Mockingjay

"She was more than just the mockingjay, she was a willful young girl with the heart of a lion." {I track willfulmockingjay} Semi-hiatus

[willfulmockingjay]

I should be on after this weekend because I don't work in Monday. Feel free to slip into my ask to plot in the meantime though, or just talk I'm down for that too! I'll be putting my blog on a semi-hiatus until finals are over.

[willfulmockingjay]

I’m still here everyone! I’m just really busy lately! I swear I will do my best to pump replies out in the next few days. Love y'all, Ana.

[wordsnquotes]

I think when your heart hurts this much it means you opened it wide once - and that is something to be proud of.

Glennon Melton (via wordsnquotes)

[ourleaderthemxckingjay-blog]

&&. engagement/marriage starters.

“ will you marry me? “

“ yes, i’ll marry you! “ 

“ i don’t think we’re ready. “ 

“ you lost the ring?! “ 

“ i’m gonna propose tonight at dinner. “ 

“ i can’t let you marry her/him. “ 

“ i don’t care if your family hates me, i love you! “ 

“ i think this is the dress. “ 

“ what do you mean ‘you can’t do this’? you have to walk down the aisle in half an hour! “ 

“ let me see the ring! “ 

“ how did he/she ask?! “ 

“ so when’s the big day? “ 

“ i object! “ 

“ the dress won’t zip! “ 

“ so are you guys doing this because you’re pregnant or something? “ 

“ what type of flowers: roses or lilies? “ 

“ please don’t invite your uncle. he always gets embarrassingly drunk at things like these. “ 

“ i’ve been taking dancing lessons. i want our wedding to be perfect. “ 

“ with this ring, i thee wed. “ 

“ are rapid breathing, a fast heart rate, and internal panicking all signs of cold feet? because i’ve got them all. “ 

“ i don’t care if we get married in a shack or a ballroom. i just want to be your husband/wife. “ 

“ best thing about weddings: open bars. “ 

“ you said the wrong name at the altar?! “ 

“ nothing made me happier than seeing you walk down the aisle towards me. “ 

[angstmemes]

Realistic Sex for Sexual Sunday!

“Did you just… finish?” “They always make shower sex sound so appealing, but honestly, this is getting dangerous.” “Sorry, I can’t. I’m on my period.” “I’m not actually feeling anything.” “I’m sorry, I don’t know why this is happening. Or… isn’t happening.” “Are you getting any closer?” “Why do they make this look so easy in all those porn movies?! This hurts like fuck!” “What do you do when you’re on your own? Maybe that’ll help.” “This isn’t going to work out, is it? Do you maybe want to do something else? Watch a movie? Anything?” “I think it’s not wet enough.” “Ow, why do you keep doing that?! I said ‘no teeth’!” “I know we’re kind of busy, but I actually need to pee…” “Oh, no, no, no! I’m definitely not into that.” “Can’t do that one right now. Constipated.” “Do you have any fantasies? Maybe that could turn you on.” “Did something just happen? You’re not turned on anymore.” “Shit sorry, am I going too fast?” “Don’t move! Your earring is caught in my hair!” “Maybe we should spice it up a little. I’m actually getting quite bored…” “Damn it, the batteries are running out. Please tell me you have new ones.” “Wait, I thought you were joking when you said you wanted to try this.” “Wow okay, I don’t know whether that’ll fit.” “Is it really hurting too much? Do you need me to stop?” “I may have just farted…”

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Full promo picture of Jennifer Lawrence for Mockingjay Part 2 (x)

[chesheercatsmile]

[willfulmockingjay]

Tag a quality blog, You’re it! Quality doesn’t mean that you have a lot of followers, or a lot of messages. It means that you’re nice to other people, and you deserve to be happy. If you get this message, someone is telling you that they love you as you are, and they don’t care how many followers you have. Send this to 15 blogs who deserve it. If you break the chain, nothing will happen. But it’s just good to let someone know that you love them. :) <3

Omg. I can't believe YOU sent this to ME. 💚💚💙💙 all the heart emojis thank you soooooo super much!!!

[thelifeofashowgirl]

[gryfflndor]

Kill or be killed

[gifhungergames]

i don’t wanna forget

[loving-mellark-deactivated20180]

“Stay with me.”

“Always.”

[perditusmare]

SEND ME A ♟ TO RECEIVE A HANDWRITTEN NOTE FROM MY MUSE TO YOURS.

[casgirl]

gale: i’m katniss’ best friend. i’d do anything for her.

finnick: 

[shxriffwoody-deactivated2014071]

anonymously tell me what you think of my character portrayal

[willfulmockingjay]

Nodding, he stared at her for longer, unsure how to react. Only a few days ago she was treating him like a mutt, and she was going about it as if everything was his fault. Was it? His fault? Did he cause all that pain on himself? Probably not. He probably just hurt Katniss with how he was acting, but it was unfair how she treated him. But that’s the thing, he thought, would the old Peeta care? Did he even care now? Life was unfair on the both of them, Katniss was just different from Peeta.

Peeta was about to retreat to sleep when she suddenly moved out to the tunnel, but he brushed it off. The sound, the chorus of hissing that called out to her name. “Katniss.” He muttered involuntarily, and that’s when he realized it. “Mutts! They’re sending mutts! They’re out to kill Katniss, come on let’s go!” He yelled as well, getting up and shaking the others awake. Once he knew they were, he followed after Katniss and ran with her, though inside there was confusion whether or not he should be attacking her with them. He followed her and Pollux who was now leading them through the maze the sewers created, and once they broke out into a larger room he moved to strike some of the mutts down, knowing Cressida was already on her way up the ladder. Suddenly a mutt was on him, but it was dead as soon as he it climbed up on his back. Katniss. She was saving him, just like she had said. Turning towards where the arrow came from, he saw her fall beneath one of the mutts that was trying to attack her.

