smells like home.

𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙨𝙤 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙜. 𝙬𝙚'𝙡𝙡 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨

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that girl from 7, she’s a mess. she won’t make it past the cornucopia.    johanna mason of the hunger games trilogy, by nosta.

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i revived my elain archer/on tehehe @deceiful

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Peeta set a whole new blueprint for how a love interest in YA can act and be like. Peeta literaly defied the "tall dark and broody" and violent stereotype on YA books and i love him for it 🫶🏻

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you 🤝🏼 me: same brain cell at all times

The way we share one braincell is majestic indeed 🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️

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Who wants to make atla muses so they can write with my june

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The capitol has plastic surgery models. Like legit runways for body modifications that are trendy that season. Catch me expanding on this later

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not me thinking, as a former sw, about tigris being a sw in the prequel and then president fucking yellow snow basically knowing his only remaining live relative was a sw and still choosing to put those kids through s*xual slav*ry just for shits and giggles. i hate coriolbutt snow

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“   it almost sounds as though you know .   ” said @poormad

" what? that i know what's like to be in the games? little bit slow on the punch, there. "

she snorts, avoiding the real meaning behind annie's words. it's almost as though you know how that feels like. love isn't something she thinks about anymore ( she shouldn't; she mustn't ), but sometimes, that annoying fucking feeling creeps back in and reminds her that she once felt like annie did.

she once felt things other than grudge and anger.

" i've never been in love if that's what you wanna know, " not like you and finnick are. and now that they sit on the pristine shores of district 4 watching the sunset, johanna remembers what it was like watching it from the highest branches of a tree with people who aren't around anymore, " but my dad used to say there are different kinds of love. i loved him, and my brothers. i loved... " a pause, nose scrunches up as if she's tasted something sour: bitter memories, " there was this kid, growing up. older. he used to play with my brothers in the woods. the peacekeepers got to him five months after i won the games. "

eyes sting, jaw tense and fingernails bite into her palms, " i said to him, hey, why don't you fuck me? if you do, then snow won't have any use for me. i'll be damaged goods, " johanna laughs, hoarse and choked and says, " he was good. he was a good boy, and i got him killed 'cause i didn't wanna play by snow's rules. but i don't know if i ever loved him. i ... i think i'm not capable of loving anyone like that. "

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“   you worried about the new kid ??   ” @4thdistrict

" i don't trust her. nor do i trust her boytoy. "

arms folded over her chest and scrunched up nose, johanna leans back againt the wall as she watches finnick prepare his infamous trident. she often wonders what it must feel like for him to hold it in his hand again, after all these years; after they were promised they'd never have to do it again. an axe is an axe to her, but to finnick, that thing must be the biggest reminder of what he had to leave inside the arena at age fourteen.

" don't look at me like that. i know you don't trust her, either, " they weren't trainted to trust, they weren't thrust upon the games to make allies. the rebellion turned the tables around -- had this been just a normal quarter quell, there would be no room for alliances.

" plus, she's just a kid. she's dumb and naive and i doubt she or bread boy have what it takes to be here, " a huff exhales from her lips, and she adds, " we shouldn't be trusting haymitch's words when he was only half sober when he came up with this. "

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“   why are you trying to stop me ??   ” said @70th

" because i'm doing what he asked me to! i'm trying to fucking keep you away from all of this! "

explosive words leave her lips before she can think twice -- annie never once raised her voice, yet her continuous determination not to do what johanna has advised, over and over and over, has cracked the little patience she has left.

keep her safe, jo. please. don't let her go into that room, don't let her follow me inside. finnick would kill her if she let annie see the way the capitol sees its darling boy, if she let annie see the way he plays the part so well his palms get scarred by holding back fists as he's tried around like a brand new fur coat.

johanna doesn't have to pretend anymore. johanna doesn't have an annie back home to keep her playing by snow's rules. but finnick does, and for some reason, that seems to be enough.

