【  ❝DON’T. MAKE. ME. DO. THIS.❞  】             ferociores; defiant.     katniss everdeen.             indie.  semi selective.  book and movie             canons.        OC/AU/Crossover friendly.             some formatting.  possible triggers.  all             fandoms welcome.   mun&muse not 18.           【❝I CAN’T BE THE MOCKINGJAY.❞】

                                    *credit to makesamonster for the graphic!*

augustusdivifilius:

The coquette little tug on her bottom lip made Augustus’ curiosity peak just enough to want to know more.          ”Excellent, I will arrange to have a car sent for you.” He does not mean to ask her availability, for he assumes that she will make herself available to Caesar. Nothing against her character ; it spoke more to his.  No real regard for others — not from a man who was used to getting his way.         ”I should like to hear about your plans for this season..         what your thoughts are, and your aspirations, perhaps.”

          Cocking a brow at his rather forward           instruction, Reno nods, and continues           to nod as he elaborates. Her plans? Is           he her manager all of a sudden? She's           got to bite her tongue to not laugh at her           own thoughts.                     ❝Alright, I guess. You'll be bored out                     of your skull, but whatever you want.❞ 

judgmentcast:

The pious judge is on the opposite end of the spectrum. He vouches for his motives, his behavior, through the word of God. With his fingers tented, he stared down at the little doe, brandishing her golden attitude. Surely, she had sins, flaws to be picked apart.

           ◣ρισυѕ.✞◢: ❝You misunderstand, madam.            You work for God, that much is true. How            else are you to spread his words? Singing            fills the damned so that they be compelled            to repent.❞

        ❝..Right, but.. there's only so many           DAMNED souls in one place, right?           I'm only going to be here for.. Oh, I           don't remember what my manager           arranged. A month, two? But I have           other obligations, Your Honor. Lots           of places to be, people to help, ALL           that good, Christian stuff.❞

bloodbonemeat:

he knocked his shoulder on a wall. the back of his head is struck red and throbbing from a doorway he didn’t remember to duck through. he’s halfway through a curse and a growl when he collides again like a  pinball into a stack of boxes that could’ve put the ninja turtles out of business and he wonders why everything has to be so goddamn narrow nowadays. he kicked over the cardboard with the tip of his boot and scowled, irritation climbing toward anger and frustration. big, dumb bulls couldn’t keep anything nice.

he doesn’t look at her, instead bending his giant frame over to start gathering the boxes up. he’s managed seven and is scrambling for number eight. " —— sorry.” 

          The woman watches with big, green eyes,           as the male seems to have a.. well, tough           time maneuvering. After a few seconds of           just staring at him, she giggles briefly, with           no contempt, only mild amusement in her           bell-like laughter. She hurries over, quickly           scooping up that eighth box to set it out of           a normal person's way.                     ❝No way, don't be! It was great. I'm                     sorry you tripped on these. Maybe I                     ought to have a sign. You okay?❞

starsandsouffles:

      ❝Right. Well, I s’pose in the  whole         scope of things,    she could have         done a lot worse.        & You were         good to have left it alone. Turn the         other cheek and the like, yeah?❞ 

          ❝Well, I mean, yeah, I guess. But I'm           saying it's the whole rudeness aspect           of it. People treat people with disgust.           I gotta say, it's.. disgusting..❞ 

xaedificare:

"I don’t know. I think it’s  very complicated, and  we have to spend our  whole lives sorting it  all out for ourselves…” She’d never thought so much about it aloud to someone else before.

          ❝I guess that depends. It was           never all that complicated for           me.. Some people just know,           in their heart, what's right for           them. But some people don't           ever figure it out, either.❞ 

theoinos:

          ❝Remind me to tell my brother that. I             think all he wants is to get me to a             barber. He says my hair’s too wild,             but that’s how I like it. I mean…without             this     ❞ He shakes his head quickly              so that all of those unruly black curls             bounce about like they always do,             ❝We’d have nothing to talk about. And              that would be a shame.❞ Dionysus               gives a good-natured grin and chuckles.              He is, after all, a merry god.

