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cloveswifey · 11 months

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Pairings: Cato Hadley x Fem!Reader

A/n: not exactly sure if this was what you wanted when you requested; hopefully this is good enough. Part 2 will be on its way maybe?

Type: Angst + Fluff

Warnings: blood, swearing, the hunger games, insults, arguing, fighting, medicine.

Words: 1.9k

Request: Cato × reader when he won the 74 and she won the 72 and she's younger than him and they fall in love and ppl are surprised he's soft for her

Y/n had always known that she was destined for greatness. Growing up in District 2, she had been trained from a young age to become a tribute in the Hunger Games. She had learned how to use a bow and arrow with deadly accuracy, and she was smart enough to outwit any opponent who dared to cross her.

As the day of the 72nd Hunger Games approached, Y/n felt a mixture of fear and excitement. She knew that the Games were a brutal and unforgiving competition, but she was determined to emerge victorious.

When the Games began, Y/n immediately put her skills to the test. She used her bow and arrow to take down several of her opponents, and she quickly established herself as a force to be reckoned with. She was smart enough to avoid direct confrontation whenever possible, instead using her wits and her knowledge of the arena to stay one step ahead of the other tributes.

As the days passed, Y/n continued to impress the audience with her skill and her cunning. She was one of the youngest tributes in the Games, but she was also one of the most deadly. She had a natural talent for survival, and she was able to adapt quickly to the ever-changing conditions of the arena.

Despite her success, Y/n never lost sight of her ultimate goal: to emerge victorious from the Hunger Games. She knew that there were still several formidable opponents left in the competition, and she was determined to outlast them all.

As the final showdown approached, Y/n prepared herself for the ultimate battle. She knew that she would need to be at her very best if she was going to emerge victorious, and she focused all of her energy on the task at hand.

When the final battle began, Y/n was ready. She used all of her skills and knowledge to outwit her opponents, and she fought with a fierce determination that left her adversaries reeling. In the end, it was Y/n who emerged victorious, having proven herself to be the most skilled and resourceful tribute in the entire competition.

As she stood before the cheering crowds, Y/n felt an overwhelming sense of pride and accomplishment. She had survived the Hunger Games and emerged as the ultimate victor, a testament to her strength and her courage. From that day forward, Y/n would be remembered as one of the greatest tributes in the history of the Hunger Games, a true champion who had overcome incredible odds to achieve her ultimate goal.

As Y/n emerged from the arena, she was greeted by a sea of flashing cameras and cheering fans. She had just become the youngest winner in the history of the Hunger Games, and her achievement had not gone unnoticed.

Alongside her stood Finnick Odair, the dashing and charismatic tribute from District 4. Finnick had won the 65th Hunger Games at the age of 14, and he had gone on to become one of the most beloved victors of all time. Now, he stood beside Y/n, the newest member of the exclusive club of Hunger Games champions.

As Y/n made her way through the crowds, she was praised for her incredible skill and bravery. She had faced off against some of the toughest opponents in the Games, and she had emerged victorious against all odds. Her youth had been seen as a disadvantage by many, but she had used it to her advantage, relying on her quick reflexes and her natural agility to outmaneuver her opponents.

Finnick, too, was quick to praise Y/n for her incredible achievement. He had been in her shoes once, and he knew just how difficult it was to win the Hunger Games at such a young age. He saw in Y/n a kindred spirit, a tribute who had overcome incredible odds to become a true champion.

Together, Y/n and Finnick became the talk of the Capitol. They were hailed as the brightest stars of the Hunger Games, two young tributes who had proven themselves to be the very best of the best. They were invited to all of the most exclusive parties and events, and they were showered with gifts and accolades from their adoring fans.

For Y/n, the experience was both exhilarating and overwhelming. She had never imagined that she would become a Hunger Games champion, let alone one who was celebrated alongside the legendary Finnick Odair. But as she basked in the glow of her newfound fame, she knew that she had truly achieved something remarkable. She had proven that age was just a number, and that anyone, no matter how young or inexperienced, could become a true champion if they had the courage and the determination to succeed.

2 years later

Years had passed since Y/n had won the Hunger Games, but her name was still remembered by many. She had become a living legend, a symbol of hope and resilience in a world that was often dark and cruel. So it was no surprise when she received a summons to President Snow's office, inviting her to mentor the tributes of the 74th Hunger Games.

At first, Y/n was hesitant. She had left the world of the Hunger Games behind, and she had no desire to return to it. But something in Snow's voice had piqued her curiosity, and she found herself accepting the invitation despite her misgivings.

