District One was less loyal to the Capitol than anyone would realise, with small acts of rebellion hidden beneath its facade. The majority of its children feared the Reaping. They feared their name being pulled, and no one volunteering. There weren't supposed to be any volunteers this year-all the older kids were either dead or incapacitated. District One would have two reaped tributes, something that hadn't happened in over twenty years.
Unless someone went rogue.
Artemis Rosestone was never in the extended sports program. It had been her dream as a child, but she hadn't been picked. It was an elite program; only eighty kids per year were admitted. So, for half her life, she'd pretended that she never wanted to be a victor when she grew up. Even when her little sister's name is pulled for the Seventy-Second Hunger Games, she volunteers without thinking. Artemis didn't think she'd stand a chance, after all, she wasn't good enough for extended sports, but better that it was her and not Iris who would die far away from home.
She'd die far away from home in some random field, wearing a necklace from a girl she's never once spoken to, just admired from afar. A necklace that was possibly the most expensive thing in the entire district. A message that the prettiest girl in the district liked her.
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TW/CW: canon-typical triggers, suicide+suicidal ideation, SH, disordered eating, SA.
Glimmer/Fem!OC
Basically, this fic is based on a shower thought I had that there's no way that Katniss was the only person to volunteer for a younger sibling. Also, the internet was sorely lacking in Glimmer/Fem!OC content, so I'm writing this to make sixteen-year-old me happy.
This fic is the first in the series. Also posted on AO3 (under a different title at the moment). AO3 version has some extra commentary in the A/N, also has a second fic with some scenes with different POV's.
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