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@va1keus asked : โ ย it hurts when you don't talk to me like you used to.ย โ ( for daphne from simon! ) from this meme.
daphne's expression softened at simon's words, heart aching as she forced her eyes to meet his for the first time in months. she'd been DISTRACTED with other things, namely because she believed that simon didn't want to talk to her. โ i didn't think that you WANTED to talk to me, โ heart racing at her admission, she glanced back away, eyes meeting the ground as she bit the inside of her cheek. shame washed over daphne as she thought about how he may have been hurting too. she'd iced him out because she'd convinced herself he didn't want her around.
โ why don't we sit down for dinner properly tonight ? none of this you in your office while i'm alone with MY THOUGHTS. โ it was a suggestion, an olive branch. an attempt to get back the love they'd once had. it was possible, daphne thought as she considered what to discuss. she used to be able to tell him anything, yet lately she'd been feeling as if she couldn't tell him anything at all.
there was HOPE that they'd be able to mend what was broken. that they'd burn for each other once more. their love didn't have to be broken forever, they would fix it. โ unless you have time to talk RIGHT NOW, โ daphne suggested, worrying at her lower lip. confidence was usually her strong suit, but at the moment, she'd felt anything but confidence.
๐ ย * ย โ ย ๐ท๐ฐ๐ต๐ฐ๐ต๐ฎ / ๐๐ฌ๐จ๐น๐ต๐ฐ๐ต๐ฎ ๐บ๐ฌ๐ต๐ป๐ฌ๐ต๐ช๐ฌ ๐บ๐ป๐จ๐น๐ป๐ฌ๐น๐บ.
โ ย i can't stop thinking about you even when i try.ย โ โ ย every time i see you, it's like my heart skips a beat.ย โ โ ย i never realized how much i needed you until you weren't there.ย โ โ ย do you ever feel like there's something missing ... like a piece of your heart is somewhere else?ย โ โ ย i wish i had the courage to tell you how i feel.ย โ โ ย if only you knew how much you truly mean to me.ย โ โ ย do you ever wonder what it would be like if things were different between us?ย โ โ ย sometimes i wonder if you ever think about me the way i think about you.ย โ โ ย i had a lot of dreams about you recently.ย โ โ ย somehow, you're always on my mind.ย โ โ ย i think i've been in love with you since the day we met - scratch that, i know i've been in love with you since the day we met.ย โ โ ย my biggest wish is to hold you close and never let you go.ย โ โ ย all my life i've felt like a part of me was missing, but with you i've finally found it.ย โ โ ย you deserve better than who i am right now, but i'm gonna keep trying to become someone you do deserve.ย โ โ ย every time you smile at me, i get this flutter in my chest.ย โ โ ย do you think i'll ever be worthy of your love?ย โ โ ย i want to be the person to make you happy. the one person you can always come to with whatever you need.ย โ โ ย will we ever get another chance together?ย โ โ ย you were the best thing that's ever happened to me.ย โ โ ย my biggest regret is ever letting you go.ย โ โ ย i'm still in love with you ... and i honestly never stopped.ย โ โ ย when i wake up in the morning, you're the first person i want to see.ย โ โ ย every time i wake up, i check if you wrote me another message.ย โ โ ย i wish i could be as important to you as you are to me.ย โ โ ย it hurts when you don't talk to me like you used to.ย โ โ ย i miss everything about you, your touch, your laugh, your smile. i wish i could have that back.ย โ โ ย i want to fall asleep wrapped in your arms.ย โ โ ย hold me closer; i always feel safer when you're with me.ย โ โ ย there's so much i wish i was able to tell you.ย โ โ ย i know things aren't easy right now, but i want to remain a fixture in your life. after all, you're one in mine.ย โ โ ย i miss the way you always made me smile.ย โ โ ย you're the reason i keep holding on.ย โ โ ย maybe we're supposed so to remain a case of 'right person, wrong time' forever.ย โ โ ย if only you knew how i feel about you.ย โ โ ย i'm yearning to hold your hand in mine.ย โ โ ย i think you are the one for me, and i hope one day i'll be the one for you, too.ย โ โ ย do you think i'll ever become more than a friend to you?ย โ โ ย my heart belongs to you, always and forever.ย โ โ ย my first instinct is to protect you, no matter the cost.ย โ โ ย i've been thinking about us a lot lately.ย โ
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While he laughed when she winced at her very first sip, Haymitch raised his eyebrows in surprise as she threw back the remainder all in one go and asked for more, "Well, color me impressed." If she was ready to cope like that, she might have a chance at retaining her sanity in the aftermath of the games. He knew how many people were starting to express an interest in her. He'd heard the whispers.
