#clato au

[clatoera]

hi bestie 33 for tswizzle prompt list 🤗🤗 - @kentwells

Alright BESTIE I wrote this explicitly for you because I know this is a FAVORITE topic of yours. It's short but. It's something

Love you.

@kentwells

Missing moment from ARWBFB, between the 72 and 73 games.

#33: "they’ll judge it like they know about me and you" from this Taylor Swift Prompt List

“Get your hands off of me.” Clove wriggles, albeit a bit desperately, underneath the substantial weight of Cato’s entire body on top of her. He’s got her pinned down easily, knees on either side of her hips, one hand easily holding both of her wrists uselessly above her head. If she struggled just enough the hem of her shirt would slip up enough so that the cool training room floor grazed her skin, sending trickles of cold reaming through her spine. She continues to twist the best that she can underneath him, and the fiery look in his blown eyes tells her it’s working in some way. “Get off.”

A broad hand, the one not accounted for, slips up and grasps around her throat. It is not the coldness of his skin that makes her gasp, nor the way his fingers leisurely squeeze at the sides of her neck and make her world just start to flit dark. No, it is the way he leans over her, letting go of her wrists in favor of running his hand over the side of her torso, catching on the bare skin there. The slightest twinge of his hand brings her to a full gasp, a desperate, feral urge to breathe and breathe as deeply as she can as her lungs plead for air. “And just like that, you’re dead.” 

With her newly free hands, devoid of any weapon, she acts without thinking and desperately claws at his face, all the effort she can muster in pushing him off before he– he wouldn’t kill her on the training room floor, would he?–  can deliver a final blow. It’s nearly futile– the world is becoming darker and darker and air feels more valuable than any currency she can imagine– when his hand flies back and grabs at his own face. 

“What the fuck is wrong with you, are you trying to claw my eyes out?” Cato runs his fingers right under his cheekbone, revealing blood on the pads of his finger tips. 

Clove takes the moment to roll on her side, finding herself desperately gasping to quench the absolute burn in her lungs at the loss of oxygen. “We’re training you aren’t supposed to kill me.” She rolls onto her hands and knees, bracing herself before attempting to stand, anticipating a sense of dizziness due to the loss of air moments ago. “I’m done for the day.”

“Noone is going to take it easy on you in the arena. You’re tiny and someone’s going to take advantage of it–” Cato tries to pull her to a standing position, but the half hearted slaps at his wrist tells him his advances are particularly unwelcome. “Fine. Quit. Lets go home.”

“Someone like you is going to take advantage of me?” Clove hisses, before firmly kicking the side of his knee to get him away from her. “Leave me alone.” 

“Clove, don’t be like that, come on you know you don’t like the showers here.” He steps to the side, just out of the reach of her leg and foot. “The games are coming, you bitch about how poorly you sleep in the beds here, is now really the time to sacrifice sleep to make a point–”

“Leave!” Clove screams, finally pushing herself to stand, before she ends up leaning against the wall, finding she needs more support than anticipated in catching her bearings. “Do you know what the girls say about me here? Half of them think i’m sleeping with you for extra sponsors in the games, and the other half think you beat me because of how you act here, and every single one from both sides still wants you.” 

“They can whatever the fuck they want, they don’t know us, they don’t need to know, they don’t need to understand. Since when do you care what people think?” Cato grabs her by the forearm, pulling her in to him in the privacy of the empty training room. “The games are coming. I’m not going easy on you now, because now is not the time. You’re going to come back. I’m not wasting time apart from you, just because some girls are running their mouths.”

“I’m not staying here because of what people are saying, I’m staying because I don’t want to fucking see you.” Clove rips her arm out of his grasp, and uses all she has to push her hand in the center of his chest and away from her. “Go. You’re going to get us caught, anyway

Cato grabs her, then, and flings her fully into his arms, one hand under her shoulders the other under her knees. “I don’t care what they’re saying, let them judge us, Clove. Let them know. We’re going home.”

