#tanner x reader

[strawb3rrystar]

Sweet tooth.

Pairing: Coriolanus Snow, Sejanus Plinth, Festus Creed, Treech, Reaper Ash, Tanner, Jessup Diggs x Fem! Reader

Warnings: Oral (F! Receiving), Manhandling, Teasing, Spanking, Fingering, Overstimulation, Face riding

Word count: 380

✰Masterlist

✰Coriolanus Snow whose nose rubs against your clit as he eats you out like a starved man. Holding your hips down so you don't squirm. Whose cock drools as you pull on his hair, rutting his hips into the bed, waiting to stuff your cunt full.

✰Sejanus Plinth who takes his time with you. Kissing up your thighs and teasing your clit. He loves it when you push his head down, needy for his tongue to fill you. But he's ever so sweet, helping you cum with wanting anything in return.

✰Festus Creed who has you face down, ass up. Teasing your hole until you're crying, your weepy little cunt so desperate for his mouth. He'll spank you if you whine too much. Sometimes if you're too noisy for his liking, he'll edge you and then ruin your orgasm, or he'll use your mouth to get off while you don't get anything.

✰Treech who has his eyes on you while he snacks on your sweet pussy. He wants to watch every movement you make, the way your body twitches and your chest heaves as you cum. He wants to hear you try and hold back your moans, sucking your bottom lip between your teeth.

✰Reaper Ash whose so gentle and caring with you. Sucking on your puffy clit while his fingers circle your needy hole. He slips his fingers into your pussy, enjoying the wet tightness of your walls. He loves it when you moan his name so sweetly, your loving boyfriend the only person on your mind.

✰Tanner whose addicted to your sweet taste. Who wakes you up with his head between your plush thighs. Dragging an orgasm from you before heading off to the slaughterhouse for the day. Who drinks up your juices as you meekly tremble from overstimulation.

✰Jessup Diggs who wants you to ride his face. If you're too shy to put your body weight on him, he'll grab your hips and pull your body down himself. Helping keep you up right as your thighs tremble from how good his tongue makes you feel. He loves that when you start to approach your release you can only focus on that. Rutting your pussy on his face until you're cumming, leaving him with a smile and a mouth covered in slick.

Star's notes -> All of my favorite Ballad boys (Not you Coriolanus)

(Requests are open!)

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[faithisasuperstar]

Heyy I love your writing and I was wondering if you could write something with Tanner from district ten? Maybe they were pining over each other and get reaped together?

right person, wrong time → tanner

tanner!tbosas x reader

a/n → tanner is THE loverboy of all loverboys

notes → in which you and tanner both confess to each other at the worst possible time. feminine intended reader. read to the end for a surprise :)

warnings → i’m not super familiar with tanner’s character, so it ended up being rather short (if you like it enough to want a part two, i can surely try my best), he’s probably way ooc. not edited & uploaded via iphone

      he was screwed. what was he supposed to do, kill you? tanner’s been head over heels for you for as long as he could remember, he didn’t think he could hurt you, or even bare to see you injured for that matter. and here you were now, looking oh so frightened as you made your way up to the makeshift reaping stage of district ten. all he wanted to do in that moment was hold you tight and tell you it would be okay, even if he knew it wouldn’t be. he just wanted to protect you from harm; you were fragile to him, after all. in reality, he knew you weren’t the damsel in distress he made you out to be. you could take care of yourself if push came to shove, you had proven so much at work, where he admired you from afar. here you were now, standing right next to him, possibly the closest he’s ever been to you. he tried to sneak a peek of your shorter form, without making it obvious that he was staring at you. the mayor was saying something irrelevant that he wasn’t paying attention to, then he was ripped from his thoughts as peacekeepers dragged the two of you to ten’s train station, thankfully located close by. tanner desperately wanted to break the silence as the two of you waited for the train to arrive, but what would he say? 

     “hey girl, i think you’re super cute and i’ve had a crush on you pretty much my entire life.” yea, right. he scoffed, subjecting himself to just tapping his shoe until, much to his surprise, you spoke up.

     “y’know, it’s probably super inconvenient to tell you this now, but i’m probably gonna regret not telling you if i die..” you began, and his head rapidly turned to face you, eyes blown wide in anticipation. “i’ve had a huge crush on you for like, a whole year now…” you averted his gaze in embarrassment, laughing awkwardly as you admitted to your crush on him. tanner couldn’t believe what he was hearing. he was genuinely on the verge of asking you to repeat your confession when the train conveniently arrived to take the two of you away. quickly, you scurried ahead of him as peacekeepers loaded the two of you on the train, shutting the doors and leaving you both in the dark. tanner had accidentally slammed his head against the doorway upon entry, muttering a myriad of curses as he placed his fallen hat back on his head. 

     “tanner?” you called out, “i can’t see anything, where are you?” you demanded desperately. tanner couldn’t stop his face from flushing when you asked for him. thank goodness it was dark and you couldn’t see how flustered he was that you were actually talking to him. he was so in awe that he almost forgot to respond.

     “uhm- yea! just, uh, reach your hands out, i’m in the corner to your left,” he awkwardly croaked out. tanner could hear you shuffling for a few moments, before he felt your hands grasping his arm. he was lucky he didn’t let out an involuntary squeal, it was like all of his dreams were coming true, aside from the fact that he was being sent to fight to the death. even then, if he died during the hunger games he would die a happy man.

     “‘m sorry if my crush on you totally freaked you out, you can just pretend i never said it, if you want,” you muttered, your hands leaving his arm as you settled beside him. the loss of contact left him heavily disappointed.

     “don’t be. sorry, i mean. it kinda did the opposite of freak me out, to be quite frank..” he admitted, turning his face away from you, even though you couldn’t see him anyway.

     “you mean you feel the same way?” you asked, cheerfully. unconsciously, you moved closer to him, your legs pressed up against his. tanner felt his face go red.

     “yea, for way longer than just a year, mind you.” he informed you.

     “crap..” you mumbled, tone changing quickly as you came to a realization. he turned to you in shock. why would that be a bad thing? “that makes things much more complicated.” oh yea, the fact that the two of you were about to enter a game where only one person got to come out alive. “gosh, i’m such an idiot, i really shouldn’t have told you.” you groaned, throwing your head back against the metal wall behind you. tanner didn’t respond, but decided to be bold for once in his life, intertwining his fingers with your own and tugging you even closer to him. even if you were right, and it did complicate things, he would make the most of his time with you before the games. besides, he had waited his whole life to be this close to you, to treat you right and love you like you deserved. and he wouldn’t give that chance up for the world.

#the ballad of songbirds and snakes #the hunger games #thg x reader #thg fanfiction #tbosas x reader #tbosas fanfiction #tbosas #tanner #tanner tbosas #tanner tbosas x reader #tanner x reader #thg #tanner thg #tanner thg x reader

[kitybur]

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 | 𝐛𝐢𝐠𝐭

⌦ in which fans make a compilation of tanner and you moments.

[ ONE ]

— warnings: swearing, gn!reader, fluff, inappropriate joking

| may I please get a tanner × reader (there's no tanner love on this app) of any one of his streams that you want? or maybe even a ltlvc? just a cute and fluffy, established relationship stream! |

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tanner and y/n being the it couple for 10 minutes straight

the video starts off with the usual self promotion before it gets into a brief summary of the point of the ten minute long video. a fan had put together clips from last to leave vc, roblox, and random streams and vlogs that captured cute, funny, sus moments between two infamous lovers.

it was no secret that tanner and y/n loved each other dearly; they showed it whenever they could. the fans loved it. they loved seeing two of their favourite influencers care so much for each other. therefore, the video was made. and the rest of the fan base couldn’t be thankful enough for this one person to create a memory log of worthy moments.

