(𝓐 ⇢ 𝘚𝘠𝘔𝘉𝘖𝘓.

❝ (𝕋ℍ𝔼)⠀𝒢𝐼𝑅𝐿⠀𝐎𝐍⠀𝙁𝙄𝙍𝙀. ❞

[mckngjy]

PRIVATE, PERSONAL INTERPRETATION OF KATNISS EVERDEEN FROM SUZANNE COLLINS' THE HUNGER GAMES. BY NADYA. SHE / HER. 25. CHARACTERIZATION IS IN DEVELOPMENT AS I RE-READ THE SERIES. (EXTREMELY SELECTIVE) WITH MUTUALS & RARELY FOLLOW FIRST. CROSSOVER VERSES PENDING. DUPE FRIENDLY.

LINKS: ⁽⁰¹⁾ GUIDE. ⁽⁰²⁾ INFO. ⁽⁰³⁾ INSP. ⁽⁰⁴⁾ PINS. ⁽⁰⁵⁾ VERSES.

EXPLORING : CREATION OF A SYMBOL, THE DESTRUCTION OF GREED, MY SISTER'S KEEPER, OUROBOROS, THE LOSS OF GIRLHOOD, FIRE IS CATCHING, THE WEIGHT OF THE WORLD & AN UNWORTHY SURVIVOR.

[mckngjy]

officially moving katniss back to @revnants.

[mckngjy]

KATNISS DEEP DIVE [001], subject : cyclical trains of thought & how that manifests in silence.

one of the most interesting and relatable aspects of katniss, in my opinion, is how quickly she can let her thoughts, worries, and assumptions spiral out of control in a way that both helps her survive & also harms her mental well being. this happens in even the most mundane of situations, like on the train to the capitol when she began to think a little too hard about home, her mom, and prim (now with the complication of actually being reaped, leaving at a moment's notice, and likely never making it home again to find out if they survive her absence). her thought pattern seems to lock in on details first, nothing too small or insignificant to escape her notice, but eventually her anxiety creeps its way in, pushing her to darker scenarios that reflect the trauma she's experienced so far in her young life.

then there are the rabbit holes she falls down in everyday conversation, an attempt to dissect everything she's presented : someone's words, their tone, their actions, the intent behind them. while this is all going on internally, she doesn't often feel the need to fill any silence left behind - nor do her features tend to give much away. it's only after really getting to know katniss that one might even guess at the way she picks it all apart from moment to moment. unfortunately this habit tends to lead to her villainizing others for their perceived ill will as well as reinforcing her own fears & insecurities.

now the true [SPIRALING] she experiences is much more evident and harder to ignore in times of extreme stress. this is showcased in the first book of the series as the games are winding down & blood continues to spill. the releasing of the mutts and the message that sent was the ultimate trigger. suddenly death was not the last victory of the capitol, it was only the beginning. if the torment only continued once your heart stopped beating, if they can BRING YOU BACK in any vile, twisted form they choose, where does it end? how does it end?

in the darkest of times, those winding thoughts tend to end with katniss at rock bottom, completely dejected and firmly self - planted into the worst case scenario. ❝ there will never be anything but cold and fear and the agonized sounds of the boy dying (...) ❞ logistically, realistically impossible & yet she's 100% sure of this outcome in the moment. [ IT MIGHT BE IMPRESSIVE IF IT WASN'T SO SAD !! ]

TL;DR. basically despite everything katniss has gone through in this damn series, there is legitimately NOTHING THAT COMPARES to what she can come up with in her own mind regarding any given situation. she is mostly, if only subconsciously, aware of this fact and while she does attempt to self soothe and disrupt her own patterns of thinking, she simply lacks the tools needed to navigate this maladaptive coping mechanism of rumination.

