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⸝ 𝙼𝙰𝚈𝚂𝒾𝙻𝙴𝙴 . * 🐍
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⸝ 𝙼𝙰𝚈𝚂𝒾𝙻𝙴𝙴 . * 🐍
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district 12. Katılım Ağustos 2023
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sorrow.
❛ i saw you speak with my sister. ❜ she whispered.
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running up and down his back , hoping it was comforting him.
and for a few moments , it was silent. the silence filled with so much that neither of them wanted to say.
pulling away from him , glancing up at the broken figure. once bright eyes now filled with pain and +
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❛ do ( not ) say that , haymitch. ❜ she snapped.
she knew that it was impossible for her to physically touch him. however, that didn’t stop her from trying to. holding the other in an embrace , though neither of them could feel it.
she knew he needed it.
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𝒽𝐚𝐲𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝒶𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐲.@twelvesrascal
no, his victory didn’t mean anything. the second he decided to turn their own weapons against the capitol, manipulate the arena— using the forcefield to defend himself from a horrible blow to the head by an axe, his fate was sealed. another pawn, another figure in their games. +
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i am just prettier and smarter tbh an most people in panem. hence why i need to remind you.
𝒽𝐚𝐲𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝒶𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐲.@twelvesrascal
are you always like this ? judging people for how they look or are you just genuinely superficial ?
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quite literally everything.
𝒽𝐚𝐲𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝒶𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐲.@twelvesrascal
what the fuck is wrong with the way i look ?
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if you look like this you’re fucking weird
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❛ you’re alive , haymitch. you won. you did it. ❜
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the boy that held her while she was having a panic attack in the arena , now broken and full of grief.
❛ no. stop. ❜ she quickly said , moving closer.
❛ you didn’t kill us and you didn’t kill them. it’s not your fault!! none of it is! ❜ she comforted.
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⠀ unfortunately , for the rest of eternity she would be forced to remember her tragic death. the blood and wounds would never leave her features. serving as a constant reminder that her legacy would forever be “just a girl that died in th hunger games”.
a deep sigh , watching +
𝒽𝐚𝐲𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝒶𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐲.@twelvesrascal
the color on her skin stained her aura, an abused ghost ascended from the depths of his remorse, matching the dried crimson dirtying his palms; his heart plummeted in his ribcage the undeniable reminder that he was complicit. “no, maysilee. no.” big hot years ricocheted, +
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her heart stopped , features instantly dropping.
❛ m—my pa? he’s here? ❜ she slowly stuttered.
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just 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡. ❜ she snapped , sarcasm dripping from her voice like poison.
a small part of her regretted mouthing off to the most powerful person in panem. however, she was marked for death.
what could he even do ? kill her there ? it would save so much time.
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⠀ as much as she despised haymitch , it made her blood boil hearing the president mention him. he shouldn’t have even been there. the reaping was rigged. she knew that much.
❛ oh , you mean the person who’s name your fashion less minion rigged to pick ? yeah he’s doing +
𝙿𝚄𝚁𝙴 ᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ 𝘋𝘙𝘐𝘝𝘌𝘕 𝚂͟𝙽͟𝙾͟𝚆͟@WH1TECURSE
amused grin tugged at his pink lips, hands resting behind his back— towering from his distance, composed and elegant like the world was used to see him. always the smallest district having the troublemakers, a repeating pattern. steps taken on the rouge carpet +
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you that night in the woods. you did it. ❜
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hadn’t stopped looking over her fellow tribute. how could she ? after everything she saw happen to him ? it was impossible.
standing before him , her non beating heart broke.
❛ don’t say that , haymitch. ❜ she immediately said , looking down on him.
❛ you escaped. i told +
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⠀ ⠀ it wasn’t easy going from being devoured by pink birds to just a spectator in the afterlife. one minute all she felt was pain and the next she felt . . . nothing. her skin still marked with dry blood all over her mouth and neck.
still —- she was here.
maysilee +
𝒽𝐚𝐲𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝒶𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐲.@twelvesrascal
around her neck. @pinowner in all her glory. “it’s ma fault,” the words shot out of him, tears burned on the sensitive red skin of his cheeks. “I’m sorry… I’m so fucking sorry. I should’ve… stayed with you.”
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i was ripped from my home and family to be here. ❜ she said.
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others hues. the presence of the president was more than intimidating to say the least. especially since she wasn’t fond of him.
nobody was.
how was she ? that’s why he had her dragged out of bed ? for a simple chat ?
❛ i’m pretty fucking terrible being that yesterday +
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⠀ a thousand thoughts were circling her head however all were interrupted once the peacekeepers grabbed her once again to help her stand.
❛ i can stand myself. ❜ she said , through gritted teeth as she dusted herself off.
clear blue optics glaring daggers into the +
𝙿𝚄𝚁𝙴 ᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ 𝘋𝘙𝘐𝘝𝘌𝘕 𝚂͟𝙽͟𝙾͟𝚆͟@WH1TECURSE
the pathetic pleas of district twelve’s mayor drove him to this uncommon exception— throat tight and dry, blood trickling down and mixing with the harsh taste of the antidote; pale hues stared into his reflection on a golden vase. the pallor, his hair ruffled and curly +
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him for once in all the years she had known him.
a glance around their surroundings , a couple cameras hidden in the distance.
❛ i don’t think we should stay here. ❜ she whispered.
❛ i feel like they’re going to start soon. ❜
by “they” she meant the careers.
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a soft nod as he spoke. he was right. they weren’t going to have any chances of surviving for long if they weren’t motivated. otherwise, stepping off the pedestal before the countdown ended would’ve been a smarter choice.
❛ together. ❜ she nodded , agreeing with +
𝒽𝐚𝐲𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝒶𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐲.@twelvesrascal
far from over. the careers were out there, hiding in the shadows like predators to hunt and kill, foiling the odds and recalculating them with each new face that appeared in the sky at night. the shrew and the rascal as a team had a fair chance at beating them; her blowgun +
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