Fuck, Winston, why do you gotta be so poisonous to be around?
now playing : Sink To The Bottom — Fountains of Wayne ♪
★ ramble under the cut !
"where have you been all week arcade? you've barely been posting anything other than rambles!"
that's a good question, i say to the little sock puppet asking me the question. to which i reply:
"being brainrotted by these two fucks."
YOU WANNA KNOW WHAT I'VE BEEN DOING? this drawing. and then rambling. and then writing. WRITING. I'VE BEEN WRITING. DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW RARE IT IS TO GET THAT OUT OF ME?
yeah, these two make me insane. do i see anything in jally in canon? no, not whatsoever, not really. those guys are homies not lovers. THE AU JALLY THOUGH? sigh. SIGGHHHHH. ☹️
there's a lot of symbolism notes you can make to this drawing honestly, from the way dallas is merely a silhouette and doesn't get personified, to the way he speaks in whisps of smoke, to the way johnny refuses to acknowledge him, to the fact dallas overlaps johnny despite being more of a shadow than a sticker. he's the one who should be behind johnny, right? but johnny follows his own shadow.
i could go on and on and ON about how i interpret my own piece, but honestly it's not as entertaining to you the reader as it is to me I'm sure 😭
it is SO fun to get back into using old color palettes though! back in 2023, i was a way big neon-color fanatic and it is PROMINENT in my old art so heavily. so going back to using an old color palette was SO much fun to experiment with (although it was ... troublesome, admittedly. but it always is tbh. kinda why i stopped using it LMAO)
my hand is in so much pain rn after working on this for 2 hours straight BUT !!! I'll probably add onto this later, who knows. maybe I'm content with a short ramble. either way though, this piece completely stole my attention to literally anything else and i PROMISE I'll start existing again now that I'm done with it hehehe :3c
OH YEAH, THIS QUOTE? i stole it off of pinterest. do NOT hold me as the owner of it, because i DO NOT KNOW who wrote it first but it perfectly fit dallas so hard i made a whole drawing for it, so... giggling.
STARS, i love them so bad. they're so terrible for each other.
hunger games!au ellie williams fanfic.⌇ARC II⎯SOAR
summary. the quarter quell is announced, sending trepidation down the spines of every past victor who was unlucky enough to not have died in their games. you and ellie now have to decide whether or not you're willing to live for the sake of the other's sacrifice.
warnings. violence, death, torture, mutilation, impending rebellion, physical & mental trauma, panic attacks, etc⎯its a hunger games au, expect the worst.
total wc. 297 614.
ARC II : SOAR
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𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔵𝔦𝔳 - 'gaps between sunlight' › 4k.
now five months out of the arena, you and ellie are facing personal challenges. albeit vastly different in context, they are caused by the same mental contusion.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔵𝔳 - 'extinguished and clipped' › 9k.
as time stretched onward, the days you and ellie spend apart become agonizing in the other's absence. eventually, however, a catalyst emerges, drawing the two of you together. will this reunion be for better or for worse?
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔵𝔳𝔦 - 'convince me' › 7k.
when the past attempts to catch up with her, ellie finds herself fleeing, which—inevitably—only makes things worse. she returns to find an absolute nightmare lodged within her home.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔵𝔳𝔦𝔦 - 'plausible' › 10k.
"a world without cruelty and pain and suffering? that sounds more like a child’s fantasy than something genuinely plausible." grief can sometimes feel like the end of all things good. however, with the support of loved ones, loss can lead to new beginnings and flourishing futures.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔵𝔳𝔦𝔦𝔦 - 'mortuus est ille' › 8k.
the victory tour weighs heavy on the minds of everyone involved, placed as a burden upon their shoulders or tied as a noose around their necks. still, peace can be found between the moments of pain and grievance.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔵𝔦𝔵 - 'love undeterred' › 11k.
the first day of the 74th victory tour is rather uneventful for viewers at home. that's okay, though, because the following day makes up for it tenfold.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔵𝔵 - 'no matter what' › 6k.
dishonesty and reticence is a plague to relation, eating away at credence. as eleven descends into madness, this plague washes over the souls of many—revealing just how many truths were veiled over the past year.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔵𝔵𝔦 - 'necessity' › 7k.
as the tour wears on and time passes by, the train inches closer and closer to yours and ellie's home districts. upon the arrival to the first, she is welcomed home with warmth—and rebellion.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔵𝔵𝔦𝔦 - 'buzzkill' › 5k.
to loathe someone is to feel complete aversion toward every ounce of their being. even when that emotion begins to creep up your spine and nestle into your bones, the act of loathing ellie is simply impossible.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔵𝔵𝔦𝔦𝔦 - 'pool of blood' › 9k.
the capitol is renowned for the parties hosted within it. so, in following victories, the president himself throws an extravagant celebration. but not everything is as it seems.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔵𝔵𝔦𝔳 - 'light the match' › 10k.
returning home from a strenuous expedition can be relieving, but it can also be painful. ellie experiences both of these feelings and is learning how to live despite all she's endured.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔵𝔵𝔳 - 'the moon' › 9k.
