MAYSILEE DONNER. a semi—selective portrayal of one of district twelve’s second quarter quell tributes. * . . . the most stuck—up girl in town, heavily influenced by headcanons.
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MAYSILEE DONNER. a semi—selective portrayal of one of district twelve’s second quarter quell tributes. * . . . the most stuck—up girl in town, heavily influenced by headcanons.
as written by IRIS. 21, they ╱ she. carrd. tags.
got one hour of being happy abt the snow casting and then i found out that man supports jk rowling and her transphobic rethoric...........
M.AYSILEE CASTING POSTED CAN YOU HEAR ME SCREAMING
that being said, i will NOT be updating my graphics or fc, since mc.kenna does not wish her image being used for roleplay!
M.AYSILEE CASTING POSTED CAN YOU HEAR ME SCREAMING
sorry for the inactivity! will try to send some replies tonight :') currently in my hometown enjoying time with my family and my pets for the first time in a few months lol
@everroots said: please just be honest with me. ﹙ 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄, 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄, 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 . ﹚
maysilee stays quiet, studying the girl in front of her. it’s almost funny, how katniss looks nothing like asterid, if not for the fear she can sense coming from her now. it is one she is well acquainted with, the fear of dying. of leaving a family behind. imagines it is even worse, when they solely depend on you. she remembers helping haymitch’s, wyatt’s and louella’s as much as she could, without angering the capitol. her wish is that there isn’t a need do the same this time. not even sure she could bring herself to face asterid one more time, if all of this ended badly.
there is a chance, a real one, for things to go right for them. there is a chance that katniss wins, or that peeta does. she is a survivor already, and he knows how to play the capitol’s game. or, at the very least, it seems like he does which is more than enough for hope to spark. sponsors won’t be a problem, this year. she has the perfect underdogs to please clueless capitolites.
“ certain secrets aren’t mine to tell you, katniss. ” she says, a little coldly. if it was her former best friend’s wish for her daughter to not know they once were close, maysilee won’t be the one to reveal it. not now, not on purpose. it’s better this way, what is least needed is her tribute getting annoyed over necessary evils she wouldn’t be able to explain before the arena. plus, maysilee has broken asterid’s trust before, and once was enough. there probably is no trust left, but it is comforting to think there is, at least some of it.
“ why don’t we just focus on your training? no offense, ” still, tone suggests there is lot of it. trying not to care too much, and failing miserably, once more. trying hard to change the subject, too, not dwell on a dangerous past, “ you could use some help with your public persona. figuring out how to keep that image cinna gave you. ” she hopes katniss won’t notice the desperation to get away from that topic, get away from secrets. whoever is listening in to them now should not hear them.
✱˚。⋆ ↪ 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄, 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄, 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 . ( a collection of dialogue prompts centered around saying "please". feel free to modify phrasing as desired. )
please just be honest with me.
oh, please explain how this is my fault.
please don't look at me like that.
please, let's not do this here.
for once, could you please stop pretending?
please just kiss me, i can't stand it.
please don't walk away from this.
all you have to do is say please.
please, i dare you to try and stop me.
please don't tell anyone i said that.
i said please, so technically you have to say yes.
please tell me you brought snacks.
please don't take this the wrong way.
please, i've waited so long to hear you say it.
i said i'm fine, please just drop it.
please don't lie just to make me feel better.
please don't judge me for what i'm about to do.
please just let me help you.
if you love me, say it. please.
just stay here with me all day. pleaase?
please don't ruin this for me.
please just leave me out of it.
tell me you love me ... please.
can you please slow down?
please tell me there's still a chance.
can you please just get some sleep?
please, i don't want to lose you again.
i'm not asking– i'm begging you. please.
please don't make fun of me.
i want you to leave. please leave right now.
please, it's nothing.
i don't like to beg, but... please.
pleaase? i promise it'll be fun.
tell me it's a lie. please.
come on, please? just this once?
please don't jump to assumptions.
please, [ name ], just stay here.
you promised ... please.
please. i need you to trust me.
please don't go.
i know i don't deserve it, but please forgive me.
please, let me fix this.
did i hear a 'please' in there somewhere?
please. one more minute, that's all i'm asking.
oh please, as if you've never done it.
don't ask me to choose. please.
please don't tell them where i am.
saying 'please' over and over won't change my mind.
please? ... pretty please?
please don't make me beg.
please tell me i'm wrong.
can you please give me a hand with this?
𝚅𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙾𝚄𝚂 " 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙽𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 " 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂!
below is a list of starters from both sides of the conversation , with prompts geared toward scenes involving some sort of confrontation. prompts rage from friendly to not so friendly. please consider following for more prompts and please do not steal!
