#Meri's S/O

[dangerdragoncat]

Picnic time!!

[lancesweetsun]

iritantan esej u tagovima jer me probudila stvaralačka misao...

[captainlunaxmen]

All for The Cameras

Chapter 10

Finnick Odair x fem!reader

Here we are! I really hope you like this chapter, and thank you to everyone who comments and likes my stories. It means so much🖤💜🖤

Let me know what you think, and if you're new and want to be added to the tag list let me know💜

Chapter summary: the "life" as Capitol's captive is not the best, neither is in district 13 not knowing what's going on.

Chapter warnings: it's the Hunger Games... I mean. Heavy hint of rape, blood, mention of torture.

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Masterlist

Y/n's Pov

I don't know how long we've been here.

Days?

Months?

Weeks?

Hours?

Regardless of the truth, too damn long.

Part of me wants someone to rescue us, another doesn't want anyone to get near this place in fear of them getting caught too.

"Y/n...?" Johanna's voice feels further than it actually was, "Y/n... don't get into your head."

"All my fault." I mutter, shaking my head.

"I don't know what you said, but I can tell it's not good." Johanna groans, as she sits up a little straighter.

"Johanna..." I start with an exasperated sigh.

"No."

"It is my fault." I say firmly, "it is, and you have all the reason to hate me."

"Stop it."

"I should've gotten you all out. I..." I choke out a sob.

"Please... stop that." I've never heard her pleading, that alone makes me regain some sense and I crawl closer to the bars.

"I'm sorry." I say, "I'm afraid they know what they're doing..."

"I'm afraid so." Johanna nods, "if you lose yourself we're fucked."

"I know." I force a smile, "do you know how long it's been?"

"Uh..." she groans, "days? Weeks? No idea. Feels like too long, that's for sure."

"Agree." I sigh, "it's been too long since they took Peeta too."

"I don't know what t-" she stops herself.

"Uh?"

"They're coming." She whispers.

A moment later the peacekeepers walk in, passing my cell I see they are dragging Peeta, he can't even stand.

They throw him in his cell without any words and leave the room.

"Peeta?" I call softly, when he doesn't answer I look at Johanna in the cell in front of mine, she can probably see him better than me.

She shrugs.

"Peeta...? What's wrong?" I try again and this time I can hear a grunt from him. "Peeta..."

"She did this." He says, so softly I could hardly hear. My heart breaks, suspecting he's talking about me.

"What... what do you say?" Johanna asks.

"It's her fault." He says louder and I crawl a little back, trying to hide myself.

"Who are you talking about?" Johanna asks again.

"Katniss."

I immediately sit up straight, I look at Johanna who look right back at me, I'm sure we have the same confused expression on our faces.

"What did they do to you there, Peeta?" I carefully ask.

"I... It's all her fault." He says, without answering my question.

"Peeta, answer me." I tell him. I look towards Johanna for any sort of answer, clue of what's happening to him, but she's just as confused.

When we hear footsteps coming towards us, Johanna and I crawl back against the wall, waiting as they open the doors.

"Y/n."

I look up to see Cal, hands behind his back, looking down at me.

"What?" I spat.

"The president requires your presence." He states and with a nod of his head, he motion for the guards to open the door and take me.

They harshly grab me and make me stand.

"Hey!" Cal suddenly shouts, "she's my fiancee, careful."

I roll my eyes as I force myself to walk, and not be dragged, I try to send a quick reassuring look to Johanna as I pass.

"Any clue?" I ask, annoyed to mask the fear I'm actually feeling.

"He wants to show you something." He simply says as we walk through the dark corridors. There are no windows, I can't even tell if it's dry or night outside.

I look around, thinking of a way to escape, I've been inside these buildings all my life, and there must be something I can use.

"You try anything, I'll make sure you regret it." Cal interrupts my thoughts, grabbing my arm to push me to walk quicker.

I can only stay silent, but my eyes are wide open.

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One of the Peacekeepers opens the door to Snow's office, and Cal pushes me inside.

"Ah! Miss L/n, good to see you." He greets rather cheerfully.

"I thought you were above lying, sir." I mutter.

"On the contrary, my dear, but it doesn't mean I am lying now. I was looking forward to show you something." He's smiling, happy with himself. It's not a good sign usually.

"And what that something might be?" I ask, I try to keep a brave stance, but the way he stares at me proves that he doesn't believe it, and he knows he could crush me if he wanted to.

He looks at me carefully before turning the screen on. The gasp I let out is full of hope, seeing Katniss alive and well. She's somewhere with a sort of filming team, military, Gale is with them. And I think I recognise the other woman. She used to work here in the Capitol. I can't recognise where they are...

"District 8, miss L/n." Snow says, probably from noticing my analysing the footage, "she went to visit a makeshift hospital there..."

"You... what did you do..?" I know what he could've done, I'm just mad, furious.

"What you see here is nothing. You see, we declared not long ago that any association with the Mockingjay symbol is forbidden, any form of association." He explains, "so... you tell me. What would happen next?"

I can't help the tears forming and falling from my eyes, the rage I wish to let out, but I can't... or I won't be the one to pay.

"I... I..."

"If you were there, you probably would've suggested a different approach, wouldn't you?" He mocks, "You're a smart girl, I did raise you, whether you like it or not. Your insights on our ways would've helped them. But now I want you to tell me: what was the inevitable next step?"

I'm shaking, I keep my eyes on the screen. If Katniss is alive, maybe the others are too...

"Well?" He urges, "say it."

"Kill the wounded..." I whisper.

"My exact words, miss L/n, my exact words." He looks at me, proudly it seems, and all I want to do is throw up.

"You attacked a makeshift hospital... without defence..." I keep shaking my head.

"They committed treason, my dear girl. There was a warning." He simply states.

"Why did you show me this?" I snap.

"Ah, finally." He walks closer to me, "try take a guess."

"Stop with this game." I spit back.

"Take a guess."

I take deep breaths, thinking.

"I..."

"Let me hear your thoughts, entertain me." He says.

I clench my fists, nails poking my skin hard enough to keep my mind focused.

"It's can't be so I can tell the others, too easy." I start and he nods.

"And why?"

"Because Peeta's treatment is not complete..." I say, realising it now, "one word and all your progress would be useless... so why tell me?... I..." Then another realisation hits me even harder, "I have to keep the secret from them... if they found out they wouldn't trust me anymore." I see Snow nodding, "and of course if I say something you would know and you would punish them, and not me."

All a stupid mind game, make me feel guilty for something I have no power on...

"Smart girl." He compliments, "your punishment for lying and betraying the Capitol, do the same to your loved ones. One word and they'll suffer. All because of you. Just like your brother."

If he shot me, it would hurt less.

I force myself to stay put, whatever I do will fall on Peeta and Johanna. I feel my hands getting wet, but I'm afraid if I move I'd do something I know they'll make me regret.

