#gale hawthorne playlist

[starbuckscommitmentissues]

Johanna x Gale is god tier but only if she sees it like Tongues and Teeth by the Crave Wives and he sees it like Cover Me Up by Jason Isbell. She thinks she’s mean and damaged and awful but she’s not and he’s… clingy

[awhiskeyriver]

The Challenge: Playlist

As promised, here is an updated version of The Challenge playlist. Mainly the same but there has been some tweaks. Bold means it was featured in a chapter. Enjoy!

Thunder: Imagine Dragons

Quarter Past Midnight: Bastille

Arsonists Lullaby: Hozier

Cough Syrup: Young the Giant

Basement: Fitz & The Tantrums

Supalonely: BENEE

Iceberg: BORNS

Bud Like You: AJR

Cross Me: Ed Sheeran, Chance the Rapper

Cruel Summer: Taylor Swift

I Hate Everybody: Halsey

Rude: Dillistone, Lili N

Love/Idleness: Wardell

All In: Sun Airway

Style: Taylor Swift

Cool: Dua Lipa

Electricity: Silk City, Dua Lipa

Let’s Sort the Whole Thing Out: Carly Rae Jepsen

when the partys over: Billie Eilish

I Need Help!: Fitz & The Tantrums

Moonshadow: Cat Stevens

Go Slow: HAIM

Fire Meet Gasoline: Sia

Red Eye: Vance Joy

Talk Too Much: COIN

Would That I: Hozier

So Hot You’re Hurting My Feelings: Caroline Polachek

Pretty Please: Dua Lipa

Comeback: Carly Rae Jepsen

Burning Bridges: OneRepublic

I Wanna Get Better: The Bleachers

Nasty: Ariana Grande

False God: Taylor Swift

Saving All My Sinning: Lake Street Dive

Modern Loneliness: Lauv

Keeping Your Head Up: Birdy

Falling: Harry Styles

God is a Woman: Ariana Grande

Seventeen Going Under: Sam Fender

The Bones: Maren Morris, Hozier

All The Feels: Fitz & The Tantrums

Point of Surrender: River City Extension

Six Thirty: Ariana Grande

Life is Life: Noah & The Whale

Never Be The Same: Camila Cabello

So it Goes...: Taylor Swift

Pink: Julie Michaels

Obvious: Ariana Grande

Invisible String: Taylor Swift

[giggly-squiggily]

Amazing, Showstopping, Glamorous Blue Lock Headcanons That Are Definitely True Ego Told Me So #1

Inspired by a friend and I yelling about Blue Lock lately. Some of these are yours, friend. Thank you for contributing to my madness :D

Don't now if I'm gonna make a part 2 but eh? We'll see where my next fever dream takes me.

Isagi un-ironically Naruto-ran throughout middle school. He thought it made him look cool and increased his speed. One day he was full blown running across the soccer field and took a heavy nose dive- breaking it. He stopped doing it after that.

Raichi's playlist is entirely made up of early 2000's/2010's pop hits. I'm talking Britney Spears, Destiny's Child, Ariana Grande, and his queen herself- Lady Gaga. Knows all the songs and dances and performs them at 2 am in the Blue Lock cafeteria when he thinks no one's up. Has been walked in on multiple times.

Chigiri has a very specific set of bookish characters that if their name is even referenced he will throw hands. You wanna see this soft spoken shy princess swear up a storm? Drop a name. "Hey Chigiri, who's Gale Hawthorne-" "Don't you ever speak that bastard's name in my presence again."

Kunigami loves All Might from My Hero Academia. He's not at the collector level Deku is in the show but he'll quote the Number 1 Hero ("Former-" "We don't talk about the other guy, Isagi. There's only All Might"). Only Isagi knows what he's saying; everyone else has heard "Plus Ultra" but doesn't really get it.

Bachira is a fantastic artist. He gets it from his momma and it shows! He likes to draw the monster a lot, but he has drawn everyone in the room at least once. Whenever he draws his friends, they'll have little decorations associated with them. (Kuni's got a cape, Chigiri's got a tiny crown, Isagi has his own monster.)

Nagi can do the worm. He does mainly when he's already on the floor and is too lazy to stand, so he just kinda wiggles over to wherever he needs to go. No one knows where he learned it but it's absolutely hilarious to watch.

Sae speaks fluid Spanish from his time in Spain. This comes very apparent after Shidou pissed him off so badly he chewed him out in it. The mentioned man finds it really sexy, even if Sae's calling him a "Colossal hemorrhoid I have the displeasure of having stuck up my ass."

Despite his love for Horror games/movies, Rin is beyond easy to jump scare. His argument is that in those settings he's prepared to get spooked. Bachira can be as silent as the wind when he wants to be, so accidental (and a lot of times intentional) spooks are common between them. ".......Hi Rin!" "FU-!"

Chigiri is a great singer but horrifically shy about it. He sings in the shower when he's sure no one is around. Most of the tunes he sings are ones his sister introduced him to- things like "Uptown Girl" and "Tiny Dancer"; but he knows a handful of newer ones. One time Bachira walked in on him. The dribbler told everyone he knew about it but Chigiri flat out refuses to sing in front of anyone so it's more a rumor.

Reo on the flip side is a horrible singer and refuses to believe anything otherwise. In his head, he is a god of vocals. In reality, he sounds like Toad from Super Mario getting tased in the balls. Nagi has learned the art of tuning him out, so he's no help in disproving Reo's false beliefs.

Gagamaru has been the resident bug catcher since the Blue Lock Spider Incident of 2018. He's the only one brave enough to gather them up in his hands and put them outside.

[justgayloringeverthrone]

RIP Gale Hawthorne, you would've love being Team Jacob.

RIP Gale Hawthorne, you would've loved supporting Palestine. (And if you don't support it, fuck you 🫶🍉🇵🇸)

RIP Gale Hawthorne, you would've loved angsty playlists.

RIP Gale Hawthorne, you would've hated "Flowers" by Miley Cyrus 😭

RIP Gale Hawthorne, you would've loved Breaking Bad.

RIP Gale Hawthorne, you would've had Malcolm in the middle as your guilty pleasure TV show.

RIP Gale Hawthorne you would've loved therapy.

