#RAHHHH i love this req

[spaceagebachelormann]

rose x reader who's really into classic lit? maybe reader yaps and yaps to her about it, and knows all of these things!! I think rose would he a really good listener and would love listening to her partner yap

☆ — rose tyler with a partner into classic literature

✧ masterlist — navigation

✧ carmillas notes — rose my pookie pie. i miss her so much you guys dont get it. rose please come home the kids miss you!! been putting this request off for awhile now but im finally getting to it guys

✧ warnings — im a bit rusty with writing i fear

rose herself was never very big on classical literature, but she’s read the ones you read for school like catcher in the rye, lord of the flies, the outsiders, etc

she’d heard tons about classic literature from the doctor, however and one day when he’s ranting about charles dickens or tolstoy or someone she kind of just casually mentions that you like classic literature

in t-minus two seconds he shows up at your door and demands to see your bookshelf

if you weren’t a companion before, you’re definitely one now

rose doesn’t strike me as much of a reader outside of things for school but she’s a very good listener and remembers most of what you say

if she knows the book she’ll rack her brain and try to talk with you about it, but she might be a little confused at times. nevertheless she’s 100% the listener to your yapper

rose would also not be opposed to you reading to her. like i said, she’s a very good listener

the only way she’ll probably actually read a book you like is if you read it to her anyway, because she can certainly read, it’s just not as enjoyable for her as listening to your voice is

she’ll probably tease you a few times because she thinks it’s funny and because she loves you

if the doctor is in the room, he will however come to your defense because the doctor LOVES classic literature

rose will also ask him to get a list from you of some books you don’t have but really want, and she never really tells him why but it’s kind of obvious

every once in awhile she’ll show up at your house with one she knew you wanted and act like it was nothing

she’d be all “oh i just saw for a few pounds and thought you might like it” as if she hasn’t been searching for it (the doctor also helps. he’s both your guys’ biggest fan and also your third wheel)

[satsuj1n]

OUGHHH MY BABS

★ billy x stu x randy moodboard !!

requested by @satsuj1n !

[puripurin]

Yandare cupid before gta 6????

— Yan! Cupid LOVES to shoot you with one too many love arrows. He loves seeing you writhe in lust as a pool of heat fuels you with desire. He'd fuck you senseless, making you feel overstimulated and sore the next day.

If he wanted you to ravish him, he'd give you a total of 5 or 6 arrows because you really start to burn with lust. It's almost painful for him to watch you moan and groan in pain, but truthfully, he's mostly thinking about you using him as nothing more than a sex toy.

Giving you the so-called "power" to throw him on any surface and just use him. He'd purposefully lower his stamina to cum way to early for him liking because the look of pure dominance on your face when you realized he'd cum as soon as you slid yourself down his length.

All of these sessions last for hours upon hours until you're worn out, and the love arrow's effect on you dissipates. When you wake up each time looking like a hot mess and your entire body is aching from overuse, you'd weakly punch him, but his response to that was eating/ sucking you off.

You can't get upset when he does this, i mean, come on, you don't want to be put in the white room again, do you?

Yandere cupid before gta 6 🤭 i wasn't expecting so many people to like him this much to put out a req. Thb, i wasn't expecting 1k notes on that shii becos it was only 4 val.

Also, the little imagine i wrote ill try and finish that, but im playing pjs so tea could (hopefully) win, but it's not looking so good... DOWN WITH COFFEE, RAHHHH

[7s3ven]

hello! ur writing is so fun and rahhhh i heart it. idk if ur taking cato reqs but i love him bro its an issue. anyhow, childhood friend!tribute!reader and him coming to terms with the fact that both of them cant win. could be platonic or romantic whatever u like<3

I’m literally in love with Cato.

( master list )

DANCING WITH UR GHOST. cato hadley

IN WHICH… Cato Hadley and Y/N L/N accept there can only be one winner. The Capitol watches as one falls and the other leaves the arena with a furious heart, never quite moving on.

Warnings : not proof-read, a little bit of angst, some gore (it’s the hunger games)

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THG TAG LIST : No one rn 💀

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It was a hot and sunny day when the Capitol chose to announce the tributes. Small beads of sweat rolled down Y/N’s forehead as she clasped her hands behind her back. The sun was relentlessly beating down on the large group of teenagers crowded in front of the stage, organised by age and all eagerly waiting.