It made his stomach turn wondering whether she knew. She probably didn't know.
"Let's be honest with each other, Augustine. You don't care about my name any more than they evidently care about yours." He'd heard Flickerman say Autumn when she entered the room, but he'd thought her name sounded more like August. The alcohol hadn't completely disintegrated his memory yet, even if he would have liked it to.
People gave them a relatively decent amount of space, even her apparent handler stepping away. Haymitch had developed a caustic reputation. He found it afforded him more leeway than most people had, though perhaps that resulted more from not having anything left to lose. His life didn't even strike him as important enough to hold on to, at this point. He looked around, getting the attention of one of the Avoxes with a wink, "We'll just take that off you, then. Right?" Before they could react, Haymitch nicked the entire tray from their hands and placed it down on the table beside them, shifting plants out of the way without much regard for their wellbeing. He finished the glass he still had in one smooth motion before picking up another. He gestured to the tray, "Don't be shy. They know I'm a bad influence."
augustine had known people in her life that drank alcohol to cope with one thing or another, and it seemed to have worked for them, so she thought she may as well GET USED TO THE TASTE. her best friend's father had taken up drinking when his oldest and only son was reaped a few years ago for the games and unfortunately ended up being one of the first out. her grandfather had taken up drinking after losing his daughter and only grandson due to childbirth. that helped them, she'd thought, so why wouldn't alcohol help me ?
โ i do care about your name, i would like to know the name of the MAN WHO SAVED ME FROM AN AWKWARD SITUATION, โ augustine explained to him, just being honest with him. she was trying her hardest to be polite around these people, but> being a victor was confusing. everybody wanted to talk to her, but nobody wanted to actual listen to WHAT SHE WAS SAYING. it made her feel like she was just an object to them, something they could play with and humor until they got bored of her when the next victor was announced in the games following.
watching the man take the tray of drinks, augustine couldn't help but to wonder what kind of POWER he held in the capitol. she didn't quite know who he was. she hadn't seen his games, hadn't known he was a victor like she was. to her, this man was just another capitol member that came to celebrate her victory. a victory that she didn't deserve, she reminded herself. if her mother were alive, would she be disappointed about her daughter KILLING IN THE ARENA ? surely she would be.
eyes flickered from him to the tray before the redhead nodded. she grabbed one of the glasses and began to sip on the drink. she hated the taste, but she knew the only way to actually get to a point where she'd FORGET the games was to drink more. โ how many in do i need to be before it starts tasting good ? โ
Every year he attempted to drink enough not to remember most of the Hunger Games. The last couple settled in his memory as a relative blur of colors and voices with a sprinkle of interactions with Chaff. Except, no matter how hard he tried, Haymitch struggled to forget the faces of his tributes. Once their names were said on that stage, they were already corpses. Ghosts, in their own way, and they haunted him. They asked for advice and developed their strategies, but nearly all of them died in the first few minutes. What was the point of getting to know them?
Haymitch used to wonder if one of these days he might not wake up after a heavy drinking binge, but he'd lost even that hope in recent years. His body, it seemed, had an unfortunate amount of resilience as he slowly crawled through his thirties.
