#open!!

[nano-cache]

A Peacekeeper escort was becoming the norm. Out of his arena, through his victory tour, and now -- from his room to the mansion, having been forced to change his clothes. The camp uniform confiscated, back en route to the museum he'd snatched it from. And, just like that...an unruly victor's tantrum was squashed. Quelled. Successfully swept under the rug.

Nano was hiding now. Knees pulled to his chest, curled in the corner of an empty corridor beside a window where, even in the dark, he could see the outline of trees and plants. A garden, maybe. Probably. But everything reminded him of camp. He traced a shape idly in the condensation of the glass, murmuring in a low voice to Conny as she crossed her legs beside him.

"You know, half these people wish I died?" He was making light of it, if only because he was already gutted. "I actively heard someone say it would have been more interesting if you'd just stabbed me." Conny giggled at that, and the sound made him smile, made him feel a little less hollow inside. But she turned, her eyes landing on someone, so Nano turned too, head craning up to appraise the sight.

[cress-meadowforge]

Capture the flag. It was so juvenile, so silly, that it amused Cress to consider how it might play out. There had been no time for team activities in her arena, no games beside the larger one they were playing and the personal one Cress curated on her own. But there seemed to be fanfare for the occasion -- as there was fanfare for everything. Capitolites in costume, overindulging (even this early in the morning), making themselves easy prey for mentors and spies alike to pry for their respective wares: money or secrets, or some combination thereof.

"Well, isn't this festive?" Cress chirped, mimosa in hand as she lingered in the doorway, observing what appeared to be a brunch watch party for the impending game. And even though the announcement had been made less an hour prior, the room was already awash in orange and blue -- as the people were too. Monochromatic looks from wigs to heels and every inch powdered and painted between -- Cress admired the garishness of it, the absolute frivolity and charm. "I don't think we're welcome without clearly stating our allegiance," she joked, warmly acknowledging the presence beside her. "So what will it be?" The entryway was lined with pieces for patrons to borrow and wear, all color-coordinated for the two teams. "Orange or blue?"

[pure-patissiere]

“ Ahh , clementines and blood oranges won’t be in season much longer . . . maybe I should make something with them . . . “

[sweet-sinnamxn]

" Ugh , my back is killing me . . . "

Plomps her tiddies on the counter .

[mellopawna]

YOOO I'm back yall, gonna try my best to be more active and Im gonna be opening Character QNA with my pikmin ocs!!

Yes I redesigned them btw!! ^^ my artstyle changed soo yeee, again you can ask Zeta and Deon! :3

[your-local-grinning-cat]

Open the gift?

…Didn’t I already do this?

…Yes, I did.

…And I will do it again.

OPEN!!!

😸😸😸

[astronomalyy]

parenting

[rixypill]

drew another indian miku‼️

i’ve always wanted to draw the sitar

[nano-cache]

"It's called Fool's Gold," Nano explained, even though he'd only learned about it two rounds ago. The three shot glasses sat on the bar, shimmering, flecks of gold interspersed throughout the iridescent liquid. "One is liquor, one is ether, and one is just holographic water they've dyed." The three looked nearly identical, and Nano lowered himself down, studying them, trying to parse it out. "Pick one. Play a round."

[cress-meadowforge]

"Let's try our luck, shall we?" Cress coaxed, slipping closer, looping her arm through. She nodded toward the fortune-telling mermaid perched on the dais in the corner of the room. "I've heard she's rather scathing, though, so don't say I didn't warn you."

[pure-patissiere]

There’s something about the quiet chill of the winter air that makes the baker feel . . odd . Resting her head on her palm , she let out a quiet sigh . Oh , hopefully people kept warm today . . 💧

[podcastwizard]

literally drinking a beer by the lake and still opened tumblr. some of us are beyond saving

[mxhlon]

"Shit, if you can think of somethin' better than Ball Brownies, you can have one for free," Mahlon challenged, since he'd made enough to get every sponsor in the Tower high. But marketing wasn't his strong suit. He'd always been a little blunt, a little on-the-nose. Tonight, from his costume to his customer service, he was spicin' things up. "Otherwise, now's the time to decide if you're gonna buy."

[purichou]

naomi osaka's US open r1 outfit!

[softwaring]

this reply kills me 😭 article link

[silentstar]

This meme except they're nice friends supporting each other :)