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you weren’t apart of the newest last to leave vc for isaac’s channel, only because you had a long day at work and didn’t feel like staying up for multiple hours or even days. this led to where you were now, walking into your boyfriend, tanners room to bring him a water bottle. he was just getting to plug his headphones in when you catch nick speaking.

“i’m projecting that y/n is gonna fall asleep first.” you can see yumi’s eyebrows clenched in confusion as he throws his hands in the air.

“their not even in last to leave vc,” he yells. “they’re just babying tanner!” the boys laugh as your jaw hangs slightly open, a glare resting on your face. tanner’s pointer finger comes to push your mouth closed in the softest way possible, and gently takes the water bottle from your hand.

“hey! stop stealing my boyfriend!” you hear isaac yell through the now connected headphones. you shake your head at the screen, giving tanner a long kiss to the cheek before you exit the room.

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“tanner you have ten seconds to get out of your room. ten, nine—” tanner scrambled out of his chair and tripped over his feet to get out the door as the rest of the guys complained how easy his dare was. a couple seconds later, tanner returned with you thrown over his shoulder. his arm held the back of your thighs and you gripped onto his sweater from behind.

“i caught a fish! papa, i caught a fish on my run!” he joked, swinging around to show you in distress. schlatt stared at the screen much like yumi had before with his usual confused expression.

“did tanner just.. steal a person off the streets?” he asked, getting a laugh out of everyone including you who could hear him through the headphones. no one replied as they watched tanner slap your ass and walk over to his bed and all but throw you down on it. you shrieked as your back hit the mattress and the wind knocked out of you.

tanner laughed at the shocked expression on your face, before kissing your forehead and walking back to his set up, acting like nothing happened.

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you walked into tanner's room to give him yet another water bottle after he had downed his in the first hour. you did not expect to see a ring with two bead eyes on his fingers, and you did not expect for him to start speaking and moving his hands like it was a mouth.

"uh.. i have water for you?" you said almost like a question, trying to defuse what was going on. you guessed it was a dare that isaac had given tanner. the hand turned to you and opened like the hand was gasping.

"thank you, beloved." it said, to which you nodded with a small laugh. "can i have a," the hand got closer to your face as tanner whispered. "kiss?" you looked to tanner and than the hand, contemplating if you should leave him hanging. with a sigh, you leaned down and pressed your puckered lips to the tip of tanner's fingers.

on your way out the door you could hear the yell of a 'hey!' from your boyfriend, expecting a kiss for him, not his hand.

--

it was the end of the challenge and tanner was celebrating his win, yelling in the process. he ran to his door and opened it, jumping up and down like a school girl had talked to her crush. "y/n! we're rich, baby!"

"did you win?" your voice was heard faintly through the call as you rushed upstairs to tanner.

"hell yes i did!" he cheered, picking you up by the waist and jumping with you. isaac found the bit hilarious, seeing you flop around in tanner's hold as you gripped his shoulders in fear of him dropping you. he put you down for a moment before you were picked back up bridal style this time. tanner did a couple squats with you in his arms, flexing and talking about how strong and manly he is. when he finally settled down, he brought you with him as he gave his final remarks on winning. he sat you on his lap, his fingers drumming on your thighs as he spoke before the video ended.

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"hello? can you guys hear me?" tanner asks, checking his setting on the roblox screen.

"yeah, i can hear you." you reply, "can you hear me?"

"yeah, i can hear you baby." your stream caught your flared cheeks as you walked your character over to tanner's. "we gotta go, y/n!" he yelled, character starting to run. "where are the others?" you followed after his character.

"we don't need the others, sugar." you whispered into the mic. his character stopped running and slowly span to face yours.

"hell yeah, let's get out of here!"

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you were alone in the game, running around to find anyone you could. the game seemed to hate you as entities would chase you ad no go away, camping you as you hid. "oh my fucking god!" you yelled, getting away from a monster.

"y/n?" you heard a distant call to your left. your character moved a one-eighty until you spotted tanner's.

"tanner!" your character ran for his. "thank goodness, i keep getting attacked."

"i'll protect you baby, dont worry." he said smugly, character walking away as yours followed him. you were both quiet for around two minutes when you heard the sound of one of the monsters near by. your characters started to run when the monster appeared out of nowhere, along with tanner screaming. "take them, not me! take them!"

"tanner! what the fuck!"

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your character had been up on a shelf from spawning into the next room. you didn't move as soon as you spawned, so your character was standing still as you read your chat. when you came back to the game, you moved your characters head down to get a better view of where to step, that was when you saw tanner's pressed as close as it can get to the shelf and it's head moving side to side.

"tanner, what the hell are you doing?" you choked on a laugh as tanner's character backed up.

"you were just standing there, i had to shoot my shot. y'know?" he wiggled his eyebrows and you shook your head, getting off the shelf. "hey! i wasn't done!" he pouted.

"we've got a game to beat, loverboy." you lightly scolded. the inappropriate act on a more or less children's game, let alone on stream was enough to make the tips of your ears red and a roll of your eyes.

"you better pay me back, i was doing you good deed!"

"how would you like me to pay you back?" you asked, confused. he was silent for a moment before you spoke up. "actually, don't even say anything. don't answer the question."

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you had shut down your stream after rage quitting the game, you died too many times to keep going. after that, you were found on tanner's stream as he was about to end it. he was talking to chat about random things that you weren't listening too, you just hung your arms loosely around his neck as your nose pressed into his shoulder. he knew you were there, chat could tell by the way his hand came up to rub your arm in a slow, steady motion that was luring you to sleep.

as he was finishing up saying goodbye, you waved to chat sleepily and bid your own goodbyes. the last thing chat saw was the kiss you pressed to the crown of tanner's head, and his dopy smile that followed along with it. awe's filled the chat before it was disconnected and you two were officially done with your online jobs for the day, and could spend the rest of your time swaddled up with each other.

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a/n: i changed the idea of the story so i had more to include, just wiritng for ltlvc i didnt have much ideas so i wanted to make a tanner fic that would be sorta long and gives more imagination. i hope thats okay! this may also be a multiple part thing, unless this is enough and someone else wants to request something for tanner!

#the group chat #bigt x reader #tanner x reader #the group x reader #the groupchat podcast #bigtstreamingservice #bigtstreamingservice x reader

[alastrrz]

hiiii i was wondering if u could do a tanner x reader , where the reader was also a streamer !!

also also ive read some of ur work and shared it w my friends :) !!

thank you ₊˚⊹♡

sure thing lovebug! and omg, really!! that means so much to me, thank you for sharing my works <3

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genre; fluff/humor

type; blurb

read below!

Tanner was never one to introduce himself when he came in your room. Sure, he knocked on everyone else's doors, but not yours. He didn't think that mattered a whole lot. He obviously knows you're a streamer, but normally you'd text him when you start streaming or when you're about to start. That's just a precaution you guys take so no one comes bursting into anyone's streams unannounced.

You pull your phone out your pocket, pulling up your messages and pressing Tanner's contact.

'hey, abt to start streaming'

'ok loser'

That's normally how the interaction went, and then all was well. He wouldn't burst in, you wouldn't leave your chat unannounced, etc. This time though, Tanner had other plans. He booted up his stream, and quickly went live.

"Look, guys, hello, yes, yeah, yeah hi! Keep it down wouldja? I'm about to go scare the shit out of Y/n. DO NOT go in their chat and tell them." He left a pinned message in his chat saying what he was doing and where he was going, praying to whatever god there is that you didn't get his stream notification.

Of course, you weren't paying attention to your phone, you were pretty focused on playing Lethal Company. Slowly, Tanner started creeping in your door. He puts a finger over his lips to signal your chat to keep their mouths shut.

