unquenchable as the sun.

priv. katniss everdeen. adored by ash.

[fliqhtlessbird]

𝑾𝑶𝑼𝑳𝑫 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑳𝑰𝑲𝑬 𝑻𝑶 𝑩𝑬 𝑰𝑵 𝑨 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑳 𝑾𝑨𝑹?

#fliqhtlessbird : PRIVATE, LOW-ACTIVITY KATNISS EVERDEEN OF THE HUNGER GAMES. BOOK BASED, BUT STILL HEAVILY HEADCANON INFLUENCED. CROSSOVER FRIENDLY & 21+. EXTINGUISHED BY ASH. FC REFERENCE: KAWENNÁHERE DEVERY JACOBS MINORS AND PERSONAL BLOGS DNI. ZERO FORMS OF HATE/BIGOTRY WILL BE TOLERATED.

RULES:

001. all basic rules of engagement apply. don't godmod, don't be an asshole, don't try to force your character's will onto mine, etc etc. i'll give a warning once but then it's a softblock.

002. no forms of hate/bigotry are tolerated here. no racism, anti-semitism, homophobia, transphobia, sexism, or any other unnecessary malicious targeting of marginalized groups. you won't get a warning for this one, it'll just be a block. i don't care who you are.

003. this blog will be essentially style-free. i don't have time to overly format my posts, i don't have icons, and generally we're going very botcore. i don't care if you stylize your writing to your heart's content, but the formatting that has several spaces in between words is very, very difficult for me to read so i would just ask that you don't do that when writing with me for the sake of my eyes.

004. this is a hobby. it's supposed to be fun and this blog is very low-activity. i'll basically just be popping in here when i feel like it. you can take as long as you want to reply. just know that the time it takes me to reply does not equal my interest or dedication to our thread. if you feel like i've forgotten something, feel free to poke me about it.

005. i do my best to tag massively triggering topics on this blog but not everything will be tagged. mature topics will be mentioned on this blog. i'll tag with triggername / and if you see something that you need tag, always feel free to let me know.

006. minors are not welcome here. i'm an adult and i would like to keep the audience of this blog 21+. please respect this boundary.

DYNAMICS:

northsrose / obscuras

lyanna stark (exclusive)

johanna mason (exclusive)

damnatius

finnick odair (main)

aegon ii targaryen (main)

inmydrcams

gale hawthorne (main)

[jimmytolans-blog]

GET TO KNOW ME MEME • [1/8 FEMALE CHARACTERS] • KATNISS EVERDEEN

I want to do something, right here, right now, to shame them, to make them accountable, to show the Capitol that whatever they do or force us to do that there is a part of every tribute they can’t own. That Rue was more than a piece in their Games. And so am I.

[geek-ramblings]

[fliqhtlessbird]

@realmsdelite — ❝  did you smile a little? perhaps i only flatter myself.  ❞ (prompts)

katniss finds it nearly impossible to feel at ease in situations like this. no matter how long she's been at court, the opulence of it all is beyond her. she'd tried just about every excuse she could think of to try to get out of coming to this ball — after all, she is no dancer and would hardly be missed by the king, the queen, or any of their assorted guests — but the princess had insisted. and while the realm's delight she may be, rhaenyra was a fierce as any dragon could be, and twice as convincing when needed.

so here she is, plucking a candied lemon from her cake, watching the swirl of multicolored skirts as they twirl and sway to the music from a table at the back of the hall. katniss has learned that staying out of the way is always best in situations like these. it gives her a chance to observe, and also prevents almost anyone from approaching. just as she's contemplating that, rhaenyra slides up to stand in front of the table, blocking her view of the party beyond, violet eyes sparkling mischievously in the candlelight. she can't help the way her lips turn up into a small smile in response but when the princess points it out, katniss rolls her eyes. "oh, far be it from me to offer you any more flattery, princess. i'm sure you've had your fill of it by now." her voice holds the familiar cadence of a jest as she gestures for rhaenyra to sit, sliding her the extra cake she'd snatched up just for her.

