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lottie x sick!reader bc i was sick last week 🤒🤒

lottie matthews x reader

giggling and kicking my feet while writing this! hope you feel better pookie <3

bundled up in your covers, you felt lottie's warm hands wrap around your forehead as she tried to check your temperature. you moan, trying to bite her finger—she pulls away quickly, giggling at your reaction. "did you just try to bite me?"

you shrug, reaching up and grabbing for her. "hugs?" you ask sniffly. she shook her head, pulling the covers off you causing you to whine. "cold!"

"you're burning up, baby," she replies, placing a cool wet towel in your forehead. it feels nice despite how cold the rest of your body feels. she kisses your nose, causing you to scrunch it up and giggle. "your nose is just the right temperature," she strokes it, looking down at you lovingly. even while sickness ravaged your body, she was amazed by how enchanting you were.

"lottie, I'm gonna die," you murmur, your nose so stuffed you could barely get the sentence out. she couldn't help but laugh at you, peppering your face with kisses. "it's not funny," you sob; lottie bites her lip, trying to hide her laughter and instead shoot you a sympathetic look. you huff, turning away from her. she removes the covers even more, readjusting her position so she could lie next to you.

lottie snuggles into your side, wrapping you in her arms and resting her face in the back of your head. "I'll look after you, I swear," she murmured into your hair, pressing a delicate kiss there. you turn back around and bury your head into her chest. the sound of her heart beat was calming, allowing you to relax into the hug.

soon enough, you began to snooze against lottie's chest. she ran her fingers through your hair, smiling as she noticed how your temperature was finally dropping.

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lott modelling new clothes she bought for you to cheer you up after a rough day :(((

lottie matthews x reader

I love cute little blurb ideas like these <333

her shopping bags landed messily on the bed as she crawled on top of you, shifting so you were between her legs and she could press her forehead against yours. "you okay, baby?" lottie murmurs, kissing you softly.

you shake your head, leaning into the kiss and not letting her lips go. finally, she pulls away, looking at you seriously as a sigh leaves your mouth, "I had a shitty day," you reply. she pouted, pressing another kiss against your lips before pulling away.

"well, I finally used my t.k. maxx credit up, do you wanna see some of the stuff I bought?" lottie asks, you nod eagerly, your mood lighting up immediately. she laughs at this, but crawls off you and opens some of the bags. "close your eyes," you do as instructed and wait patiently until she allows you to open them again.

her first outfit is cute, a pink miniskirt and a white top. she gives a little spin, flourishing with a small curtsy. "you look like a Barbie doll," you tease, she flicks her hair behind her shoulders and blows you a kiss, before getting unchanged again. you close your eyes, letting her next outfit be a surprise.

lottie shows off five more outfits—making you worry how bad of a habit this whole stealing shitty clothes from t.k. maxx was. finally, she covers your eyes with a scarf she'd bought, "your eyes definitely have to be closed for this next one, because I bought this somewhere else," she whispers, her tone seductive; you grew excited by what she meant.

"you can take the scarf off now," she instructs. once the fabric is ripped off your eyes, your jaw drops at the sight. she was dressed in a scant red lingerie set, showing off her long legs and gorgeous figure. you swear you could feel drool in the corner of your mouth. she giggles at your reaction, twirling around to show off every inch of her. "do you like it?"

you finally unfreeze, gaining the ability to talk again. "I love it," you admire how gorgeous she looked standing before you in her red bra and undies, "in fact, you should wear that more often," she giggles, before crawling on top of you again. you pull her in for a passionate kiss, feeling the full weight of her on top of you, as you grip her waist tightly with you hands. "thank you, my days better already," you mutter against her lips.

a wide smirk appears on lottie's face as she begins moving your hand from her waist further up to her boobs. "just wait until you feel what's underneath it," she teases, shooting you a cheeky wink.

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So i have this idea about Lucy gray

One of those nights, Lucy and reader are drinking, kinda tipsy. Lucy rants about having a crush on this girl and how the girl is paying her no mind. reader would say something like "I would never do you like that," and Lucy would laugh, then say something like "yeah sure, you'll do me worse, you and your heterosexuality." reader would be surprised that Lucy thought she was straight. "What?? I'm not straight.

lucy gray x reader

gonna take this idea and run with it. also I'm so sorry for taking forever to write this, life is hectic right now. I promise I'll be more active now!

lucy gray gives her final bow, waving goodbye to the audience before running off the stage. you were waiting on the side, jumping up and down in excitement when she wrapped her arms around you and pulling you close. you could smell the alcohol oozing off her.

"wow, you got lucky tonight," you tease. she giggles loudly, snuggling her face into the crook of your neck. you felt your cheeks overheating as she did, that you pry her off you.

"mmm, peacekeepers gave me a bottle of moonshine, taste shit, but I like being drunk," she replies, trying to cling on to you again. the mix of her performing high mixing with being tipsy made her almost delirious, which made you struggle not to laugh at her.

you guide her to the shack out the back, and sit her down on a crate that was pushed up against the wall. "you're drunk," you exclaim, hands on your hips as you tower over her.

"I'm barely tipsy," she reassures, but you shake your head. "if I was drunk, would I be able to do this?" she gets up and tried to walk in a straight line.

you slowly clap, raising an eyebrow. "good job, you just walked diagonally," you tease, helping her sit back down as she brushes you off. you pull up a crate and sit next to her, holding her up right.

she began blushing a deep red and you assume it was because of the alcohol in her system—lucy gray was more than glad you didn't know the real reason. she was embarrassed that you were seeing her like this; ever since you were young she had a massive crush on you. she'd scraped her knee on a sharp rock and you immediately kissed it better—the two of you had been inseparable since. but when she got like this, she couldn't help but wonder if you'd ever see her as something other than her best friend. . .

"lucy gray? earth to lucy gray," you joke, waving your hand in front of her face. she offers you a wide smile, forgetting about her thoughts and focusing on your caring face instead. "who was that song about?"

her eyes widen, as she tries to come up with an answer that wasn't 'you.' she'd broken up with billy taupe months back, so you'd see right through that lie. taking a deep breath, she finally replies, "this girl I like."

your eyebrows raise, as cover your mouth in shock. you stare at her, mouth agape, for a moment, "I didn't know you swung that way."