"Have someone bandage her hands before the next interview, general." Snow adresses Cal, I didn't even notice him entering the room.

"Of course." Cal responds, putting a hand on the small of my back to make me move.

That snaps me out of my paralysis and I loom at my hands. My nails got through and now there's blood on my hands...

Irony is weird. So is the fact that we're not heading to the tribute centre where they're keeping us...

"Where..."

"Shut up." Cal grabs my arm, "you need more than a few session."

I stop abruptly, his hold only tightens.

"Please no... Cal, please..." I struggle against him.

"We'll try again the reality session."

My heart sink at the thought.

No...

I struggle more but he just grabs me and puts me on his shoulder, I'm too weak to keep going.

I need to keep repeating myself that nothing is real in there.

Nothing is real in there.

Finnick's Pov

"Did you already try the trident Beetee made for you?" Haymitch asks Finnick, hoping to distract him from his knots.

"I... yeah... it was... Good... I think." He mutters.

"You know she wants you to fight, right?" Haymitch tries again, "Y/n wouldn't want you here, worried sick making knots over knots."

"She would slap me, probably." Finnick allows himself a small chuckle.

"Oh, for sure." Haymitch agrees, "so?"

"What?"

"Are you planning on keeping on sulking here?"

Finnick sighs deeply, eyes on the knot in his hands.

He puts is down on the bed and stands. Haymitch looks at him, a victorious grin on his face as he begins walking away, sure Finnick is following him.

Finnick takes a deep breath and follows him out.

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As Finnick and Haymitch get to the others, another transmission from the Capitol starts.

Y/n and Peeta are together this time, facing the camera directly.

"Look at any movement from her, any scheme." Haymitch tells everyone, "she's trying to communicate."

"She tried to teach me morse code... she never got to..." Finnick whispers, defeated.

"Well, we got people here who knows it, don't stress yourself about it." Coin comforts him, "if she's indeed sending a message... we'll get it."

"Look at her..." Finnick feels himself about to cry, "look at them..."

In that moment Katniss and Boggs arrive too, just as Y/n starts speaking.

"Tonight, we've received reports of derailed trains, of granaries on fire, and of a savage attack on the hydroelectric dam in district 5." She says, hands fidgeting as always.

"We're begging for restraint and decency." Peeta adds.

Before he can say anything more, the scene changes into Katniss walking through ruins ans her voice singing.

"That's it. That's our footage" says president Coin.

"Beetee's in." Plutarch realises.

The scenes switch between Katniss' and The Capitol's.

"Katniss.." Peeta whispers.

"He sees it. He sees our propo."

"Katniss, are you there?" He asks.

Finnick looks at Katniss crying, helpless, then goes back at looking at the screen. He notices Y/n reaching a hand out to comfort Peeta, or to keep him focused. He can see threat of tears in her eyes.

Someone from the front desks walks up to Coin handing her a piece of paper. She nods her head and whispers something to them and they quickly run out the room

"Peeta, please continue." Ceaser voice urges him, "you were telling us about these savage attacks."

If before this interruption Y/n eyes were looking in front of her, to the camera, now they're set on Peeta.

"The attack on the damp was a callous and inhuman act of destruction." He says, but it switches again to Katniss singing.

"Think about it." He's fully in distress now, Finnick sees Y/n whispering something to Peeta as she gently grabs his hands, soothing him. "How will this end. What will be left? They're coming, Katniss. They're gonna kill everyone." Peeta's like he snapped out of whatever hypnotic state he was and warns her, "in district 13, you'll be dead by morning!"

Before the transmission is cut they managed to see peacekeepers grabbing both Peeta and Y/n.

"He's warning us. That was a warning." Haymitch says.

"Yes, it was." Boggs agrees.

"We have to get them out before they kill them." Katniss basically begs and Finnick is very close to do the same.

"Is there anything in the air?" Coin asks.

"Nothing on Doppler, ma'am."

"They were in the mansion. They could have overheard something." Coin guesses.

"Possibly." Plutarch agrees, "plus Y/n knows their ways."

Coin then looks at everyone, pondering.

"It's time for an air raid drill." Coin announces.

Everyone starts walking out as the alarm starts bleeping, urging everyone to get ready to begun evacuation protocol, heading to the underground shelters.

Finnick follows everyone down, he has to be careful not to trip down, because his mind is busy worrying about Y/n.

Are they going to hurt her? Kill her? He'd give his life to know... he'd give up his life for hers.

Y/n's Pov

We're in the dark. Complete dark.

Could it be a malfunction in the building electric storage? No... something happened, but what.

"Any idea, L/n?" Johanna asks.

"Not a clue."

"Peeta?" Johanna calls, him. He hasn't said a word since they got us back here.

"Mmh." He grunts, but not a word.

"What did they do?" She asks.

"They... grabbed him, he tried to get away from them..." I start, my voice shaking at the memory, "they started to kick him... hard. I try to make them stop. They punched me... they kept on kicking us until... Cal came in..."

"God..." she groans.

"At least they stopped hitting him." I whisper. "And they didn't bring us back to torture us... last time they used my brother... I don't think I can take another of those..."

"Fuck..." she breaths out.

"Doesn't mean they won't torture us tomorrow..." I hold back my tears, "but for tonight we're okay... I think."

"He got back before you..." Johanna inquires.

"So?"

"You were bleeding when they got you here... has it stopped?"

"No..."

"You said Cal was there." She keeps guessing.

"Yes..."

"Did he...?"

"Yes, Johanna, can we not talk about it?" I snap.

"Of course." She says, understanding.

I take a deep breath, to calm my nerves, and prevent any more tears.

"I didn't mean to snap. I'm sorry." I say.

"I snap all the time and you're never upset about it. Don't worry." She says, to cheer me up, I think.

"I never minded you snapping at me." I chuckle.

"That's why I thought you were worthy of my respect." She casually says.

"Because I let you snap at me?" I ask.

"Because you understand."

"Don't go soft on me now, Mason." I warn her playfully, "we'll getting out."

"Hope is a dangerous thing." She warns me as well.

"Yet it's also powerful." I wish I could wink at her right now, but I'm forced to close both my eyes due to the light turning back on.

"What the fuck?" She exclaims, "what's going on?"

"I don't know." I try to force my eyes to get used again to the strong light.

Then something is thrown into the room, and everything is surrounded by smoke.

We start coughing hard, I try to keep my eyes open to see anything.

I suddenly see people armed and with helmets on.

"What the fuck..."

"What's going on? Hey?!" Johanna screams at them.

One of them get closer to my cell, through the artificial fog, once they're close enough they removes the helmet just enough for me to see him, but everything turns black before I even get a glimpse.

[merisdr]

Intro to Meri

Hiii my name is Ameria and I go by meri or ri.  Im an 08 and a black shifter. Ive been a shifter since 2022 but took a long pause and rejoined in like late 2023. I have yet to shift. HEAVY ON YET😛. I’ve been lacking in the shifting area but I’ve been putting in more effort.