❛ i can't believe you hid this from me. ❜
❛ that's it. we need to talk about this. right here. right now. ❜
❛ don't see how we can get around talking about this anymore. ❜
❛ you can't just keep avoiding me! ❜
❛ i'm not leaving until we talk about this. ❜
❛ come on just . . . talk to me. ❜
❛ all this time . . . and it was all a lie? ❜
❛ i trusted you. ❜
❛ did you think i wasn't going to notice? ❜
❛ start talking. now. ❜
❛ when are you going to stop lying to me? ❜
❛ i just wanna talk. ❜
❛ can we talk about this? please? ❜
❛ i came to talk this out. ❜
❛ you and i can work this thing out. ❜
❛ enough lies. tell me the truth! ❜
❛ i just wanna know what happened. ❜
❛ you can tell me. ❜
❛ just . . . start from the beginning. ❜
❛ are we gonna talk about this like grownups? ❜
❛ can you just be an adult about this for once?! ❜
❛ i didn't think it was gonna be so hard to talk about it. ❜
❛ i don't wanna talk about it. ❜
❛ i said leave it alone! ❜
❛ it's not that simple. ❜
❛ can we just . . . not talk about this right now? ❜
❛ i didn't want to see you get hurt. ❜
❛ okay fine. you wanna talk about it? here it is , ❜
❛ i kinda hoped you would just ignore it. ❜
❛ okay , fine just . . promise you won't get mad. ❜
❛ i don't wanna lie to you. ❜
❛ i wish it were that simple. ❜
❛ we passed the talking stage a long time ago. ❜
❛ the truth is more painful. ❜
❛ the beginnings , still a little hazy. ❜
❛ stop saying i'm not taking this seriously! ❜
actions speak louder than words non - verbal / action prompts from yours truly. (add a "swap" to swap the sender/receiver in the prompt (or just do it manually).)
back, sender gives receiver a back hug.
beckon, sender beckons receiver closer with a finger.
blood, sender cleans blood off of receiver.
book, sender helps receiver get a book from a higher part of the shelf.
care, sender takes care of receiver when they're sick.
catch, sender catches receiver by the waist after they bump into each other.
choke, sender saves receiver from choking by giving them the heimlich.
cold, sender places their jacket over receiver's shoulders.
cry, sender wipes tears off receiver's face with their thumbs.
dance, sender sticks a hand out to receiver and invites them to dance.
dip, sender skinny dips in front of receiver and invites them to join.
dog, sender's dog pulls them in receiver's direction.
drive, sender drives receiver somewhere in their car.
drag, sender drags receiver into a room and closes the door behind them.
draw, sender draws receiver like one of their french girls.
face, sender turns receiver's face towards them.
flower, sender gives receiver a flower.
footsie, sender initiates footsie with receiver under the table.
forehead, sender presses their forehead against receiver's.
grab, sender grabs receiver's wrist to stop them from leaving.
jump, sender jumps onto receiver's back.
kiss, sender kisses receiver.
link, sender links arms with receiver while walking.
massage, sender offers receiver a massage.
patch, sender patches up receiver's wounds.
piano, sender teaches receiver how to play the piano.
pin, sender pins receiver's hands behind their back.
pluck, sender plucks something out of receiver's hair.
press, sender presses receiver against a wall.
propose, sender proposes to receiver.
quiet, sender gestures for receiver to be quiet.
rest, sender rests their head on receiver's shoulder.
serenade, sender serenades receiver with a song.
sign, sender walks into a sign and receiver sees.
size, sender measures the size of their hand against receiver's.
shoes, sender removes receiver's shoes for them.
sun, sender rubs sunblock onto receiver's back.
tattoo, sender gives receiver a tattoo.
tie, sender helps tie receiver's tie.
tuck, sender tucks receiver's hair behind their ear.
umbrella, sender lets receiver under their umbrella.
warning, sender presses a knife against receiver's neck as a warning.
zip, sender needs receiver's help to zip up the back of their dress.
12 feels so small, something that's not exactly helping with the already claustrophobic sensation of a beginning victory tour, the capitolite fashion, time spent on a little train, shoved in front of crowds and in and out of buildings. The speech was all written out for her beforehand, Salvius going over the big points with her in the train car on their way. She can't remember a word of it now. Just 11 more to go.
The pat on the back is a bit unexpected, there's something almost like a flinch, but it's just a moment. "Thanks." This woman's name begins with an M. Maysilee, Blight had reminded her. 50th games. Fuck, that's a long time to be doing this. "I'm just hoping it goes more or less smoothly." Enjoyment is something she definitely won't find on the tour, but she can at least hope for it to be uneventful.