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FROM THE HUNGER GAMES: MOCKINGJAY *  assorted dialogue from part 1 (2014) and part 2 (2015), adjust as necessary

it is the things we love most that destroy us.

do you have any other conditions?

if we burn... you burn with us.

do you see that?

you know, i like you better without all the makeup.

i like you better sober.

i never wanted any of this.

i want everyone who is watching to lay down their weapons.

everyone's either gonna wanna kiss you, kill you, or be you.

they're coming, [name]. they're gonna kill everyone.

are you fighting, [name]? you here to fight with us?

i'm in pain. that's the only way i can get your attention.

they let us go.

you did it, [name]. you showed them.

he's not even afraid of us.

it's almost not fair.

hello, [name]. this how you greet an old friend?

maybe i don't recognize you sober.

i drag myself out of nightmares and there's no relief in waking up.

it takes ten times longer to put yourself back together than it does to fall apart.

we can't guarantee her safety.

i want to go.

and if you're killed?

make sure you get it on camera.

no, no, listen to me. no one else can do this.

we need to make it personal.

that's not the issue.

this is the only choice you have.

we will make you the best dressed rebel in history.

this is where you kissed me.

i didn't think you remembered that.

i would have to be dead to forget that.

i thought she went to find you.

there's no one on the stairs.

you know everything old can be made new again.

isn't that what i promised you?

did you have a nightmare? i have nightmares, too.

someday i'll explain it to you.

i'll tell you how i survive it.

i make a list in my head of all the good things i've seen someone do. every little thing i can remember.

it's like a game. i do it over and over.

there are much worse games to play.

you love me. real or not real?

stay with me.

what do all those deaths mean?

we all have one enemy.

stop killing for him.

promise me you'll find it.

we're very familiar with each other's screams.

you really think i gave the order?

i've been watching you. and you watching me.

i'm afraid we've both been played for fools.

i don't believe you.

i thought we'd agreed never to lie to each other.

may your aim be true as your heart is pure.

your favorite color is green. is that real?

now you're talking.

i wish he'd hurry up with the last part.

you're still trying to protect me. real or not real?

that's what you and i do. keep each other alive.

i know you.

i'm here to kill him.

the bullet didn't even touch you.

what are your injuries?

nobody likes me.

they're afraid of you.

i, of all people, know that it's always personal.

i guess there are no rules anymore about what a person can do to another person.

give me one reason why i shouldn't shoot you.

bury them alive.

there's gotta be a better way.

[mossmosss]

[mckngjy]

THIS IS WHERE IT BEGINS TO UNRAVEL, the once quiet cooperation between tributes making way for a newly haunted space between them. an acknowledgment of the notion that you may now be locking eyes with your killer (...) your victim. even worse is that they've all been here before, stripped of the singular benefit that comes from being chosen for the games : NEVER GOING BACK.

❝ you have no right to stop me, and you're not going to try. ❞ @sequine. FROM, CURRENTLY ACCEPTING.

it goes against her better judgment to get involved, yet she can't seem to help herself. there's far more at risk this time around & she's determined. DISTRICT 12 WILL HAVE IT'S VICTOR ONCE AGAIN, the more deserving half of their unlikely duo. a debt repaid, a life saved, that's the kind of hope people need.

❝ you wanna use someone as a demonstration, fine - but it won't be peeta. ❞ [or me] but she doesn't think that really needs to be said, the near snarl on her mouth enough to convey the right message. SHE HATES THIS PART THE MOST. the showing off, prancing around the training center like they're some kind of ordained warriors & not the capitol's latest batch of cannon fodder.

[notmorbid]

these violent delights.

dialogue prompts from these violent delights by micah nemerever.

i never told you my name.

who puts those awful ideas in your head?

you're forever assuming the worst.

what's that face? you look like you're going to cry.

you're one of those people who worry all the time, aren't you?

i don't worry, i ruminate. they're distinct actions.

nothing made you. you just are.

beautiful things are supposed to hurt.

people tell you you're shy all the time, don't they?

i don't know how i ever got on without you.

a little trouble is a good thing for a young person.

i wasn't born yesterday. i know what kids get up to.

it's good to have guns to stick to.

you could do anything to me and i'd let you.

i'm not ready to be seen. not yet.

i don't need you to treat me respectfully. i'm not made of glass.

tell me you love me, at least. please. i need to know somebody does.

do i look normal? i can't tell if i look normal.