RIP Gale Hawthorne, there are still people that love you.

[darkdoverpseeker]

💘 hello! i'm maddy, 23, non-binary (she/they/he). i'm a semi - lit to literate writer; i roleplay only on discord. i'm not extensively active, but i will reply with great enthusiasm when i can. please don't hassle me for replies, but also please be communicative if you're going to take a while for your replies. i like making moodboards and playlists for our ships and i'd like a partner who is similiarly enthusiastic. 18+ partners only. right now, i'm in the market for some oc/canon doubles for a variety of fandoms below. i can offer you toxic relationships or softer things. below are a list of characters i'd like against my oc. i'm down for f/f, m/m, m/f, and any non-binary pairings.

sk8 the infinity: adam, langa, or reki.

marvel: sam wilson, peter quill, quentin beck, bucky barnes, pietro maximoff, or gwen stacy.

dc: bruce wayne, jason todd, tim drake, or gar logan.

hannibal: will graham.

star trek: jim kirk, spock, pavel chekov, leonard mccoy, or christine chapel.

the umbrella academy: diego hargreeves, or five hargreeves.

the boys: billy butcher, hughie campbell.

stranger things: steve harrington, jonathan byers, eddie munson, jim hopper, mike wheeler, or lucas sinclair.

star wars: obi wan kenobi or han solo.

avatar: the last airbender: zuko, azula, katara, or sokka.

supernatural: dean winchester, sam winchester, bobby singer, john winchester, kevin tran, or castiel.

shadow and bone: kaz brekker, nikolai lanstov, the darkling, alina starkov, mal oretsev, jesper fahey, wylan van eck.

harry potter: severus snape, harry potter, ron weasley, draco malfoy, pansy parkinson, hermione granger, lily evans, luna lovegood.

haikyuu: kageyama tobio, suna rintaro, miya atsumu, miya osamu, kuroo tetsuro, ushijima wakatoshi, tanaka ryuu, or tsukishima rei.

boku no hero academia: izuku midoriya, iida tenya, bakugou katsuki, kaminari denki, or ochako uraraka.

buffy the vampire slayer: spike.

teen wolf: stiles stilinski, scott mccall, isaac lahey, kira yukimara or derek hale.

the vampire diaries: klaus mikaelson, damon salvatore.

the hunger games: haymitch abernathy, gale hawthorne, or cato.

these are who i'd like to write against. please let me know who you want me to write for you- i'm cool if there's overlap. please like this and i'll reach out so we can get plotting.

like if interested!

[prpfs]

💘 hello! i'm maddy, 23, non-binary (she/they/he). i'm a semi - lit to literate writer; i roleplay only on discord. i'm not extensively active, but i will reply with great enthusiasm when i can. please don't hassle me for replies, but also please be communicative if you're going to take a while for your replies. i like making moodboards and playlists for our ships and i'd like a partner who is similiarly enthusiastic. 18+ partners only. right now, i'm in the market for some oc/canon doubles for a variety of fandoms below. i can offer you toxic relationships or softer things. below are a list of characters i'd like against my oc. i'm down for f/f, m/m, m/f, and any non-binary pairings.

sk8 the infinity: adam, langa, or reki.

marvel: sam wilson, peter quill, quentin beck, bucky barnes, pietro maximoff, or gwen stacy.

dc: bruce wayne, jason todd, tim drake, or gar logan.

hannibal: will graham.

star trek: jim kirk, spock, pavel chekov, leonard mccoy, or christine chapel.

the umbrella academy: diego hargreeves, or five hargreeves.

the boys: billy butcher, hughie campbell.

stranger things: steve harrington, jonathan byers, eddie munson, jim hopper, mike wheeler, or lucas sinclair.

star wars: obi wan kenobi or han solo.

avatar: the last airbender: zuko, azula, katara, or sokka.

supernatural: dean winchester, sam winchester, bobby singer, john winchester, kevin tran, or castiel.

shadow and bone: kaz brekker, nikolai lanstov, the darkling, alina starkov, mal oretsev, jesper fahey, wylan van eck.

harry potter: severus snape, harry potter, ron weasley, draco malfoy, pansy parkinson, hermione granger, lily evans, luna lovegood.

haikyuu: kageyama tobio, suna rintaro, miya atsumu, miya osamu, kuroo tetsuro, ushijima wakatoshi, tanaka ryuu, or tsukishima rei.

boku no hero academia: izuku midoriya, iida tenya, bakugou katsuki, kaminari denki, or ochako uraraka.

buffy the vampire slayer: spike.

teen wolf: stiles stilinski, scott mccall, isaac lahey, kira yukimara or derek hale.

the vampire diaries: klaus mikaelson, damon salvatore.

the hunger games: haymitch abernathy, gale hawthorne, or cato.

these are who i'd like to write against. please let me know who you want me to write for you- i'm cool if there's overlap. please like this and i'll reach out so we can get plotting.

DM @maddyrphub if interested!

[thrawnsrebel]

EST|20+|She/Her

Hello! My name is Bonnibel, I'm looking for an array of things right now. However, before delving into anything roleplay based I want to talk about the kind of people I'm looking for! I'm looking for LONG-TERM roleplayers, possibly open for multi-musing and having different roleplays. I'm looking only for 20+ roleplayers who are comfortable with NSFW subjects! Preferably writing Semi-lit to Adv-Lit

I'm looking for people who are happy to make moodboards, spotify playlist, headcanons, and worldbuild with me; this can be a make or break for me! I'm partial to writing female characters, I love to double; when it comes to doubling or oc x oc I am more than happy to play male characters! And finally I am NOT comfortable with MxM but can attempt FxF though I might not be perfect with it as I mostly just do FxM!

Getting into what I'm into I'll write the following fandoms I'm looking for and what characters I'm looking to have against my oc! Bolded characters are my preferred, and bolded fandoms is what I'm looking for the most

(P.S. I'm VERY picky with cc x cc, but certain fandoms I'm more than happy to just ask)

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Criminal Minds: Spencer Reid or Aaron Hotchner

I can write: Aaron Hotchner, Derek Morgan, Jennifer Jareau, Emily Prentiss, Matthew Simmons

Peaky Blinders: Michael Gray

I can write: Thomas Shelby, Arthur Shelby, Ada Shelby, May Carleton

Alice in Borderlands: Shuntaro Chishiya

I can write: Ryohei Arisu, Suguru Niragi, Kuina, Daikichi Karube, Ann, Takeru "Hatter" Danma, 

Harry Potter: The Weasley Twins

I can write: Just ask LMAO, again the list is much too long

RWBY OG SERIES: Qrow Branwen or Lie Ren

I can write: Anyone just ask!

