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caesar flickerman beloved host of the hunger games ; sideblog to provisoris. by doc. older than the reaping. DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT. i try to tag general things 'tw (trigger)'

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they said, "babe you gotta fake it 'til ya make it"

& i did.

LIGHTS, CAMERA, BITCH, SMILE!!!

even when you wanna die.

independent. mixed media. caesar flickerman. by doc. older than the reaping. here to conduct a study in mass psychological manipulation; desensitization; censorship; and creating a false narrative at the cost of innocence.

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@constellationcursed asked: there's a cold wind blowing... i'm just warning & preparing you.

GRATEFUL for the darkness of the backstage corridor where cass had caught ceasar walking off stage, ceasar quickly checks all around them. behind. in front. were there any doors open? he didn't see any.

his eyes land back on cass. she looks... unnerved. cass is NOT one to be unnerved by just any old thing. (she's been through enough, hasn't she?)

there's a cold wind blowing...

a warning, she says.

his thoughts flick back to plutarch, cryptic phrases, sentences, and images left for caesar to decode. he doesn't want to play this game. he just wants to finish out the rest of his life in SOME SEMBLANCE of peace until snow is GENEROUS enough to let him die.

his fingers find the mic attached to the back of his waistband and he double checks to ensure the connection IS SEVERED.

"plutarch sent you, did he?" ceasar whispers, still looking around, he had to make sure they were ALONE.

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so who is going to plot plutarch approaching ceasar to help with the revolution with me?!?!?!

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I KNOW I KEEP BRINGING THIS UP but ceasar's poker face is LEGIT and it DOES NOT FAIL, even in sotr it's established as such, so once again im bringing up the panic when peeta dropped the baby bomb on air

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cEASAR DECENDS FROM THE CEILING PERCHED ON A CRESCENT MOON STARS SHOOTING BEHIND HIM

😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

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📝 : a mutual whose headcanons you always look out for

We are newer mutuals but this goes to @showmade! Caesar wasn't a character I'd thought too much about before I started writing with Doc, but his headcanons for him are SO interesting and in depth. The backstory he's crafted is just mwah chef's kiss. The life of a showmaker fr fr. I know the RE RPC and THG RPC don't have much overlap, but y'all should follow regardless :)

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I appreciate you so much for these kind words and I'm so glad we are friends!!!

I had to reblog this here because it means so much to me (and Caesar!!!). He was not a character I thought much of either until I was rewatching CF for the billionty first time and saw what looked like actual panic when peeta announced the "baby" and I am obsessed with him now.

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👻୧‿︵‿︵ antichrist superstar sentence starters !

lyrics taken from the marilyn manson album "antichrist superstar." feel free to adjust pronouns as needed. when sending to and/or from multi muses, remember to specify the muses. content

❝ When you are suffering, know that I have betrayed you. ❞

❝ I wasn't born with enough middle fingers. ❞

❝ I don't want you and I don't need you. ❞

❝ It's not your fault that you're always wrong. ❞

❝ Are you trying to be mean? ❞

❝ Don't you want some of this? Don't you need some of this? ❞

❝ I'll be your lover, I'll be forever. ❞

❝ All fucked up and dead to the world. ❞

❝ Take your hatred out on me. ❞

❝ If it hurts, baby, please tell me. ❞

❝ You never believed in me. ❞

❝ I never, ever believed in me. ❞

❝ Save yourself from this. ❞

❝ You can't save yourself. ❞

❝ Everyone will suffer now. ❞

❝ The time has come for bitter things. ❞

❝ I fell into you, now I'm in a rut. ❞

❝ You're such a dirty, dirty rock star. ❞

❝ You eat up my heart and all the little parts. ❞

❝ If I can't have you, then no one will. ❞

❝ You are the one I want, and what I want is so unreal. ❞

❝ When will you realize you're already there? ❞

❝ All hate has got me nowhere. ❞

❝ I know I'm slipping away. ❞

❝ Don't pick the scabs or you will never heal. ❞

❝ Dead is what he is. ❞

❝ He does what he please. ❞

❝ You're never gonna leave him. ❞

❝ You're always gonna please him. ❞

❝ He lives inside my mouth, tells me what to say. ❞

❝ Tell me something beautiful. ❞

❝ There is no going back. ❞

❝ Your lies have watered me. ❞

❝ This is what you should fear. ❞

❝ You are what you should fear. ❞

❝ Whose mistake am I, anyway? ❞

❝ Light a candle for the sinners. ❞

❝ Set the world on fire. ❞

❝ I can't believe in the things that don't believe in me. ❞

❝ It's your turn to see what I hate about me. ❞

❝ I'm on my way down, I'd like to take you with me. ❞

❝ I'd love to just give in. I'd love to live this lie. ❞

❝ Without the threat of death there's no reason to live at all. ❞

❝ I was born into this, everything turns to shit. ❞

❝ I'll make everyone pay and you'll see. ❞

❝ Pray your life was just a dream. ❞

❝ The boy that you loved is the man that you fear. ❞

❝ When all of your wishes are granted, many of your dreams will be destroyed. ❞

❝ If you are hearing this, there is nothing I can do. ❞

❝ I have tried to save you, but I cannot come to save you. ❞

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@whatsbehindthefacade gets a thing

"thank you again for joining me tonight, orion," caesar smiled, lifting his glass to the young singer who sat across the table from him in his private dining area at the capitol's most sought after restaurant.

