All Up In Smoke

stares at you unblinkingly with my big haunted eyes the entire time you're trying to have sex with me

Hi! If you’re still taking requests, could you do a Lottie x reader where she gets a vision of her gf being injured so she stays by her side to protect her?

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pairing: lottie matthews x reader

word count: 1238

notes and warnings: i did lottie a lil dirty in this one she is the embodiment of my anxiety in this fic. very mild TW for mentions of self harm (its just mentions of lottie cutting her hand to give the wilderness blood like in the show ykyk). also i promise i wasnt on crack writing the end of this w the cookies

It felt like you were being haunted by a second shadow.

You didn’t really mind it. You loved every second you were able to spend with Lottie. But ever since you’d gotten up this morning she’d been extra close to you, following you from room to room, sending you an excessive amount of texts to check on you between the classes you taught at the wellness center.

She had even gone with you to the farmers market, which, due to her great distaste for life outside the compound, tended to be an extremely rare occurrence. Even there she would hardly let you out of her sight, tried to carry everything for you, almost wouldn’t let you drive and volunteered to instead, which you declined. She had been off somehow, all day. Anxious.

She got like that sometimes, you noticed. Whenever she saw something or met someone that reminded her of her time in the wilderness, or her time in Switzerland. There was a need on her end to be close to you, for in solitude was when the memories came. Normally you were fine with it. It was a privilege for you to give her the comfort she desired and needed.

But somehow, you thought that today was different. It wasn’t just a desire to be close to you that had her by your side but something else accompanying it, as if she were worried about you, as if something might happen.

In the car on the way home from the farmer’s market, you’d finally had enough. She had again tried to stop you from driving, saying she was concerned about the traffic, but she had been so erratic all day that you’d seen right through the excuse.

“Lottie,” you sighed, turning the car on and turning out of the parking lot, “what’s going on with you?”

She was silent, and you looked over to see her lost in thought, and you wondered if she had even heard you.

“Lottie,” you said again.

She jumped, as if you had hurriedly woken her from sleep, and she met your gaze with slight alarm.

“Are you okay?” You asked, though you knew the answer.

“I’m fine,” she said, and even gave you a forced half-smile, and you were going to let the matter drop when you saw her tracing the scar on the palm of your hand — you knew what this always led to, the blood, the sacrifice.

You pulled the car over. You knew it was a bit of an overreaction, but the farmer’s market had been in complete chaos and with Lottie’s multiple attempts to keep you from driving, you were nearing your limit.

“Lottie,” you said with all the patience you could muster, “you need to tell me what’s wrong. Please. You’ve been following me like a shadow all day, and while I love your company always, it feels like there’s something else going on. If it involves me, I have to know, and if it doesn’t, I’d still like to know so I can help you.”

She didn’t meet your gaze, just kept tracing the scar on her hand, almost like a child. Until suddenly she did look up, finally meeting your eyes, and you could see the terrible anxiety in her gaze. “The visions came back,” she said simply.

You sighed. You never knew what to say about the visions. Part of you thought it was all in her head, that she needed to see a therapist about it, that they were delusions. But another part of you, a part of you that you tried to subdue, knew there was more to it than that. That something in the wilderness really had called to and captivated those who would listen, and that being had never truly left.

“What did you see?” You asked.

She hesitated, fingering through the slight tangles in her dark hair. “I saw you. And blood. You were cut, I think, I’m not sure. But I didn’t want you to get hurt. I think that’s what it wants, blood.” She looked down at the scar on her hand. “If I can just give it what it wants, maybe…”

You shook your head, taking her hand. “I’m going to be fine. Maybe it wasn’t a vision, maybe it was just a dream, or… I don’t know. But nothing’s going to happen to me. I’m right here. And you don’t need to give it anything.”

“You can’t know for sure,” she said, her tone becoming increasingly ominous. “You haven’t seen what happens when we refuse to give it what it wants, if it feels neglected or suppressed.”

You didn’t know what to say to that. The way she described it to you, the hunger of whatever being she believed watched her, was haunting. There was nothing you could have said to convince her that she was wrong, and part of you didn’t really even know if she was.

You took her hand, shaking your head. “Nothing is going to happen, okay? And even if something does happen, we’re prepared now, right?” You turned her hand, gesturing to her scar, which you could tell she had tampered with a little while ago. “Please don’t do this anymore.”

She attempted to protest, but saw the look you gave her, how deep your concern for her ran. She relented, nodding. “I won’t.”

