#thanks for asking nonnie!

[beatleswings]

Why do you like Carmen?

Hi Anon! You're asking why I like "Carmen mi amor"? Well, I'll tell you.

OK, I know the girl at the end of Don's contender slideshow is probably just some random girl but I love how most of the fandom has pretty much agreed that she's Carmen and she was probably put in those hideous clothes just so she can stand out from the girls around her. But aside that, I love how cute she looks and I love her hair but I wanted to change it up her outfit but kept her love for pink and wearing polka dots so she'd look better, even un-dotted her eyes and gave her hazel eyes!

But as to why I like her. While we don't know much about her except she's Don's beloved (even his VA for PO Wii thinks this and bonus, his wife's name is Carmen too) and he always calls out her name (or if you think he's just referencing Carmen from the titular opera) and she may or may not have dumped him (it's never been confirmed but implied) but that aside, I like Carmen because the hopeless romantic in me loves the idea of Don having a girlfriend who he is so madly in love with that he dedicates his fights to her and even risks getting his ass kicked just for her. And him having a girlfriend who is just as romantic as he is. Yes, he's a "ladies' man" but I see his "ladies' man" thing more as a stage persona that he adopted from when he actually used to be a ladies' man before he started dating Carmen, which really fits his cocky personality.

And I'm one of those fans who dislikes the "Carmen dumps Don for losing to Mac" theory and especially the "Carmen leaves Don for Super Macho Man" theory. Again those are theories and people are entitled to have it or like it, but I personally like the idea of Carmen being this sweet, loving and supportive girlfriend who even though she will get overwhelmed by the negative press of Don's loss to Mac, she still stays with him anyway and considers him a winner, even encouraging him to keep boxing. And she's one of those people who can put up with Don being so overdramatic. I can even see her dress goth along with him as her way of showing support. And she isn't bothered by him having fangirls (she can relate to them) or his ladies' man persona (again she knows it's just his on-stage persona and he used to be like this).

Plus...I love how she contrasts with him; the pink to his red, the blonde to his brunet, the bubbly to his gruff, etc. I'm a sucker for relationships like that, where they're different with some things but share some similarities (being romantic, love dancing, and this one is more my headcanon, they're both bi). And I love the idea of this girl just bringing out his soft spot, this girl who turns him into a lovesick teenager, and someone who loves him despite losing to a teenager, being cocky, wearing a toupee, etc.

And even with that...dress...she's pretty much a style icon. Pretty much inspired the model and fashion designer headcanon.

Something about this girl just...interests me. :p

[strebcr-a]

What other series do you like mun? :3 /gen

if were talking games/VNs:

Undertale/Deltarune

The when they cry series especially higurashi

DDLC

Sonic

Identity v

FNF

Skullgirls

Helltaker

Shipwrecked64

Danganronpa

Ib

Anything by Funamusea

Mouthwashing

Sucker for love

Cooking companions

Toilet in wonderland

Dreaming Mary

DEEMO

The path

Sally face

Mad rat dead

FATE

Hatoful boyfriend

One shot

Monster prom

Kinitopet

(There's probably more I'm forgetting but here it is :^) )

Some games I've been meaning to get into are:

Hello Charlotte

Ace attorney

Goody two shoes

Song of Saya

Alicemare

Night in the woods

Persona

Metaphor ReFantazio

Shin Megami Tensei

Lobotomy corporation

Needy streamer overload

Mad father

Misao

Way more digimon games

Miside

[bigbadwolfpuppy]

5, 10, 31, and 37!! <3

thank you for asking nonnie xoxo

5 . Pee yourself or get peed on

now THIS one is HARD. probably get peed on UNLESS it’s peeing myself while getting fucked in which case that one

10 . Sex while high or sex while drunk

drunk sex my belooooovvvvvveeeeed

31 . Goths or preps

as a goth, I am more attracted to other goths but sometimes I love the contrast of me x someone very preppy/girly

37 . Popular girl or childhood friend

I’ve had so many popular-girl-bullies-me-into-serving-her fantasies soooooo that one (plus my childhood friends turned into horrible people lmao)

[luucypevensie]

OC question of the week: Has anyone ever claimed any of your OCs as their child? How'd your OC feel about that?