#clato #clato fanfic #arwbfb tag #arwbfb au #clato au #cato hadley

[megan0013]

It’s nearing three o’clock in the morning and Cato hasn’t slept in over twenty-four hours, so he thinks it may be his mind playing tricks on him when Beau, the boy from One, slowly sits up in his sleeping bag and grabs the serrated hunting knife he’s kept stashed out of sight since the Bloodbath. Cato frowns, his brow furrowing as he realizes it’s definitely not time to switch lookouts yet.

“Odair.” Cato nudges the only other Mentor in the Viewing Room, never taking his eyes off Beau as he carefully slips out of his makeshift tent. “Odair.”

“Just five more minutes,” Finnick mumbles and curls onto his side.

Cato watches in horror as Beau creeps across the camp and steps up behind Ariel, the girl from Four who has been keeping watch. His breath catches when Beau reaches around Ariel’s face, snaps her neck back, and cleanly slices her throat.

“Finnick!” Cato yelps, successfully rousing the other man.

“Leave me alo-” Finnick’s eyes widen as he turns to find his Tribute dead at her post. “What the fuck!? Conroy, what just happened?”

But Cato’s attention has already turned to Screen Seven where Clove is currently fidgeting in her sleep, completely unaware that Beau is now slithering through the Career Camp stealthily slitting the throats of his alliance. He knows Finnick is yelling into the phone mounted near the door, but he can’t hear a word his friend says over the blood rushing through his ears and his heart beating into his throat.

“Wake up,” Cato whispers, his eyes glued to the screen. “Wake up and run.”

“Cato,” Finnick’s voice sounds hazy and far away. He puts his hand on his shoulder, but Cato shrugs it off. “Look, man, maybe you shouldn’t watch?”

Finnick’s probably right but Cato can’t hear him and only steps closer to the screen as Beau slowly advances on Clove’s tent. “Wake up,” Cato mutters. “Please, wake up.”

“Cato-”

“Wake up!” He screams suddenly, causing Finnick to flinch at the desperation in his friend’s voice. “Wake up, Clove!”

And, miraculously, she does.

Clove’s eyes blink wide open and she lies perfectly still for a split second before her instincts take over. She doesn’t know what is wrong, she just knows that something is and without wasting any time, she grabs her jacket and a canteen and has wriggled under the back of her tent just as Beau pulls open the front flap.

Cato waits until Clove has cleared the ancient ruins and has begun climbing the rocky mountainside before letting out the breath he hasn’t realized he was holding. She may not have weapons, but she still has her life and that’s enough for now.

Five cannons boom and Cato smiles in relief.

#the hunger games #clato #tw: death #tw: murder #it’s the hunger games what do you expect #pretty sure this is supposed to take place in my all the right moves au #but i literally found this forgotten doc that hasn’t been opened since 2018 #that has a bunch of little ficlets that aren’t too bad #so i thought i’d post them

[catoscloves]

young gods by catoscloves/enobarias

it was determined, long before they ever even met each other, that they would become both partners and enemies. cato and clove, each single-minded and driven mad with the desire to win, spent much of their time together before the games imagining the other's screams, looking forward to the honor of fighting side by side and then fighting amongst themselves for the honor of being labelled victor. however, this year's games don't follow their best laid plans. with these unpredictable changes, they'll have to adapt, and find that this world of beauty and slaughter dressed in glamor and championship is not so glorious as it seems.

cato and clove's path to becoming young gods, and, in a surprising twist of events, falling in love. (AU: 74th games, clato win, guaranteed happy ending. title and fic inspired by halsey's "young god.")

#minefic #**mine #clatoedit #clato #thgedit #thg #the hunger games #cato x clove #clove x cato #cato thg #clove thg #cato hadley #clove kentwell #mineaesthetic

[thgfanfictionlibrary]

Hi! Any everlark fics where Prim and Peeta are reaped, and Prim dies while Peeta wins?

Hello Anon!

