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i'm sorry to say , but moving my muses over to my general multi @thrillor

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meme call !! give this a like and i will go through your blog and send you memes

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gonna try to get some writing done on here and @novictor tomorrow. no promises BUT i shall try

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monty as a district 9 tribute who stunned the capitol when he was able to use the mechanical elements of the arena against his other tributes , indirectly causing the highest number of fatalities by one tribute in any games ever. when the capitol then tries to recruit him into working on upgrading weapons , he foolishly refuses, going so far as to sabotage artillery plans that are shown to him. As a result, his father is killed, his mother is tortured and brainwashed by the capitol, and, the very next year , his best friend is picked as tribute and sent to the arena to die.

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TOP 5/10 CHARACTERS PER SHOW (as voted by my followers) ↳ the 100 edition #5. Monty Green portrayed by Christopher Larkin

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meme call !! give this a like and i will go through your blog and send you memes

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not to be a hater but i don't love the wiress casting so i'm gonna keep using my fc for the time being

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hello !! now that I’ve officially written ic stuff on here , pandora’s box is open. I’m working the busiest day of the year at my job today , but have a notebook and a dream so will be trying to crack out a couple more meme replies. meanwhile , please please hmu to plot <3

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It’s 2025 and I’m tossing and turning in bed thinking about a way for finnick to survive…… some things ( my delusion ) never change

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sound moves strangely in district thirteen , probably a result of being underground. it's strange to miss something so simple as a certain way sound travels , but katniss feels it down here. feels too much most of the time. her throat is still healing from when peeta-- from what happened , every slightly pained swallow a reminder of what the capitol did to him. what it has been doing to all of them for so long. maybe focusing on sounds is the easiest thing she can do.

starting with a hum , she tries to recall a song it's been too long since she's heard. not since the mining accident , that's for sure. the words take a moment to follow , and though they come out scratchy and uneven , there's a familiarity to them. even if they move wrong.

you're headed for heaven, the sweet old hereafter, and I've got one foot in the door.

‘ where’d you get that melody? ’

katniss freezes , heart jumping in her chest. she hadn't realized she wasn't alone. turning her head , she sees @sirendrowns , a welcomed figure , even if her heart is still racing in her chest. there's a moment before she responds , because with annie there isn't a rush. this isn't like coin or even gale , there isn't an expectation of how she should act , who she should be.

" my father , " and there's a smile that comes with the response. one of the few she's been able to conjure down here. and even if her voice still carries the trauma of what happened , her tone is light. wistful. " before he died , he used to sing to me and prim and our mother. "

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they're laying together in the meadow , one night out of hundreds -- and even if they have thousands more just like it , it'll would still never be enough. as the sun disappears , it takes with it the color from the world around them , but haymitch hardly notices. there's beauty enough in the sparkle of his girl's eyes to beat out any rainbow or field of flowers. he's happy , the kind that feels illegal out here in district twelve. sure , the work is still rough and hunger pangs don't care much if you're in love or not , but right here , right now , and all the times like it , he figures this life of his ain't so bad.

absentmindedly , he runs his fingers up and down @rebellionsung's arm , letting the calloused skin find refuge in her softness. after a rundown of the usual events of the day -- a cistern run and dealing with ol' hattie's nagging -- they've fallen into a comfortable quiet. though as his eyes remained fixed on her features , he notices the change before she even speaks.

" all of my sorrow won’t fit in my chest. it just burns like a fire in the pit of my chest."

he doesn't have to ask about her sorrow , he knows where it comes from. the reaping is only a couple days away , they all feel it. but that's not what he wants to think about now , not in this stolen moment with her. still , he knows better than to try and talk his girl out of anything -- least of all her own thoughts.