"darlin', I swing both ways," she jokes, a huge weight off her chest. one confession down, just another to go. "I don't know if she likes me back though, we're friends and I don't want to ruin it by asking," she confides, resting her head against your shoulder and pouting.

you shake your head, "any girl who can refuse you and your puppy dog eyes is foolish," you reassure, pressing a finger to her nose. "who is this girl, I'll make her see the light," lucy gray laughs, shaking her head.

readjusting her position, lucy gray moves to get a better look at you. "she's probably not into me like that," she mumbles, moving to avoid your gaze and playing with the hem of her dress.

having had some alcohol yourself, the words tumbled out of your mouth before you could stop them. "I'd be into you," you freeze, covering your mouth as the fear she would make a big deal out of it began escalating—but were pleasantly shocked to see her laughing. lucy gray's laughter was contagious and you couldn't help but join along.

"yeah, right, spoken like the straightest woman I've ever met," she teases, your face scrunches up in confusion as you lean in to get a better look at her.

the face you were making scared lucy gray, as she thought she'd offended you for a moment and gasped, covering her mouth. "you know I'm not straight, right?" there's an oddly long silence as the two of you process what this means. . .

"I'm the girl, aren't i—"

"how long have you known—"

you both pause, before saying in unison, "you go first," the two of you burst into giggles again, before calming down.

"how long have you known you liked girls?" lucy gray asks calmly, fidgeting with her skirt now more than ever.

you shrug, "I've always known, I guess. how bout you?"

she bites her lip, sinking against the wall. "ever since you kissed my knee that one time," she confesses.

"that answers my other question I guess," you tease; her delighted smile warms your heart. she sits up properly, ready to kiss you when suddenly, you put you hand against her mouth. "I'm not billy taupe, I don't kiss drunk girls."

she groans, crossing her arms over her chest, "barely tipsy," she whined, her doe brown eyes never leaving your lips.

you laugh, shaking your head in disbelief, "ok, I don't kiss barely tipsy girls who can't walk in straight lines," you remind her.

"well, I can't walk in a straight line normally. . . matter of fact, I can't do much straight," she jokes, causing you to burst into laughter again.

when the two of you finally settle down, you lean in and give her a peck on the lips. "that's all you're getting from me tonight, sober up first," you demand.

lucy gray pouts, "fine. but you owe me that kiss, sugar," she winks at you.

"don't worry, after that song you wrote, I'm sure there'll be plenty of kisses in the future."

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reader calming down johanna during quarter quell and the others are like wtf

johanna mason x reader

the thick hot blood had you blind, choking and running around like headless chickens. johanna screamed, her hand reaching out for yours; your hands were already full, unfortunately. between your large knife and wiress' hand, you couldn't console johanna as she grew more panicked.

she grabbed the back of beetee's neck, dragging him through the forest, while you held tightly onto wiress and ran. the blood wasn't slowing down, instead pouring even harder.

suddenly, you heard the screams of johanna's district partner and turned around. you and johanna began calling for him—you even turned around and tried to follow the direction the sound had come from; after a minute of silence, everyone heard the sound of a cannon and jumped out of their skin. he was gone forever.

the group of four finally made it to the beach, you snapped your head to the sound of someone running up to you and calling out your name. still running on adrenaline, you held out your sword—ready to swing—before realising that it was finnick as he shouts, "johanna!"

"finnick!" she cried, you both lowered your weapons before she ran up to greet him. sheathing your sword, you swiftly made your way to johanna's side, hugging finnick tightly; you were glad to see another person you could consider your ally.

you spot katniss and peeta hiding in the trees; noticing the absence of mags, your heart sinks as you realise that one of the cannons you'd heard from before must have been hers.

the moment of relief passes when finnick was joined by the two figures who were hiding in the foliage, "rain started. thought it was water at first. turned out to be blood. thick and hot. we were choking, staggering around blind," johanna answers, talking quickly, "that's when blight hit the force field," she shakes her head, trying to hold the tears back. "he wasn't much, but he was from home."

you reach out for her hand, and she looks down at it at first, before sighing softly and taking it—she offers you a weak nod.

"what's wrong with her?" katniss asked, nodding at wiress. you shrug, looking over your shoulder to see the woman mumbling something to herself.

"she's in shock. dehydration isn't helping," betee replies, taking his glasses off to clean them.

johanna looks behind her, yelling at wiress, frustration evident on her face, when katniss shoves her to get her to stop. "hey!" johanna cried, shoving her back, "I got her out for you!" your eyes widen as you realise what johanna was saying.

you grab her by the arm, softly dragging her to the water. she grumbles, wanting to swing at katniss, but you sigh and shake your head. "you know what she means. you can't just hit her because she's annoying," you explain, wincing at the cool feeling of the water.

you only went to your waist, before dunking your head underwater and scrubbing the blood off your body. johanna does the same, mirroring your movements. as she washes out her hair, you pull her into a soft embrace, nuzzling your face into her neck and sighing. "this is so unfair," you mumble.

she hums in agreement, tentatively placing an arm around your waist and pulling you in closer. she hated being affectionate in public—she felt weak and vulnerable knowing that snow would target you next if he knew. she supposed it didn't matter much anymore; you either both died in the arena or you ended up in district 13—and johanna was going to make sure that you made it out of the arena alive.

katniss nods to where the two of you were standing, "what's going on with them?" she asks finnick.

he sighs and shakes his head. "you and peeta aren't the only star crossed lovers forced to compete against each other," he replies, digging his trident in the sand.

"but they're from different districts," katniss states, hoping for further clarification. peeta also looks up, squinting at finnick as he waits for finnick's answer.

finnick snorts, betee and wiress also smirk knowingly at each other. "doesn't matter to them, they make it work," his hand shields his eyes from the blaring sun, as he watches the two of you kiss passionately in the water.

it was such an intimate moment, that they all turn away and talk about something else, hoping to give the couple privacy—well, as much privacy as you can for someone being constantly filmed for the capitol's entertainment.

