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myhungergames · 3 years
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Cato x Reader
Info: Reader is pregnant when Cato goes into the 74th games.
Warnings: None?
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I ran through the halls of the huge marble building situated in the middle of District 2. I had tried to get to Cato before the reaping but I had been forced to stand with the other woman while he had stood with the men. I had been trying to get his attention to get him to call off his plans to volunteer. I had failed. I had failed, and now he was going into the games designed to kill 23 kids each year. I had to tell him. I hadn't known the reason for my recent sickness until this morning when I had stopped at the doctors and gotten the news. I was pregnant, with Cato's baby.
"Cato!" I burst through the doors drawing the attention of the blond boy who had previously been lost staring out the window. When he saw me he held his arms open for me as I ran to him. His frame was tall and sturdy as he wrapped his muscular arms around me.
"Cato, why would you do this?" I sighed as I banged my head against his chest. 
"What do you mean? You knew I was going to volunteer." He tilted his head and tilted my head back to meet his blue eyes.
"I was trying to wave to you before you did this. Dam it." I cursed knowing nothing I could do could get him out of it.
"Why? Y/n, what's going on?" He looked confused. My life was being turned upside down, this morning I had found out I was having a baby and now there was a 23/24 chance I was going to be raising the child alone.
"I can't do this! You're going off to possibly die and I'm going to have to be responsible! You know I'm not responsible! That's what you like about me! I'm going to get old! I'm only 17!" I was hyperventilating as I pulled away from him and began to pace back and forth across the room.
"Y/N! What is going on!" He stepped forward grabbing my wrist. I had gone from a 17 year old to a single parent. No! Cato could come back!
"You could come back! It could be okay. My childhood and adolescence are over but it could be okay!" I was laughing uncontrollably as I choked on air. I could see the panic and worry clear on his face as he pulled me against him, holding me tight.
"Y/n, take a breath and tell me what's happened." I gasped for air as I coughed to get the words out.
"We're having a baby, I'm pregnant." The colour drained from his face as he took in my words. He hadn't moved, standing as still as a stone statue. 
"A baby. I have to go into the games. I can't leave you! I can't miss this. What if I don't come back! This is what I've always wanted but we are only 17!" This time it was his turn to begin to panic.
"Cato! You can't panic! I'm panicking!" I slapped his shoulder.
"Well, I'm freaking out so you better be the one to calm down." He began to pace and without him holding me still I joined him.
"You better come back!" I pointed at him and he visibly swallowed.
"Try and stop me. God Y/n why didn't you tell me before!" He shook his head, his eyes widening.
"I only found out his morning! I tried to wave you down!" I swallowed the lump in my throat as I wrapped my arms around him. He had been my rock for many years and as I held him tight as his breathing slowed and a calming moment washed over us. 
"I'll come back. I promise, for you and the baby." He whispered as he ran his calloused hand through my hair.
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myhungergames · 3 years
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Finnick x Reader
Info: Y/N is going to be hauled back into the 75th Hunger Games. She knows she's not going to make it out and the relationship between her and Finnick has already been bumpy. Its time for them to go our separate ways in a heartbreaking end. (In this version Finnick isnt reaped to go back in)
Warnings: Sad?
Disclaimer: I do not own the song or The Hunger Games. But I hope you enjoy this little story :)
Based on song 'Moral of the Story' by Ashe
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"Baby, please!" Finnick trailed after me as I felt tears slip down my cheeks.
"Finnick, no. This is for the best. You know it, I know it!" My heart was shattered as he reached for me, cupping my cheek.
"But I love you!" His eyes were pleading and I wanted nothing more than to fall into his arms and feel his soft lips on mine.
"Thought we could really do this. But really I was foolish." I shook my head, pulling away from him.
"We can work this out." He was grasping at straws and he knew it.
"Some mistakes get made. That's all right, that's okay. You can think that you're in love when you are really just in pain." We had fallen into each other's arms after I had come out of the games as a way to forget what we had done. Now I had been selected to return for the 75th games and I knew I wouldn't be coming back. He had to go on and live his life, he had to let me go.
"It's funny how a memory turns into a bad dream." His voice broke as he again reached out for me.
"Do you remember when we painted our house? Just like my grandparents did, so romantic but we fought the whole time." A fresh wave of tears pricked my eyes as I recalled the memory he was talking about. We had a spat that morning and were throwing sly underhanded comments at each other all day
"Finnick, please." I begged him not to make this harder.
"You've won before, you'll come back again. You can do it. Please don't do this!" This wasn't like last time. Last time the arena wasn't full of killers.
"Finnick, even if I did come back, you and me doesn't work!" I looked away from the sorrow in his blue eyes.
"How can you say that?!" He pulled his hand away like he had touched an open flame.
"You know it's true, we fight all the timel" I pointed out. In all our time together we had never gone a week without a fight. It just took me this long to see it.