          The blonde grins at this, and she           offers an equally good-natured sort           of shrug. ❝Good thing it's your hair.           What's it to him, anyway?❞ A laugh.           ❝Yeah, that'd be pretty sad.❞ 

xconfined:

    Spencer smirks, eyebrows raised in surprise - she isn’t kidding, and he’s not sure how to feel about it. Flattered. Maybe a little confused. Were she to ask him a few months prior, however, the answer would have likely been a definite ‘no.’ How times had changed.

     ”We… sure can." He also silently considers the fact that she hasn’t even been drinking yet, which actually piques his interest.

          Considering leaving a crowd hungry           for more is one of her fortes, Reno's           final decision is to leave it at that, an           amused smile tugging on her lips, but           no words to offer explanation. She's           moved on from the topic fairly quickly.                     ❝Anyway. I'm exhausted. And I leave                     for, like, Paris, in a few days! Boy, I'm                     seriously reconsidering this 'adored by                     hundreds of Christians' thing. It reeally                     eats up your time.❞ Sarcasm. 

frcddie:

❛yeah, well, she finished up her first year of universi’y, so i decided t’ surprise her.❜ that, and he loved dogs; everyone knew who the little pup was really for. 

freddie watched the lovely blonde ahead of him toying with the dog; he was a dog person, and any girl who loved dogs was good in his book. well, then again, any girl that was a girl was. ❛i’m freddie, by the way.❜ he’s amiable, a result of his most recent purchase.

          ❝Yeah? Good for her. I'd ask you to           extend my congratulations, but she'd           probably think that was weird, so you           probably shouldn't.❞ She offers a tiny                      smile, patting the animal a final time,           before good-naturedly etending a           hand.  ❝Reno. Reno Sweeney.❞ 

{ cinderliing: }

            “well, if you were to ask me—i’d say              he did. wine was HIGHLY regarded then              & there is a greek god for it, after all.”

          ❝Right? You see, that's exactly           what I'm talking about. I mean, I           don't buy the greek god crap, but           there ain't nothin' wrong with wine           at dinner. People are lying to them           selves, honestly.❞

xaedificare:

"I can see and appreciate that.  My own relationship with my  faith is sort of… messy.” To say  the least.

          ❝Yeah, I suppose I can understand           that. Mine wasn't concrete for a long           time, too. I guess as long as you try           to make an effort to understand, and           your heart's in the right place, I think           God understands that.❞

{ judgmentcast: }

            ◣ ρισυѕ.✞◢: ❝Our Lord is naught to blame. It is             the people: the lonely, the depraved, and the             wicked who set this city ablaze.❞

                      A hint of a smile touches his lips, though it                       never quite reaches the eyes. He humors                       her, the grin fading with the slight furrow                       of his brows. Fingers tent when he                       composes himself rather elegantly,                       standing tall like some beacon of hope.

          ❝Should you work for Paris, you would still            have the chance to travel. You could save            countless lives from corruption.❞

           This statement seems to cause Reno            to draw back a little, turned off. She's            the kind of believer that only sees the            blessings, and the good. He, clearly,            is not the same type of person.           ❝I don't work for anybody but God, your          Honor. You can hold down the fort, can't          you? Besides, ain't there some.. aspiring          singers here in Paris?❞

xconfined:

    Spencer doesn’t take the first statement as flirty so much as just friendly, believing it to just be another way of her saying thanks. The second thing she says, however… “Mhmpp-——-” He stops mid-sip, staring at her a moment before chuckling. “Hah. That’s cute, Ree.”

       She's too busy ordering some fruity        drink to respond to him right away,        but once she has her poison in front        of her, she's drawn back in. His sort        of dismissal presses a button in her        that reads 'playful.' She grins widely.        ❝You think I wouldn't? Cause I would.        Done way worse things.. Er, had way        worse things done to me, I guess. Did        not really participate.. Still! We can!❞

❝No   one   hates   the   Capitol   more   than   me.❞                                           ( x ) ( x ) ( x )

{ cinderliing }

          ❝Boy, do I love when people           pester me about drinking right           after a show. Like Jesus didn't           drink wine, right? You think He           performed all those miracles &           never once put up his feet for a           drink? I don't buy it.❞

{ elegaante }

          ❝Those are some of the cutest           shoes I've seen in a long time. I           wouldn't bother you if I was to ask           where you got them, now would I?❞

{ maidofwinter }

        ❝I haven't seen a new face around         here in months.. I guess that means         I'm not doing my job very well. A trip         to another country is well in order.❞