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from diana. / closed starter for gabriel. @parheliion

"well don't you look stunning," it's rare that those words mean much coming from diana's lips, but there was something about the way gabriel designed that drew her to his talents. soon she simply began to enjoy his company, finding some kind of solace in the distance they both had put between themselves and their families. one topic she was never quite sure how to approach though was his feelings regarding the tributes past and present, feelings weren't her greatest strength by any means. but she did like to show that she cared. whatever way that ended up coming across, it was there. "you've done a beautiful job this year, as always. do you... do you get to talk to them much?"

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from haymitch. / closed starter for annie. @damagedflames

"i'm starting to think i'm too old for this shit," haymitch had long confided in annie, seeing her as someone who truly understood the lost... somewhat absent feeling in his mind. he's been learning each day to choose his moments better, be a little more coherent in moments that are now calling for that but damn did it get harder the longer the stress of losing people laid on his shoulders. "it's been so long since i've had to put myself in this-." the stresses of mentoring completely by himself for years had taken a toll on him, tributes scoring low or unbelievably high as of late throwing wrenches in what he had previously planned, and the kids, it was just... heavy. "- and now it's not just random people, is it? they just had to drag me back in." leaning forward on his elbows, he finally catches a glance of annie's expression, "how are you feeling about it?" maybe he needs to hear something other than his own circular thoughts.

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from julian. / closed starter for caius. @damagedflames

it was rare julian got much of a break during the day. but he'd been on shift for longer than anyone had anticipated, stood outside a door with familiar faces passing by him and shoved much further inside than he'd ever be allowed. he can't help but be curious about what happened, but he would keep his mouth shut for his own good. twenty years here wouldn't be too bad if he could keep it together. "hey!" he's not exactly sure if yelling to people here was good etiquette or not, but he'd already called out before that crossed his mind. spotting caius felt like destiny, a lull in his mind just what he needed right now. "do you want to get a drink with me? i haven't slept."

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from julian. / closed starter for emerald. @dissensiio

julian may be new to the capitol, but if there was one thing the boy was good at so far it was using his free time to sus people out. within a week he'd known the who's who of the capitol's namesakes, even drawn in one or two along the way. maybe this stint with the peacekeepers wouldn't be too bad if they didn't relocate him after the games. after the games. he'd noticed emerald the moment she walked in, eyeing her momentarily before returning to being nudged and squawked at by his bunk mates. after such a horrible week of repetitive tasks, maybe he could use a little stimulation. far too confident for his stature, he approaches her without hesitation, "nice dress, does the stylist dress you? or are you soley to blame for looking this good?"

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from diana. / closed starter for priam. @gcdeater

it had been a hell of a long time now since diana had relied on priam for much of anything. for years she'd felt alone, pushed aside and sheltered from the reality of her birth. her family wanted great things for her, not only was she a plinth, they had chosen her with the intent of making her perfect.. who would've guessed their friendship would blossom from that shared weight of expectation? at least for a while she might've allowed herself to think that was the case, that they were truly friends and not just bound by paperwork and a name. she'd certainly not been so close to his brother. maybe it was the contrarian spirit, the tendancy to reject what was in store for them, or perhaps the failure to live up to it. maybe for a moment she thought she wasn't alone in all this mess. but priam had chosen his path and she was teetering on the edge of hers nervously and unequipped, right back to feeling like that lost little girl. "you two are just adorable, aren't you?" the alcohol had a fifty-fifty chance of loosening her tongue or keeping her silent, but tonight she'd live up to one family member at least. seeing his life so seemingly perfect made her question every choice she ever made, "truly, how do you do it? i'd love to know."

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from haymitch. / closed starter for effie. @empyrcals

"well don't you look lovely, i enjoy this whole-" he motions in her general direction, not picking out anything in particular, "-colour, situation." in all the time he'd spent with effie over the years he'd argue that he'd gained an eye for... whatever she had an eye for, or at least he understood it more than he had back in the early days. "how are you feeling? about the scores." he'd soon be venturing to chew out the tributes, assuming something akin to the worst if he knew anything about their nature. beneath the shiny new suit, the firm grip on his glass, he can't hide the nerves he's feeling as things progress. giving up mentoring was supposed to be his opportunity to relax, to let go of the reigns and focus on what really mattered. but now he was at risk of losing what he wanted so desperately to protect.