[edenmemes]

circe sentence starters

by madeline miller. i altered some quotes so they fit better  ♡

❝  my father has never been able to imagine the world without himself in it.  ❞ ❝  there is a twisting feeling in my chest, like cloth being wrung dry.  ❞ ❝  the grudges of the gods are as deathless as their flesh.  ❞ ❝  it was my first lesson. beneath the smooth, familiar face of things is another that waits to tear the world in two.  ❞ ❝  you think just because you are a daughter of the sun, you may uproot the world to please yourself.  ❞ ❝  even the best iron grows brittle with too much beating.  ❞ ❝  fear of failure is the worst thing for any spell.  ❞ ❝  those who fight against prophecy only draw it more tightly around their throats.  ❞ ❝  did you smile a little? perhaps i only flatter myself.  ❞ ❝  i have a better idea. i will do as i please.  ❞ ❝  what can i say? the world is an ugly place. we must live in it.  ❞ ❝  how many of us would be granted pardon if our true hearts were known?  ❞ ❝  you threw me to the crows, but it turns out i prefer them to you.  ❞ ❝  give me the blade. some things are worth spilling blood for.  ❞ ❝  it is very close. a perfect sleeping spot to ease your weary bones.  ❞ ❝  all my life had been murk and depths, but i was not a part of that dark water. i was a creature within it.  ❞ ❝  most men do not know me for what i am.  ❞ ❝  i suppose i could weep and rub my eyes to please you, but i choose not to live so falsely.  ❞ ❝  there is no wound that you can give me that i have not already given myself.  ❞ ❝  i will not be a bird bred in a cage, too dull to fly even when the door stands open.  ❞ ❝  i stood there for a long time fearing such things, and waiting, as if someone would come and reassure me.  ❞ ❝  this is how zeus felt when he first lifted the thunderbolt.  ❞ ❝  i had a little pride, and that was good. more would have been fatal.  ❞ ❝  will you not come to bed, my love?  ❞ ❝  if my childhood has given me anything, it’s endurance.  ❞ ❝  if you had asked me, i would have said i was happy.  ❞ ❝  that is another thing about you. you make me want to spill my secrets.  ❞ ❝  they do not care if you are good. they barely care if you are wicked. the only thing that makes them listen is power.  ❞ ❝  as for that safety, i do not want it. it is only more chains.  ❞ ❝  all those years i had spent with them were like a stone tossed in a pool. already, the ripples were gone.  ❞ ❝  war always seemed to me a foolish choice from men. whatever they win from it, they will only have a handful of years to enjoy before they die. more likely they will perish trying.  ❞ ❝  are you always so suspicious?  ❞ ❝   in a solitary life, there are rare moments when another soul dips near yours, as stars once a year brush the earth.  ❞ ❝  i can bend the world to my will, as a bow bent for an arrow.  ❞ ❝  will you do me the honor of dining with me?  ❞ ❝  i know what we owe you. what i owe.  ❞ ❝  i’m afraid i might have floated on, believing those dull memories were all there was, until the end of days.  ❞ ❝  do not be too happy. it will bring down fire on your head.  ❞ ❝  you are a poison snake, and i am another, and on such terms we please ourselves.  ❞ ❝  your words are like a secret. a thing that looks like stone, but inside is a seed.  ❞ ❝  you cannot know how frightened gods are of pain. there is nothing more foreign to them.  ❞ ❝  bold action and bold manner are not the same.  ❞ ❝  a golden cage is still a cage.  ❞ ❝  i am surprised to see you so plain after such boasting.  ❞ ❝  your voice is like balm upon my raw skin.  ❞ ❝  does no one have the courage? will no one dare to face me?  ❞ ❝  those who love me a little do not care to say.  ❞ ❝  it is easily to speak so open with you. your face is like a quiet pool that will hold everything safe in its depths.  ❞ ❝  humbling women seems to me a chief pastime of poets. as if there can be no story unless we crawl and weep.  ❞ ❝  you are weak and blind, and it is worse because you choose it.  ❞ ❝  you can teach a viper to eat from your hands, but you cannot take away how much it likes to bite.  ❞ ❝  i should have known you would be good for nothing to me.  ❞ ❝  gold does not give back a life.  ❞ ❝  it is funny, that even after all this time, you believe you will be rewarded, just because you have been obedient.  ❞ ❝  i have done your work for you, and all you give me is mockery and contempt.  ❞ ❝  where would you go, if you might escape?  ❞ ❝  you are right. this world is a wild and terrible place, and worth shouting at.  ❞ ❝  i cannot bear this world a moment longer.  ❞ ❝  i owe you nothing. you will have of me only what i want to give.  ❞ ❝  however gold you shine, do not forget your fire.  ❞ ❝  that is what you desire most of all: to drive others into doubt, keep them wondering and fretting, stumbling behind your dancing feet.  ❞ ❝  sorry that you thought i was weak, but you were wrong.  ❞ ❝  trickery is for cowards, men not bull-necked enough to show true courage.  ❞ ❝  i have a little pride. if they do not weep, i will not either.  ❞ ❝  you have as many coils as a snake, and an eye always to your advantage.  ❞ ❝  i want the sun to burn me. i want it to scorch me to the bone.  ❞ ❝  what of me? shall i rot?  ❞ ❝  how long would i cling to that handful of minutes, trying to cover myself as if with some threadbare blanket?  ❞ ❝  i have been old and stern for so long, carved with regrets and years like a monolith. but that is only a shape i’ve been poured into. i do not have to keep it.  ❞ ❝  i am not weak. and i will never be sorry not to be like you.  ❞ ❝  you draw me in as if you are winding up a thread.  ❞ ❝  the fragility of mortals breeds kindness and good grace.  ❞ ❝ come, there are blankets here, laid for you upon the soft grass. ❞ ❝ there will be no songs made for you. no stories. you will live a life of obscurity. you will be without a name in history. you will be no one. ❞ ❝ those heroes. you should see the look on their faces when i run straight for them. ❞ ❝ those who fight against prophecy only draw it more tightly around their throats. ❞ ❝ see? we do not need anyone. ❞ ❝ have you not always insisted on being difficult in everything you do? ❞ ❝ you cannot think of it. it will only torment you. ❞ ❝ and that is the least of my powers. ❞ ❝ you are lucky i do not kill you where you stand. ❞ ❝ you do not understand the dangers that wait for you in the world. ❞ ❝ your threats are crude. i had hoped we might discuss this reasonably. ❞ ❝ you showed me your scars, and in return you let me pretend that i had none. ❞ ❝ my whole life, i have waited for tragedy to find me. ❞ ❝ it is not for such as you to question my purpose. ❞ ❝ i felt a weariness in me so great i thought i would sink into the earth. ❞ ❝ have patience, your strength will come in time. ❞ ❝ you have never understood how strong i am. ❞ ❝ you do not know what i can do. ❞ ❝ i have said all i will say. do not ask me again. ❞ ❝ perhaps no parent can truly see their child. when we look we see only the mirror of our own faults. ❞ ❝ i cannot bear this world a moment longer. ❞ ❝ there is no profit in chasing riddles of the fates. ❞ ❝ why can you not be more peaceful? why must it be so hard? ❞ ❝ come. let’s do something fun. i will show you magic. ❞ ❝ at last. i have met the thing the gods can use against me. ❞ ❝ clever. you were testing me, weren’t you? ❞ ❝ i must tell you, all my past is like today; monsters and horrors no one wants to hear. ❞ ❝ you cannot come. it is not safe for mortals. ❞ ❝ come forth, and speak to my face. or do you only do your murdering from the shadows? ❞ ❝ you are safe. we may be happy at last. ❞ ❝ what else have you kept from me? ❞ ❝ all heroes are fools. all heroes but me. ❞ ❝ i know what i was in those days: unsteady, inconstant. ❞ ❝ i will be fine, i promise you. ❞ ❝ i have a better idea. i will do as i please. ❞ ❝ will there never be an end to it? ❞ ❝ i will wear that shame all my life. i cannot undo it, but i will spend my days wishing i could. ❞ ❝ if you want to join me, i will not stop you. ❞ ❝ if i do this thing, it will be the last i will ever do for you. ❞ ❝ i am sorry i put you in such danger. ❞