" there's plenty of that sorrow going around , " his hand stops it's path , moving instead to tuck a bit of hair out of lenore dove's face. thumb caressing her cheek. he wishes he could take her sadness , carry it like the water for his mother's cistern. but he can't. all he can do is let a little smile tug at his lips , and add , " none as poetical , though. not by a long shot. "

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it's so normal that in this first rewatch of catching fire since finishing sotr i'm sobbing when the arena goes down. it's so normal. i'm definitely not thinking entirely about 25 years earlier

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found two haymitch faceclaims so i may swap him and tigirs in my muse list and have him be a secondary muse.........

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feeling super duper unwell about the victors of the hunger games tonight

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HADESTOWN SENTENCE STARTERS - PT II

taken from the broadway cast album. feel free to change pronouns, etc.

IF IT’S TRUE

‘ is this how the world is? ’ ‘ if it’s true what they say, i’ll be on my way. ’ ‘ everybody knows that walls have ears. ’ ‘ what’s the purpose of a man? ’ ‘ what’s the use of your backbone if you never stand upright? ’ ‘ but who are they to say what the truth is anyway? ’ ‘ the ones who tell the lies are the solemnest to swear. ’ ‘ the ones who load the dice always say the toss is fair. ’ ‘ i’m asking if it’s true. ’ ‘ i believe in us together more than anyone alone. i believe that with each other, we are stronger than we know. ’

HOW LONG?

‘ what are you afraid of? ’ ‘ have a drink, why don’t you? ’ ‘ he has the kind of love for her that you and i once had. ’ ‘ she means nothing to me. ’ ‘ ____, my light. ____, my darkness. ’ ‘ all of my sorrow won’t fit in my chest. it just burns like a fire in the pit of my chest. ’ ‘ nothing comes of wishing on stars. and nothing comes of the songs people sing, however sorry they are. ’ ‘ give them a piece, and they’ll take it all. ’ ‘ what do i care for the logic of kings? ’ ‘ you and your pity don’t fit in my bed. you just burn like a fire in the pit of my bed, and i turn like a bird on a spit in my bed. ’ ‘ how long? just as long as i am your wife. ’ ‘ it’s true, the earth must die. but then the earth comes back to life, and the sun must go on rising. ’

CHANT (REPRISE)

‘ you gotta keep your head low if you wanna keep your head. ’ ‘ if we’re free, tell me why i can’t look in my bother’s eye. ’ ‘ got to hand it to you: guess you don’t scare easy, do you? ’ ‘ are you brave, or stupid? ’ ‘ it takes more than singing songs to keep a woman in your arms. ’ ‘ if you want to hold a woman, hang a chain around her throat made of many carat gold; shackle her from wrist to wrist with sterling silver bracelets; fill her pockets full of stones, precious ones, diamonds; bind her with a golden band. ’ ‘ could i change my fate? ’ ‘ i was left behind. turned on one too many times. ’ ‘ give me one more song. ’ ‘ sing a song for me. make me laugh, make me weep. ’

EPIC III

‘ oh, it’s about me? ’ ‘ i know how it was, because he was like me: a man in love with a woman. ’ ‘ where’d you get that melody? ’ ‘ i didn’t know how, and i didn’t know why, but i knew that i wanted to take you home. ’ ‘ i saw you alone there, against the sky; it was like you were someone i’d always known. ’ ‘ it was like i was holding the world when i held you. like mine were the arms that the whole world was in. ’ ‘ what has become of the heart of that man now that he has everything? ’ ‘ the more you have, the more you hold, the greater the weight of the world on your shoulders; see how you labor beneath that load? afraid to look up, and afraid to let go. ’ ‘ you’ve grown so afraid that he’ll lose what you own. but what you don’t know is that what you’re defending is already gone. ’ ‘ where is the treasure inside of your chest? where is your pleasure? where is your youth? ’ ‘ where is the man with his arms outstretched to the woman he loves with nothing to lose? ’ ‘ you brought the world back into tune is what you did. ’ ‘ you know what they did? they danced. ’