Below are some fics that may fit what you're looking for (I personally have not read them or any story that fits this exact prompt)! I'll be adding this to future masterlists to release! Hope these are helpful!

Burn-ellembee (ao3) Summary: Snow outlawed volunteering nearly thirty years ago. Katniss never steps foot inside the arena. An alternate road to rebellion.

Fates Reversed-icbiwf (ao3) Summary: Prompts in Panem AU week day 7: What if Katniss was reaped instead of Prim? - "I volunteer! I volunteer as tribute!" As I hear this, my heart sinks. My sister has taken my place, and there's nothing I can do to stop her. Prim will be going into the Hunger Games.

Fighters and Survivors-rhymeswithblue (ff.net) Summary: Snow outlawed volunteering nearly thirty years ago. Katniss never steps foot inside the arena. An alternate road to rebellion.

Growing Primrose-SubeteAishite (ao3) Summary: I lock eyes with my older sister, a sixteen-year-old named Katniss whose gaze normally burns with a quiet intensity. Her facial expression changes from shell-shocked horror–the usual expression of anyone who had just been reaped for the Hunger Games–to pure anguish as my legs guide me past her, my hand waving in the air to catch the attention of the gaudy Capitol announcer on stage. “I volunteer as tribute!” I repeat the words; I understand my decision. My name is Primrose Everdeen. I’m twelve years old and was born in the Seam. I volunteered for the 74th Annual Hunger Games to protect my older sister. Now, I only have two weeks left to live.

JAGGED-annieoakley1 (tumblr) Summary: What if volunteers weren’t accepted? Peeta and Prim compete in the 74th Annual Hunger Games.

Just a Game-gleeksandtributes (ff.net) Summary: Single chapter ficlet. AU in which Katniss is 19 at the time of the reaping and Prim and Peeta are chosen as the tributes for District 12. She is forced to watch as they participate in the Hunger Games. Mild violence. Everlark and some Clato.

Mortality-Amata le Fay (ff.net) Summary: AU. The strengths of the Everdeen sisters have always come from different places. This would have happened any other way. For Starvation's August prompt, "sacrifice."

My Dreams Smell of Roses-RipredtheGnawer (ff.net) Summary: What would happen if Prim had to compete in the Hunger Games. Prim's POV, may possibly switch to Peeta's.

One Chance-MtnDew26 (ff.net) Summary: Maybe if Prim had been a little braver, a little quicker, maybe, just maybe, she wouldnt have let Katniss volunteer. How Prim deals with the Hunger Games, Peeta, and a choice. Go home to her sister, or bring home someone who deserves to love her sister.

Peeta's interview with Ceaser Flickerman if Katniss couldn't volunteer-sassycasbutt (ff.net) Summary: This is just a one shot of Peeta's interview with Ceaser if Katniss couldn't volunteer for Prim.

Prim's Games-madeleine_writes (ao3) Summary: Primrose Everdeen is not the scared child she was when her father died nine years ago. Now 16, Prim has been Reaped while her sister Katniss is helpless to watch. But when she falls for another tribute, Prim must make a choice. After all, how will a healer and a harvester endure a Game designed to kill? AKA The Hunger Games but it's Prim x Rue

Prim, the Tribute-NadineBrandes (ff.net) Summary: Katniss is too old to volunteer for Prim. Prim gets reaped and goes to the Games with Peeta - the boy who seems to know her older sister. Prim doesn't want to kill anyone, but she doesn't want to let her sister down, either. She can't give up, but she refuses to become a monster.

The Baker and the Healer-TomHRichardson (ao3) Summary: AU. Katniss is at death’s door on Reaping Day, so is excused from the 74th Reaping for District Twelve. Thus Katniss is not there to volunteer when Prim is Reaped. A kind Capitol doctor heals Katniss of her blood poisoning, but too late to prevent Prim from being a tribute in the 74th Hunger Games. Katniss/Peeta, Haymitch/Effie

The Mercy of the Fallen-slightlykylie (ao3) Summary: AU: When Prim is reaped, Katniss is nineteen and too old to volunteer. Prim is going into the arena. These are Prim's Games.