You believed her, or at least as much as you could.

Attempting to lighten the mood, you reached into the backseat, pulling out a small paper bag. “Anyway, while you were going fucking ham on the macrame booth at the market, I got us these,” you said, opening the paper bag to reveal three cookies.

“Shit,” you stopped, ripping your finger away from the bag. The bag had cut your finger, had given you a paper cut. The slightest bit of blood came up out of the cut, coating it, and suddenly it clicked in your mind. “Lottie,” you said, smiling slightly, resisting a laugh. You showed her your finger, and she paused.

“Oh my god,” she breathed, and you could tell the worry she wore was dissipating. “A fucking paper cut… I had a vision of you getting a fucking paper cut.”

“Your third eye needs to chill a bit,” you teased, and she smiled, rubbing her temples. “You okay?”

Lottie nodded, chuckling. “Just give me one of those cookies.”

“I think I should have two of the three. I mean I did bleed for them, so…”

“Well, you wouldn’t have if you had listened to my warning.”

“Split the cookie?”

“What kind are they?” She asked, genuinely invested in the custody of the third cookie.

“Chocolate chip.”

She reached for the cookie. Chocolate chip was her favorite. “I think I deserve the whole thing, then.”

Quickly you took possession of the third cookie, holding it by your head, opening your mouth to take a bite.

“Don’t you fucking dare.”

Deciding she’d had enough of a rough day as it was, you obliged, splitting the cookie in half and giving her the half that was slightly bigger. “See, you left me alone for a little while and came back to find me with cookies. Everything was fine.”

“Yeah, but if I’d been with you, we would have gotten four cookies and we wouldn’t have had this horrible custody battle.”

“Questioning my cookie buying skills, hm? I hope there’s a paper cut in your future.”

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Taglist: @ladyveela @thedeconstructionist @cordeliass @christies-fleur @traumatisedfangirl @goodeday2u @paulsonsratched

Hello!! I was wonding if you could do a billy the kid request, like Billy and reader are together but people still flirt with reader even if she pregnant and Billy just gets verry possessive and protective pls 🙏

girl yes i already done wrote it lmaooo i love yall and these requests send me more!! <333

it’s posted here!!

Party foul.

SUMMARY - skipping practice and getting caught partying.

3.2k words. Jackie Taylor x Fem! Reader.

TW - alcohol, some jerk tries to take advantage of the reader.

Normally you would walk to practice with Taissa after class, but today you managed to slip out earlier. After finishing your lab you politely asked your teacher to go to the library, but you already gathered all your stuff and headed toward the door before she could even respond. As a teacher’s pet your teacher lets you go knowing your intentions were probably for good. Little did she know that you were going to ditch class and help your friends set up for a party later. Walking with purpose, you meet your friends in the parking lot before any of the yellowjackets could have noticed that you were gone.

As the bell rings, Taissa packs up her stuff and looks over toward your desk to notice that you were missing. It wasn’t out of the norm for you to go to practice early once you finished your work, but usually, you would have given her a heads-up. She contemplates whether or not she did something wrong that caused you to leave in such a hurry, but nonetheless, she walked towards the locker room expecting you to be there.

Usually on Fridays, the yellowjackets would have a game, but this week was their bi-week. However, with the absence of a game in the schedule, the captain decided that they should put in extra work and add an extra practice.

Once Tai was in the locker room she glanced around looking for you, but to her findings, you were not there. “Hey has anyone seen y/n?” she questioned before no one was able to confirm the whereabouts of your presence. “I'm sure she’ll be here, she never misses a practice. Maybe she went to turn in work before practice started? I mean technically she has till we start stretching on the field until she’s officially late.” Van acknowledges in attempts to make sense of your sudden disappearance. “Yeah, you're right… She was just acting a little weird today.” Tai admits before beginning to get ready to head out to the field. “I'm sure the Lord will lead her to practice safely! We should not have to worry for her.” Laura optimistically states before she goes out to the field. “Hopefully she gets here before Jackie starts terrorizing us for letting her get away with this,” Natalie said bluntly as she also headed out for practice. The rest of the girls hummed in response not particularly defending you as they finished getting ready and headed out to the field.

