#lucy's POV

[alidravana]

Day 17 of @118dailydrabble - APPROACH

Rated: T | Lucy's POV

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“Look, I know this isn’t my place to say-”

Buck scoffs as he finishes rolling the hose, Lucy watching closely as he leaves out the small loop exactly like Bobby taught him.

“But he misses you, Buck.  He’s been moping around harbour ever since the two of you broke up, and frankly, he’s being even more of a pain in the ass then he normally is.”  Enough of a pain that Lucy dared to approach Buck with this information in the first place.

“He broke up with me, Lucy.  Just blindsided me.  I had no say then, I have no say now,” Buck replied sadly.

“That’s bullshit, and you know it, Buck.  Let’s go get your man back.”

[xplore-the-unknwn]

This also reminded me of how she said that Katniss wasn’t quite ready to harvest yet. Saying like “Katniss will take some time but eventually it’ll have you dealt with.” and it did! Fate sent him a Karma in the form of Katniss Everdeen.

Katniss who was a reminder of Lucy Gray, of his loved ones, of everything Sejanus stood for. Katniss who was a reminder of his PAST SELF- of a time where he could’ve done the right choices (with Lucy Gray, Tigris, correcting his father's sins with Highbottom etc.) of a time where everything could’ve been different.

Snow mentioned Lucy Gray strongly believed in fate when she said “You’re mine and Im yours. It’s written in the stars.” Of course he didn’t believe it. So when she was gone and Coriolanus Snow chose to cross that line of evil never turning back, the stars made sure that he will be haunted of it to his death.

A masterclass of storytelling right there. Suzanne you icon, you legend.

[drdonogood]

If you're cold, he's cold. Let him in (to eat all of your raw fish)

[akimojo]

Honestly not sure if u like FFXV but mayyybe Draw Noctis? PLEASE 🙏

My opinions on ffxv may be mixed, but my love for noctis is absolute 😤

[rewrite-canon]

im going crazy with how people are starting to agree with snow that sejanus was really stupid and deserved what was coming to him. reading the books first should be a pre requisite to the movie idcccc if that takes away the wider audience, the wider audience all have smooth brains anyway.

“why was he colluding with rebels when he could’ve just thought about it pragmatically 🙄” i’m in your fucking walls. sejanus was never dumb, snow just kept pushing that perception of him through the book to deflect the fact that sejanus was an actual good person. snow thought himself the personification of good and benevolence, which was why everything he did had to have some half-assed excuse as to why he was justified in doing it. it was why he was actually tweaking in the woods when lucy gray left him, because he wanted to rid himself of her but he didn’t have an actual reason so he convinced himself of the most random scenario ever to justify trying to shoot at her. so we can establish that snow was an evil broke boy who clearly wasn’t good— then sejanus was a direct confrontation of snow’s own shortcomings towards that (i don’t think i have to detail how sejanus was genuine, it was obvious). coriolanus and sejanus are like the direct opposite characters of each other, and snow knew and took pride in this to an extent. which is why snow couldn’t admit that sejanus was good to himself, thus sejanus was deemed ‘stupid’ to protect his own deluded self actualisation (but this also includes other aspects like how the war made the plinths rich and the snows poor, leading to resentment and jealousy from snow).

“but that still didn’t mean he wasn’t doing dumb things throughout the book” was it really that dumb? a rebellion will always include some level of risk but i don’t hear anyone calling heavensbee stupid because it actually worked out for him. plus sejanus is district, so if we use our common sense of who he is as a character and emotional intelligence of his situation, it’s pretty easy to see why he would get in touch with rebels. he’s literally always yearned for the districts, he never once cared about his money or safety, which isn’t stupid, it’s sad. this was his way of dealing with the guilt of profiting from his people’s suffering— again, not stupid. you could argue he was reckless, especially when he went into the arena, but most people who simply cast him as a ‘dumb character’ ignore how troubled he is and fall into the very filtered lens of snow who was just concentrating on his stupidity.

sejanus’ growing radical actions had nothing to do with stupidity and everything to do with feeling helpless and like nothing was changing. he tried minor/low-risk things such as attempting to change the perception of the districts in the capitol, advocating against the hunger games etc etc. of course it didn’t work, so his options grew limited to more radical courses of action. its a natural line of thought— activists literally do it in real life when they feel as if their cause isn’t getting enough attention (eg. setting themselves on fire). sejanus is a desperate character who is so selfless in light of snow’s constant self-preservation. snow will always put himself first and be paranoid that he will be betrayed like he’s betrayed others, so he never understands sejanus’ disposition to help and trust people, so he labels him dumb. omg. like. sejanus is so not-stupid i’m actually gonna start freaking out!! this is defamatory leave my boo alone!! plz go read a book and work on media literacy i am begging!!!