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assign all the yellowjackets superpowers GO!!!

tai: super speed (because I could have sworn that coach martinez said she was the fastest on the team?)

van: immortality, because, let's be real, what CAN'T this girl survive?

jackie: pep talks 😃 but seriously, I think something really inconvenient like everything she touches turns to gold.

shauna: super strength

lottie: precognition

natalie: super hearing (because all good hunters need it)

misty: healing powers (but it hurts a lot because you FEEL your body healing).

mari: manipulate the elements (get it, because we saw her turn leather into stew 🍲)

akilah: when she touches something, she's taking away it's pain. (she and misty would tag team)

crystal: super screaming

gen and melissa: invisibility (because I keep forgetting they exist)

BONUS (don't take these seriously):

travis: yapping.

javi: not swimming, that's for sure 😭

ben: hallucinating 🤟

coach martinez: flight

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i had this idea myself but i’m too lazy to write it so i thought i’d share and i know u wanted to write something about natalie 😛

natalie getting her hair cut (maybe even bleached) by one of the yjs ‼️‼️ came to me in a dream but i haven’t been bothered to write it

lottie matthews x natalie scatorccio

I had to do my babies!! thank you for the ask, I was dying to write for nat!! this is an au where they crashed but lottie didn't get sent to switzerland, but moved in with natalie.

snip snip snip. the scissors felt natural in lottie's hands, but the danger of her hands holding such a weapon that close to natalie's neck worried her. she felt her hands shake as she began to overthink, before sucking in a deep breath and taking a step away.

"you alright?" natalie's keen eyes watched her through the mirror, concerned at lottie's reaction. "I swear, if my hair is above my ears again—"

lottie shook her head swiftly, "no, no. I'm not making that mistake again. . . just shaky," she replied. natalie snorted, absentmindedly playing with the ring lottie had gotten her for her birthday.

the pleasing sounds of scissors making their way through natalie's hair comforted the blonde. "my regrowth getting pretty bad," she commented. lottie hummed absentmindedly, which nat took to mean agreement. "I mean, not as bad as when we were rescued. . . but I think I should get it done again," lottie bit her bottom lip in concentration, ignoring what nat was saying as she focused on fixing the blondes split ends problem.

it was silent for a minute longer, even lottie's breath was bated as she pulled out a long strand of hair before snipping it off. "sorry, what were you saying?"

"nothing. since when were you such a good hairdresser?" natalie teased, a wide grin on her face.

lottie sighed, shaking her head, "I gave all my dolls haircuts," she replied, shrugging her shoulders. "your roots need touching up, I've got foils but they might be dodgy," natalie snorted, shaking her head.

"thanks, lot. but I think I'll get that done by the pros," natalie teased, playing with her hair, amazed at the new feel. lottie smiled, proud of her work.

"you know what my payment is," lottie teased, jumping up on the kitchen counter, crossing her arms across her chest.

natalie rolled her eyes, sighing but getting up. "if I'd known you'd shrink out of your chores, I never would have asked you to move in," she joked, opening the dishwasher.

lottie raised a questioning eyebrow, "you would have let my parents send me to switzerland?" she asked, eliciting a chuckle from natalie.

"probably would've chased right after you," natalie retorted, opening the top cabinets to put away the cups.

lottie smiled softly, knowing that it was a sweet lie natalie told her. in fact, lottie was sure natalie only asked her to move in because she still felt some kind of need to protect her—as if she didn't leave her leadership behind in the wilderness.

"I hope you're okay with pasta for dinner, because that's all I know how to cook," natalie announced, snapping lottie out of her thoughts.

lottie rolled her eyes, and shook her head, "wow, I gave up switzerland, land of the meatballs, just for pasta every night," she sighed teasingly.

"after the shit we went through, I'm shocked more of us didn't go vegetarian. sometimes I see a piece of meat and. . ." natalie paused, realising that she wasn't joking anymore and instead leading towards dangerous territory.

the two had tried to avoid talking about the wilderness beyond silly jokes. it felt too real. like their trauma was haunting them—that the people they'd eaten were lingering around their house. the time they'd spent in those woods had such a profound impact on them, on their relationship, it was inconceivable that they could ever live without each other.

some nights, when the nightmares made them jolt, lottie finds herself flinging out of her bed and into natalie's arms—even though they both know damn well why she shouldn't be there. natalie was dating travis, and lottie wasn't mentally stable for a relationship yet. but still, that didn't prevent them from sharing a bed every so often. . . they convince themselves it was a perfectly normal thing for friends to do.

lottie sighed, watching natalie bend over to take out the cutlery holder. "did you hear tai's a vegetarian now? must have the same thought process as you," lottie mumbled. natalie chuckled again, looking at lottie in disbelief.

"that'll last three weeks. she loves pork ribs just a little too much," natalie teased, chucking the cutlery in the drawer, not bothering to check if it was in the right slot.

"are you sure you don't want me to redo your roots?" lottie asked abruptly. it would sound like a purposeful topic change to anyone except natalie, who knew the brunette was having her own conversation in her mind.

"okay, if you insist. but I'm not doing your laundry, that's where I draw the line," she joked, her mouth cracking up into a toothy grin.

lottie rolled her eyes, "like I'd let you in my room, I've seen you eyeing my pilgrim hat" she teased.

natalie licked her lips, "why would I want that when it looks better on you?" lottie felt her cheeks heat up, but before either of them had time to realise what that could mean, she quickly added, "nevermind, I might need it after you're done with my hair."

lottie snorted, rolling her eyes at the implication. "shut up. i'll get the foils now." a soft smile appeared on nat's face as she watched the brunette leave with a bounce in her step.

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tigris introducing her girlfriend to coriolanus and her grandmother and incredibly they both loved her, so she brings reader to her house everyday

omg, I love this idea!!

you were extremely patient with tigris when she said you couldn't meet her family. you knew that she feared they wouldn't like you—or worse, that you wouldn't like them. but after you'd been dating for over a year, the guilt caught up to tigris and she finally invited you to her house.

before, she'd always have to brush you off, cancel plans or change venues last minute when you suggested going to her house. however, she remembered how she had previous lovers who'd broken up with her whenever she refused to invite them to her house—and she really really didn't want to lose you too. you'd been a saint; never pressing for details, never accusing her of hiding something and always being so understanding, she couldn't help but want to bring you to her house.

so obviously this is a very special occasion—for you and her family. in the beginning, coriolanus would have been extremely worried about what you'd think of the penthouse and that you'd know the truth about how poor the snows were. it took lots of reassurance from tigris that you were nothing like that before he finally came around to the idea. in the end, he was excited to finally meet one of his cousins' girlfriends.