Supernatural: Sam Winchester 

I can write: Dean Winchester, John Winchester, Castiel, Cain

Shadow and Bone: Matthias Helvar or Nikolai Lantsov

I can write: Alina Starkov, Kaz Brekker, General Kirigan, Genya Safin, Inej Ghafa, Tolya Yul-bataar

Star Wars: Grand Admiral Thrawn, Din Djarin, or Kylo Ren

I can write: Just ask, the list is too long HELP

Hunger Games: Peeta Mellark

I can write: Katniss Everdeen, Finnick Odair, Haymitch Abernathy, Gale Hawthorne

Texas Chainsaw Massacre THE GAME: Leland McKinney

I can play: Johnny Slaughter, Ana Flores, Connie Taylor, Julie Crawford

APEX LEGENDS: Octavio Silva

I can play: Just ask, I most likely can play them

Overwatch: Ramattra, Genji, Reinhardt

I can play: Just ask, I most likely can play them

It takes two: This is a very specific ask that I just want to roleplay as them during the game and post game!

The Last of Us: Joel Miller

I can play: Again whoever you want and also okay with oc x oc

X-men Evolution: Kurt "Nightcrawler" Wagner

I can play: Just ask! I can play most of them

Wizardess Heart: Klaus Goldstein or Randy March

I can write: Just ask! I can write everyone including side characters

Horror Franchise: Harry Warden

I can write: Just ask, the list is too long

I think that covers most of my fandoms, if you have something you're looking for please ask I could've missed something

Non-fandom Universes I'm interested in are the following; The things bolded I already have worlds built around them and can share!

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Alice in Wonderland

Cyberpunk

Fantasy

Anything Dystopian-Esque

Sci-Fi

Modern Day

Modern Day mixed with Fantasy

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I write exclusively on discord! Interact here or add me on discord at Bonnibandit

[rebellicnrising]

ronen rubinstein . cis-male . he/him ➶ I RECOGNISE THAT FACE ! that’s RORY HAWTHORNE , the THIRTY-TWO year old UNDERCOVER PEACEKEEPER from DISTRICT TWELVE . they’ve been in the capitol around FOUR YEARS, long enough to gain a reputation for being so STRONG-WILLED & INCENDIARY . they’re so lucky getting to live in the tribute center for the duration of the games! ( character IS part of the uprising )

BASIC INFORMATION

full name: rory hawthorne . . . 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 . . . aurelius cragg nicknames: rory, ror age: thirty-two birthday: august 16 . . . 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 . . . august 6 zodiac: leo district: twelve . . . 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 . . . two  gender: cis male pronouns: he / him orientation: bisexual ; homoromantic profession: miner, rebel . . . 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 . . . undercover peacekeeper

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

face claim: ronen rubinstein hair color: dark brown eye color: blue with flecks of green height: 5'11" scars: a patchwork of lash scars across his back and shoulders- varying from some that are roped with thick, purple scar tissue and others that are just that permanent angry red; a thin scar on the bottom of his chin from busting it when he was a kid; a scar above his left eye from a peacekeeper's baton, a three inch scar from a bullet graze on his right shoulder

RELATIONSHIPS

father: tba hawthorne ( deceased ) mother: hazelle hawthorne  siblings: gale ( older brother ), vick ( younger brother ), posy ( younger sister ) significant other: tba

EXTRA

mbti: esfp-t ( the consul  ) temperament: sanguine - choleric   moral alignment: chaotic good primary vice: wrath primary virtue: diligence element: fire playlist & pinterest

BACKSTORY

TW: parent death, whipping, police & gun violence

ᴏɴᴄᴇ ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ʀᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ, ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴀᴅ ɪ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ᴛʀᴀᴠᴇʟ, ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴇɴᴅ ɪ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ꜱᴇᴇ

the day your father dies is etched in your memory with startling clarity-- how the shouting from the mines had carried throughout the district, how the peacekeeper uniforms turned a dingy grey with the coal dust as some jumped in alongside the miners trying to dig out the collapsed shaft ( the same ones whose faces you'll recognize frequenting the hob, the same ones who pay or trade for the game gale brings back after he learns to hunt and never ask how or where he got it ); the feeling of how tightly gale holds your hand as you stand with your mother just outside of the mine, waiting for that blurred face to be pulled out- broken and limp. you remember the noise your mother made- not a scream or a wail of grief but a low moan that reverberated so deep that it's permanently etched in the walls of your mind- as her legs go out from under her and gale's hand leaves yours to catch her; you don't know the name for the noise but over the years, you grow so used to hearing it from the corner of the home where she huddles around baby posy or vick- both who are too small to know what's going on- and one day the word comes to you: despair.

you're not the only ones who lost a father in the accident and out of that tragedy is some bright spot: the everdeens. your mothers both share that empty stare of losing the men they loved who stood between their children and starvation; your mothers both share oldest children who step in to be fathers. gale gets katniss and you get prim; while the two of them go hunt, crossing over that forbidden line of the boundary, the two of you share the fullness of childhood-- a childhood that your older siblings had cut short in order for you to experience. a childhood in the seam- raised by the seam because while gale is away and your mother is away there is still that guiding presence with other mothers balancing babies on their hips who scrub your dirty, tear stained face with the corners of thin aprons and wash your scrapes with cool water and old timers ( whose bodies are too hunched and frail to work in the mines, chests constantly rattling with coal dust thats glued to the inside of their lungs ) who bark at you from dirt porches when you get too rowdy with other kids and the play fighting turns to real fighting. as you get older, they find chores for you to do- the old timers tell you it's good for your character, the other mothers tell you you're doing them a great favor saving their men and sons from the extra work after coming home from the mines- rewarding you with whatever little they can spare. everyone knows the hawthornes have got more than their fair share of open mouths and empty bellies; everyone knows the weight of the family has fallen on gale. they tell you that you should help your brother however you can.

