It's always darkest before the dawn

Blossom Augustine Foxline. District 12. Mother. Wife. Widow.

[ghostling]

Four Word . Prompts

“Please, come with me.”

“You’re always number one.”

“I can’t do this.”

“I won’t let you.”

“Maybe I’m just crazy.”

“I’m not even sorry.”

“Honestly, just stop it.”

“I believe in you.”

“Don’t be an ass.”

“Who were you with?”

“Please talk to me.”

“I can’t trust you.”

“I need you, though.”

“Don’t be fucking rude.”

“Is that my shirt?”

“So, it was you.”

“I need to go.”

“Just stay with me.”

“You can trust me.”

“Alright, I love you.”

“I’m sorry, but no.”

“Will you help me?”

“You’re a terrible cook.”

“Can you shut up!?”

“You love me, right?”

“I really need you.”

“I don’t love you.”

“I’m not doing this.”

“I really need you.”

“You don’t want me.”

“Let me help you.”

“You’re such a bitch.”

“I can’t do this.”

“You think you’re funny?”

“Hey, I said stop!”

“Will you marry me?”

“Wanna go out sometime?”

“I don’t want this.”

“You always this quiet?”

“Are you fucking insane!?”

“I don’t want you.”

“I’m not wearing that.”

“Sorry, were you sleeping?”

“This was never right.”

“You look really tired.”

“I’m out of here.”

“You need to go.”

[drowningcure-archive-deactivate]

send “your shirt..” for my muse’s reaction to being shot from behind and seeing the blood on your muse.

( potential trigger warning ) 

[angelxbassxtt]

[soldiersunite-blog]

Fiddling with the ring round his neck, his focus was taken away by this woman and he stood to attention. His face was stern, this was more because he was just generally a stern kind of guy but he also did not want to appear like he was taking any question like a joke. Boggs listened closely and thought about her question for a moment. It was a harder one to answer, there was the answer he thought and the one that was constructed. Both were similar but one with a lot more negativity. “We will win the right to our freedom” He chose the one Coin had given out. “The right to stop our children and our children’s children living in fear for their lives and in fear of the capitol and Snow”

[blossomisims]

The answer should bring her comfort. After all, that’s basically what she wants to hear---that they’ll win and the Games will be over for their children, for the country. Yet, his answer does little to comfort her. Maybe it’s because it seems to structured, too rehearsed and memorized, or maybe it’s because she doesn’t fully believe him or anyone else and there’s no one that can fix that for her. She looks him over, and almost admits that she doesn’t quite believe him. Instead, she says something else, something she really hadn’t intended to share with anyone. “At what cost though? There’s already been so much death.” She understands that it’s necessary to prevent future deaths, to protect current and future children from battling to death in an arena, but that knowledge is little comfort to her aching heart. 

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         "Mm, afraid I haven’t seen your daughter around here yet.“ Johanna furrowed her brows , frowning. This felt like a Victory tour, having to see the parent of a child who’d died in her Games, though this time she wasn’t being fed any lines from the Capitol. Come to think of it, perhaps she had seen this woman before, and perhaps her Victory tour was where. "Snow’s going to pay for this all – he’s going to pay for all the families that got broken up because of the Games.”

[blossomisims]

“That’s probably a good thing,” Blossom chuckles to herself. The sad thing is, she knows that if Flicka were to find Johanna she’d do one of three things: try to kill her, scream horrible insults at her, or simply freeze and stare at her. Perhaps a combination of all of them too. For Johanna’s sake, Blossom hoped Flicka didn’t find her way to the hospital wing. Flicka had far too much hate and angst within her and Johanna didn’t need to be on the receiving end of that. “You wouldn’t want to meet her,” she spoke a little more solemnly. “Even if he does, it’ll never be enough. It won’t ever bring any of them back.” 

[onceanorphan-deactivated2016021]

“Do you have any material? Mama was hoping to make a new dress for our visit to District 4 next month.”

[blossomisims]

“I think you might just be in luck.” Blossom set some of the cloth on the table, letting the girl examine it. “Who’s the dress for, you or your mom?” 

[wcrden-blog]

█ ▌◆ —— the civil wars lyrics sentence starters

that’s the least of all my fears.

please forgive me.

devil’s gonna follow me wherever i go.

i’m a dead man walking.

you only know what i want you to.

i know everything you don’t want me to.

you think your dreams are the same as mine.

i wish you’d hold me.

i don’t have a choice but i’d still choose you.

you’ve been lonely too long.

let me in the wall you’ve built around.

let me hold your hand.

you’re like a mirror, reflecting me.

i never meant to get us in this deep.

i wish you were the one that got away.

oh, if i could go back in time. 

i wish i’d never seen your face.

he’s hidden his heart away.

all he really wants is for someone to want him back.

what i choose is my choice.

the killer in me is the killer in you.

you’re sunlight.

you’re my favorite song, always on the tip of my tongue.

look what you’ve done.

you own me with whispers like poetry.

your mouth is a melody i memorize. 

oh lord, what have i done?

i’ve fallen in love with a man on the run.

don’t take that sinner from me.

