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#;ooc #[ ok but.#what if i made a howard stark #or a peggy carter #or jack thompson or daniel sousa #howard or peggy are the most likely tho ]

@antagxnized, x

❝ it could have something to do with the stigma revolving around career tributes, but that’s just a brief thought – considering we’re both a bit too oldand too victorious to be tributes, now. ❞ there’s a flat sense of humor to his tone, syllables melded with the help of wine. he’s the fan of such a bitterdrink, it doesn’t burn like the insatiable bite of whiskey and wine makes him think of patrons and presidents and brightly colored sheep soaking up luxuries that did not belong to them and

lips perk into the faintest of smirks, the lines in his face dissipating under the shadows of dim lights. where was he again? right, his alcohol preference. not that it really mattered most days, alcohol was alcohol – it was a nice way to unwind muscles at the end of an evening filled to the brim with uncomfortable masks and charming facades. ( it’s a difficult thing, balancing the mask of a former career and the guilt of killing. but grant ward had been trained to survive at all costs, and knowing he did as he was always prepared to do would easily lay waste to the festering heaviness that threatened to crush his soul in the late hours. ) ❝ besides, i kill you and snow has my head and then some. you know how this works, pretty boy. ❞

“ four is a career district, too, you know. and careers aren’t that scary, anyway; half of them are complete idiots. ” well, give or take-- two of the six had been dumb in his games. “ i’m hardly too old; but victorious, yes, i’ll give you that one. ” but that one’s close, too; the regret is so strong that it should cancel out the victory. it’s enough to make him wish he had just died like he was supposed to. and dwelling on the thought makes finnick wish the drink before him was alcoholic, too. water can’t numb the pain.

fingers drum against the surface in front of him, before grabbing the glass and bringing it to meet his lips. it is not numbing, but it helps him focus, at least ( ‘ no, finnick, there is no use in worrying about it now. do not let your guard down. you are fine. calm down. ’ ). eyes close, briefly, and he send his mind to waves lapping up onto sand. home, where he is safe. another sip of water. he is fine. he is not home, he is in the capitol. he is not safe, but he needs to act like he is. he smiles for the capitol, because where could possibly be better than here ( even hell would be better )? because he needs to make them love him, and needs to make them think he loves them, too. becuse he has to be the perfect golden boy that they love so much. “ forget snow; half the CAPITOL would be trying to kill you for it. ”

#antagxnized #;ic #;rps #;mv #mv: t; undetermined #[ hi! how are you?#i missed you a lot tbh ]

burntbreadpeeta:

“Oh- hey uh…Fin right?” Peeta struggled to remember the others name, it had been months since he had ever seen this guy. It was probably graduation the last time he heard the others name. At least Peeta wasn’t the only one from his old school here, since he had been worried about not knowing anyone and be left on his own.

“No no I don’t mind.” The student smiled at Finnick, motioning towards the seat. “So you’re in the class too?”

“ mhm, that’s me. ” it had been a while since he’d heard peeta’s name, either; but peeta was a lot harder to forget than ‘ finn ’, especially with how much finnick had seen and heard it. plenty of peeta’s art had been hanging on walls ( and all of it was spectacularly beautiful ), and everyone loved him. it had been kind of hard to not know know who he was.

“ sweet. it’s nice to at least kinda know who you’re sitting with, yeah? ” and with that, finnick slid into the seat, depositing his things next to him. “ yeah, but honestly, i wouldn’t be if it wasn’t required. ”

#burntbreadpeeta #;ic #;rps #au: i wasn't diving; i was flying

lizslennuz

#; photos #;ooc #;visage #; golden boy #; no one left she loves #brotp;; he will not go forward without her

Katniss: I can't afford to think like that.

Peeta: Katniss you can't afford anything.

#;ooc #;save #; the girl on fire #; except maybe him

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#;ooc #; the girl on fire #; except maybe him #; the one person who actually likes me #; the only one for me #; no one left she loves #; her best friend #; thanks for the bracelet #; one word #; tick tock #; a million times smarter than the rest of us

@seventhaxe

“ johanna! it’s nice to see you again; i hope you’re enjoying four? how’s your victory tour so far? or being a victor in general. ”

#seventhaxe #;ic #;rps #;mv #mv: secrets #[ hope this is okay? ]

bunchofrpmemes

Bold all that apply:

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My muse knows how to…

#;ooc #;hc

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valentine's day application

Name: Age: Do you like to cuddle?: Can we make-out?: A night in or dinner out?: Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: What makes you a good Valentine?: Would you cook for me?: Would you let me cook for you?:

#;ooc #;ask meme

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tell me about yourself (◡‿◡✿)

sugarcubiisms-blog

BASICS name: sydnee age: sixteen sexuality: panromantic asexual relationship status: single. eye colour: green height: 5′5″

WHAT IS YOUR favourite season?: fall favourite movie/s?: catching fire, x men first class, x men days of future past favourite album?: idk the first hunger games one favourite band?: arctic monkeys or matchbox twenty favourite quote?: lately any finick quotes tbh favourite shirt?: either my ‘to quote hamlet, act III, scene iii, line 92 “no”’ shirt or my hufflepuff seeker one

DO YOU smoke?: no drink?: no write?: hella. draw?: poorly. play an instrument?: yep; i play flute and i’m kinda learning guitar.

DESCRIBE your favourite place: i actually don’t really have one? maybe seattle your favourite memory: going to the arctic monkeys concert with my best friends your ideal partner: people are stupid, so an argentine giant tegu named zephyr your bedroom: underwhelming tbh; but i have: a bunch of harry potter wall stickers, a replica of the marauder’s map, a replica of sting, a sam claflin collage my best friend made me, and like 19 posters (+3 that aren’t up or smth like that) 9 of which are hunger games ones yourself in three words: a literal potato

#;ooc #;mun

❝ you’re kind of squeamish for such a lethal person .❞

meme || accepting

“ god, but they’ve got those EYES. ”

yes, finnick, sea turtles DO have eyes. what a stellar observation.

#cressta #[ he has an irrational fear of sea turtles and it's hilarious ]#ask

❝ what ? do you find this distracting ? ❞

meme || accepting

“ ‘course i do, annie; i think your presence alone is distracting. ”

#seafoamxashes #ask

@burntbreadpeeta

“ peeta, hey! it’s nice to see you; you look great. have a nice summer? ” really, it was nice to see anyone he vaguely recognized ( which, honestly, was about the extent of how well he knew peeta, anyway ). going into college with an acquaintance was much better than alone.

“ you don’t mind me sitting, do you? ” finnick asked, gesturing towards the empty seat beside the other.

#burntbreadpeeta #;ic #;rps #;au #au: i wasn't diving; i was flying #[ hope this is alright?#i also went with one of my younger fcs #bc sam claf can't pull off an 18/19 year old ]

boycnfire-deactivated20160616

“I guess we just have to focus on getting them back,” he said, not really accepting the man apology.

Kit wanted to blame Finnick for Peeta’s capture, but he couldn’t, not when Annie was in the Capitol too. Kit just need to blame someone, anyone.

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his eyes were trained on the rope between calloused fingers, but finnick’s mind wandered elsewhere. while he usually hated to think of the capitol, he could not focus on anything else.

“ focus on convincing coin to, maybe. i’m more likely to cut my hand off than she is to let us leave. ”

#boycnfire #;ic #;rps #;mv #mv: this is war