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[unhinged-greed]

greed vs wrath ring, RING WAR

"The fact that you stupid fuck think that two sins arguin' automatically means war is the most idiotic shit I've heard in ages. Don't think ya arguin' with someone would start WWIII, cunt. Get the fuck outta my ring"

@satan1c-panic mentioned

[prin-rose]

m!a prin is in heat

“But I don’t-

“….”

“Fuck.”

She’s going to go frantically searching for that dragon driller and lock herself away.

(I bequeath you m!a heat Prin for the rest of the night.)

[hayffiebird]

How do you think Effie and haymitch met?

Hi anon! And thanks for asking! (mini-oneshot, under the cut) I always imagined Effie being Haymitch’s second escort when she was a young woman and he was a sorta young man. On the train to Twelve, new on the job, she’s very “first day of school! First day of school!” and eager to make a difference sort of like Sejanus Plinth. She’s ambitious and driven and also naive enough to think “with me on board we will have victors left and right!” Before the Reaping she decides on her own to visit the Victor’s Village and introduce herself personally to her now co-worker. She’s quite star-struck I think, on the way over there - what with the romanticized image the Capitol has of him. Obviously she doesn’t know the truth about Haymitch’s murdered family. No one really does in her city. She’s also super impressed that he won The Second Quarter Quell - one of the most difficult Games in Panem's history, and without a mentor at that! She’s probably a little smitten too (or at least she was as a young girl). Taken by those dark curls and intense gray eyes in a sort of “toughened by life but love will set him free” kind of way. But when she actually finally meet Mr. Haymitch Abernathy he effectively smashes all the illusions Effie ever had of him in less than five minutes. She goes from dazzled to disbelieving to annoyed and they end up having the first of many arguments. I imagine it went something like this:

Standing there in the middle of the kitchen Effie felt the mentor’s eyes travel up and down her body. He held a bottle of spirits in one hand, elbows on the unbelievably filthy table. And in the other, a knife - an actual KNIFE! “Who sent you?” he finally asked. “It ain’t m’birthday.” The shadow of a crease re-appeared between Effie’s eyebrows but then the smile was right back on. “Mr. Abernathy!” She stepped forward and extended a hand. “Euphemia. Euphemia Trinket, the new escort. My friends call me Effie. You can call me Effie if you want. Delighted to make your acquaintance and might I just add what an honor it is to finally meet. I’ve heard so much about you! I’m sure we’re going to make the most fabulous of teams!” Haymitch ignored the outstretched hand. Instead he brought the bottle to his lips, having a few good mouthfuls. “What happened to Dandruff?" he asked in a bored voice. "Ol’ bat finally bit the dust?" “Mrs Dandridge decided to retire. I’m here in her place. Arrived just a few days ago, and my, am I already in LOVE with your … your … quaint district.” “I know right,” he mimicked her voice, dripping with sarcasm. He poured a good amount of the clear liquid into a cracked glass full of sticky fingerprints and extended it to her. “Well, this calls for a toast, don't ya think? Bottom’s up, lil’ lady." “Um, tempting but no thank you,” she said. “I don’t make it a habit of drinking when I'm at work. Especially not this early. Got to keep a level head," she thrilled. "A big big big day today!” Haymitch tsked, eyes on the ceiling. "I'd say." And he downed the drink for her. “Guess this is my lucky day, huh? They finally got rid of ol’ Ice Crotch and now a squeaky lil’ duckling fresh out of the egg’s gonna help me out.” “W-wha … excuse me? Duckling? Squeaky?! I think you’ll find me more than qualified for the job. I graduated from the Academy at the top of my class!” “Yeah, takes a lot o’ brains to send kids off for slaughter.” Effie stared at him. “B-being chosen to participate in The Hunger Games - the biggest event of the year, is a great honor and …” “Yeah, yeah, yeah,” he snarled. “Save it for the cameras, why don’t ya?” At a loss for words Effie watched the man finish his bottle, down to the last drop, only to reach for the next. “The Reaping is in an hour,” she said. “So?" “So maybe you ought to slow down? And I trust it you’ll freshen up before then? Take a shower and find an outfit that’s a little more, um, suitable for the … special occasion.” “Meh,” Haymitch shrugged. “Haven’t decided if I’m gonna go.” “You have to go!” The words burst from her lips before she could stop them. “You’re expected! I’ll look like a fool!” In reply, Haymitch snapped the seal on the bottle. With one expert twist. “Don’t need me for something you already accomplished, sweetheart.” He tipped the liquor into his mouth. “Guess I’ll be seeing you around.”

[ebi-noodle-doodles]

What kind of meal helps you feel ready to relax?

So I love to cook japanese curry with scrambled eggs (typically strained to be smooth &/or with kewpie &/or dashi) If given the chance, I love to cook this dish and make it presentable as possible and after eating this I feel absolutely satisfied and will pass out from the satisfaction of eating this meal but mostly from making it ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ and I usually love making this dish for other people!

but my easy to go comfort food is INDOME MEGORENG noodles (spicy) with fried Egg and it just hits the spot *chefs kiss* ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

[balkanradfem]

to the boob anon: there's no need to evaluate the female chest because those are parts of our bodies! Our bodies are not to be scrutinized or criticized. There's no competition, no standards we should be upholding to, it's completely neutral just like we have arms and legs. There's no need for them to look a certain way. We don't exist as decoration and our chest doesn't either. Every part of us makes us whole and is okay in any shape or form.

Males giving themselves the right to comment on criticize on young women's bodies are predators who need to be thrown into a hole. nobody has the right to tell you anything about any part of you, you are not to be judged or criticized for it, and if they try, they're scum.

[askarsjustsoswedish]

Happy happy happy birthday twin!!!

Hi Sweet Anon, and my birthday twin! It wouldn’t be my birthday without receiving a greeting from you, haha. Wishing you a very happy birthday too! Have fun, stay safe, lv Suzanne 😘💚

Tku too @minaofmayhem and @stillhidden for the birthday wishes. Wishing you a perfect day too! Always have fun, and stay safe 💕😘

[prin-rose]

Lucky Prin! Having that sexy spider and ram tend to you, aren’t you spoiled?

“It’s what I deserve~”

She is full of herself, but thrilled regardless.

[prin-rose]

*Two dozen freshly-baked chocolate chip cookies*

“Cookies…? Cookies.” She unhinges her jaw, placing a whole cookie on her tongue. While she savors every sensation of flavor and texture between her teeth she begins putting the rest away for later.