He watched the young victor in her green ribbon and plain white dress timidly make her way around from his vantage point against the wall. What was her name, again? Autumn? August? The way she stared off into the distance, as if there weren't people or walls around her, struck him as familiar. Watching her escort nudge her back to attention for the dozenth time that evening, Haymitch decided to step in with the only advice he had on offer: a drink.
The waiters kept at least one of their trays close to him as, if they didn't, he would inevitably cause a disruption for their attention; they knew from experience. He snagged two on his approach, stepping in just as she apologized to a woman in a hideously curled wig, interrupting on purpose, "No, what's rude would be not accepting a party favor." As he held it out to her, he suddenly frowned and looked down at the second one he'd taken for himself. What a joke, at an event like this. No ice, "Even if it doesn't have ice."
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โ thank you, โ augustine was grateful that the man seemed to pick up on her need for a drink. she took the glass he offered, green eyes finally lit up for the first time since BEFORE SHE'D BEEN REAPED. taking a sip, the timid girl found herself wincing at the bitter taste, how could people drink this stuff ? she thought as she threw the rest back, forcing herself to finish it. it wasn't that she wanted to drink because she liked it, she wanted to drink to forget. she was only just learning just how CRUEL the world could be, how much the capitol didn't care about anybody that wasn't from there.
as the woman who had been following her around the whole night like august was a dog on a lead let up a little, the redhead took a step closer to the man. โ how would i go about getting more ? this is a LOVELY PARTY, really, but i don't think i'd like to be, uh, sober anymore. โ hopefully she'd phrased that correctly and didn't offend him in any way. she just truly didn't want to be there. she didn't deserve a party. all she'd done was harm kill another person while he slept. that wasn't grounds for a big celebration. the people at this party didn't care to even learn her name, so why should she care if she appeased them by seeming happy and sober ?
she still hadn't been able to go back to eight and see her family. surely they would be grateful to SEE HER ALIVE. at least, augustine hoped that they would be. the second her name had been called, she noticed the whispering that took place amongst the elder members of her family. she's going to die in that arena. living had been something most would consider a gift, but augustine only saw it as a curse, a cruel and sick joke.
the HORRORS from the arena were already stuck inside of her mind. every time the frail girl closed her eyes, all she could see were the scenes from the games playing out as she watched. even in the games, everything had felt like an OUT OF BODY EXPERIENCE. โ i'm sorry, i don't think i ever caught your name---- i'm AUGUSTINE BLANCHARD. from district eight. โ her mother had taught her to be more polite than she was being at the moment, but with her mind in a million other places, it felt difficult to be polite. did the capitol members deserve politeness out of the girl that was forced to fight for her life ? surely she earned the right to be a little rude.
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Regret surfaced the moment he proposed this idea the moment the IRRITATING blonde began to speak, this ridiculous but logical idea he was sincere about just seconds prior. All while fiddling with something, hidden deep in his black dress pants pocket. An earring... one that certainly didn't belong to Livia Cardew. But for all she knew, it was just change in his pocket. His face flattened at some point, relaying her words silently in his head with insults. This was supposed to be the greatest idea he had of all... take someone he hated to be his future wife. Ensure love would never creep into his heart ever again.
Livia, a woman who made his gut sour in disgust each time she so much as spoke and a childhood bully he still even had a grudge for, was insane but that made it the perfect idea as it seemed to certainly ensure that. He didn't hate anyone more. But something... something about the earring in his palm seemed to switch the gears in his head. Maybe he just needed more time to think on this rash decision because once it was done, it would be done. He could never take it back without demolishing his future career he was after.