tigris and coriolanus would spend the whole day beforehand getting the place ready, cleaning up and making the place look as nice as it could. you'd offered to bring lunch for everyone, so they didn't have to worry about how they'd be able to feed you. the grandma'am would be a bit flustered by all the work going on in the penthouse that she'd stay in her room, confused why coriolanus and tigris were making such a fuss.

when you finally knocked on the door, tigris raced to open it. she greeted you with a small peck on the lips, before grabbing your empty hand as you held a bag of sandwiches in your other hand. you looked around the penthouse in awe—even now in ruins, it still looked majestic. it was obvious the snows had once been very wealthy—but that didn't matter to you, you loved tigris for who she was.

coriolanus knew immediately that he would grow to like you, simply because you didn't judge their home the second you stepped through the door. and he also liked that you brought food—feeding him was always a bonus.

you set the bags on the table, shaking coriolanus' hand as you introduced yourself, when grandma'am finally made an appearance. "grandma'am, this is my girlfriend," tigris would announce giddily, holding your hand up to show you off. at first the old woman would be shocked—because no one ever comes inside—but then she'd see how polite you were and would warm up to you quickly.

tigris had already put the kettle on, so the jasmine tea brewing was awaiting the four of you. as you set up the sandwiches, tigris poured everyone a cup; they all sat at the small dining table. you'd asked coriolanus about school, and he'd tell you about his assignments and how he planned on going to university—grandma'am interrupted him to announce that he'd become the next president of Panem. he'd blushed, embarrassed that she'd brought it up in front of you, but you'd quickly say something to comfort him like, "I think you'd make a great president," he'd see right through you of course—he was well experienced at smoothing over conversations—but he'd just be so grateful that you were trying to make the situation less awkward.

after lunch, you got on with the snow's like a house on fire. they practically saw you as family. tigris walked you down the stairs, a huge grin on her face because she's just so happy that her family loves you just as much as she does. once you reach the bottom step, you'd pull her in and kiss her goodbye.

once she went back upstairs, coriolanus and grandma'am would gush over how much they liked you, a blush creeping onto her cheeks. it didn't take much for them to beg tigris to invite you back sooner.

it wasn't long before you'd hang out at their place almost everyday after work. you'd bring dinner over—tigris loved that you fed her family—and the four of you would talk for a few hours, before coriolanus had to do homework and grandma'am had to go to sleep. once you were finally alone, she'd snuggle up with you on the couch and watch dramatic soap operas that the capitol was obsessed with.

tigris had spent so much of your relationship worried that you'd leave her. she thought you'd grow tired, or feel like she was pushing you away, and she'd lose you. however, knowing how accepting you'd been about meeting her family, she wished she'd introduced you sooner. she loved you more than anything, and she was just so glad that her family felt the same way.

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I MUSTT KNOW if you have any thoughts about the yellowjackets being in a hunger games au!!!

ok, I don't know how to group my thoughts so I'm just gonna put them all here:

laura lee: wouldn't kill anyone, obvy, but also I think everyone would find her too sweet to kill. she'd die naturally, like eating the wrong berries or something. I don't think she'd last long (first to die in the show = first to die in the hunger games).

lottie: she wouldn't kill anyone either I don't think, she'd form an alliance but would piss someone off like taissa or shauna and they'd probably kill her. she wouldn't be good at hunting or gathering and would heavily rely on her alliance with van, gen, melissa and mari.

natalie: we already know she's a hunter. she would just convince one of the sponsors to buy her a gun and before you know it, bam! bam! bye bye people she doesn't like. I could see her being one of the victors, but secretly I think shauna could kill her.

shauna: we already know she's violent, so I think she'd kill everyone and anyone if it came down to it. she's a career if I'm being honest (love you though shauna 🫶). she'd ally with taissa and jackie (ofc) and would struggle with who to kill in the end, but at the end of the day, she'd still finish them off, she'd just feel real bad about it. she's the butcher, she'd feed herself and her allies off of the traps she'd set, or supplies she'd kill people for and would live the longest, honestly. I could see misty killing her (for revenge on natalie, of course).

jackie: this girl is USELESS. she wouldn't survive past the bloodbath if it weren't for shauna. would die of hypothermia in the arena because she doesn't know how to start a fire to save herself (and likes sleeping in snow for some reason???) she was pissing everyone off at one point, so she'd definitely be everyone's target. there's no universe I think she could win these games (unless shauna came to her senses).

misty: this woman is a cold hearted killer, and she's a healer. she'd definitely win, imo. she'd ally up with natalie (who hates it, but like, misty could help her with injuries, why wouldn't she try and keep her alive? no other reason, totally.) this girl is totally feral, though. she'd kill without hesitation. and she'd cover it up so well that the viewers at home would be wondering if she actually killed them or not.

van: would die for taissa and lottie. I've already told you who she'd ally up with, but she'd leave them in a second if taissa asked. she'd be a good gatherer, enough to survive. we've seen van, she's a killer when she wants to be, and she can't die. so maybe she could win 🤭

taissa: would die for van (and maybe shauna). her sleep walking would kill quite a few people. she'd gather plants and stuff, but her main goal is looking after shauna because we see how protective she is of her (and who wouldn't be? shauna shipman is the loml!) would heal shauna and van's injuries to the best of her abilities.

javi: he'd survive purely by hiding and stealing supplies. would die from falling in the lake though :(

travis: he's not making it past the bloodbath, sorry not sorry. he pisses everyone (or maybe just me) off by being so emo. if he didn't die in the bloodbath, he'd die because he doesn't know what he's doing and he wouldn't be a sponsor favourite.

mari: allied with lottie and them. EXCELLENT gatherer! would kill someone but only if she was in a pack with the girlies 🤭. she'd make her berry juice and get everyone drunk.

akilah: according to the hunger games simulation, she's the real winner (and vicious) but I think she'd starve and start hallucinating, so maybe she wouldn't last very long.

crystal: allied with misty, but is immediately killed after the bloodbath by her (bonus points if misty pushes her off a cliff).

gen: allied with lottie's cult group. would help mari gather. don't know much about her honestly, but I think she'd be somewhat helpful. would be killed first by mari or van probably.

melissa: same as gen, tbh.

ben: dead in the bloodbath. with his missing leg and how useless he is throughout the entire series, I wouldn't blame the girls if they just got rid of him asap.

the antler queen spirit: the president snow of this au.

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Hi can you please do some headcanons about how dating Johanna will be like

Like who would say i love you first, and what type of a date she'll take you, how would she act when she gets jealous, how would she act when reader gets jealous....