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from haymitch. / closed starter for alex @riiseandfall

"so... are we going to talk about scores tonight or would you rather deal with me hungover?" he'd been searching for katniss, but in his haze managed to spot alex across the room. it took him back to his early days of mentoring, the very reason he'd resigned to pushing tributes away for so long. he couldn't help but take a swig of his drink, hoping to ease the familiar pit in his stomach. "is there something i should know or... is this just how it's gonna be this time?" it seemed maybe katniss had an easier go of this the first time around, or maybe haymitch was just getting too old for this shit.

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ofpancm, a dependent multi muse for mockingjaysfm.

( * haymitch abernathy. / d12 mentor. )

( * diana plinth. / capitol socialite. )

( * julian delgado. ( d12 peacekeeper. )

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alexa demie. cis female . she/her ➶ I RECOGNISE THAT FACE ! that’s DIANA PLINTH, the THIRTY TWO year old socialite from THE CAPITOL . they’ve been in the capitol around THIRTY TWO YEARS , long enough to gain a reputation for being so DETERMINED & HEDONISTIC . they’re so lucky getting to live in the tribute center for the duration of the games! ( character ISN’T part of the uprising )

thirty two years, thirty two years of highly repetitive capitol life with no control over her choices. diana is adopted at birth, a little girl with no name. her real parents had prospects, and forever held onto the belief that they had their lives to live however they wanted without a child mucking it all up. her shiny new family put their faith in her, training her to be the perfect little doll, the answer to their whims and expectations, to keep up appearances. repairing the cracks in the plinth name was not an easy task and diana wasn't even truly one of them. she kept a distance from most of the others, only finding solace in priam, their similiar natures making them the only person that truly felt like blood. but over the years, she noticed the fire in him weign, and hers begun to burn out as a result.

she dove head first into perfecting her schoolwork and appearance. if she had one job it was to become desirable to the capitol by any means necessary. keep people's attention and life would move quickly, better loved and provided for than right back where she started. from there, she would be left with a choice, a choice she'd refused to make for at least a decade. let's just say employment was not something she was seeking, not when her father could provide all she needed and more. but his patience with her thinned, often begging and pleading with her to just grow up. but to do that would be to give in, to allow them the full control they so desperately craved. even if it was control they were seeking, not love, maybe she no longer could tell the difference between the two. the longer this game plays out the more she rebels against them, pushing away bit by bit but always pulled back in line.

wanted connections:

school friends/enemies: can be super petty and childish for the enemies, long time friends from school would also b awesome ( any gender. )

partner in crime: when these two are together, nothing good can happen, definitely bad influences on each other. ( any gender. )

set up: their parents are trying to get these two together, but neither of them are into it at all ( any gender. )

exes: drama, no drama, i'm down for either ( any gender. )

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❝  well , you’re a piece of work , aren’t you ? ❞ peeta @ haymitch

@reblrths !

"is there a reason for that or is it more of a general statement?" this isn't the first time he'd heard those words from peeta's mouth and he's fairly certain it won't be the last. it was one of those nights he'd completely overdone it, barely able to stand on his feet anymore. leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, he throws them out in exasperation, "kid, if you wanted a kind ear you should've gone to effie." lifting his glass to his lips and finishing it in one motion, he then gestures in the direction of the door, "i'm going." maybe he'd been too blunt once or twice tonight but if he was anything it was piss drunk and a realist.

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ohisms​:

𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃  &  𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄    (a  series  of  nonverbal  prompts .   mature  themes  present ,   ‘ my ’  muse  belongs  to  the  one who  posted  the  meme  -  send   “ + REVERSE ”   to  reverse  the  prompts .)

