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@militxntis
❝ I agree. But anyhow, you might as well enjoy the Capitol while you’re here. ❞
Cato laughed quietly, a smile appearing on his tense face.
❝ You’re more likely to get action here. Somewhere where people are stupid enough to go through with it. ❞
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❝ Oh, I always enjoy the Capitol while I'm here. ❞
[ His eye rolls, arms crossing over his chest. ]
❝ Action? What sort of action are you talking about? ❞
[ pls someone go answer my cato's open. i need thisss. ]
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Another eye roll. “I was trying to be nice.” she told him, dark brows furrowing as she shoved her books over to the side towards her bag and quills.
“I don’t have certain duties thank you very much.”
There was definitely something bothering him, she could tell that much. His next comment confirmed her thoughts, her green eyes narrowing just slightly at his choice of words. ”Mmhmm.” Her answer is casual. “That’s good. But you uh—- You feeling okay? You’ve just been looking kinda—- off for the past couple of days that’s all. That or you’re just getting uglier.”
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A smirk. "Nice isn't a good look on you, Clove." He tapped his fingers against the wooden table, watching them move rhythmically. "Stick to sarcasm and dirty looks. People know you better for those."
"Fine, fine. I don't know what you're up to most of the time."
It was a mistake to let his emotions get the best of him. He'd already broken down in from of Glimmer, not Clove too. He set his jaw, avoiding Clove's gaze. Trying to focus on anything that didn't move.
"I'm feeling fine far as I know," he answered, shrugging his shoulders. Rolling his eyes, "Maybe I am just getting uglier."
[ sudden need to want to rp Harry Potter bc I see none (and he's my bae) and bc i basically give up on finding a female muse to rp. ]
i created this account just over a week ago because dane dehaan to rekindle my love of all thing harry potter. and now i’m at 100+ followers? awesome. so to thank everyone for being so welcoming (honestly, i’m in love with the HP RP community) here is a humble follow forever
those that I admire from afar and have not yet mustered up the courage to talk to hint hint:
lastlivingpotter prxnkster militxntis nowoodjokes lorcxn xenxphilius gxnevra thebxywholived thekingofweasels theweaselette dracxnem
those that I rp with and are fab:
constantquibbling lxpusr xmagizoologist callousinsides lyricalluna veridien facadeofasnake xroseweasley rose—w snowide weaselhugo
there should be more of you but i’m just a timid woodland critter ok you’re all fab. thanks very much.
[ sssh. just do it. come here and make me happy. ]
“District 1 makes the luxury goods that decorate and beautify our great Capitol. Its excellent taste and craftsmanship keep Capitol residents bewigged and bedazzled year-round." (x)
District Appreciation - District One: Luxury
[ i want to play a girl muse really bad. im actually in pain from need. i need ideas, pls. who do you think i’ll be good at? ]
[ personally I prefer playing oc’s, but if you don’t want that but still want to be creative and not straight cannon. I suggest doing a victors son, or daughter…still kinda oc but not quite.]
[ oooh, that's not a bad idea. ^-^ ]
[ i want to play a girl muse really bad. im actually in pain from need. i need ideas, pls. who do you think i'll be good at? ]
When absolutely NO character ever is even slightly intimidated by extremely tall, muscular and violent characters. I know that you’re behind a computer screen and you’re not scared because it’s not real, but your character is weak, a foot shorter than mine and this 7-foot, 300-pound bruiser is getting extremely pissed off and has a license to injure. Could anyone not even be SLIGHLTY wary of someone like that?
ofwxnder said: I hope you feel better :)
[ oh thank you, my love. <3 ]
[ being denied food or being told you can't eat something that's in your house is possibly the worst thing you could do to me. i'm actually really sad about it.. ]
cruentabestia:
"You must have heard her screams, her desperate pleas.”
The words dripped from his lips, venomous and taunting. He stepped closer to his ally, to this pitiful little “warrior” from One who honestly thought he had a chance. That he could live and Cato Hadley would die at his hands. The thought alone made him laugh.