you learn about the tesserae when you're ten-- you hear gale and katniss talking about it and the number of times gale's name has been added to the reaping bowl makes your stomach turn- truly full for the first time since the last time he collected tesserae and it makes you sick with fear and worry. you understand the reapings by now and you cling to gale later, unable to tell him what's wrong when he asks-- afraid that if you open your mouth, you'll get sick and waste the food your brother had paid for with his life. because if he gets picked, you know that's what it means-- twelve hadn't had a victor in longer than either of you have been alive and while you think he could win, there's always that very real possibility that he wouldn't; and you can't imagine a world without your brother. you're still too young to take out the tessarae for yourself- for your siblings- and you bite down on your tongue when gale comes back with the proof that he had yet again; you want to help your brother but you don't know how.

the morning of your first reaping, it's gale who gets you up, who fills the tin tub with heated water and scrubs at your skin until you yelp, who combs your hair- trying desperately to get it to lay flat- and helps to button your shirt when your hands shake. it's gale's last year, he's an old pro by now-- but you counted. and you know how many slips of paper have his name on them and your singular one floats in that sea of white but it's not you that you're afraid for. when you see prim's face and how scared she is, you smother your own fear-- you can't be strong for gale but you can be strong for her-- and the only moment you let it slip out before your arm wraps around her shoulders ( because younger kids go to the front, you can't stand with those pillars of strength in the back ) is when you look back at gale, seeking reassurance in his eyes. it won't be us, you tell prim, whispering in her ear like it's a secret before you have to go to one side and her the other, after this, we'll play pirates. when they call her name your heart stops beating, eyes wild to find her face as she stumbles out like a lost lamb into the aisle before you look back to find gale-- but the moment katniss' voice raises your eyes go to her.

you don't play pirates after-- you sit with prim while she cries and later after the stars have come out and you walk prim home, you take charge of home- getting vick and posy dinner and getting them in bed, tucking a blanket around your mother's shoulders- trying to without words take some of the weight off gale's shoulders. you sit quietly with gale for as long as he'll let you. there's a question sitting behind your teeth and there's times when that silence between you two feels so heavy that it almost slips out but it never does; would you have volunteered for me? the part of your mind that knows your brother loves you in the same way that katniss loves prim has no doubt that if it had been the reverse of the coin, that gale would've taken that burden from you-- just like he had taken every burden for the last five years; the part of your mind that is growing up knows that gale couldn't leave posy and vick, both of them younger than both of you. you don't have to wonder if you'd volunteer for him-- you also couldn't leave vick or posy... and you're still afraid of dying. the air is heavy and you don't say anything because you know gale is hurting but, you're relieved-- relieved it's not going to be him. you hate that it's katniss because the people you love most in the world are in pain because of it-- but he's safe and after all those years of putting himself at risk of the games, he's not ever going to have to go there. and for that, you're grateful.

ɪ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ᴍɪꜱꜰᴏʀᴛᴜɴᴇ, ɪ ᴀᴅᴅᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴍᴇ ɪ ᴘɪᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀʀʙᴀɢᴇ, ɪ ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴀᴍᴇꜱ

they both come back- katniss and peeta- and everything changes. there are new peacekeepers with grim faces that seem to flood the district; there's a distance to gale that you can't understand. you ask him to teach you to hunt- you want to help, that's all you want to do because the weight of the world seems to be weighing him down-- but there's never time. they burn the hob and strap gale to a whipping post-- you're out gathering wood, trying to lighten that load on gale's shoulders and don't find out until someone finds you- arms laden with the driest pieces you can find with the snow as thick as it is- and regales the news to you; you drop the wood and run to the opposite side of the district, racing for that aisle of houses where prim lives now. another sound etches itself into the halls of your mind, taking up residence next to your mother's moan of despair: the sound of your brother screaming in pain. you help to hold him down, jaw clenched tightly and tears silently rolling down your face as hands that have lost the softness of childhood grip at his arm, desperate to keep him still while prim and her mother work-- until he falls still and quiet.

you don't want to leave him. you have to get back to vick and posy and mom. you don't know how you're going to carry him home- you're taller and your shoulders have started to broaden but it's a good trek back to the seam and gale can't move. you can never repay their kindness. you don't want to leave him. you promise to come back after you've got vick and posy in bed; you're reminded there's a curfew-- if you look back and examine it, maybe this is where that rebellious spark ignited in your chest because you don't care. you only try it the once, almost caught by those patrolling peacekeepers but you come back to the house and you sit with him that first night, shoulder pressed against the corner of the kitchen where he's laid out, head resting against the wall, sitting vigil silently. while gale heals you pick up more and more odd jobs where you can; you take his bow and sneak past the boundary-- and almost lose his arrows, spending most of the time trying to find where they've fallen. when the time comes, you take out the tesserae for yourself, vick and posy. gale can't do it anymore but you can and you want so desperately to just help him; the two of you end up fighting, your crackling voice ( changing because you're growing, you're getting older, you can help more-- ) raised in anger and exasperation. you just wanted to help.

when he comes home in that crisp white uniform, baton at his hip, you almost think it's a joke-- and honestly, you treat it like a joke. you're an angry teenager because the reality of life in your district is starting to actualize in your mind, how these white clad thugs walked around as if they owned the damn district, harassing folk who had generations buried in this ground, how they had damn near killed gale-- and he's parading around in one of their uniforms. he tells you he has to work-- you don't understand why he can't keep working in the mines like everyone else in the damn district. it's a cause of friction between you two that only softens the slightest bit when gale becomes involved in the rebellion with you following half a step behind him whether he wanted you to or not. you tell gale he doesn't have to provide for you anymore when you start working in the mines at sixteen. you're sick of him carrying your weight and whether he likes it or not, he's sharing vick and posy's with you-- you can provide for this family too. gale might be too good for the mines but you're not. you can help too.