Thumb in his pocket grazed over the texture on the earring, the decision splitting itself and having him drawing back from it as quick as it had became. How could he go back on his word now? He fretted, for a few seconds until mind got to calculating an idea. He'll just deem this as some cunning joke he's playing on her. That's it. His eyes even began to sparkle with amusement. "Oh, that would be grand Livia...." Coryo's tone sounded so enthused, like he wasn't just bashing how obnoxious it was. Then flattened to break the news, "If only I hadn't been joking."
livia's expression dropped as he wrote his words off as nothing more than a joke. she didn't care about marrying for love, she'd already prepared herself for an unhappy marriage with something on the side her husband would pretend to not know about. the blow HIT HER HARDER than she'd even expected. โ joking ? you were joking, coriolanus ? surely you'd want to rethink that, what with you wanting to get ahead and all. โ oh yes, livia heard through the grapevine that he would be trying for president one day. her family controlled the LARGEST BANK IN THE CAPITOL, surely that was worth something to him, she was worth something to him.
no, it wasn't a crush, it wasn't love. it was livia's tendency to be power hungry, have the best of the best. she could afford to shop around when it came to potential husbands, but what good was that when she could have somebody JUST AS AMBITIOUS as her.
โ you aren't still hung up over that district girl, are you ? she's trash, not good enough for you. do you seriously think that she'd work as your FUTURE FIRST LADY ? no, she doesn't know how to be proper. it makes me sick that she'd found a way to hypnotize you. that must be the reason that the great coriolanus snow fell for another district whore. โ the words came out biting, full of jealousy.
no, livia didn't WANT coriolanus to love her, but she did want to be the first lady of panem one day. she observed the way he was rising to the top, so she would hop on that elevator and rise with him. โ isn't it rather embarrassing to have cheated for her ? โ word of what he'd done had spread like wildfire, yet it had died just as quickly with help from dr. gaul. livia of course kept it fresh in her memory, knowing one day it would come in handy. she knew how to play the game of A CAPITOL SOCIALITE.
i'm finally almost caught up on bridgerton, so i will be adding the following muses:
daphne basset (nรฉe bridgerton) eloise bridgerton francesca bridgerton hyacinth bridgerton kate bridgerton (nรฉe sharma) edwina sharma and then possibly penelope featherington (i'm not sure i'd be able to capture her voice, so she'd be in testing if i do add her)
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Coriolanus felt irritation coil within him as she pouted at him. It was childish and he wasn't going to tolerate that from her. If she thought it was going to work on him to get what she wanted, she was sadly mistaken. She was going to be his wife and eventually the First Lady of Panem and he wouldn't have her behaving like a toddler, in front of him nor in public. She could save that nonsense for her parents who might be willing to indulge her immature behaviour.
"Invested in us, yes. Us behaving like we're part of a three ring circus, no. There are enough clowns already in the Capitol. They don't require our participation in their tomfoolery." Livia was correct. That they did need people interested in their relationship. He had already ensured there had been some photos of them together in the social pages of the newspaper and Flickerman had already talked about their budding romance on his gossip show. The seeds were being planted and would start to bloom in the coming months.
"I do hope you're going to be more charming to toward the public Livia. Insulting them is not the way to win hearts or votes." He glared at her, pausing just long enough to take a sip of his coffee. "Choose whatever ring you want, just be discreet about it. I'll buy it and make sure there are rumours circulating about being seen at the jewellers when the time is right. Better still, design one for yourself and I'll have it made. It seems even more romantic then buying something off the shelf." He didn't want to waste time ring shopping, knowing anything he bought for her would be met with disapproval. She was a greedy thing and never satisfied. Once again, he wondered why he was choosing her as his wife. But controlling the Bank of Panem was too appealing to let slip through his fingers.
