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#Josh hutcherson supremacy
xcherryerim · 2 months
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IM LOSING MY MIND. MAJOR BF VIBES
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he is so cute i love him smh
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frogspond200 · 5 months
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southernloverrgirl · 1 year
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him: “describe your ideal date”
me:
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r1dd1kulus · 1 year
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Peeta “If it weren’t for the baby” Mellark
Peeta “are you here to finish me off Sweetheart?” Mellark
Peeta “She has no idea. The effect she can have.” Mellark
Peeta “I remember everything about you, you’re the one who wasn’t paying attention.” Mellark
Peeta “I’m okay once I realize you’re here” Mellark
Peeta “I wish I could freeze this moment, right here, right now, and live in it forever” Mellark
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peetaslefttoe · 10 months
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some sub!peeta x reader? ps: love your writing!!!!
warnings: smut, sub!peeta x f!reader, praise, degrading, mommy k1nk
summary: request above
author’s note: aww thank you sm :) i love this idea, i hope it’s what you imagined
Masterlist Pinned xx
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“Hey darling,” you whispered, running a hand across Peeta’s firm chest before plopping down beside him on the couch.
“Mmm hi,” Peeta smiled sleepily.
“Watcha doing?” you murmured, admiring his soft expression.
“Waiting for you,” a slight smirk playing across his face. You meant forward pressing a soft kiss to his warm lips. He lifted his hand to your jaw pulling you back towards him.
“Ah ah,” you tutted playfully, pecking his nose. He pouted up at you. His eyes begging for you to envelope him in kisses. You bit back a moan at his eagerness for your mere touch. Leaning down you peppered his neck with kisses as he sighed. You nipped at his exposed skin, suckling and nibbling as you went.
“Please Y/N,” Peeta gasped, running a desperate hand through your hair.
“Please what baby?” you whispered, knowing exactly what he was begging you for. You felt him harden between your straddled form.
“Wanna feel you,” he whimpered shifting his hips beneath me.
“Be a good boy and stay still for me hm?” you said smiling at his pitiful attempt for contact. He nodded, looking up at you through his eyelashes with blown pupils. You kneeled down between his legs hooking your fingers and pulling his sweats down torturously slow. He whined as the soft material rubbed against his sensitive shaft. You moved to the top of his boxers, kissing along the waistband making Peeta shiver.
“Ah, what did I say about being still darling?”
“M sorry,” he whimpered pathetically. You decided you’d let him get away with it this once as you felt your pussy throb at his eagerness. You tugged at his shirt, he sat forward pulling it off. You licked up his torso, his warm skin setting your body on fire. As much as you wanted to drag this out the wetness between your legs was threatening to drip down your thighs and you couldn’t help the tightness in your stomach at the man laid out before you. You pulled his boxers down stopping to nibble and suck at his hips. You continued until his cock was revealed, you held in a groan at sight of his aching, dribbling length. You stood between his knees, taking off your shirt and panties, mentally thanking yourself for not wearing a bra today. Peeta took in a harsh breath at the sight of your naked figure.
“Please, I’ve been so good of you, please touch me mommy, please,” he whimpered, his fists digging into the couch as he tried to hold his hips in place as you’d asked. Your cunt fluttered at his words as you straddled him once more.
“Gonna make me feel good baby?” you asked, tilting your head in mock sympathy.
“M gonna be so good for you, gonna fuck you so well mommy,” he looked at you with puppy eyes, his hair strewn about. You reached between your legs cupping his heavy sack.
“So much cum just for me?”
“All for you mommy, wanna empty it all into your tight hole, hurts so bad,” he squeezed his eyes closed, grimacing. You reached a hand to his cheek, pressing a kiss to his lips as you slowly guided his thick length towards your dripping pussy.
“Yes yes yes!” Peeta chanted under his breath. You sunk down onto his pre-cum soaked cock, sighing as he stretched you.
“Oh my god-,” he squinted, throwing his head back against the couch.
“Who’s my dirty boy? Hm? Letting mommy fuck him like a useless slut?” you lifted you hips before ramming him back inside you.
“Me me, me mommy… can i please fuck you? Wanna make you feel good,” he whined, his chest heaving. You thought for a moment before nodding down at him. He moaned loudly before thrusting up into you roughly. He’d barely began before he was shuttering and whining.
“Gonna cum, please my balls are so full of milk for mommy,” you kissed him firmly on the lips, muttering a faint.
“Cum for me baby,” before nipping at his neck. He was thrown over the edge, shaking and mewling beneath you as he wildly pumped into you, filling you with his seed.
