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    Katniss is fast, and brave, and she never ever thinks more than she has to. It's like she has a whole conversation in her head in a second and acts while Prim is still deciding what to do. On Reaping Day, Prim's brain hadn't even finished screaming no no no no before Katniss' voice overpowered her. Now, Rue's frozen in place but Katniss shoves her, sends her sprawling backwards into the long grass, and the spear drives itself into Katniss' chest.

    Katniss dies, and Rue wins the 74th Hunger Games. Prim will never forgive the girl who took her sister ... except maybe she will. Maybe Rue isn't the one to blame after all.

    The genesis of a revolution in four notes.

    Fanart by Цитадель.

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    When Diana Barry learns that Aunt Josephine was romantically involved with her deceased companion, Gertrude, she has what appears to be a homophobic meltdown. In reality, Diana is panicking because the realisation that bosom friendship needs not be of a platonic nature forces her to re-evaluate her relationship with Anne.

    This fic contains spoilers for season one and two of "Anne With an E", but takes some liberties regarding who says what to whom in canon.

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    "This is the house that built me and I'm gonna burn it down." - Clementine von Radics, 'Courtney Love Prays to Oregon'.

    If her husband ever hit her, Joanna would be sure to hit back. And then that night she’d welcome him between her legs, and slit his throat while he was at it. A little blood in the marriage bed is a natural thing, a maester once told Mother, as her complaints of the king’s roughness, his insistence on having her again so soon after the squirming, whining birth of Myrcella, were put to rest. Joanna was listening at the door. Men are brutal creatures, and women soft and delicate. It is unfortunate, but should be expected. Joanna still cries when she gets a cut, just softly and prettily, easily wiped away and forgotten. She does not cry at the sight of others’ blood. That is just the way of a lion, of any beast. They whine when they are hurt, but it does not mean they lose their appetite for meat.

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