you can get away with anything, as long as you act like an authority on the truth.

don't tell me what i want.

you know you're just about the worst liar i've ever met.

i don't think you've ever felt anything that didn't hurt you.

you're so square, you're a cube.

i just want you to believe me when i tell you you're worth something.

there are limits to what you can expect people to understand, without living it.

you can't fight everybody all the time. you still have to live with them.

i forget how blue the sky can be outside the city.

i'm going to push you off a cliff, you fucking boy scout.

thank you for trusting me with this.

be a kid while you still can.

please believe in the things i try to tell you, instead of the things you think you deserve to be told.

if the sun touched you for even a moment, you'd go up in flames. like a vampire.

your voice changes when you're angry.

what a lonely, dreary thing it is to know the truth.

you never look away, even when your eyes are closed, but i'm never certain you can see what's really there.

tell me you need me. in those words.

can i tell you something? that i'm all but certain you won't believe?

i never lie to you. but sometimes, i wish i could.

you never let me pretend the truth is alright when it isn't.

you have a profound, elusive sadness about you.

you didn't. please tell me you didn't.

you and your awful little games.

why would i bother to grow my own conscience when you're always around to pester me?

you're going to help me escape.

this house is a shadowbox, never meant for human things.

you have no right to stop me, and you're not going to try.

you're sweet, when you want to be.

do you want me to kill ____? i mean it.

it might do you good to be an orphan.

you're just so sincerely creepy.

wealthy people pay handsomely for the privilege of ignoring cries for help.

i've never seen you like that before. not once.

i've decided to learn to be impulsive.

the worst damage humans do isn't rooted in malice, but in thoughtlessness.

there's such a thing as right and wrong. anyone can figure out the difference if they're willing to think for themselves.

there's no part of you i can't see.

i don't want to hurt you. please don't let me.

you're ridiculous, sometimes. but that's alright.

i don't want you right now. go home.

i'm not like you. i don't even have a shape of my own to hold anything else in place.

i'll never matter the way you do, and you know it.

say what you need to say.

if you say the word 'deserve' one more time, i'm driving us off a bridge.

i've been meaning to talk to you about ____.

i'm worried about what you're getting into.

you don't see me. you can't. you never could.

it's your life. you're entitled to make your own mistakes.

i want you to know you deserve better. you don't have to put up with ____.

you scare the hell out of me. you really do.

you look the same way you always have.

i was worried i'd lost you.

i'll take care of you. i don't need you to be brave.

all i want to do is make you happy, and you're the unhappiest person i've ever met.

i would rather be cruel than weak.

i want you to let me be nice to you today. i don't care if you think you deserve it.

this place looks like somewhere in a jigsaw puzzle.

it's always been real for me. every second.

please don't say anything to my mother.

we can't fix it if you don't tell me what happened.

i'll call you when i can stand the sight of you. don't hold your breath.

hiding the truth is still lying.

i thought you'd finally trust me if you knew i'd kill for you.

i'm just as much of a monster as you are.

i was missing part of myself my whole life, until i met you.

righteous fury leaves no space for fear.

you can always talk to me. about anything, okay? i love you no matter what.

you played [game] in school, didn't you?

no one tolerates boredom worse than the idle rich.

someone needs to be looking after you.

you know you can't actually stop me, right?

i want to be able to look at you.

when you need to, you will understand.

i'm only ever early when i'm afraid.

people talk themselves into the strangest things when they want to look impressive.

in the end, there's no difference between trusting someone and underestimating them.

[mckngjy]

*heavy breathing*

[frailbug]

[gamehaunt]

brow furrows as he hears her. fingernails dig into his palm as he swallows the venom that fills his mouth and threatens to choke him. she was being nice, apologetic, SHE'S A LIAR. SHE'S A MURDERER. eyes close as he tries to focus on anything but the screaming in his head, to be present. he'd seen her around thirteen, how people cared for her and how she cared for them. the whiplash of the demon in his head and the girl in front of him was enough to drive anyone insane. eyes open suddenly, looking down at his palm to see small crescent moon shaped cuts dotted along his palm. the blood emerging slowly, this was real. he nods at her words, bringing himself to the setting they were in.