This account is to make shifting friends, talk abt my dr, share my opinions on shifting, up my motivation, and share my journey as a whole 😁🫶🏾 . Im excited to make moots and shifting friends. 

Some things im interested in: Shifting, Designing, Music, Kpop, Enhypen, Kdramas, Anime, dogs, Fortnite, FOOD, reading, My man😍, AIB

I am a jay GIRLIEE. That is literally my husband don’t even playyy😝😝. I am not a jay s/o dni. This is my mannn and i will talk abt it. I love this man so much.

I dont have many dr’s but that will change. Here are the few I have rn.

MAIN : Titans dr: A shared dr with my pookie. Coed global group with the concept of teen titans. + Starlight dr: My own global gg with members I made up and a very cool concept that I came up with. + Enha 9th member

NON MAIN : Avengers dr + Semi-olon - kpop gg

P.S

Dont be afraid to message me always down to make friends or even just talk😛🫶🏾

[golden-earcuffs]

Pavitr Prabhakar Headcanons

I wanted to write some so here it is. Heavily based on Indian culture & things.

Is a tea addict and would not miss a chance to drink it with Parle G biscuit. Does not like to share but for his s/o, would make an exception.

Calls his love interest “Meri Jaan” (My Life) and hums the song with the same title from Gangubai Kathiawadi.

When he’s feeling somewhat naughty during a conversation; he’d wink and say “I’m not as pure as you think” and grin like he’s made the greatest pun ever (Pavitr means Pure in Hindi)

Long night walks at Juhu beach while eating ice cream or peanuts are his ideal date ideas (he lives in Mumbai after all).

LOVES LOVES LOVES ARJIT SINGH. Sings the “Main Tera” part from Kalank title track when he’s slow dancing with you. Also scrunched his nose at “Love Storiyan” like the rest of us (“what are they making him sing?!”)

Will dramatically sing the dhoomtananananaaaa music at every possible moment.

Once watched Aahat (a popular Indian show about supernatural things) at night as a kid and is now terrified of ghosts.

He will not spare anyone during holi (the Indian festival of colors) do not come near him he will paint you with colors that will not come off for at least a week.

Whenever he’s scared or stressed, he’d mumble “Deva Shree Ganesha” under his breath because the line “darr bhi uss se dara re, jiski rakhwaliya re” [“even fear is scared of the one who is guarded by Him (Lord Ganesh”)] gives him strength

Maggi is the only thing he can cook

More of these would probably come, because I’m never getting over Pavitr Prabhakar and the fact that he’s Indian.

[thepoopdokyeomtouched]

HI!!!!

dude sajda karaan>>>

ik this is random but there's only so many desi blogs on tumblr and you seem like a really cool person idk

BRO WHAT OTHER BOLLYWOOD SONGS DO YOU LIKE BECAUSE YK THE 2000S SONGS LIKE DESI GIRL, BREAK UP SONG, MAKE SOME NOISE FOR THE DESI BOYZ ALL HIT SO HARD

(this is my somewhat subtle way of asking if you wanna be moots?)

OH DAMN WE ARE GOING THERE!?! Ok lets get in it

Starting of from old bollywood

Maine poocha chand se

Bahon mai chale aao

Chura liya hai

Aaj mausam

Lag ja gale

Pehla nasha

These are my favorite 90's songs 😭

Then 2000's

Piyu bole

Tu hi re

My dil goes hmm

👏🏻RHTDM👏🏻 THE WHOLE ALBUM IS MY SOUL EVEN THE RAIN SCENE FLUTE TUNES 😭😭😩😩😩💗💗💗💗

Suno na suno na

Main yahi hoon

Hosh walon ko khabar kya 😩🤌🏻

Kabhi khushi kabhi gam, the whole album 🤭💗

Falak tak

Lazy lamhe, ab to forever, hey shona, ladki kyu, chhalka, saathiyaan, chupke se 😭🤭💗

----NOW THE GOLDEN ERA OF BOLLYWOOD---

Starting with kk's songs : Tu hi meri shab hai, soniye, abhi abhi, beetain lamhe, dil ibaadat, kya mujhe pyaar hai, labon ko, tujhe sochta hoon, zara sa, haan tu hai, oh meri jaan, mat aazma , humko pyaar hua and more ☝🤓

Then Mohit chauhan : the whole ROCKSTAR album like hello?!?! Tujhe bhula diya , masakali, kuch khaas hai, khoya khoya, rabba, IS THIS LOVE, DOORIYAAN, bheegi si bhaagi si, abhi kuch dino se, TUMSE HI, tune jo na kaha and my ultimate fav PEE LOON

My fav artist kk, mohit chauhan, javed ali, sonu nigam, shreya ghoshal, monali thankur, nikita gandhi, sunidhi chauhan , MITRAZ, Vilen, darshan raval, arijit singh, jubin nautyal, asees kaur, shaan, neeti mohan, armaan malik, pritam, vishal shakher, ar rehman, ayushmaan khurana and so many more

Then all emraan haashmi songs 😭 pee loon, tuhi mera, hosaana, tum mile(the whole album 🔥) saibo, I hate love stories (whole album), ek break ke baad, uff teri aadat, hey yeah, tum tak, ranjhaana, rishte naate, paani da rang , soniyo(raaz), AASHIQI 2 WHOLE ALBUM 😩, tera hone laga tu, aajao tamanna, ek din teri raahon mai, hum tum, tere liye(prince), o bekhabar,, sawar loon, JAB TAK HAI JAAN 👺, allah maaf kare, rabba mai to marr gaya oye, mera mann, mann mera, baatein kuch ankahi si, tera chehra(adnan sami), MAULA MERE MAULA, deewana kar raha hai, oh my love, khyaalon mai, guzarish, tose naina, raabta, chori kya re, dagabaaz re, sanam re, gazab ka hai ye din, moh moh ke dhaage, ishq risk, ANJANA ANJAANI(THE WHOLE ALBUM ⚰️, ye tune kya kiya, halka halka, tere naina, ishq bulawa, THE BEST IKTARA, KYA KAROON, WAKE UP SID.

I have a whole sensual playlist romantic, sad, dance, I'M CRAZY ABOUT IT 😩😩😩😩

Even pops like "blam the nights, oh gujariyan, subha hone na de, lat lag gai, lucky boy(bachna ae haseeno is also a DOPE ALBUM🔥😩) , ladies vs ricky bahl, baand baja barat's ayyvien ayyvein, dum dum, aadha ishq, aa zara and so many 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

And OF COURSE WE ARE FRIENDS NOW (moot is so weird for a hindi speaker me yk🤓)

[ulicnamacka]

Analiza odnosa i dinamike u vezi sa partnerom može pružiti duboko razumijevanje složenosti ljudskih veza i pomoći u prepoznavanju obrazaca koji mogu uticati na kvalitet odnosa. Razumijevanje dinamike ove veze ne samo da omogućava identifikaciju problema i izazova, već takođe pruža priliku za refleksiju i lični rast.