"I left her. Though, then again, you did too.”
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❝ Shut up, Cato. ❞
[ He didn't know her. Couldn't know her. She wouldn't beg or scream. She was his warrior queen. She'd fight till there was nothing left to fight for and even then she'd try. The one who'd given him the strength when he had none. If his words were true, Marvel would kill him. ]
❝ I didn't leave her. You killed her. ❞
glxmmer:
[ Thump. Thump. Thump. ]
The only sound that cut through the almost heavy silence that muddled Glimmer’s thoughts and sent static buzzing in her brain was the labored sound of her heart thrumming along despite the insanity of the situation she found herself in the middle of. Wide and terrified blue eyes allowed their gaze to shift upward, taking in the familiar face of who was now her captor; keeping her hidden away from the world.
It was only too fucked up that the one person who acted as her wings was now the one that had clipped the feathered limbs from her body. His stare wasn’t the same, there was a marked coldness that infiltrated the warm green hues that she had come to love—— the only person that she had ever learned to love selflessly. His glare was frightening and there was something i n h u m a n that reflected in his half lidded orbs.
This wasn’t Marvel. She hadn’t seen him like this before and was now sure that she’d like nothing more than to erase the image from her mind. Her crossed wrists ached from their chained position, arms purposely situated behind her; the cold metal of a shackle binding them to the wall. Chin quivering, she reminded herself to summon every last ounce of strength, of fight, that she had in her not to cry. The last thing she could do was show that weakness, allow him to see that he had reduced her to nothing. “——-Marvel, please.”
Her voice sounded so small in the hollow space, hating the near wavering that took on the high pitched tone. Steeling her jaw, she tried to appeal to him, to say whatever would set her free.
“I love you too. I love you—— Just.. let me go, okay? I won’t leave, I promise. I’ll never leave you..”
Insistent pounding, right at his temple.
It never disappeared.
Marvel tasted bile, her begging churned his stomach. The pounding, it kept crashing into the sensitive meat of his mind. He remembered how he'd revered her, loved her. Caress the smooth, pale flesh of her skin. It was what kept him from killing himself. His anchor into sanity. Looking down at her helpless form, wrists shackled like a slave. His fingers curled in anticipation. Hey eyes rimmed red from weeping. It drove him further in- to his madness. The nightmares filled his head even when he wasn't asleep. Dreams of dying children and crimson colored splotched skin.
"-- -- -No!"
No, he wouldn't let her go. Marvel wanted her to stop talking. Wanted her to shut up, close that beautiful mouth of hers and listen to him. A hand whipped towards her face, so impossibly fast. It stung his fingers and he clutched them desperately. An apology forming on the tip of his tongue, Marvel fell to his knees in front of her. Green eyes searching for hers, attempting to lock her gaze in place. His fingers gingerly touched where had hit her, the pink flesh giving under the gentle pressure of his thumb.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I just want to keep you safe. I only did this because I l o v e you. I don't want you to die like those others did."
His face red with worry and ill mannered breathing, sweat pooled on his upper lip. Those lips curled into an awful grimace. He could see his reflection in her eyes and he, himself, had been terrified. Marvel didn't want to do this to her. But he had to. To keep her safe, she was the only thing in his life worth living for. If he lost her, he'd become a mutation of what he'd been when had murdered all those children. Something so much worse, with out feeling or remorse. Or- -- -- h u m a n i t y.
"I killed her." ((helloo))
SEND ME A SENTENCE FOR MY MUSE'S REACTION;
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❝ You didn’t. You couldn’t. ❞
[ An anger choked him so strongly he thought he’d faint. ]
❝ I’ll kill you. ❞
"I killed her." //oh hey! ^w^
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❝ Who? Who did you kill? ❞
[ Fingers grasping tightly at the little girl’s shoulders. The only ‘her’ he ever cared about dying hadn’t been seen in quite awhile. And his heart beat hard in his throat, choking off the air supply. ]
❝ Tell me who is was, dammit! ❞