Y/N wasn’t like the rest of her District. She had seen how the effects of the Hunger Games weighed down on the tributes. Haymitch had turned to drinking after the slaughter of his family. Y/N couldn’t imagine returning home to see the people you held dear gruesomely bloodied on the floor.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Cato. He stood out from the boys, being one of the tallest and towering over them. He had his jaw clenched and he was impatiently tapping his foot, waiting until he could leap onto the stage.

His head turned and they locked eyes. Y/N was the first to break into an amused smile and he returned it, his pale lips curving upwards.

Y/N paid no attention to the video playing on the screen in front of her. They showed it every year and she had practically memorised the voice lines by now. Her mind flashed back to yesterday, the day where Cato had suggested the unthinkable.

“What if we run away?” He questioned, making Y/N pause. She grasped the handle of her ax tightly as she spun around to face her childhood friend.

“What?” She needed to make sure that she had heard him right. It’s not like Y/N hadn’t thought of it before but for Cato Hadley of all people to ask was outrageous. He was Two’s greatest candidate. They were all counting on him.

“You heard me. What if we ran away? Away from all this and away from the games? I wouldn’t have to worry about being a peacekeeper. We could do it, you and me.”

Y/N has full faith in her axe skills and Cato’s strength but the idea was almost too crazy to pull off. She shook her head, “They’d find us.” She whispered. Y/N was glad nobody else was in the gym because this could be considered treason.

Y/N subtly shook her head. If only leaving District Two was that easy. They would surely notice if their strongest candidate and his axe-throwing friend went missing.

Her attention was caught by the lady, Kikoro, walking towards the microphone in a hideously bright yellow skirt. Beside her, Y/N heard Clove laugh.

Clove was a good friend of Cato’s and by default she was a friend of Y/N’s too. She was shorter than both of them but that didn’t stop her from snapping at people left and right. Her skills with throwing knives were amazing and Y/N often felt a little jealous. Surely the knives were lighter compared to lugging around a wooden stick with a blade attached to it.

“Now, I must warn you, there’s a new little rule. No volunteering this year.” Kikoro uttered into the microphone, her lips covered in yellow lipstick curling into an unsettling smile. She ignored the disappointed jeers from the teenagers as she reached into the first bowl. “Ladies first. It’s only polite.”

Everybody watched with bated breath as Kikoro unfolded the piece of paper painfully slow. Clove was practically shaking with excitement.

Kiroko cleared her throat before she leaned forward, glancing at the crumbled paper. “Y/N L/N.” She said.

Y/N clicked her tongue, thinking it was all a sick joke. She wasn’t scared shitless like the tributes in the paper districts were but she was disappointed. Why her and not somebody who actually wanted to compete?

Y/N begrudgingly stepped onto stage after being dragged by a peacekeeper. “Let go of me.” She hissed, yanking her arm out of the man’s grip.

“What’s your name, dear?” Kiroko asked, gesturing Y/N to step forward to the microphone. The H/C-nette stared at the Capitol citizen in confusion.

“You just said my name… Y/N L/N.”

Kikoro paused before she burst into a fit of light laughter. “Ah, sorry dear. I’m so used to volunteers. Next up, the boys.”

Y/N hoped her District partner would be someone useful who she could discard later. Someone strong but not too strong as to overpower her.

As Y/N rocked back and forth on her heels, she glanced over at Kikoro who was now unfolding the second paper. She read text written in black ink before grasping the microphone.

Hearing her own name getting called didn’t frighten Y/N but as Kikoro declared the male tribute, her heart dropped so fast that she may as well collapsed. It was the one person she wished hadn’t been chosen.

“Cato Hadley.”

The train ride was silent. Enobaria had tried talking to the pair but they never replied. Eventually, she gave up and went to a different compartment.

“We should’ve run away.” Y/N quietly muttered, suddenly regretting not putting the absurd plan into action. Across from her, Cato chuckled.

“Yeah…” He paused, refusing to believe that this was really happening. That he’d have to kill his best friend if he wanted to survive. He was brought back to the harsh reality as the train bumped along the tracks.

“You should’ve played dead… or something.” Y/N stirred the spoon around in her cup of coffee, having no intentions of actually tasting the bitter drink. She licked her dry lips. “What happens if we’re the last ones left?”

