Chelsea / Hoax / Peace + Everlark

it’s not just katniss who’s descended from the covey—prim is, too. when effie sends katniss a list of possible “talents” she could have as a victor, katniss fails at cooking, flower arranging, and flute playing…“but prim has a knack for all three.”

because katniss is set on understating her similarities to her mother, she emphasizes prim’s shared qualities with asterid while positioning herself as the reflection of her father. in doing so, katniss makes it easy to forget that her voice is not the only place burdock everdeen lives on—he’s there behind prim’s blonde hair and blue eyes just as much.

the loss of their covey connection is a loss of culture for both everdeen girls. but they never truly lost their musical talent, not even with the loss of burdock and the music he brought to their home. because katniss knew her mother had returned to them the day asterid started to sing.

in a free world, a world where haymitch had been the symbol of a successful revolution, a world where the covey had been allowed to live on, katniss and prim both would have had a place in the community, the family that theirs had been forced to abandon. katniss armed with her voice and prim with her flute, clad in dresses of forest green and baby blue, they’d begin:

“nothing you can take from me was ever worth keeping…”

OH my God James Gunn Understands

I'm sofuckin hyped

            the   force   is   known,   to   its   most   fundamental   grounds,   by   those   who   are   able   to   p o s s e s s   it.   it   is   of   every   star,   &   every   moon.   it   is   breath,   it   is   LIFE.   it   f l o w s   between   every   stone,   &   when   its   rhythmic   turn   greets   finality   with   a   gracious   bow,   —   seeks   shelter   in   the   skies   above.   it   is   because   of   this   dance,   that   the   tempo   of   her   heart   lives   o n   …   it   is   why   she   is   able   to   visit   here,   to   travel   home   –   be   near.   ( she’s h a r d l y gone. )

              this   isn’t   the   first   time   constellations   led   her   off   a   guiding   light’s   path   to   distances   left   unfrequented   &   uninhabited   –   that   is,   by love,   by good   –   SINCE   FORGOTTEN.   by   him.

                  ❛ —- you’re  H U R T I N G. ❜

   ╱     a starter for: ⊰ @vadaer​​​ ! ⊱

higher, further, faster, baby ! 

here’s carol danvers / captain marvel, my favorite resident sparkling space babe! she’ll have a full bio coming soon, and for the time being i’ve got some bullet points under the cut. i’ll probably reblog a meme in a bit, but like this post/let me know if you’d like to plot (or… maybe just a starter?) and i’ll come to you!

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Portada alternativa de Fantastic Four (2022) #18 por Phil Noto.

FILM & TV YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW | DAY 4: URL/ICON

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⊰ jedichosen: ⊱

         𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 ,    head bowed in obliterated weakness and coming to rest softly ‘pon her shoulder.    in this darkness ,    she stands like a 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 ,    unwavering.    THE BRIGHTEST STAR IN HIS GALAXY.    how could he ever endure the loss of her  ?    the answer is simple  :    he wouldn’t.    first comes the coldness of dread ,    alike glacial fingers that ensnare his fragile mind.    all things die ,    whispers the dragon.    ❛    what if i can’t    ––––    ❜    save you.    oh ,    he cannot speak of it  !    merely imagining existence without her brings about paralyzing terror    /    and so the dragon rejoices.    𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕓𝕦𝕣𝕟 𝕠𝕦𝕥 ,    𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕜𝕪𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕖𝕣.    ❛    WHAT IF I’M NOT POWERFUL ENOUGH  ?    ❜    it is only in the cover of night shadows that he dares voice such concern ,    notes trembling in fear.    he wasn’t enough once    ––––    and his mother paid the price.    arms tighten ‘round her frame  ;    perhaps she’ll remain unhurt should he never let go.    ❛    i love you ,    so much.    ❜    emotion swallows his words.    ❛    i can’t lose you.    ❜          

          ❛  death   is   part   of   life,   anakin.   it’s   –––   natural,   for   all   of   us.  ❜    a   small,   practiced   smile.   ❛  &   if   it   should   find   me   sooner   than   later,   i’d   still   be   with   you   …   you   know   that.   nothing   could   keep   me   away   …   ❜   tears   prick  at   the   corners   of   her   eyes;   mirrored   constellations   spell   and   tremble.   (     she’d   been fearful.     )   it’s   true.   but   right   here,   &   right   now,   the   stubbornness   of   a   queen’s   heart   and   a   politician’s   mind   steels   her   resolve.   she   won’t   bend   now.  not   before   him,   as   he   needs   her   most.  𝐒𝐇𝐄   𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋   𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐋   𝐇𝐄𝐑   𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐒   𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓   𝐓𝐇𝐄   𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐒   𝐎𝐅   𝐀   𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐌,   𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆   𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆.  he   envelops   her,   body   &   soul !!  –––––––   she’ll   steady   the   waves,   a   master   of   the   tide.          R   E   S   T.          ❛  we   could   run   from   everything,   all   of   this.   the   council,   the war,   the ( fear )   …   ani,   run   with   me.   with   our   baby.  we   still   have   time;   we   can   find   our   answers   there.   i   know   of   places,   places   that   are   safe  !!   places   that   we   can   be   happy   –––––   free.  ❜

Could you pretty please draw Padme? Hope you have a wonderful new year!!

Happy new year to you too Anon! Here is Padme :D

Corenswet convinced James Gunn to have the trunks!

Another W for the trunks folks