Na osnovu ličnog iskustva, mogu potvrditi da je analiza dinamike u vezi pomogla da bolje razumem vlastitu situaciju. Evo priče o mom odnosu sa ?, kroz koji sam prepoznala složenost ljudskih veza.

Upoznali smo se u kafiću, u blizini mog radnog mesta. U početku ga uopšte nisam doživljavala. Nedugo nakon upoznavanja, otišla sam u Nemačku, a on mi se povremeno javljao preko društvenih mreža, ali ništa ozbiljno. Po mom povratku nakon nekoliko meseci, primetila sam da sve češće razmišljam o njemu. U to vreme smo se samo viđali u mom radnom okruženju i pili kafu. Osetila sam potrebu da unapredim taj odnos i jednog dana sam ga pitala da li želi da počnemo da izlazimo nasamo. Nisam dobila konkretan odgovor.

Mesec dana kasnije poljubili smo se prvi put, ali ništa značajno se nije dogodilo nakon toga. Ubrzo sam, iz inata ili možda zbunjenosti, odlučila da budem s njegovim najboljim prijateljem. Nedugo nakon toga, i sa njim sam završila u odnosu, što je bio početak našeg neobaveznog odnosa. Iako sam povremeno forsirala razgovor o našem odnosu, svaki put bi izostala jasna povratna informacija. Njegova hladnoća i nedostatak komunikacije povređivali su me, ali sam sve to pravdala njegovim prošlim traumama.

Ipak, vreme nije pomoglo. On se nije otvarao, uprkos mom konstantnom trudu i forsiranju. Kako je veza napredovala, počela sam da pokazujem znakove ljubomore, a gotovo godinu dana kasnije, konačno je postao direktniji i otvoreniji, ali me je etiketirao na način koji me je povredio. Tada sam počela da ga vidim u drugačijem svetlu.

Naše nesuglasice su se produbljivale, jer je njegovo ponašanje, nedostatak komunikacije i predrasude stvorene njegovim godinama i prethodnim iskustvima, ukazivalo na to da nikada neće deliti moje emocije u istoj meri. Sve više sam shvatala da od nas nikada neće biti ono što sam želela. Njegova nasilna priroda počela je da izlazi na videlo, i koliko god sam se trudila da ga tolerišem, nisam više mogla.

Pored njega sam se osećala izgubljeno i ograničeno sopstvenom lojalnošću. Čekala sam i nadala se da će me prepoznati i ceniti, da će osetiti koliko ga volim i koliko mi znači. Međutim, sve se ispostavilo kao nedovoljno. Učinila sam sve što sam mogla da popravim stvari i budem dobra za njega, ali ništa nije promenilo njegov stav. Njemu jednostavno nije bilo stalo.

Želela sam da se udam za njega i osnujem porodicu, ali nakon svega, mislim da to nije moguće. Koliko god se trudila, nisam bila dovoljna. I dalje ga volim i stalno mislim na njega, ali sada znam da ga mogu voleti sa distance. Najbolja stvar koju mogu uraditi za oboje je da ga pustim da pronađe svoju sreću, dok ću ja s vremenom preboleti. Sve prolazi.

[mikeyboy2021]

Angelina Jordan ~ * M O S A R Z * ~ Ft. Mery Zamani

[presidentlokis-hornyhelmet]

can please you do comforting pavitr x stressed out f!reader 🥹

Pumpkin Spice and Everything Nice

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And for rinnnswrlddd on AO3: “I need a cuddle oneshot with Pavitr and GN!reader !! (^_<)〜☆”

Pairing: Pavitr Prabhakar x Gn!Reader Summary: Pavitr sees you stressed out and feels bad. But not to worry; he knows the perfect remedy. Tags: Cuddling & Snuggling, Flufftober

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Pavitr enters your shared apartment holding a Starbucks in each hand, closing the door behind him with his foot when he hears a groan.

“ARGGHH!”

Concerned, he comes to check on you and sighs at what he sees: You on the couch glaring at your laptop, hands in your hair and stressed the f out. You’ve emptied three cups of chamomile tea and your headache still refuses to leave. You groan in pain and irritation.

He leaves the beverages on the coffee table and comes to sit beside you, massaging your head. “You okay, pumpkin?”

It’s that time of the year when your S/O calls you thematic cringe nicknames.

“Noooo”, you whine, throwing your head back on the couch and shutting your eyes. Looking into the LCD screen for a long time irritates your eye and you rub it in vain. “We haven’t even gotten near to finishing the project! The client emails haven’t been sent, the quotation is wrong so we had to redo everything -and, to top it off, a substantial investor pulled out last minute and now we have to finish this in half the budget! And the deadline is Monday! I frickin hate Mondays!!!!”

“What about your team?”, he asks, moving to massage your shoulder. You sigh, tired. “Stu is on paternity leave -I didn’t know we had those-, Jenny’s got a family emergency so she’s out and Raj is just unwilling! He won’t return our calls or contribute, I can’t-“

“Hey, hey, it’s okay, baby”, he coos, circling his arm around you. “Don’t put too much pressure on yourself, meri jaan. Relax.”

You let him take your laptop away in exchange for the Pumpkin Spice latte he bought you. You take a sip and instantly go lax. Ah, so soothing!

Before you know it, the grey device is webbed to the ceiling.

“Pavitr Prabhakar, are you insane?! Give me that-“

He sits you on the couch, not letting you get up. “Nu-uh, babe. You haven’t slept in three days. Three! I can’t let you go on like this. At least take a nap, please. For me?”

You pout and cross your arms but your resolve isn’t strong. What he says is true, you’ve been working day and night for the past week barely having a proper meal. Perhaps, you should take a break.

“Okay”, you finally agree. You deserve it. 👏

“Great! It’s time for PUMPKIN CUDDLES!”, he announces and maneuvers a cackling you onto the couch in a spooning position.

Your boyfriend can be silly at times but that’s why you love him.

Pavitr circles his arm around your waist and pulls you against him, tangling your legs together before draping a throw blanket over you. His fingers rub soothing circles on your tummy as he leaves soft little kisses on your face and you can feel yourself melt into his arms. Mmmmm… so cozy…

“Yeah, it is”, he whispers, making you realize you’ve said it loud. You giggle and snuggle closer to him. His warmth is inviting, his body heat welcoming as he gently rocks you, intertwining your fingers.

The fairy lights put up In your room magically light up as if on cue, making the room appear more cozy.

Your shuffle around till your head lays on his heart, listening to the steady thumping beat, bringing his fingers to tangle in your hair. Pavitr gives the best head massages.

“Sing me a song, pumpkin”, you ask sweetly and he giggles, obliging.