Cato didn’t have the courage to answer. He pushed his food around with his fork for a few moments before finally lifting his head. “May the best win.” He uttered.

Y/N glanced out the window, staring at the tall buildings of the Capitol in the distance. She took a deep breath as the train quickly approached the large city and their impending doom.

The days in the Capitol were limited. And they passed by fast. One minute Y/N was standing in front of the dummy targets, skilfully throwing axes as their heads then the next she was in front of a crowd in a glittery gold gown.

“You’re a fan favourite, Y/N. How does that make you feel?” Caesar, with his crazy blue hair and matching suit, said as he widely grinned.

“I guess I’m just that charming.” Y/N smiled as she leaned back in her seat, gracefully crossing one leg over the other.

“Our time is almost up but may I ask the question that everyone has been wondering? What on earth is going on between you and Cato?”

The Capitol had caught wind of the small stolen glances and borderline flirtatious kisses on the knuckles. Y/N shifted in her seat as she recalled the event before this very interview.

“You look…” Cato entered the room, practically starstruck as Y/N stood on a small platform. “Wow.” She frowned as she adjusted the tight bodice of her dress.

“Really? Because right now, I can’t really breathe.” Y/N let out a small laugh but she felt her corset suffocate her lungs.

“Does this look like a face that would lie to you?” Cato grasped Y/N’s hands and helped her off the platform. “I mean it. You look stunning… almost makes me wish we were getting ready for a ball instead of this.” Cato’s face was so close. Y/N couldn’t help but let her eyes dart to his lips.

“You look handsome too.” She playfully grinned as she straightened Cato’s tie. “Blue suits you.”

“We’re just friends.” Y/N repeated that overused phrase while the Capitol citizens groaned in frustration. “I don’t know what you want me to admit… Cato is handsome but I can’t imagine dating someone I’ve known since childhood… his face is getting a little annoying.”

Y/N’s cheeky remark earned her a few laughs.

“If given the chance, I probably would’ve liked to kiss him once, you know?” Y/N’s confidence grew and she forgot all about how Cato could hear her words through the small screen in the waiting room. She folded her arms over her chest just as the timer buzzed.

“Y/N L/N, everybody!” Caesar declared.

She stepped off the stage and back into the shadows, away from the piercing lights. Glimmer and Marvel had already returned to their rooms and Y/N was about to do the same before Cato came into view.

She saw him wave enthusiastically at the crowd but his eyes were on her. She shrank back, suddenly aware of what she had said during the interview.

Y/N scurried off before Caesar could even ask Cato one question. She stormed into the room assigned to District Two. Enobaria was sitting on the couch, clicking the TV remote buttons.

“Need help getting out of that dress?” The sharp-toothed woman asked. Y/N silently nodded.

“Thank you.” Y/N said, finally able to breathe properly again. She would never take oxygen for granted again.

Y/N was only dressed in a black singlet and shorts when Cato burst through her personal room door. “What was that?” He demanded, slamming the door behind him. “If given the chance? I’m giving you the damn chance, Y/N!”

Y/N let out a squeak of surprise when he grabbed her face and pulled her forward, swiftly kissing her like he had been waiting to do so for years. With how his hands trailed down to tightly grip her waist, Y/N wouldn’t be surprised if Cato had been dreaming of this moment.

Cato pulled away, resting his forehead on Y/N’s. “How’s that for a given chance?”

The sun in the arena felt different. Its heat was blistering and Y/N felt her body burning up underneath her heavy jacket. She wanted to discard the warm piece of clothing but it would come in handy at night.

The Careers had already made their allies clear. Y/N glanced at Cato who was already staring at her as usual.

To Y/N’s left was Glimmer, who was impatiently tapping her foot as the countdown began. Y/N stared at the decreasing numbers until it reached five and she had no choice but to get ready to run.

This was no mere dream, it was a reality that Y/N wish she didn’t exist in, for Cato’s sake.

To no one’s surprise, Cato was the first to react as the countdown finished. He leaped off his podium, immediately making a run for a silver sword. Some tributes turned tail and ran but those who joined the mess in the middle were gruesomely stabbed by Cato.

Y/N grasped a pack of throwing knives, tossing the sharp objects at anything that moved. She managed to cut Katniss’ cheek and the ravenette was not pleased about that. The District Twelve girl shot an arrow Y/N’s way but she ducked and avoided it.