→     𝐈 .    GENERAL

❛   hush .   raise  a  finger  in  a  gesture  to  silence  my  muse . ❛   sit .   gesture  for  my  muse  to  sit  down . ❛   door .   hold  a  door  open  for  my  muse . ❛   tap .   tap  my  muse  on  the  shoulder  to  garner  their  attention . ❛   hunger .   give  my  muse  something  to  eat  /  drink . ❛   cook .   present  my  muse  with  home - cooked  food . ❛   brush .   work  a  brush  /  comb  through  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   read .   silently  read  a  book  alongside  my  muse . ❛   hand .   hold  out  a  hand  for  my  muse  to  take . ❛   dressed .   help  my  muse  put  on  an  article  of  clothing . ❛   note .   give  my  muse  a  note  saying :   [ content ] . ❛   amplify .   turn  up  the  music  in  the  car .

→     𝐈𝐈 .    ANGST

❛   patch .   help  my  muse  patch  up  a  wound . ❛   night terrors .   hold  my  muse  after  they  wake  up  from  a  nightmare . ❛   company .   silently  sit  with  my  muse  to  comfort  them. ❛   hospital .   my  muse  is  told  that  yours  is  in  the  hospital . ❛   revelation .   show  my  muse  evidence  of  a  lie  they  told . ❛   indulge .   find  my  muse  drinking  to  cope . ❛   downfall .   find  my  muse  collapsed  on  the  ground . ❛   console .   comfort  my  muse  as  they  cry . ❛   nurse .   give  my  muse  company  in  the  hospital .

→     𝐈𝐈𝐈 .    AFFECTIONATE

❛   wink .   wink  at  my  muse .  ❛   wrap .   wrap  an  arm  around  my  muse’s  [ shoulders  /  waist ] . ❛   caress .   gently  caress  my  muse’s  face . ❛   tousle .   mess  playfully  with  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   chest .   place  your  head  on  my  muse’s  chest .    ❛   comb .   comb  fingers  through  my  muse’s  hair . ❛   grasp .   run  to  my  muse  &  jump  into  their  arms . ❛   lean .   lean  on  my  muse’s  shoulder . ❛   tender .   kiss  my  muse  on  the  [ forehead  /  cheek  /  nose ] . ❛   abrupt .   kiss  my  muse  out  of  the  blue . ❛   chaste .   chastely  kiss  my  muse . ❛   good morning .   kiss  my  muse  the  morning  after . ❛   volumes .   gaze  at  my  muse  in  a  way  that  silently  says  ‘i love you’ .

→     𝐈𝐕  .    VIOLENT

❛   strike .   [ slap / punch ]  my muse in the face . ❛   gun .   wield  a  gun  at  my  muse . ❛   twist .   twist  my  muse’s  arm  behind  their  back . ❛   throttle .   aggressively  wrap  your  hands  around  my  muse’s  throat . ❛   parch .   burn  my  muse  with  a  hot  object . ❛   take down .   forcefully  bring  my  muse  to  the  ground . ❛   gouge .   wield  a  sharp  object  at  my  muse . ❛  shunt .   shove  my  muse  backwards . ❛  stickup .   yell  at  my  muse  to  put  their  hands  in  the  air. ❛  shoot .   [ fatally  /  non-fatally ]   shoot  my  muse . ❛  stab .   stab  my  muse with a  [ knife / other object ].

→     𝐕 .    NSFW

❛   surprise .   send  an  unexpected  nsfw  image  to  my  muse . ❛   pin .   push  my  muse  against  a  [ wall,  table,  other ] . ❛   go down .   go  down  on  my  muse . ❛   choke .   intimately  wrap  your  hands  around  my  muse’s  throat . ❛   belt loops .   pull  my  muse  closer  by  their  belt loops . ❛   skinny dipping .   go  skinny  dipping  with  my  muse . ❛   rip .   tear  a  piece  of  clothing  from  my  muse’s  body . ❛   mark .   leave  a  mark  on  my  muse’s  body  [ specify where ] .

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hunger games trilogy || starters

feel free to change pronouns , tenses , etc .