Tanner slowly crept up behind you, and then when the moment was right, he struck. He grabbed your shoulders, almost viciously shaking you back and forth and screaming near your ears. Him shaking you so much caused your headset to drop down, so his screaming was very, very loud.

"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!" You screamed out, quickly jumping out of your seat and putting your fists up, ready to fight him. "TANNER!" He almost cried from laughing so damn hard. He got you good, and he knows he did. "YOU SHOULD'VE SEEN YOUR FACE! Chat! Chat! Clip that!" You whipped your head around, "Do NOT CLIP THAT."

Tanner laughed a bit more, but after his laughing fit, he placed a soft kiss on your hairline and pat your back. "Alright, alright! I'll leave you alone now. Bye, honey!"

"Bye, asshole." You kept quiet for a minute, your eyes scanning over chat. "... Hey, chat. There's a new poll, should I break up with Tanner?"

Tanner shows up in chat, 'RIGGED RIGGED RIGGED THIS SHIT IS RIGGED'

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[cybrpwup]

ᴄᴀᴋᴇ || ʙɪɢᴛ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Tanner x f!reader

Warnings: cake murder, language, minor (Non-Graphic) Injury. summary: Tanner and Y/n make a cake requested?: yes !

Tanner had roped Y/n into one of his stream ideas. A simple concept, but with Tanner it could only be anything but simple. Tanner had roped Y/n into one of his stream ideas. A simple concept, but with Tanner it could only be anything but simple.

They were tasked to bake cakes without instructions, and while Y/n had some idea of what she was doing, Tanner was completely lost.

To his left was Y/N ducked into the refrigerator. She pushed things around on the top shelf before landing her hand on a carton of eggs. Taking them out, she sat them on the counter next to a mixing bowl. She turned her back to Tanner but not before flashing him a smile.

Y/n had continued to gathering her ingredients, stopping when Tanner pushed a piece of hair out of her face and behind her ear. She coughed and mumbled a thank you before going to work.

He couldn’t help but watch as Y/N cracked eggs into the mixing bowl with one hand and tossed the shells into the kitchen bin. She stood, her feet set like an arrow, with her toes touching

She placed a bag of flour down and stirred the contents of the mixing bowl with a fork and a quick hand. Her head was down focused on what she was doing; a little wrinkle formed between her eyebrows.

Her eyes were distant, focused on the task at hand. Leaving the batter to sit, she crossed the kitchen and pulled open a drawer of miscellaneous utensils. While she searched for what she wanted, the fingers of her non-dominate hand drummed a rhythm against her hip.

His silence caught Y/N's full attention. She pulled her focus up, from her search in the utensil drawer to Tanner’s face. Her hesitant gaze stopped at his mouth and nose before going further up.

Their eyes met. Tanner felt a surge of warmth rushing upon him: a warmth he could lie in forever. Die in. So even his bones might one afternoon be exposed to it. It was clear at that moment (as if it was not before) that being around Y/N was not something Tanner knew how to handle or react to.

“Tanner, you actually have to do something” She said

“I don’t wanna make you insecure with my baking.” He huffed, making her giggle

“Mhm”

“You know I’m a baker…” he said, hitting her hip and making her do the same, before throwing some flour at the boy to which he laughed, shaking his hair and sending flour everywhere. He brought his hand up, messing with his hair.

“You, uh, missed a spot." She bit her lip, stifling a laugh as he tried to find it.

“Let me.." She held his chin, pulling his head down so she could reach his hair, ruffling out the flour he missed. "All good!" She removed her hands slowly as he stood up straight again.

Not even halfway through the stream, Tanner had completely given up on his cake and was just throwing various things into his cake batter while Y/n was genuinely trying “Tanner… what is that..?” She held a hand to her mouth, her eyes widening at his concoction, “are you making a cake or a potion?”

“Well, y’know.. if this cake doesn’t turn out..” he gave a knowing look as his eyes shifted from the camera to Y/n

She didn’t understand the joke at first, giving the male a confused look.

When it finally clicked in her brain, it was obvious in her facial expression, a slight blush tinting her face “Tanner! You can’t say that” she squealed.

“I just meant I’d take yours, jeez, Y/n, you have a dirty mind” He said as he proceeded to pull ranch seemingly out of nowhere and adding it to his ‘batter ‘

She stuck her tongue out, scrunching her nose up, “You’re eating that when it’s done”

“We never agreed on that. I’ll just feed it to Nick or something.” He chuckled.

“Alright, love” She shook her head, dipping a finger into her batter and tapping his nose with a giggle.

Now flour and batter covered Tanner yelled, “Hey!” scooping up his own batter causing her to instantly back away “you’re not touching me with that”

He slowly approached her, holding his hands out in front of, backing her out of the kitchen until he began chasing after her

“If you fucking touch me i’m going to break up with you right fucking now, Tanner, I swear!!” She threatened, screaming through the house.

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“Tanner , I don’t think that’s gonna rise at all” Y/n winced as he slid his cake into the oven “I added a lot of baking powder, i’m pretty confident it’ll turn out” That made her let out an emphasized laugh

Grabbing the oven handle, Y/N slipped her cake in, when she stumbled and the door flew shut, shutting on her hand "Ow! Shit."

She raced to the sink: turning it on to its coldest setting: she kept her hurt hand at a distance. Her free hand grasped her inner elbow supporting the extended arm. As the water bathed her burnt fingers, Y/N stood bent over with her head tucked under her arms and muttered a string of curses.

"Fuck. Are you alright?" Tanner rushed around the counter.

"Y-yea. Yes." She was stuttering through distressed gasps.

"Y/n, it's not great." Tanner laid a hand on her shoulder and another over her free hand on her arm. He felt her continuing to struggle for breath and start a self-soothing type rocking on her feet – not about to give in to the panic. "It’s not great, but you got to calm down. Follow me."

He pulled his lips in and inhaled a slow breath as if through a straw, exhaling it just the same. It took ten seconds of him doing the exercise on his own before Y/N began to follow.

And it was them like that.

And it was nice – given the circumstances.

Both their shirts were damp from the splashback of the running sink.

Half a minute passed. Y/N had not gained her complete composure, but her breathing evened out, and her muscles relaxed enough that Tanner had to reposition himself to support her as she leaned into him.

"Thank you." It was audible, though her chin was still tucked to her chest.

"It's alright...I can't cook either."

She laughed a short laugh. "You were lying earlier?"

"I know, pretty believable."

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Given the cake enough time to cook, Y/n returned to the kitchen and checked the oven “Tanner?”

“Yeees”

“Where is my cake?” She asked, slowly turning to him

“uhh. . .” he lifted up her ‘cake’, if you could call it that, which was just a mess.

She stared down at her cake, her jaw fell open - the cake looked to have been dropped and then attempted to have been glued together with icing - before moving her gaze up at him “YOU RUINED MY PERFECTLY GOOD CAKE?”

She stood frozen and he pulled her into his chest, laughing all the while as she fake cried

“My cake is still intact” He pointed to his cake which she couldn’t even see due to her face being hidden in his chest

“If you can even call it a cake” she sobbed.

Hitting her fist against his chest, she mumbled, “I can’t believe you.”

#bigtstreamingservice #Bigt x reader #Tanner x reader #the group chat x reader #the group chat #the group chat podcast #the groupchat #tgc x reader #tgc #big t x reader #isaacwhy #softwilly #isaacwhy x reader #softwilly x reader

[tabbycatto]

Hello! I'm so happy that there are people who write for Tanner from Scrutinized!

Can I request imagine with Tanner, if so there is a summary:

Tanner as always sneaks into female reader's home, while she is gone. But then she suddenly come back with her friends, so Tanner hides in her closet. And they have fun and decide to play 7 minutes in heaven.

Don't worry about mistakes at least in this work because I'm not a native speaker too.