"As for my demands, I have a few. For starters, we're not moving into my Penthouse, I'm keeping that for myself." Coriolanus had little doubt she had been eyeing that, for it was the grandest apartment in all of the Capitol. No doubt she wanted to live there and show off to her friends and family and the rest of the Capitol. He could only imagine the photoshoots she would want to stage there and his stomach churned at the thought of his space being disrupted. "We can tell everyone we want a fresh start together as a couple. I chose the apartment, which will be on the Corso and you decorate it as you see fit. We will not live together until after the wedding."
livia didn't see anything wrong with wanting a GRAND PROPOSAL and wedding just as grand. if she wasn't going to be marrying for love, she deserved that at the very least. thankfully he was allowing her to plan a grand wedding as well as engagement party. she'd have everybody they'd went to school with wishing that they were in her shoes. they'd be foaming with jealousy. she'd always been obsessed with the idea of people being envious of her and her life.
โ wanting something for people to envy isn't behaving like part of a three-ring circus. not like that girl you'd been obsessed with. what was her name ? whatever it is, do not compare us to that. she was a circus freak, we're charming, perfectly poised, and the example of the perfect capitol couple. โ livia didn't care about the way she talked of that DISTRICT GIRL, she was sure that he was over her and that he had come to his senses. surely coriolanus knew that marrying livia was WAY BETTER than marrying that weak, fragile girl from twelve.
nodding along to him speaking about the ring, she began to get ideas of what she'd wanted. she'd practically had a ring picked out already----- well, a visual thought of what she wanted. designing her own ring ? it caught her off-guard, yet there was something about the idea that she was drawn to. she could get as many diamonds as she wanted, precious gems that only the MOST ELITE got. her band would be gold, there would be precious gems along it with a giant diamond in the center of the ring. bigger and better than persephone price's ring, that would be for sure.
jaw dropping once he mentioned not living in his penthouse, livia narrowed her eyes at him. AS IF she would agree to that ! it wasn't fair. livia had every right to that penthouse as his bride-to-be ! โ you must be joking if you think that i'm going to agree to not living in that penthouse. that idea is off of the table, unless of course you wouldn't like access to the bank of panem. โ she was hoping that would get him to change his mind, to reconsider living in the penthouse. she didn't care about him not wanting to live together until after the wedding, that wasn't a concern of hers. she didn't care whether they did or not, but withholding the penthouse after marriage ? what a ridiculous idea.
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idk who that is lol. my name is eleanor, but you can call me elle!!
starter call for muses i have the most muse for !
please list down below which muse you'd like a starter from (from this list. i'll be posting another starter call later on where you can request any of my muses !) & say which muse of yours it's for !
alice chambers (don't worry darling; fc: florence pugh) amy march (little women; fc: florence pugh) annie cresta (the hunger games; fc: kristine froseth) barbie (barbie 2023; fc: margot robbie) belle french (once upon a time; fc: rachel zegler) beverly marsh (stephen king's it; fc: liana liberato) bree van de kamp (desperate housewives; fc: marcia cross) carly shay (icarly; fc: olivia rodrigo) cathy hiatt (the last five years; fc: anna kendrick) donna sheridan (mamma mia: here we go again; fc: lily james) emma swan (once upon a time; fc: jennifer morrison) georgia miller (ginny & georgia; fc: brianne howey) heather chandler (heathers; fc: jenny boyd) heather mcnamara (heathers; fc: coco jones) jo march (little women; fc: saoirse ronan) josie saltzman (legacies; fc: kaylee kaneshiro) joy mercer (house of anubis; fc: olivia rodrigo) katniss everdeen (the hunger games; fc: erana james) livia cardew (the ballad of songbirds and snakes; fc: emily alyn lind) lizzie saltzman (legacies; fc: jenny boyd) lucy gray baird (the ballad of songbirds and snakes; fc: rachel zegler) nina martin (house of anubis; fc: luna blaise) patricia williamson (house of anubis; fc: jenna ortega) quinn fabray (glee; fc: madison iseman) rachel berry (glee; fc: diana silvers) richie tozier (stephen king's it; fc: justice smith) steve harrington (stranger things; fc: joe keery) veronica sawyer (heathers; fc: rachel zegler)
Coriolanus instantly regretted the suggestion the moment the words left his mouth. He could see the mirth in her eyes, as though she was considering laughing at his mention of marriage. Any woman in the Capitol should be salivating at the chance for him to put a ring on their finger. He had been moving on and up with the government. Moving through the ranks of Game Maker and now Head Game Maker and Head of the War Department. The next obvious step was running for President when the time was right.