While they were about to start practice your friends voted that you should be the one to go on beer runs due to your charm, but you knew that they were just afraid to do it. You agreed with hesitation as your friends chipped in a bunch of money. Counting up the cash they drove to the liquor store that has a reputation for letting teens slide. Sighing nervously, you exited the car as you entered the store and smiled slightly at the man before heading towards shelves that had brands you were familiar with. Building up the courage to ask the man for help collecting some drinks, you looked towards him before asking timidly “Can I have a little help over here? I think I'm biting off more than I can chew and buying more than I will be able to carry…:”. The owner was quick to jump to help as he brought over two boxes to put the drinks in while grinning at you widely already suspecting what you were doing. “So what do you need all of this alcohol for? Big party tonight?” he asked as he started helping to put drinks that you pulled out into the boxes. “Something like that… we are having a wedding on Sunday and being the life of the party I decided to go out of the way to make it a little more fun.” lying straight through your teeth as you smiled at him. “Oh yeah? Who’s getting married? I know almost everyone in this town,” he challenged unconvinced by your previous statement. “Oh it's a distant cousin. My mom owns the local wedding venue by the lake so she offered the place completely free of charge.” quickly made up a response as you finished putting the drinks in the boxes and going to lift one in an attempt to avoid eye contact. “Well, congratulations to them!” He said chuckling as he picked up the other box and went towards the counter to ring you up. He rings up about three hundred dollars worth of alcohol before he says “Can I see your ID?”. You looked at him afraid. ’Shit’ you thought as you stumbled getting out your wallet to look through it to make it look like you were looking for an ID before he announces “I’m just kidding. You should of saw the look on your face! Will that be cash or card?” he laughs out loud as he waits for a response. ‘Very funny’ you thought sarcastically before faking a smile at him “Cash.” You hand him the wad of cash your friends gave you and once he hands back the change you were quick to pocket it. “Do you need any help carrying this to your car?” he asked genuinely but you responded quickly “Don't worry about it, I’ll just make the two trips,” you said hurriedly as you grabbed one box and brought it to the trunk of the car. One of the guys was leaning on it and he offered to quickly take the box and put it in the trunk smirking. As you went back in to get the final box the owner looks at you genuinely before saying “Have fun kid.” with a smile. Smiling back as a response you brought the second box giddily as you were surprised with what you got away with. As you hand off the box to the boy you jumped in the car ecstatic already looking forward to the night.

Back at practice, Jackie was quick to notice your absence. “Where’s y/l/n? Is she sick?” she asked a little frustrated that you did not inform her earlier of your absence. After a moment of silence, Tai jumped in “She disappeared during class… maybe she was not feeling well?” Tai offered in an attempt to save you. “Not feeling well my ass, I'm sure she would have said something,” Jackie remarked quickly as all of the girls started to stretch. Once practice was over Jackie was determined to find your whereabouts and shun you for not being a team player and participating. Some reasons were thrown out there about why you might have not shown up to practice today, but none of them made sense. They moved on to start practice and time seemed to fly by as the sun was already down. They were over before they knew it and back in the locker room. As they all were finishing up for the day Lottie received a text before she summarized it out loud “...seems like there's a party at y/n’s friend's house and it looks like she’s already there.” Lottie smirks as the other girls crowd around her. Her phone had a picture of you and your friend, Jake, who draped his arms around you seemingly already drunk out of your minds. “You got to be kidding me…” Jackie scoffs as a tinge of jealousy is evident on her face. ” Who knew she had the balls in her!” Van announces loudly laughing before continuing “...I think I know where we should go tonight!” Van suggests an attempt to start a little drama.”I swear, y/l/n will never be able to step on the field again after this.” Jackie said frustrated as she walked out of the locker room to hurry home. The girls left in the locker room looked around a little astonished by their captain’s urgency but were overcome with excitement as they planned to go to the party.

Once Jackie finished picking out an outfit with Shauna they waited for Jeff to take them to the party. “I can’t believe she would do this to us. We are so close to making it to the championships and she’s being completely reckless. Then she had that guy hanging off her as if she has no care about her reputation. It makes the team look bad!” she rambles on to her best friend complaining about your actions, but she was full of jealousy. “Jackie, the girl skips once and it’s almost the end of the world. Let us be realistic now.” Shauna says sarcastically over Jackie's complaints “Why do you care anyways? It’s like your obsessed with her.” she chuckles lightly as she turns to Jackie looking at herself in the mirror. “I’m not obsessed! I just care about the team! I mean she’s out throwing a rager in little to no clothes and expects the school to take us seriously?” Jackie sighs as she clearly could not hide her jealousness. “I think it might be much deeper than that… I’m sure once you find her you guys can have a conversation about our reputation and your obsession…” Shauna jokes knowingly before dodging a pillow Jackie threw at her. “Oh shut up! She won’t even make it out alive!” Jackie plays along before being interrupted by Jeff honking his horn. “We better get going before she won't even be able to remember your attack.” Shauna snickers as they head out to go to the party.