Oh basically @daughter-of-melpomene, @dancingsunflowers-ocs, and @ginger-grimm have claimed pretty much all of my OCs as their children, but more specifically my Glee OCs and my TW OCs and the Lewis siblings.

Honestly, I think they’d all love the love at some point or another because Fae, Alexandra, and Anna are the best people I know. I’m sure some of them might be wary at first like Allison, who takes a little bit longer to trust, but in the end she would die for them like anyone else she loves

[everydayyoulovemeless]

If I were to suggest a NSFW post, are there any characters that are hard "NO"s for you?? I'm just wondering in advance I don't want to cross any boundaries. I was thinking New Vegas specifically

As long as they’re of age, then I’m down.

Legion members are a bit iffy just ‘cause of how they are in general, but it’d honestly just depend on the context (if that makes any sense?) like if I have to imply r*pe then I’d rather avoid it, but besides that, I'll write for whoever :)

[youvebeenlivingfictional]

2, 4, 6 AMA🤗

2. When’s the last time you went on a date? Like...Three years ago? It was bad lol

4. What type of shoes do you wear? Usually either white sneakers (the most basic of all basics) or black boots (the second most basic of all basics)

6. where are you right now? My little office! Gettign ready to start my day (blegh)

[enviedear]

Girl from the north country was so sweet I loved it sm! Your writing is so cute I love <33 any plans for a part two?

yes i have a few ideas and requests for a p.2, so eventually when i have more time i’ll get to writing on it! i just can’t leave papa!billy alone. and yeah of course his kid(s) call him papa. pa, when they’re older— but your daughter will still call him papa if she wants something

[paper-lilypie]

Your Sonic fic had me giggling and kicking my feet happily.

IM GLAD BC THEY GOT ME GIGGLING AND KICKING MY FEET TOO

[3amfanfiction]

You wrote this about Simon: “At this lieutenant, already chewed up and spit out by the world. More scars than skin at this point. You wonder how many people only see the scars and not the shivering body underneath it, waiting for a soft touch.”

I’d LOVE to read more of this - i wanna be the one to offer him the soft touch he wants so badly, maaaan! He’s just so big n’ strong but i want to let him curl up against me while i pet him until he stops shivering

This came through at the perfect time. I had the desire to write but I was picking at all my wips half heartedly bc none of the them were what I wanted.

But this? This I wanted.

So thank you again and please enjoy 1.5k words of acclimatizing Simon to soft touches.

<33

Ask referencing this post.

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He scared you, the first time you saw him.

Not because of how big he was (tall, thick, muscular) or the look in his eyes (cold, dismissive, too watchful), not even because of the scars themselves (numerous, expansive, tragic).

It was because you knew any interaction would come across as a threat. He had that look in his eyes that said he'd seen the worst of what the world had to offer and he persisted through luck and spite equally. Now he was sat in front of you, too disciplined to let his skin shiver but hating being seen. Hating that you were looking.

When you met him it was through a friend of a friend sort of thing. One of your friends was seeing a Scottish boy and invited you out for drinks with them. You had no reason to say no so you found yourself sitting at a high-top doing your best not to bother the man sitting quietly to your right.

His gruff, Simon, during introductions was the only thing he had said in the last hour, content to sit quietly and watch. Almost outside of the group even though he was sitting at the same table. You made sure to include him when you were speaking to the group, your eyes darting to each person as you spoke, not leaving anyone out. But you made sure to never direct a hard question at him that required an answer. It was all, I bet you never have a problem seeing over the crowd. or I'll grab everyone a drink while I'm up or Sorry, I'll be out of your space in a moment, my jacket was getting a little warm.

