I love the head canon that all the accessories we see Effie slowly acquire throughout the Mockingjay movie was given to her by Haymitch or Katniss, maybe Peeta too once they get him back, as they go out into the ruins.
Haymitch and kids: Oh this looks like something wife/mom would like. YOINK
Bonus points if they find one that has gold or gold paint on it.
Effie treasures every single piece the give her.
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Made the grave mistake of deciding to watch One Season of the show I agreed to be in a cosplay group of knowing full well I can’t be normal about any media I consume and now They are on my mind 24/7
I loveeee sketching characters for the first time and getting to figure out how they work in my style, and adding in my own HCs as I go :)
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I make at least 10 cosplans a year and the only ones I ever go through with are the wildest of the bunch. Cannot wait to be the saddest man possible at Acen this year
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kas!eddie playing with demogorgans like barbie dolls and making them act out scenes from his favourite movies and soap operas?
Kas!eddie trying to explain the emotional turmoil of the scene to demogorgan #1 who gets distracted by demogorgan #2 who is practicing their own lines (making noises that can vaguely be described as crying??) so kas!eddie has to slap it in the face and gives it the pep talk of a life time ‘this scene is riding on you. You want to let your scene partner down? You want to let me down? You want to let yourself down?’
Demogorgan #1 shaking their head and kas!eddie slapping it on the ass with a ‘got get ‘em, tiger!’ Before sitting on the director’s chair he fashioned out of rocks and vines and sighing to himself, it’s two days until showtime and these amateurs are going to make him look like a fool in-front of the other demogorgans and demo bats.
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The caverns shook with the low notes of the steam organ as Vilar leaned into the foot pedals, tossing his wildly expressive mane of orange hair, eyes closed tight in rapture, tears upon his cheeks. He let his dancing hands strike the rows of lapis lazuli keys, lifting from them music both sweet and sad. The moisture from the steam glistened on his creased brow.
The cavern into which the ancient instrument was built became a sound chamber, with towering pipes set into points of harmonic resonance in the undulating basalt. The tune was a traditional one, pared to the story of an Iron elf and a sulfur elf who fell in love and bore the first spark of organic life in the universe. Originally, the melody had been a song of triumph, of joy and hope that life would endure and endure and endure even when it had never existed in the first place. But this was a new arrangement, and the familiar tune was played in a minor key so that its joy became a lamentation and the bittersweet reminder of the miraculous value of life only served to make its ending more cruel.
Kavas raised his head to appreciate the music as he ascended the long and narrow stair to his father’s favorite perch. Stepping up onto the platform from whence the vast instrument was played, Kavas stopped to watch his father. The king of Falu was unaware that he had an audience and he played with a passionate abandon, body swaying in a pendulous dance across keys which seemed to fly to his hands. He thrust his body across the many-tiered keyboards, his hands calling the notes to chase along after their lusty galloping as phrase by phrase and measure by measure he poured out his grief into the flowing keys.
As Kavas watched, the music brought to mind his own grief at the loss of his grandfather, and before that his uncle Vigi who had loved his young nephew like a son. But beyond the personal, the music represented a larger grief, a grief that echoed in his soul and had been with him all his life, the deep sense of fear and helplessness that had festered in the guts of so many of the hidden people since the coming of the prophecy. The Earth was dying, and the dark elves would play Her a requiem long after the symphony of life had passed into silence.
Vilar played the last three notes like the tolling of a funeral bell and finally stilled, breathing hard, his head bent and one finger resting on the final key, as if he could hold onto the music even after it had fled. He felt the bench shift beside him and looked up through tear-filled eyes as his son took up the position of a duetist to play the higher register.
Kavas did not speak, but into the silence after his music, he dropped a few ringing notes and looked at his father with a loving smile as he lifted his second hand to stir the keys into flowing measures. His tune, in answer to the Ballad of Iron and Brimstone was a variation of the same phrasing, lifting up the turning music into a joyful song that called to their minds the ancient, elemental memory of their spirits.
Vilar looked at his son and smiled. “They were our children,” he said, “we forgot after the prophecy, after they had done so much wrong in this world, but there was a time…” Kavas touched his shoulder and Vilar covered his hand in his own. He had no shame in his tears.
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How Golden Queen recruited Dreamcatcher
Dreamcatcher: Wig, okay.
Golden Queen: Wait, did you just say wig?
Dreamcatcher: Yes.
Golden Queen: I know, wig, I feel that already!
Wolfgang & Krankcase: What is wig?
Golden Queen: No, it's not your language it's just for us. Wig.
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THE BEAR GOES TO NICKI MINAJ
Tina, Nat, Marcus, Richie (in the pink wig) and Carmy went to the Nicki Minaj concert at United Center Chicago
Sydney could not make it
Richie sent her a picture with a foodie fan of hers
Sydney replied 'smokin!' See what I did there Richie?
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Stupidly sad over the proto GB wig making rounds bc all anyone does is talk about how it's SO much better than the current one and how the current one is apparently super ugly to literally half the fandom and it makes me feel dumb because I don't really like the proto wig that much on her and I think her actual wig is so much prettier and suits her so much better 😔
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