That’s what you and I do.

He couldn’t think twice. He had no time for that. The mutt was snapping, almost close enough to tear through her flesh. That was when Peeta ran and tackled the mutt off, using the butt of his gun to smash its head in. But as soon as that one died, there were more coming, one of them climbing back up on his back. Soon, they would be outnumbered. Soon, they could all die. He could faintly hear grunting and gurgling from around him, mutts and soldiers fighting. Was this it? The end?

Katniss kept trying to push the mutt off of her body, but to no avail. Her arms began to sink and her eyes closed softly. She was at peace with this now, she was okay with dying. The rebellion wouldn't stop with her gone, it would keep going as it always had. The people didn't need someone to follow anymore, they had just needed someone in the beginning. Now, her job was done, and she could let go. Just when she was releasing her grip, she felt a weight being lifted off of her, and her eyes flung open. Peeta was a few feet from her, smashing the creatures head in with the butt of a gun. A feeling of releif washed through her for a moment before another one was on her, but a trident smashed through it. She notched an arrow and let it loose, killing the mutt that threatened to take Peeta from her. Why does everything target him? She asked herself before helping him up. "Go, GO." She urged him on, pushing him towards the ladder, her feet not far behind him.

Her eyes roamed the people above her as she reached the top, her eyes looking frantically towards the hole in which she came. Finnick? Oh, God, Finnick. Her eyes watched as they overtook him, he was screaming her name."Katniss, Katniss, help me, Katniss." She held up the holo, whispering the words. "Nightlock.... Nightlock..." The holo almost touching her lips as she whispers the last note of the self distruct password. "Nightlock." The present given to her by Boggs floats down into the tunnel, blowing everything down there to bits.

There is not a moment to waste as she turns and begins to run with the remaining members of her squad. Peacekeepers attempt to shoot them and she lets an explosive arrow go in their direction. Her feet move quickly as she tries to avoid the lights that turn you to ashes when they flash. Her legs pump as hard as they can go, her eyes and ears trained on the exit ahead. The ground from behind her tumbles away and Peeta stops. He seems to want to have another episode, so her running halts. I WONT loose him again... I've almost lost him too much, I can't leave him now. She grabs his face between her hands and focuses her eyes right on his, boring holes into them. Her hot lips press against his, filling her with a warmth she hadn't felt in quite some time. Her brain seems to fail her for just a moment as she pulls away. The words tumble from her mouth, but they have a demanding yet tender tone to them. "Stay with me." She utters, her attention all on him, her mind not even wandering once to the dangers around him. All Katniss sees at the moment is him. Whether a second goes by or five minutes, she doesn't know, but she awaits his answer. She would wait forever if that's how long it took.

As she stares into his eyes for a few seconds, memories come flooding in. She rememebers the beach and his lips then, the way he delicately handed her the pearl and the way his eyes fluttered open to stare at her after their lips had met. She remembers their kiss in the snow before the second games, the way he had spun her and slipped on the ice. She remembers the first time she kissed him in the first games, how he had almost died because of her. Every single time he had almost died, she had been the source of it. Peeta had sacrificed everything for her, even his L I F E. This was the moment that she knew what Gale had been telling him the night before, what Gale had said. "She'll pick the one she thinks she can't survive without." Katniss realized then and there, in that moment, that she had chosen Peeta. NOT for the cameras or the people around her, or to please some capitol citizen. She picked him because she wanted to, because she loved him.

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@willfulmockingjay

Johanna had quickly found readjusting to normal life difficult.  Coming back from the Games didn’t count when she’d never really been able to return fully to Seven.  Returning to the too large victor house had been nice for about three days.  She had nothing to fill it with, no one to help her and she wasn’t in the mood to hike out to a felling spot.  Keeping her axe with her had only led to her destroying her own bed and ruining the bedroom.  She started sleeping on the couch after that, and kept her axe just out of reach.  It took her almost two weeks to realize things weren’t working.  She arranged herself a hovercraft to drop her off just at the borders of Twelve.  The walk there was easy, but she still found herself stopping outside their Victors’ Village.  She hadn’t visited anyone after the war and she was almost surprised at her own anxiety at approaching the couple in general.  “Just…dropping by.  Sure.  That works.”  When steadying her heart rate didn’t work after spending ten minutes walking and looking around, she forced herself up to the door and knocked.

[willfulmockingjay]

Katniss had finally slept through the night for once, waking up engulfed in the warmth of the person she knew she couldn't survive without. His breathing had been steady and slow, so she knew he hadn't quite gotten up yet. She lay there a moment, not wanting to wake him, wanting to stay within this safe haven for just a few moments longer. They were finally able to have some peace together, no one was there to tell them how they should act or threaten their lives. The freedom was exhilarating.

A knock at the door pulled her from her bed, Peeta groaning and turning over beside her. It was nice to see him sleep, since he rarely got any. Her bare feet carried her down the stairs and to the front door, her mind trying to guess who could be visiting them at such an early hour. A yawn escaped her mouth as she ran her hands through her tangled hair before grabbing the brass knob and pulling the door open. "Johanna?" Her head tilted to the side in slight confusion. The girl hadn't expected to see her old friend ever again, but she wasn't complaining about it. "Come in." She offered, stepping aside and closing the door behind her. "What brings you to twelve?"