the coal dust that clings to the threads of gale's hand-me-downs that you're quickly growing out of clashes against that crisp white uniform; and you continue to clash against your brother. over time, that clashing slows and ceases, seeing the evidence of your brother using his position to help where he can, to aid rebellion efforts at home and away. there's a lot you learn about your brother as you get older and go through all the ages he has already experienced, viewing them through the lens of your own life in one eye and his through another; there's a lot you've never thanked him for and aren't sure you'll ever really know how to. he works in his position and you work in yours and at the end of the day, you both come home-- that's the part that matters: you both come home.

you're twenty-three and still in the mines: eyes burning and red from the dust that falls in them, face with dark lines etched in your skin making you look older than you are, chest already starting to rattle with the start of that miner's lung. the older man next to you starts grabbing at his chest and you call for a halt, trying to help him get seated, shoving a canteen in his hand as he rubs at the spot breathing shallow through the dark dust that tries to settle. peacekeepers have joined the foremen in the mines, making sure production doesn't halt, pushing you deeper and deeper-- and just as you've got the man seated, gasping in pain as he rubs his chest, they push again. you start to argue on behalf of the man- his chest is hurting, he should see see a healer at the very least he deserves a moment to rest and catch his breath! a baton whips across your face and you see red, starting to launch yourself before you're drug back. it's not worth it, they mutter, voices rough against your ears, it's not worth it. the older man stands and work resumes. he drops dead about three hours later. you and another carry the body out, the dead weight balanced between the two of you and your anger lashes out before you can stop yourself. the baton cracks at your face again, splitting the skin above your eye and your vision does go red, dropping you to your knees. with blood on your face you carry the body back to his widow because these are your people. this man worked alongside you like a brother, an uncle, a father and you honor him in the same way you would if he were blood related. the next day you help to bury him with others in your crew; you're back in the mines an hour later and a scrawny fourteen year old year old kid takes his place in the line.

ɪ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴡꜱᴘᴀᴘᴇʀ, ᴛʜᴇʏ'ᴅ Qᴜᴇꜱᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴍʏ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʜᴏᴘᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴀꜱꜱ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ɪ ꜱᴛʀᴜᴄᴋ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ!

time passes and you strike a new vein of coal but you've all been doing this long enough to know that the deeper you follow it, the more unstable the shaft becomes. you tell them it's not safe; they push you. you tell them the shaft will collapse; they push you. and you see your father's death flash before your eyes as the tunnel collapses and you're dragged backward, watching the earth bury outstretched hands that reach for you. it takes three days to dig them out. time is a wheel and history repeats itself and there are still those digging who remember the last collapse, the sons whose fathers were buried now work these same mines-- and they're angry. it's not the capitol or it's peacekeepers who bury the district's dead or who care for her widows and orphans. it's you and everyone else with red-rimmed eyes and lungs burning with coal dust-- coal that never heats your homes. they don't care if you live or die because there's always room for one more on the line and there's more empty bellies in the seam than there are full in the whole of the district. you're not even sure when you started talking or when people started listening but it's a spark that catches onto every coal-dusted soul in those mines and sets it ablaze.

a sea of headlamps march from the mines and you lead them out, shovels and pickaxes gripped in tight fists: a strike. no production until conditions change. it's not anything set out by the rebellion leaders in that mythical district thirteen; no, this was twelve- the district and her people, acting in their own with that flame ignited in their chests- as you march out and are met immediately with a wall of white. bullets fly and batons whip but they're met with resistance, the tools of your trade now turned makeshift weapons. some scatter, most stand until they fall by bullet or baton and you're grazed by one, burning fire across your shoulder before the baton slams against your temple and everything goes dark. they drag you and two other 'co-conspirators' to the whipping post and you understand the sound of gale's scream that's etched in your mind, echoing through it's halls and joining yours as the whip falls against your back and shoulders. you understand how he couldn't move after, every breath feeling like fire. the train cars you had been loading for the past few weeks as you dug through that unsafe shaft are going to the capitol-- and you're going with it. since that tongue thinks it's so smart, wagging and inciting treason, the only way to deal with it is to cut it out. they're going to make you an avox.

that night, you're carried from the cell but by friendly faces-- rebels who work to get you from the justice building to the train yard, dragging your weight, legs feeling almost useless under you. they hide you in plain sight: on the train that was supposed to lead you to your doom. they shove a bandana in your mouth and tell you to bite down, muffling the sounds of pain as they lay you in a bed of coal that digs into the sore spots, staining the bandages around your torso red. you try to focus past the pain that has tears running lines through the coal dust that's settling on your face as they bury you under a layer just thin enough to be hidden: the train will take you to three. there, rebels in three will hide you for a few weeks before a train on it's way to six passes through where you'll stowaway on to get yourself to six. once you hit six, you're on foot until you reach thirteen.

you ask through the bandana you have gripped in your teeth where gale is-- it would be the first place they're going to look when they realize you're gone, he had to have a solid alibi, right now he's too important. you agree. you don't regret the choices that have brought you here and you don't regret the ones you'll have to make going forward but damn if you don't regret the fact you didn't get to say goodbye. you've left your family with a mess to clean up-- you just hope they understand why. you ask the faces to tell gale you're sorry you didn't make it home tonight.

ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜɪʀꜱᴛʏ ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴅʀɪɴᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴜɴɢʀʏ ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜱᴛᴇᴀʟ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴀᴅ ɪ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ᴛʀᴀᴠᴇʟ, ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴇɴᴅ ɪ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ꜱᴇᴇ

it goes exactly as planned-- you reach three and you wait for hands that dig, reaching out to let them pull you free. they clean your back and feed you, keep you hidden until the next train rolls in to three for a pick up of technological pieces for the trains and other vehicles that rolled out of six. it makes you stir crazy- to sit and wait, sit and wait- but there's this fear in your chest that has you wondering what it is that you're so eager to go for? getting to six will have risks and getting from six to thirteen will be beyond treacherous-- and after that? unknown. you think about home a lot- about your brothers and your sister, your mother ( which twists like a knife of guilt in your gut, wondering how much grief losing a son would bring her ), of prim and how you never got to explain or say goodbye-- wondering if you're ever going to see it again. you apologized for not making it home but now you're not sure you're going to make it home for a long time. maybe never.

