#non-binary Yassen

[freesirius4life]

I offer this fanart of young non-binary Yassen for your head cannon @lolli-says-stuff

Also you guys. Nonbinary yassen. What do we think of that?

[valaks]

Prodigal Son - Hunger Games AU Outtake with @ahuuda

The kid was unfair.

Well, that wasn’t the best read but it also wasn’t that wrong. Rider did as much as he could with the resources he had. At least according to Yassen. Nile wasn’t sure how much he believed that. With all the gifts exhausted and the Feast completed there was no hint that Alex could supply and so he had taken his place, away from the Gamemakers and in the booth of District Eleven. He was a guest along with Yassen and sat at his feet. Yassen was idly twisting Rider’s hair as they watched Nile’s last victor on the screen.

She had made it far - the final eight. But that didn’t mean shit. Not when the kid had a million tricks up his sleeves. In reality, he didn’t know how much control they would give a newly minted Gamemaker just out of the arena himself. Yassen hadn’t seemed at all bothered as his Tributes fell to the environmental threats. Just looked placidly on, and then accepted Nile’s invitation to sit with him to watch the rest of the games.

On-screen, his tribute hesitated.

The choice of the bubbling prismatic springs seemed easy compared to the horde of Careers chasing after her. Especially after the bubbling blue one had saved her. But the announcers winced and the camera cut as her skin sloughed off in the boiling hot water. Nile stood, slamming a sword into the dummy they had brought in for this exact purpose.

“God damn it.” Rubber and foam pieces showered around where Yassen was still relaxing peacefully on the couch. And Rider, Rider was shrinking away. Nile snatched the front off his shirt and pulled him up until his feet barely touched the ground

“It wasn’t my fault- “ he began before Nile could even question.

Nile couldn’t keep himself from slamming him into the wall - Askari had had a chance. “Bullshit I saw your sketches.”

“Nile.” Yassen said flatly.

Obediently he dropped Rider. He would need a hate fuck later and the kid wasn’t going to get in the way of that.

To his credit, Alex didn’t run to Mommy. Just straightened up and faced Nile head on. Alright, he could appreciate that. Time to teach then.

“You have to let the kids kill each other, this environmental shit doesn’t give enough chances.”

“I thought it was a kindness,” Alex spat, Nile had watched his games, Alex had been a fighter. If one of the mutts had killed him it would have been a tragedy and he would have died pissed off.

“Nothing about this is kind, kid. But at least one way they have a fighting chance and the Capitol will feel better.”

Those brown eyes glared up, “I’ll go let the Senior Gamemakers know of your critiques, Victor Abara.” And damn if he was right, kid was still a kid, even in those circuits. He brushed past Nile and Yassen and then the door slammed shut.

Yassen sighed and unfolded herself.

“Not you too.”

Yassen shot him a withering look.

“He trusted us enough to watch the games. The and now look what you did went unsaid. “I’ll be in the gamemakers quarters if you need me.”

[valaks]

Another day, another hyper specific AU that appeals only to us