If you can't totally fine

oh absolutely!!

you'd have to be friends (who flirted all the time) before you started dating. she's very untrusting after being in the hunger games and losing everyone she loves because of snow, so your relationship has to start on some level of already built trust.

you'd start dating AFTER the rebellion because she didn't want to risk your life, knowing that snow wouldn't hesitate to kill you if she made one wrong move.

you'd definitely be the one to say "I love you" first, because she's afraid of showing her emotional needs. but I think she'd realise she loves you early on. or at least she cares deeply and can't live without you.

I think she likes small, intimate dates at home, or a small picnic in the woods, rather than something fancy. she's a simple girl, and she wants to focus all her attention on you. besides, after being thrust into the limelight because of the capitol, she wants some privacy.

she's a very jealous individual, because she thinks you can do a whole lot better (even though you swear you can't). she'll even try to push you away when she's feeling extra jealous. you have to be patient with her. I don't think there would be many opportunities for her to get jealous, most people let her keep to herself and know that you're both madly in love.

you two have baths together. ever since being tortured in the capitol she can't stand to bathe alone and she needs your comfort to help her get through it. like obviously she doesn't want to stink, but it's such a chore for her, that she needs you with her for support. it's never really sexual, more of an intimate thing, but it can definitely get steamy once she's comfortable enough.

she's not a physical affection kind of girl. but she also craves your touch. anyone else touches her? yuck, ew, get the fuck away from her. you? she can't keep her hands off you when you're alone. in public, she's more reserved. (she loves her sweet lady kisses!!)

she hates mornings. she'll do anything in her power to keep you and her under the covers. she'll just hold you, beg you not to get up and if that doesn't work, will pepper your face with kisses to convince you to stay.

her favourite place is in your arms. she loves to rest her head against your chest, listening to your steady heartbeat and feeling the warmth you provide. it's her safe haven.

also, I've definitely written a blurb about it before, but when she wakes up in the middle of the night, screaming and crying, she instantly tries to find your arms and wrap herself in you.

she values safety and comfort above everything else. that's why she loves you so much, because you are both of those things. she's so traumatised and you're so patient with her, that she treats you like the princess you are. she's soft and gentle, but she can be harsh and snap, but you keep up with her mood swings and she'll feel eternally grateful for it.

bonus: she's best friends with finnick and annie (even being the godmother of their son), so you become best friends with them as well.

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Happy birthday, I hope you're having the best birthday, also i hope you a healthy and happy life 💛🎂

Also thank you for writing my requests, it's  literally so sweet of you 💜

And since I'm Johanna mason obsessed I thought

Reader is disappearing into the woods for long hours, then comes back home exhausted. Johanna is getting worried and curious about what reader is doing. Usually, reader would love Johanna to go with her on her walks in the woods, but not this time.

Reader is actually building a tree perch or tree deck (I don't know what it's called, but it looks like the pictures), as a surprise for Johanna's birthday. On Johanna's birthday, reader decorated it with flower bouquets, lanterns, and candles, making it look like a fairy tale setting, with a smile picnic if that makes any sense

Ps: English isn't my first language so sorry if anything don't make sense

johanna mason x reader no because being obsessed with johanna mason is so real. also thank you so much <333, i needed to pump out a johanna fic for my birthday so i'm glad you asked for this one!! as always, i love your prompts they're so imaginative! johanna might be *slightly* ooc.

"i'm just going for a walk," you call out, letting the door slam behind you. johanna peeked her head out from the kitchen, but saw you were gone and shrugged. she felt a little hurt because usually, you would go for walks with her but she brushed it off and went about her morning routine.

when this habit continued for a couple of weeks, she began to grow upset. you'd walk out the door, planting a kiss on her cheek and waving goodbye and she'd be alone again; moping around the house, she would grumble angrily to herself about how she was going to confront you. then when you return home, cheery and embracing, her face would lighten up and she’d ignore how she was feeling.

then, the hours grew longer and you weren’t returning quite as happily. you made sure to hug her, or kiss her, but your mood was dampened and you were beyond exhausted. johanna began worrying something really bad was wrong; the situation left her conflicted. did she stop you from going out so you wouldn’t be tired? or let you do what you wanted? the idea of losing you scared her immensely, that she sent finnick a letter asking him for help. he came a week later with annie and their son, saying that he would stay until after her birthday party, and help her sort out the problem. the second you were left alone with him, however, you managed to convince him to disappear with you as well.

johanna had never been more concerned. what were you two hiding from her? were you cheating on her with finnick? she shook her head, refusing to let her mind wander down that path. you would never do that to her—could never do that to her. so she’d end up playing with finnick’s son and talk to annie all day until everyone else showed up. katniss and peeta—along with haymitch—rocked up the day before johanna’s birthday, eager to help. while katniss and haymitch gave awful advice (johanna didn’t want to snap at you and demand you tell her what happened), peeta encouraged her to wait a little longer; she wondered if you’d told him something, and now she was nervous about what she was supposedly waiting for.

it wasn’t until you finally disappeared in the early morning of her birthday that she cracked. she followed you, while you crept down the dimly lit trail. you occasionally placed a candle on the ground and lit it, before continuing on your way. it was a little while before you finally stopped in front of a large tree, with a gorgeous wooden deck. she hides behind a tree as you climb up the ladder and began setting up the blanket, placing the food on top and adding a few finishing touches to give it the rustic vibe johanna loved so much.

“you can come up now!” you announce, watching johanna peer out from behind the tree, as she hesitantly approached the ladder. she looks up at you, signalling for her to join you, before swiftly scaling the ladder and kissing you once you’re reunited at the top. “happy birthday, johanna,” you whisper against her lips.

she smiles, her blush prominent now as she realises how embarrassing it was to suspect something was wrong with you, when in reality you’d been working on this for her birthday. “thank you,” she replies, pulling away and sitting down properly. she takes one of the sandwiches you’d prepared and munches down on it. “did you build this all by yourself?”

“i had a little help,” you confess, shrugging your shoulders and plucking a bunch of grapes—before throwing them in your mouth one by one. she can’t contain her snort, rolling her eyes playfully. “the best thing about sharing friends with you, is that they wanted to help me build and prevent you from seeing it prematurely. it was a good idea throwing a party and inviting them all, otherwise i’d never have gotten this done in time.”

johanna smirks, shaking her head, “that explains a few things,” placing her head in your lap as you softly stroke her hair.