He would look at you. Every time you spoke to him he wouldn't shy away from eye contact but that was where his involvement ended. Never a head nod or shake, never a verbal answer.

By the end of the night you were positive he didn't like you. He didn't dis-like you but he didn't like you, you were pretty sure. That was okay though. You'd done your best not to infringe on his space, not wanting to step on his toes. You thought you had done a good job all around and put it out of your mind, the interaction over and done with and no longer needing to be reviewed.

What you never realized was Simon's shoulders lowered a whole inch throughout the course of the night.

\\\

You called your friend out on the number of times she invited you to hang out with Johnny and Simon, flat out asking if she and Johnny were trying to set you and Simon up through subtle double-dating.

"No!" She leaned forward grabbing your hand, her eyes looking earnestly into yours, "I promise it's not like that. Johnny told me he's pretty much all Simon has. Well, their team is. So they're always together when they're home. I don't want Simon to feel like a third wheel or left out or anything."

And you believed her. This was one of her strong suits, always looking out for others. That's probably why you two got along so well, a pair of givers, the both of you. And she had a point. The idea of Simon sitting awkwardly with the other two as his only companions made something twist in your stomach. You didn't want that for him.

So you kept seeing Simon and you kept doing your best to give him space but include him at the same time. You were shocked the first day he spoke to you but the fact that it was a bad joke made a sort of perfect sense.

"What's the best way to carve wood?"

You looked over at him in shock that this was what he chose to break the ice with. At the same time you were delighted and you couldn't help but feel giddy at the prospect of Simon telling you a joke. A bad one by the sound of it.

"How?"

"Whittle by whittle."

"That was absolutely terrible."

He smiled to himself if his eye crinkles had anything to say about it. That giddy feeling bubbling up inside you was getting unsettlingly big right about now. You looked at the ground and bit your lip to keep from a cheesy grin of your own breaking out.

Before you knew it he had no problem speaking to you. While never particularly verbose, he would respond to comments directed towards him, offer his opinion if options were offered, and kept telling awful jokes.

You were hopelessly charmed.

You broke your own rules and reached for him first.

You were sat next to him on a bench, the sun setting and the evening air cooling further. He had told you another one of his god-awful jokes when you unthinkingly swatted out with your hand, brushing his arm. His muscles jumped and his arm tensed right before you made contact as if bracing for a hit. An involuntary reaction to someone reaching for him. It was a horrifying realization.

You sobered quickly and your chuckle died off awkwardly. You turned to face forward, looking out at the street, watching for any sign of your friend or Johnny who had stepped into the store for a quick moment leaving you and Simon to find a bench while you waited. You hoped that if you didn't draw attention to it then your faux pas would pass unmentioned.

You let out a relieved sigh when Simon continued with another comment, not taking your overstepping to heart. By the time the other two had rejoined you the whole situation was forgotten, water under the bridge. You didn't think of it again until it was the end of the night with everyone about to go their separate ways.

When you said goodbye to Simon he said it back, reaching out to brush his hand down your arm in return in almost the exact same spot as where you'd touched him earlier.

Your heart skipped a beat before picking up a double pace. You couldn't help but beam at him, a wide grin splitting your face even as he grunted and turned away, likely embarrassed by your show of emotion.

Today had been a good day after all.

You thought you had ruined it for a moment there, thankful when Simon seemed to brush past it. You hadn't expected him to reciprocate in the same manner though.

Maybe he really did like hanging out with you. You never doubted it for a second.

\\\

It took time–a slow steady build to where you ended up, curled up on the couch together with Simon laying on top of you. You both had your tops off to bask in a little skin-to-skin time.

You'd been together for a few months at this point and it was like night and day to compare him to the Simon you met all that time ago. This one couldn't keep his hands off you to save his life. It was a slow warm-up to get past his walls in a way that wasn't upsetting to either of you. Soft touches that slowly built, leading to hand holding, to hugging, to kissing, to this.