“ they always make sure it goes exactly as they want it to go. ” muttered, a little bitterly. it is awfully small, and maysilee supposes it must feel even smaller, to someone from seven. she sips the drink at hand, with something akin to an apollogetic nod for the pat. before speaking, the woman looks around, and then points her glass at a poorly lit street. “ if we go down that way, i could probably get you close to the forest. we can’t cross the fence, but maybe it makes you feel more at home. ”
and the peacekeepers in her district, for the most part, are pretty lenient. maysilee is sure they could get away with it, a moment for katrina to breathe, something she herself remembers wishing for desperately, many years ago. twenty two, to be exact. a long time indeed.
❛ you wouldn't. ❜ she clenched her jaw, glaring at the other. she didn't know why she'd expected maysilee to be ANYTHING BUT RUDE, but now she was deeply regretting approaching her. relief washed over lenore dove when maysilee confirmed her secret was safe with her. she wasn't too sure she could trust it, figuring that maybe there was an ulterior motive, but she just let it be for now. ❛ good, and don't TELL HAYMITCH, either. i don't want to get him into any trouble if you do go around running your mouth. ❜ maybe she shouldn't have made jabs at the girl who was keeping her secret, but lenore dove couldn't help it. maysilee got UNDER HER SKIN.
❛ yeah, well maybe you could be nicer, you get a lot more with sugar than salt, ❜ she informed maysilee, though she's sure that the other didn't CARE WHAT SHE SAYS. ❛ no, i don't hate you. i just think you could stand to BE NICER, ❜ lenore dove huffed as she shook her head, running fingers through tangled hair. ❛ i don't hate anyone 'cept maybe the president and the people in the capitol. oh, and the peacekeepers. ❜ she shrugged, eyes meeting maysilee's for a moment. she wasn't sure how the other felt about the situation, but lenore dove knew she was amongst the richer folk of twelve, so she just assumed that maysilee was one of those CAPITOL LOVERS.
“ oh, don’t flatter yourself! you are nowhere near important enough to have me wasting time spilling your secret. besides, i would rather keep your blood off my hands. ” metaphorically speaking, of course. district twelve still valued hanging for it’s executions: little mess to clean up. but maysilee would really like to avoid condemning anyone to such a fate. after all, if she did, would she be any better than the people whom her granny sang about, to her and merrilee, when the donner parents were not close enough for scoldings? the hanging tree, a song no peacemaker would allow you to sing without repercussions. “ your boyfriend sure is slow, to still not have noticed it was you. ”
“ i think i happen to avoid a lot of trouble, being the way i am. but thanks for the advice, lenore dove. ” sarcasm poured into every word. initially accompanied by a grin, but expression sours instantly at the mention of the capitol, of the peacekeepers. maysilee never tried to hide her disdain, and now that she should, it doesn’t happen either. “ see, i can’t say i disagree with you, but it sure seems like you want them to come after you, saying shit like that for just anybody to hear. not everyone keeps secrets as well as i do. ”
there’s something so funny and sweet about maysilee absolutely dragging every other character in this book but being consistently kind to wyatt and sticking her neck out to defend him 😭 we were soooo robbed of more content of them
thinking abt making a multimuse... probably just for thg for now but maybe a multiverse one too later on..
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maybe i just think about religiousness too often but i think is is SO interesting how the capitol has erased (for the most part) religion from panem. because religion gives hope, and it implies there is a being higher, more powerful than the president and the capitol itself. religion, as well as a way to control others, is giving way to freedom, to dreaming. why fear death if there is an afterlife that will treat you better, where you won’t starve, won’t struggle? would the hunger games be as effectively horrifying if they really knew about a thing such as heaven? lenore dove mentions it, but i don’t think anyone aside from the covey (and maybe some people who were alive before the dark days) really knows anything about it. also i have to constantly stop myself from typing an “oh my god” during replies.
@intopearls said: i’m probably about as stubborn as you are. ﹙ anastasia. ﹚
“ really? and am i supposed to think that’s something good? ” her eyes narrow, ever the confrontational type. maysilee doesn’t know effie that well just appreciated her help at the interview, and that at least someone in the capitol did not lack taste completely, but it is hard to picture her as anything but a tolerable ( for a capitolite, that is ) companion to swap snide remarks with.
she’s already on edge, being kept at that capitol apartment, with memories of her dead district partners and loulou haunting her at every step. “ i am not wearing pink. that’s my sister’s color. least i need is to be thinking about all of this mess next time i see her. ”
* . . . STARTER : @mcmorare
“ your first district is always tough. you did pretty good with your speech, kid. ” she says, walking up to the younger victor with a small grin, perhaps trying to bring some reassurance into it. not that maysilee was ever the best at encouragind words they often came with an inevitable side of sarcasm.
she pats katrina on the back, once or twice, and then opts to speak again. “ it pretty much just gets easier each time. just ignore the mentors who give you dirty looks for killing their tributes, yeah? whenever it’s time for a new hunger games, it’s water under the bridge. ”