7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN - ONE SHOT

warnings: Tanner being a fucking creep, description of death, stalking, noncon touching, shit writing, not proofread!

no use of Y/N

words: 727 (somehow)

(sorry it took 2 fucking years to reply omg)

stalker! Tanner x fem! reader

It’s been two months old routine for Tanner now. Watching, lurking, waiting. He learned the entirety of your schedule, when you go to work, when you sleep, when you wake up. When you’re not in the house, he just loves to go trough your things, today was no different. You went out with your friends on this warm summer evening for drinks. Tanner knew this, he also knew that you are usually gone for at least one hour, which was enough for him to shamelessly go trough your dirty laundry, occasionally shoving a piece of pretty panties in his pocket to smell later. He was proud of his little collection of your things especially your undies. It always left you wondering, searching the whole house for a clean pair, oblivious to this madman’s relentless digits stealing them.

He was in his element, when his ears perked up on the noise and laughter from the main door. He sneaked to take a look at the commotion and there were you with your friend group having the time of your lifes. You all stumbled into your home laughing and chatting with no worry in the world. Tanner had no time to run out of the house and he could not risk being seen. He creeped back into your bedroom and slipped into your spaceful closet. Anticipation gnawing at his ribs.

Some time passed by, there was still loud chitchat, but the bedroom door creaked open. Tanner looked trough the little cranny from the closet. This loverboy almost drooled at the sight of you, he was like a dog in heat. His fingers twitching in desperate need to touch you, caress you, take you, anything. You walked in with a few of your friends, talking. „Come on, guys! We’re not in school anymore! Who even plays 7 minutes in heaven.“ You were protesting. „Yeah, but this will be fun!“ One friend countered, wiggling her brows at you and pushing you further into the room along with your another guy friend, who kept furiously blushing. Tanner’s jaw went tight, his throat bubbling with jealousy, fingers now shaking with rage. „Okay, fine! Just let me go take a piss.“ You pushed trough them into the bathroom. Your friends left the room with laughter, leaving the guy friend alone in the bedroom, waiting for your return. He was nervously pacing around.

Tanner went red with anger. „SHE’S MINE!“ His mind is screaming. He reaches into his pocket, taking out a syringe with lethal poison. He’s slowly stepping out of the closet, inching closer and closer towards that friend of yours. The guy turned around just in time for Tanner to roughly stick the needle into his neck, sending the poison down his jugular. Your friend didn’t even have the time to yell out as he crumbled to the floor in convulsions. Tanner dragged him by his armpits into the closet. After that he dusted off his white coat, adjusting his red tie and hid behind the door waiting for you.

You sigh as you place your hand over the door handle and after a short while you open them. You look around, brows furrowed in confusion, when you can’t see your friend anywhere. You walk into the room, calling his name. The door behind you closes with a loud thud, which startles you. You swiftly turn around and are met with a huge grin of a strange man with an even stranger attire. Before you have a time to scream for help, he’s already clasping a hand over your mouth, his face uncomfortably close to yours. „Shh shh, little one, we don’t want company, now do we?“ He says in a sing song voice, guiding you to your bed, his other hand is on your lower back. You start to struggle in his grip, but he’s too strong. You desperately claw at his chest, kick his shins, bite at his palm, but nothing seems to work. He keeps the sinister smirk on his face. „Now now, sweetheart, stop this struggle before I’ll have to use force.“ His smile never fades, quite the opposite, it widens. You stare at him with fear, your eyes watering. „There, sweetheart...“ he caresses the side of your face, his other hand squeezing at your breast. „i think it’s my turn to play 7 minutes in heaven with you.“

#tanner grayton #tanner scrutinized #tanner x reader #tanner grayton x reader #scrutinized #welcome to the game

[gloryy-vs]

Hehehehe so about scrutinized maybe a lovesick tanner or kidnapper I don’t mind and another one is yandere kidnapper wanting to keep them for himself but they have a lover or crush on someone please and thank youuu❤️❤️😘🫶🫶

heueheueh. this will be a multi chapter! ||

Love Sick

tanner x (fem implied) reader , stockholm syndrome , kidnapping , jealousy , stalking , creepy behavior from tanner ||

your computer screen began to slowly burn your retinas, the blue light had formed a headache long ago. going through countless reports, sorting out the bullshit karen complaints and filing the ones that screamed ‘suspect’. all while being oblivious to the well suited creep making rounds around your home.

you couldn’t be to blame, each time you checked your home security cameras, not a single thing seemed out of place. it was like whatever wanted in was serious, and took a good look at all the blind spots around your home to avoid getting caught. you checked the clock, realizing you’ve been up almost 24 hours. pushing yourself from the desk, you stretched your arms up to break the tension.

“rather call it a night now. don’t feel like adding insomnia to the list of medical concerns.” glancing to your phone, you had three missed texts from your current fling, a fine man with a good job who had taken you on a few dates. checking through them, you resorted to responding later. it’s not like they’d be up at 4am anyways.

clearing up your work area and double checking to make sure your windows were locked downstairs, you sauntered up to your room, holding onto the railing to aid your fatigued eyes that could barely stay open now that they had no reason to. you skipped the shower, as all you did was sit at home all day in the same clothes with minimal movement. slipping into bed, you got real comfy.

“oh fuck..” you mumbled, looking up the window above you. you forgot to check it. but in theory it shouldn’t be unlocked. you never open it. shrugging the anxiousness away, you turn on your back, letting your eyes shut to fall into a much needed sleep.

that’s when he creeped in, white suit and blood red tie. fidgeting with window locks was nothing new, sneaking into women’s homes was routine, and watching you, well that was an everyday thing. every date you’ve been on, every grocery trip you made, all the reports you’d file. tanner was there, watching everything. seeing how ambitious you were to catch criminals, low scale ones compared to him, but bastards nonetheless.

creeping towards your sleeping figured, admiring the way your chest would rise and feel with each breath. his calloused hand slipped into the picked of his doctors coat, revealing his syringe. tanners eyes never left you, wanting to make sure he could strike unbeknownst to you. repositioning the needle in his hand, he crawled on the bed on top of you, his left arm pressing into the mattress by the side of your head.

feeling the weight shift and mattress dip, your eyes fluttered open, only to be met with his face mere inches from yours. gasping, you gripped onto the sheets in fear. within seconds he sunk the needle into your neck, injecting you with a small dose of midazolam. “let’s talk.” was the last thing you heard before your vision blurred, and thoughts became clouded. and the very last thing you could feel was being hoisted up and thrown over the culprits shoulder.

#scrutinized #tanner scrutinized #x reader #tanner grayton #tanner x reader #tanner grayton x reader #scrutinized x reader #wttg2 #wttg

[ballad-of-birdy-lamb]

Hi, I really love your writing! I wanted to ask if you could do a romantic head canons for Tanner and Treech because I really love those characters and the reader can be fem or gender neutral. Enjoy the rest of your day!

How pretty it is, I think I'm in love.

Treech/Tanner x Gender neutral reader (separate romantic headcanons) Summary: Romantic headcanons about Treech and Tanner and how they fell in love with gender neutral! Reader Warning: mention of animal death (Tanner's part), blood, before and after the Hunger Games Word count: 1.4k ♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧

Treech:

It had been a warm October in District Seven, oddly enough since the weather was usually cold during this time. Treech kept his hands together as he swung down on the wood block in front of him. He glanced around, looking at the greenery around him, his eyes unconsciously going to you. He stared at you as you brought your ax down onto the block of wood.

He would never admit how he’d admire you from afar, how his face would grow warm when he saw you take on the harder work, or how you looked while you brought your ax down to continue your work. Treech didn’t fully understand his love for you but he would be yours if you asked him… you wouldn’t have to always ask.

