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༉ my inbox will always be open for requests & thoughts!

༉ writing for: peeta mellark & katniss everdeen, lucy gray baird, dina woodward, all yellowjackets girls.

༉ won’t write: male reader, noncon, incest, hard kinks.

[katnissegf]

PLEASE CAN WE SEE MORE HARD-TO-GET READER🥺🥺i genuinely understand y/n so much but I feel so much sympathy for Lottie now she seems like she's also new with this whole real romantic thing and im sooo eager for another drabble so pls🥺🙂‍↕️

thank you so much for the support on the first part i appreciate it so much :( here’s the second part with the ending y’all asked for! (i guess) hope you enjoy <3

[katnissegf]

not so hard to get — lottie matthews.

summary: she’s been acting different since you ghosted her. when you finally show up at her soccer match, things get better. fluffy ending. part one.

it’s been a few weeks since the last time you spoke to lottie.

you’ve been doing your best to ignore the thoughts that invade your brain every day, such as the memories, the what-ifs, the echo of her voice and laugh.

avoiding her became part of your routine. you don’t even let yourself meet her eyes in the hallway or during class.

and yet, it’s hard not to notice how you see her less around school than before. less parties. less noise. still, one thing keeps replaying in your mind, over and over. “i really wanted this to work. this only happened with you.”

you shake the thought away when you spot mari waiting for you during lunch break. she’s leaning against a bench, already halfway through a granola bar when you reach her with a smile, or at least something you try to pass as one.

“hey, how was yesterday’s match? did you guys win?” you take a sandwich from her tray like it’s your own and start eating.

“don’t even get me started. we get worse every game! i mean we’re so close to nationals and lottie doesn’t even bothers to show up at practice like—” she cuts herself off, and your breath catches the second you hear her name. “i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to bring her up.”

“it’s okay, don’t worry.” you look down as you pronounce the (not very) convincing words. “do you guys have talked to her about it?”

“well.. yeah. jackie did. but she wouldn’t listen to any of us. it’s like she doesn’t care anymore.” and there’s silence. an uncomfortable one. “but she still asks about you, you know.”

“c’mon, mari.” you chuckle at her words. “i’m being serious. she’s been acting so different since you came here, and even more different when you stopped talking to her.”

you don’t say anything. you just take another bite of the sandwich that doesn’t taste like anything anymore.

“look, i’m not going to pressure you anymore. and i know what i’ve said about her before, because yeah, i thought she was playing too. but now?” she pauses, watching you carefully. “i think she meant it. she really misses you. and i can tell you miss her too.“

you hesitate, your voice softer. “do you think she changed for me?”

“not for you,” mari says. “but because of you. and that’s better.”

you were about to open your mouth to respond when the bell rang. as you both stood up to head back to class, mari caught your attention one last time.

“i’m going to make sure she shows up to the match next week,” she murmured. “so.. if you want to give her another chance, you should come. but if you don’t, that’s okay too. i just want you to feel better again.”

so you start thinking about it all weekend.

you think about her. about how she looked that afternoon by the classroom door, the hurt in her eyes when she realized you didn’t believe her. you also think about mari, who has never been the biggest lottie matthews defender, and yet she believes she has changed for good. not for you, but because of you.

then match’s day arrives. but not just any match, this is the one that decides if they go to nationals, the biggest game of the season. of course you had to assist.

you don’t even tell mari you’re going. you just show up, hands buried in your pockets. you sit higher in the bleachers this time, hoping not to stand out, at least not yet.

the stadium’s louder than usual, more people, more pressure. the team is warming up when you arrive, and that’s when you spot her right away.

lottie is focused, a little more serious now. like she’s carrying something on her shoulders and trying not to let it break her.

you don’t think she has seen you. but halfway through the first half, she glances toward the stands, and then stops. her gaze locks on yours, frozen for a few seconds before she turns back to the field.

but then everything shifts. she starts playing like she needs this. like every move is for something bigger than just a win. you heard she hadn’t been herself in the last few games, but now? she’s electric. she owns the field, she controls the game.

when the final whistle blows, it’s official, they’ve won. they’re going to nationals. her teammates scream, jump, throw their arms around each other. but lottie doesn’t celebrate. she turns, breathless, scanning the bleachers again, searching for you.

you think about leaving before she finds you. you even stand up, taking a step toward the exit, but you don’t move any farther. and she notices that.

minutes later, you’re still standing at the edge of the bleachers when she finds you. she’s covered in sweat, her cheeks flushed from the nerves of seeing you again. neither of you says anything at first, the noise of the crowd fading around you.