The Storyteller-stephensmat (ao3) Summary: Effie let out a long suffering sigh at Katniss' shout. "I'm sorry, miss; but the time for that has passed. If you wanted to volunteer, you should have said so when it was your turn." A canon-divergent Fic: Prompt: What if Katniss wasn't allowed to Volunteer for Prim? Peeta and Prim are Reaped and go to the Capitol for the Games. Peeta has only one goal: To keep Prim alive. He has only one tactic: To make sure he's more than just a Piece in their Games. He knows that if he comes back alive, Katniss will never forgive him. But if Prim survives, he's certain to die. What results was something the Capitol never saw coming.

If anyone knows of any that fit the prompt exactly please let us know! As always, if you have any questions, comments, or recommendations feel free to send them my way!

-Admin:E

#thg fanfiction #everlark fanfiction #thg #admin:e #anon ask #masterlist #mini masterlist #inpanemau #primandpeetarepeaded #ask

[meadowbooks]

Hii lovelies !! I am writing a clato, odesta and everlark texting /highschool au fanfic on Ao3 from the name meadow_books sooo if you like reading maybe check it out <3

#ao3 fanfic #the hunger games #clato #odesta #everlark #reading #fanfic

[kentwells]

youre a swiftie and a clato stan that's so slay. i literally have thg/clato brainrot currently (i should be studying for my ap precalculus test tomorrow but haha yeah that's not happening). I literally love your fics/characterizations of cato and clove/ideas in general

ALSO so yk how gloss and cash were like a package deal/brother-sister team and they were reaped into the 75th games together ON PURPOSE? yeah i'm imagining a clato au like that where basically they won back to back games fifteen years beforehand and got married shortly after (thinking about childhood friends at the career academy to lovers excellence), and then they get reaped into the 75th games/quarter quell together as this husband-wife team that kat&peeta have to contend with. their murder-married couple energy is off the charts in the games and kat doesn't really know what to do with another pair of star crossed lovers in the arena - people who aren't putting on a performance.

ahh hi!! i am having to do absurd amounts of writing that is not that fun rn which is zapping my will to write anything clato... perhaps a 2024 return is on the horizon!! tysm for ur kind words tho <3

i love love LOVE this au. it's SO good. the added intensity and maturity of like. 15 years of marriage? obvi if you want back to back clato winning games... read always remember we're burned for better by @clatoera! but having kids and a life together and getting lulled into safety to some extent adds so much DRAMA and INTENSITY. also peeta is great at playing the pr game but katniss... hates it! and cato and clove, in the nicest possible way, are attention whores. can't help thinking about the kids. and the tension of knowing their kids will one day be reaped if the games don't end, and how it makes them physically sick to think about their kids growing up orphans. this sounds like an INCREDIBLE idea and i am very here for it.

[tobns]

........ah shit, here we go again

#hunger games fanfiction #hunger games #thg fanfiction #the hunger games fic #clato #everlark #....yes i went there and i have no qualms abt it #iykyk i guess #thg cast

[ao3feed-everlark]

all the lights went down in hollywood

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/KPfq7yE

by taylorswift

The universe's sense of humor is fucked up, and so are they.

OR

the band au.

Words: 3169, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Hunger Games Series - All Media Types, The Hunger Games (Movies), Hunger Games Trilogy - Suzanne Collins

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Clove (Hunger Games), Cato (Hunger Games), Katniss Everdeen, Peeta Mellark, Glimmer (Hunger Games), Marvel (Hunger Games), Foxface (Hunger Games), Thresh (Hunger Games)

Relationships: Cato/Clove (Hunger Games), Katniss Everdeen/Peeta Mellark, Clove/Katniss Everdeen