Y/n pov

I soon returned to my home district, after being at the Capitol to fulfil President snows wishes.

As I arrived, Brutus was preparing to announce this year's tributes. She watched from the sidelines as Brutus approached the bowl of names.

But just as he was about to draw a slip of paper, a voice rang out from the crowd. "I volunteer as tribute!" My eyes scanned the crowd until they landed on a small, tough-looking girl.

She had dark brown hair and freckles scattered across her face. With a proud smirk, she strode up to the stage.

"What's your name?" Brutus asked into the microphone.

"Clove Kentwell," she replied with a smirk.

"Congratulations, Clove!" Brutus exclaimed, applauding. "Now, Y/n, would you do the honors and select our male tribute?"

I nodded and walked up to the bowl, but before I could pick a paper, another voice cried out, "I volunteer for the Games!"

A muscular blonde man stepped out of his aged-group line and began walking towards the stage.

"What's your name?" I asked into the microphone.

"Cato. Cato Hadley," he replied with a smirk, looking out at his district. He then turned to me and winked before taking his place beside Clove.

As they rode the train to the Capitol, Cato began making fun of Y/n for being younger than him. "How is a younger person gonna teach me anything?" he taunted.

"Age doesn't matter, Hadley," Y/n scoffed.

"Why's that?" Clove sarcastically laughed, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Hey, now. Let's not be rude," Brutus said, trying to diffuse the situation.

But Cato wasn't having it. "You're just a kid. What could you possibly teach us?" she sneered.

Y/n took a deep breath, trying to remain calm. "I may be young, but I have experience," she said firmly.

"Experience in what? Tying knots?" Clove scoffed.

"Shut it, Freckles. I could easily put one of my arrows into your thick skull and send you flying across this room," Y/n spat at the small girl.

Clove rolled her eyes, but Y/n could see a glimmer of respect in her gaze. She knew it wouldn't be easy, but she was determined to prove herself to these tributes.

Y/n, Brutus, Clove, and Cato arrived in the Capitol, ready for the 74th Hunger Games.

As they waited for the parade to begin, Y/n noticed that Cato looked nervous. She walked over to him and put a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"Hey, you okay?" she asked.

Cato nodded, but Y/n could see the fear in his eyes. "I'm just nervous," he admitted.

‘Nervous? I don’t do nervous’ Thought Cato.

Y/n smiled. "I know, but you're going to do great. Just remember to stay focused and don't let your emotions get the best of you."

Cato nodded again, and Y/n could see that her words had helped calm him down. As the parade began, Cato and Clove climbed onto their chariot and rode through the streets of the Capitol.

The crowd roared as they passed by, and Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. They were representing their district, and she was determined to make them proud.

As they made their way back to the training center, Y/n pulled Cato aside. "Listen, I know you're a great fighter, but you need to be careful. Don't let your anger get the best of you. Stay focused, and don't make any unnecessary moves."

Cato nodded, and Y/n could see the determination in his eyes. She knew he was going to be a tough competitor, but she also knew that he had what it took to win.

As the days passed, Y/n continued to give Cato and Clove advice and support. She knew that they were all in this together, and that they needed to work as a team if they wanted to survive.

Cato was confident as he entered the arena for the 74th Hunger Games. He knew that he was a strong fighter, but he also knew that he had a lot to prove. Luckily, he had Y/n as his mentor, and she had been a great help to him throughout his training.

As the games began, Cato fought hard, taking down his opponents one by one. But when he came up against Thresh, things took a turn for the worse. Thresh was a tough opponent, and he managed to injure Cato's leg.

Cato was in pain, but he knew he couldn't give up. He thought of Y/n, who had sent him medicine to help with the pain. He knew he had to keep fighting, for her.

As the days passed, Cato continued to fight, but he found himself thinking more and more about Y/n. She had been there for him from the beginning, and he had come to rely on her for support.

As he made it to the final battle, Cato knew that he had to win. He thought of Y/n, and all of the help she had given him. He knew that he couldn't let her down.

In the end, Cato emerged victorious. As he stood on the podium, he looked out into the crowd, searching for Y/n. When he found her, he mumbled the words "I love you Y/n" under his breath.

Y/n heard him, and she smiled. She had grown to care for Cato as well, and she was proud of him for winning the games. She knew that they had a long road ahead of them, but she was ready to face it with him by her side.

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kandyrezi · 1 year

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I saw your Grey Garden Main Characters Becoming Yandere Post and thought it was great! Can we have one for the Pocket Mirror Girls?