i’ve fallen for someone who’s nothing like you.

i just want to take him home.

he did what he had to do.

give me the burden, give me the blame. i’ll shoulder the loud and  i’ll swallow the shame.

don’t care if he’s guilty. don’t care if he’s not.

he’s good and he’s bad and he’s all that i’ve got.

i saw heaven every day.

don’t you fret my dear, it’ll all be over soon.

i’ll be waiting here for you.

i don’t want to talk right now.

for all that we’ve got, don’t let go.

i can’t pull you closer than this.

it’s just you and the moon on my skin.

just hold me.

she’s in love and she won’t be again.

i’m going to go home.

why are you so far from me?

in my arms is where you are to be.

how long will you make me wait?

i don’t know how much more i can take.

i’m still waiting patiently.

i wanna leave you.

i wanna give up.

i’m gonna say it if you won’t.

stop saying those sweet things you know i like to hear.

you’re right here with me.

you can’t blame me.

haven’t you noticed me drifting?

i’ve got to let you go.

i just keep losing myself.

one glance was all it took.

give me one more chance.

won’t you please let me into your heart?

i was blind to let you go.

i want you back.

trying to live without your love is like one long sleepless night.

i’m coming home real soon.

i love the best i can.

whatever you do, keep it with you.

sometimes i can’t tell where i am.

through it all we still remain.

all the king’s horses and all of his men couldn’t tear us apart.

i gave you all the love i’ve got.

this is no ordinary love.

i gave you more than i could give.

you’ll always be the only one.

i could get over you but please don’t ask me to.

you always said you want me to be happy but happiness was having you here with me.

you’ll always be the one that’s standing in my way.

[malydiawrites-blog]

SEND ME ONE FOR MY MUSE’S REACTION

“Are you breaking up with me?” “Are you having nightmares again?” “Anything you want to say?” “Apparently, I need to grow a mustache.” “Balloons? Really?” “Be quiet!” “But what if we get caught?” “Can you not?” “Care to tell me what’s going on?” “Come find me.” “Did you even love me?” “Did you ever stop to think about how I feel?” “Don’t look at me like that.” “Don’t touch me.” “Do you love him/her?” “Do you love me?” “Everyone leaves.” “Eviction notice. It’s an eviction notice.“  “Fine, I’ll go.” “Finally!” “Fight me for it.” “Fuck it.” “Get away from me.” “Gotcha!” “How high are you?” “How did you get here?” “I bought a goat.” “If what we had was real, how could you be fine?” “I get that you wanted to come up with the plan, but your plan is stupid.” “I hate you.” “I’ll bet you a dollar.” “I said that I’m in love with you.” “I think I’m pregnant.” “I’m going to kill you.” “I’m not eating that.” “Is that a chicken?” “It’s not that I think your cooking is bad! It’s just … Not that good.” “Jokes on me, huh?” “Just friends?” “Just let me go.” “Just tell me the truth!“  “Kiss me.” “Kicking someone is not a form of romance.” “Let me explain.” “Listen, it was a completely innocent gesture.” “Maybe you should go.” “Maybe fuck you will be our always.” “May need you to bail me out of jail.” “Miss you.” “No. The answer is no.” “Not drunk enough for this.” “Never, ever doing that again.” “Okay, I know this looks bad…” “Please don’t.” “Please stop talking.” “Personally, I’d rather make out with a cactus.” “Quick, I need you to bring me a bottle of bleach.” “Quiet! Someone’s going to hear.” “Quit being annoying.” “Really, where were you?” “Right. Of course it’s my fault.” “Silly of me to think you actually cared.” “Simple? Brushing my teeth is simple. This? This is not simple.” “So… How’s the weather?” “Tell me you didn’t steal someones dog.” “There’s something wrong with you.” “This definitely isn’t what it looks like.” “Us? There is no us.” “Unable to process the stupidity of what you just said. Sorry.” “Unfortunately, she/he said no.“  “Very cute.” “We can’t do this.” “Was it just a lie?” “Wait, what did you just say?” “Wait! Hold on!“  “Who the hell is passed out in the driveway?” “What the hell?” “Why are you naked?” “Why is there silly string everywhere?” “Why is there a frozen turkey in the bathtub?“  “Without you, I’m lost.” “X-Rays? What the hell did you do and why didn’t you tell me?” “You broke up with me. There’s nothing left between us anymore.” “You’re leaving? But it’s taco night…” “Zebras have nothing to do with this conversation.” “Zelda is more important right now.“ 

Send "Can I kiss you?" to see how my muse responds.

[jmoore-org]

[breathtakingqueens]

Julianne Moore for Town & Country Mag (Nov 2015)

[margotkrobbie]

Holland Marie Roden: The most realistic ginger in a virtual world.

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But I hadn’t imagined how warm they would feel pressed against my own. Or how those hands, which could set the most intricate of snares, could as easily entrap me.

[peetamellarkthebaker]

everlark + mockingjay part 2

[jmoore-org]

[lelaid]

Julianne Moore by Peter Lindbergh for Vogue Italia, September 2008

[jurassicladies]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JULIANNE MOORE