You wandered around the party completely lost as your friends ditched you half an hour ago to play a game of beer pong. Holding a cup with your name smeared on it and wearing a pair of glasses that were not yours it was not difficult to tell your a few drinks away before making decisions you will regret later. Stumbling towards the kitchen you ran into a couple of football players and their girlfriends. You grin up at them before attempting to get to the counter to fill up another drink as you take off the glasses, but before you could make it a tall guy steps into your view. “Hey gorgeous!” he said smugly before continuing “...if you're looking to fill your cup you're out of luck.” This was the worse thing you heard all night as you looked around the kitchen and only saw empty bottles “Noooooo!” you slurred completely devastated. “Hey calm down! Im sure there might be some more downstairs in the bar room…” he said chuckling as you were completely unaware of his intentions. The idea of another drink excited you before exclaiming “Really? Where?”. He smirks down at you before taking you down the hall and opening the stairs to the basement. Before anything happens the yellowjackets arrived at the perfect time as Lottie grabs onto your arm pulling you away from the guy. “What the hell do you think you’re doing with her?” Lottie yelled as Jackie followed after her shortly after noticing the situation. Jackie did not hesitate to grab your waist before pulling you to her side as she looked menacingly at the guy “Who do you even think you are, asshole? No wonder you’re single you can't even get a girl when she’s sober, so you try to take advantage of them! Get the hell out of here!” She screamed out at the boy. He mumbles a ‘screw you’ under his breath before he backs down from fighting the girl's soccer captain.

She looked down at you as her heart broke at the idea of your friends leaving you alone at the party in such a vulnerable state. Noticing tears were threatening to spill from your eyes she looked up at Lottie before saying “Can you make sure to tell off her friends? I Can’t even stand the idea of those losers right now.” She huffed out. Lottie nodded understandingly as she left off to complete her mission.

Jackie began to lead you outside to allow you to get a breath of fresh air. She lead you to where all the cars were parked, but she still held you close by her side embracing your warmth. Begrudgingly pulling away from you, she gently holds your shoulders to look into your eyes in an attempt to read the thoughts in your mind. “I don’t think you understand half of how worried and frustrated I am right now,” she said clearly before going to cup your face to wipe off your tears. As she held onto your face you looked down at her lips before back at her eyes. The liquor started talking to you as you leaned in quickly and kissed her softly. Jackie was stunned by the sudden outburst but did nothing to stop you. “y/n..” she whispered after pulling away to read the emotions on your face. In attempts to sober up quickly, you looked at Jackie to find a response before admitting “You don’t know how long I was waiting for that.” but you consciously facepalmed yourself. “Oh, god no, sorry Jackie… I didn’t mean it like that… but also I did…” you said slurring and stumbling over your words as Jackie smiled down at you a little amused at your performance. “What I meant to say is thank you, for saving me, and I’m sorry for skipping,” you said still clearly tipsy but Jackie acknowledges your statements. “We’ll talk about it later when you're in a clear headspace and sober.” She said smirking.

You continued your drunken rambles saying “...but I meant the kiss, Jacks… I mean come on! Have you met yourself!” laughing as Jackie starts to walk in the direction of your home that wasn’t too far from the party. She smiles softly at your comment, “Let’s get you back home before you regret something later” chuckling as she wrapped an arm around you to prevent you from falling and injuring yourself as the two walked. “Trust me, I haven’t yet made a decision bad enough that I will regret it! Besides, you’re my knight in shining armor!” gazing up at her with a loving look as she blushed at your comment. “Wait till the other girls find out that you have a soft spot for me! You’ll never hear the end of their teasing.” you continued as she held onto you even tighter. “Well, maybe I would take all the teasing in the world to make sure you are safe.” She admitted and now it was your turn to blush. She truly believes the saying that drunk words are sober thoughts, so she was a little happy that you ended up safe in her arms this night confessing. 