Prompt: 'Pocket Mirror' girls realizing they're yandere, with possibly them trying not to act on said feelings of obsessiveness/jealousy.

(a/n: thank you for requesting, i really enjoyed writing it! ❤)

(can be seen as either platonic or romantic.)

⌜goldia.⌟

• Goldia lives in a mansion far away from any nearby towns. There isn't anyone else to spend time with aside from her dolls, but pretending like they're alive gets to her after a while. She doesn't like her brother. Father is always away. And mother spends all her time in that room, hardly ever leaving. But she comes across you, living in a small cottage with your family – a little bit of a walking distance from her home when she went to pick hydrangeas for mother.

• She almost becomes lost, but you help her find her way back—and the two of you become fast friends. She brings you to her home often after that encounter, and you stay over countless nights, playing games throughout the day in her room, drinking tea, reading together, and having sleepovers once the sun sets. You're one of the very few (if not the only person) who keeps her... erratic mood swings at bay, almost like a column keeping a temple afloat.

• For the most part, Goldia is good at keeping any yandere tendencies hidden within her true feelings—but that doesn't mean she doesn't feel them any less strongly than any of... the other girls. She becomes overbearingly clingy, using any excuse she can to be near you, and becomes noticeably upset if she senses any inkling of rejection from you.

• She even starts to neglect her studies when she would rather spend time with you. She knows it's unwise, but after a while she would eventually snap back into reality when you express concern for her well-being.

• She was so agreeable and nice when you first met her. She even volunteered to look after you when you sprained your ankle on accident until you got better. But that was then. Now you're saying she seems like a completely different... almost hurtful person at times? You told her you can't attend the ceremony where she'll be giving her speech that her family is hosting, and she nearly threw a temper tantrum over it. She's never shoved you, or insulted you either for being from a lower-class family, so why was she doing it now?

• If she doesn't mend her behavior, then perhaps it's best your paths be split from one another, you eventually tell her.

• Eventually Goldia promises herself to give her friend more breathing room, to avoid being so overbearing and unkind... maybe then they can go back to what their friendship was like before...

• But it would all be for naught, on one day, when you end up disappearing without so much as a word or a trail. The more time passes, the more she feels only anger boiling, and takes it out on whoever is unfortunate enough—like her brother, Henri, or one of her tutors. Were you angry with her? She doesn't know. She becomes obsessive over you only after you're gone, idealizing the delusion you could've been happy together and comforted her when her family eventually is torn apart and stolen by that ancient demon, before she's also taken away to be locked behind four luminescent walls.

⌜harpae.⌟

• Harpae behaves as any good, proper friend should to you; listening to your troubles, spending time together in the lounge drinking chamomile tea, discussing academic writings, and so on... nothing seems to be wrong... on a surface level. Harpae reasons to herself you're completely capable of handling yourself, yet she secretly hopes you think of her as reliable, that you'll come to her if you need any aid, emotional comfort, or words of advice.

• She wants you to rely on her, and eventually her facade crumbles underneath her inferiority complex. She dodges any questions you have about her acting strange, possibly even becoming annoyed if you keep on persisting something is amiss, or think she might not be entirely truthful. It's improper behavior from a lady of her high-societal standing, but she hardly cares about that where it concerns feelings for her darling.

• She feels immeasurable (familial? sisterly? or another type of?) love in her heart towards you whenever she's needed. She is utterly in denial about behaving... unseemly towards you, and it would lean to her being a more of a delusional type of developing yandere for this reason.

• When she wants affirmation and acts on these feelings is when she lets you become injured on purpose. By... 'accidentally' letting you fall down a flight of stairs, then pretending you were just uncoordinated in your step, that the mansion is quite ancient and a mere loose board or a nail is what you stumbled over.

• She almost feels guilt for her actions, but those feelings quickly disappear when you thank her for the trouble of taking care of you with your sprained ankle. With a gentle smile, she would stroke your hair and promise to look after your whenever you need her to. (always. forever.)

⌜fleta.⌟

• Having been alone for so long – the princess with a smile sweet as sugar yet temper eruptive as lightning during a storm – Fleta is guaranteed to form an attachment if you withstood her mischief and antics, actually becoming her friend... well, more likely she 'claims' you as her friend. You don't have any say in it, really.

• Blinded by delusions and complete disregard for the feelings of others, she just does what she wants, however and whenever she wants. unlike the other girls, Fleta will not hold back on acting on any violent or obsessive impulses, intent on never letting you leave.

