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Katniss softly hummed to her sister as she ran her fingers through her hair. Each exhale she swayed the hair into a braid that laid gently against against Prim’s back. ❛ What’re you reading, Little Duck? ❜ She asked, looking over her sister’s shoulder at the book she assumed she picked up at The Seam.
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❛ Do you think they will ever get better? ❜ Her voice was calm, though firm. She found confidence in what she was saying but she wanted to cover up the hurt beneath it. Everything that she hid, the hauntings of her brain, the things that ached. ❛ The NIGHTMARES? ❜
Katniss in the woods - requested by @mattheweverdeenloveblog
I FINISHED PAGE COUNT FOR MY THESIS.
which means I have some more time... does anyone want to rp?
if you want a starter like this, it’ll be short but I have all the muse.
Finn looked down and away, shaking his head at his own actions. “Sorry.” He apologized, keeping his eyes averted. “I, um… don’t mind me.” He said. “Still not used to… uh… meaningful interaction.” He mentally kicked himself. Why are you like this? He questioned himself in thought. Maybe because he only really interacted with stormtroopers like himself and they weren’t really meant to have interpersonal relationships.
He would turn his eyes up to her face, locking eyes with her briefly before looking away again. Maker, why does she have to be so pretty?!
She stared with a lip that curled above its normal resting place. Katniss had yet to determine what she thought of him, besides the fact that his nature happened to make her want to smile. He was simply: kind. She appreciated him, more than she’d ever let on. ❛ Are any of us? There’s so little of it these days. ❜ The female gave him a smile to reassure him of the comfortability she still shared, regardless of his comment. ❛ It’s just nice to know someone is willing to have it at all. ❜
The company was nice. Having someone who didn’t look at her that way felt like a relief. Finn knew the truth about her, Katniss knew he’d felt it, but he made her feel for these moments she was normal. ❛ Just nice to be looked at, not stared at like there’s something wrong with me or something expected of me. ❜ She shrugged, hoping that feeling inside of her would slough off with it.
he swallowed , but his throat was parched ; it stuck so uncomfortably , like he hadn’t tasted water in days . could she see the quiet desperation that blew his pupils wide ? clear blue eyes clouded with fear of the unknown ? he did not want to speculate , did not want to worry her . not that he could control the girl on fire at all . . .
“ maybe i’mdeludingmyself by thinking it can’t , ” he acquiesced .
That pit, that lump, that twisting that her body didn’t know how to untangle. Her brain cluttered with the memories that she couldn’t run from. Katniss kept her heart at bay, and her face turned from him as to not show the cracking in her armor. She would never be his B U R D E N. ❛ We can’t afford to think like that, it doesn’t get us anywhere. ❜ Her back straightened. Though she could not convince herself of her own words, not entirely. ❛ We just can’t... We have to be ready. ❜
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❛ Why are you staring at me like that? What is it? What happened? ❜
“ i think — that it has to . i don’t think it can get any worse . ”
She exhaled, that ache she’d gotten so accustomed to flaring up in her stomach. ❛ Don’t say that. ❜ Katniss paused. ❛ I don’t want to know what it would be like if it actually does. It can always get worse. ❜
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❛ Do you think it’ll ever get better? Really, get better. Or is it always going to be like this. ❜
Welp... I’m getting sick so it’s hard to type a lot because my head hurts but I wanna rp so...
LIKE this for a sentence starter ( other replies/starters will be done tonight if I feel better )
i finished watching The Witcher and now i’m on a follow spree for any Witcher blogs... if you know one send it my way...
i’m also tempted to make a verse for katniss... dont @ me
"Can I braid your hair?"
@myeggosx
Katniss looked at the girl with a softness. She reminded her of her sister, an innocence she wished she still had after these years of watching the world unfold. The brunette allowed a smile onto her lips as she nodded to the girl. ❛ If you’d like to, sure. ❜ The last person who had braided her hair was her mother, though she only remembered the pins being pushed through the finished piece instead of the soothing nature of her mother’s fingers gliding through her locks.
Turning around she dropped her hair from the pins holding it up. ❛ I think it’s been years since someone else braided my hair. How strange is that? ❜ Katniss smiled to herself as she spoke.
“ I can’t sleep cause thoughts devour. “
Ruelle Song Sentence Starters { ;; accepting }
@solosboy
The nights were the worst. There wasn’t anything to distract from the thoughts, the ones that ate away, gluttonous on the happiness, insatiable. They were on a constant loop once the sun fell. Katniss had given up on the acitivity all together, though was surprised to hear he had done the same. It wasn’t even safe when she did because her mind worked overtime as she slept. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d had a dream that didn’t haunt her. An exhale calmed her as she sat beside him, though her eyes stayed forward as to not give herself away. Her eyes spoke more than her lips ever did.
❛ Even when you do it isn’t much better, I’m afraid. The NIGHTMARES are perhaps worse. ❜ After what she’d done, she knew they would never go away. A certain comfort came with knowing one thing was certain. Although haunting, it was something to rely on. ❛ At least when you’re awake you can tell them to stop. ❜
I’mma work on the few things I’ve got in my inbox but my muse is strong tonight. So… Since I don’t have any replies I’ll throw this out
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Katniss felt her hands quiver by her side as she walked, through the base to find the infamous BEN SOLO. She’d heard the whispers about him: the dark and the light. The girl wanted quietly to not feel so alone. All the thoughts that infiltrated her head, a fog that glazed her better judgement. She wanted them to pay for what they did, and she wanted it to be at her hand. Katniss wanted to k i l l them.
The female stood in the doorway, sliding the door behind her. Each step was gentle as it pressed the floor and pushed her forward towards something she hoped was what she'd been searching for. She was tired of running. Katniss wondered if he could feel her, the aura she pretended wasn’t real to everyone else around her. ❛ You’re not an easy man to find... I’ve been looking for you. ❜
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Katniss sat, staring at the fighter jet mindlessly wondering how her sister was getting on back home. She feared daily she was gone, that this was all for nothing, that the next planet destroyed would be hers. The thought crept into her stomach and took hold once again. These were conversations she had frequently with herself yet they never got easier to talk through. The voices in her head hated the sounds of the others. The female pressed her palms against the side of her head as if to make them quiet, but the crunching of approaching heels brought her back.
❛ You need something? ❜ She asked, getting to her feet and facing the girl.