“i didn’t think you would come.” she breaks the silence, her voice insecure, like she’s been holding something in for too long.

your heart beats fast. “i didn’t think i would either.” she laughs under her breath, but it’s not bitter, just tired. “i meant what i said,” she adds, softer now. “back then. i still do.”

and finally, you really see her. not the version you built in your head, the flirty, careless girl everyone warned you about. that’s not who’s standing in front of you now, and you know it.

“i’m sorry i didn’t believe you, lotts. but i do now. and i miss you more than anything.”

“then prove it.” she says without hesitation, smiling. a real smile, one she hasn’t worn in a long time.

you just step closer, wrapping your arms around her neck confidently. her hands find their way to your waist, like that’s exactly where they belong. and then, you kiss her.

it’s slow, careful, like you’re both still afraid it might break. but it doesn’t. around you, the crowd is still celebrating, but for once, lottie matthews isn’t chasing a win. she’s holding it in her hands.

[katnissegf]

would love a lottie fic based on womanizer where a player!lottie falls in love w a hard to get reader. thank uuuu :) 💐

it’s posted <3 thank you so much for your request, i hope it meets your expectations!

[katnissegf]

hard to get — lottie matthews.

summary: she is used to getting whoever she wants. until she meets you. a little angsty. part two.

lottie matthews is the type of girl who’s always in charge of the situation. she knows what she wants, and she always gets it—especially when it comes to women she likes.

that’s why she became obsessed with you in the very first moment she met you.

you were at a party, chatting with your new classmate mari ibarra, when lottie noticed you across the room, instantly intrigued by you.

when you were finally alone, she decided to get close. “are you new here? can’t remember if i’ve seen such a pretty face before.” the drink that was resting on her hand found its way back to her mouth, only making time for your response.

but instead of blushing or getting nervous like she expected to, you chuckled to yourself and decided to be honest with her. “wow, do all your lines come straight from a cheesy movie?”

you didn’t even give her the chance to answer your question before you were gone, already looking for someone else to talk to.

a few days earlier, mari had warned you from this tall, flirty girl from her soccer team. she had a reputation for being very charming, to the point of getting into people’s heads, only to lose interest once the chase was over. so mari told you to keep your distance. “don’t get pulled in, don’t play her game.” her words echoed a little louder in your head the moment you saw lottie standing in front of you moments ago. that’s why you walked away so quickly.

but for this tall, flirty girl.. she’s been hooked ever since. not because she’s in control, but because she’s not.

things get worse for you when you find out you share a couple of classes with her. you really try to ignore her, but everyday, she makes sure the only seat left for you is the one next to hers.

now that she has the chance to talk to you without you walking away, she starts showing genuine interest. she asks about your weekend, and when you finally answer with a good tone, she actually listens. not just nodding along or making a joke, she listens, like she wants to remember every detail.

then she invites you to her soccer matches, casually at first, like it’s no big deal. when she’s lucky enough that you show up (sometimes to support mari, and sometimes… maybe for lottie too) she plays like her life depends on it.

with time, she stops hooking up with people at parties. she starts making time to study with you outside of school. people in the hallways begin to talk about how much she has changed, how she’s gotten better at soccer and classes.

but in your eyes, none of that mattered. you couldn’t accept it. she was clearly playing games with you, doing the same thing she always did with every girl she wanted. you couldn’t trust her, no matter how much you had actually started to like her after spending so much time together.

so you pull away and start creating distance. you stop replying to her texts, not even the one-line messages you always used to sent. you start showing up earlier to class just so you can sit somewhere else.

after days of overthinking, lottie finally notices it because you skip a very important soccer match. she plays badly for the first time in weeks. she doesn’t even go to the after party with the rest of the team.

she finds you after class one afternoon, waiting by the door like she used to. except this time, there’s no smirk, no teasing line, just a nervous fidget in her hands. “did i do something wrong?” she asks, her voice lower than usual. there’s no charm in her tone, only genuine concern. she’s not trying to win you anymore, she’s just trying to understand.

“can you stop acting like you care about me? i know the way you are, lottie. you always do this. mari told me.” for the first time, you see it in her eyes. real and quiet hurt. and it makes your stomach flip.

