#c is for cress

[caliburn-the-sword]

your initial, your reminder: tlc character edition

L: perhaps if you hadn't been so reckless, things wouldn't have ended the way they did

I: everyone you love will leave you one by one. until you have no one left, and you are all alone

K: you left them when they needed you the most, and they paid the price for it

S: you will never get to be the girl you once were, the one without the weight on her shoulders

Z: if only you had communicated properly, you wouldn't have driven away the ones you love

C: no matter how hard you try, you will never be able to connect with your peers as well as or as easily as they can with each other

T: you're just waiting for everyone else to realise what you already know: that you're not a good person

W: you will never truly know if someone sincerely loves you, or if they just have something else to gain

J: it will be impossible to absolve for the things you've done, no matter how good the intention was

[watered-cress]

small, eensy PSA:

if you ever get accidentally hit with a move from a pokemon— you better hope to ARCEUS that it’s not a. A dragon-type move (like, say for instance: dragon pulse) and b. From an angry Hydreigon

it especially would be horrible if it ended up hitting you in the face— that kind of injury never truly goes away! In fact it might get WORSE after a couple years.

safe training.

[sitting-on-the-bottom]

Location: Train Station and City Center, District Four With: @cress-meadowforge

Twice a year, the train would pull into the station, carrying the newest Victor to show to the world. Every time, Pyx would stand to the side, a former Victor ready to greet the latest in to share the honor. In her simple white dress, simple ballet flats are on her feet and hair tied in its normal braid, Pyxis waited like it was just another year. As if these games hadn't brought more tragedy than normal.

When they all stepped off the train, she had her smile on her face. It took a mention in the speech for her to remember one of her tributes names, her face having a moment of 'aha!' before trying to subdue it. The skies above were grey and overcast, the waves reacting to the skies anger and thrumming against the shores loud enough to be heard from the center of the district.

When the speeches were over, and any greeting and celebration was to occur, is when Pyxis went over to Cress. The woman had traveled with the District Twelve Victor (something Pyxis was sure had a reason that she had missed or forgotten).

"Why did you ask me if I was reaped?" It was abrupt. Out of place. But she had to know why that had been important.

[build-a-buddy]

That second group pic now ft. Cress (:

[sheenlux]

After his date with Monty, he was now obliged to fulfill his deal with Cress. She had watched Shimmer in exchange for all the details once he was free. So the two of them were sitting down for lunch in the Tower together on the Twelfth Floor. He was all smiled as he sat across from his friend.

"Truthfully Cress, I have no idea where to start. It all just sorta happened? Though I'm absolutely blaming you, and fully believe you orchestrated this. Begging me to go to District Zero, and then what happened there. There's no way that doesn't go hand in hand."

@cress-meadowforge

[gatotsu]

guess who passed her one year work review with flying colors? :)

[coralcovestarlight]

She'd heard the news that Cress had her baby and immediately went back to her Quarters to look for the present she'd bought for this moment. It was a rattle filled with sea shells, making noise as it was moved around. Hopefully she'd enjoy playing with it once she was old enough. Coral knocked on the door to Cress's room, making sure to enter quietly in case the baby was asleep. She hadn't been around many children, but she had heard that it wouldn't be good to interrupt their sleep. "Hi. Is this a good time, or should I come back later?"

@cress-meadowforge

[giraffenamjoon]

as a baby carat i'm going back through all the svt record videos and catching up on tons of material and i swear, my kingdom for a woozi sighting

[daylight-404]

"what in the whole wide world possessed you to do that" idt he was the one getting possessed in that situation cress

No one actually was possessed at all! :p Apologies for a lack of specification, we’re just talking about the two times I’ve fused Cress with a Kyogre. Not the Kyurem stuff, no need to worry!

How did you even get your freakish hands on one in the first place.

It’s a secret!!

[blogthefiresidechats]

Online Order

I ordered the following on Saturday with the money I had left. The first book is a new release (July 30th) and is the most recent book from that author. I also got the Lunar Chronicles but it ended up being cheaper for me to order the books separately instead of buying the box set. The book store that I usually shop at was having a “buy one book and get the second for half off” sale and this…

[plusfortesensemble]

@storyofwhoiam || Continued from here

"You're welcome!" Alice musters a grin, momentarily happy that she had helped out. She just wants to help. Cressida has been trying so hard and is clearly struggling as well; she can't just keep crying in bed all day, no matter how much she wants to. But that grief still sticks to her bones even during moments of fleeting happiness. She's exhausted, somehow in two different ways that she doesn't know if she would be able to explain. Isn't tired just needing to sleep?

