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[ ficathon ] the girl on fire

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Glimmer Sexy, naughty, bitchy....
perfect prompt is perfect to be quite honest.
Careers, I could say it, but you won't believe me / You say you do, but you don't deceive me

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cato, Now maybe I can learn to settle down one day, but right now I'm livin' life to mess around and play // I get all the girls, I get all the girls
finnick/annie, finnick/others
He was born a sailor's son/ nothing came easy or free
finnick/annie, mags dies a little too early and there is no one willing to volunteer for annie when she is reaped for the quarter quell.
peeta/any (but preferably not katniss), she said "you're pretty good with words, but words won't save your life"
Annie, There's a secret about Snow's granddaughter. If only she could bring herself to remember...
effie/haymitch, and i don't know how to get over, get over / someone as dangerous, tainted, and flawed as you
Gale, (or Finnick, or Cato & Clove, or whomever,) No bombs fell from the sky, no blood soaked the ground...but just as sure as the hand of God, they brought death to my hometown
NO. NO. STOP IT WITH THE BRUCE PROMPTS.

I haven't finished your other Bruce prompts but I want to write this one!

In other news, I just saw him in L.A. on the 27th :)

downbythebay_4

4 years ago

Johanna I'm a rude bitch / what are you made up of?
I feel like this may have already been done, but in case it hasnt...
Clove, I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad; the dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
tributes (any or all) mutant AU. ever notice how those tribute outfits sorta look like X-men training suits?
:O Oh wow, someone needs fill this asap!

starlord

4 years ago

Marvel/Glimmer; our world is made of pretty things; you're not as special as you think.
Marvel/Glimmer, You'll Find No One, sort of an R, spoilers for the movie, 1/2

He thinks he's being played, of course, and to some extent, he is. When she clasped his hand up on the stage they'd been waiting to take for almost their whole lives, the smile she shot him wasn't entirely genuine and she knew he saw straight through it. So she's surprised, on the train, that he makes an effort, starts talking first, and his goofy sense of humour actually amuses her. Though more often she laughs when he isn't trying so hard, or not at all.

*

Districts One and Two traditionally form a natural alliance but that doesn't mean they need to be friends. The girl is very impressive, littler than she is but intimidating, and the boy, well, she recognizes the boy as the type that likes to own everything. He shakes their hands then makes some stupid comment, Isn't it funny how District One generally end up second best. Glimmer can easily pretend she's not offended but Marvel can't and tells him where to get off, in no uncertain terms.

Cato smirks at her and she smirks back like, yeah, I know I should stick with you, when really she knows he's bad news even if she gets him on side.

“Pre-emptive strike,” She says admiringly and pats his stomach muscles on her way past, looking over her shoulder, down her nose, at Marvel getting betrayed. “I like it.”

She can feel his disbelief, the weight of his incredulous stare hardening all afternoon, following her across the training centre. He ignores her over dinner with Gloss and Cashmere, and she'd have thought that would be a good thing, except their mentors both notice it as if something is wrong and she agrees. It's not nearly so much fun as usual, chatting to Cash when he's not lively and excited next to her. She doesn't want to leave it like this.

*

“Not sorry for disturbing you.” She says brusquely, and pushes him back into his room. He stumbles, tangled in the blankets he brought with him to the door like a little kid, so they don't make it to the bed. Glimmer has the element of surprise for all of five seconds and then he bears her to the floor, stronger no matter what.

“You must think I'm such a dumbass.” He snarls, and she feels kind of triumphant that she's the one to get him angry, this time. He's panting, though it can't have been difficult for him to pin her in this position, holding her shoulders, shifting his knee to press against the inside of her thigh. “I saw you with him.”

She rears up to catch his mouth and he's not quite fast enough to pull away in time, tired maybe, from training, or just caught unawares. He's kidding himself acting as if he could turn her down, anyway. She somehow manages to gain ground, to sit up a little as she murmurs at him to relax, it's all part of the plan. She's only deviating from it with what she's doing right now, but Glimmer neglects to mention that.

“He won't spare you because of it.” He says, when she lets him breathe. He can't seem to look at her though, and perhaps he's tried to justify how jealous he is by imagining it's a lot more than flirtation going on, between her and Cato.