❛ you know... in my head, you're right. all of these deaths, what happened to us at the capitol... it's all your fault. ❜ his words come out slowly but they lack the venom of hate, they're almost matter - of - fact before he looks up at her. his eyes are wide, searching for something he can't quite grasp. ❛ but then... something at the back of my mind says no. it's this... deep down feeling i can't shake that you're not the monster you think you are. that i think you are. ❜ he sighs then, looking down at his hands, red with cuts that prove this moment is real. ❛ it's hard to figure out what's real when that's happening. ❜

[mckngjy]

WAR OF THE BODY & MIND - a tragedy to witness, even worse that there's nothing she can do to help him. you only ever make it worse. dragging him back into the throes of whatever it is they did to him, sending him into a state of utter rage & panic, where the only thought is [ me vs. you ] sometimes she roots harder for him than herself, wishing he would just take another shot, cut off her airway as the final retribution for all of the death & destruction that's come from her rebellion.

❝ i'm sorry, ❞ what else is there to say? struggling with her own perception of reality, caught between acceptance & guilt. ❝ if i could help you in some way i would. i thought staying away was how i did that. ❞ sticking to the wall like a shadow whenever he came near, all too ready & eager to disappear. but he seems more confused than ever, fighting back against the tendrils that have slipped into every corner of his mind. once the capitol gets its hands on you, is there ever any letting go? IF ANYONE COULD DO IT, IT'S PEETA. that thought brings her the smallest amount of comfort, taking root in the doubt that threatens to spread. ❝ but if that doesn't help - if there's anything else i could (...) ❞ harder than ever to open herself up to him, to even look him in the eye — knowing what he must see.

[mckngjy]

YELLOWJACKETS VERSE. pt. 1 / ? 1996 timeline, senior (18), archery captain.

❍ katniss' family is based a few miles outside of town, surrounded by the thick new jersey wilderness.

❍ following the death of her father & the subsequent absence of her mother in the thick of her grief, katniss becomes the sole bread winner of the family, tasked with keeping them fed.

❍ utilizing the skills her father taught her in her youth, katniss ventures into the woods beyond their property line to find what they need in terms of both food & medicine.

❍ she takes great care in making sure they remain well - kept, using her tips from shifts at a local diner to pay for other essentials like clothes, toiletries, home goods, etc. she's often sent home with free meals which also helps.

❍ katniss is the sole member of the archery "team" at wiskayok high school (also the captain), an extracurricular that would have been dissolved without her ability to win medals & break records.

❍ a few weeks before she's meant to go to her own national competition, lottie invites her to hitch a ride with the yellowjackets. debating the cost of traveling on her own, she somewhat reluctantly accepts.

❍ post - crash katniss is on the calmer side, settling back into survival mode & trying to help the others adapt.

❍ she's no good with the gun but she does often go on her own hunting excursions for smaller game. she also does her best with gathering medicinal herbs and any edible plant life.

❍ she worries endlessly about prim & her mother while she's gone, upon their rescue she would learn that her sister passed away due to malnutrition several months after the crash. her relationship with her mother never recovers.

❍ katniss is reluctant to believe in any kind of presence in the wilderness. the woods that feel so similar to the trees back home, she finds comfort the further she is from the cabin.

❍ she does eventually give in to the lure of it after participating in doomcoming & the feast. she develops her bow & arrow making skills in record time & begins creating bigger & deadlier weaponry. eventually using them on all kinds of prey.

[voluntours]

she wonders why they would give her such a task:   it was easily taken   &   with a love for her childhood friend,   but she feels so unimportant,   so unworthy sitting here in front of katniss in all her unwanted   &   smothering glory.   always good with people,   never good enough,   always the angel–   never the god.