[fliqhtlessbird]

i'm thinking again about k.atniss and her lil appalachian accent and her suppressing it as she gets older but it still squeaking out when she gets really excited or really upset. and when she sings sometimes :)

[fliqhtlessbird]

[katnissisoliveskinneddealwithit]

The Hunger Games  by liasailor

[leneemusing]

mending a minor injury for the object of your desires.  the tension and unresolved yearning felt with every brush of fingers,  the hesitant eye contact as you tie the bandage around their palm,  the gentle banter and begrudging fussing.  that treacherously felt unspoken line you inch towards every time you show just how scared you were that it would be worse or could be worse next time.  that almost kiss…

[fliqhtlessbird]

𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

WHAT DOES YOUR MUSE SMELL LIKE? for the most part? just like a basic clean soap. when a perfume makes sense, it would be kind of woodsy/green. i'm thinking fig and bergamot with a woody base note. there's a specific perfume i'm thinking of... for the life of me i cannot remember the name of it, but it has this vibe.

WHAT DO YOUR MUSE’S HANDS FEEL LIKE? in canon, her hands are a little rougher just by nature of her always being outside, shooting her bow, foraging for food. and they're softer in modern verses just because she hunts less and while she's still good with her bow, she shoots more recreationally.

WHAT DOES YOUR MUSE USUALLY EAT IN A DAY? not much honestly. her canon diet mostly consists of whatever she can find in the woods. stews and soups are a staple. very rarely bread. and she very much makes sure that prim and her mom eat before she does so it's really just whatever is leftover. which is a trait she carries into modern verses but when there's no one around but herself, she frequently forgets. she has an easier time when she's got someone else to worry about alongside herself. something something she never learned to prioritize herself because she's been a caretaker for so long etc etc.

DOES YOUR MUSE HAVE A GOOD SINGING VOICE? oh yes, famously so. she uses it more in some verses than others.

DOES YOUR MUSE HAVE ANY BAD HABITS OR NERVOUS TICKS? she's really big on running her fingers through her hair when she's stressed. she'll also twirl it around her finger or take small sections of it to braid absentmindedly. she also taps her fingers on things (tables, arms of chairs, her thighs, etc).

WHAT DOES YOUR MUSE USUALLY LOOK LIKE / WEAR? unless she's in a verse where it wouldn't make sense, her clothes actually never fit quite right. they are always at least a size or two bigger than necessary and well-worn, her shoes are scuffed, she has her dad's old leather jacket and she does all the patches needed herself. her hair is also famously always a mess. it's very long and she braids it back but there are always loose pieces framing her face and little bits popping out of the braid.

IS YOUR MUSE AFFECTIONATE? HOW SO? she would say no but actually she is. her favorite little gesture of affection is brushing hair back from peoples faces / off their forehead. she's not usually the first person to offer a hug but she will give them to people she trusts. also resting her hand on people's arms / on top of their hands when she can see they're upset.

WHAT POSITION DOES YOUR MUSE SLEEP IN? she sleeps on her side. constant vigilance means she's usually facing the door but mostly she makes herself as small as possible (an impressive feat tbh) which is just a habit from sharing a small bed with prim for a majority of her life.

