconds and merely smiled.

That is, until Glimmer's voice came from behind them.

"Rude!"

Y/n turned and came face to face with her sister.

She'd forgotten how good she was at eavesdropping.

Clove sighed

"Glimmer, It's so great to see you again. Especially since I thought I'd be rid of you by now..."

"Oh come on, What's not to love about me? I have a gorgeous sister who's very single and my family owns the most luxurious boutique in district one!"

"That right there! That's unlikable!"

"Suuure, Kentwell. Dream on! Just try to hate me. It's impossible!"

"Wow, Glimmer that was really smooth" Y/n whispered

"Y/n, not you too! You're supposed to defend me!"

Thankfully, Glimmer had unknowingly saved her sister from a potentially very awkward conversation.

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As soon as the two had left the training center, Y/n pulled her sister aside. "Glim, have you been trying to set me up with her?" she shrieked

"Well, it's obvious that you're starstruck, but if you'd rather fend for yourself..."

"I'm not starstruck!"

Glimmer raised an eyebrow

"Okay fine, maybe I am a little starstruck. That doesn't matter though! How do I even tell her I like her!"

"I thought you'd never ask!"

All through the walk home, the two Belcourt sisters discussed getting Clove's attention.

"I don't even know if she likes me that much! I mean we've talked once. Today. Because of you!"

"Y/n she called you pretty. I'd say you have a shot"

"Well, yes, but lots of people can call you pretty, but it doesn't mean they all want to date you"

"Oh, believe me. She wants to date you"

"But how do you know"

"Y/n I have my ways! I just know. Just wear something fabulous tomorrow. You're going to talk to her again whether either of you like it or not!"

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Y/n had one more hour to prepare for Clove.

She didn't really know why she was even doing this, she'd only met the girl once officially and she had no idea what could possibly happen in 24 hours.

The whole idea seemed a bit ridiculous, but for some reason, it felt a bit like Y/n was working towards something instead of doing nothing at all.

She smiled as she found a small pink skirt and a frilly blouse and got to accessorizing.

She would look stunning, she was sure of it.

As Y/n poked around her closet searching for accessories, she felt her mind going back to clove, wondering if she'd like the bracelet with a heart better than the floral one?

would she think y/n's rings were excessive?

What about necklaces?

She had to look absolutely fabulous if she wanted to get Clove, that's what her sister had been hinting at, of course, but she just didn't know what to do!

She barely knew her and she was already trying to get noticed.

What was she doing?

Y/n knew it wasn't just her sister who was to blame.

She'd always loved the idea of romance as well.

She just really did want to find someone.

Someone who was truly unforgettable and made her heart skip.

A certain someone Y/n knew definitely fit that description.

As Y/n spritzed herself with a cloud of her favorite perfume, she glanced in the mirror.

The girl she saw looking back at her was immaculate.

Glimmer would've been proud.

Y/n took a deep breath and smiled.

She could practically see her sister in the back of her mind nodding approvingly and telling her to go after Clove.

"Go get your girl, Y/n! Before she's gone for good"

Just as Y/n stepped out of her family's boutique, ready to meet Clove, she saw two sisters walking down the street.

They had nervous looks on their faces and were clutching their shopping bags so hard, their knuckles were turning white.

As they walked closer to her, Y/n noticed them from school.

They weren't really close, but they'd always been kind to her and glimmer.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

She'd never seen anyone that stressed before.

"Y/n I'm so sorry." one of the girls looked up at her.

She was confused. Why was the girl sorry?

Her sister nudged her and whispered something in the other's ear.

"Oh- Y/n I don't know if I should tell you. Glimmer should be the one to break the news, we're here for you though. If you ever need anything..."

Y/n noticed a small group of people staring at her from across the street.

She felt a sense of unease growing.

There was something really wrong happening.

"No, please! Tell me! What's going on?"

The other sister pursed her lips.

"Glimmer's been selected to volunteer at the reaping."

"Oh."

Y/n didn't know what to do.

She knew that her sister was talented and very well-liked. Of course, she was!

the Belcourt family was extremely well known and it seemed too fitting that the sister who wasn't set to take over the store would be selected.

That lead Y/n to another thought.

Clove.

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Question: should I do a part 2?

#clove kentwell #clove #The Hunger Games #the hunger games imagine #the hunger games x reader #the hunger games imagines #THG #thg x reader #clove x reader

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