“Y/N, here!” Cato tossed a fancy looking axe her way. She easily caught it, swinging it at a foolish boy who thought he could beat her.

The bloodbath didn’t last long thanks to Cato. He either killed or drove off any of the remaining tributes. “I’m feeling pretty good about this.” He grinned down at Y/N as they waltzed around the Cornucopia. He twirled his heavy sword in his hand.

“You’re in a good mood.” Y/N muttered. The hunger for bloodshed had clouded Cato’s mind, causing him to forget that Y/N would have to die in order for him to emerge victorious. She said nothing about it, though, not wanting to spoil his cheerful mood.

“I’ll be in a better mood after this.” Cato chuckled to himself as he pecked Y/N’s lips. He held her close, burying his face in her neck.

Y/N stood still, awaiting the moment where they would be forced to turn on each other. Out of the pair, Y/N had always been the rational realist.

Glimmer was dead, filled with toxin after Katniss sabotaged the Careers’ camp.

Marvel was next. Katniss skewered him like a kebab with her arrow. He died on the forest floor, joining Glimmer in Katniss’ kill count.

And then there were two. Y/N had narrowly avoided being bashed in the head with a stone by Thresh. The side of her head was still bleeding, the crimson liquid staining the green grass below.

Y/N groaned as she collapsed beside Cato, leaning against the large tree trunk. “Who’s left?” She rasped. She had heard a canon go off but she had no idea who it was.

“The boy from Eleven, the pair from two, and us.” Cato replied, his shoulder brushing against Y/N’s. He pulled out a small tin bottle, handing it over to Y/N. She gratefully took a large gulp of cold water. “Don’t worry, we’ll get home.” He whispered, “You and me forever.” After Y/N’s near death experience, Cato realized that the Capitol had played him as a fool. But he was happy about the announcement that said two victors could win if they originated from the same District.

Y/N leaned her head on Cato’s shoulder and closed her eyes, deeply sighing. She didn’t know when she dozed off or how long she was asleep but she cracked open one eye to see Cato hurriedly shaking her.

Night time, the Careers’ prime time to hunt, had already past. When Y/N’s eyes finally adjusted to the light, she furrowed her eyebrows. She was in a cave yet she remembered falling asleep on the forest floor. And Cato was covered in bites and gruesome grazes and blood. So much blood.

“Cato…” Y/N breathed, quickly leaning forward, “What happened to you?”

“I killed Katniss and Peeta… and the mutts killed Thresh. It’s you and me left, Y/N.” His sounded sounded so weak and he sluggishly cupped her face, panting heavily. For once, he was covered in his own blood rather than the blood of his victims.

“You drugged me…” Y/N’s heart fell to her stomach as she realized what had happened. Cato had slipped sleeping pills into the water and while she was knocked out, he put her in a cave and went to hunt down the three other tributes. She furrowed her brows. “How could you? Cato… you could’ve died.”

He let out a quiet laugh. “Yeah… I know. That was kind of the point. While you were asleep, they revoked the two victors rule. There can only be one again.”

That was enough for tears to well up in Y/N’s eyes. “Don’t leave me… please.” She cried as she held Cato, her childhood friend and her first true crush. His blood stained her muddy clothes but she didn’t care. “Please…” She trailed off as Cato wheezed.

“The mutts did a good job on me.” He muttered, finding it harder to stay awake. Y/N’s eyes widened.

“No. Cato. Don’t leave me. Don’t leave me here!” She immediately noticed how his pulse slowed down. “Stay awake, Cato! I can fix this! Please.”

Y/N had already come to terms that there could only be one victor but she had yet to accept that fact that she had to lose Cato to walk out.

“You can’t give up now… we came this far. We can sort something out.” Y/N uttered as she shook Cato in a fruitless attempt to convince him.

“I love you, Y/N.” He grasped her hand, squeezing it tightly. “I always have. Ever since we became friends. Ever since you were the first to find the courage to talk to me. I don’t know what I would have done with you.”

Y/N laughed as a sob bubbled up in her throat. “I love you too. If only your name wasn’t called. I could’ve won the games and come back to you.” She shakily sighed as she leaned down to kiss Cato’s cold lips. She placed her hand on his neck and when she felt no pulse, she pulled back in a panic.

“Cato?” She shook him once. Then again. “Cato?!” She repeated, this time louder. “No… no… no! Don’t leave me here! Cato!”