"I can fix it! I can be better! Y/n, please!" I felt like I was being torn apart. I knew better though, he shouldn't have to change for me. He should be with someone who makes him nothing but happy.
"Finn, you need to be happy more often than not. And I can't do that for you. I've been talking with my mother she said 'where'd you find this guy?' Said, some people fall in love with the wrong people sometimes." My knees went weak and I dropped to the cobblestone ground.
"I wanted this to work. I'm so in love with you." He didn't reach out to me this time but took a seat across from me. He dropped his head into his hands, running his fingers through his blond hair.
"I know Finn, I know. In the end its better for us that's the moral of this story, babe." We looked into each other's eyes as the seconds ticked by. I loved this boy so much but we weren't compatible no matter how hard we tried.
"So this is it?" I could see he didn't want the answer as much as I didn't want to give it. I took a deep breath before twisting the gold band with with a diamond in the centre off my ring finger. The memory of the night he had proposed down at the pier overlooking the sparkling lake danced in my head.
"This is it." I choked on the words while holding the ring out to him he simply shook his head and close my hand back around it. He placed his soft lips over my wrist leaving the gentle kiss.
"Some people fall in love with the wrong people sometimes times." He whispered repeating my earlier words as a loaded moment washed over us.  It took all I had not to fall apart on the spot. My heart was screaming at me to just lean into the make-believe world where we could pretend we were right for each other.
"I don't think I'll ever stop loving you. Goodbye Y/N." Finnick's hand slipped away while I choked on sobs that wracked my body. He turned and  walked away, I could do nothing but watche as his blond-haired dimmed in the distance before he was swallowed up by the darkness.
"Goodbye, Finnick Odair."
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myhungergames · 3 years
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Katniss x Peeta
Info: Takes place in the book universe where they return to 12 between the Victor's Tour and the announcement about the Quarter Quel. Also to help the story Katniss actually fell for Peeta in the first games.
Warnings: None?
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"If I asked you to run away with me what would you say?" I turned to watch the handsome Baker boy. He looked taken aback for a moment before replying.
"Depends why your asking." He brushed a strand of blond hair out of his eyes. I knew he thought it was all a show to me. Everything in games, I didn't know how to tell him it wasnt. Things just got away from me and now it was to late.
"President Snow didn't believe us. He's going to do something because I didn't convince him." I looked down at the ground as I saw what looked like disappointment in his eyes and I couldn't help feel responsible.
"And..." I tried to tell him it wasnt just a game to me but the words were lodged in my throat.
"I'll go." I looked up to see him wearing a sad smile as he rested his hand on my shoulder.
"Peeta theres somthing I need to say..." I took a deep breath as I got ready to through it out there and hope for the best.
"Katniss?" His voice was laced with concern.
"I love you." I had said it. "I mean after the games I didnt know what to feel and I was afraid you didnt really feel the same about me so I thought it would be easier to say it was fake. But it wasnt and you were so disappointed, I didnt know how to tell you I really did fall in love with you." I shifted uncomfortably as I thought back to only a few hours ago when Gale had announced his love for me. I had tried to tell him I didnt feel the same using the Games and all my fear as a scape goat but really I couldnt say it back because my heart lay elsewhere.
"Katniss..." His fingers came to tilt my head up to look him in the eye. In one swift motion he ducked down to capture my lips with his. This kiss made all the others meaningless by comparison. Our lips danced together in a slow elegant dance. His hands came to rest on my hips as I wrapped my arms around his neck. 
"Are you ready? I was thinking we could leave as soon as possible." I whispered as he held me against his chest.
"I've always been ready, you and me darling."
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myhungergames · 3 years
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Cato x Reader
Info: Reader and Cato get hot and heavy in the arena.
Warnings: Smut, graphic descriptions and language
My eyes fluttered open as I rolled over in the morning light to face the boy behind me. I yawned before letting out a scream at the sight before me. My counterpart from 2 lay beside me in a state of decomposition. His blue eyes were lifeless as they looked into mine while blood seeped from his lips. The smell was strong and made me gag as I tried to pull out of the corps’s grip.
"Y/N." Its jaw cracked back into place forming my name with its bloodied mouth.
"Y/N!" It said again as I screamed.
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"Y/N!" I shot up my eyes flying open while someone shook my body violently.
"Cato!" I wrapped my arms around him pulling him flush against me. My breathing was laboured as he relaxed and rubbed slow circles on my back. I was okay. He was okay. Everything was okay. I took a deep breath pulling away and looking into his blue eyes. It had been a few days ago now that they had announced the duel winner change and with Glimmer and Marvel dead we were the only Career pair left. There were 5 tributes left in the games, Cato and I, Thresh, Katniss and Peeta.