the train to six is harder to hide on but you manage and you've had time to heal but those still-stitching wounds are tender-- you make it to the boundary and hidden among trees before anyone can see you. they gave you a map in three- taught you how to read a map, not exactly like you'd ever had need for one before now- and you follow it, pressing deeper into territory that's familiar and new all at once. you're not sure when you actually crossed the border into thirteen, having gone further beyond the boundary and losing the fence line some time back but you're found by scouts that you at first mistake for peacekeepers and try to outrun. you don't get far and at first it looks like you've missed the welcome wagon but they help you up and take you in.

you're not sure what you imagined when you thought about district thirteen before but it certainly wasn't what greeted you. you tell them who you are and how you managed to get there. they ask you how old you are- you ask what day it is; they tell you august 20-- you tell them you just turned twenty-five. you don't argue with the work assignments that are given to you-- hell, you're just grateful that you're given something to do and don't have to sit and wait or run anymore. that only lasts a few months because you've seen the military training that goes on, you've seen the rooms where it's happening- the rebellion, planned meticulously, different strings across the district all connected to thirteen- and you didn't come all this way to scrub toilets.

the next three years are different but focus and ground you. you train, learn how to be a fighter and not a brawler, how to be a soldier not a rioter. you fall in love-- it's three years, it's bound to happen. you still think about home but less and less in the looking back way and more looking ahead. fire is catching across the districts and you're ready to fight like hell to be able to go home. it feels a different life away- district twelve- so different than the one you're living now but once again, you're struck with that stir-crazy feeling. it feels too much like sitting and waiting now even with the parts that filled the space between like the lover who wrapped around your heart. when the assignment comes, you immediately jump on it, eager to be moving again.

ꜱᴏ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ ɪ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ɪɴ ᴀɴɢᴇʀ, ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴡᴏʀɴ ꜱʜᴏᴇꜱ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ꜰᴇᴇᴛ-- ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴀᴅ ɪ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ᴛʀᴀᴠᴇʟ, ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴇɴᴅ ɪ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ꜱᴇᴇ

the assignment: peacekeeper in the capitol. rory hawthorne of district twelve is dead so you get a new name: aurelius cragg, born august 6th in district two. you tell them you don't want a new name-- especially not aurelius cragg. they tell you that you don't get to pick-- you can get rory out of 'aurelius'. you're briefed on your family history, your academic history, your record at the peacekeeper academy, all bundled up in the official documents that would prove your identity. you're smuggled across the districts to two where those documents get you a one way ticket to the capitol on a transport filled with other district two peacekeepers, freshly graduated from the academy.

the next four years, you live that double life; rory hawthorne is dead and aurelius 'rory' cragg is who looks back at you in the mirror. you wear the uniform you had sneered at when your brother wore it, working street beats and eventually your way up to private events of those self important capitol citizens. there are rebels all over the capitol and through out the years, you work alongside them in different missions. you hold up the facade of this identity that isn't yours and work as a dead man in the dark, each success drawing that dream of going home that much closer- to see your brothers, your sister, your mother, your best friend- and each failure pushes it further away.

you're assigned to the tribute center this year-- a place you've spent the last few years avoiding each time the games roll around and with good reason. rory hawthorne was supposed to be dead as much as your heart yearns for that glimpse of home, you've kept your distance, never getting any closer to those victors from twelve than a television screen. for the first time, you argue against the assignment-- but you can't give an answer that will satisfy when pressed for why; you can't exactly tell your superior officer that you're supposed to be dead.

every time you turn a corner, you're afraid you're going to be found out. you've seen them- katniss and peeta with their boy rye ( he was so much smaller the last time you saw him, has it really been that long? ), haymitch and alex, gale and prim-- but you've taken great care that they don't see you. the things you have been helping to put into place over the last four years are starting to fall into motion and no matter how desperately you want to seek them out, you cannot risk anything going wrong.

you want to be able to go home with them when this is all over-- you can wait a little longer for your reunion.

ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜱɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ'ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʙᴇ ꜰʀᴇᴇ! ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴀᴅ ɪ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ᴛʀᴀᴠᴇʟ, ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴇɴᴅ… ɪ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ꜱᴇᴇ

TFLDR + EXTRAS

rory is gale's younger brother, second born, typical middle child.

after their dad died, gale took on everything and was 100% rory's idol for his entire childhood and into his teenaged years

grew up as childhood besties with prim he was her self appointed guard dog growing up

gale became a peacekeeper just as rory was entering puberty which of course meant he had to be a real shithead to gale about it for longer than he probably should've

he joins the rebellion and starts working in the mines at sixteen bc he's going to prove a point to gale. dont ask him what the point is

when he's 23, a fellow miner in his crew drops dead after being denied a moment to rest after complaining of chest pains and rory gets in an altercation with some peacekeepers.

later after warning the foremen of a shafts instability, there's a cave in that kills a handful of miners and rory organizes an impromptu strike that leads in a riot and violent altercation between d12's miners and peacekeepers.

rory and two other 'co-conspirators' are flogged publicly for inciting rebellion and are set to be sent to the capitol to become avoxes. rebels help to sneak him out and hide him in the coal being transported to the capitol that's stopping in three. rebels in three help him heal up and get him on a train to six and from six he walks to thirteen.

he spends three years training in 13 before he's sent on assignment to the capitol as an undercover peacekeeper where he's been for the last four years.

this is the first year he's been assigned to the tribute center and he's trying very hard to maintain that low profile-- we'll see how well that works out.

short math: rory was 25 when he reached district 13 so it's been 7 years since he disappeared from district 12.

has an alias 'aurelius cragg' but he thinks that name is stupid and has established that you can get 'rory' out of aurelius

CONNECTIONS

EX BOYFRIEND -- so rory spent three years in d13 training and preparing nd between that hyperfocus, he found time to fall in love. maybe the two of them were in the same training squadron or just lived in the same area. maybe they've both fled from their districts seeking shelter in thirteen or maybe rory's the outsider who's coming into their home. however it happened, it happened and for at least while he was in thirteen, it was this bright spot of happiness in his life. but after a while, he gets restless and takes an assignment that separates the two of them and they split- amicably? less so? horribly? who knows! i think it could be fun

REBEL CONNECTIONS -- rory's been in the capitol for the last four years undercover so would love!! to come up with some connections that have developed while both of these characters have been fighting this quiet ( and not so quiet ) war behind enemy lines !! but also the rebels that helped him escape to thirteen by sneaking him out of twelve and then hiding him in three and even some in six like this network of people who are all fighting for freedom from the capitol who helped get him safe pls i beg

fr yall know im up for anything and everything let's just do this

[warrier-queann]

Everthorne songs:

[frick6101719]

Gale, pls? (Please take all the time you need)

Amazing I was listening to music this morning and thinking about Gale so I am READY

edit: here's a link

1. The Contender - The Glorious Sons

“I could have been a contender  But my head wasn't cold enough As a child my wild eyes made up for what I was not Now the chains rattle and I don't even care I'm too young to be sure And I'm far too old to be scared”

2. And So It Went - The Pretty Reckless

“And so it went The children lost their minds Crawlin' over bodies of those who gave their lives And the fists began to throw And the fire starts to blaze Don't you think they know They're the fuckin' human race?”