“Let me fuck you now baby, gotta get all that cum out,” you ordered, bringing his hands to grasp your tits. You held his broad shoulders as you pounded him quickly. You felt his length stroke your walls, your hole burning with the stretch of his thick cock.
“Rub my clit baby, make mommy cum on this filthy dick,” he groaned at your words, bringing a hand down to your sensitive spot and rubbing it wildly as the noise of your soaked pussy filled the room.
“Mommy mommy, I gotta cum again, real bad! Please please cum around me, wanna feel you tight pussy clench around me,” he begged, desperate words falling from his raw lips. You felt the knot in your stomach grow, threatening to snap as you felt his tip stroke your sweet spot with each drop of you hips.
“Make me cum Peeta, make me cum all over you,” you said breathlessly, grabbing his face. He rubbed your clit faster, keeping his eyes on you with an innocent expression as his cock drilled into you.
“Mommyyyy-,” he whined, his sack hitting you with each thrust. He kneaded your chest desperately, trying to hold back his orgasm. You felt yourself slipping over the edge, your legs shook and your walls quivered around him. He whimpered beneath you, fucking up into you as he rubbed at your heat. You moaned his name loudly as you came undone, he filled you with his warm cum as you rode him through his high. You slumped against his sweaty form, pecking at his cheeks and brushing his blonde locks from his eyes.
“Did I make mommy feel good?” he whispered.
“Made me feel so good baby, I missed you,” you press a kiss to the tip of his nose, running your hands up his chest.
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raeofsunrise · 5 months
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no because nobody around me understands how SAD peeta’s reaping is. he already has a mother who hits him to begin with, and when he gets chosen, he’s looking and waiting for his brothers to volunteer for him. HE HAS TWO BROTHERS. and nobody did.
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chipsinsalsa · 1 year
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A little something to get your imagination going for the next fic I’m working on 😉 will be combining a previous idea for a plot with just Josh instead of Peeta this time around :)
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Peeta: Watching Katniss sleep: You're so cute.
Katniss, Half asleep: I could kick your ass.
Peeta, with hearts in his eyes: I know.
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number-0-iz · 10 months
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LOOK AT HOW FAR MY BOY HAS COME. STILL SO FABULOUS AND STILL SO TRAUMATISED.
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milkywaygalaxygurl · 5 months
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Comfort - Peeta Mellark
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Purely self indulgent fic, I’m not doing the best right now and I wish I just had Peeta here to give me a hug :( sorry if there’s any typos or anything! fyi, i will take requests! i write for a lot of different characters so just ask if i will and i might! i don’t really have any restrictions on what i’ll write about minus smut:)
Pairing: Peeta Mellark x Female!Reader
Warnings: maybe OOC!Peeta?, mentions of trauma but no description, pure fluff, idk if there’s anything else lmk if i missed anything
Word Count: 600(?)
Like I said, purely self indulgent. (Y/N) is sad and Peeta is a Sad Baby™ himself and understands how to comfort (Y/N) because of it.
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Peeta could tell you were upset the second he laid eyes on you. Your smile when greeting him wasn’t as bright as it usually was and you seemed distracted, like you weren’t really present, when Peeta began talking about his day. He always seemed to pick up on your moods, even when you tried hiding the fact that you’re upset from him. Dealing with his own traumas and bad days had caused him to be able to spot yours in seconds.
“(Y/N)?” He says your name softly, so as to not startle you, and smiles softly when you turn to look at him. He tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear, tilting his head as he studies your features.
“Are you doing alright, my love?” His voice is soft, so gentle, and it causes the dam to break. Tears begin to slide down your cheeks as you shake your head, a sob racking your body. Peeta gathers you up in his arms and pulls you into his lap, holding you tight against his body.
“It’s alright, it’s okay, I’m here.” He kisses the side of your head, one of his hands rubbing up and down your back while he rocks you slightly. He feels his heart tighten as another sob falls from your lips, his hold on you tightening.
“If you’re feeling up to it, we can talk about what’s bothering you. Don’t force yourself to if you don’t want to, okay? We can always talk about it later.” Peeta pulls you away from his body so he can see your face and smiles softly at you, wiping the tears off your cheeks. You smile weakly at him, trying to convey to him that you were grateful for his comfort.
“I-I think I j-just need to c-cry.” Peeta nods his head in understanding, kissing your forehead. He pulls you into him again, whispering sweet nothings and comforting words in your ear. Your sobs eventually subside, but tears still fall from your eyes as you hold tightly to Peeta. He doesn’t let you leave his arms until you’re no longer crying, but even then he doesn’t stop taking care of you. He draws you a warm bath with scented bath salts, ones he knows help calm you down. Once you’re seated in the bath, he whispers about anything that comes to mind to distract you from the bad thoughts as he washes your hair. After the bath, he helps you into the clothes you always prefer when having a rough day.