"Y/N take a breath. Focus." Taking another deep inhale I focused on his features. His blond hair, his shining blue eyes, his pink lips, the bags under his eyes from the lack of sleep since we've been in here. His jaw clenched under my intense gaze and I looked away.
"What were you dreaming about?" He asked, shifting back to my side and pulling me into his arms. 
"You." I shook my head trying to clear my mind of the images from my dream.
"Oh am I really that horrifying." He coughed looking offended.
"No, no, no. In the dream I woke up. It was sunny and I was in your arms. I rolled over and you were dead." I cringed as I thought of his dead eyes looking at me.
"Well I'm not going anywhere. You and I are going to win." He sounded so sure and I felt so safe that I couldn’t help but agree.
"You have nice eyes." I hadn’t meant to say it outloud but I could get lost in those two blue orbs. He leaned over locking his lips with mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and tugged gently on his hair.
"Cato." I whispered as he kissed down my jaw and along my neck. I felt his hands dip under the hem of my shirt as he groaned quietly.
"Cato the cameras." I hissed as I realized all of this was probably being broadcasted. He only hesitated a moment before reattaching his lips to my collar bone leaving dark marks as he did.
"Don't care." His hand slid down my thigh hitching it to his hip. I moaned as he ground his hips against mine. My mind was in a fog as he licked and nipped my neck while grinding against my dripping core.
"Everyone can see." I fought the urge to throw caution into the wind and have sex with him right here right now.
"So? Let them watch." He worked my shirt up to reveal my stomach, while sitting up for a moment to throw off his jacket.
"God Cato!" I moaned as he slid his tongue into my mouth and slid his hand under my shirt pinching my hardening nipples.
"That's it baby, say my name." He growled in my ear. His words vibrated in his chest as I finally snapped.
"Sleeping bag." I gasped pulling his shirt over his head to reveal his muscular chest. Years of training had built up his strength. I pulled off my jacket before letting Cato pull off my shirt. He folded over the sleeping bag we had been using to separate us from the dirt quickly zipping it up around us to stop the prying eyes.
"God you're beautiful." He mumbled kissing down my chest while his hands ran up and down my sides. I nimbly unzipped his pants pushing it down with my feet so they gathered at the bottom of the sleeping bag. I arched my back allowing him to slip his hand behind my back and unclasp my bra. His skin was hit against mine as I kissed his neck and shoulder. He used his arms to keep from crushing me.
"Fuck!" He hissed as I lifted my hips grinding against his hardened length. He reached between us pushing my pants down my legs. I split my legs as he lay between them.
"You're so wet for me." He smirked as his fingers slid up my dripping slit. I moaned as his fingers caught on my clit.
"Only you." I screamed as he slid a finger into me pumping it slowly.
"That's right only for me, baby. I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't be able to take a step with out a reminder of what we're doing." He added a secound finger while using his thumb to rub my bundle of nerves. I was a panting mess under him and I could feel his gaze on me as I felt the coils tightening. 
"So close, fuck! Cato!" I bucked my hips drastically at his words as I fell over the edge throwing my head back against the ground moaning his name over and over.
"Shhhhh baby. We don't want any unwanted visitors." I bit my lips hard as he slowly pumped his fingers pulling me through my orgasm. My body spammed under him.
"God Cato." My voice cracked as my chest was heaving. I leaned up kissing him softly and pulling him against me. I wrapped legs around his hips so his length slid against my opening.
"Fuck Y/N you're so tight." He breathed as he moved back and forth thrusting his hips deeper and deeper. I stretched to accommodate his size as I rolled my hips to meet him as he sped up.
"We're going to win and when we get back to 2 we are never leaving the bedroom." He groaned, lifting my legs higher over his hips so he could drive deeper.
"Deal!" I moaned, biting down on his shoulder to keep a scream from bubbling up. My hands were in his hair, his lips on my neck th muscles in his back contorting with every thrust.
"Harder. Cato please!" I arched into his chest. I grabbed onto his shoulders my fingers digging in hard as I neared my climax. He sped up moving faster and harder as I cried his name. 
"Say it." His voice was strangled and I knew he was close to. He thrust hard hitting my g-spot as I reached the end of the line and orgasmed again.
"I love you, I love you, I love you. Fuck Cato I love you." I repeated it like a mantra as he reached his climax thrusting hard and deep inside of me when he released. We lay like that for a long while panting and bathing in the after glow. 
"How much of that do you think they aired?" I asked as I took in his form, glistening in sweat.
"They have children watching so probably not all of it." He said before kissing my neck and rolling off me. 
"What the hell?" I was looking back at the sky it was already getting dark. It had been morning only a few hours ago.
"The capital must be in a rush to end this." Cato spoke as he wiggled back into his pants.
"Hurry. If they want to end it they could do much worse than making it dark." I snapped out off my relaxed state and started redressing. We had just packed everything up when a loud scream came from a few kilometers north. It was Thresh. They had released the muts.
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