The first couple times you both converse were very awkward. Treech would try making you laugh, but because of how nervous he would be, it would come off as really odd. It makes things a bit more difficult, especially breaking the ice, but it was slightly charming since he tried with his jokes (sometimes).

You would hang out with his friends and yours, having connections with each other, which makes

Just a couple hours before the reaping, Treech walked around the town, hoping to get even a sight of you.

When his name is called in the reaping, he doesn’t try finding you. He already accepted his end once he got to the stage in front of the kids of Seven. Treech’s eyes would find you in the crowd, the beauty of your soft eyes made him want to weep and ask you for a kiss before his inevitable death. But he bit his tongue and kept quiet.

The time spent waiting for the train with Lamina was mostly just sitting in silence, her occasional sob breaking the quiet. Treech could only sit with his thoughts, wondering what could have come if he actually ran to you. Perhaps you would have taken him into your arms. Or not. He didn’t want that answer for so long.

The isolation that followed while waiting for the train made everything worse, the knowledge that you could have gone home, without a thought for him or terrified about what could ensue in the arena made him worried.

After his victory in the arena, he’d finally come home to District Seven. But unlike Tanner, he wouldn’t seek you out after caring for himself for a bit. He wouldn’t show for a long while. It would mostly be because Treech couldn’t bring himself to go back to you without worrying you could have possibly seen his actions on the TV’s in the town electronics shop.

Three months, three long months was how long Treech spent trying to take care of himself after all that had happened in the arena. But he got the confidence to go out to see others, others that wouldn’t kill him, and he went to your home.

Treech spent the entire time explaining what had happened while he was in his house and how he held up in the arena, the arena explanation was the shortest since his mind hadn’t even fully recovered.

It was almost a natural instinct to confess how he had fallen in love with you, the softness of you as a whole and how you were kind. You were so special to him since you were willing to listen to him, and didn’t constantly view his victory as a real victory, just as he did. Treech couldn’t help blushing so brightly, his entire face was basically red.

“You’d like a kiss?” You asked with a breathful laugh. As much as it embarrassed, Treech couldn’t help accepting the offer, which you gave to him quickly.

Your hands held his vibrant red cheeks, brushing your thumb against his cheekbone as you pressed his lips to yours delicately. It wasn’t as amazing as Treech had imagined, far more incredible than he could have ever thought. It’s like he was getting a kiss from the heavens itself. His desperation for your lips caused him to pull you close, just close enough to put his hands on your back.

You didn’t pull away for a long while, several minutes even. Truthfully, who would want to leave Heaven?

Tanner:

Oh, how badly the pain in his stomach grew as he stared at you, the blood covering your fingers drew blood to his cheeks. You set the butcher's knife down before turning to leaving to the dressing rooms. Tanner swallowed thickly and wiped his face with his hands, hoping his face wasn't too red to the extent others would know.

It was so odd, how lovely you looked in a place filled with only death. He’d never understand that feeling he got when he’d see you, but Tanner couldn’t deny that he didn’t want it gone.

Tanner had met you in English class, maybe not have met you but he knew you existed, and you were lovely. You were so kind and hot and shit. What couldn't he like about you? And you worked in the same factory! So, he could see you outside school!

You were the most “magnificent piece of work” … as he would say, with the voice of a songbird that would keep him in place out of instinct.

Tanner would take any opportunity to talk to you and he wouldn’t try making it obvious that he liked when you were paired up together in class when your friends were gone. Maybe it was obvious to all, but he thought he was smooth enough (he wasn’t).

Reaping day was notorious throughout the district, all of Panem really. Tanner had spent his day with his friends or near the town square, hoping to find you around and possibly talk to you.

Nearly the entire conversation is trying to work you up enough to get a kiss, trying to butter you up before the reaping. Of course, Tanner would compliment you and your outfit and how nice you looked, jokingly saying you were trying to find him too.

You would spend parts of your time in the town square, walking with him and your friends. Your friends mainly talked about other things besides how Tanner was trying to flirt with you. He claimed they were being sad and stuff, but they were reacting like any other possible tribute, wishing their families would be fine without them. The same could be said for him too, but he hoped you would be fine without him.

When he was called for the reaping, obviously he was sad. Who wouldn't be in this situation? Maybe a murderer but that doesn't matter now. Tanner was going to walk to his death.

At the realization that he probably wouldn’t come home, he’d try finding his way to you. There wasn’t a distinct time when the new tributes could speak to their family before they left but he needed a little time to speak to you, admit he had felt a special fondness for you.

The entire time he was on the train was hoping you’d at least think of him while he was gone, hopefully positive thoughts.

But Tanner never got that, and he couldn’t get what could have come from it out of his mind. It was a partial comfort on the train ride to the Capital.

After the Hunger Games, he had gone home and slept, though his mind went to finding you. It was either your warm presence or the haunting nightmares that would seep back into his mind when he couldn’t think of anything new.

Tanner would find you again and finally give you that kiss that was meant long before the reaping. He wouldn’t try being nice about it, his feelings were intense, and that kiss will be too. He wouldn’t try pulling away for a long while, keeping you close and in his arms, where he wished you would stay forever.

Oddly enough, Tanner would confess his feelings to you after the kiss. He’d go on about how he couldn’t keep his eyes off you and later his lips.

At some point, he’d be asked about his time in the arena. Though Tanner had endless nightmares about the things he saw, the blood and the snakes, he would be boastful. He would claim he was never scared and try seeming stronger than he already was.

As time went on, you’d more likely see him stiffen and get scared at the sight or the smell of anything that reminded him of the arena. Tanner would never claim himself a victor, but he’d say he would.

♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧

So sorry I haven't updated in a long while. Lowkey OOC but thank you for reading, nonetheless.

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[whywhaatt]

write some angst. huge sad angst. argument? sure! fucking idk make me cry. any cc, idc, just make me sad.

we got some sad shit baby💪💪💪

"You need to leave." (big t x reader)

words: 1.368

a/n: ok so basically... i just got drunk, then when i was sober i wrote how i was thinking. sorry if its hard to read but have fun :)

warnings: alcohol mention + use, yelling, and a whole lot of cussing

-

Tanner is getting on my god damn nerves. Last night, I spent the night alone in my apartment and dressed for a date that did not happen. Every text and call I send him I get no answer. I can't tell if I'm supposed to be upset, worried, or pissed off but somehow I'm feeling all three.

For context, we've had this date planned for a couple of weeks. It's already been postponed due to my job or random things Nick asks him to do. And after 3 weeks, we finally both had a free day to have a simple and good date.

15 missed calls, 50+ texts, and 10 hours later I just parked my car in front of Tanner's house. I've gotta calm down. It could've been a mistake, a stupid mistake at that but we all mistakes. No what am I thinking, he deserves to get yelled at. So many thoughts are going through my head. At one point I'm pissed off, but on the other I don't know what happened.

I grab my shit, locking my car behind me, and walk up to the front door. Giggling at the "gay" welcome mat, I ring the door bell... no answer. Okay? I'll just ring it again... no answer again. What is going on? Nick's room is right here, at least he should be able to hear it.

I'm calling Nick.

"Hello?" He picks up the phone.

"Hey Nick, I'm outside. Can you let me in?"

"Yeah sure, one sec" He hangs up. A couple of seconds later, the door opens. A simple "thanks" comes out my mouth all muffled as I shove past Nick to walk towards Tanner's room. Isaac sitting on the couch, looks up and let's me know Tanner's still asleep. Great. Just great... I don't want to wake him up in a bad mood.

Whatever. He deserves it. I need to know what happened. I slam open his door to see him laying in bed sound asleep, with alcohol bottles covering his desk and his sweatpants on the floor next to the bed. His room's a mess, well when isn't it really? The only time its considered to be clean is when you clean it.

