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THE HUNGER GAMES: MOCKINGJAY - PART 2 (2015) dir. Francis Lawrence MOCKINGJAY (2010) written by Suzanne Collins

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birds that look like fruit <3

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THE HUNGER GAMES: CATCHING FIRE (2013) — dr. Francis Lawrence

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Write it shitty, write it scared, write it without a clue but don't you be so spineless and have an AI write fanfic for you.

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I've rarely seen a more validating sentence in my entire life.

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It’s 3 AM, but fuck it, we’re being domestic | Prompts

Alternatively, just some fluffy domestic romance prompts, but they feel more cute when they’re in the middle of the night because one or both of the ship characters are insomniacs.

Dancing together in the kitchen, in the refrigerator light, and then sitting on the kitchen counter, eating ice-cream directly from the carton.

Walking barefoot on the dew covered grass, hand in hand, under the stars.

Sitting on the floor trying to piece together IKEA furniture because one person got obsessed with finishing it the same day.

Middle of the night cooking, except it’s making the weirdest most absurd dishes imaginable, just for fun.

Making love, except it’s on the bedroom floor.

Cleaning cupboards or attics and finding lpppittle mementos, childhood pictures, etc and talking about memories.

Midnight drives with street food pit-stops and making out with the car radio playing in the background.

Tossing a smiley stress ball around the house watching it knock into furniture— Bonus, if one person is tossing it and another is scrambling around trying to make sure no furniture falls over, causing squabbles.

Gossiping about annoying relatives/friends, parents etc.

Making each other coffee, except the rule is: adding all of the other person’s favorite ingredients PLUS one mystery ingredient which might be good bad or ugly. For funs~

Late night massage sessions because they’re old (they’re not even thirty. Maybe they are.) and their back huuurts.

Ramp Walk/Modelling sessions where one person tries out every single outfit in their closet, and the other one rates or judges them all and gives (mostly useless) opinions.

Doing laundry except they can’t put the clothes out for drying because there’s no sun, so they spread them all over the furniture (only the stuff that doesn’t go bad with the water-) and switch on all the fans.

Weird selfie poses and filming random tiktok dances.

Alternately, sitting side by side on the bed (or the floor—) deleting old pictures from their phones to make storage and laughing about embarrassing old pictures. (A “my phone might die of lack of storage but that super embarrassing picture of yours from six years ago isn’t going anywhere!”)

One of them randomly googling super random shit and telling those facts to the other person, and the other one, super sleepy, just nodding along to everything.

Painting dates where either both of them are amazing artists or neither of them are, (or one is and the other isn’t) and they switch canvases periodically to finish each other’s paintings. (Chaos for the ones who can’t paint, and two beautiful art pieces for the ones who can~)

Alternatively, one is an artist and the other models for them while being utterly sleepy bc Artist has insomnia :D

One is a musician and keeps the other up all night with the music. Or alternately, the partner has insomnia and the sleepy musician plays them something to pass the night (and what if it turns out to be a lullaby-)

Turning the junk, broken and useless stuff in their house into a rage room for the night.

Learning crocheting from YouTube and making each other weird little woollen mementos. (Could go for anything really. Learning shit with esch other in the middle of the night from YouTube—)

Annnnd that’s about all I got :3 I’ll probably be back with more! Prompts welcome~

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Jumba and Pleakley from Lilo and Stitch directed by Chris Sanders and Dean DeBlois.

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Jumba, texting Lilo: Lilo! Help Jumba is being kidnapped!

Lilo: Where are you?

Jumba: I am with strange person. In a car. Help.

Lilo: I'll call Pleakley.

Pleakley, answering her cell: Y'ello?

Lilo: Where's Jumba? He texted me that he was being kidnapped.

Pleakley: Jumba? Whaddya mean, he's right next to me-

Pleakley:

Pleakley: I'll call you back. [Hangs up]

Pleakley: THE NEW WIG ISN'T THAT BAD!

Jumba: WHO ARE YOU!?

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Bayliss: For him, whatever was happening, it was like an inconvenience, see, I wasn’t real Frank, I wasn’t a real person. And he never saw me. He never really looked at me, ever.

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TV Show Meme

5 Male Characters (1/5)

Tim Bayliss (Kyle Secor) - Homicide: Life on the Street

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Tim Bayliss, still the most rounded, complete character I’ve ever seen. Though he lopes into that squadroom full of fresh-faced rookie naivete, all that precious idealism is shaken out of him by the end of the first episode, and it is quickly evident that young Bayliss is carrying a hefty amount of emotional baggage around with him. This is not your standard-issue stoic manpain, to be revealed a few episodes in for easy sympathy points and an obvious story arc. It is instead - as with anything on this show - more devastatingly real, repressed, internalised, remaining unconfronted beneath the surface and infecting everything. Bayliss isn’t ready to drag that baggage into the light and start rummaging around, and even when he is, there’s nothing simple or painless about that process. He is a character who grows and changes in slow, organic, yet wholly unexpected ways. Each revelation comes as a surprise, while simultaneously we realise that the signs were there all along; we should have seen this coming. It’s all been there since the beginning, if only we were willing to recognise it. There is a tragic inevitability to it all, a harsh reality and a guilty sense of society’s collective failure.

That is not to suggest that Bayliss is nothing but six feet and five inches of dark secrets. He may be burdened by – and constantly reminded of – the past, but he is resolutely trying not to live in it; to strike forward, to hone his craft and live up to the standards of his fellow detectives, to be all he can be. The extent to which he is still a mystery to himself makes him in some ways his own worst enemy, and the hopes he clings to so tenaciously are chimerical concepts at best, a misguided American dream that life refuses to bear out. Bayliss is not a fool. He’s just trying to make sense out of chaos.

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“You know, seven years ago, I walked in here with a file box and a lot of idealism. I had a clear vision of justice, and morality. And whatever’s happened to me, whatever’s happened around me… I still have that.”

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tim bayliss ¦ gone for goode ↳ “Let me just say something, sir; this is where I’ve always wanted to be. You know what I’m saying? Homicide. Thinking cops. Not a gun. This.”

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“homicide? we work for God.”

@aifeilin asked: homicide life on the street + favourite female character

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