[retrowitchy]

hiiiiiiiii i rly like ur lenore dove stuff on ao3 so far, do u have any headcanons about her other than what we know (which isn't much)

omfg thank you so much!!!! i LOVE lenore dove with all my heart and soul and bones and writing from her pov is fun for me because we don't get to hear directly from the minds of most of the covey characters in the series (might do some lucy gray stuff soon too, or maybe go more niche and start making shit up about barb azure because i love her lol). here are some thoughts i have on our girl!

lenore dove headcanons because i miss her <3

massive sweet tooth (this is like...canon adjacent (rip) but i don't think it's directly stated). she'll take any sweets she can get, but she enjoys walking by the bakery and seeing the mellark family at work, even if she doesn't have the means to pay for anything. otho is a softie, though, and sometimes he'll trade a hot bun for a song on her tune box !

i think she was one of those little kids that was a yapper, and then got quieter when she got older. we know from haymitch's pov that in school she was pretty quiet, but very talkative around him and her uncles- but i bet from ages like 4-8 or 9 she never stopped talking. that girl has a LOT on her mind.

it took her a minute to warm up to haymitch and trust him. not THAT long. but i think she's the sort of person to not reveal her full self until she really feels comfortable.

she's known haymitch since she was ten, but burdock is her first and oldest friend (since they're related).

i think clerk carmine in particular really looked up to lucy gray, and because of that, lenore dove gets almost all of her information on her from him. tam amber, too, but clerk carmine was just a kid when lucy gray disappeared, and i think would have viewed her as kind of a living legend/big sister ------ > meaning that lenore dove has a similar, awestruck, larger-than-life view of her. i also like the idea that the scrap of raspberry ribbon on the inside of her sleeve is directly from the rainbow reaping dress, and clerk carmine gave it to lenore dove himself.

after her first bought in prison, she was grounded for a month. haymitch would climb up the clematis trellis outside her window, sneak into her room, and bring her gifts and leaves and flowers from the Meadow, since she wasn't allowed out (not that she didn't try to escape many, many times in that month).

first kiss at age 12. it didn't take her that long to fall head over heels for haymitch, even though they were still kids. my best guess right now is that she would have kissed him in some impassioned moment where he said something she wholeheartedly agreed with on a topic she cared very much about (sort of a romione first kiss type of beat) and it just sort of happened. and he'd get all blushy and silly about it and she'd feel a little embarrassed but also not really because she does what she wants and she never does a thing without a purpose. (idk maybe i'll turn this into a drabble sometime)

i got a ton more but these are just off the top of my head right now before i run off to class <3 <3

[sisterofficerlucychen]

that's so true, gracie abrams

[astral-sphere]

[redfacedpalindrome]

i truly wish i knew how to make edits because i think if i don't find a brocedes edit to hot & heavy by lucy dacus in the next two business days i'll go insane

[esmiara]

A wild Lucy appeared!

[beargyufairy]

I'd love to see me from your point of view

[wylansvanhendriks]

there’s actually something so personal about how bc the books are from lucy’s pov it’s very easy to tell how she feels about lockwood vs the show giving us lockwood’s perspective and making it very easy to tell how he feels about lucy

[starman-john-tracy]

Little Spaceman [RP]

@mama-bird-tracy asked:

It's a warm Saturday morning, birds chirping outside one of the big windows of John's room when his Mom walks in. She's already dressed, and brushes a hand over John's hair to rouse him. "Good morning, little spaceman... Today's the big day, remember?" John does remember. Today they're going to see the newest space shuttle in the Outerspace, the biggest museum in the country. It's full of rockets and shuttles - from back when humans first managed to get up there to today. Even better: John's going with Lucille, his mother, and one of the researchers who worked on helping the museum with their collection. In other words, he's going for free, and he gets to see behind the scenes stuff too. John's shaken from his thoughts by Lucy forcefully pulling the blankets off his body, and pressing a cold hand to his stomach. It's often the only way to get you out of bed and moving. "C'mon, I baked pancakes. And you know how fast those disappear with Gordon and Alan around." A soft kiss presses against your hair, before she leaves to protect your plate from the hungry wolves that are your brothers. Yeah, today's gonna be good.

Eleven-year-old John Tracy, awake at the slightest creak of his floorboards, throws back his star-printed duvet and scrambles from his bed, squealing as he tries to escape his Mom's relentless cold hands.

Today's the day!

"I want syrup on mine!" John throws on clothes, a grey NASA t-shirt and blue jeans, and stuffs his feet into his slippers to race after her. Baby Alan has just started on solids, and that means more competition than ever for breakfast.

Part of John wishes his astronaut Father could be taking him to the Space Centre - but Jeff is on Moonbase Alpha with Uncle Lee for the next three weeks. Still, while his Mom might not be quite the same endless well of space facts, John really does appreciate her looking out for his interests. And with four brothers, he's excited to get out the house and spend time with her, one on one. They don't get that often at all. He sure is lucky that Grandma offered to take care of Gordon and baby Alan this weekend. And that his latest grade card came back full of A's.