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Rock Band, Yes another DJATS au what are you gonna do about it, Y'all voted for this on Tumblr so really blame yourselves, Clato centric, Background everlark and mentions of Cloveniss, Because Katniss and Clove are both bisexual and you'll take that from my cold dead hands, Enemies to Lovers, Really more like Lovers to Enemies to Lovers, Slow Burn, Unfortunately this is not a Gale stan account, Bisexual Female Character, Multimedia, Angst and Feels, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Family Dynamics, everyone is over the age of 21, Sexual Content, Sexual Tension, Yeehaw I guess, It has been over 10 years since writing canon THG I'm old holy fuck

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/KPfq7yE

#everlark #everlark fic #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #thg #ao3feed

[accurst-writer]

WIPs challenge thing

Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have wips.

I wasn't actually tagged by anyone but @little-lynx said: "people who haven't, please do" so im calling that close enough. CANON (TO MY D2 STORYLINE) ONES: - Cordelia's Games - Aquila Backstory - Year By Year Academy Reports - Enobaria and Baria. - D2 short oneshot collection. - Birthday Necklace - Fire - Nobody Else Has That Voice In Their Head - Expelled From Academy In Disgrace - Fever (Kid Clove) (10? 9?) - Love Languages - Beat Saber AU'S OF MY STORYLINE: - The Way It Should Have Gone - Surgery AU - I'm Still Shooting Way Out Of My League - Clato CF/MJ AU - Avox AU - Hoodie fic (Clove Victory) - Body Swap Soulmate AU OTHER CAREER CENTRIC AUS: - 1s and 2s AU - Kill Me - Skating AU - Sometimes Your Soulmate Isn't Who You Need Most TBOSAS: - Billy Taupe TBOSAS POV - The Covey Wedding Fic - House Filled With Music - Why Do You Stay Away TBOSAS AUS: - Catching Fire Lucy Gray AU - Enemies To Lovers - Assassin AU - I Can't Do This. I'm not going to tag anyone either but if you see this and want to do it feel free to claim I tagged you :) Please send in asks about any of them I love to talk about my stuff.

#wip challenge #the hunger games #tbosas #clato #snowbaird #fanfic #writing

[transrevolutions]

like ik we all are sad about how cato went completely insane after clove died

but...

but... 

imma make it worse.

au where they’re the final two and they have to kill each other

>m<

#the hunger games #thg #thg au #clove #cato #clato #clove x cato #74th hunger games #angst #emotional whump #i made canon sadder #tw death

[clatoera]

Hiiii!! Huge fan of the story so far and could not help myself from hopping over here to ask questions after commenting (@flimflamflame ty for responding with such thought out replies💖💖)!

LOVEEEE how you write them so physically affectionate with one another both bc it’s a huge sign of comfort and trust in a relationship and also it’s super cute!! Sets them apart from Katniss&Peeta’s style of intimacy/romance right of the bat I love the distinction. (Side note I ADOREDDD the little “white dress trying to burn in into his fingertips” moment I think I actually keeled over from how beautiful that was omg).

I would guess Clove’s especially touch-starved and wary with the absence of her mother (even if Enobaria is helping to fill that familial gap). Would you mind describing how you think their relationship would evolve from strangers/friends/lovers and the role of Cato in facilitating physical touch (ex: constant contact thru sparring)? Thank you!!

I personally about keeled over when I saw this ask I fr lit up. LIke I am so so excited to get an ask about this and talk about them and my au but also thank you so much for taking the time to read and comment and reach out ❤️❤️❤️

Okay so full transparency I am VERY long winded, as you can probably tell by 20 page chapters and 500 word comments. So bare with me, I just get really excited about these things :')

So thank you for noting the physicality of their relationship. Part of it absolutely makes Katniss and Peeta's relationship look fake in comparison, because these two are very physically affectionate. I think it comes from a possessiveness on both of their parts too, they aren't leaving a question of if the other is taken/spoken for. They're also very proud I think, of each other, and that shows in the way they are physically very (for lack of better terms) touchy. It's very opposite Katniss and Peeta, especially Katniss who looks like she wants to crawl out of her skin at touch.

