Do What You Can To Survive

Katniss Everdeen X Reader 

Word Count: 481

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Request: Hey can I ask for a Hunger Games blurb where the reader insert comes back form the games where they went beast and killed almost everyone and when they get back their family and friends abandon them except for their friend Katniss despite herself being cautious of the reader insert

Originally posted by seaquell

You were in the games, you won the games and everyone knew what that meant. You had killed people and people tried to kill you. You weren’t the same after that killing people but you were sure that it could get a little better when you got home… It didn’t when you got home people looked at you like you were a monster, yet every other winner was congratulated. You continued home you could careless what they think if you family was still with you. You walked through the door and they all looked at you the same way. You swallowed as they all looked at you, “Hi.” You waved.

“You can’t stay here.” Your mum said.
“What? This is my home.” You said looking at them
“We can’t have you here.” Your Dad said.
“What?” You asked.
“You siblings are here we can’t have you here.” Your mum said.
“What does that even mean?” You asked.
“It means that you need to leave… Now.” You dad ordered and you nodded to yourself grabbing the few belongings that you had and leaving.

It had been a few weeks since you had been kicked out of your own home and that meant that you had nowhere to go, so you were now living in the surrounding forest hunting for food and sleeping in trees, you hadn’t seen any of your friends since you left but you were sure they all had the same opinion so you just stayed away. One morning Katniss what hunting with Gale, she had her eye on a deer and they had managed to track it to a small pond she was about to shoot when another arrow cut through the air and hit the deer in the throat. They both looked around as you jumped soundlessly out of the tree in front of them. “(Y/N)?” Katniss asked. You glanced back and watched as Gale gently grabbed hold of Katniss.
“It’s okay to be afraid of me everyone else is.” You mumbled as you walked towards the Deer.
“We’re not afraid of you.” Katniss denied.
“Speak for yourself.” You said pulling the arrow out of the Deer’s neck.
“(Y/N)!” Katniss called.
“What?” You asked.
“It wasn’t your fault.” She said and you stopped, you looked back at her a smiled.
“It was.” You disagreed “I killed them one else made me.”
“They made you!” Katniss argued. “Why are you out here?”
“I can’t go home.” You shrugged cleaning the arrow in the water.
“What? Why?” She asked crouching next to you.
“They don’t want me there.” You answered.
“(Y/N)…” She started.
“Take the Deer, your families are bigger than mine.” You smiled. “Plus I prefer Rabbit. Do what you can to survive” You climbed the tree disappearing in the canopy.
“So how are we going to get home?” Katniss asked.
“With great difficulty,” Gale answered.

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The music’s slow and dreamlike, so Peeta pulls me into his arms and we move in a circle with practically no steps at all. You could do this dance on a pie plate. We’re quiet for a while. Then Peeta speaks in a strained voice.
“You go along, thinking you can deal with it, thinking maybe they’re not so bad, and then you—” He cuts himself off.
All I can think of is the emaciated bodies of the children on our kitchen table as my mother prescribes what the parents can’t give. More food. Now that we’re rich, she’ll send some home with them. But often in the old days, there was nothing to give and the child was past saving, anyway. And here in the Capitol they’re vomiting for the pleasure of filling their bellies again and again. Not from some illness of body or mind, not from spoiled food. It’s what everyone does at a party. Expected. Part of the fun.
One day when I dropped by to give Hazelle the game, Vick was home sick with a bad cough. Being part of Gale’s family, the kid has to eat better than ninety percent of the rest of District 12. But he still spent about fifteen minutes talking about how they’d opened a can of corn syrup from Parcel Day and each had a spoonful on bread and were going to maybe have more later in the week. How Hazelle had said he could have a bit in a cup of tea to soothe his cough, but he wouldn’t feel right unless the others had some, too. If it’s like that at Gale’s, what’s it like in the other houses?
“Peeta, they bring us here to fight to the death for their entertainment,” I say. “Really, this is nothing by comparison.”
“I know. I know that. It’s just sometimes I can’t stand it anymore. To the point where … I’m not sure what I’ll do.” He pauses, then whispers,

“Maybe we were wrong, Katniss.”
“About what?” I ask.
“About trying to subdue things in the districts,” he says.

-Catching Fire, ch.6

First time in the books that anyone says that maybe a rebellion should happen. And it’s Peeta who says it. So don’t tell me he wasn’t a rebel, only Gale was rebellious bla bla bla. Because Suzanne Collins says otherwise.

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