She nods when Cressida asks her if she's eaten enough. It doesn't compare to how much she wants to stuff her face nor did it taste as good as she had wanted, but it was enough.

She sighs heavily as she moves to sit Cressida's lap, laying her head against her chest. "Do you think it will ever go back to normal? So we don't have to hide?" Maybe if they didn't have to hide, she'd be able to find her family again. Cressida could be part of their family too. She wouldn't have to be alone and she could be friends with Eloise again.

[words-of-tomatoes]

For an instant, Wolf is almost too shocked to catch Enya as she throws herself at him, but his instincts kick in as soon as he feels the clench of her fingers clinging tightly to his shirt.

"Careful," he gasps, unable to keep the worry from his voice as he gently grabs her arms to keep her from falling. For a moment, he debates between giving her what she wants and laying her back on the bench. But as the scientist speaks and Enya's movements only get more and more agitated, he can't force himself to displace her.

As carefully as he can, he lifts Enya to his chest, standing with one arm underneath her and twisting until he's seated on the bench. He makes sure to avoid touching her back as his free hand rests against the back of her head, holding her to him.

"Shh," he repeats softly, ignoring the scientist's words aside from a sharp glare that brightens his pale green eyes before turning back to the little girl in his lap. "You have to stay still so we can help you, Enya. I won't let anyone hurt you. I promise."

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Scarlet watches anxiously until she sees Enya is safe, but even then the anxiety doesn't lose even half of its hold until she sees the little girl cradled in Wolf's lap. A slow shaky breath seeps out of her and she slouches further on her elbow until her hand brushes the portscreen and she suddenly remembers that they're not alone.

She twists the portscreen around as best as she can from the awkward position of her arm and looks down into the face of Cress.

"It's Enya," she explains quietly, trying hard to keep her voice steady as she speaks. "She's hurt bad, Cress. Really, really bad. And we don't have many supplies - nowhere near what she needs. Cress, get us to you. Please."

Continued from x; @words-of-tomatoes

[build-a-buddy]

Windbreaker's name is Cress, he/him; he's a DG agent & feels he's a human soul/conciousness/etc trapped in a jacket after Something Bad Happened.

His half aware state earlier reminded me a lot of how Malt was when we first met and how Fluffy experiences things currently. Which is kinda interesting.

Also he says he can't see, which is also interesting-- I think En and Cleric (my two less sentient pieces of clothing) can see? I need to double check with them; I may have just assumed that.

[gatotsu]

i know none of y'all follow me for kpop but if you do, you can check out @giraffenamjoon. i'll be moving like 70% of my screaming over to that blog until I get bored and/or lazy and move it back again.

[crescentchat]

fuck zodiac signs. which cunt-ified vietamese lunar chronicles cover is your favorite

scarlet's is the only that's not hilariously outrageous. like why is cinder hit the marilyn monroe pose with those bitch ass heels from the og book covers and giving the moon an upskirt shot?? and c r e s s. dont get me started on this cover. she has the bbl bussdown middlepart and a killer body its so ehufheuwiffuge and winter's cover is just. white washing. but thats nothing new with these foreign covers

[sheenlux]

Sheen swallowed when Cress said her last line, knowing exactly what she meant, and knowing where the fear was stemming from. The father of her child was after all a now-known Rebel who defied the odds and won the games. Her association with him painted a target on her back, and god he knew the Capitol would eat up a child of two victors from two districts so different. Still Sheen knew that if anything happened to Cress, he'd wanna defend her, but he was also going to have to watch out for her daughter, it created a new set of feelings Sheen would have to think about. Still when Cress decided not to finish that train of thought, he smiled when she did, taking her arm.

"Don't worry, Cress. I got you. Both of you. All three of you." Patting her hand, he walked her back into the ball, where hopefully the rest of the night would be uneventful, and there were no surprises planned for him.

Cress' gaze was loaded, heavy. The subject of her daughter was not one she broached lightly. This being she carried was of great importance, greater still than even the shape she would take in Slate and Cress' lives. Another curse, she supposed, that this child would be born of them. That, in being so, she had already earned the ire of Snow. If her daughter stood a chance in this world, she'd need more than the two of them. She'd need shields, mentors, guides and allies. She'd need people like Sheen. Someone to call themself uncle. "If something happens to me--" Cress began, but the words died once more upon her lips. No matter. It didn't need to be articulated to be known. He would protect Cress' child, if she no longer could.

"Very well," she smiled, reshaping herself to form. Cress took his arm, straightening, collecting herself as they slipped back into the fold.