You dragged your fingers slowly up his back, fingertips catching on raised scar tissue before continuing on, ever moving. He hummed into the crook of your neck where he had buried his face when you switched from fingertips to nails, gently scratching the skin.

You loved spending time like this, feeling Simon melt into you, eager for every touch he could get. If you were sitting still and Simon was in the vicinity you could bet that he would be pressed against your side before too much time had passed. Eager for the soft caresses you always had for him.

He was starved for touch and you wanted to feed him.

So you offered, again and again in the beginning–most times with no luck, to let him touch you. On the couch watching TV? Your arms would open, inviting a hug when he walked by. At the table? Your head was tilting up for a kiss if he wanted one. Passing each other in the hallway? You'd raise your hand and hold it in front of you, letting him press his big barrel chest into your palm if he wanted.

It was a slow acclimatization that brought you to today and the taste was all the sweeter for the time you had poured into it.

You lifted a hand to drag it through the spiky hairs at the back of his head, enjoying his groan of contentment. It sounded like he was already halfway asleep and you knew you wouldn't be leaving this spot for a while.

Might as well settle in and get comfortable. You familiarized him to gentle touches, now he was insatiable for them. He would be consuming them from you greedily for as long as you offered.

[awesomefringey]

Hi Sabine if you could please spread this, this account lists all the memorials planned for Liam across the world and regularly updates them, for those who wish and are able to attend https://x.com/HS_News_/status/1847077799942934740

Sending lots of love ❤️❤️❤️

LIAM PAYNE MEMORIAL

Europe:

🇬🇧 London | October 20 - 2pm | Hyde Park

🇬🇧Liverpool | October 19 - 2pm | Docks on keel wharf bridge

🇬🇧 Glasgow | October 20 - 2pm | Sir Walter Scott Statue in George Square

🇬🇧 Manchester | October 20 - 6pm | Cathedral Gardens

🇬🇧 Birmingham | October 20 - 4pm | Chamberlain Square

🇧🇪 Brussels | October 19/20 - 2pm | Parc de Bruxelles

🇫🇷 Paris | October 20 - 2pm | Jardins des Tuileries

🇩🇪 Munich | October 20 - 3pm | Olympiahalle

🇪🇸 Madrid | October 20 - 3pm | Plaza de Santa Ana

🇸🇪 Stockholm | October 19 - 6pm | Svartensgatan 8

🇵🇹 Lisbon | October 27 - 6pm | Meo Arena, Oriente

🇮🇹 Milan | October 20 - 3pm | Piazza Duomo

🇺🇸 US:

Newark - Delaware | October 19 - 4pm | Glasgow Park

NYC | October 19 - picnic* at 11am and another event at 6pm | Washington Square Park

*Picnic RSVP : https://partiful.com/e/2WoJi0Onf8jWijlyFU8E

Boston | October 19 - 2pm | Boston Common

Chicago | October 19 - 2pm | Gather at Grandmother’s Garden outside of Lincoln Park Zoo

Los Angeles | October 19 - 4:30pm | La Cienaga** Park in Beverly Hills

**RSVP : https://partiful.com/e/P5qPcaZkgLizNYhzP0mm

South-America:

🇧🇷 São Paulo | October 27 - 2pm | Parque Ibirapuera

Oceania:

🇳🇿 Auckland | October 20 - 2pm | Freyberg Square

🇦🇺 Sydney | October 20 - 11am | Hyde Park (Memorial fountain)

Asia:

🇮🇳 Mumbai | October 20 - 5pm | Marine Lines, Opposite Pizza by the Bay

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EDIT: added Boston

[ellierium]

more college basketball player!ellie 😵‍💫😵‍💫

hola.... its mr put it on.... here to put you guys back onto college basketball player!ellie