Once you got home you clumsily lead her into your backyard to sneak in your bedroom window.  You had no idea whether or not your parents were home, but it was better to be safe than sorry to avoid getting caught. Familiar with this route, you put up the ladder to give you access to your roof to climb into your room. She insisted that you would go first so she can stay behind to make sure you don’t accidentally fall and can attempt to catch you. You smiled at her thoughtfulness as you climbed up and entered through the window. Looking back she followed a few steps behind you entering your room. Observing your room she smirked at the posters on your walls and some pictures you had from your childhood and others of you just hanging out with your friends and family. She was quick to go towards your desk to look through your stuff as she saw a Polaroid of you two together where she was kissing your cheek after a game. She smiled at the memory before picking it up to show you “Didn’t know you would have kept this? You could of at least framed it.” she teases as your face turned red. “Oh ummm, I thought it was a good picture and I didn’t have the heart to throw it away…” trailing off gently as you headed off to the bathroom to avoid embarrassment, but also to clean up after the night. Smiling at your reaction she put the photo down “I wish you had a copy of it. I would take it everywhere.” stating lovingly as she did not want to emphasize too much of her feelings for you in your current state. Once you finished cleaning up you exited to pick out a pair of pajamas for yourself, but also picked out a pair for Jackie. “Here” tossing her one of your sweaters and a pair of shorts with a playful smile as you grabbed your own. Jackie caught it a little surprised before stating “I was not planning to stay the night–” before you interrupted “You’re out of your mind if you think I’m going to let you walk back to the party… or for that matter to your house all alone at night. Just stay the night… I promise I won't bite…” smirking as you started to strip and change into your nightwear. She was flustered and had to pry her eyes off of you to save herself from falling even more in love with you before sighing “You’re right…” and was quick to change into your clothes. She embraced the soft floral perfume that lingered on your sweater and already started to plan how she was going to steal it.

Once you both finished your room was filled with light that shone in from your window from the moon and a light breeze. You were quick to get into your bed, but Jackie was nervous as she hesitated slightly. Holding the blanket up for her to get under she could not resist your offer. The silence was comforting but Jackie's thoughts of y/n were taking over her mind.

As you got comfortable, you take a moment to look up at her observing her conflicted facade. “Hey, are you alright?” you questioned her softly before turning in the bed to face her directly. She was suddenly nervous from your actions as a light blush tinted her cheeks, “Yeah, I'm just thinking about the night…I loved that I was able to spend this time with you even if it did not start off great earlier. You know you have to be more careful right?”. Her gaze was now focused on you and your soft features and that made you to be flustered also “I know, I’m sorry. I never really had the opportunity to thank you properly for saving me…” your voice was barely above a whisper as your eyes flickered between her gaze and her lips.  Jackie got the hint and gladly reached out to cup your face with one of her hands before she guided you to her lips. The kiss was passionate and left you both breathless as you pulled away to grin at her. “I will forever be grateful for my savior” whispering teasingly as you leaned on her chest and got comfortable. She laughed lightheartedly before wrapping her arms around you as she began to trace patterns gently on your back “Get some sleep, you’re going to have a long day ahead of you tomorrow, sweetheart.” teasing back before gently playing with your hair with her other hand. Humming at her response you smiled in the crook of her neck as you fell asleep. Before Jackie knew it you were out like a light. Smiling softly she kissed the top of your head as she let herself fall asleep knowing her dream woman was safe in her arms.

(definitely will never proofread. fyi.)

getting that august feeling (things that have ended endlessly are ending again)

— oaths & songbirds, coriolanus snow

pairing: coriolanus snow x fem!reader

warnings: slight tbosas spoilers, mentions of violence and ptsd, trauma, slight toxic and possessive snow, Y/N usage, standard hunger games warnings.

authors note: hiii!! i’m glad you all enjoyed part 1 to this story, it is linked here, and part 3 is here. i loved the ballad and coriolanus & lucy gray’s chemistry and relationship was so beautifully displayed, i had to write about it. also, the song Y/N sings is linked here, the girl singing is how i imagine her to sound. anyways, i hope you enjoy!

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The bright blue sky had faded into orange and pink, you and the Covey all now scattered around the land. Maude and Lucy Gray sat on the dock, feet in the water as they sang random melodies they came up with, Issac sitting behind them drumming along with a beat.

That left you and Coryo, who were laid together on a blanket under a tree, in each other’s arms. You laid in his lap, his arms wrapped around you, a warm feeling in the both of you chest’s. You softly sang a song to him— one you had recently came up with.

In the time of the harvest, the leaves fallin’ down.

I held what my true love could reap from the ground.