His tone is melodic and within seconds, your stress -physical and mental- have disappeared in his lullaby.

“More pumpkin spice, meri j-“ Oh.

You’ve fallen asleep.

Pavitr watches you with a smile on his face, taking in your features. How soft you look and how calm! Laughing quietly at your soft snores and the way you clutch onto his shirt, he kisses your forehead.

Removing himself quietly, he retrieves your laptop and shuts it down, keeping it in your room safely. He switches off all the bulbs except the fairly lights on your window, watching mesmerized as the dim light makes you glow. He takes the breakfast and latte to the counter and does a quick work of the dishes. Neat!

Pavitr sets breakfast for you when you wake up searching for him. “Pav? Pavi baby?”, you mumble, sleepily. 

Aww, you missed him!

“I’m here, meri jaan.”

He comes to the couch as you pull him in for more cuddles, using his arm as a pillow while the other runs down your back. You release a contended sigh once you’re comfortable, putting a dreamy smile on Pavitr’s face.

Perhaps, breakfast can wait.

He takes a cute pic of you before pecking your forehead and snuggling closer. “Sleep tight, pumpkin.”

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Thank you for reading <3 hope you liked it <333

[yin-shimo]

im just being silly and wondering if serial killer!Abel would be more enjoyed LMAOOO (and i like the idea of abel killing someone meri cares for lolololol)

[the-whispers-of-death]

Stone trying to help his very drunk s/o, who freaks out immediately🫧

Reader is like 'noooo, I have a boyfrienddd' and Stone is just 'yes, me? I am your boyfriend??'

One of the few times Stone is glad he himself is not drunk, because if he was then he would've tried to fight a squirrel by now and both of you would have a hard time getting home. But I can totally see you, in your drunken stupor, freaking out when Stone tries to pick you up to carry you to the car.

His eyebrows furrow in confusion as you try to get out of his arms, because you never usually do that. He's even more confused when you tell him no and that you have a boyfriend. He knows you have a boyfriend, he is your boyfriend.

"Meri Jaan, it's me. Your boyfriend," he murmurs to you, trying to calm you down. His hold on you is tight but gentle. "Come on, I'll take you home. It's okay."

He manages to get you to calm down, eventually just going along with the fact that you think he's not your boyfriend. So now he's just like "Okay, I'm not your boyfriend. But I'm sure he won't mind me taking you back to his house, because he wants you safe, yeah?" And somehow that works and you stop fighting him.

The next morning, Stone doesn't even tease you about the mistake, instead just making sure you're okay with that hangover you have.

[captainlunaxmen]

All for the Cameras

Chapter 13

Finnick Odair x Fem!reader

Yeah... I thought I could manage everything in one last chapter, but unfortunately, I can't... so this is the chapter before the big finale😅

I hope you guys like it.🤞🏻

This is the last time I'll ask if you want to be tagged for the last chapter, so if you want tell me ❤️❤️❤️

Chapter summary: ready to enter the Capitol

Chapter warnings: deaths, blood, violence, Hunger Games trauma.

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I follow Boggs, along Cressida and her crew, to join the others and I instantly notice Finnick standing with Katniss.

I send him a questioning look and he just smiles at me, making me divert my eyes immediately.

"Gather 'round." Bogg instructures, "squad 451, you're my unit. Lieutenant Jackson is my second in command. Each one of you is elite in some form of combat and strategy. But we are a non-combat unit. So we'll be following fay's behind the frontline troops." He explains.

"You're to be the on-screen faces of the invasion." Cressida adds, "the star squad. It's been decided that you're most effective when seen by the masses."

I see the disappointment Katniss, but I can't help to feel relieved. I'm not sure I'm strong enough to fight... not yet at least.

"We're not gonna fight?" Gale asks.

"You'll do whatever you're ordered to, soldier." Boogs replies harshly, "it's not your job to ask questions."

"Yes, sir."

"Our instructions are to shoot propaganda footage on the battle-scarred streets of the Capitol. You were handpicked to intimidate their forces.

"Maybe inspire surrenders too." I add, sighing, "just keep in mind that we're in a war-zone. So, even though our job is to look good on screen, we're not out of danger. Active pods, peacekeepers, any sort of traps... keep it in mind and watch your steps."

"You're considered high-value targets to the Capitol." Boggs keeps explaining, "in the event of capture, you'll be given a nighlock pill, a poison that acts immediately." He takes out a little box and gives it to Jackson, "lieutenant Jackson, do the honors."

"It's... better... it's better than being a prisoner there." I remark. I keep my eyes on Jackson giving the pills to everybody.

"I already briefed you on the pods. I remind you, they are on every block. Our unit has been given a Holo." He them proceeds to turn it on, "a database that contains a detailed map of the Capitol and a list of every known pod." And a digital map appears as he explains, "these pods can trigger anything from bombs to traps to mutts.we cannot move without this device. There's no guarantee that our database is complete. There could be new pods that we're not aware of. Because we don't want the Gamemakers to know we have this Intel, it has a self-destruct on it. You flip the switch say 'nightlock' three times, and it blows itself and anything within a ten-foot radius. Stay within our unit."

"But even with this, they might have set new pods. Deadly, for sure." I confirm everyone's suspects.

I look towards Finnick, he nods reassuringly at me and I take a breath before everyone gets to gather their things and finally set off.

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It's surreal walking down the streets of the Capitol now, when they're so empty and... grey. It somehow makes me sad, I used to focus on the colours and lights to escape my reality, and seeing it without those distraction makes me realise how real this is.

"There's pod." Boggs says, snapping me out of my daze. "Let's take cover."

We gather together, near a destroyed statue.

"Shoot through those two buildings. " He tells Katniss.

Before she could actually comply Cressida and her troupe takes places to frame the moment. I can just tell how annoying it must be for Katniss. She clearly got a plan of her own and we are only standing in her way.

Katniss finally shoots her arrow through the buildings and blazes and explosions start erupting from the buildings

"That was fun." I comment dryly.

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"What do you think they're whispering about?" Finnick murmurs beside me, pointing at Katniss and Gale.

"Probably how to get through the city on their own." I tell him, my eyes focused on my bottle. "They can't, though. Not without the Holo."

"I don't thing that it could stop her." He says.

"Neither do I" I agree.

Suddenly the noise of a vehicle approaching makes everybody stand up.

"Is that peacekeepers?"

"451 to base." Jackson calls though the walkie, "we've got a truck coning in from the south, over." While we cautiously get close to it, "coy that. Over." She ends the communication, "stand down, everyone. It's friendly." She informs us

"Great..." I mutter as we all watch the truck stop and wait for it to reveal its purpose.

The back of the truck opens and someone is helped getting off it.

When suddenly we see none other than Peeta walking towards us, escorted by two soldiers, Katniss immediately grabs an arrow ready to point it at him.