✧༺༻∞

she's definitely not the tallest on the team. fastest, for sure. quiet on her feet that it usually freaks her teammates out. you see it all the time, its one of the things that makes you laugh the most when you're at the gym with them. deciding to be one of the coach's assistants wasn't exactly your first choice for your odd job of the year, but you needed the cash and it wasn't like you were going to ta for that one ethics professor again... dude gave you the heebie jeebies. but getting to watch a bunch of sweaty girls curse at each other and run back and forth across the court was nice. you got a comedy show, new jokes to steal, and you even got to see the one and only ellie williams in her element. number one choice for the wnba draft and that was a huge deal, apparently, if those tiktoks you kept getting were anything to go by. its not that you didn't give a shit about sports – the olympics is always fun, even the world cup managed to get your attention every now and then – but college sports? you can't say you ever really cared. but living in a college town for 2 years and counting is starting to change all that.

ellie being one of the stars on the team is really a treat – her teammates don't let it get to her head and they clown on her every chance they get. unfortunately, they have a bad habit of horsing around, which would be fine if it weren't for the fact that it impacts you as a bystander, who happens to sit by the edge of the court. and, of course, it would be fine if it weren't for the fact that the ball has to hit you in the head before anyone has a chance to yell "look out!" you're not dead, or dying, so you kind of swat away any hands that try to grab you. your hand is pressing into your head where the ball hit you, and the pounding is definitely going to be felt for the rest of day and night. how joyous, truly, to be honored with such– "hey," a voice calls, "could you– move your hand, c'mon–" "–i'm fine, dude, really–" you answer quickly, looking up to squint at ellie who tries to reach for you. "you're bleeding, so i'm not sure that counts as 'fine'." you curse under your breath, pulling your hand away from your head to check the damage. some blood is smudged over your fingers and you sigh, partly because of fatigue and partly because your mom's gonna overreact when you call her later and say something like– "you should really be more aware of your surroundings." you immediately glare at ellie who only sports a sarcastic grin, hair pulled back in a low and short pony tail. she offers you a towel for your head, and you wipe your hand before pressing it to the small wound. your eyebrow twitches in vague annoyance, but you do find it amusing. "for someone who is supposedly the number one draft pick, i'd assumed your hand-eye coordination wouldn't be so shit." ellie barks out a laugh, head hanging as she chuckles. its nice– its usually a little hard for the others to make her laugh so this is a win for you. you chuckle, too, ignoring the throbbing in your head. ellie nods her head towards the nurse's station by the back of the gym. "c'mon, lets make sure you'll live through this." after helping you up, she pauses to make sure you're steady, then starts walking slowly with you. "i'm ellie, but i guess you knew that. can't say i know your name."

you snort, pressing the towel harder into your head.

"yeah, well, lets see what comes first: you figuring out my name or your hand-eye coordination."

[strebcr-a]

I like ur art is there any way to support you?

Yeah I have a redbubble :^)

[blighted-lights]

Hi Blight!

If you're still taking request, can you draw something sweet with Soundwave and Ravage? Maybe with them cuddling or Soundwave comforting her (or him? I've seen you use both for Ravage, so whichever!) through a pain flare-up or something? Idk, I'm just in the mood for something sappy with them haha. Thanks!

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the most amicas that have ever existed. i am ALWAYS sappy about these two. something something best friends being deeply loyal to one another and helping each other through their worst days, something something they're their worst and best selves while with each other

i actually got a few similar asks for these two, so i kinda mashed em all into one! my drawing requests are still open; gimmie more ravage requests!

[littlelioncub43]

Hi, sex addict bucky anon here, once again, I raise you, Bucky with a SO who is also a sex addict, like his SO is the kinda person who just causally masturbate’s, maybe because shes horny, maybe shes just bored, but either way she is more than willing to indulge bucky, hell she probably enables it. Mutual masturbation being a very big thing in there relationship

*Steve Harvey voice*:

YEEEEEEEESSSSSS!!!!