But the bounty of a garden can all rot away,

Without love and protection and a hard will to stay.

I’ll never have a garden again.

Where I fall to my knees and work with the land.

Now I’m just prayin’ with two dirty hands.

I’ll never, no, never have a garden again.

You finished the song with a breath, your hands going to nervously fidget.

“Your singing is beautiful.” Coryo whispered. “Did you write that?”

“Yeah, I did.” You softly smiled. “It’s not done, but I came up with it the other night.” You looked up, hearing the mockingjay’s repeat the melody you had sang.

Coryo followed your gaze. “I’ve never seen those type of birds before.”

“Mockingjays, as we call ‘em, or as Lucy Gray does.” You explained, smiling at the thought of your beloved cousin.

“Well, I like it so far. Your songs are always beautiful.” He smiled, leaning down to kiss your nose.

You giggled, your hand going up to grab him to connect your lips. You exchanged a passionate kiss, the boy always kissing you like you were his air. He slowly broke apart, leaving small pecks on your lips before he pulled you closer.

“I wish it could be like this all the time,” You sighed.

“Me too, baby.” He brushed some hair out of your eyes, studying you for a moment. “It could be… if you came to the Capitol—”

“No, Coryo.” You cut him off with a wave of your hand. “I mean out here. In nature, away from it all. I don’t want to go back to the Capitol ever again. I don’t belong there.”

He deflated, shaking his head. “Y/N, you know I have to go back eventually..”

A breath of air left your lips, his words leaving you frowning. “I know,” your eyes casted downwards, away from his.

He bent down slightly, leaving a kiss on your lips. “I’m not gone yet, my songbird. I’m still here,”

His actions brought a small smile to your face, as your hands came up to grip his lovingly. “I.. I’m sorry I make things difficult. I’m torn, Coryo. I don’t want to be without you, but I refuse to live that life in the Capitol.”

“You don’t make things difficult, my love. I understand. You were brought up out here, it‘s your home.” He muttered, staring into your eyes with a loving gaze. “I will figure it out— We will. Don’t worry, baby.” He left another kiss on your lips, this one longer and washing all of your worries away. When you pulled back for air, the boy turned to dig in his bag, turning back to you with an orange shawl in his hand.

“What’s this?” You asked, sitting up and turning to him.

He swallowed the lump in his throat, passing it to you. “It was my mother’s, and I’d like for you to have it.”

“Oh, Coryo,” You smiled, clutching it. “Thank you, really.” You brought up to your nose, inhaling deeply. “Mm, still smells like roses.”

He smiled down at you with adoration.

“I’ll take good care of it, I promise. Thank you, sweetheart.” You said, your accent showing. “You must miss your family so much out here.”

“I do.” He answered. “I worry about them all the time.”

“…Would you really go back, though?” You met his eye again. “If you could,”

“I have to, it’s where I belong. Like how you belong out here.”

You nodded, breaking your eye contact. “Yeah, I get it. I’m sorry.” Your gaze turned back to the water in front of you.

“Hey..” He scooted closer to you.

You shook your head. “What if this was our life, Coriolanus?” You asked, and his attention was immediately on you with the use of his actual name. “Out here, waking up whenever. Catching our own food, living out by the lake— I mean, would you still feel the need for the Capitol even then?” You further went on, urging him to listen to you.

“Hey, lovebirds!” Lucy Gray called with a giggle, causing the pair of you to break apart. “C’mere! CeCe and Issac caught dinner!” She waved, as Issac held up some fish they had caught.

You sighed, shaking your head once again at Coryo before you stood up to join them, Coriolanus on your tail.

As the night went on, the previous worries were now in the back of your mind as you sang a song with Lucy Gray, a smile on your face.

However, as Coriolanus watched you, the same worries were front and present in his mind. In fact, he couldn’t think of anything else. He knew somehow, someway he had to convince you to come with him. He couldn’t leave you behind, not again.

He didn’t know if you’d still be here when he got back.

‘What if this was our life, Coriolanus? Would you still feel the need for the Capitol, even then?’ Your past words ringing in his ears as his smile dropped. If he didn’t lure you in soon, you’d fly away with the mockingjays into the wind, never to be his again.

He couldn’t have that.

at least melissa has more self-awareness about her situation than whatever is going on with shauna most days

not him crossing his arms and being offended after his padawan insinuated his turn to the dark side he will forever be the galaxy’s menace

i gotta remember this