“happy birthday, my love,” you whisper, kissing the top of her forehead.

she smiled up at you, “it is when you're here.”

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I feel like Johanna is really good with kids, so maybe some headcanons of her being the best aunt to Finnick's son or to the reader's little sibling. The reader would look at Johanna with heart eyes, and Finnick would probably tease Johanna non-stop.

oh she's an absolute softie around kids. since her childhood was robbed from her, there's just absolutely no way she'd let the same thing happen to another kid (especially finnick and annie's). also, I don't care if this sounds ooc, because let's be real, we don't see johanna interact with kids outside killing them. who knows. I'd like to imagine she's great with them as well!!

johanna is like a dad with their third child, y'know? swinging that kid around without a care in the world. she'll throw it in the air, and this kid is giggling and having the time of their life. you'd be freaking out because, "johanna! don't drop them!" and she'd brush you off because she's a pro, thank you very much.

honestly, finnick would be insanely jealous about how much his kid loves her more than him, because she's the cool aunt. like his son's eyes will just absolutely light up when he sees her enter the room.

I think she'd be well known by the children of district seven because she'll just swing them around.

I know in canon she's actually spiteful towards the capitol kids (aka, voting yes for the symbolic hunger games), but I just like to think that after taking time to heal from the damage snow caused her, she'd be a lot more protective of kids. she'd want to shield them from her experiences. capitol or district.

she'd definitely be an honorary aunt to the toast babies as well. like finnick and annie's kid/s would be cousins with katniss and peeta's kids and at gatherings, there's like a line up to be swung by johanna.

I know. I know. I keep bringing up the swinging, but have you seen the way she swings axes? it's her talent! and now she's using it for good!

I think finnick would tease her about being a permanent swing for all the kids she comes into contact with, but I don't think he'd ever tease her about actually being good with kids.

the best part? she genuinely enjoys it. like it's not to just impress you (but obviously it works, even if it's not meant to. you'll send her googly eyes whenever you see how she plays with kids.)

honestly, she wouldn't want any of her own (pre or post mockingjay). in fact, I don't think she'd want one if you remove the hunger games context. she's not a very maternal figure, but she gives off fun aunt vibes.

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totally ok if you don't want to, but could you write a fic about misty came home after a long day at work and reader wants to comfort her?

adult! misty quigley x reader

ofc!! need more fics about my lovely <333 (she is me and I am her). besides, she deserves better and I refuse to believe she hasn't found someone yet. might have strayed from the original ask a little bit, hope you don't mind!

you hear the keychain in the door, and turn around excitedly under your covers and smile. it takes a while before you see misty walk through the door and flick the lights on, "today was so long," she complained, slipping off her scrubs and crawling into bed. she snuggles in close to you.

"wow, not even gonna get in your pjs first?" you tease, a cheeky grin on your face.

she sits up straight, "oh, of course, I'll do that now," she replies immediately, heading to her closet to change. you feel bad, tempted to tell her you were kidding but she was already changing.

you snuck off your bed, a small smirk on your face as you heard her humming a tune. misty jumped as she felt your arms wrap around her, as you tucked your face in the crook of her neck. "gloria still being a pain?" you ask, kissing a trail up her neck and to her earlobe.

misty began blushing deeply, "not more than usual," she replied, gasping when she felt you bite down on her neck before sucking it better. "let's take this someplace else," she didn't bother getting her pajamas on before pushing you to the bed, a wide grin on her face.

you giggle, wrapping your arms around her neck before the back of your knees hit the bed. falling over, with her on top, your giggles turn into laughter and she pulls back, "did I do something wrong?" she asked, pushing her glasses up her nose nervously.

"no, babe, nothing," you reply, pulling her close again and claiming her lips with your own. she held herself up with her arms, refusing to put her whole weight on you—no matter how often you told her you were fine with it.

you snuggle under the covers, pulling misty close to your chest and resting your chin against her forehead. her body heat combined with the covers making you feel nice and toasty on a partially chilly night. "I forgot to tell you, something came in the mail today," you mumble against her hair.

misty pulled away, looking up at you with a questioning look. "what?" she asked, sitting up. you moan, begging her to stay in bed as she got up, moving the covers off her.

"it's cold, come back here," you bemoan, reaching out for her hand, but she was already out of the room. you sigh, pulling the covers off and following after her. "it's just a postcard, I promise it'll be there tomorrow," however, when you saw the horrified look on your girlfriend's face, you immediately knew that it wasn't just a postcard.

she holds it up so you can see, "who gave this to you?" she questions. suddenly you feel like a suspect being interrogated by the police—reminding you of how the two of you had met over citizens detective reddit. "where did this come from?"

". . . the mail?" you answer, confused on why she thought this was such a big deal. "it's just someone sending you a—" as the words spilled from your lips, you realise it was over the canadian wilderness and suddenly remember everything misty had told you about the crash. "do you think someone's blackmailing you?" crossing your arms over your chest, you see her face darken.

she shakes her head, "it's probably nothing, just that reporter lurking around trying to get a story," she smiles unconvincingly, and you can tell she doesn't want you to know, "come on, let's go to bed," you nod, wrapping an arm around her.

you could tell she was up all night thinking about that postcard, waiting for you to fall asleep before pulling out a list of suspects. you snuggle into her side, hoping that it was nothing serious—she didn't want to tell you what happened out there, and you weren't going to push; you could only wonder what that postcard could meant.

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jackieshauna my babies!! i don’t really have a specific plot in mind.. a confession during one of their sleepovers (pre-crash) maybe ? thank u much love <33

jackieshauna

ofc bbg! any chance to write about jackieshauna <333 and there's gonna be no angst because my babies have been through enough.

jackie jumped onto shauna's bed, feeling the springs poking into her as bounced up and down. she sat cross legged, "you have to tell me, you can't just say, 'i think laura lee is dating someone secret,' then refuse to tell me who," she whined, pouting while crossing her arms over her chest.

shauna laughed, shaking her head. "it was nothing, I swear," she assured, sitting next to jackie with her feet dangling off the bed. "just a misunderstanding," jackie groaned, flopping her head in shauna's lap and staring up at her big brown eyes.