PROMISES

‘ now what do i do? ’ ‘ take me home with you. ’ ‘ let’s go, let’s go right now! ’ ‘ it’s a long road. it’s a long walk. are you sure you wanna go? ’ ‘ i have no ring for your finger. i have no banquet table to lay. i have no bed of feathers, whatever promises i made. ’ ‘ i can’t promise you fair sky above. i can’t promise you kind road below. but i’ll walk beside you, love, any way the wind blows. ’ ‘ i don’t need a ring for my finger. i just need a steady hand to hold. ’ ‘ he can’t say no. ’ ‘ i don’t know where this road will end, but i’ll walk it with you, hand in hand. ’ ‘ do you let me walk with you? and keep on walking, come what will? ’

WORD TO THE WISE

‘ can we go? ’ ‘ gotta think quick, gotta save face. you’re caught between a rock and a hard place. ’ ‘ whatche gonna do now? ’ ‘ if you tell him no, you’re a heartless man. ‘ ‘ you’re gonna have a martyr on your hands. ’ ‘ if you let him go, you’re a spineless king, and you’re never going to get them in line again. ’ ‘ damned if you don’t, damned if you do. the whole damn nation’s watching you. ’ ‘ men are fools. men are frail. give them the rope, and they’ll hang themselves. ’

HIS KISS, THE RIOT

‘ with your kiss, the riot starts. ’ ‘ all my children came here poor, clamoring for bed and board. ’ ‘ have i made myself their lord just to fall upon the sword? ’ ‘ who will lead them? ’ ‘ who lays all our best-laid plans? ’ ‘ she’s out of sight, and he’s out of his mind. ’ ‘ every coward seems courageous in the safety of a crowd. ’ ‘ nothing makes a man so bold as a woman’s smile and a hand to hold. ’

WAIT FOR ME (REPRISE)

‘ well, the good news is, he said that you can go. ’ ‘ it’s a test. ’ ‘ the meanest dog you’ll ever meet, he ain’t the hound dog in the street. he bares some teeth and tears some skin, but that’s the worst of him. the dog you really got to dread is the one that howls inside your head. it’s him whose howling drives men mad, and a mind to its undoing. ’ ‘ wait for me, i’m coming with you. ’ ‘ show the way so we can see. show the way the world could be. ’ ‘ we will follow where you lead. ’ ‘ think they’ll make it? ’ ‘ you let them go. ’ ‘ are we gonna try again? ’ ‘ it’s time for spring. we’ll try again next fall. ’ ‘ wait for me? ’ ‘ you’ve got a lonesome road to walk. ’ ‘ i’ll tell you where the real road lies: between your ears, behind your eyes. that is the path to paradise, and likewise, the road to ruin. ’ ‘ we are not alone. ’

DOUBT COMES IN

‘ the wind is changing. ’ ‘ who am i? ’ ‘ why am i all alone? ’ ‘ are you listening? ’ ‘ i’m right here, and i will be to the end. ’ ‘ who am i against him? why would he let me win? ’ ‘ who am i to think that he wouldn’t deceive me just to make me leave alone? ’ ‘ i used to see the way the world could be, but now the way it is is all i see. ’

ROAD TO HELL (REPRISE)

‘ it’s an old song, and that is how it ends. that’s how it goes. ’ ‘ don’t ask how he could have come so close. the song was written long ago. ’ ‘ it’s a tragedy. ‘ ‘ here’s the thing: to know how it ends, and still begin to sing it again, as if it might turn out this time? i learned that from a friend of mine. ’ ‘ got a match? ’ ‘ he could make you see how the world could be in spite of the way that it is. can you see it? can you hear it? can you feel it like a train? is it coming? is it coming this way? ’

WE RAISE OUR CUPS

‘ pour the wine and raise a cup. ’ ‘ some birds sing when the sun shines bright. my praise is not for them, but the ones who sing in the dead of night: i raise my cup to them. ’ ‘ let all my singing follow you and bring you comfort. ’ ‘ goodnight. ’

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THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS by black dresses is so 2nd and 3rd quarter quells coded