𝟩𝟢𝘵𝘩 ,

𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦.

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𝖼𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝟦.  an  independent  and  private  roleplay  blog  for  𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢.  personal personal interpretation with influences from novels.  written by 𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘦. she / they, twenty eight, & cst.  𝗮𝗳𝗳𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 @tr1dens , @busyh3ad

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𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖽𝗒 𝗂𝗇 : stuck beneath the waves , sacrificial lambs , survival at what cost,   unable  to  forget,  star-crossed  lovers,  & being  the  girl  left  behind. 

𝗂𝗇𝖻𝗈𝗑 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗍𝗌. 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀. 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍. 𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍. 𝖽𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗒 𝗃𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌.

𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉 𝗀𝗎𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌.

01. this is a independent , private & highly selective roleplay blog for annie cresta from the hunger games series. my blog is primarily based upon my personal headcanons , but features tie-ins from the book. 02. this blog is low activity. i am a mother & college student. writing is something done in my free time, and i'm around as often as i can be. annie is also not my main blog, i can also be found at @selfruin or @everm0urns. 03. this blog is plot-centric. plotting tends to make things easier for me with the ability to right. it allows me to come up with more ideas for potential dynamics. please feel free to send in inbox prompts at anytime , they're easier for me to answer , as starter calls tend to flare up my anxiety. 04. mature themes will be present on this blog. please follow at your own discretion. i do my best to ensure that everything is tagged with 'cw' or 'tw' but if there is something i'm not tagging properly, don't hesitate to reach out & let me know. 05. behaviors such as homophobia, transphobia, sexism, racism, & others will result in a hard block. this is a safe place for myself, and i don't want to interact with anyone who supports or condones these behaviors.

06. my formatting features small double spaced text, icons & post dividers. if any of my formatting is hard to read or causes any strain , please let me know so that i can fix it for our threads asap. 07. the main ship for this blog is the ship between catie's portrayal of finnick & annie. this blog is ship exclusive with her finnick. that being said, i am open to other romantic ships & dynamics as well. the most important thing for me is chemistry. 08. general roleplay etiquette is used here. don't rush me for responses , no god-modding , & etc. my activity on this blog is slow , & i'll only follow blogs back i can see myself actively interacting with.

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annie is over here now !

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annie is over here now !

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annie is over here now !

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annie is over here now !

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❛ 𝗐𝖾’𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇. ❜

the  world  is  full of goodbyes.  some  are  more  permanent  then  others.  some  come  unexpected  ,  some  left  unsaid.  there  are  so  many  words  that  annie  cresta  wishes  she  could  offer  @ifnecessary.  gratitude  ,  love  ,  and  everything  in  between.  there's  a  smile  that  warms  the  woman's  face.  once  that  reaches  all  the  way  ,  full  of  light.  but  still  behind  it  ,  hides  the  unspoken  sadness  that  always  remains.    ❝   take  a  trip  to  see  us,  you'll  love  the  water.    ❞    infant  is  held  tightly  in  her  arms  ,  small  ,  but  already  so  much  like  his  father.    ❝  i  don't  know  what  i'm  going  home   to  . . . but  i  know  that  he . . .  finnick  would  want  him  to  grow  up  there.  ❞    the name is heavy like an anchor , the ache never dulling.

she shifts infant to one arm carefully , the other wrapping tightly around effie's frame. ❝  this isn't a forever goodbye for us.    ❞   the world they know has never allowed them promises. but she wants to be certain about this one , even if unspoken.

[avadcniels]

favorite hunger games passages [59/?]

[crest4-a]

𝗂 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂'𝗆 𝗇𝗈𝗍. ( kayt. )

there's  a  laugh  that  escapes  her.  it's  uncontrolled  ,  unbelonging  in  the  moment.  her  expression  softens  ,  features  painted  into  something  sorrowful  ,  something  empathic.  annie  knows.  all  the  victors  of  the  games  know.  there  were  no  true  winners,  no  one  ever  came  back  the  same.  her  hand  reaches  out  to  @inaredflush.  a  gentle  squeeze  ,  a  sign  that  she  understands.  ❝ i  try  to  remember  things.  before  all  of  it  happened.  things  about  home.  ❞  the  way  sand  feels  underneath  her  fingers  ,  the  sun  on  her  skin.  it  slips  ,  those  ocean  waves  crashing  against  the  shore.  the  water.  she  can't  think  about  that.  the  games  took  everything.  things  that  had  once  made  them  happy,  things  they  had  once  loved.  everything had  been  the  price  of  getting  to  live.  