"Easy, Katniss." I tell her.

I notice Peeta muttering some as he gets closer. But as he gets closer, indeed, Katniss points at him.

"Okay, stop!" Gale tells him, gun in hand.

"Hold up." Finnick moves forward, before I could even thing about it, "everyone relax."

"Put the gun down, will you?" I say to Gale as I follow Finnick to Peeta.

"Jackson, cuff him." Boggs says he gets back to our made-up shelter.

"I'll do it." I offer, Jackson gives me a trusting look before giving me the cuffs. "Thank you." I turn to Peeta and carefully walk closer. "It's just a precaution, okay, Peeta? No need to worry. Once we know what's going on we'll free you. Okay?"

He shakes as he nods his head keeping muttering to himself.

"My name's Peeta Mellark. I'm from district 12." It's what he says.

"That's correct. Good job, Peeta." I tell him sweetly as I secure the handcuffs. "Keep that in mind."

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"Thay want us to add him to the propo, show that he's on our side now." Boggs explains, "move forward a few blocks tomorrow and shoot a new footage."

"He's not in control of himself." Gale says. I don't even care to hide me rolling my eyes.

"I'm not sure you have the competence to state that." I say, scoffing.

"I say we schedule an around-the-clock watch on him." Jackson proposes, "the Leegs till 1700. Homes and Mitchell till 1900."

"Give me a watch." Katniss says earning surprised look from almost everyone.

"Is it really came down to it, you think you could shoot him?" Jackson asks her.

"I wouldn't be shooting Peeta. But killing a Capitol mutt." She states.

"A Capitol mutt..." I repeat under my breath, before standing up, "Excuse me." I walk outside.

I take a moment of silence to gather my thoughts, I know she didn't mean it... or at least I hope she didn't. But it mirrors what everyone else thinks, we've been prisoners of the Capitol for enough time to give the enemy the opportunity to mess us up. Not everyone trust us, not everyone sees us as people anymore.

"Y/n..." I turn around, facing Finnick's worried face, "are you okay?"

"Yes, Finnick, I am." I say, more to convince myself than him.

"You realise I know when you lie, right?" He chuckles, "you know she doesn't mean it... even though she doesn't seem like it."

"Yes, I know... I know."

He considers me for a moment, his eyes tracing my face with such softess it's almost reassuring. Almost.

"You're scared the Capitol did a number on you." He states, heavy tone full of frustration.

"Stop knowing me so well." I force out a chuckle.

"Can't help it, my love." He says, standing beside me, I divert my eyes at the nickname, "and you still deserve the title, by the way."

"I'm trying to keep it in mind." I sadly smile, "not even sure what I feel myself anymore."

"Of course you're madly in love with me. My very presence makes your days so much brighter, "he starts saying, using a theatrical expression, "my eyes are the light of your life and..." he leans closer, "my lips are-"

"Okay, okay, keep telling yourself that, Odair." I chuckle taking a step away.

"I will, because I know it's true." He smiles brightly, "don't beat yourself up so much, I've honestly never expected you to return my feelings, and it's okay if you don't, I promise. Just like it's okay if you need time to figure it out."

"I guess.." I say, softly.

"C'mon, tell me what's going on in your head." He gently takes my hand.

"It's the same thing, Finnick, I just need to get it into my head." I try to wave it off.

"Nonsense," he makes me turn to face him, "if you need to talk about it a hundred times, we'll talk about it a hundred times. Okay?"

"It's not fair to you, Finnick." I insist, looking down at our feet.

"I decide it. I'm here for you. Always." He gently takes my chin and turn my face up to look at his. "Keep that in mind. Now talk to me."

I take a deep breath, looking around us.

"What... what if they fucked me up too much?" I whisper, keeping my breath steady, "what if I... I won't be able to... to feel like I did... I'm scared something could happen that could set me off like it happened with Peeta, as if they did something I'm not aware of... I dont want to hurt anyone, I don't want to hurt tou "

He immediately, almost instinctively, wraps his arms around me and I lean on him.

"You could never, okay?" He whispers, "never."

"But what if-"

"I promise you, you could never hurt me. Even if they did something you're not aware of. It would be their doing, not yours." He gently takes my face in his hands, "not yours. Okay?"

For the first time, I think, I look deeply into his eyes, the confidence I find is almost contagious.

"Okay." I nod, "Okay."

"Also..." he starts, "it's the first time you looked at me for more than 5 seconds, love." He says proudly, "they needed to put more effort if they wanted to fuck you up, you strong girl."

"Shut up." I jokingly push him off, feeling my face heat under his eyes.

"Yeah, keep trying, my love." He smirks.

We take a moment to laugh when Boggs walks to us.

"Good to see you're okay, L/n. It's time to get some rest before tomorrow." He nods back to the building, signaling us to follow him.

"Yes, sir." I say, and wait a moment for Finnick to move too and head to get some sleep.

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My, rather poor, sleep is interrupted by voices raising, so I sit up straighter and decide whether I should intervene or not.

"... enemy, target, mutt." It's Peeta, presumably talking to Katniss, "and now ally?" He sounds very frustrated, "yeah, I'll add that to the list of words I use to try to figure you out." In that moment he notices almost everyone is awake, Finnick sitting up near me."I'm sorry.. I just can't tell what's real and what's made up anymore."

"Then ask." Finnick tells him, without hesitation. "Y/n is slowly learning how too."

As Peeta looks at me I nod, reassuringly.

"Ask who?"

"Us." Jackson chimes in, "we're your unit now." She looks at me too, "both of you."

I give her a grateful smile.

"I know..." I start, "I know it's hard. You think you're being a burden, a weight people shouldn't feel." He looks away, that gives me the confirmation I need, "the night before the Quartel Quell you reminded me of the first night you spent at the Capitol. Do you remember that?" He nods, "you said you wanted to comfort me like I did, because I'm your friend. It wasn't a bother for you, like it wasn't a bother for me. I know your true self is still there, so, as a friend, believe me when I say that you're not a bother."

There's a small pause, he slightly nods his head then looks at Katniss.

"Your favourite color is green." He says, "is that real?"

"Yeah, that's real."She answers, "yours is orange. Not bright orange. Soft, like the sunset."

"Thank you." He tells her.

I softly smile at their exchange.

"Good job." Finnick whispers to me, sitting a little closer.

"I just hate seeing him like that." I whisper back, then Katniss stands up and goes to sit next to Gale, "and neither can she apparently."

"She still needs to figure things out." He says.

"So do I." I sadly say.

"Hey, we've talked about this." He softly scolds me, "you're allowed to take your time."

"I know, I'm sorry." I smile at him, grateful for his presence.

Even though I can look at him for more that one second, I still can't realise if my feelings are true or not. If this is all a trick of my mind or a scream from my heart.

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The walk through the Capitol is weird to say the least, we diligently follow Boggs, who's holding the Holo ready to sense any sort of pods and trap, rehearsing some lines for the propos. It feels like the Capitol I know, yet it's nothing like it.