" sorry, i ... i didn't mean to yell at you, " she murmurs, glancing away and folding her arms across her chest. annie, sad, poor mad annie, is looking at her with feral eyes, the way johanna herself does when she knows she's being pitied. annie hates being pitied too, she's learned, " i just ... he would give his life for you. he already has. whatever he's doing inside that room -- don't go in there. even if you think you can handle it, i know finnick won't. i know he won't be able to handle you watching him fuck himself over just to keep you alive. "

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❥     𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝟑𝟓𝟖/𝟐 𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐒 ( 𝟏.𝟓 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐗 )   (   𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟑   )    [   𝚂𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂    ]   .

change gendered language   &   add context to your needs . happy roleplaying !!  ♡

“   are you really sure that you don’t have a heart ??   ” “   i can give you purpose .   ” “   man ,   i miss the old times .   ” “   bet you don’t know why the sun sets red .   ” “   like i asked ,   know - it - all .   ” “   you worried about the new kid ??   ” “   you said the same exact thing the other day .   ” “   i don’t even know what a heart is .   ” “   i have to keep fighting the darkness .   so i can be whole .   ” “   c’mon ,   let’s get some ice cream .   ” “   i’m gonna be away for a while ,   starting tomorrow .   ” “   i wish somebody told me these things .   ” “   find them ,   &   dispose of them .   ” “   this place is so much nicer without the loudmouths .   ” “   you earned the icing on the cake .   ” “   this is such a great spot   . . .   how’d you find it ??   ” “   we’re not even supposed to   ‘  be  ’   in the first place .   ” “   he looks a lot like you .   ” “   my name is of no importance .   ” “   i hope that you can join me next time .   ” “   what’s the matter ??   you look like you’ve seen a ghost .   ” “   you had me worried .   ” “   i guess i just needed a little time to sort out my feelings ,   you know ??   ” “   what ,   not even   one little word   of appreciation ??    ” “   good to see you made it back safe .   ” “   i moved things along just the way you wanted .   ” “   he must’ve rubbed off on me .   ” “   friends need to lean on each other every now   &   then .   ” “   just eat your ice cream .   ” “   best friends are different from plain friends ,   right ??   ” “   let us remember why we are here   &   what we hope to achieve .   ” “   all this fighting   . . .   i wonder what it’s for .   ” “   i just don’t see why having a heart is that important .   ” “   i think i’ve always been pretty much the same .   ” “   i wonder what kind of guy i was before   . . .   ” “   i thought you said you were tough .   ” “   buy me one   &   we’ll call it even .   ” “   i hope we can always be just like this forever .   ” “   well   . . .   nothing lasts forever ,   you know ??   ” “   wow ,   that was   so   not you .   ” “   ever heard of knocking ??   what do you want   ??   ” “   i can handle all the dirty work .   ” “   i knew you’d be here .   ” “   i hope we get another vacation soon .   ” “   i’m not going to tell you   all   my dark secrets .   ” “   you’re letting yourself get too attached .   ” “   you know   . . .   you’ve changed .   ” “   just give me another chance .   ”

“   you were a mistake i never should have made .   ” “   is there anything you couldn’t bear to lose ??   ” “   it’s scary to think of what it would be like without you .   ” “   you can’t fight fire with sparks .   ” “   find a new crowd .   trust me ,   those guys are bad news .   ” “   sorry   . . .   my mind’s on other things .   ” “   do you ever think about why we’re doing all of this ??   ” “   just be straight with me for once ,   will you ??   ” “   did you bring me these seashells ??   ” “   keep your mouth shut .   ” “   does the past mean nothing to you ??   ” “   don’t scare me like that anymore .   ” “   maybe you’re not completely well yet .   ” “   it almost sounds as though you know .   ” “   who am i ??   what am i here for ??   ” “   you made me a promise .   ” “   i’m sorry   . . .   i’m not sure i’ve kept my promise very well .   ” “   am i not supposed to exist ??   ” “   what would it take for me to be like you ??   ” “   to be honest ,   i’m not even sure today really happened .   ” “   since when do you ever worry about me ??   ” “   it’s just not the same without all three of us .   ” “   i’m nothing more than a puppet .   ” “   do you hate me for taking your friend away from you ??   ” “   how will i know where i belong ,   truly ??   ” “   the answer you come up with can’t just be right for   you .   ” “   well ,   we’ve had our share of drama lately .   ” “   i know we’ve seen a lot of sunsets ,   but today’s puts them all to shame .   ” “   if we ran ,   i bet we could always be together .   ” “   i think you know what needs to be done .   ” “   stop pretending .   ” “   why is it that you always have to glare at me like that ??   ” “   i’m asking you   why   you did that ,   &   you know it .   ” “   you’re not making any sense .   ” “   if only the whispers at the top carried to the bottom .   ” “   can you at least try not to harm her ??   ” “   could it be that you’ve known this whole time   &   not told me anything ??   ” “   i’ve been searching for a way to conquer the darkness within me .   ” “   you don’t have to worry about me .   ” “   best friends are supposed to be   honest   with each other !!   ” “   finding out the truth doesn’t always work out for the best .   ” “   if i can’t get answers here ,   i’ll get them somewhere else .   ” “   no one would miss me .   ” “   everybody thinks they’re right   . . .   ” “   you think you can do whatever you want   . . .   well ,   i’m   sick   of it .   ” “   i’ll always be there to bring you back .   ” “   why you gotta cause me so much trouble   . . . ??   ” “   am i the one who did this to you ??   ” “   why are you trying to stop me ??   ” “   i can’t let you go do anything crazy .   ”