"why aren't you telling me?" she asked; shauna's face turned a deep crimson—and not because of the question. she shrugged the blonde off, shaking her head. "shauna, I'm your best friend! you can tell me, I promise," she sits up eagerly, "I'll keep my mouth shut," she runs her thumb and index finger across her lips, before gesturing she was locking a key and throwing it over her shoulder.

shauna smirked, playfully rolling her eyes at jackie's antics. "ok, fine. but you can't tell anyone. she'll kill me," she demanded. jackie nodded her head obediently, "there's this boy at church she has a little crush on," jackie squealed, covering her mouth with her hand in shock.

"laura lee? i thought she was too much of a good girl for boys," the blonde joked, eliciting shauna's enchanting laughter. jackie couldn't help but stare at her best friend in awe, falling deeper and deeper in lo—admiring, totally just admiring, her best friend's beauty. pride swelled in her chest, like it usually did, at making shauna laugh.

the brunette stood up, moving to her closet. "what are you wearing to the party tomorrow?" she asked, pulling out a crimson red dress and holding it up to her body.

"I'm thinking maybe a short green dress and jeff's denim jacket," she replied, her eyes scanning shauna's body. shauna felt her stomach sink at the mention of jackie's boyfriend, but she couldn't quite explain why. it's not like she was in love with him. "I love that dress on you, it suits your body," shauna goes to thank her but is interrupted, "it makes your boobs look great," she winked, causing the brunette to turn around and hide her deepening blush.

shauna hides in her closet, slipping on her dress and waiting to feel the heat drain from her cheeks. when she was finally ready, she stepped out and gave jackie a spin. "I can't believe you like this one on me. . . it doesn't feel like me."

"I like you in whatever you wear," the words spilt from jackie's lips before she realised what she said. shauna smirked, ready to tease her best friend for the slip up, when jackie blurts out, "except that ugly sweater, you should burn it out, that did nothing for you," shauna's taken aback for a moment, shocked at what her best friend's remark.

jackie bites her lip, regretting what she said once she sees shauna's face drop. "fine, I'll throw the fucking sweater out," she snapped, turning around and changing back into the clothes she was in before the dress.

jackie groaned, before getting up, and approaching the closet. "shauna, I didn't mean it like—" she paused at the sight of her shirtless best friend. her cheeks flushed a rosy pink, and she found her eyes landing on shauna's boobs. jackie didn't know what she thought she'd see when she opened the closet, but for some reason, it wasn't that.

the two best friends stared at each other in silence for a moment, jackie's eyes flicking up and down between shauna's boobs and lips. the brunette noticed this, and subconsciously began breathing heavier. "jackie, what are you doing?" shauna asked, finally snapping out of her stupor.

jackie didn't respond with words, instead she leaned forward and kissed shauna—taking her best friend by surprise. when she felt stiff lips against her own, jackie pulled back in shock, "shauna I'm sorry, I don't know what—"

shauna stepped forward and crashed her lips against jackie's, devouring her lips as she pressed her bare chest against jackie's clothed one. the kiss was hungry, passionate, desperate—just like their love for one another.

shauna couldn't believe that she was kissing jackie taylor—her best friend—in the closet! however, she wasn't going to complain. not when jackie's soft lips were on her own, and her hands was sneaking their way up her sides. "was this a ploy to touch my boobs?" shauna asked, laughing as she pulled away, feeling her best friend groping at her chest.

jackie shook her head, "no, absolutely not. . . just a benefit," she bit her lip, offering her best friend a cheeky grin. "damn, shipman. i know i said that dress made your boobs look great, but i think they're even better like this," shauna blushed crimson once again, before grabbing the back of jackie's head and claiming her lips once again.

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could you write some katniss x fem!reader hcs?

basically its just after the 74th hunger games. the reader and katniss arent dating but there is some tension between them: they flirt a LOT and are often rlly close to kissing(but they never actually kiss). i think the reason why they are not a couple is because of peeta. katniss and him are in a fake relationship so if she wanted to be with the reader it would have to be a secret.

skip if you don’t want ofc🩷

how could I say no to katniss? also, this is just for after the hunger games and also a bit of the victory tour. if you want me to do hcs during and/or after mockingjay, I'd be more than happy to!!

katniss is terrible at knowing how she feels about people. in fact, she didn't realise that she saw you as a friend until you met up with her after she'd been reaped and hugged her, begging her to win. it warmed her heart, honestly.

when she came home after winning, you rushed up to hug her. even though you couldn't help but feel jealous, you didn't mind her "relationship" with peeta, you were just glad that she was home and back to you.

you'd always visit her at the victors village after that. she'd always have fresh bread waiting for you, courtesy of peeta, of course. you'd sit down and eat in silence together, katniss had never really spoken while eating before, so this isn't something new. you two would just enjoy the lunch you shared, knowing that neither of you had been able to eat this way before.

obviously, you are her best kept secret from snow. he knows you exist, of course, but he saw you as just a friend. once again, because katniss is horrible at working out her feelings, she definitely didn't know how much she liked you. however, subconsciously it showed. always hiding you away when peacekeepers or cameras came, walking you home before curfew, trying to distance herself from you in public so snow wouldn't find out how she truly felt about you.

banter with katniss in the kitchen when there's no one else around would be ELITE. or if you want to be her hunting partner instead of gale, your banter when hunting in the woods would be top tier. anyone else watching would honestly think you're flirting (and you two probably are) you just think that she's dating peeta and she's horrendous at admitting her true feelings, so the two of you think it's normal, friendly banter.

mrs everdeen and prim LOVE you. you'd come around all the time and hang out, seeming interested in their healing abilities. (you even let prim practice certain remedies and treatments on you). you could talk with them for hours, which makes katniss slowly realise how much she loves and needs you. again, if you're her hunting partner, you've promised to protect her family with your life—and you mean it. prim and mrs everdeen are like a family to you as well.

when snow comes around (grrr) to warn katniss about not buying her love story with peeta, her thoughts immediately go to you. did he know about you? would he hurt you if she didn't convince him? she's so freaked out for you throughout the victory tour, you never leave her mind.

when she returns and sees you at the train station, the first thing she does is wrap her arms around you and squeeze you tightly. she holds your hand tightly and you both walk to her house, your mindless chatter calming her down slightly.

she needs you so much right now, just so she can keep you safe—out of harm's way. or more like out of snow's way. she needed to protect you, and the only way she knew how was to never take her eyes off you. she invites you to sleepover, because she needs your company and its scary knowing you could walk off and never return.

later that night, you just held her in your arms all night. she was snuggled against your chest and she felt safe and sound for the first time weeks. she's so grateful that you seem to ward off her nightmares that she can't wait for you to sleepover again. but she doesn't want to appear to needy, so she never asks again.

by this point, peeta's definitely worked out what's going on, so he secretly tries to help you two get together, because if she doesn't want him, then he at least wants her to be happy. sure, it hurt at first, but he's also just so glad she managed to get him out of the games alive, and he thinks your nice. (peeta could never be mean in my eyes, we ignore what happened to him in mockingjay).

bonus! because this low key feels depressing: haymitch, cinna and peeta definitely have a bet going on about how long it'll take for katniss to confess her feelings for you. so far, haymitch is winning.