COULD YOU HEAR YOUR MUSE IN THE HALLWAY FROM ANOTHER ROOM? no. not only is she a trained hunter so not making noise when she walks is essential but she's also just so small. even when she's not being cautious she just doesn't make much noise.

tagged by: @imbalanceofpower (love u) tagging: you :]

[polartss]

Katniss Everdeen ❤️‍🩹🌼 I hadn’t drawn her in so many years!! my babygirl since I was 13/14 i love her sm!!

[little-lynx]

FULL YEAR OF EVERLARK KISSES: APRIL

While I haven’t decided which outfits to draw next, I’m starting another series that I’ve been thinking about for a long time. 12 months and 12 kisses. If the outfit series is tied to the books, then this one is more free and allows me to use my imagination. I think this series of illustrations is set about a couple of years after the end of the “mockingjay”, well before the epilogue. I hope you will enjoy this series as much as I enjoy to draw it :)

Kiss # 1 - April.

My favorite month of the year and the one of most important months for Everlark ❤️

[fliqhtlessbird]

@fullrigor continued from [x]

katniss tries her best not to look at him. it's a bad habit now, and not a very kind one either, but self-preservation overrides any pleasantries he would normally be afforded. in truth, it hurts like hell to look into his eyes -- to see how badly he'd been damaged by the capitol brainwashing and how little of the light she'd usually find is still left. peeta has yelled many hurtful things at her, venomous in a way that allowed them to seep into her bloodstream, but losing that light is far worse than anything he could ever say.

"so you want me to lie?" her voice is soft and she's careful not to raise it beyond what he would find comfortable and non-confrontational. the last thing she needs is him lurching for her throat right now, even if there are people nearby enough to stop him from killing her. she's too tired, and it shows in the way her shoulders slump down. she preoccupies herself with watching her foot as she kicks the heel of her boot gently back against the wall. "isn't me being a liar one of the many things you hate about me? now you're encouraging it?"

[mine-loves]

We grew up together.

[fliqhtlessbird]

something that's always made me laugh about k.atniss and p.eeta is that when they get reaped she's internally like "no, no. not him. anyone but him" and you think it's in a star-crossed lovers kind of way but she really is just like GOD why'd they pick the one person i can't kill and it's all because he was nice to her one time 5 years ago

[fliqhtlessbird]

@damnatius -- ❛ would you run away with me? ❜ (prompts)

hand embroidery is hard, fine work. her fingers still feel the ache of it long after the last stitch has been set. that work has fled her head as the night crept in and the handkerchiefs embroidered with small yellow dragons are bleeding strongwine, spilled by an errant hand but long forgotten now.

aegon's hair is golden in candlelight, glowing like the scales of his beloved dragon. the light shimmers in his eyes like starlight in deep violet pools. it's rare to see him so relaxed. even under the influence of his favored arbor red, he always keeps a level of melancholy to him. his shoulders never quite release the tension. it's a kind of sadness that runs straight to the core, a sadness she recognizes even if her own colors her in a different shade of blue. but here, right now, he leans into her with a reckless softness, kiss-swollen lips curving into a delirious smile before they collide with her own. his fingers light a wildfire across her skin as they drag up her arm and over her shoulder, splaying against her neck and tangling in the mess of her hair. he attempts to pull her closer, never satisfied with proximity until it swallows him whole, but she's as close as she's able to get

when he pulls back, his lips part. "would you run away with me?"

he breathes the words into the space between them desperately. his eyes flutter open and his lashes catch the light in a way that momentarily distracts her. it's a question without an answer. it's a question that gets weighed down by a million caveats. i would... but we'd never make it and i would... but i don't think it would save you. none of that matters when he's this close to her and he's looking so deeply into her eyes. too deeply, as if he's searching for something she isn't sure she has. her heart stutters in her chest.

"i would." she replies, and she leaves off every lingering but... or what if. her voice holds assurance she normally withholds. aegon sighs and pulls her in for another heated kiss and everything else falls away as her eyes close again. she holds on tight to now. nights like this fade too quickly and the sun rises so fast. nothing matters but his lips and his hands and this clandestine moonlit moment.

[sloanecakes]

Katniss