We get to one of the many town squares and Cressida marks it as a good spot to shoot, and I can't help but agree. But before doing anything we need to make sure the place is safe.

Boggs holds the Holo up, in front of us, when suddenly it starts to bleep very rapidly, signaling something between two buildings.

"We got a pod" he states, "split. Take cover." He orders.

I follow him and Finnick to a side, along with Peeta, the others follow Katnis on the other side. Boggs grabs a stone, and throws it to activate the pod.

Two huge machine guns start shooting, what feels like endless ammo, everyone is covering their ears, turning away from the source fo protect the face from any collateral shots.

When the shooting ends, Boggs decides to check for any more traps. I take a peak, ready to cover in case something happens when I notice Katniss looking at something behind me. I follow her line of sight, just noticing Peeta murmuring to himself.

I starts to kneel in front of him when a huge explosion and a scream freeze me in an instant.

I turn to look at the source of it and notice Boggs on the ground and Katniss running to him. I look around the site, one of the Leeks is down too. I feel my head getting dizzy, my sight is blurry.

"Fuck." I take a deep breath then look at Finnick, "check on him okay?" I point at Peeta.

"What? He starts, but I'm already heading away.

"What happened?" I ask, kneeling down, next to Boggs.

"Do what you cane to do." He says to Katniss.

"Boggs.." I call him, but all I get is him looking at me before his head gently hit the ground, "what..." I look down noticing the holo on his chest, "did he..?"

Katniss nods, and I just take a big breath, when I hear movement near us.

I look and see the injured twin laying on the ground holding her leg. The other sister stands to rush to her.

"No wait!" I try but her foot already stepped on another pod.

Suddenly the square is being closed, giant doors trapping us here and a black fluid appears out of nowhere.

Instantly on my feet I join the Leeks, helping the wounded one to stand and rush as quickly as possible to safety.

We aim to one of the buildings in the square, to force a door open and take cover, hopefully.

I take a look back, to make sure everyone is following, that's when I see Peeta almost hitting Katniss and Mitchell stopping him. Peeta, though, pushes him into the black liquid. From which he re-emerge tied to a bunch of strings. Dead.

As the door is finally open Jackson rushed everybody inside and up the stairs till the very top.

I help the Leek sitting down, letting her sister care for her. Almost everyone made it inside, and understandably, Peeta is seized and calmed.

But our focus is the black material getting higher and higher. Until it stops and just... retracts?

"Gamemakers are still putting on quite a show." Cressida comments.

"Did you have any doubts?" I sarcastically ask.

"451 to base. Over." Jackson tries to signal 13 we're still alive.

"Yeah, we better move." Finnick state, "if Peacekeepers didn't know where we were, they do now."

"He's right."

"Those surveillance cameras caught us." Castor says.

"451 to base. Come in."

"This is a bad spot we need to move now." Even Gale agrees.

"I can't get a signal." Jackson says, "but I can get us back to base. Everdeen, give me the holo." But Katnis doesn't seems to be wanting to, "what did I just say? The Jolo. Come on. Let's go."

"Boggs gave it to me." She finally says.

"What are you talking about?"

"He did." Homes confirms, "he transferred security clearance to her. I saw him."

"And why would he do that?" Jackson asks, suspicious.

"I'm on special orders from Coin." Katniss tells her, but everything makes me think she is lying.

"To do what?"

"To assassinate President Snow."

"I don't believe that for one second." Jackson counters, "as your new unit commander, I order you to transfert security clearance to me now."

"I can't do that." Katniss simply says, so Jackson takes her gun out, and Gale immediately takes his own, followed by the others.

"This is not the time, lieutenant." I stand in between them, "the pods must've already signaled to the Capitol our position. We need to go."

"I'm not asking you again, Everdeen." She ignores me, so I stand right in front of her, moving her attention fully on me.

"She's telling the truth." I say firmly.

"Yes, Plutarch wants it televised." Cressida supports me.

"It's a way to make the Capitol citizen surrender before the casualties get too high. We already lost enough ourselves." I keep going, staring at her, "so I suggest, as your soldier, you trust her and get us out of here. Because I can assure you, we could be surrounded by Peacekeepers in no time if we keep on arguing."

"Boggs promised me that when the time came, you would help me." Katniss says, standing beside me.

There's a pause, Jackson is contemplating whether or not trust us, but eventually she draws her gun back.

"All right, soldier. Holo's yours."

Leeg's leg is too bad for her to come with us, so unfortunately we have to leave the twins back, hoping we could send someone soon.

As we walk put of the building I catch up with Katniss.

"I hope you know what you're doing, Katniss." I whisper as I pass past her.

We walk across the square to find another shelter, and we enter another set of flats, fancy ones. We immediately cover the windows just in time to see a bunch of Peacekeepers arriving and heading to the building we just left.

"Shit." I mutter, Finnick stays beside me, a comforting hand on my arm.

When the shooting starts he tries to get me away from the window, but I can't, until the building itself collapses I can't keep my eyes off of it.

"Ssh, come." He says this, ans as he does the Capitol anthem and the television turns on automatically and Ceaser's face appears.

"Good afternoon. I'm Ceaser Flickerman. Here with our continuing coverage of the defense of the Capitol. Today, as our Peacekeepers valiantly gold off the rebels, our story takes surprising twist." And footage of our escape from the black material appears as he speaks, "Katniss Everdeen, our once favourite daughter, has infiltrated the city with some of the victors, whose names are all too familiar. Finnick Odair and Peeta Mellark. Not only them, but our very own princess, Y/n L/n. Take a look at what happened just a moment ago, when our peacekeepers cornered Katniss Everdeen and her band of foolish rebels. Whatever arrogance brought this treacherous girl back to us, you are about to witness a great victory, not only for the Capitol but for Panem." The footage is showing the peacekeepers shooting and destroying the building. "So there you have it. Katniss Everdeen, the girl on fire. A girl who inspired so much violence seems to have met a violent end herself. Stay tuned for more information. Ceaser Flickerman. Thank you."

"Does the Presiden actually think we are dead?" Someone asks, and suddenly I feel all eyes on me.

"I... I think so." I hesitantly say, "releasing such news is to discourage the districts, make the Capitol hopeful again. Whether he believes it or not is irrelevant at this point. It shows that the Capitol will always win."