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Here's a small little request!

Lucy Gray x Reader (Established Relationship)

Lucy Gray is really scared of how you will get along with the rest of the Covey cause their all really protective of each other. Reader meets the Covey on a journey to the lake and gets along with the Covey. The younger Covey members treat the Reader like an older sibling (annoying them as much as possible) and it just warms Lucy's heart.

Just a cute little idea!

lucy gray x reader

I'll always be such a softie for the covey <333 (I'll never forgive you, coriolanus, for stealing lucy gray from them.)

you stare in shock, mouth agape as your girlfriend invites you to go to the lake with the covey. "what?" she asks nervously, before you engulf her in your arms, embracing her tightly.

"of course I want to go," you reply, feeling her relax against your body. "I never thought you'd ask, honestly," you admit.

she sighs, pulling away gently and shrugging, "of course, it's about time you visited my favourite place in the world," she smiles widely. this relationship was still new—it was delicate. you didn't want to scare each other off just yet by being too forward. so when lucy gray asked, your heart warmed as you realised she was finally comfortable enough to consider inviting you to the covey's hiding place.

she kisses you passionately, before hearing her cue to go back on stage. "bye, darlin'," she whispers, before running on stage—leaving you to stare at her in awe.

the next day, you trudged along the dirt path that led to the forest from the seam with a backpack over your shoulders. once you get to the meadow, you spot the small group and wave out to them. you ran up to kiss lucy gray on the cheek, before being introduced to her family. maude ivory pulled you into a tight hug, smiling widely and nudging her cousin's side. lucy gray rolls her eyes, brushing off her younger cousin. barb azure offers you a kind smile while tam amber nods softly. clerk carmine smiles brightly and hugs you as well.

all six of you hike to the lake, chatting along the way. they were practically grilling you, "what do you do?" or "what did you think of last night's performance?" causing you to feel flustered. you answer honestly, occasionally looking for help from lucy gray, but other than that you were already getting along like a house on fire.

when you finally make it to the lake, everyone strips to their swimmers and runs to the pier. "I'll race ya!" maude ivory calls out, sprinting to the water as your eyes widen in shock. without hesitation, you chase after her—clerk carmine, wanting to feel included, not too far behind—and manage to jump off the pier before she could.

lucy gray's laughter echoed throughout the small area, as she watched you play with the younger children in the lake. she enjoyed watching you get along with her family, especially maude ivory. her younger cousin was an excellent test of character—and she'd taken an immediate liking to you.

as the day progresses, you become closer with the other members as well. tam amber and barb azure, while often quite soft spoken, found they could be comfortable around you and would engage in conversation eagerly.

at one point in the afternoon, you lock eyes with lucy gray, who intertwines her fingers with yours and rests her head on your shoulder. "well, they sure seem to like you," she teases.

"yeah. I'm glad you asked me out here today," you reply, kissing the top of her forehead.

"boy am I glad you came."

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omg pmg omg hi ! could i please have some relationship hcs for lucy gray baird x a feral, unhinged, shitposting gf ?! please and thank 🥺💓

absolutely!! also, lucy gray is also a little unhinged because why not 🤷‍♀️

lucy gray would be performing at the hob with the covey, and all of a sudden you'd start cheering and screaming for her. she can't hide the blush or smile, seeing you there jumping up and down, bumping into people and just hyping the covey up.

when you're in the town square, you'll grab onto her hand tightly, swinging your arms in the air as the two of you chat about anything and everything. (bonus, you would always smirk at peacekeeper coriolanus, who'd be fuming about her choosing you. lucy gray would never notice though.)

whenever you're over at her house, or she's at yours, you'll be absolutely all over her. just laying on her lap while on the couch or her makeshift bed, clinging to her waist while she's doing domestic stuff like the dishes. just slopping all over her.

the same for the meadow. she's just trying to sing and work out this new song, but she keeps getting distracted because you'll start playing with her hair, resting your head on her shoulders or just wrapping your legs around her legs while she's trying to strum.

at the lake, she's not a strong swimmer (totally not a headcanon I got after watching a certain interview), so you take pride in knowing she's wrapped around you, trying to stay afloat. it feels nice knowing that she's so needy for you.

then after the swim, she'd rest on your chest while singing. sometimes you'd cling on to every word, and sometimes you'd just watch her lovingly.

whenever billy taupe or coriolanus come around, trying to win her back, you don't hesitate to just swing at them. you'll bark at them if it scares them off. usually they don't want to fuck with you, because just like lucy gray (at least in the books) you've bitten one of them once, and you'd do it again. lucy gray can't help but find how protective of her endearing.

if a peacekeeper tries to even touch you though? oh, she's ready to throw hands—mid performance as well, if necessary. the covey will have to hold her back to stop her from pouncing on him and going mental. you'd do the same for her.

honestly, by this point, coriolanus has learnt to leave the two of you alone, but whenever you catch his eyes lingering on lucy gray, your eyes narrow at him, daring to say something to her. you terrify him—an honourable feat, considering he usually doesn't find women all that scary.

billy taupe is cockier, however, especially if he's been drinking. so when he interrupts one of her performances, and he's crawling on stage to beg for her back, you'll storm up to him and just sock him in the jaw.

lucy gray hides a snake up her sleeve at all times. you both use this knowledge to your advantage. someone's getting too touchy with you? bam! snake attack. someone's too drunk and tries to get on stage, you yell out some code word for the snake—because apparently lucy gray's trained it to be a sleeper agent—and it shoots out of her sleeve and bites the drunkard as a warning.

that's all I have for now, hope it was good enough for you <333