[possession]

Endless gifs of Eleanor Crain 5/∞

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i've missed annie , so i think im gonna work on things here tonight.

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bright glowing eyes stare at her in the mirror.

today was good. the kind where annie allowed herself to be happy. they had spent it as a family , her watching finnick and ronan from the sands. she had managed to build up the courage , to let water meet her hand. and that had been enough , more then she had done since the game.

even that long ago , and still she feels the current dragging her beneath. the way her lungs ache. she has to survive , she has to live for them both. the dead faces of other tributes. she remembers every detail. the ones who shown above projected with signal of canon sound. and those that had been lost in the water , sinking beneath it. but the one that always remains , is the one that matches her own in vanity mirror. atticus. the name is like an anchor , a weight she can't lift. he should have been the one here. @mir0red should be alive. no one said it. but she say it in the eyes of others , when she had returned home. maybe , even in their father's. that vacant stare , cold and distant. atticus had been the sun , and she was the shadow. but annie had never had a problem with it that way , he was the other half of her , the half that she would never get back. it never gets better , never can she forget.

hairbrush that was only moments ago brushed through dark strands clatters from her hand to vanity table top. his image is there. but not like she wants to remember him. grey skin, lifeless eyes. his wounds still fresh , still open. she can't save him. she can't help him. ❝ you're not real, you're not real. ❞ her words are a whisper , but grow as she continues to repeat it over and over again. she curls beneath the space of her vanity. hands covering ears , eyes closed shut.

❝ you died atti , you're dead. ❞ she says it to convince him , to convince herself. ❝ i couldn't help you. i'm so sorry, i'm sorry. ❞ trembling voice gives to sobs , body trembling. she wants this to stop. she wants him to go.

[crest4-a]

𝗂'𝖽 𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎.

the words earn a smile , hand reaching out to place ontop of katniss'. it's a simple gesture , but it's one that means a lot. there are no words that come from annie. she traces letters along her skin , thank you. she wishes there was more. that she could promise @wildkissed , it wasn't her fault. that she didn't blame her. but even if she could , none of the ways feel right. so it's a comfortable silence that fills the room with them. the room decorated in opulence. even the bedspread could have bought enough food to feed a family in one of the districts. the material underneath her fingers silky , picking at it with her free hand to create frayed strings.

[queen-paladin]

I love you "boring" female characters. I love you ingenues. I love you female characters who aren't "modern" enough. I love you female characters who aren't "badass" enough. iI love you female characters who aren't "empowering" enough. I love you quiet female characters. I love you unappreciated female characters. I love you polite female characters. I love you female characters who "can't appeal to modern audiences." I love you frightened female characters. I love you female characters labeled as not complex just for being nice. I love you female characters who get criticism just for not being their tomboy or femme fatale counterpart. I love you silk hiding steel trope.

[nightprompts]

&. 𝐡𝐢𝐭 ‘𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  more  angsty  dialogue  prompts  to  devastate  your  writing  partners.  metaphorically.  feel  free  to  change  how  you  seem  fit.  )

❛ you’re a weapon, and weapons don’t weep. ❜

❛ you can’t save everyone. ❜

❛ it should have been you. ❜

❛ did i do good? ❜

❛ i’m sorry that i can’t save you. ❜

❛ wait for me, will you? ❜

❛ i can’t lose you again! ❜

❛ you were dead, i saw you die. ❜

❛ we won’t forget each other, right? ❜

❛ i’m real. i’m here. ❜

❛ you already know how this will end. ❜

❛ it’s always my fault, isn’t it? ❜

❛ i don’t want to go. ❜

❛ can you remember how you died? ❜

❛ i love you, but you’re not mine. ❜

❛ have you ever lost someone? ❜

❛ i didn’t ask to get made. ❜

❛ you’re as beautiful as the day i lost you. ❜

❛ i never meant to hurt you. ❜

❛ is it really you? ❜

❛ their blood is on your hands. ❜

❛ it would have been better to die. ❜

❛ i’m not ready to lose you yet. ❜

❛ i wish i met you sooner. ❜

❛ let’s just stay here. grow old. ❜

❛ you’re the first friend i ever had. ❜

❛ i told you not to fall in love with me. ❜

❛ you always push people away. i just thought you’d never do it to me. ❜

❛ everyone i’ve cared about has either died or left me. except for you. ❜

❛ i know i have a heart because i can feel it breaking. ❜

❛ they’re not coming back. ❜

❛ i’m sorry, have we met? ❜

❛ in my dreams, we’re still together. ❜

❛ you’re the one good thing left in this world. ❜

❛ i hate the way that i don’t hate you. ❜

❛ it’s okay. you can let go. ❜

❛ you mean nothing to me. ❜

❛ we’re on our own now. ❜

❛ you can’t kill me, i’m not alive. ❜

❛ it wasn’t supposed to end like this. ❜

❛ do you remember when we first met? ❜

❛ we’ll see each other again. ❜

❛ there’s nothing you could have done. ❜

❛ we did it. we won. ❜

❛ let’s not go back. not ever. ❜

❛ thanks for playing with me. ❜

❛ why does it feel like this is goodbye? ❜

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" 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗂𝖾 . . . "