But the Capitol was old fashioned and he knew he needed a pretty little Capitol bride on his arm. The citizens would want to see him settled down with a wife and maybe a child or two to ensure they would accept him. His popularity was growing but being a 'bachelor' made them uncomfortable. He needed a family and he wasn't above creating one he didn't want or even like to get the position he had been working for since he was 7 years old.
Livia was pretty enough. She came from an old guard family. A powerful family since her mother owned the Bank of Panem. It was the primary deciding factor in considering her as his wife. Livia was an only child so upon her parents passing, the bank would go to Livia and as her husband, he would easily be able to pull strings behind the scenes. In the event of Livias death, the bank would be left to him as care taker until their children were of age and capable of running it. He would have complete control the money across Panem. A delicious thought indeed.
Still, he couldn't stand Livia. She was an uppity little thing with a sharp tongue. He would never love her. If anything, he loathed her already. But she would be a useful tool to him and he couldn't deny that. If she caused him too many problems, she could always tragically die of the flu once he had what he wanted from her.
"Don't make it sound like I'm pulling teeth Livia.' If she was expecting him to woo her, she was sadly mistaken. They'd gone on some dates, given the newspapers their 'blossoming romance' to gossip about. But this was little more than a business transaction. "You certainly have plenty of demands and yet you seem to think I won't have any of my own?"
"A public proposal is unbecoming of a lady of your station. You can choose the ring or I'll do it for you. We can announce the engagement and you can plan the most over the top engagement party and then wedding you want." He would have preferred something quite, refined, dignified. But if it satisfied Livias need for attention and opulence, he would allow it. The Capitol would enjoy it and it would in the newspapers for weeks. Flickerman would jump at the chance to cover their engagement and wedding. He had the news anchor wrapped around his little finger.
livia was DIFFICULT TO PLEASE, having been spoiled by her parents all of her life, so not getting her way was not an option. there was a lot expected of her growing up and even now. everybody expected her to succeed in life, to take over the bank and marry well. marry rich. she had to live up to these standards or she'd be seen as a failure. she assumed that it was the same way for coriolanus as well, that he also had to marry well. that was probably why he'd given up that district girl and went for a more proper woman.
still, despite all of that, she knew her place as the bride-to-be. the future wife of the man that she had never gotten along with. she knew that she couldn't push his buttons too badly. there would have to be moments when she held her tongue, going along with whatever he'd say like the DUTIFUL WIFE. if she played her cards right, livia would have a good life with him----- even if they never learned to love one another. she didn't care about love, just power and fame. she'd never once experienced love and didn't expect to any time soon.
โ i'm not making it seem that way, i would just like something to make everybody envious. don't you want people INVESTED in our relationship, dear ? โ tilting her head, livia's cold gaze met his own. pursing pouty lips together, she let out a huff. โ what are your demands then ? โ they could surely make some kind of agreement and she'd get what she wanted either way.
โ fine. i don't expect you to be able to choose a ring WORTH SHOWING OFF anyway. i just hope you don't expect me to pay for my own ring. โ ears perked at the way he told her that she could plan an over the top engagement party as well as wedding. that was more like it. maybe he wouldn't prove to be a useless husband after all. โ everybody in the capitol will be envious of us. we'll be the most talked about in all of panem. โ as if they weren't already. she decided that her their wedding would be a big event, something that would top any wedding in the history of panem so far. it would be an event people would talk about for years.