He sneaks a plate out from the stack and takes the pancake pan from Scott with both small, skinny hands, nudging his helpful big brother out the way to cook his own pancakes. John can tell by the little batter left in the bowl that he's had at least five already.

"My turn!"

[prettyflyshyguy]

Nice day for a skinny dip.

[vickyvicarious]

20. pressing the other’s hand against their cheek, Mina/Lucy, for the hand holding game :)

11 August, morning.

"I am so sorry," Mina said again, fervent insistence in each word, and Lucy couldn't help but laugh. She had awoken late, and felt well rested for the first time in quite some time. True, it was a queer kind of restfulness - she could still vividly recall the strange, unsettling experience of the night before. The dream that had not felt like a dream, and the waking after which had felt so dreamlike. All the way home, she'd felt subdued and unsettled, easily led about by Mina like a thoughtless doll. Only worry for Mina's feet, and later fear of her mother learning of the misadventure, had truly been able to penetrate the fog around her mind. Once back in her own bed, it hadn't truly felt like falling back asleep so much as sinking a little deeper into waters she had been treading ever since Mina pulled her up from the depths.

It had been a weird and disturbing night, and her thoughts skittered away from examining it too closely. The pinch at her throat - and it was such a little prick, truly nothing for Mina to be concerned over! - was another reminder she would far rather leave behind than dwell on now. All the more given the way she felt so much lighter today, somehow. Perhaps it was simply the relief of such a dangerous event being resolved so simply, perhaps it was due to the deeper sleep in the wake of it, but this morning Lucy felt both more alive and more aware of being so than she had in some time.

It was all thanks to Mina. Dear, sweet, Mina, who even now could not help fretting about the tiny marks on her neck as though she had caused them with a deadly blade rather than a little pin.

"Mina - Mina," Lucy giggled, and caught up the hand hesitating against her collarbone in both of her own. "It's nothing at all. I don't even feel it. And I rather prefer it to the alternative; you know how I hate to be cold."

The joke did not seem to have the intended effect, with Mina's brows creasing even further in guilt. Lucy felt a sudden kinship with dear Arthur as she watched those little wrinkles deepen. Of course, she did not like what they told about Mina's distress, but the expression was so caring, it flooded her with a wash of deep affection for the wearer.

She tugged the hand she held up to her face, pressing it against her cheek.

"See, feel; I am not fevered. I am not suffering at all from last night, I promise. And it is only thanks to you that I am so well now." Lucy felt her voice tremble a little, and clutched Mina's hand a little tighter, guiding her own thoughts away from any dread of what might have been with the reminder of what had happened instead: Mina noticed when she was gone. Mina came to find her. Mina brought her safely home.

"I am so lucky to have you," Lucy whispered, and turned her face to nuzzle into the hand against her cheek. She closed her eyes, pressing a kiss to the center of Mina's palm. "Please, don't worry over me so."

Now that was a promise she knew her Mina could never honestly make. Lucy knew how closely she watched her. With her history of fickle health, she could hardly blame her, but it was so tiresome to always feel guilty for making others fear over her. She loved being healthy for its own sake. Having energy to dance, to play tennis and go on long walks, to properly enjoy a concert, to make conversation freely (when it was polite to do so, at least). Those were reasons enough, but chief over them all was when she could look at her mother or Mina and see them smile back fully without any nervous shadow hidden behind the expression. She counted herself lucky that Arthur had yet to see her in a period of weakness, if only not to have to see that look on his face as well. It was a boon she would happily give up to have him by her side now, of course, but the thought at least helped a little with missing him.

Mina was here though, and her brows relaxed a little, so Lucy kissed her palm again.

"Are you certain?" Mina asked softly, reaching up with her other hand to cup both Lucy's cheeks.

"Yes, silly," she laughed, and reached out to pull that sweet face closer and kiss it instead, once between each word: "Trust - me - and - relax, - darling."

Finally, finally Mina relaxed with a laugh of her own. "Yes, alright. Alright!"

She still didn't look truly happy, but that had been true since her arrival. Lucy could tell something was bothering her, but she didn't mind waiting. Mina would certainly tell her in time, and until then she was happy to offer distraction and comfort like this, instead. Lucky then, that Mina so obviously enjoyed it too - as proven by the way she continued to laugh with each break for air, and pressed forward eagerly herself as well.

Lucy drew back eventually... when she had to and no sooner. Grinning breathlessly at the flush spread over her friend's cheeks, she hopped out of bed.

"That's enough of that for now," she said, turning away towards her wardrobe. "I must get dressed. I want to go out today - the weather promises to be lovely."

Perhaps not the churchyard, today. And she would be sure to wear something around her neck if her dress alone did not cover the marks.

She'd rather Mina not be reminded of anything to make her worry again.

[reylosaurus]

it would probably cause me irreparable emotional damage if I ever witnessed the “you know I’d die for you” locklyle scene from the hollow boy in live action