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shouts into the void JOHANNA AND FINNICK SHARE ONE BRAIN CELL

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i saw once a yt short of a roma/ni content creator explaining how the covey were probably based off many aspects of roma/ni culture and i can't stop thinking about it iM

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“ they always make him stay longer. ” dressed in a gown that’s little more than swaths of diaphanous blue and green fabric that cling and float behind her LIKE WATER, she’s been standing silent not too far from johanna’s side, holding a fizzing, merry drink without really taking a sip. it makes her nauseous, pairing unpleasantly with the PILLS her escort had pressed firmly into her palm hours before the party had started. watched her like a hawk until she had swallowed them dry. her eyes are distant, sea-glass gone foggy, thoughts moving at a crawl. her voice has that same quality to it, slightly slurred. capitolites move past her as though she were simply a part of the decor, something annie would be fine with, except for the fact that more and more of their attention is on him. her gaze is fixed on FINNICK as he moves through the crowd, as graceful as though he were cutting through the sea itself. charming and liquid smooth and oh so false. she wishes she could take him away, she wishes they could hide and never be found, she wishes…. annie sighs. she thinks she’s angry, or some muffled, damped version of it. “ i’m going home tomorrow. but not him. they would keep him here forever if they could. ”

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" honestly, you should be grateful you get to go home tomorrow, " she realizes a bit too late how harsh and fucking rude her comment sounds. johanna still needs to learn the ropes of handling a conversation with annie cresta, who despite looking like a ghost in flowing rags tattered by the maelstrom, remains standing firm by her side, eyes fixated on finnick as if she were looking after him. johanna thinks it funny, how they both look after one another, in their own way. she realizes she cannot remember what that feels like anymore.

" sorry, booze makes me a bitch, you know that, " she shrugs, downs the rest of her champagne flute in one drink. eyes study finnick for a second, thinking of something that will soothe annie's worry, " even if he's not going back to 4th with you, i guarantee you he's gonna spend these last week moping around 'cause he misses you too much. and worst of all? i'm gonna be the one to have to hear all about it, " johanna adds, with a complicit smile, " trust me, he spends every single fucking moment at the capitol thinking of you. last time, he saw a woman wearing a goddamn jellyfish hat on her head and said, i bet annie would pull it off better. "

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i love thg universe but i can't take ballad of snakes and songbirds seriously because all i see is that the mc is, as one booktuber said, young hot president snow

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" stop looking at me like that. "

voice comes out in almost growling irritation, the blade she's been using to carve the small wooden figurine is nailed to the table with enough force to shake the two mugs of tea resting on it. whereas she'd been quiet and detached as she worked on her craft, now she looks feral, like a wild dog annoyed by humans, ready to bare teeth and bite.

" don't fucking look at me like i've grown two heads overnight, " not you. not the one who's never looked at me with pity before. because there is a certain sense of understanding between the two young women ( they both hate pity, johanna can tell, that through all they've endured, both her and katniss loathe being seen as vulnerable ), and that's why she's learned to find comfort in the mockingjay's company.

" here, this one's for you, " she tosses the small figurine across the table, the figure of a hunter with a bow in their hand is what she's been attempting to carve, " shove it up bread boy's ass for all i care. " @girlonfre

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starter call bestiesss