❝  it takes 10 times as long to put yourself back together as it does to fall apart .❞ ❝  why am i not dead ? i should be dead .❞ ❝ having an eye for beauty isn’t the same thing has having a weakness .❞ ❝  i wish i could freeze this moment , right here , right now , & live in it forever .❞ ❝  no one really needs me .❞ ❝ remember , we’re madly in love , so it’s all right to kiss me anytime you feel like it .❞ ❝  i am not pretty . i am not beautiful . i am as radiant as the sun .❞ ❝  you love me . real or not real ? ❞ ❝  ally . friend . lover . victor . enemy . fiancee . target . mutt . neighbor . hunter . ally. i’ll add it to the list of words i use to try to figure you out.  ❞ ❝  here it’s safe , here it’s warm .❞ ❝  i’m not like the rest of you . there’s no one left i love .❞ ❝  i’m very hard to catch , & if they can’t catch me , they can’t kill me .❞ ❝  stupid people are dangerous .❞ ❝  you don’t forget the face of the person who was your last hope .❞ ❝  you’ve got about as much charm as a dead slug .❞ ❝  my nightmares are usually about losing you .❞ ❝  for there to be betrayal , there would have to have been trust first .❞ ❝  destroying things is much easier than making them .❞ ❝  here’s some advice . stay alive .❞ ❝  they’ll either want to kill you , kiss you , or be you .❞ ❝  you’re not leaving me here alone .❞ ❝  well , i don’t have much competition here .❞ ❝  you here to finish me off , sweetheart ? ❞ ❝  i stand by what i said . do you want me to lie about it ? ❞ ❝  because i’m selfish . i’m a coward . ❞ ❝  you & me , we’re even . no more owed . you understand ? ❞ ❝  if we burn , you burn with us .❞ ❝  what ? do you find this distracting ? ❞ ❝  i can still rip your throat out .❞ ❝  where’s loverboy ? ❞ ❝  i’m the kind of girl who , when she might actually be of use , would run to stay alive and leave those who couldn’t follow to suffer and die .❞ ❝  the kisses have the opposite effect , of make my need greater . i thought i was something of an expert on hunger , but this is an entirely new kind . ❞ ❝  hope . hope is the only thing stronger than fear .❞ ❝  a spark could be enough to set them ablaze . ❞ ❝  kind people have a way of working their way inside me and rooting there .❞ ❝  whatever breaks you .❞ ❝  i am in pain . that’s the only way i get your attention . ❞ ❝  i’m not going anywhere . i’m going to stay here and cause all kinds of trouble .❞ ❝  imagine thousands of your people , dead . your loved ones , gone . ❞ ❝  i hate being so alone .❞ ❝  don’t make me sorry i restarted your heart .❞ ❝  they will kill us .❞ ❝  you know , you could live a thousand lifetimes and not deserve him .❞ ❝  please feel free to take this personally . ❞ ❝  at some point , you have to stop running & turn around and face whoever wants you dead .❞ ❝  aim higher in case you fall short .❞ ❝  some walks you have to take alone .❞ ❝  whatever breaks you .❞ ❝  well , you’re a piece of work , aren’t you ? ❞ ❝  isn’t it strange that i know you’d risk your life to save mine , but i don’t even know what your favorite color is ? ❞ ❝  you are my life .❞ ❝  i’m here to help you make an impression .❞ ❝  you have no idea . the effect you can have .❞ ❝  if desperate times call for desperate measures , then i am free to act as desperately as i wish .❞ ❝  so when did I become so special ? ❞ ❝  you’re not afraid i’ll kill you tonight ? ❞ ❝  technically , i am unarmed . but no one should underestimate the harm fingernails can do .❞ ❝  i doubt they’ll figure out our plan , since we can barely understand it ourselves .❞ ❝  mess with us & we’ll do something worse than kill you . we’ll kill your children .❞ ❝  you’re kind of squeamish for such a lethal person .❞ ❝  you’re not going to die . i forbid it . all right ? ❞ ❝  i thought we had an agreement not to lie to each other. ❞ ❝  closing my eyes doesn’t help . fire burns brighter in the darkness . ❞ ❝  jealousy is certainly involved . ❞ ❝  what is the worst pain ? to me , it’s always the pain that is present . ❞ ❝  i’ve been down by the stream collecting berries . would you care for some ? ❞ ❝  may the odds be ever in your favor .❞ ❝  what i need is the dandelion in the spring . the bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction . the promise that life can go on , no matter how bad our losses .❞ ❝  ____ ? maybe some pants ? ❞ ❝  i can’t tell what’s real anymore , & what’s made up . ❞ ❝  i knew you’d kiss me . ❞

