divergent 30 day challenge

[day 1: your faction]

Dauntless and Erudite

I really tried, but I can’t pick between just one. I feel Dauntless because I care about other people and I am not afraid of standing up for another person. I feel Erudite because I am incredibly curious and I love learning about everything.


a gale hawthorne fanmix (x)

01. Feeling Sorry by Paramore

You know it too

You can’t run from your shame

02. Hurricane by 30 Seconds to Mars

Tell me, would you kill to save your life

Tell me, would you kill to prove you’re right

03. Wish Them Well by Rush

Don’t even pause and ask them why

Turn around and say goodbye

All you can do is wish them well

04. The Anarchist by Rush

I lack their happiness and love

I envy them all these things

05. Better Man by Robbie Williams

Lord, I am doing all I can

To be a better man

06. The Trooper by Iron Maiden

And as I lay forgotten and alone

Without a tear I draw my parting groan

07. Wasted Years by Iron Maiden

When you can’t find the words to say

It’s hard to make it through another day

08. Fear of the Dark by Iron Maiden

I have constant fear

That something’s always near

09. Child in Time by Deep Purple

Sweet child in time

You’ll see the line

The line that’s drawn between

Good and bad

10. When a Blind Man Cries by Deep Purple

Had a friend once in a room, 

Had a good time but it ended much too soon. 

AU meme: Gale and Katniss got into the Games. Snow calls Gale.

“Would you like to drink something, Mr. Hawthorne?” he asks.

“No. Thank you, sir… but I am too young for drinking,” I reply and he grins at me. He nods and calls one of his assistants.

“Wise decision, Mr. Hawthorne… Wise decision,” President Snow nods again and takes a pill and a glass of water that a red-haired girl has just gave him. (…) “Do you know here from somewhere? The girl who has just left. Do you know her?”

I shake my head and my hands start sweating. He doesn’t know about what happened in the Woods… right? “No, of course not. I’ve never seen an avox in my whole life,” I hiss, but then I try to look a bit nicer to him. “They can’t talk, can they?”

“We cut their tongues, that’s why they are really polite…” Snow laughs and I try to smile, but his behaviour seems disgusting to me. (…) He walks to his balcony and stares at the Capitol, with his hands behind his back. “Some people told me you and Miss Everdeen know each other…”

“Oh, well… Yes, Sir.” That’s the moment when I realize I came here to talk about Katniss. “What else do you know about us?”

Snow laughs and takes a rose from his suit’s pocket and puts it on mine. “Let’s see… You appreciate each other. Some people said they wanted you two to get married someday, but well… The Games don’t help a lot, do they?” He turns at me. “Am I right?”

“We care each other, but not that way. Anyway, Katniss said she’ll never have kids and…” I start saying but he interrupts me.

“That means you thought about that, at least once. Marrying here could be great for you: she looks pretty and seems really nice and…”

I look away. “We are just friends,” this time I interrupt him, and Snow doesn’t like that. He stares at me for a few seconds.

How strong do you think you are, Mr. Hawthorne?” he asks me.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me, Mr. Hawthorne.”

“Strong enough to survive until the end, Sir.” I reply and he smiles, trying to contain his laugher. I try to walk away but he stops me, calling me.

“No! Wait, Mr. Hawthorne. I have to tell you something else, something that your little Seam’s brain can understand… You aren’t useful for me, so I could kill you easily -but I think you’ll understand your little friend Miss Everdeen might need some help. Don’t you think? Anyway, I recognize threat when I see it, and you two are one.”

I turn on my heels and look at his snake eyes. “I volunteered to protect her. As long as I’m still alive, she’ll be safe.”

“That’s what I wanted to clear you, Mr. Hawthorne…” he walks closer to me and touches the white rose he left on my coat’s pocket. “Maybe your heart won’t beat time enough in the Games…” He pats my shoulder and I frown. “Now you can leave, Mr. Hawthorne,” he grins again and I open the door.

Dedicated to my Tris on her birthday, Kalina (it’s tomorrow but well… you know)