[   she likes it that way,   she's fine with being the friend on the sidelines who people look to for support   ...   correction,   she liked it that way,   when it was easier when it was small crushes on the school yard,   consoling people through stomachs that were eating them from the inside.   ]

" well time may not be on our side but the more we let up,   the worse off he'll be. "   you pause.   " &   katniss,   i– "   she wants to save him for him,   does he not deserve that respect for all that he has done?   there is the twitch of her tongue that wants to advocate for him now,   but she's not the girl to do it to,   she's only delly's age,   she's only a girl.   " please don't leave. "   hand shoots across the table,   pausing only centimeters from grabbing katniss's own   ...   but she pauses,   she hesitates,   knowing full well that she wouldn't want it.   the hand retreats.   " please,   you're   ...   you're important to him,   to me. "

[mckngjy]

IT'S ALL TOO EASY TO SEE where she's coming from, the desire to pull closer together in times that feel dire. [ i have always been their opposite ] - desperate to flee at the first sign of trouble, to curl in on herself. there is no way to abandon that which refuses to be held, she learned that much too young. / @EXILAE.

( a. ) how it became easier to watch her mother fall into herself if she does the same. ( b. ) how it hurt less to see her bond with prim if katniss had first closed the door by her own weary hand. never again would she be so reliant on another that their absence would shatter her world. the safety of forever being at arms length.

❝ you've seen how he is with me now, delly- ❞ the white-hot memory of his hands wrapped around her throat, all that strength focused on keeping the air from her lungs. all of it wearing the face of someone she [...] loves - but she could've sworn she was looking into the eyes of a stranger. not the baker's boy, not the victor she knew. no one seemed to know how long the effects would last, if they would wane at all - her cynical heart is nearly convinced he's a total loss. his worst fear come true, just another pawn of the capitol. not quite a person, but something to be used. & abused. ❝ it's just hard, i don't feel useful here. ❞ under the watchful eyes of a close - knit district 13, she feels more like a budding liability, a nuisance.

[unes23]

Nora Attal by Jamie Hawkesworth for JW Anderson

[mckngjy]

me as a tribute pt. 2 🫡

[gamehaunt]

@mckngjy said : i was wrong.

blue eyes make their way up to scan her face, brow creased slightly in thought. was this real or was she manipulating him ? the thought crosses his mind, sits with him, before he pushes it away. her features are soft, there's nothing about her that makes it seem like she's looking for a fight and what would admitting to him that she was wrong do ? he was a victim of his own mind, A MUTT, and although she was now going back on that word, it had been fitting. ❛ no. ❜ his voice comes out soft and defeated. there's a flat tone to it that's almost robotic. ❛ i don't even know what's real or fake anymore. if you're being honest. but i know that calling me a mutt... it felt... ❜ he looks down finally, at his calloused hands and curls his fingers into his palm. he can feel his nails digging into his flesh, REAL. ❛ you don't have to apologize katniss. ❜

[mckngjy]

SHOULD HAVE BIT MY TONGUE UNTIL IT BLED, the needless cruelty that only comes easier as the days pass. how many bodies can fall in your name before it begins to have an effect? they try to reassure her that it's for the cause, how could any of it be her fault? as if she can't see their hair braided in fealty, the hope in their eyes - all hanging on the mockingjay. if they only knew how she cowers behind closet doors, wakes up screaming at the horrors burned into memory. would they continue to fight? she can't imagine it. ❝ if i'm being honest, i was taking it out on you. ❞ this rage & guilt & sorrow that has no home.

❝ nothing that's happened is your fault, i shouldn't act as if it is. ❞ once she might have choked on her pride, now there's only regret. endlessly sorry for all that she's done & even more for all she has not.

[mckngjy]

spell out your url using characters you love from any media. then, tag as many people as there are letters in your url (or however many you'd like!) inspired by the song titles dashboard game.

M - mia : talk to me. C - cindy b.erman : fear street. K - kieran w.ilcox : mtv's scream. N - natalie s.catorccio : yellowjackets. G - ginger f.itzgerald : ginger snaps. J - jessica j.ones : jessica jones. Y - yearly, maren (lol) : bones & all.

tagged by: @lingeringscars / @reputahtion ♡ tagging: @bloodset, @toeat, @herosupe, @gamehaunt, @rosewon, @nighthire, & @mehrcedita.

[suonko]

by Paul Maitland