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cato blackwood. sword boy. i n h u m a n indie | selective

[inhxmane]

[ i'm going to put this blog on a little hiatus. i'm just focusing on other things and blogs. i love cato too much to abandon him. i promise i'll be back, loves. ]

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                          ı шαпт чσυ тσ вεʟσпɢ тσ мε           вυт ι тнιɴĸ тнey cαll тнαт jeαloυѕy

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The Blackwood Twins. Living the high life with their father, in a bustling city. Neither even knew that they had a great uncle, who owned a shack in the middle of a strange town called Gravity Falls. That was until the twins’ father made them go visit for the summer.

“I’m bored. When is this dumb bus ride over?" Xander whined, dropped his psp and headphones, onto his chest and looked upside down at his twin, who sat across the way from him. It was only them on the bus, giving them both room to spread out. Xander had his back pressed against the leather seat, his head hanging into the aisle. "When do we stop next, I’m hungry.”

[inhxmane]

         Gregor had his head resting on the glass window, the rhythm of the bus knocking his head slightly. He was annoyed with the fact that their father had sent them away. The summer was spent doing what he wanted in a city he knew better than anybody. The boy sighed, earbuds falling from his ears only find his brother whining.

         "Do you have to whine?" Greg looked over at him, sprawled over the bus seat like a little kid. At the mention of hunger, his own belly growled slightly. He nodded his head, "Yea, that's a good idea."

[inhxmane]

[ I haven't been on in so long. I'm sorry. Let me just get my bearings. I have been on my Maleficent since Friday. ;-; But lawd, if anyone wants to plot come to my ask box WITH A PLOT. Please just don't come in and ask, "Wanna plot???" bc that gets annoying. ;/ ]

[confused-at-mindandsoul-blog]

[kuro-sanguis-blog1]

”孤独であることを認めたら？” “Why don’t you admit your loneliness?”

Plasticzooms- SAVAGE (via kaze-no-slave)

[haulet]

and when it's morning again, they'll wash away

[teethxforxaxgift]

                   Don’t take away your

        touch

                           because it means so

                      much

                                      to feel

             ;your

                        hand in

           mine

[inhxmane]

amxdala said: ( why damia why must you appeal to naboo. she cries. )

[ BECAUSE CATO LOVES HIS HOME. AND HE HASN'T BEEN BACK SINCE HE WAS A TEENAGER. I CRY. ]

[inhxmane]

[ yep, Cato's animation FC is Teddy Altman. And that's final. ]

[inhxmane]

"Are you even listening to yourself?"

           meme;

「 ☰ 」— — - “ ♕ ”

               ❝ Padmé... You have to understand.                           I'm doing this F O R Naboo. ❞

                His breathing was quick, drawing in                 short breaths. She would be the only                 one to understand. The only one who                 loves Naboo as much as he did. And                 why he needed to do this. 

                        ❝ I have to do this. ❞

[inhxmane]

Put one of these in my askbox to see how my Muse reacts.

"My parents know."

"Don’t go."

"You’re under arrest."

"Just let me die."

"I’m pregnant and it’s yours."

"Make me."

"Kiss me you idiot."

"I didn’t do it."

"That isn’t mine."

"Marry me?"

"Truth hurts, don’t it?"

"Be mine."

"You owe me."

"Just relax."

"I already regret this."

"Where are my clothes?"

"You could have killed someone!"

"I think I broke it."

"Do you love me?"

"We need to talk."

"Never again."

"Do I know you?"

"How drunk are you right now?"

"Well that was unexpected."

"Have you ever even done this before?"

"I just want to cuddle."

"I can’t even look at you."

"What happened to you?"

"Don’t you dare."

"I missed you."

"This stays between us."

"I need a hug."

"I could kill you!"

"Kiss me."

"You’re so weird."

"Why are you wearing that?"

"You coward."

"You’re all out of ____."

"You. Come. Snuggle. NOW!"