3. Crying In The Rain - AHA

“I'll never let you see The way my broken heart is hurting me I've got my pride and I know how to hide All my sorrow and pain I'll do my crying in the rain”

4. Don’t Look Back In Anger - Oasis

“I'm gonna start a revolution from my bed 'Cause you said the brains I had went to my head Step outside 'cause summertime's in bloom Stand up beside the fireplace Take that look from off your face 'Cause you ain't ever gonna burn my heart out”

5. Brilliant - Shinedown 

“Say it if you're one of us The beaten and the furious Been chastised, analyzed, for the very last time It's all the same (Believe it or not) But this ain't a game (And I'll never stop) So you better run for your life “Let me clear my throat, let me catch my breath Let my heart bleed out till there's nothing left It's my day to be brilliant”

~~~

give me a character or ship and i will make you a 3-5 song playlist

[the-problem-of-leisure]

Coryo & Lucy Gray Playlist

Down By the Water - PJ Harvey // I Let Love in - Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds // Runaway - Yeah Yeah Yeahs // Dark Doo Wop - Ms Mr // Black Song - White Lies // Want You So Bad - the Vaccines // Where Is My Mind - Pixies // Lust - the Raveonettes // Love Is Lost (Hello Steve Reich Mix) - David Bowie // I Wanna Be Adored - The Raveonettes // Blue Monday - New Order // America - XYLO // Obstacle 1 - Interpol // Under the Milky Way - Sia

[spazmonkeydb]

Of Tree & Tempest by ladymarvell

we're just two rebels with a cause. We spout speeches and long winded philosophies. our revolutionary hearts are given but brief reprieves under the shade of trees or our covers. We believe in the girl on fire, in strawberries and snares. and if we can't love each other as a lovers, we'll love each other as friends.

Rise and Fall by Sophie Hunger || We Don't Eat by James Vincent McMorrow || Sally's Song by Erutan || In A Manner Of Speaking by Nouvelle Vague || I Found You by Oh Land || Do You Want To Die Together by Stars || Never Trust a Burning Thing by Francis || Once Upon A December by Emilie Pandolfi

[foreversillythings]

Gadge Day Playlist

I’ve got several things planned for today (I’m so excited!), but I thought I’d start with this!

Some of these are from my personal “Gadge Writing” playlist and others I searched up specifically for this special celebration day playlist. These are all songs that make me think of Gadge, whether because of the lyrics or the general sound/feel of the piece. I hope you enjoy and let me know if you have any questions! 

Happy Gadge Day! :D

[sanjarka]

my tagging system

thg [ movie criticism ]

the hunger games [ meta, art, edit, random ]

everlark [ meta, quotes, headcanons, playlist, art, edit, random

katniss everdeen [ meta, quotes, random ]

peeta mellark [ meta, quotes, random ]

+ toastbabies

haymitch abernathy [ meta ]

gale hawthorne [ meta, random ]

madge undersee [ random ]

mine [ jana talks, asks, thg, dark, 1899, art, x ]

+ books, words, listening, lyrics i love, eurovision, dark netflix, 1899 netflix, about me

[constant-creative-chaos]

Fandoms I’ll write for and how to request them

Bold - Personal Favorites

Supernatural

Dean Winchester - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Sam Winchester - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Castiel - Platonic, Sibling

Jack Kline - Platonic, Sister, Romantic

Gabriel - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Charlie - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic (female reader )

Jo - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Ellen - Platonic, Child

Bobby - Platonic, Child

Claire - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

The Walking Dead 

Rick Grimes - Platonic, Child, Sibling, Romantic

Glenn Rhee - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

T-Dog - Platonic, Sibling

Shane Walsh - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Michonne - Platonic, Sibling, Child, Romantic

Maggie Greene - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Beth Greene - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic 

Tara Chamlber - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic (female reader)

Rosita - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Abraham - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Noah - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Daryl Dixon - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Carl Grimes - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Carol - Platonic, Child

Andrea - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Negan - Plationic, Child

Enid - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Jesus - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic (male reader)

The 100

Bellamy Blake - Plationic, Sibling, Romantic

Clarke Griffin - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

John Murphy - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Raven Reyes - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Wells Jaha - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Finn - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Octavia Blake - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Abby Griffin - Platonic, Sibling

Jasper Jorden - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Monty Green - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Marcus Kane - Platonic, Child

Lexa - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Indra - Platonic, Sibling

Anya - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Echo - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Lincoln - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Harry Potter

Harry Potter - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Hermione Granger - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Ron Weasley - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Cedric Diggory - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Draco Malfoy - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Fred Weasley - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

George Weasley - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Percy Weasley - Platonic, Sibling

Bill Weasley - Platonic, Sibling

Charlie Weasley - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Ginny Weasley - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Young!Sirius Black - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Young!Remus Lupin - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Young!James Potter - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Young!Lily Evens - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Sirius Black - Platonic, Sibling, Child, Romantic

James Potter - Platonic, Sibling, Child, Romantic

Remus Lupin - Platonic, Sibling, Child, Romantic

Lily Evens - Platonic, Sibling, Child, Romantic

Minerva Mcgonagall - Platonic, Child

Marvel

Peter Parker - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Natasha Romanoff - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Tony Stark - Platonic, Child,

Steve Rogers - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Bucky Barnes - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Wanda Maximoff - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Shuri - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

T’Challa - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Carol Danvers - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Loki Laufeyson - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Riverdale

Jughead Jones - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Betty Cooper - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Archie Andrews - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Veronica Lodge - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Cheryl Blossom - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic (female reader)

Toni Topaz - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Sweet pea - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Fangs - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic (male reader)

Kevin Keller - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic (male reader)

FP Jones - Platonic, Child

Fred Andrews - Platonic, Child

Chilling Adventures Of Sabrina

