every ship is equal, and no one is more powerful than the sea.

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FIVE THINGS MEME

HOW TO PLAY
- Give me as many "five things" prompt for any characters or fandom that you know I'm into
- I will try to write it
- no promises.


COMPLETE
five moments of gay panic for victor
four times victor missed nathan before finding him again (and one time he really didn't)
five disastrous toasts from victor and nathan's big gay wedding
five things about avenger victor and supervillain karolina
five times chase and victor were not friends
five ways victor's bad end could've gone
four successful missions nathan and victor went on (and one that could have gone a lot better)
five moments inside the mentor's lounge
five times victor regretted letting nathan move in

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THIS WAS ALREADY WRITTEN AND I WANNA POST IT

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i.
It started about four years after Haymitch won, he thinks. Around then things start to get hazy, because the bottle got more appealing and the room was more crowded with people who'd known each other long enough to be friendly. There was an older crowd, along with Mags, that gave way for younger mentors, a fresh face each year while someone happily (or in the first few District's case, not so happily) stayed home for the ceremonies.

They were younger and drunker or at least Haymitch had been.

"Fifteen credits on your boy biting it in the next hour," Haymitch slurs, hand on Chaff's shoulder. He swat the kid away with his good hand, but pays up when it came true.

"You don't think that's a little distasteful?" Saura sniffs, District Five, wound up with all the meds to keep her body moving after the night terrors.

"Lady," Haymitch mutters, sinking as deep into the couch as he could manage, smothering the sound of his own Tributes being slaughtered. "I think we make our own tastefulness from now on."

Twenty credits on Enobaria, was the next bet. It was a solid win, not that any of them needed the money.






ii.
One of the Careers has a baby.

It's not new or anything, Careers take to the Games as easily as breathing, so finding someone to spend the rest of their hard-won lives with isn't as difficult as it is for the outlying regions. They just usually don't coach other kids to kill when they're bouncing one of their own on their knee.

It's like looking at an alien, passing the picture of a baby between them while Devon brags to the air about the boy's weight, his firm grip.

"He'll be in here with us in no time, huh?" someone says, someone who ends up with no teeth for the rest of the night. They were lucky, Devon crushed skulls in his Games, and teeth are easier to replace than brain matter. Still, the message is clear; Even for a Career, this isn't exactly the honor you go to night hoping to bestow on your children.

Cecelia is pregnant, but there weren't any other female champions in 11 to mentor in her place. The other mentors give her a couch to herself, let her put her feet up. It's naturally more foreign to them than the photo of the baby, that there is a live person in her belly, that in twelve short years the kid could be in front of them on that screen. It's a threat nobody raises, not just to save their teeth. You can't let the kids from another district be real, they can't be flesh and blood to you when you're not the one spilling it.