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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on Jul 26, 2019 1:21:45 GMT -5
(Oh my goodness yes, give Evedrya a child and a baby girl, and maybe a son/daughter in the way because adorable.
Macaria/Alessandro I definitely see with a son.
I have no clue for Burton/Holly, honestly.
Freaking wildcard characters there XD.)
(Also, write what you want, I love reading your writing either way.)
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Jul 26, 2019 1:32:01 GMT -5
Yess Everdrya with a daughter and another on the way. And a son for Macaria and Arlo
Hmmm okay for Burton and Holly I did a randomise and got two kids, both girls. That works and I can imagine Burton would love having daughters. They could always have adopted one or both of the girls as well, I could see Holly wanting to take in kids who were on the streets like her.
I am totally excited I want to write all of these things! I’m gonna work on the meeting years later thing cos I love that.
Should they meet in the Capitol? Or I know in the books it mentions the Arenas being preserved for holidays and I can imagine they would preserve what was left of the final Arena ever, maybe they all took a holiday there at the same time so they could meet)
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on Jul 26, 2019 1:34:26 GMT -5
(Oh I love all these ideas :3.
I could see them all meeting there, yeah.)
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Jul 26, 2019 1:37:11 GMT -5
(Oh I will totally write this! I’m so excited x first person POV I think)
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on Jul 26, 2019 1:40:15 GMT -5
I’m excited to see it :3.)
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Jul 26, 2019 2:03:17 GMT -5
Damn I started it then it all got deleted
Starting again XD)
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on Jul 26, 2019 2:04:38 GMT -5
I hate it when that happens.)
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Jul 26, 2019 2:40:41 GMT -5
It must be maybe ten years since the 90th Hunger Games, when one nightmare ended and another began. Sometimes it feels like I never left the arena, but luckily I have my husband to pull me out whenever I feel like I’m back there. A husband who understands everything I’ve been through.
Everest and I got married a few years after the start of the rebellion. They had busted us out of the Capitol some time before and the rebellion was in full swing still, and it was a very dangerous and dark time for the rebellion. We’d felt there was no point in waiting for a time of peace.
“We could die any day, Maddie,” Everest had told me “and if I die I want it to be with a ring on my finger.”
And so that was what we did. A small wedding, with most of the rebels we knew attending, including the tributes from the arena that had survived up to that point. We were the first of the tributes to get married, a title we are rather proud of.
We waited until after the rebellion ended, though, until we had a child. War was not a place to bring a child into the world. And so we have a beautiful daughter, who just turned five.
And that is how I find myself standing in a ruined city, the buildings so destroyed it is hard to tell which were already destroyed when the Arena fell and which were toppled in the carnage. The buildings bring back some hard memories.
The Capitol used to keep the Arenas for awful holidays for their residents, now they are kept as museums and monuments so that we never forget. We never let the Games happen again.
This final arena is impeccably preserved really, you can practically still see our footprints in the sandy ground. I walk hand in hand with my husband, my free hand resting on my pregnant belly, as a little girl with tan skin, dark hair and bright blue eyes runs ahead of us.
“Don’t go too far, Ayla!” I call out
We have come out to meet some of the others, finally seeing one another face to face after so many years. And that is when I begin to see figures approaching me from different directions.
A man with brown hair and brown eyes walks alongside a woman with coal black hair and emerald eyes. Two little girls around Ayla’s age barrel ahead of them, one with hair somewhere between the brown of her father and the black of her mother, and Holly’s shining green eyes - and I’ll be damned if that isn’t Burton’s smile. The other girl looks neither like Burton nor Holly, with bright blonde hair and blue eyes, and I know that this is their adopted daughter. The two girls seem to see Ayla and, in an unspoken agreement, they all divert to play a small distance away from their parents.
A woman with dark hair and distinctive green and brown eyes is with a man with dark hair and blue eyes. A little boy runs between them, dark-haired like both of his parents and with Alessandro’s eyes. His eyes hold the keen intelligence of his mother, though. He heads off to join the girls too.
“Play nice, Milo,” the boy’s mother cautions
I rush forward as fast as my pregnancy allows first to embrace Holly, the girl who went through everything in the Capitol and the rebellion with me. Even though I know she struggled because Everest and I had one another, we did become close in the Capitol. Being tortured in front of one another and spending as much time in adjacent cells as we did does that.
“It’s been too long,” is all I can muster
It’s all I can do not to cry; I’m not an emotional person but this reunion is enough to make my voice crack.
“Let’s not wait so long next time,” Holly says with a smile
Her gaze moves down to my bump, which we’d both had to manoeuvre to make sure she avoided squishing during our hug.
“Congratulations, Mrs Stonewell,” Holly grins
“Thanks,” I laugh “Everest reckons it’s going to be a boy.”
I move on to Burton next, who hugs me before I even move to hug him. Burton always was like that.
“Had to meet here, huh?” he jokes
“I’d like to see you think of a better place,” I reply with a raised eyebrow
“Literally anywhere,” is Burton’s reply
Next I hug Macaria, who seems a little surprised that I did so. She stiffens for a moment, but after a moment hugs me back.
“We’re friends, you know,” I chuckle “seriously, you threaten to murder a girl’s would-be husband once...”