"I think I’m forgetting something."

"This seems familiar."

"You lied to me!"

"Are you threatening me?"

"Is that my shirt?"

"Where did you find this?"

"Explain yourself."

"Where were you?"

"You drive me crazy!"

"I think I’m falling in love with you. "

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Just leave me alone."

"I need a drink."

"What were you thinking?"

"I dare you." or "I dare you to _____."

"I’m going to be sick."

"For you, I would _____"

"Just what did we do last night?"

"Give it back."

"I have to go."

"Shut up and listen."

"Do you remember this?"

"Want to hear a secret?"

"Take responsibility."

"Don’t look at me like that."

"Give me another chance."

"Don’t you dare come near me!"

"What the hell do you think you’re doing?"

"You mean everything to me."

"Why yes, I am as think as you drunk I am."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I miss you so very much."

"No, that can’t be my baby."

"Just five more minutes."

"No! You can’t die on me now!"

"That’s the cheesiest pickup line I’ve ever heard."

"Put. The. Weapon. Down."

"What are we doing here?"

"Do you trust me?"

"That sounds painful."

"Are you even listening to yourself?"

"I’m not speaking to you anymore."

"I can’t believe you missed that."

"That was a bad plan."

"That looked easier on TV."

"I’ve never heard that one before."

"I didn’t know you could do that."

[empressarian]

—— no i don’t think u understand. if we’re mutuals and you make me a random starter, i will physically reach into my chest, pull out my own heart, fly over to wherever you are, and present it to u on a bedazzled platter with a complimentary gift of beyonce’s new album okay? for reals tho. 

[inhxmane]

[ I got all my drafts done. So happy. Aaaah. Yaaaas. So, I'm open if you want to plot anything! ]

[nevermisses-a]

▐ ▏——- 「×× 」;;                 [ She’d forgotten when the last time was that she slept, properly slept. Her eyes ached, the lids heavy. Constantly, she told herself that she didn’t need anybody. She was fine on her own, she could protect herself fine, she didn’t need anybody to help her. But she did. She knew she did. Admitting it to herself wasn’t really something she was good at, the cold exterior of her features betraying nothing. But being with him, being close to him, in his arms—- Everything was different. ]                         [ She could let her walls down around him. Relax. Because she knew he’d look out for her, watch her back, protect her. Despite their situation, how she was certain that there was no shred of hope that it was going to get better, she had him. ]

                                  “Thought winning was supposed to be incredible.”            [ Her voice is weary, she’s so tired, but still half awake. The instinct of keeping herself awake is still fighting despite her closed eyelids. She’s completely relaxed on him now. Keeping her hand over his. ] 

[inhxmane]

「 ☰ 」— — - “ ♕ ”

            [ It was easy to let himself tire, eyelids heavy with exhaustion. It was easy to do much of anything around Clove. The horrors they both went through, although it felt like the right thing to do at the time, still haunting them  and still affecting the lives they thought would be easy. At the time, it was incredible. But when Clove's life was at stake, when he thought she die, all of it came together. The realization that none of this was good, none of it was right. But together, it was so much easier to deal with. ]

            [ Cato would protect her like he did in the Games. Perhaps till the day he died. She was all he had. Any hope of a normal life stayed with her. Any hope that maybe it would get better and the nightmares would disappear lay with their moments together. ]

                     "Just.. sleep, Clover. You need it."

            [ His voice was firm, urging her to stop fighting and remembering. To stop feeding the monster that lived inside them. He would stay awake and make sure she didn't have those nightmares again. ]

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Games { inhxmane and ruthlessknives }

[ruthlessknives-blog]

She looked up at the person standing before her with narrowed eyes and a locked jaw. His words only made her angrier and before she could stop herself, she hissed, "You asshole. Don't you realize that when we enter the Games, the sponsors are going to be all over that girl?" Why the hell did he care about the way she was acting anyways? At the end of the day, they were both going to kill one another. "Why do you even care about my actions? It's not like you care, anyways." She growled, standing up and pushing past him without hearing his reply. At this point, she could honestly care less. Clove and Cato had met a while back, but they'd never been the friendliest type. If anything, Clove and Cato were very competitive against one another. And that only gave her a better reason to kill him, but then again, she needed a little competition in her life.