He must've heard the door open, cus he slowly wakes up and turns over to see me standing in his room.

"Baby, w-what are you doing here?" he asks so innocently.

"What am I doing here?? I should be asking what you're doing here?" I'm basically yelling.

"What do you mean?"

"What do I mean?!? What do I- uh. I can't with you. We had a date planned for last night!"

"Wha- OH!! Baby, baby please come here. Please come here I'm so sorry."

'No- No absolutely not. What did you do last night? Tell me."

"I-I was drinking with Isaac and Yumi. We played that stupid truck sim game and streamed. Then I just drank and watched anime until I passed out I guess." He admits. What. The. Fuck. I must've said that out loud cus Tanner immediately started to apologize again, "I'm so sorry baby, I completely forgot. Please let me make it up to you".

"No, I'm going home. You better find a way to make this better" I say as I walk out his room and closing the door behind me. The guys must've heard it all happen, cus I could feel Isaac and Nick staring at me as I walk out the front door. I didn't say a word, I just kept my head low and kept walking towards my car. Once I got in my car I just needed to scream.

FUCK.

Okay, that's a little bit better.

-

I got home and immediately turned my phone completely off, tossing it on my night stand and not looking back. I just need to do something else, get my mind off of what just happened. I need a drink. I grab some alcohol from the mini fridge I keep next to my desk. It's a vodka kind of day.

5 shots in...

10 shots in...

20 gulps in...

fuuuck. maybe i should've stopped like 20 sips ago. were those even considered sips? they were too big to be sips. my brain is fuzzzzyyy.

i gottta admiT what i said to Tanner was fuckked up, but i don't mean any of it. I should text him. N-NO!! I'm not texting him.

But I miss him, no I dont. fuck im crying now. ok this is happeninggg. I need to lay down. go lay on the bed. okay. im on the bed now.

knock knock knock

what. what the fuck was what.

knock knock knock

there it is again. am i dying? fuck. is that god? it's getting louder

knock knock knock

oh wait. its my frontt dooor. silly me. i'll go open it. come on body get up. one steep at a time.

"Baby. You scared me." oohhhh iits tanner.

"H-H-Heeeeeeeyyyy Taaaannnerrrrr" wait no i'm mad at him. actually, i'm just falling, oh shit.

"Oh my god, let's get you in bed. Come on" heee says while catching me, he's so strongg. i can feel his muscles, oh my god.

im laying down now. in my bed, i don't remember getting here. oh yeah Tanner.

"Y-Youu, youung sir, you neeed to leave" i slur outt, hehe.

"I'm not leaving you like this"

"Buuut. I'm mad at you a-a-and so you need to leave."

"Just go to-"

-

I woke up in pajama's and a massive headache. What the-

"Are you okay?" Oh. I remember now. I shake my head yes and sit up to see Tanner sitting on the foot of my bed. God, I'm regretting a lot of shit now.

"Baby... I'm so sorry. Can we talk about this? I need to apologize a lot." He says, so quiet it's basically a whisper. He looks up at me meeting my eyes. Was he.. crying? His eyes were all puffy and his hair was all messed up.

"Look, I fucked up. I know I did. But, baby, please forgive me for it. This is the first date I've missed in the forever the fuck long we've been dating. You didn't deserve that. You don't deserve that. I tried to think of all the things I could buy you, or do for you, to make up. But truthfully, the best option was being here for you and letting you know I care.

"I know you don't want to hear this right now, but I love you. I love you so fucking much. At the end of the day, I would choose you over anybody. Please, baby, just forgive me so I can forgive myself." Tanner whispers, a few tear leaving his eyes.

"It's sad, the first thought I had is that you were cheating on me. Then I thought you died, or just decided you hated me. I spent all of last night on the couch crying in the outfit I would've worn. I'm sorry I yelled at you, I just let my emotions get the best of me. You just... You really scared me. I thought I lost you." I confess. I can't make eye contact with him. I close my eyes as streams of tears run down my face and onto the pillow I've been holding. I feel the bed shift and I think Tanner got up and walked away, but suddenly I feel a pair of arms wrap around me.

-

For the past 30 minutes Tanner and I have been doing the 3 C's: cuddling, crying, and comforting.

"Relationships are hard" I think aloud.

"Yeah but we make it work." Tanner says, kissing my neck. My head is still pounding from all the alcohol I had, I can imagine Tanner was feeling the same when I yelled at him. To whoever said relationships were supposed to be easy, fuck you. It's hard to put your total 100% trust and love into one person all the time. And on top of that, you get that back. Plus work, or school, and making sure you're still taking care of yourself.

"I'm glad I have you" I confess.

Today was a long ass day.

a/n: this one is shorter, but i honestly cried while writing it. sorry if the drunk part is too hard to read!! requests are open so do whatever you will with that information. love yall, and thank you so much for all the support

#the group chat #the group x reader #big t streaming #tanner x reader #bigt x reader #angst #alcohol #yelling #apology

[dramatic-shitpost-poet]

Anytime I search up Tanner from scrutinized, I see at least 3 fanfics within the first 5 posts that are all Tanner x reader. But like.. I don't want to be reader, I want to be Tanner. Get your somno kinks out of my mad scientist cannibal who is fucking a random person non canon

#/j #im not mentally stable #tanner grayton #tanner scrutinized #tanner x reader #tanner #scrutinized #sobs #mad science #mad scientist

[willinmist]

Masterlist

Angst - ★ Smut - ♡ Fluff - ☼

Yumi

N/A

Softwilly

Boyfriend headcanons - ☼

Tanner

N/A

Larry

N/A

Isaac

N/A

All

N/A

#Yumi #larry croft #larrycroft #isaacwhy #softwilly #Bigt #the group chat #Tgc #Tgcp #yumi x reader #larry x reader #softwilly x reader #nick x reader #isaacwhy x reader #isaac x reader #Tanner x reader #bigt x reader

[faithisasuperstar]

a cowboy and a capitol girl → tanner

tanner!tbosas x reader

notes → in which you find it a struggle to connect with your tribute, too distracted by his charm. this was supposed to be a request fill but i got too off track, sorry 😭

warnings → not edited & uploaded via iphone. 2k+ words

     you had been taking an early walk, hours before you were required to get ready for school, when you saw your classmate, coriolanus, already dressed in his uniform, a white rose in hand. he was walking with purpose, a pep in his step as if he had somewhere to be this early in the day. there was something odd about it, and before you could stop yourself, your feet were carrying you to him.

     “coryo!” you called out, running to close the gap between the two of you. the boy stopped, shocked that someone he knew was up early enough to see him. it was clear he wasn’t expecting it, as he tensed up, putting on a faux smile for you. “where are you going this early?” you pushed, squinting your eyes at him skeptically. he opened his mouth to answer, but you cut him off. “and what’s with the rose?”

     “well, y/n, i was planning to meet my tribute when she arrives at the train station.” he answered, truthfully, to your surprise. it was quite a clever idea. you recalled coriolanus’ tribute, the small girl from district twelve who sang a song after shoving a snake down a girl’s dress. her voice was quite haunting, if you were being honest with yourself, but you were almost certain she was a psychopath. that was useless to her here, though. she could do no harm given her small frame, and she was no match for the other tributes. 