• She even lashes out at Egliette when told something she doesn't want to hear, and she will be pretty mean towards you if she doesn't get her way. Egliette can only placate her slightly, but the words of the doll queen will likely fall on deaf ears.

• If you express any doubt in her words about wanting to be your friend, after she insulted your clothing (referring them as 'rags') or saying you're terrible at playing games, she will deflect all of your questions, insisting she was just helping you out! If you thought that was already too much, she shows her true possessive side when you refuse her. She is royalty! You're just some commoner, a nobody! You're so bold as to reject her?

• She's offering you a place to stay with her forever and to be your friend... and you don't want it? Then she'll make you regret ever being ungrateful towards her and Egliette for the kindness they've both shown to someone so lowly as yourself.

⌜lisette.⌟

• For the maiden of horrors, any desires forming an unhealthy obsession mostly stems from loneliness. She may push you away at first, but when you don't see her as some circus freak to be locked away, but a sympathetic girl who desires for kindness and acceptance, something in her changes—for better, or... for worse.

• She's mostly on her lonesome, so when you do visit her frequently, and when you want to get to know the real her, the attachment she feels becomes imminent, inevitable. Because remembering the affection she didn't have during any of her lowest moments, and looking at you makes her want to hold and care for you. She is unlikely to act on any violent desires she might be hiding away, as such, doesn't really have a 'breaking point' either.

• Lisette would rather cut herself with her own scissors (she has both been at the receiving end of it by the hands of others, or done it to herself before as form of punishment—she's used to the pain.) than ever hurt you in any capacity. She knows the feeling of terror from being blamed and punished for every misdeed or wrongdoing. Lisette doesn't like the thought of seeing fear in your eyes. It reminds her too much of... a certain someone. (herself. her own wretched self.)

• That, however, doesn't mean she won't have the desire to hurt others. Probably not physically, but she might lash out at them out of rage. Goldia is the only one who's able to calm her down, if any of the other girls tried, she might see them as threats who would try to discreetly take her darling from her.

• Aside from Harpae, she's the only one who actually feels shame over any feelings of jealousy and possessiveness. She just wants to hold onto you, and never let go...

⌜enjel.⌟

• Enjel is not very good at keeping intense emotions under wraps, no matter how much she pretends otherwise. She will probably not hold back on any yandere desires she might have either. You don't know where you are. You're lost. Just like she is. You don't have anything useful she can take from you, so she's cold to you a first, only using you if she needs you to do something to aid her in her quest, like discreetly dropping that bobby-pin through the mirror, so Goldia has something to lock-pick herself out of the room she got locked in.

• Enjel as a 'person' has not existed for very long, so she is, at best, inexperienced, but at worst, naive to some things around her, despite the knowledge that has been bestowed upon her. This will inevitably, always, become her downfall in the end. (but she will realize this much too late.)

• You are the only individual she has had any close contact with (aside from that Strange Boy), so while it takes some time, she would eventually warm up to you, and without anything to gain from you, doesn't see you as a means to an end, rather someone whom she shares with a similar fate. Enjel contemplates between either leaving you stuck in the realm of the mindscape and just forgetting about you, or finding a way to bring you to the real world with her. Both choices are... a conundrum to try to solve.

• She told you to approach the brunette-haired girl with the pocket mirror and to gain her trust, so that the two... three of you can leave this miserable cycle of limbo. Her plan may have worked up to certain point... but she sees through life-sized mirrors, you're becoming too close with that girl for her liking.

("I may not be a part of you, but it feels like I've known you for longer than when I saw you in that orchestra room for the first time...")

• The jealousy is too much for her to bear. She only thought she didn't care about you, but her breaking point is seeing just how affectionate you and Goldia have become, like you had been friends for years in the past at one point. Enjel has nothing. Goldia had, and has everything in her life. And now she wants to take you from her as well?

• She doesn't care if you look at her differently because of it. She's doing it for herself, and for your own good. She only planned on taking her pocket mirror, but now she will probably end up killing Goldia with the scythe, not out of any planned tactics, but purely out of anger and envy. She threatens with killing you too, if you won't stop crying for the dead corpse laying on the glass mosaic floor instead of just listening to her. she has the mirror, the two of you (blind, naive fool. you were never going to leave together) can finally leave this cursed place—

• It will all be for naught. Because she will have doomed you both. That much becomes clear when you hear the echoing laughter of the maleficent one-eyed demon.

. . .

a/n: expectation: a harem of yandere girls. reality: a tragic love triangle between the unstable MC, reader, and the jealous pinocchio girl.

haha... (／ˍ・、)

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