Sabrina Spellman - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Ambrose Spellman - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Nicolas Scratch - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Prudence - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Dorcas - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Agatha - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Harvey Kinkle - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Roz - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Theo - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic (male reader)

Caliban - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Zelda Spellman - Platonic, Child

Hilda Spellman - Platonic, Child

A Series Of Unfortunate Events

Klaus Baudelaire - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Violet Baudelaire - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Duncan Quagmire - Platonic, Sibling

Isodora Quagmire - Platonic, Sibling

Montgomery Montgomery - Platonic, Child

Kit Snicket - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Hunger Games

Katniss Everdeen - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Peeta Mellark - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Gale Hawthorne - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Finnick Odair - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Primrose Everdeen - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Haymitch - Platonic, Child

Effie Trinket - Platonic

Pretty Little Liars

Toby Cavvanah - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Caleb - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Ezra Fitz - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Maya - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic (female reader)

Emily Fields - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic (female reader)

Aria Montgomery - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Spencer Hastings - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Hanna Marin - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Alison Dilaurentis - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Shadow Hunters

Alec Lightwood - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic (Male Reader)

Jace Herondale - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Isabelle Lightwood - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Clary Fray - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Magnus Bane - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Simon - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

The Vampire Diaries

Damon Salvatore - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Stefan Salvatore - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Katherine Peirce - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Bonnie Bennett - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Caroline Forbes - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Jeremy Gilbert - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Tyler Lockwood - Platonic, Sibling

Klaus Mikealson - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Elijah Mikealson - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Rebekah Mikealson - Platonic, Sibling

Kol Mikealson - Platonic, Sibling

Marcel - Platonic, Sibling

Kai Parker - Platonic, Sibling

Alaric Saltzman - Platonic, Child

IT

Young!Bill Denbrough - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Young!Richie Tozier - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic (Male Reader)

Young!Beverly Marsh - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Young!Eddie Kaspbrack - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Young!Stanley Uris - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Young!Mike Hanlon - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Young!Ben Hanscom - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Bill Denbrough - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Richie Tozier - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic (Male Reader)

Beverly Marsh - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Eddie Kaspbrack - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Stanley Uris - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Mike Hanlon - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Ben Hanscom - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

The Haunting Of Hill House

Young!Steve Craine - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Young!Shirley Craine - Platonic, Sibling 

Young!Theo Craine - Platonic, Sibling

Young!Luke Craine - Platonic, Sibling

Young!Nell Craine - Platonic, Sibling

Steve Craine - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Shirley Craine - Platonic, Sibling

Theo Craine - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic (Female Reader)

Luke Craine - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Nell Craine - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Hugh Craine - Platonic, Sibling, Child 

Olivia Craine - Platonic, Sibling, Child

The Good Place

Tahani - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Chidi - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Eleanor - Platonic, Sibling, Romantic

Jason - Platonic, Sibling  

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[thefallenchildofthestars]

the selection!!! (pt.iii: the one)

***THIS WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS***

ahh the third book in this absolutely outstanding series. i still can’t believe that i am close to finishing this all in one day i feel like im a kid learning to love reading again. the thought of america in a strapless red dress with a slit all the way to her thigh absolutely has me screaminggggg. like i cant tell if i want to be america or fuck america. either way, i’d be okay. 

america really is the ideal girl to come out as a one. like she literally said hey screw these rebels just fight back for gods sake. like oKAY QUEEN (princess but soon enough, sorry that was so corny). but her and maxon when she realizes that it’s raining outside??? oh my goddddd AND NOW THEY ARE DANCING IN THE RAIN OH I COULD CRY RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOWWW. i like that it’s the rain scene that makes her realize that she loves him, truly. and i like the fact that she doesn’t blurt it out (something i probably would have done to ruin the moment, as i do). but i like that she is still a private person and understands that there is a time and place for everything and (almost) everything she does is calculated and thought out. 

ok so i spoke way too soon because i forgot that she got shot, but i love how they throw marlee back into the mix and they dont forget about her. and i love how maxon takes the time to learn america’s maids’ names. OH you know who aspen reminds me of? gale hawthorn from hunger games??? yes, the entire trio is a total paralell, besides america’s red hair. but maxon being blonde, and aspen being brunett. oh i hate kota so much, he is such an ass.

god the way she first tells him she loves him, how she was planning to tell him before he even told her that they were gonna get married, and how he decided to tell her through photography. AND THE FACT THAT THEY SLEPT TOGETHERRRR AND HE ACTUALLY SLEPT. he wrote her love letters. and now i am going to have to cry myself to sleep. 

HOLY FUCK I FORGOT THAT CELESTE DIES IN THIS WTF. 

“Break my heart. Break it a thousand times if you like. It was only ever yours to break anyway.”GOD IT GETS ME EVERY FUCKING TIME.

the queen dying i think was one of the more sadder parts. maybe just because i always wanted the mother figure like that in my life, as i had to raise myself with the help of my sisters. “she said i could call her mom” shattered my heart, but i can’t help but reach my heart out for maxon because she was the only humane thing in the damn place. 

oh my god his fucking proposal makes me cry every time too. goddddd

AND ASPEN WALKING MER DOWN THE ISLEEEEE BECAUSE HER DAD IS DEAD GOD I HATE THIS.

and now there sits an empty hole in my chest as i close out the pdf (bookmarkng it in my illegal books tab to reread later). this is truly such a good series and i am so excited that it’s getting its own movie adaptions on netflix. 

thank you so much for reading if you read all three of my review/rant things!!  i will now go make a pinterest board and spotify playlist to accomadate the series. ifyou liked this kind of thing, give me a follow and check out my podcast where i talk all about this stuff (lifeaccordingtoabigail on all streaming platforms).