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who binged watch the hunger games series for the passing three days on a fever struck? me. yes. it was that serious for me to fully grasp this setting and immersed myself to this fic.
safe & sound (pt. i) | z.cl
after the second rebellion, an unsuccessful attempt to overthrow panem’s government, the districts are once again subject to the notorious hunger games. except, this time, the games have been given a little twist. now faced with the possibility of having two victors from the same district return home, two district 7 tributes are forced to overcome their life-long rivalry to make it out in one piece.
PAIRING: tribute!zhong chenle x tribute!fem!reader (oc) (ft. tribute!jung sungchan)
CHARACTER(S): ft. nct and red velvet members
GENRE&AU(S): angst, enemies to lovers, slow burn, love triangle(ish), forced proximity, hunger games!au, tribute!au, dystopian!au
WARNINGS: language, major(ish) and minor character death, death, murder (descriptive), gore, blood, chemical burns, blistering, mentions of suicide/ideation, death threats, hunting, mentions of cannibalism (non-descriptive), mentions of throwing up, mentions of being cut, mentions/implications of ptsd, bittersweet ending, Y/N and Chenle are both 16, Sungchan is 17, Y/N and Chenle both kill, Y/N has a scar on her leg, inaccurate portrayal of learning how to throw a knife, inaccurate portrayal of preparing herbs/medicine, some inaccuracies for sake of plot, please tread lightly if any of these topics are triggering to you and let me know if i missed anything!
LENGTH: 25.1k words
AUTHOR’S NOTE: here is part one of my fic for @neo-shitty‘s game of survival collab! like i said in the teaser, please remember that the hunger games is gory and devastating with themes of murder and death. this fic is no different. so if that is not your scene or something you might be upset by, don’t read it. this is your warning and you know what you can handle. as always, please let me know if you enjoyed this! feedback is always appreciated. and may the odds be ever in your favor. (p.s. i made a playlist for this, so enjoy the heartbreak x2)
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Yuta’s legs were crossed one over the other. He looked bored, examining his fingernails and taking sips of his whiskey, ignoring Chenle and I as we sat across from him. Joohyun, the woman who drew our names at this morning’s Reaping, had told us that Yuta was our mentor and had wanted to formally meet us. Now, I realized that she had probably wanted to get us off her hands. Delivering two teenagers to die must be a difficult feat, no matter how flashy and pink your hair was.
Outside, the trees turned into blurs of green and brown against the sky. Today, it was a bright blue with few clouds to dot its surface. I rested my fingertips on the glass, tracing the outline of the clouds like I did when I was a child. I used to laugh when I did it, then. Now, I held back a sob. What if these were the last real clouds I saw? Would the Gamemakers put clouds in the sky of our arena? Would they at least give us that?
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