open to any thg (pre-68th games victors, capitol members, etc.)/tbosas or crossover / muse : augustine blanchard, oc mutuals & non-mutuals fandom : thg/tbosas
lights flashed around augustine as she was taken through a crowd of wealthy capitol members. her win felt wrong, undeserved. she hadn't WANTED to kill, but she also didn't want to die. none of the tributes did, it was sick and twisted to have them fight in the arena light that. heart pounding in her chest, the freckled girl felt her hands shaking as she was rushed to the center of the room. murmurs of how she should have been happy to win surrounded her, barely sticking out over the sound of her heart beating at ninety miles an hour. she felt as if she were going to be sick, eyes glued to the ground as she barely kept up with the woman dragging her around.
โ sorry. โ voice was barely heard over the loud chatter coming from the crowd. the victor from eight wished to crawl out of her skin as she shrunk down, attempting to become smaller so that she wouldn't bump into anybody again. she hated this, hated the way she'd been dressed for this event that was SUPPOSEDLY TO CELEBRATE her victory. augustine's long red hair was tied back with green ribbon and she wore a simple white dress. she stuck out like a sore thumb, as if to tell everybody that she was not a member of the capitol.
finally, the room went silent and the girl could hear her thoughts again----- at least just a little over the sound of her heart pounding. was it getting louder ? oh god, she was going to be sick. the flickerman host began speaking words that she couldn't make out until he'd gotten her name wrong. AUTUMN BLANCHETTE, he'd said which had her internally cringing. โ augustine blanchard. โ the redhead mumbled, only catching the attention of one other in the room.
she came from a small family in district eight, not used to attention like this. when she was reaped, she'd seen the looks on people's faces in the district. she wasn't expected to win. her win felt UNDESERVED. augustine felt some sort of imposter syndrome thinking about the way she'd won. she couldn't shake how TERRIBLE she felt when she'd taken advantage of the situation when the other tribute was sleeping. it was something that would haunt her for the rest of her life, she was sure.
lost in thought, augustine hadn't noticed the person speaking to her until she felt the nudge of the woman who'd been dragging her around all night. โ oh, i must seem SO RUDE. i'm so sorry. what were you saying ? โ she was partly grateful for her train of thought being broken by them. the more distractions, the better. especially given that she couldn't seem to get over to where a waiter was holding a tray of drinks.
open to coriolanus snow / muse : livia cardew mutuals & non-mutuals
livia should have laughed in his face when coriolanus snow brought up marriage. she almost did, yet she found herself strangely wanting to accept. he had money as well as a promising future. she'd be insane to let some other woman marry him and steal all of the glory. all her life livia knew she'd never marry for love, that was just a given for most women in the capitol. plus, he wasn't unattractive by any means, so it wasn't like she'd be stuck with somebody that wasn't visually pleasing. shallow as it seemed, livia was not going to marry somebody hideous.
โ i'll do it, but i expect a spectacle, A PUBLIC PROPOSAL that will make persephone price's proposal seem like a PUBLIC EXECUTION. i also want a big wedding. one that will be the envy of every woman in the capitol. โ it was the least he could do for asking her in this manner. livia deserved the biggest and best----- she would get it one way or another.
growing up, livia may have teased coriolanus for being an orphan, but it wasn't HER fault that it was true. plus, she was young. who could fault her on that ? still, in the end, he'd clearly come to his senses and chose a SENSIBLE woman to be his bride, rather than some low-life district girl who didn't deserve his time of day. it had worried livia ----- well not really, but she feigned concern to others ----- when she'd heard rumor that he'd gone soft for a girl from the districts. she couldn't even remember her name, but she knew it wasn't something sophisticated enough for a future first lady of panem.