"i thought perhaps you could use a friend. i know that life in the spotlight can difficult," he said, gesturing with the glass in his hand gently towards the tinted windows that he could turn on and off within the moderately sized space.

"and that it can be so rushed that sometimes, the most basic of needs are... shall we say overlooked?" he smiled, warm and knowing as he gestured towards the food on the table that sat between them.

"how are you doing? and don't give me an interview answer. there are no cameras or recorders in this room. just two people who find solace in the shadows..."

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everyone should know that my daughter and i (shes my cosplay buddy) are working on caesar's Suit. The Suit. with the twinkling lights. and im actually going to grow my hair out so i can have a decent ponytail that will probably be pink because my hair is almost always pink but im gonna try out blue now adn see how i like it but yeah so for sure the premiere of sotr is gonna be LIT... literally.

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wym he used to come in ona MOON why did he stop do we know???

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[softchouli]

[irlplasticlamb]

“as he [caesar flickerman] deftly dismounts the moon, he opens his arms and says, “hello, panem! shall we get this party started?” the audience roars in approval.”

prints + merch + commission info is pinned on top of my blog :)

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autumn street taken from the 1980 lois lowry book.

you’re catching a cold, child. your voice sounds like bullfrogs.

just a thing you drink to get drunk.

you’ve missed lunch.

so i played by myself.

praise god. praise the lord.

bad things have happened to me.

you can help me feed the ducks.

idle hands are the devil’s playthings.

child, i was so worried about you.

you have a fever. if you’re not better later this afternoon, i’ll call the doctor.

that’s big enough to be polite to people.

but your hair is like a pillow.

try this, dear.

you cry when you get into trouble and get caught. you cry when you stub your toe.

if i ask you something, will you promise to say yes?

found it by the railroad tracks.

now take off that frown and arrange your marbles.

it’s your birthday.

you better watch out your face don’t freeze that way, you might scare somebody.

i’m sick. something’s the matter with me.

but there was a cat, there, by the trash cans.

you got a sore throat?

nobody stands on train tracks.

remember to say your prayers.

call a doctor. this child’s on fire.

if you cry outside in winter, maybe you’ll get icicles on your face.

lick your finger and hold it out.

people in the army are soldiers. and people in the navy are sailors.

i just want to sleep. i’m so tired.

take the pillow out of your mouth.

what happens if you do something very bad and don’t ever get caught?

spies are all over, and the walls have ears.

you get there on the pavement.

aren’t you a nice boy, (name), to remind me of that.

i have to go to the drugstore to get some more medicine.

tell me lots of lies.

don’t you drip on the floor now, you hear?

i’m never going into those woods.

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the restless ones taken from the 1965 film.

nobody’s twisting your arm. you don’t have to stay.

g.t.a. that’s grand theft auto.

you ask a minister a question, you should expect a sermon.

i’ve made a mess out of everything.

crummy luck running into those eager beaver cops.

while you’re at it, young man, you just think of juvenile hall.

you have to earn the right to be heard.

no browsing, kid. either fork up six bits or eat your heart out someplace else.

you happen to be grounded.

we’ll walk and we’ll pray.

you know how kids are. they don’t tell you what’s going on.

just can that kind of talk, young man.

look, kid, i don’t wanna get involved.

an hour for this, an hour for that, don’t be late. thinking about time spoils everything.

will you tone it down? my head is splitting.

i’ll feel like i’m some kind of a nut.

you know what really burns me, though? those corny lectures.

honey, i can’t go along with that.

inside i feel like crying and laughing, like shouting and whispering, all in the same breath.

do you understand plain english? i hate you. the sight of you makes me sick.

there’s something inside of me that just has to burst out. i feel like i could explode.

i’m a no good, lying creep.

you’ll have to admit that growing up is a painful experience.

i’ve got something else cooking, but thanks anyhow.

look, by now, the police are bound to know that you’re in this thing up to your neck.

i found that you can tell christ anything.

twenty-five dollars is twenty-five dollars. where’d it come from?

i mean it’s like carrying god around with us, in our back pocket.

every time you get mad, you blast off.

i’ve decided that people that write books don’t solve problems. they just give technical names to everything.

you can’t wash your hands that easy.

i’m dying for a coke.

if god really can help me – help me do something i know i can’t do for myself – then i want it to happen.