Clove made her way to the bathroom- the only room that wasn't destroyed- and stood in front of the sink. While standing there, she pulled the pieces of glass from her skin, wincing quietly to herself. She could barely feel some of the shards, but the deeper ones were a little more challenging to pull out. Eventually she just resorted to yanking them out without even thinking about it. She watched the blood run down her arms and the crimson drops stain her shirt. After a minute, she placed herself on the counter and worked on shards covering her legs and feet. She focused on them carefully, completely forgetting that Cato was still in the room. She wished he would just mind his own goddamn business, but in reality, he was just as stubborn as her. Well- maybe not as much as her.

[inhxmane]

His eyebrows furrowed, angrier with her response. Immaturity was something Cato despised and in her words, he heard it. They've worked their entire lives, fighting, competing for this spot. Calling him an asshole wasn't going to get them anywhere. Her immaturity showing in the worst way. "There are hundreds of potential sponsors. Are you really that stupid enough to think all of them are going to sponsor her?" He gritted his teeth, "I only care about looking good for our sponsors. We're going to be allies. That means we're a team. And if the sponsors don't like one of use, they don't like either of us." Cato hated to have to tell her this, she knew better. Or at least, he thought she did. Cato watched as she made her way to the bathroom. Standing up from his kneeling position, he questioned whether he should leave her alone or follow. Either way, he felt as if she would never learn. He sighed, walked to the open door of the bathroom.

He watched her trying to collect herself, pulling out the pieces of broken glass. Watching as her blood ran down her hands. Her stubborn nature presenting itself in the careless way she pulled out the shards. Part of him wanted to step in and do it for her. How many times had he been in her position? His anger getting the best of him while he destroyed the better part of his room. He stepped in, walking the few paces close to Clove. Wrapping his fingers around her wrist and running her hands under cold water. "You're an idiot." He sighed, "You're going to attract everyone to the scars on your hands." He took a towel off the rack, drying her hands and arms. The blood stained towel turing pink.

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Clove let out a soft laugh at his reaction - happy as a child would be if you gave them a new toy. Though, the laugh was a lie. She was rather disappointed. Cato was her best friend, but she knew that they were nothing more than training partners to him. It was difficult, because she couldn’t speak to him about anything other than training, as it wouldn’t peak his interest, and she had no-one else to turn to, so her emotions were always bottled up. Of course, this came in handy when it came to sparring, as she could let it all go and get better at fighting, but it just wasn’t good for her mind. 

❝So, how are we doing this?❞ She already knew the answer. Close combat. He always chose that, and he knew she hated it with a passion. She tried her best to improve, but her size structure just wasn’t built for it. She was stealthy, and quick, and astonishing with a knife. But that was it, she wasn’t strong, and that would always put her behind everyone bigger than her (which was most). 

[inhxmane]

「 ☰ 」— — - “ ♕ ”

    It was easier to fight, to spar and duel with each other than to speak. Neither were very good at it and Cato preferred not to delve too deep into his supposed emotions. When it came Clove, it was harder to put them aside. She was his favorite sparring partner and the only one he'd ever put any effort into. He knew her weaknesses and strengths, how to exploit them and how to enhance them. He wasn't too sure she knew that either. But he knew he would never tell her that when they fought, he was always trying to make her better. Her skills with throwing knives were better than anybody he'd ever seen, in District Two or otherwise but it would only ever get you so far. 

❝ Hand to hand. No weapons. ❞

    The smirk on his lips grew, widening into a smile. He would beat her but not before he got in a few hits, teaching her a few lessons. His father would be proud of his teaching skills, if there were ever a proud bone in his body.