     “may i join you?” you asked politely, even though you intended to do so despite whatever his answer was. you had been intrigued by your tribute ever since he was assigned to you, even taking this walk to brainstorm strategy, and you were eager to finally meet him. coriolanus obviously wanted to object, but you came from a very powerful family who’s bad side he did not want to be on. not to mention, you could help him persuade the peacekeepers if he was forced to, so he agreed. you kept a steady pace with him as you made your way to the station, walking inside the building hurriedly. the early morning breeze made you shiver, and you realized how inconveniently you were dressed. you were clothed just in your pajamas as well as a fleece cardigan with your family crest plastered on the back that didn’t offer much protection from the wind. 

      you must’ve been waiting there for a couple of hours. at this point, you opted to just sit down, leaning back against a metal post in the spacious station. you had already informed a peacekeeper to contact your mother and let her know where you were, and within the next half hour your driver arrived with your school bag and uniform. you quickly changed in the back of the spacious vehicle, digging through your bag for the small hairbrush you kept and brushing the tangles out of your hair. you were worried that the tributes would arrive as you were getting ready, but thankfully, you scrambled back into the station just as the whistle that signaled a train’s arrival blew. your brows furrowed in confusion as you saw coriolanus turning around, preparing to leave.

     “what’s wrong?” you asked the boy, placing your hand on his bicep to prevent him from walking away further.

     “it’s a cargo train, the tributes aren’t here. we might as well go home,” he informed you, continuing to leave before a distinctly human cry came from one of the carts. almost immediately, he turned around, walking closer to the train, you right beside him.

     “there’s no way…” you muttered, in disbelief that they couldn’t even provide the tributes with decent transportation before they sent them to their death. really, you shouldn’t have been all that surprised, considering the capitol’s track record. typically, you would not put something like this above them, but it felt so surreal knowing that your tribute was in one of those carts. twenty minutes had passed of you and coriolanus sitting anxiously in silence, waiting for peacekeepers to unlock the carts and let the tributes out. you had half a mind to demand them to do so, but you decided against it with a protest from coriolanus. finally, a few peacekeepers sauntered to the train, taking their time as they opened the carts one by one. the stench of manure reeked from the carts, and you gagged as the scent filled your nostrils. nothing could’ve prepared you for seeing the tributes in person, especially in the conditions they were in. coriolanus’ tribute, lucy gray, emerged from the second cart, and he became preoccupied with the girl. as patiently as you could, you waited as the peacekeepers opened the third cart, threatening the tributes to come out. 

     your eyes lit up as you saw tanner for the first time in person. his back was turned to you, but you recognized the outfit he had worn during the reaping. nervousness crept up on you as you debated approaching him, but that was the whole reason you joined coriolanus, and you didn’t want to have waited multiple hours for nothing.

     “tanner?” you called, catching his attention, as well as the few tributes around the boy. he sized you up with a menacing glare as you took a hesitant step closer to him. “i’m y/n, i’ll be your mentor.” your eyes darted up to peer into his as you stuck your hand out. he didn’t take it, leaving you slightly flushed from embarrassment. “well.. welcome to the capitol!” was the best you could do, trying to keep your cool.

     “a real warm welcome alright. your peacekeepers yanked my district partner out of the cart by her hair.” tanner scorned distastefully.

     “woah, woah, woah, who did?” you asked, tone growing concerned as your hand instinctively reached for his arm. he nodded his head in the direction of a younger peacekeeper, and you excused yourself, striding over to the man. “sir, pray tell, what does peacekeeper mean?” you demanded, stealing the man’s attention.

     “miss l/n, oh wow.. uhm, to keep peace in panem, ma’am.” he answered, surprised by your presence. it was not a shock that he knew your face, your family had been well known in the capitol for many generations.

     “right. and is pulling a girl by her hair keeping peace, officer?” you queried rhetorically. the man shook his head shamefully. “so, to make things clear, you weren’t doing your job correctly? i’d go as far to say that you were doing the opposite,” the man shook his head once more. “than i will see to it that you will no longer be employed. hell, you may never be employed again if it was in my wishes,” you remarked, promptly walking back towards tanner, whose face held a look of astonishment.

     “damn, i didn’t think you had that in you,” tanner mused, a southern drawl peeking out, giving him an alluring charm. you smiled, glad that he seemed to be warming up to you.

     “right, so.. as your mentor, i’m supposed to help you win the games, and introduce you to the capitol,” you explained in another attempt to get him to trust you.

     “how so?” he simply asked, scanning your eyes for any sign of deception, which he didn’t find.

     “well…” you thought long and hard hard for an answer, but came out empty handed. the boy laughed, and although it was directed towards you, you couldn’t help but think his laugh attractive. “i’m currently trying to figure that out. that’s why i came to greet you here! i really wanted to meet you, y’know.” the comment seemed a little too flirtatious as it escaped your mouth, and you cringed as tanner raised his eyebrows.

     “yea?” he teased, smiling slightly at your embarrassment. you nodded hesitantly, just to see how he would take the comment. tanner was amused, it was evident, but you weren’t sure that it would be enough to win his trust. from what you had gained, flattery could possibly be the way to his heart, and you decided to continue further down that path.

     “mhm, you were real handsome on camera. it won’t be hard to get the capitol to like you. you could win, too. easily, given your physique.” you complimented, just to see how far adulation could take you, and partially because you meant it. sure, it was over the top, but you would gladly take on the role of a sycophant if it meant tanner would cooperate with you.

     “well, you’re not too bad yourself, cutie,” the boy shot right back at you, causing you to stutter as you processed his statement. blood rushed to your face as you tried to brainstorm something to say. peacekeepers beat you to it, though, herding the tributes to a van near the entrance of the train. tanner was whisked away, the gap between the two of you growing by the second, and you stood next to coriolanus, slumped. your chance had slipped out of your grasp, and you were more than embarrassed as you realized you had wasted your time flirting with tanner. coriolanus was inquiring a peacekeeper about something you weren’t paying attention to, instead staring longingly at tanner’s shrinking figure climbing into the truck, disappearing from your line of sight, and suddenly coriolanus had grabbed your wrist, pulling you along with him.

     “let’s go, y/n” he said, following the path the tributes had taken to the entrance of the station. “we’re going with ‘em.” the truck heavily resembled a cage on wheels, reminding you of what they had used to transport circus animals before the rebellion. coriolanus hoisted himself into the cage, hauling you in after him. the door slammed shut behind you, making you jump. coriolanus took you to the front of the truck with him, eyeing the tributes apprehensively.

     “what’s the matter, pretty boy? you in the wrong cage?” said the boy from district eleven, reaper, if you had remembered correctly.

     “no, this cage is delightful.” coriolanus remarked. reaper surged forward, hands encircling coriolanus’ throat, you tried to back up, shocked, but instead fell into the lap of a tribute, brandy. tanner’s district partner. you were unable to pick yourself back up in the cramped car, forcing you to remain, stuck, head pushed against her knees.

     “i will kill you right now,” reaper threatened, inches away from coriolanus’ face.

     “he’ll do it too,” reaper’s district partner, dill, coughed out. “reaper killed a peacekeeper back in eleven. they never even found out who did it.” reaper growled at the girl to shut up. “who cares now?” dill hopelessly whispered.

     “i say we all kill ‘em,” spoke up bobbin, the boy from eight, viciously.

     “i’m in,” brandy mocked, glaring down at you with malicious intent. you gave coriolanus a look, both of you rigid with fear. 

     “oh, hush, brandy. she’s the one who helped you earlier, remember? got that peacekeeper who pulled you out fired. we’re not killing her,” tanner reprimanded his partner condescendingly. he was stationed nearby the girl, grabbing your hand to help you up and pulling you towards him. the contact seemed to make the rest of the world stop, leaving just you and your tribute. there was discourse occurring between the rest of the tributes, but it was simply background noise to you. it seemed only like a brief moment, but it was quickly crushed as suddenly, the cage tipped, dropping you down a chute nearly twenty feet. you landed in a heap on the floor, a pained groan escaping your lips. rock formations towered around you, and upon squinting up at your surroundings, you saw that a crowd was formed outside the bars enclosing you. you were in a cage, but not just any cage. the monkey house at the zoo.

     you took notice of the capital children that were gawking in at the lot of you. lucky flickerman’s voice, which you could recognize anywhere, boomed as he spoke into his microphone. standing up slowly, you caught your breath, locating coriolanus, as well as tanner. some of the citizens must have recognized you, calling out into the cage and alerting lucky, who asked why the two of you were in there. you stared at the crowd like a deer in headlights, unconsciously inching towards tanner, who was a foot to your left. he was looking at you expectantly, curious as to why you weren’t already begging to be rescued. coriolanus had already taken quick action, though, guiding lucy gray to the front of the exhibit and interacting with the children that stood there. you groaned in frustration as you realized that he had gotten a one up on you, already stealing the camera man’s attention. his demonstration was being aired to all of panem while you merely stood in the background.