“You're so worked up.” She laughs, seeing his fists clench like he wants to hit her, break her pretty face before the games even begin, but he knows that's not allowed, and in-fighting isn't likely to get them sponsors they wouldn't be worried about if it weren't for the Girl on Fire. “Over nothing, Marvel.” As she says his name she strokes his cheek and he turns his head away, grips her wrist, tells her to get out.

unityfic

4 years ago

hyperemmalawlz

4 years ago

Rue + Tribute!Prim; one kills the other.
Tribute!Prim part 1/3


Sometimes she thinks even Katniss forgets that she’s Seam.

Her merchant class mother and blue (no no not grey, never grey) eyes and they forget that she’s felt the touch of hunger and the coal dust settling into her skin.

Katniss is all grey eyes, dark hair, and stubborn pride. Katniss flout the rules to provide them with food. Katniss looks like their father, looks like Gale, looks like history.

But the best kept secret in twelve is that while Katniss looks Seam paradoxically she’s anything but. Katniss would go into the arena for her sister without a second thought. Katniss is fierce with her heart but once given she refuses to let go. Katniss doesn’t give up and understand that sometimes survival isn’t strength and blood but fitting right where they want you.

(it’s no wonder katniss loves the woods where there is only the bow and arrow, only the hunt and hunter, only black and sun bright white.)

But kids from the Seam know grey. They know that the world is cold and cruel. That death comes always in the mine, in the winter, in lack of everything. They know what needs to be done to survive, that sometimes sacrifices have to be made, and that the Games are heartless but so. is. life.

(prim thinks it’s the coal dust that makes everything fade to an indiscriminate grey.)

The thing about volunteering is that the tribute has to cede their place and Prim knows that Katniss is too soft to actually survive. She’ll see echoes of her sister in every little tribute. She’ll walk too gladly into the grand gesture of martyrdom. Prim knows in her heart that Katniss would never make it out alive and so she doesn’t let go, doesn’t give in.

Prim makes sure to tremble so bravely for the cameras as she mounts the stage.

(it’s not the flower you need to worry about but the serpent tucked underneath)

Prim hides a savage smile behind when Peeta Mellark is called. Peeta who has been in love with her sister since as long as she’s watched him watching Katniss. Prim can work with this.

Prim is all proper manners and soft smiles on the train ride and she has Effie wrapped around her finger. Prim is all learned helplessness and (false) stories of how Katniss has talked about Peeta. Prim sees Peeta’s hope flair and harden into diamond hard commitment. Haymitch watches her from behind Seam eyes (grey grey not blue) and she thinks that maybe he realizes eye color isn’t a yardstick for anything.

kaitou_lili

4 years ago

kaitou_lili

4 years ago

derangedfangirl

4 years ago

withkissesfour

April 22 2012, 10:35:21 UTC 5 years ago Edited:  April 22 2012, 10:36:10 UTC

Katniss/Peeta, - Hope is the thing/That sits in the soul/And sings the song without the words/And never stops at all
Oh, yes. Lovely. ♥

trippy41

4 years ago

the tributes (any and/or all) - we know now we want more, a life worth fighting for
haymitch/katniss - you're just a little bit too much like me
Foxface/Thresh, oh, but you were always there when I needed / and you could always see me clearly / and you were never looking for a thank-you / but I'm saying one for you
i'd never thought of this pairing before, but i might have a stab at this.

azelmaroark

5 years ago

herbalistic

5 years ago

azelmaroark

5 years ago

herbalistic

5 years ago

kaitou_lili

4 years ago

Rue, woulda been nice to have a picture-perfect world, but then the truth would hurt my eyes
If you would like your entry added to the masterlist, please post a reply to this comment with a link to your entry and I will get to it as soon as I can.
Careers:
We met as soulmates on Parris Island
We left as inmates from an asylum
And we were sharp, as sharp as knives
And we were so gung-ho to lay down our lives
The hunger games/twitterature crossover

Please tell me someone else has seen/heard of this book. If not; google it. Then fill this prompt :)
Cato/Clove or Cato/Glimmer or Cato/Katniss; a thousand ways to kill you