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the edits of my ocs in my head r fire btw

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In my next life I will be reborn as #james wilson.

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haysilee + prompt: fingers in mouth

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content warning: not sugesstive but it's awkward. so! don't like don't click. anna forces me to write at her leisure 2k24.

At his instruction, Maysilee holds still. Blood wells up through the bitten side of her cheek, and the metallic taste gushes in a small tide-pool of red. If it wasn't for Haymitch's fingers, re-wrapped in bandages previously by her own hands which openly examined the bleeding flesh, she'd bite down on her tongue at the intrusion. A testament to her boundaries and what she happens to allow in the living degradation of the Games. Stooping low enough to meet hell, and lower still. She still had time to debate taking a finger or two, albeit sparing him the simple mercy.

“Would your girl approve of her boy poking his fingers in someone else's mouth?” Maysilee finds herself in retort, and the quality of the sound is warbled by the active site of what lay on her tongue, and better yet quieted all together by his hushful sark.

“She's not my girl anymore, and it wouldn't matter. We're both dead out here, and I'd rather you wouldn't choke on your own blood.” His response is smooth, and the merchant girl finds herself racking her brain for when that development came in tow. Haymitch Abernathy, completely single as if there wasn't always a flower blooming open at his dispense; some femine desires always reaching him through glances and cacophonous giggles of flirtation as he moved down academic halls. She can't say it doesn't floor her that the boy was now for the taking, if not for the fact he were one of many tributes sentenced to death. It almost insites a feeling unforeign to her, stirring like a cup of warm brew in her body — the spoon making its reverberating clinks in her head.

“You seem eager to avoid my death.” She mumbles out around him, and he prods the cloth he had slipped in with his two digits against the bite mark, just about shutting her up.

“Yeah, well. You're all I've got out here, so your best bet is to keep quiet and at least avoid being decently bled out. You nearly bit a chunk out of yourself there.” It'd sweet her, if it wasn't for the caustic sounding croon he held, which writhed with kindness and affection riding its coattails in some place. If she had a mirror, Maysilee could bet all of her hereditary dimes that her face was ruddy with some sort of appreciation at his honesty, growing ever so ruptured with blush as he finally moves his fingers away, allowing her to cradle the cloth to the internal injury herself.

A last spot of blood makes a droplet right by the corner of her smile line, and as if automated by some drive, she feels a thumb wiping the carmine away, and grey eyes trained on her being.

It was foolish, the sickening feeling welling up inside of her as she turned away from him, still holding her half of an apple he willingly shared with her at his own expense, now branded by bites of shallow gore. But she was greatful, and could at least tick off another tally on her internal scoreboard: Maysilee, II — and his girl back home, none.

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"what do you do to contribute to society" i post my ocs to tumblr dot com lol.... 5 people on there like them.......

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yuna hipolito

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guys i am not joking when i say i JUST got home

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PROOF IN CASE YOU NEED IT

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I WILL I WILL... i am Very late though..

has anyone done sgitheanach miku or do i have to.....

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Missing Fred Hampton extra 🙏🏼🙏🏼 now that was a man who could truly unite the people

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It's been 20 years today since David Shore looked at all the weirdos, cripples and faggots in the world and went pspspspsps

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Look I love Ethel Cain/Hayden and her music very much and elements of her most recent post about ideaologies in the US are very poignant and well thought out.

But, “minorities are punching sideways”???

See that 85%? Yeah, and it’s much higher amongst Black women and older generations of Black people.

Maybe some minorities are punching sideways, but keep my people out of your mouth. There is a reason the US government has tried to prevent Black people from voting for centuries. It’s because Black Americans have ALWAYS been change makers.

Let’s focus on those Neo-Nazi white men (and women) rather than blaming those who will be directly affected by Trump’s policy for his re-election.

Not a day in American history has gone by that Black people weren’t VERY aware of the “lack of love” in the US. It has permeated our lives since this country’s foundation. Trump was no surprise for us.

(Also, “maybe buy a gun”? I don’t think the answer to the profound anti-collectivism in the US is upholding the individualistic mentality that the only person who will protect you is you. Community is more important than fear mongering.)

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stop crying real tears rn my new physio is the most helpful anyone has ever been. what's her name you ask? pippa.

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im gonna cry today has been god awful. what the actual fuck i hate people so much

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what’s it like to be famous bel

HELP 😭

i was so shocked when it blew up i was like.... im bel district nine weirdo who dabbles in multifandom madness occasionally. How.

but im so happy with the response it got because now people have an actual alternative to suicide jokes. Bel changing the world one post at a time /HARD JOKE 😭

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guys reblog this version

this is so shit i need [remembers suicide jokes are bad for my mental health] mouse bites to live

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being a minor in the thg fandom with adult thg mutuals is kinda like what katniss felt in 75th being around a bunch of adult victors. except none of you want to kill me <3

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if ur ever concerned abt what i post pks know it could be one hundred times worse