“if that’s what you want to think about me, then fine. just know that i really wanted this to work. this only happened with you.” and for a second, you want to believe her. but you don’t. not yet.

so you just shake your head and walk away. just like you did the first time you talked to her.

based on this request ❦ thanks for reading!

[katnissegf]

📁 — sara’s masterlist.

yellowjackets

⋆˙⟡ lottie matthews: hard to get | not so hard to get

⋆˙⟡ mari ibarra: dating headcanons (soon)

the hunger games

⋆˙⟡ poly!everlark: dating headcanons

the last of us

⋆˙⟡ dina woodward: top service

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💭 — thinking about top service dina.

✶ it’s been a very long day. you’re exhausted, so all you want to do right now is come home to your girlfriend and rest in her arms. however, she is just unable to stop begging you to let her make you feel better. and it is also impossible for you to say no to her offer.

✶ dina places you on the bed slowly, lifting your blouse until the cold air hits your breasts. she takes a long pause to stare, mesmerized, as if it were the first time she saw them. then she spreads wet kisses all over your chest, slightly sucking your sensible nipples.

✶ she just knows how to follow your instructions so well, how to make you feel good without putting any effort. it never ceases to amaze you. the heat of her body invading yours while she descends on your torso, leaving a trajectory of hickeys and bite marks on her path.

✶ the next thing you know is that her face is buried between your thighs, her tongue deep inside you. “i’m going to take care of you,” she murmures against you, feeling her hot breath in your center as she pronounces the words. “my sweet girl.”

✶ you can tell she gets pussy drunk very easily when it comes to you, but you would never complain. after all, she’s doing a really good job of making you forget about all the stress from earlier. it’s even easier to forget when she adds a couple of fingers at your entrance.

[katnissegf]

i’m back on the mood for writing so please send requests or your thoughts about characters!! i write for poly!everlark, katniss & peeta individually, finnick odair, yellowjackets girls & also dina from hbo’s tlou show <3 ty love you all

[katnissegf]

dating katniss & peeta — headcanons

pairing: poly!everlark x fem!reader (katniss everdeen x reader x peeta mellark)

warnings: polyamorous relationship, use of pet names, a lot of fluff, suggestive themes, TW: GALE, english is not my first language so there might be spelling mistakes.

notes: this is my first time writing in YEARS. but i’m so into the hunger games fandom right now so here’s this. hope you enjoy <3

after the games, neither of them returned to being the same.

when they returned home, they became so much more overprotective than they were in the past with you.

want to visit your family? peeta will be there with you. need to go somewhere? katniss will go with you.

to be honest you can’t blame them, you know they are like this now because of how scared they are of losing you. and you adore them for that.

but also, overprotective in the jealousy way.

peeta has never been a jealous boyfriend. if he sees you or katniss flirting with someone else, his heart would shatter into pieces, feeling not enough for either of you, but he would never say a word about it.

meanwhile, katniss.. well, she’s not afraid to make it clear what belongs to her.

there was this time when gale came up to talk to you on the reaping day, he said he was ‘concerned about you.’

your girlfriend noticed his intentions to flirt with you and quickly got closer to steal your attention, placing a hand on your waist and giving gale a death stare.

he never tried to flirt with you in her presence again.

peeta is literally obsessed with both, you and katniss. he would die for the two of you.

in the other hand, katniss would kill for the two of you. you guys are her whole universe.

in the afternoon, you usually have baking lessons with peeta as your teacher.

if you end up burning something, he says, “don’t worry darling, next time will turn out better.”

sometimes, when you join her on the hunt, katniss tries to teach you how to use the bow and arrow as well.

“i don’t know, i think i prefer watching you do it than doing it myself.”

“c’mon baby, it’s going to be fun. for me?”

of course, you agree just to see her happy.

since they returned home, it’s normal for both of them to have nightmares every night.

to katniss, it helps when you run your fingers through her hair while she rests her head on your chest. peeta always takes her hand to let her know he’s there, even when he’s scared too.

when peeta is the one that wakes up from a terrible dream, he immediately becomes the little spoon and lets both of his girlfriends hug him. this helps him calm down and quickly go back to sleep.

every morning, you braid katniss’s hair while peeta braids yours. <3

you and peeta take care of the garden, and always suprise katniss with flowers.

okay but.. heavy make out sessions.

peeta holds you tight onto his lap and kisses your neck while katniss kisses your mouth like her life depends on it.

they’re always so sweet with you and your body, because it’s probably their favorite thing on the world.

both of them always ask for consent before touching or even kissing you, they respect you so much.