“Thank you.” You whisper to him when you’re settled in bed, your head tucked into his chest and his arms around you. One of the things you loved most about Peeta was his ability to be so kind, so loving, without even thinking about it. It was just in his nature to be that way and it made you fall head over heels for him the first time you witnessed it.
“Of course, my love.” His whispered reply makes you pull back from his chest to look up at him, pure adoration and love in your eyes for this puppy dog of a man you called your boyfriend.
“I love you.” You whisper, your lips split into a lovesick grin. His smile mirrors your own as he pulls you into a gentle kiss, trying to put all his love into the gesture.
“I love you more than you could ever know.” His murmured reply is all you hear before you’re slipping off into a much needed rest.
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xcherryerim · 2 months
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Josh hutcherson character multi verse would go something like this:
TW: Mentions of vaping.
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pt.2 | pt.3 | pt.4
Josh Futturman: “You know scamming people is wrong, right?”
Derek Danforth: “Yes, but I get a fuck ton of money and, in a few years i might become the most rich man in the USA.” Derek passes his vape to Billy after he smokes a fat one.
Billy: “damn… I should join that crypto shit too.” He grabs the vape and hits it before he does a disgusted look. He prefers real cigarettes to whatever artificial shit Derek smokes.
Mike Schmidt: Maybe i should too… I really need the money.
Billy: Bikers too?
Mike: No… what are you—
Josh: Am I the only normal one here?!
Billy, Derek, and Mike look at josh up and down as they raise their eyebrows, judging his geeky appearance.
Josh: Assholes.
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yakulin · 4 months
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You made the bed ..
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a/n: I sorta wanna make this a series! I’ll think about it, hopefully I don’t loose interest! Also this is not proofread :o
Prompt: Peeta helps you with grieving after the war
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After the war your prayers and begging for your family to return safe were fallen into deaf ears, returning back to district 12 has been anything but good.
“You can’t stay in bed all day, come on, get up” Peeta insisted as he went besides you, putting one of his hands beneath your back and the other beneath your legs as he picked you bridal style. Although his own family didn’t survive either, he was still trying to live in the present, and you just couldn’t anymore.
“Just a few more minutes” she begged, but he denied. Taking her off to the kitchen and sitting her down on one of the chairs. “You can’t be like this forever, please just try, not for me but for yourself” Peeta asked as he pecked your cheek before setting down a plate of food. Her eyes were dull, they had lost their sparkle long ago but something about them recently felt different. “I’m just tired” she insisted, but he knew it was more than that
“You’ve been tired ever since we got back from district 13, you know it’s more than that now.” He stated, walking to the kitchen counter as he began to make you coffee. “You know.. caffeine does nothing to me right?” You reminded, he set his hands down flat on the counter. “Yeah.. I’m just..” he began, his composure dropping. She couldn’t help but feel guilty for making him go through all of this, he had his own problems as well, was she just making it all about herself?
“I’ll try it.. its been a while since I’ve had it, maybe it’ll have a different affect on me now” she insisted, staring at his back as he continued to make the coffee. She looked back down at her plate, grabbing the fork as she began to eat the vegetables he had cooked.
He soon walked over and placed the coffee next to her plate, he watched as she ate. She swallowed her food before speaking, “I’m sorry.. I shouldn’t have you worry about me like this” she said, refusing to look at him in the face. “Don’t apologize” he said, taking the fork from your hand as he began to feed you.
Haymitch was right, you truly wouldn’t ever be able to deserve Peeta, not in a single universe, life or timeline.
Once you had finished both your food and coffee. You noticed that coffee still had no effect on you, unsurprising outcome but you couldn’t help but feel guilty about it.
“It’s been a while since you’ve seen the garden outside” he noted. “You want to go see it with me?” He added, she hesitated to answer as she looked everywhere but him. It had been a while since she’d been outside at all, hunting was no longer needed for them to get food. She hadn’t even touched her bow, it was most likely collecting dust somewhere around the house.
“Sure” she said, finally making eye contact with him. Standing up from the chair, her posture sluggish and tired. She really didn’t want to go, in fact all she wanted was to lay in bed but she can’t stand being so neglectful of him.
He lead you outside towards the garden, he had planted the flowers himself. It was obvious he was rather proud of it. “They’re beautiful” she sighed out, as she crouched down slightly as she touched the flower petals, leaning in close and smelling them. She smiled lightly.
Peeta couldn’t help but smile as you smelled the flowers. “Yeah they are” he responded, not focusing on the flowers of his garden at all but instead how perfectly the sun hit your features, the small but still yet visible smile on your face. How he’s missed it.