Thank you for the part about the dress. I wanted it to evoke like..him processing and facing things and desires he didn't know he has, and accepting that he may never see them. So if this mental image of her in this little white lace dress is the only thing he's going to have to hang on to, in imagining a life that for the very first time he is both realizing he wants and also realizing he very well could lose, he is going to cling to the feeling of that lace and the promise it represents to him.

I think touch starved is a great way to describe Clove, in the most literal and clinical sense of it. Clove loses her mother and in doing so, she loses her comfort. She is a baby who learns that crying won't matter because noone is coming to help her/comfort her, which quite literally leads to an attachment disorder. There are studies on the phenomenon, and Clove would absolutely be in the category of attachment issues because of the emotional neglect she faced. The neglect is even sadder to me with the like..consideration that her mom loved her so much, and no one continues to love and protect her in honor of the woman who loved her so. Resentment and blame falls on this toddler which leads to her being the way she is.

And so I think knowing that she is in fact not given affection after the death of her mother, even physical touch has to be a little jarring at first.

The facilitation of that by Cato I think is a gradual process. I consider that in the academy people end up with like..a partner. I think Cato and Clove as very young kids were out performing their peers, and some of the older kids. Through mixed pairing and competitions the trainers found that the ONLY competition they had was in each other. I don't think they were the first pair like this but they are one of the last. Probably when they're around twelve they're established as okay this is your training partner, this is your competition, you need to make each other better, and then ultimately you will be tributes together. At first I think they didn't like each other in terms of he was already a cocky pre teen and she was a reserved, quiet girl who didn't care about making friends she just wanted to train. The initial physical contact is the training, and then I think it becomes that sort of teasing and taunting that comes with becoming a little older. He was bigger than her and could block the doors so she had to slam into him to get past. He could hold her favorite knife over her head. She could give him a sharp jab in the ribs, or take him out by the knees. Interestingly I think the training and the positions they ended up in while physically fighting each other REALLY facilitated the natural teenage curiosity they had to have. Hands lingering on the others wrist a little too long, staying ontop of the other once they pinned each other for a few extra seconds. I think those shifts happened around 15. I think it's usually his initiation from 12-15. He's the one holding her down in practice, the one holding something so high she can't reach until she pokes his ribs..etc. The same moments of him lingering a little too long sort of...shift once they're 15. Those hands end up dragging from her arms down her sides after they've pinned her own above her head. When she's pinned him down his hands end up on her hips and hold her by the waist. The touch is shifts from innocent training to something more but still manages to maintain a playful undertone. It's gradual. From training to more, but all follow a progress from those initial physical moments in training. On that same note I think the lines blur sometimes He'll have her against the wall by the throat, but his thumb ends up running along her jaw. She'll have her hands on his shoulders with his face to the ground and her nails just sink in to skin of his back.

I think on that same note, for all they have fought in training, trained outside, he's teased her, he's touched her, he has never done anything with the intention to like aggressively harm her. Yeah, they fuck each other up in training, but thats how it goes. Thats part of the job. But he's never trying to hurt her outside of just training injuries. That's refreshing, because I don't think that can always be said. I think things get messy in the academy they train in, and he's seen her hurt and vice versa. Theres tension with all these trained kids, and they're sometimes out for blood. The same goes for her. She isn't hurting him to hurt him or because she doesn't like him. They are VERY much in the category of "noone else can hurt you, only I get to do that." Noone else in that academy can lay their hands on them with intention to hurt without risking the wrath of them both. They like to watch each other win, but they don't like the risk of harm to someone they care deeply for (even if they wont admit that). They don't want to hurt each other, beyond training and practice. And I think part of their secret affection comes from the other getting hurt, and the way they react. Someone hurts her and he's going to give that person a black eye the next day. Her knife is going to slice a little too close to skin if someone gets carried away with him. That feeds into their possession. Thats His/her partner and no-one hurts her/him but him/her. Noone touches them.