the aftermath of a fatal injury is never fun, is it? the good news, though, is how many loved ones it brings together.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔵𝔵𝔳𝔦 - 'gluttonous bastard' › 9k.
motherhood isn't facile, but it shouldn't be a burden either. marlene is forced into facing these truths as the woman she raised from infancy is left bed-ridden and bloody. meanwhile, you're being a terrible sister and an even worse friend.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔵𝔵𝔳𝔦𝔦 - 'reverence' › 5k.
love is never easy; the greeks proved that much. that, however, is what makes it so special—one's willingness to persevere despite all obstacles. you and ellie, after many tribulations, slowly begin to unravel this web of complication that is love.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔵𝔵𝔳𝔦𝔦𝔦 - 'maybe another day' › 7k.
all sweet things rot.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔵𝔵𝔦𝔵 - 'the windows' › 6k.
“thick black smoke stretches toward the sky with long arms of prejudice. a place of solace for so many people now evanescences before their very eyes. and, to make matters worse, some of them were trapped inside as it caught flame."
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔩 - 'a thief' › 11k.
"time is a cruel man—a thief. he robs from the elderly and steals from the weak. he’s been especially brutal during this past week [...] he’s done nothing but take. from children, from parents, from lovers."
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔩𝔦 - 'shards of glass' › 6k.
as grief clouds the vision of every victor in the nation, ellie is coping with everything in a much more violent way than she'd ever intended. however, once reality becomes more clear to her, she'd forced to swallow a pill too thick to ever fully digest.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔩𝔦𝔦 - 'promises' › 7k.
prom ∘ ise (n.) the assurance that one will do a particular thing, or that something will happen.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔩𝔦𝔦𝔦 - 'hummingbird stone' › 9k.
with the reapings broadcasted and the tombstones carved, grief takes form in a multitude of ways: from screaming matches to wedding proposals.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔩𝔦𝔳 - 'aletheia' › 6k.
like a moth to a flame, like a moon to a star, you and ellie cannot seem to remain separated for too long.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔩𝔳 - 'like a cobra' › 7k.
“know your place, little victor, before you get squashed. [...] i’ve noticed you’ve taken a liking to insects, have you not?” / “your technique is like a cobra’s. fast and hard and unrelenting. but I’ll have you know, even a cobra can be killed by an insect.”
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔩𝔳𝔦 - 'a bad word' › 6k.
as past traumas come back to haunt us, apologies are offered by powerful people - at least to some. however, nothing accompanies apologies more so than forgiveness. the question is: what is considered too terrible to forgive?
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔩𝔳𝔦𝔦 - 'until it’s reduced to ash' › 9k.
the evaluations are standard, as are most terrible things, yet calamity ensues when it is a group of uncaring victors who are obligated into conforming for such things.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔩𝔳𝔦𝔦𝔦 - 'wanted another’ › 10k.
as the reality of the quell settles into the air, so does the danger and sacrifice of motherhood. despite being thousands of miles from your son, you would stop at nothing to protect him from harm.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔵𝔩𝔦𝔵 - 'moth ring’ › 6k.
the arena draws nearer, and hard truths are revealed in the proximity of calamity. with mere hours to spare, there is no longer the time to remain resentful.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔩- 'dousing your flames' › 8k.
a third rendition of the quarter quell commences, and disaster thrives among the fearful.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔩𝔦 - 'it’s enough' › 7k.
the gap which tess leaves behind is nigh unfillable, yet it's still valiant to attempt to fill it. amid salty seas, frigid mountain sides, and benign fires, you each try to close the gap in hopes of being whole again.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔩𝔦𝔦 - 'whatever it may take' › 8k.
there’s refuge for everyone, you need only find it.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔩𝔦𝔦𝔦 - 'tracking' › 7k.
everyone is in search of something, whether that be salvation or destruction. or perhaps another person, someone whose act of living controls everything else.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔩𝔦𝔳 - 'nothing but torture' › 10k.
in the aftermath of loss, emotions are like open wounds and raw nerves - susceptible to pain yet useless in defending against it.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔩𝔳 - 'good' › 6k.
"ellie is a good soul and a wonderful person, but she became blinded by grief. she was hurt. some people can’t return from things so terrible."
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔩𝔳𝔦 - 'replenishment' › 5k.
when two fates that have become to intertwined with one another begin to unwind, the universe struggles to balance them. you and ellie, despite being so far apart, suffer similar situations as your lives begin to stem in opposite directions.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔩𝔳𝔦𝔦 - 'not again' › 9k.
each tribute of the quell has branched off in their own path toward reprieve. they’ve suffered tribulation after tribulation and they all want only to rest - all except ellie’s stubborn ass.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔩𝔳𝔦𝔦𝔦 - 'fear for you' › 5k.
familiarity is not always so fond, and nor is love.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔩𝔦𝔵 - 'tripwire' › 7k.
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔩𝔵 - 'immune' › 9k.
"a moth whose wings have been cut could never possibly reach her sun."
𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭 𝔩𝔵𝔦 - 'long, long time' › 7k.
as the war grows nearer, the tributes begin to face the repercussions - and the pain.