their freedom has always been an illusion. when the quarter quell was announced , it was a cruel reminder. it would be @mir0red or herself. she doesn't want to hear her name. if she does, she knows mags will volunteer. annie doesn't want to return to that place , die for the capitol's amusement. but she can't let mags go, can't let her end be met there. finnick's name has already been called , and she stands on the makeshift stage in ruins. sobs already growing , green hues searching for his eyes. she can't lose them both, not like this. her hand interlinks with mags, holding tight to the fingers that are so familiar. they've brushed through her hair , braided it with delicate shells. she had been a mother , looked after annie as though she was her own. when annie had returned from her games , mags had been there. an unspoken understanding between the pair , of what the games took , of how it changed you. she looked after her , the months of annie remaining in bed. and even then , when finnick left for the capitol, mags had let her stay , knowing empty house was full of ghosts. annie cresta. the sound of her own name echoes and breaks her. it's with certainty, she know this may be the last time she sees the other. the rest of the world has faded , the sound around them nothing but a dull static. her arms wrap around the other's frame. ❝ you can't mags , you can't. ❞ she's clinging tightly , refusing to let go. there is no changing it , not when the peacemakers stand ready , watching the pair. ❝ don't leave me. ❞ her words are choked out through sobs , refusal to accept. ❝ let me do it , please. ❞

[singinprincess]

ANNE HATHAWAY as Rebekah Neumann WeCrashed 1.04

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FOR DEEP CONVERSATIONS *  assorted dialogue for thoughtful discussions, adjust as necessary

do you think there's more to this?

will we ever be free?

what are you grateful for?

do you enjoy spending time with me?

when's the last time you spoke to them?

unfortunately, i know exactly how you feel.

this can't be all there is.

i believe in truth.

why are you so unhappy?

what was your first heartbreak like?

you have to trust me on this.

believe in yourself.

what's the first thing you noticed about me?

what are you doing to make the world a better place?

do you understand the gravity of this?

i think we were meant to find each other.

do you believe in a higher power?

if you could live anywhere, where would you go?

i haven't felt this way in a long time.

what are you proud of?

if you knew tomorrow was your last day, how would you spend it?

i can't go on like this.

we have to take a chance.

i never gave up on you.

love is the most powerful thing in the universe.

every time i look at you, i see my future.

that was a life lesson. i learned it the hard way.

i can't help but think i should have done more.

do you believe in fate?

if a genie gave you three wishes, what would you ask for?

i've always wondered about that.

at what point are we good enough?

who are you, really?

if you had a million dollars right now, what would you do first?

maybe this will make you change.

things feel different here.

life doesn't make sense.

i'm not perfect. none of us are.

sure, it's scary, but we can't stop now.

it's easier said than done.

i think you can do it.

who broke you?

how do you know when you're in love?

i know that's not the answer you were hoping for.

i wish i knew what was waiting for me.

would you change anything about me?

i've never seen it like that.

we have to keep moving. we can't slow down.

you've really opened my eyes.

has anyone ever broken your heart?

this could lead us to infinite opportunities.

what would you have done differently?

i have so much faith in you.

who was your first love?

i can take care of myself.

i think you should follow your dreams.

you've changed my life in ways i can't explain.

they always said you were different.

i'm not giving up hope.

how can we make the world a better place?

i want to leave a mark on the world. do you?

how do you feel about it?

how would people describe you?

do you ever say no?

were you expecting something else?

who do you compare yourself to?

do you believe in aliens?

i'm not a child anymore.

do you think we were meant to be together?

i trust you with my life.

you are so much stronger than you realize.

if you could say anything to them right now, what would you say?

i didn't know places this beautiful even existed.

do you remember the dream you had last night?

i don't think we're alone in the universe.

love is the answer.

that's all there is.

do you love them? i mean really love them?

we can't sit around and wait for our lives to happen to us.

have you ever been in love?

do you believe in justice?

i won't give up on them.

you inspire me every day, you know.