victor!glimmer/cato, end of the line 2/2They’ve got Girl Twelve treed and settle down for the night. Glimmer volunteers for the first watch because she’ll be damned if Catnip Evergreen shinnies down that tree trunk and heads for the hills while she’s still got two of Glimmer’s arrows with her. She sits, her back to the tree, her bow in hand as she waits
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"That is how you play the game: you giggle and you smile and then you slit their throats." You've written such an amazing other dimension to Glimmer, which is so her, if that makes any sense whatsoever.
my favorite part: Cato wakes up at midnight and shifts, rolling onto one side. She shoots him a look and he beckons her over.
And, well, she’s tired. He rubs her back and she breathes in the scent of him, sweat and blood and pine sap from when he failed to scale the tree, and she feels herself drifting off to sleep, his broad hands against her body, her bow still curled in her fingers as she nestles her face on his shoulder.
She still hates him, but she’s grown quite accustomed to finding serenity in unsafe places. the moment is so uneasy and half awake. lovely
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“Hello, District One.” The voice comes from behind her and she can feel his eyes all over her before she even turns. Of course. It’s Boy Two ( ... )
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"That is how you play the game: you giggle and you smile and then you slit their throats." You've written such an amazing other dimension to Glimmer, which is so her, if that makes any sense whatsoever.
Thank you so, so much for filling this prompt :)
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my favorite part: Cato wakes up at midnight and shifts, rolling onto one side. She shoots him a look and he beckons her over.
And, well, she’s tired. He rubs her back and she breathes in the scent of him, sweat and blood and pine sap from when he failed to scale the tree, and she feels herself drifting off to sleep, his broad hands against her body, her bow still curled in her fingers as she nestles her face on his shoulder.
She still hates him, but she’s grown quite accustomed to finding serenity in unsafe places.
the moment is so uneasy and half awake. lovely
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