๐ ย * ย โ ย ๐ช๐จ๐น๐ฐ๐ต๐ฎ ๐ท๐น๐ถ๐ด๐ท๐ป๐บ. (ย add " + " to reverse the action.ย ย )
โ ย do you want to tell me about your day?ย โ โ ย here, you look like you're freezing.ย โ โ ย i love you just the way you are, and i'm here to remind you of that whenever you need to hear it.ย โ โ ย i promise i'll always be here if you need me.ย โ โ ย i wish i could take away all your pain.ย โ โ ย i'll stand by you, no matter what challenges may come our way.ย โ โ ย i'm gonna make sure nothing bad will ever happen to you.ย โ โ ย if you need a shoulder to lean on or someone to listen, i'm here.ย โ โ ย if you need someone to talk to i'm always just one phone call away.ย โ โ ย it's okay. i've got you. you're safe now.ย โ โ ย it's okay to feel this way, we've all been there.ย โ โ ย it's okay to lean on others for support occasionally.ย โ โ ย just let me take care of you for a bit.ย โ โ ย no matter what happens, you'll always have a place in my heart.ย โ โ ย what do you need me to do to make you feel better?ย โ โ ย you can always ask me for help if you need it.ย โ โ ย you just relax and let me do the rest. you deserve a break.ย โ โ ย you look like you could use a hug.ย โ โ ย you're always taking care of me so no it's my turn to return the favor.ย โ โ ย you're not alone in this. i'm here for you, no matter what.ย โ
[ blanket ] sender draping a blanket over receiver's shoulders [ breaths ] sender helping receiver to calm down by using breathing techniques [ compliment ] sender complimenting receiver to make them smile [ cry ] sender offering receiver a shoulder to cry on [ gift ] sender giving receiver a small gift [ hand ] sender holding receiver's hand while they're walking [ hug ] sender pulling receiver into a tight embrace [ injured ] sender helping an injured receiver with everyday tasks [ jokes ] sender trying to make receiver laugh [ kindness ] sender surprising receiver with random acts of kindness [ massage ] sender giving receiver a shoulder massage to tend to their sore muscles [ patterns ] sender drawing random patterns on receiver's skin [ pillow ] sender offering receiver to use them as a pillow [ scars ] sender gently tracing receiver's scars [ sick ] sender bringing a sick receiver whatever they need ( food / medicine / etc. ) [ steady ] sender wrapping an arm around receiver's waist to steady them [ support ] sender quietly sitting down next to receiver to let them know they're there [ touch ] sender letting receiver know they're there through simple touch [ warmth ] sender pulling receiver into their arms to share body heat [ wound ] sender cleaning / bandaging receiver's wound(s)
๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ (a collection of prompts for muses who just love to flirt. Feel free to adjust phrasing and gendered terms as necessary)ย
"Let me distract you."
"Let's misbehave."
"I can't stop thinking about you."
"Can I borrow a kiss? I promise I'll give it back."
"I'm putting you on my to-do list."
"I'd look good on you."
"Don't bite your lip, I want to do that."
"Do you have a name or can I just call you mine?"
"I seem to have lost my number, can I have yours?"
"You're even more beautiful than yesterday."
"Shouldn't you be in my bed?"
"Trouble never looked so goddamn fine."
"You're a bad idea, but I like bad ideas."
"Maybe we should just kiss to break the tension."
"If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun."
"You're a shy little thing, aren't you?"
"Let's flip coins. Head, I'm yours. Tails, you're mine."
"Smile is the second best thing you can do with your lips."
"Your lips would look so much better on mine."
"You know we should save some water, shower together."
"You like me because I'm a scoundrel."
"I'll do anything for a woman with a knife."
"The fastest way to shut me up is to kiss me."
"I just want you to be happy! And perhaps a little bit naked."
"I like my bed, but I'd rather be in yours."
"Are you cake? 'Cause I want a piece of that."
"Your shirt has to go, but you can stay."
"You owe me a drink because when I saw you I dropped mine."
"You must be tired, because you've been running through my mind all day."
"Maybe making out for a few minutes would help us figure things out."
"Stop saying things that make me want to kiss the hell out of you."