She screamed so loud that the sound echoed around the forest, scaring the birds and causing them to flee.

“Cato!”

Y/N walked out of the arena a free woman. Not quite since Snow would still have full control over her but she liked to think she was free to a certain extent.

The Capitol workers had tried to discard of the necklace she held so tightly in her left hand but she refused to let them take it away. It was the only remaining memory she had of Cato.

Anger swirled around in her heart like a monster, threatening to burst free and reign terror over anyone that came in contact with her.

Only now was Y/N realising why the victors never looked genuinely happy despite having everything they wanted. It was because Snow tore their deepest desires away, always holding it near but never within their reach.

Enobaria had wanted to be a mother.

Gloss wanted a peaceful life with his sister.

Cashmere wanted nothing more than to take care of the children in District One.

Brutus craved freedom from Snow’s cruel clutches.

And poor Y/N dreamt of becoming a bride but as she watched the light drift from Cato’s eyes, her wish was swept away with it.

Now, Snow had nothing to take away from her because the person she loved the most was already gone.

[garlimcbread]

an 11 year old boy, whose on the rougher side of town, but he has good parents. They take time out of their day to say hi or to make sure he’s ok. The kids a good kid, just more introverted

now we move on to the gang who either don’t have good parents/ parents at all. How do each of them feel when they see this kid either interact with his parents or talk about stuff he and his parents did-

RAHHHH THIS IS SO GOOD WHAT

YOU GUYS ARE SPOILING ME WITH THESE REQS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ponyboy

Likes going to your house bc your parents remind him of his and he misses his mommy and daddy still ☹️

He definitely accidentally calls your parents mom or dad bc they're so nice and then beats himself up over it

not bc it was embarrassing but bc he thinks he's replacing his parents now

Like he's forgetting them or smth ☹️

Is def jealous when he sees you talking with your parents or hears about what you did with them over the weekend or smth

Sodapop

Doesn't go to your house or anything but he likes talking to them when they come by the dx

Is also jealous but not as much bc he knows it isn't your fault their parents are dead

anytime you come over he def visits Mr. and Mrs. Curtis' graves the next day

Darry

Is also jealous but doesn't let it show bc "i'm a grown man ☹️"

Also bc your 11 but yk

Doesn't ever get to talk to your parents or you very often but sometimes you stay over for dinner

Johnny

is SO UNBELIEVABLY JEALOUS.

he knows its not your fault his parents hate him or smth but he just cant help but hate you bc your parents love you like his never did

then he feels terrible bc your only 11 years old and your parents should be loving you like they do

doesn't get too close to your parents bc hes scared they'll die like Mr. and Mrs. Curtis did bc he got too close

(he genuinely thinks the universe is out to get him and he's probably right 😭😭)

Dally

Low-key wishes his dad ever said hi to him in the morning or stopped to make sure he was okay or anything

INSANELY jealous....

I don't blame him personally

Someone adopt this poor guy 😭😭 He WILL kick and scream but he needs it....

Two-Bit

RAHH I WAS SO EXCITED TO DO HIS HCS

isn't too jealous about you and your mom

but you and your dad....

he doesn't hate you or wtv like Johnny but he hates your dad??

He's scared he's gonna leave you and your mom and break your heart like his dad did to him

always asks how your dad is just to check for any signs that he's gonna abandon you

Steve

Is so jealous....

I personally hc that his mom is dead so he definitely is jealous when you interact with your mom in any way

is also insanely jealous when you interact positively with your dad

He almost wishes your dad would just kick you out just once or even just slap you around a little so you'd understand

he doesn't even know what he wants you to understand

[moonlit-imagines]

RAHHHH I love to see you writing again!!! I also again, can’t help but giggle and kick my feet when I see one of my requests dhdjdjksksksks and i honestly forgot everything i requested so it’s like an exciting surprise every time I see my emoji dhdjsjsjsj

Hope you’re having a good day/night! And get plenty of rest during your winter break! (I’m on mine now too, just finished my first semester of college) 💗

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FORGOT TO ANSWER THIS HI LOVE!!!! CONGRATS ON UR FIRST SEM OF COLLEGE!!!! my first semester was rough bc i made my schedule weird so i was doing one 8am class a day mon-thurs. now im a pro 😎 i think all your reqs/suggestions from forever ago (oops) are posted but hopefully reqs will open soon!!!