It's a regular thing. Somehow you two always end up with your hand between your legs playing with yourselves like animals in heat. Your favorite is when you're in bed or on the couch, both of you kneeling and facing each other; Bucky has his sweats pushed down low enough to have his cock out while he uses his flesh hand to stroke himself (he likes the feeling of skin on skin the most). His vibranium hand is gripping your hair while you both make out and moan into each other's mouths. You've got your panties pooling at your knees while your fingers glide in and out at a dizzying pace (which Bucky matches with his hand on his dick).

"Mmm! Yes! Yes! Faster, baby, faster!" He moans into your mouth, his hips starting to thrust so he can fuck his hand. You obey instinctively, your own hips grinding into your hand. "Mmmngggfffuuuuck let me touch you..." He begs in a gruff, breathy voice. The next thing you know, his metal fingers are pistoning in and out of your wet little pussy while he humps your hand at an equally rapid pace.

It feels so much better when you're the one touching him, so it doesn't take long for him to cum all over your hand and your thighs while you gush around his vibranium fingers. Thankfully, he's hard again within seconds so he just keeps fucking your hand until neither of you can take it anymore.

[mollywog]

almost 2 weeks out from Sunrise on the Reaping, what are your thoughts on the book??

Thank you for the ask nonny!

I’ve currently got the SOTR tags blocked while I try to sort my feelings, but let’s just say I’m frustrated.

“Oh but Molly, you’re just upset because your headcanons were wrong”

I’m upset because the character we, the readers, (as well as Katniss and Peeta for that matter!) thought we understood and trusted was all an… act?… an outright lie?

There's only one way Haymitch could have won, and Peeta says it just as I'm reaching this conclusion myself.

"He outsmarted the others," says Peeta.

Oh my loves, but how wrong you are…

Sunrise on the Reaping Critical under the cut

Let’s talk about the 2nd Quarter Quell Recap from Catching Fire

Haymitch's name is called last of all. It's more of a shock to see him than my mother. Young. Strong. Hard to admit, but he was something of a looker. His hair dark and curly, those gray Seam eyes bright and, even then, dangerous.

Dangerous? I guess?

Also including this to remind y’all of what Haymitch looks like, since he doesn’t really bother to mention it. There’s a decent amount of discussion about the difference in Merchant class vs Seam, but suddenly we seem to be shying from discussing skin tones?…

Whatever, moving on

"So, Haymitch, what do you think of the Games having one hundred percent more competitors than usual?" asks Caesar.

Haymitch shrugs. "I don't see that it makes much difference. They'll still be one hundred percent as stupid as usual, so I figure my odds will be roughly the same."

The audience bursts out laughing and Haymitch gives them a half smile. Snarky. Arrogant. Indifferent.

"He didn't have to reach far for that, did he?" I say.

Snarky. Arrogant. Indifferent. and according to Sunrise Haymitch- completely an act! But… that’s what we see in the trilogy, so… is his personality through the first three books all an act as well? One that not even Peeta sees through?

24 years of drinking have made his curated interview persona his real personality… chalk it up to literary irony or something… I guess

But what she doesn't know, and what he does, is that the ax will return. And when it flies back over the ledge, it buries itself in her head.

Meanwhile

Perhaps that Capitol-loving, rule-abiding, snot-green-wearing Career will be afraid to follow me beyond the established boundaries of the arena.

…

My knees, already on the verge of giving way, fold like wet cardboard and I collapse to the dirt as the ax whistles over my head into the canyon.

That’s when I remember the force field. And what happens to dropped objects. I watch, breathless, for what the love of my life would call poetic justice.

No Katniss, he didn’t lead the District 1 girl back to the ledge to set a trap. He just thought she wouldn’t follow him past the hedges because… ???

Adrenaline, blood loss, whatever, whatever, whatever, but now all of the sudden he’s not outsmarted the games, they have outsmarted him.

Finally Peeta says, "That force field at the bottom of the cliff, it was like the one on the roof of the Training Center. The one that throws you back if you try to jump off and commit suicide. Haymitch found a way to turn it into a weapon."

lol - nope! We’ll call it a(n un)happy coincidence?

