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@halepaladin
╱ I wonder if anyone is still active in this fandom here ?
|| I’m sorry for my absence, I was visiting family throughout the holiday’s on short notice and was pulled away before I could write on here. I also lost muse which is entirely my fault. I’ll be getting to replies this week, I’m sorry about that!
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Do u ever just want to RP with a certain mutual but they’re like PERFECT and you’re the lord of potatos?
||I WANT TO SEND PEOPLE MEMES BUT IM AFRAID OF BEING PUSHY OR WEIRD I JUST {muffled screaming}
Send me a ❤ if you’d like to ship our muses.
|| clove is the baby of the careers. She's 15, 100 lbs and 5'2. The rest are 16-18. She is so smol someone please give her a hug
|| I love gal pals
“they’re taking fucking forever.” how they got stuck watching camp while cato and marvel scouted ahead for katniss she’d never know. with how long it was taking them she would have thought they were dead but she hadn’t heard any canons in what felt like hours. but still, they had to have gotten themselves into trouble. she was torn about whether or not they should go find them. it was getting down to the wire and if they died now it meant she wouldn’t have to turn on them later. // &. @halepaladin liked for a starter!
“They probably got lost, idiots.”
Clove grumbled under her breath with a harsh roll of her eyes. Her arms crossed over her chest as she scoured their base camp, mentally slapping the girl’s district partners as hard as possible.
“They’re cocky boys, what else to you expect?” Clove turned to look up at the older, brow arched and smile on her face. She knew Cato was the absolute definition of a cocky shit, it was practically written across his forehead. She wasn’t surprised himself and Marvel had gone on an adventure to hunt down the idiot fire girl.
“They’ll probably end up getting themselves killed.” She stated simply with a shrug of her shoulders, as if she didn’t care at all if her partner died.
“Did they just leave us here like little wives attending to the house? Bullshit.” Clove fumed with the clench of her fists, stomping as she walked the perimeter of the camp.
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the arena should be a scary place. but she felt comfortable here with the three people who understand her. finally people who understand her. tonight she slept next to clove. when glimmer first met her she wasn’t sure she’d like herbut shit the girl was tough. she liked that about her. she reached out and gently, possibly more gently than she ever handled a human before, ran her hand across her hair. “clove, are you up yet?”
The grassy ground tickled Clove’s skin as she tried to fall asleep, making her twinge a little. Though, she tried not to show it to the camera’s that the ruthless Clove Kentwell was even bothered at all by blades of grass.
The career had reluctantly picked a spot next to Glimmer after Marvel and Cato had all but left them. She didn’t mind, the girl was more tolerable than Clove had hoped for.
She awoke with the light caress of her dark locks, it made her feel calm, not the manic panic she’d always felt when falling asleep in the arena.
“Glim?”
The nickname came out in a hoarse voice as she looked up to see the blonde next to her fully awake.
“I am now. . . Is everything OK?”
{clove}:
Viridescent hues strained at the ground, watching for the tiniest of twigs which could snap or a snare that could entrap her foot and leg.
It threw coals into the fire that had burned inside of Cato and Clove when the announcement was made that two people whom originated from the same district could be crowned. They were blood thirsty, yes, but more than anything the Careers wanted to go home. With each other was only the more incentive.
It had been a simple run, only a few paces away from their base camp. The two needed medicine and supplies, she knew they’d have to get more sponsors. Manicured brows knitted, head swiveling sharply side to side when she heard a shuffle against the leaves.
Instinct took over when she spotted the Twelve. Porcelain fingers latched on to the metal blade, getting into position to hit the girl in her heart. Quick, easy and calculated. Just like she’d practiced for sixteen years.
Those few, simple words struck her and took the Career by surprise. It was as if Clove thought that Katniss couldn’t speak. People weren’t the dummy’s she’d trained with, she realized very quickly into the Games.
She almost retorted with a snarky comment, but zipped her lips as she thought. Clove knew that this was her chance to destroy the infamous Girl on Fire. Yet, she hesitated. Clove Kentwell never hesitated.
“You’re smarter than you look, Twelve.”
She finally replied, voice louder than she’d have liked.
“He’s my partner.”
Clove stated simply, gripping her knife harder but not releasing it just yet. Perhaps drawings out the audience would get the pair from Two more sponsors, or at least she hoped it would.
“We trust each other.”
Clove cringed at the cheesy words, shaking her head.
Stop hesitating!
She aimed her knife again, makings sure to take her bow into account. Her wrist flicked and calloused fingers released the weapon. She let go of her breath and watched it fly- into a neighboring tree.
She growled in frustration.
She never missed.
Fear was something Katniss chose not to feel. Instead she allowed herself to be consumed with the power of her own refusal to die. She won’t not leave Prim, she would take care of her family, and she would make sure that Peeta got out of this arena with her. Failure was not an option in the mind of the huntress.
Breathe in. Breathe out. She’s just a girl, no different than you. The words of affirmation soared around her head, never quite making it into certain understanding inside her thoughts. They were both humans, forced into this by a society they couldn’t control, but something so bitter ran through Clove’s veins. Although, Katniss felt there had to be more deeper down, beyond the destruction she was taught, yet she wouldn’t be the girl to find it.
❝ You think he’ll make sure you make it home? He’s selfish, Clove. He’s not thinking about you, he’s thinking about making sure only he gets out alive. You know I’m right. You can’t trust him, he’s not going to be there for you at the end of this. He wouldn’t take an arrow for you. ❞
Clove stayed silent, fists clenched at her sides. She couldn’t find it within herself to harm the girl yet. She felt her heart race in her chest, her muscles straining to kill, yet she didn’t budge.
She eyed the other teenager carefully, watching for any signs of movement in her bones. The knife handle dug into her palm as she kept gripping it harder and harder until it stung.
The tribute knew deep down that Katniss was right: Cato would not hesitate to kill her if it was between her and victory. Vise versa as well, Clove would never give up being a Victor for saving Cato. It was how they were raised. Don’t get attached.
“No, he wouldn’t.” She breathed, mentally stabbing herself in the chest repeatedly. Stupid stupid girl. What would Brutus and Enobaria say? A disappointment to her district.
“Don’t we all though? Don’t we all want to go home Katniss?”
Green eyes narrowed as her voice filled with hate.
“Would you take a knife for Lover Boy? If it were between seeing your sister again and him?” She countered.
Clove had family she wanted to see, a life she wanted to live. Siblings she wanted to hug, friends she wanted to talk to again, parents to make proud. Home.
“I want to go home.”
Clove knew she was wasting a precious opportunity to kill the Twelve girl, Clove knew how disappointed her mentors, district and Cato would be with her.
“I’ll fuck u up” I snarl as I drink chocolate milk through a straw.
Do me a favor. Reblog this if you welcome the use of ask memes as icebreakers between characters that have never, or rarely, interacted before.
Death doesn’t discriminate Between the sinners And the saints It takes and it takes and it takes
district two tributes + training
Do it.
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I will write about the following, leave one in my ask box.
Dear person I hate,
Dear person I like,
Dear ex boyfriend,
Dear ex girlfriend,
Dear ex bestfriend,
Dear bestfriend,
Dear *anyone*,
Dear Santa,
Dear mom,
Dear dad,
Dear future me,
Dear past me,
Dear person I’m jealous of,
Dear person I had a crush on,
Dear girlfriend,
Dear boyfriend,