That...physicality... carried over into their love life. He doesn't ever push her too far, because I do think she has some hesitation on actual sex for a while, but he genuinely loves to actually touch her. He loves it. He's an initiator. I don't know how much detail i'm allowed to go into on tumblr but. He respects her and her boundaries.

All that to say, there is a flip in there somewhere (around 15-16) where Clove also initiates the touching. She grabs his arm to calm him down when he gets a little too carried away. She grabs him by the face and pulls him down to her. She'll snake under his arm when they're laying together. Thats a big deal, Clove beginning to take on the facilitation of touch.

Clove was not given the same comfort in touch as a child should. She has to re learn that touch is safe, and it can be comforting, and it is okay, and it can feel good. She has to learn that she is allowed to want it and to crave physical interaction with another human in a non violent way. He is the only person (save for Enobaria, really) who gets the honor of any of those things. She has to learn that touch is okay and safe, and he gets to be the one to teach her.

I'm so sorry that was so long and verbose I just love to talk about them and this au okay thank you again so so SO much ❤️

#clato #cato and clove #clato fanfic #clato fanfiction #ARWBFB tag #always remember we're burned for better tag #clato au #clove kentwell #cato hadley #the hunger games au #the hunger games fanfiction

[clatoaf]

The way I want to share my Clato thoughts and AUs here, but the fandom lately has a habit of copying or stealing ideas so I just hoard them in my Google Doc folder quietly.

#clato #no seriously i have at least 50+ au fic ideas #this fandom is greedy #you can’t have nice things here anymore #cato and clove #clove and cato #clove #cato

[catoscloves]

not me rereading the first (and last) chapter of a clato au i wrote exactly two years ago and then promptly abandoned alfjgldlfk

#i think it's genuinely the only good fic I've ever written #there's a lot of run on sentences though #clato

[destroyed-by-clato]

question: would anyone read a fanfic about Cato and Clove meeting each other in their next life (and possibly both hoping ‘thats you’) 

#clato #heehoo reincarnation au

[meadowbooks]

Hi lovelies!! my fanfic The Dream Team on Ao3 by meadow_books is a modern texting high school au hunger games fanfic with Clato, Everlark, Odesta and Farvel :) maybe check it out??

#the hunger games #ao3 fanfic #everlark #odesta #clato #texting

[kentwells]

Tell me about hunger games characters as skaters RIGHT NOW.

If u do I might tell you about my half baked clato ice skater au and tbosas ice skater au.

Anyways how are the careers at skating do we think?

- destroyed-by-clato

HELLO. SOAPBOX. also PLEASE tell me abt ur aus. i love figure skating aus. especially from people who know about skating good god i cannot do this anymore do u know how many times i have clicked out of a fs au fic for inaccuracy.

okay. SO. obviously the careers are good. i... think the capitol... is not a bad rusfed analogy. because of all of the spectacle and the intense idea that all of these kids are going to fight as their bodies are breaking down and then they will be replaced by younger, more talented kids.

okay here are my career skating thoughts. it is ACTUALLY the elite sport they would all be involved in if they were normal. clove died because she wanted to monologue. that's a drama queen right there. clove in general ... idk i think of medvedeva for her? like SO solid. So gritty. it might not be elegant but it is going to Happen and she is going to win no questions asked whatsoever. her throwing a million knives perfectly in training is the same energy as medvedeva doing triple triple triples on practice ice to freak out her competitors.

i am alsooo kind of obsessed with the idea of cato and clove doing pairs bc a) she is very short & he is very tall b) partners for life.

glimmer is best dressed alwaysss. that's just how she is.

idk if anyone is familiar with polina edmunds' podcast but it is basically 20 minutes of her dunking on everyone and telling people to improve their technique. unless she's confused in which case she pretends its perfect. i'm obsessed with it. anyways that's so career coded it's insane <3 their convos are 80% making fun of everyone else end of story.

sorry this took me fucking forever but!!! love skating love careers! yay!

#the hunger games