Trilogy Haymitch is perceptive and smart. He’s strategic and thinking several steps ahead… It least that’s what I thought… But where was that guy in SOTR? And how did he become those things while drowning himself in liquor for 2.5 decades?

"Not just against the other tributes, but the Capitol, too," I say. "You know they didn't expect that to happen. It wasn't meant to be part of the arena. They never planned on anyone using it as a weapon. It made them look stupid that he figured it out. I bet they had a good time trying to spin that one. Bet that's why I don't remember seeing it on television. It's almost as bad as us and the berries!"

Why exactly aren’t they showing reruns of that? Seems like Plutarch did a good job patching that up. If it wasn’t too rebellious to not show in the recap and wasn’t seditious enough to make a public example out of him (he wasn’t punished for that! That was freak house fire and appendicitis! If he didn’t have bad luck he wouldn’t have any at all.) Then why haven’t Katniss & Peeta watched recaps of his game, if only to torment Haymitch?

"Almost, but not quite," says Haymitch from behind us.

In what universe is Haymitch, with intent, nearly breaking the arena twice not as bad as the berries?!?! In what world is he still alive when the Gamemakers have sent mutts to target tributes after lesser offenses?!?!

I guess in the one where president Snow is more interested in keeping Haymitch alive long enough to watch his Covey girlfriend die…

And I understand, Haymitch’s likely not at liberty to explain all that on a Capitol train, but ffs if SOTR was the intention all along - give us a hint that that’s not the full story!! Even if Katniss doesn’t pick up on it, Peeta would have! And Katniss would have noticed Peeta reacting even if she didn’t know what it was about!

Side note: Now I’m laughing, because, were the Gamemakers pissed that the allies were cooking tree rat meat on the forcefield in the third QQ- Hey!! You’re not supposed to do that! That’s not it’s intended purpose! This is treason!!

I've spent all these weeks getting to know who my competitors are, without even thinking about who my teammates are. Now a new kind of confidence is lighting up inside of me, because I think I finally know who Haymitch is. And I'm beginning to know who I am. And surely, two people who have caused the Capitol so much trouble can think of a way to get Peeta home alive.

This is a big revelation for her!! (and the reader) and SOTR yanks the carpet out from underneath us.

Sorry Katniss - guess you were wrong 🤷‍♀️ how does that make you feel about yourself or your chances now? 🙃

Katniss and Haymitch’s understanding and trust of each other is so important and the implications of SOTR is that it was all based on lies… and how is that love?!

I don’t know guys, this book has left playing my own game of real and not real

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Update:

I nod, then let the conversation drop. But secretly I'm wondering if Haymitch sobered up long enough to help Peeta and me because he thought we just might have the wits to sur-vive. Maybe he wasn't always a drunk. Maybe, in the beginning, he tried to help the tributes. But then it got unbearable. It must be hell to mentor two kids and then watch them die. Year after year after year. I realize that if I get out of here, that will become my job. To mentor the girl from District 12. The idea is so repellent, I thrust it from my mind.

This is also SO much more compelling (to me) and says more about his character than Haymitch’s immediate decent into drinking after Lenore Dove’s death.

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And to be fair, I will say, there is also a little bit of frustrations around HCs being wrong as well

My big example: I think Mr. Everdeen being Haymitch’s best friend doesn’t add any depth to Haymitch’s bond with Katniss it cheapens it - it said more about his character when he snapped out of his haze and stepped up for two random feral kids rather than him having his decision tied up in his old BFF’s daughter (especially after Burdock and Asterid were the last to stick around and Katniss spends a lot of time over three books talking about debts and owing), who he’s been paying attention to for years apparently?!? (And in all that time he never thought to buy a god damned squirrel (or cheese!) to help his old friend’s clearly struggling family?!? At this point Mr. Mellark is doing more for the Everdeens based on some 30 year old crush) Meanwhile - doesn’t all that mean that Haymitch never actually intended to help Peeta in the arena even before he wrote himself off?!?

Real or Not Real?

[tonycries]

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