“It’s good to see you, Seven,” Macaria says, and her tone is warm, her smile genuine, her eyes bright and happy.
And finally, Alessandro, who hugs me a little more readily than Macaria, probably since he was prepared for it
“I never did apologise about breaking your ankle, did I?” I ask
“No, but it’d be weird if you did now,” Alessandro laughed “besides, I think we’re even.”
That much was true. During the rebellion we had saved one another’s lives more often than I can count. We don’t owe one another anything.
Everest and the others all exchange embraces too, before he looks at the scene around us.
“So, we really did it, huh?” Everest says
“Yeah, we did,” I smile
But my gaze isn’t on the ruined city, it’s on the children playing together a little distance away. A new generation who can grow up without fear. Of course, their parents will always bear the scars, both physical and emotional. But we created a world for them, a safe one that we didn’t get ourselves.
“I’m proud of us.”
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on Jul 26, 2019 2:54:30 GMT -5
(Oh I’m sad now.
I know 3 things you don’t that prevent this future...
somehow the possibility of this happy ending makes the real one even more depressing.
It was written amazingly though :3.)
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Jul 26, 2019 2:57:50 GMT -5
Aww yeah I figured this ending wouldn’t be possible since some of them die but it’s sad that they won’t get this ending. But thank you I’m glad you liked it)
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Jul 26, 2019 3:00:45 GMT -5
(I have a feeling I know what happens to Holly though and if I’m right then damn that is the saddest ending possible for her tbh)
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on Jul 26, 2019 3:03:07 GMT -5
Tell me your speculations sir.
Because I’m in the revealing mood for the fic :3.)
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Jul 26, 2019 3:04:32 GMT -5
(Okay, I think Holly becomes an Avox, which is a sad enough ending as it is
I also know that two characters from our couples die - if Burton was one of them that would truly be a devastating ending for Holly so I’m putting him up on the chopping block as one of the two. As for the other one I’m not sure. Obviously though either Everdrya or Macaria/Arlo will be split up which is very sad
I get the feeling the hanged tribute is one of the tributes in the couples)
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on Jul 26, 2019 3:07:05 GMT -5
Okay. Yes.
To what?
You’ll figure it out. And my goodness what do you think I do, take away everything Holly can ever have? haha jk I already do that) |
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Jul 26, 2019 3:08:36 GMT -5
Hehe I like knowing but also not knowing x like I was right about something but I still get the mystery of finding out what
Hahaha yeah you do to Holly what I did to Burton tbh)
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Jul 26, 2019 3:38:43 GMT -5
Oh wow that’s amazing you’ve done such a good job with the hinting and the mysteries I love it so much!
Ooh I just realised does everyone know the synopsis for the next chapter?)
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Jul 26, 2019 3:40:30 GMT -5
Also yooo you have to give some hints about the deaths so we can speculate about who dies)
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on Jul 26, 2019 3:45:18 GMT -5
(Hmmm...
One’s name contains an M, this can be first name, last name, nicknames, Capital names, and/or terms of endearment.)
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Jul 26, 2019 3:48:35 GMT -5
(Ooooh intriguing x I can think of a couple of tributes who fit that criterion. I can’t wait for this tbh it’s gonna be sad and dramatic
And then after we’ve been heartbroken by the deaths we can write more happy au future stuff XD)
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on Jul 26, 2019 3:57:26 GMT -5
Literally me spoiling the whole fic.)
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Jul 26, 2019 4:04:39 GMT -5
Nah you’re not it’s totally okay!
Also you gotta tell me whether Alessandro and Macaria get redemption arcs! Since they were awful to everyone in the Arena XD Also Halina I mean it looks like she gets one at least a little as an awesome rebel fighter)
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on Jul 26, 2019 4:12:12 GMT -5
(I think I’m going to catch some Zs.
Night!)
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Jul 26, 2019 4:12:45 GMT -5
Yeah it’s super late for you! Have a good sleep x <3)
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Post by 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨 on Jul 26, 2019 4:23:35 GMT -5
(Thanks :3.)
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Jul 26, 2019 5:01:00 GMT -5
Oh also I forgot to say I was just reading the prologue again with the hanged tribute and I never mentioned what a badass said tribute was at their execution. I know of only two characters who fit the death criterion you gave (off the top of my head anyway) and I’m very interested to see which of them it will be  But anyway yes goodnight!) |
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Jul 26, 2019 5:58:37 GMT -5
 Okay but Tell me this isn’t Holly) |
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Jul 26, 2019 8:39:31 GMT -5
Leo Can’t explain it, got Halina vibes
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Demisexual
Leo
Surviving off Thai tea and Miguel O'hara
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Post by Leo on Jul 26, 2019 8:53:29 GMT -5
Leo Can’t explain it, got Halina vibes it’s so Halina tho 😂) |
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Jul 26, 2019 8:56:46 GMT -5
(I love Halina she’s great x if she doesn’t survive the fic I may riot)
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Jul 26, 2019 9:03:49 GMT -5
Oh also I’m thinking of more writing I want to do and I’m feeling a love admission scene. I feel most invested in Everdrya right now but I can also do it for Arlo and Macaria if people want that.
So if we join Everdrya in the Capitol for a love confession, anyone got any fun ideas or preferences for how they want Everdrya to finally actually confess their love?)
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