[fifi-goes-to-hollywood]

Little introduction! 💕

It’s my birthday today, so I gotta finally introduce myself. If you ended up here, henlo! Let's meet <3

Nickname: Fifi

Age: 20s

Birthday/Zodiac sign: 17th September (Virgo)

Pronouns: she/her

Country: Poland

Musical interests: ESC and Polish music in general

Non-musical interests: sport (track and field, ski jumping, occasionally other winter sports), social topics, history, travelling, volunteering

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MUSICAL INTERESTS - DETAILED

Polish music: Mery Spolsky, Daria Zawiałow, Kwiat Jabłoni, Krzysztof Zalewski, Dawid Podsiadło, Taco Hemingway

ESC universe: Joker Out, Måneskin, Käärijä, Raiven, Baby Lasagna, Joost, sometimes Alessandra and Teya Dora

(Will update S O O N)

[kkooongie-moved]

Cheol slays "halka halka by rahat fateh ali khan" The lyrics are literally what he will say to his s/o

Like at this verse

"jism se ruh kaa ek safar ho tum aakhri saans main ek umr ho tum duniya kii bheed main mujhako bas tu dikhe kya main tumko dikhun? kaho naa tum"

Or here

"tu mere khun main bah rahaa he kahin

tu mere khwab main jag rahaa he

kahin meri har baat main bas tera zikr

he kuch mere bare main kaho naa tum"

Or here

"kisi ne naa kiya he jaisaa ishq tera meraa

main daudta aata hoon koi naam

le jo tera

kisi ne naa kiya he jaisaa ishq tera

meraa

mere gamon kii raat kaa tu ujala savera

rahane do naa nashe main

tum phero naa nazar

halkaa sa hi aayaa he

abhi chahat kaa asar"

CHEOL THE PASSIONATE LOVER CHEOL THE CERTIFIED LOVER BOY CHEOL WHO NO MATTER HOW CROWDED THE PLACE IS ALWAYS NOTICES YOU FIRST CHEOL WHO'S OKAY WITH LOVING YOU FROM AFAR CHEOL WHO'S READY TO GIVE YOU ANYTHING IN THIS WORLD CHEOL WHO'LL ALWAYS BE BY YOUR SIDE AND LOVE YOU NO MATTER WHAT

[slxtmeri]

Meri my love (platonically) quackity would call his s/o alot of Spanish nicknames, but imagine Quackitys reaction to his s/o learning Spanish so she could communicate with his family and friends better?

awhwheh aww i would love it if my s/o did this for me personally (i am latina and fully bilingual but he would be so thrilled!) (like actually he'd be so touched)

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KO SAM? ŠTA SAM?

Budući da o genetici imam samo informativno znanje, osećam se nekako uskraćeno za neke odgovore na pitanja koja sebi postavljam( ne postavljam mnogo pitanja samo drugima, već i sebi!). Svako od nas se, verovatno, ponekad pita zašto smo ovakvi kakvi smo, fizički, psihološki, intelektualno. Šta smo nasledili od svojih roditelja, svojih predaka, kakav nam je, ako smem tako to da kažem, „genetski“ materijal.Znam, naravno, da smo mi fizički i psihički tvorevina naših roditelja.Uzgred, neko duhovito reče da ne možemo da biramo roditelje, ali možemo roditelja svojoj deci. Istina je da više razmišljamo kada biramo neki odevni predmet, nego o tome.

Mnogi pisci su se u svojim delima, posredno ili neposredno, bavili ovom temom odnosno pitanjem zašto smo ovakvi kakvi jesmo. Dobrica Ćosić je, objašnjavajući nastanak romana „Koreni“, rekao da je pokušao da odgovori na pitanje kako smo postali takvi kakvi jesmo, čija je to sve krv u našim žilama, otkuda ta užasna strast ,u nama, za trajanjem i posle smrti, zašto se ovde od života suviše traži...Možda ću se, nekom drugom prilikom, baviti našom istorijskom dramom...

Povod za ovaj tekst je knjiga „Najbolje namere“ najvećeg švedskog, bolje reći svetskog, režisera Ingmara Bergmana, gotovo renesansnog genija: režisera, scenariste, pozorišnog i operskog stvaraoca, književnika... U svojim studenskim danima nas nekoliko, iz društva, i moj brat, bili smo česti posetioci Kinoteke, u Kosovskoj ulici, koja, inače, poluprazna, bila je, u danima kada su se prikazivali Bergmanovi filmovi( Persona,Sedmi pe��at, Krici i šaputanja i dr.) prepuna. Istina je da njegovi filmovi nisu baš „komunikativni“ za prosečnu publiku, ali njegovi poštovaoci su fascinirani Bergmanovim filmskim „rukopisom“, njegovim metaforama i simbolima smrti, straha, sudbine... Knjiga „Najbolje namere“ bavi se tipičnim „bergmanovskim“ načinom, gotovo filmski, ali bez slike i tona, temom kojom sam započela svoj tekst: gde su koreni našeg fizičkog i psihološkog bića. On, naime, u knjizi ne govori o sebi, već o svojim roditeljima, što knjizi daje gotovo dokumentaristički karakter. Knjiga obuhvata period od 1909. do Bergmanovog rođenja, 1918. godine i uzbudljiva je priča njegovog ispitivanja porekla i traganja za korenima sopstvenog bića. Zanimljivo da život svojih roditelja rekonstruiše preko starih porodičnih fotografija, sa primetnom težnjom da ga predstavi što vernije. Iako se knjiga zasniva na stvarnosti, ima dosta fiktivnog, tako da je ona specifična mešavina činjenica i fikcija. U knjizi ima rečenica: Možda nazirem istinu o sopstvenom životu, što sugeriše da je ispitivanje sopstvenog života ključ svake smislene egzistencije. U tome se uočava poredak u događajima i njegovi efekti.Bergman se ne spušta samo do tačke sopstvenog rođenja, već odlazi dalje od nje i time pokazuje da se mnogo važnog desi pre našeg rođenja. Služeći se nepotpunim, fragmentarnim izvorima, Bergman ih nadoknađuje sopstvenom intuicijom.Razrešava tamne, zakulisne radnje među svojim precima, a koje su u dobroj meri odredili njegov život. Ovo je i priča o ljubavi na mnogo različitih nivoa: ljubavna priča između muškarca i žene, između roditelja i dece, ali i priča o ljubavi kao čudu, koja se javlja kad je u životu najpotrebnija, ali je po svojoj prirodi neobjašnjiva i, ponekad , neshvatljiva. Sa bespoštednom iskrenošću opisuje intimnu priču svoje majke, lepe žene, snažne volje, koja je prerano ušla u brak s njegovim ocem , koji , zbog toga, brzo prestaje da bude izvor zadovoljstva i ispunjenja. Uvodeći nas u priču o preljubi, ulaže napor da razume svoje roditelje, njihov međusoban odnos, kao i odnos prema deci.

Pričajući priču o svojim roditeljima, I. Bergman pokušava da „uđe“ u korene svoje svestrane, ali kompleksne ličnosti. Naslov knjige „ Najbolje namere“ je posebno intrigantan jer sugeriše da iz najboljih namera može proizaći nepravda i zlo, a i da one, često, nisu dovoljno dobre da bi na kraju sve bilo kako treba.

text author: Tanja Petrović Krivokapić