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if anything he should've seen that coming, expected the cold demeanour. he definitely deserved it. a part of him couldn't help but hope alex would just flip out, scream and maybe push him around a little, that would make things simple at the very least. "i got offered a job," he motions to his uniform, purposefully leaving out just how he had gotten that job. known to have a habit of using people, the capitol felt like the fresh start julian desperately needed. with just one or two bumps in his reality he hoped to smoothe out. "i-" god he didn't know how to say this, or which approach to take but the universe would now make him decide, "i'm sorry. for not- not saying goodbye." that, at least, was true. he hoped alex would bank that apology, unsure if he's capable of much else. "i fucked up. i don't think i'd be here if you hadn't... done that. so, yeah, thankyou."

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he couldn't afford to be effected by what he saw on those screens, couldn't afford to let those three deaths get under his skin. there was a role to be played and alex had to play it. but as the night went on, the party just felt...crowded. they felt like they couldn't breathe, everything was too loud, too noisy and bright and with a muttered excuse and a quick smile, they slipped outside, hoping the air and a cigarette would ease their thoughts once more.

they leaned against the side of the building, exhaling smoke when a peacekeeper rounded the corner--making alex jump to attention, ducking back to avoid being seen, but the peacekeeper barely seemed to notice him, they were far more interested in ripping their helmet off. and alex, more curious than cautious, takes a step back out.

and their heart damn near stops at who was under that helmet.

it was like he had been sucker punched, like all the air was knocked right out of his lungs, the cigarette slipping from hands that shook with--anger? regret? sadness? they don't know. they only know that julian's voice cuts right through him, causing a wry laugh to fall from their lips, head shaking. "i'm here? i wouldn't think that is too surprising. you win the games and you get to come back year after year, don't you know?" his voice lowers slightly, "i guess you wouldn't, after all, i'm the one who went in. not you." the bitterness in their tone surprises them, gaze dropping out of--was it guilt? "i'm the one who should be surprised. why are you here?"

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from haymitch. / closed starter for cashmere. @lepidusoccisor !

"you know what-" as usual, without invitation, haymitch had begun a conversation with whoever happened to be seated next to him at the bar. noting cashmere's presence making his curiosity overrun any social graces he managed to maintain. he'd watched the reaping as he did every year, on his couch with a scotch in his hand. this time though, he actually had memory of it. with people he very much cared about in the pool once again, as well as his mentor duties, his interest in the other tributes and victors only grew stronger. he wonders if gloss is coping with the training, if cashmere was as affected by the situation as he was. "i gotta ask- did you want to volunteer? or think about it?" if haymitch had an opportunity to pick cash's brain without gloss around, he certainly wouldn't pass it up.

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from estelle. / closed starter for aurelia. @victoriams !

"darling! boy am i glad i ran into you tonight," never the one for subtlety, estelle had most definitely gone out of her way to bump into auriela at at least three events now. though each time she seemed to be interrupted before she got the chance to actually propose her ideas (including that awful party a few weeks back.) with the tribute parade close approaching, she needed to throw her name in the hat if she was to get what she wanted. "i just wanted you to consider hiring me as your usual after the games. i mean, with your name and my talent, we'd be bringing gold to the next level, don't you think? anyways, would you like something to eat or drink? my treat, for your consideration of course." she'd keep it simple at first, outdoing sylas was a long game that she was more than willing to play.