     “is that what you’re supposed to be doing?” tanner asked, nudging you with his elbow.

     “yep,” you deadpanned. it had been a waste of time to go to the train station, you had gotten virtually nowhere in your assignment, instead embarrassing yourself in front of not only your tribute, but all of panem. “i’m sorry for bothering you, tanner. i just wanted you to warm up to me, that’s all.”

     “hey, don’t beat yourself up over it,” tanner tried, brushing your arm. you were delightfully shocked that he had made an attempt to reassure you. maybe your journey to the station had been more fruitful than you believed.

     “thanks, tanner,” you muttered, but peacekeepers soon stormed into the enclosure, striding towards you. looking between the peacekeepers and tanner, you almost didn’t want to leave, deeming him as the much better option. but it was too late for you as a peacekeeper wrapped a hand around your wrist, leading you away.

     “will you be back later?” tanner called out for you, genuine interest in his tone.

     “of course,” you smiled as you were being pulled away, and he offered you a small smile in return. you would undoubtedly be looking forward to seeing him again.

#tbosas #thg #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #the hunger games #thg x reader #tbosas x reader #tanner tbosas x reader #tanner thg x reader #tanner tbosas #tanner thg #tanner x reader #tanner #tbosas fanfiction #thg fanfiction

[fandomwritingbit-main]

Will, you do a part 2 of tanner kidnapping the reader. I really wnat to know what happens next.

Of course! tbh i didn’t expect to find anyone wanting more tanner but it would absolutely be my pleasure. Ill prolly post it on my side blog (fandomwritingbit) but i’ll put a little doo-dah on here letting people know x

#tanner x reader #tanner scrutinized #scrutinized game #tanner fic?

[alastrrz]

congrats on 200, you deserve it!!

may i suggest KNQ with bigt?

also can i be 🦢 anon or is there already on?

<3

thanks ml! and welcome, your emoji's been added to my list <3

｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。 tanner ; K, N, Q

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genre: fluff

type: headcanons

read below! tw// weed, getting high

K: Kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they kiss their s/o, and where do they like to be kissed?)

call him cheesy, but he loves peppering kisses from your hand to your forearm. he thinks it's SO sweet and it's something he doesn't see a lot! on the contrary, he loves being kissed on top of his head.

N: Nights (how are nights spent with them?)

you two definitely spend most nights high. once it hits 10pm, tanner reaches for his pen and takes a couple hits. it makes both of you sleepy and happy, so you two love to cuddle while high until you fall asleep.

Q: Quizzes (how much do they remember about their s/o? do they remember every detail, or do they forget everything?)

i like to think he remembers a good chunk of information about you. he has your birthday marked in his calendar, your favorite color, food, smell, and so much more about you in his notes. he also feels SUPER guilty whenever he forgets something about you.

#alex's writing #🦢.txt #tgc x reader #tgc #tgc x you #tgc x y/n #the group chat x reader #the group chat x y/n #the group chat x you #the group chat #big t #big t x y/n #big t x you #big t x reader #tanner x y/n #tanner x you #tanner x reader #alex hits 200: oh my god

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buckle bunny

omg omg so I know I talk a lot about cowboy!reiner’s partner being this adorable housewife that bakes cookies and always dresses in cute outfits but I am thinking sooo hard about him meeting (y/n) in their younger days and she was wild! I’m talking baddest bitch walking, hopping out of her lifted truck with long nails, 40 inches to the ass with Wrangler booty shorts and a camo crop top. “Man, who is that?” He’s out with his friends at the bar, drinking and he sees this woman, busting out her jeans because the ass is sitting, thighs are thick and she’s killing every girl in there. You’re on the floor dancing, flirting and chatting up every dude that walks your way but not giving them more than a minute of your time. Because he’s where your attention is. His face is visibly red from how insanely attracted he is to you. He wants to approach you, say something…but his confidence is not up to par for that. You can clearly see him stealing glances from across the room, nervously nursing his beer but it’s not until it’s your turn to hop on the mechanical bull and when you start twirling around on that saddle..poor boy breaks into a cold sweat! He’s standing there in his Carhartt shaking like a freight truck. Once you finish, there’s no doubt in his mind he has to see what’s up. But before he can even walk your way..you curl your tongue over those pretty plump lips; shooting him a wink to let him know you’ll be riding him next.

so it comes as no surprise when you make your way through the bustling crowd and makeshift line dance forming near the bar, he’s surprised to see you come talk to him because no woman has ever approached him and so boldly. He loves it! “Don’t think I’ve ever see you around here before.” “I could say the same.” Fluttering those 25 MM lashes as you took a sip from your Red Dixie cup. Long nails curling it and boy, could he only dream about it being him you’d lick on like that. It’s not long before you’re running game on the shy country boy with the deep voice and sexy southern drawl. Sitting in his lap while playing with his stubbly beard..thinking about how you’ll be sitting on it before the night’s done. He compliments your dancing and how well you rode that machine. “Thanks, darling. I got a lot more skills than that.” A hand coiling your waist and an open Budweiser in the other, Reiner finally has enough of that liquid courage to ask you to go for a late night ride with him. A customary sign of a crush in these small town parts.

an hour later and your tight little outfit is sprawled all over the floorboard of his F-150. Fingernails dug in between his blonde wefts as he glided his tongue up and down that exposed clit. Flicking his tongue all around your folds and devour that sweet cunt. You’ve made a mess of those leather seats that he just replaced in his old beater but it’s just fine by him..as long you keep coming all over his face. “Shit!…I didn’t expect you to be like this, Mr. Reiner…” laughing as you cover your mouth in shock from being forced into squirting twice. He’s so impressed that he can’t stop kissing and caressing on that pretty pussy. “Stick around, sugar. There’s more where that came from.” You always knew the quiet ones were the type to look out for but he was no joke. So after returning the favor and sucking him up with your ass nearly seated on his dash, he finds himself stroking that big, thick cock in his palm, waving you towards him. “So about those tricks, darling? Why don’t ya’ climb on top of me and show me what you can do?”

#did I just listen to tanner adell’s whole album and dream this up #yes I did #and feel no shame #cowboy reiner #pushing this agenda #reiner x black reader #reiner x black reader smut #aot x black reader #black fem reader #black reader #black reader smut #reiner x reader #reiner braun x black reader #reiner braun #aot imagines #aot headcanons #aot modern au #aot smut #aot fanfiction #reiner smut #cw smut #cw sex mention #cw alcohol #can his face be my saddle js? #fuck #aot x black y/n #aot drabbles #reiner drabble

[gloryy-vs]

hey cuties! anyone remember the game Scrutinized? Had a main antagonist named Tanner everyone was obsessed with for a hot minute and i found an only playlist i used to blast while writing fanfics on wattpad for him..

long story short send me prompts to write with Tanner

serial killer x reader :))

#tanner #scrutinized #tanner scrutinized #scrutinized tanner #tanner grayton #x reader #tanner x reader #scrutinized x reader #tanner grayson x reader #serial killer x reader #welcome to the game #wttg #wttg2