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willowsong · 2 years
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Peeta returns in the spring, what a lovely metaphor.
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lanadel-heyyy · 2 months
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blonde!Josh has me in a chokehold
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Derek danforth has a sweeet ass girlfriend that he’s actually loyal too and just eats her out after he sees her a tiny bit annoyed?
I’ll Do Anything To Make You Feel Better
pairing: soft dom derek danforth x female sub reader
warnings: sweetest Derek you’ve ever known, use of princess, darling, and sweetie, oral (fem receiving), small use of fingering
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You and Derek have been dating for a few months now and have just recently moved in together. Life has been perfect, for the most part. There’s just one thing that really bothers you about Derek. No matter what, even if you remind him every single time, even if you beg, he won’t clean around the house. You however make him food, help him do the laundry and still manage to clean up after yourself but he can’t. So one day when Derek gets home from work and makes a mess in the kitchen after making some food you can’t help but get annoyed at him.
  You storm of into your shared bedroom and sit down on the bed, facing away from the door. Derek hears the patter of your footsteps angrily walking into the bedroom and hurry’s up to follow behind you. As he walks into the bedroom his eyes trace your silhouette. He smiles to himself thinking about how lucky he is to have you, how he’s never met someone he’s been so devoted to before you. Derek lays down in bed still looking at your still sitting body. You glance behind to look at him already grinning at you. “What are you smiling for?” You say annoyed at how oblivious he is. He frowns at your question and gets up to sit behind you. “I’m just so happy to see you. I’ve been thinking about you all day.” He states happily. Tracing small circles on your back and playing with your hair he begins to ask you what’s wrong. “What’s wrong princess? What can I do to make you happy darling?” He questions sincerely. You look towards his puppy dog eyes and can’t help but to smile a little. Suddenly you remember why you were mad at him in the first place and ignore him, nudging him slightly so you can lay down.
   Derek moves so that his body is hovering over your own. “Princess what’s wrong.. talk to me sweetie.” He whispers in your ear whilst tucking a few strand hairs between your ear. He takes your silence as a sign of you being annoyed at him but thankfully he has a hopeful idea of getting you to talk again. He begins kissing against your face and neck gently, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. You try your best to hold back whimpers as you continue to lay still. Derek makes his way further down your body still kissing as he begins to go lower and lower. “Princess.. just tell me if you don’t want this okay?” He says genuinely concerned he did something wrong. You finally get up to look down at him, his face already between your thighs, the only thing stopping him from touching your bare skin is your nightgown and panties. “You can Derek..” You say giving him permission finally as he begins to peel off your panties, lifting your nightgown a bit in the process and letting it bunch up at your hips. 
   Your hand slowly travels down to his curly locks holding onto them tightly. He begins to lick a thick stripe on your cunt sending a wave of pleasure through your body. He continues licking gently on your cunt lightly sucking your clit also. “F-fuck Derek you’re making me feel so good..” You moan out loudly as you tug on his hair harder, making him moan as-well sending a low vibration through your body aiding in your closeness to cumming. “You’re doing so good for me princess.. you’re close for me aren’t you? Cum on my tongue darling please I need it.” He says mumbling against your cunt as he begins to speed up his licking. He slowly moves up his free hand to gently insert his middle finger in your warm inviting hole. You take his finger in greedily, moaning louder at the new sensation. “Derek I’m gonna cum if you do that!” You moan loudly as you nudge your hips closer to his face. He speeds up his movements as he feels your warm juices seeping out. He gladly licks up every single ounce of it as you lay there, fucked out from his sweet touches. “Sweetie your doing so good for me, just cum on my tongue please.. I want it so bad.” He says and as soon as he asks you feel yourself cumming uncontrollably. “Oh my god y/n your so fucking perfect..” Derek says as he continues to lick up every single drop of your cum. Slowly raising his head from between your thighs you look down to see his face still covered in your juices. He grins wildly as he takes his hand to clean up the remnants on his face.
   He slowly moves to put your panties back on as he sits up next to you. You lay your head in his lap, your eyes tired and closing. His left hand playing with your hair as his right holds your hand, your fingers intertwined with one another. “You feel better now princess?” Derek asks as he looks at your tired expression. “Mhm..” you reply sleepily as you begin to fall asleep in his lap. 
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theymademesignup08 · 4 months
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Josh Hutcherson as Peeta Mellark in the first Hunger Games makes me want to pinch his little cheek and ruffle his hair, in Mockingjay I would like to wrap him up in a blanket, give him little kisses on the forehead, and keep him in a safe place forever. In Catching Fire however…I’m about to make the baby rumor he started true.
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