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/  real!!  anything here & @/borntobleed-  !!

*/   ofc !!   anything  you're  feeling  <33

(    @-ofsongbirds     )    (    normally  wiress  would  shy  away,  curl  in  on  herself,  shut  down  and  try  to  keep  the  tears  at  bay,  keep  them  as  quiet  as  possible.    but  something  about  the  soft  southern  lull  of  lucy  gray’s  voice,  of  the  delicate  nature  of  her  words,  makes  something  inside  her  break,  makes  the  dam  burst  before  she  has  time  to  think  to  stop  it.    shaky,  broken  sobs  tear  through  her  throat  as  big,  glassy  tears   spill  from  her  eyes  and  roll  down  her  cheeks.    her  hands  shot  up,  the  heels  pressing  hard  into  her  eyes  to  try  and  make  the  tears  stop,  though  to  no  avail.    her  shoulders  tremble,  quaking  as  they  curl  in,  as  if  she’s  trying  to  shield  herself  from  something   )

(    @villagesview-     )    (    for  a  moment,  guilt  tugs  at  wiress’ heart,  donna  shouldn’t  have  to  worry  about  watching  out  for  her  in  the  arena,  she  should  worry  about  keeping  herself  alive,  and  wiress  knows  she’ll  only  slow  her  down,  only  lessen  her  chances.    and  as  she  takes  in  the  details  of  the  girl’s  face,  heads  her  words,  sees  that  all  too  familiar  sad  twinkle  in  her  eyes,  all  wiress  can  see  is  haymitch,  and  suddenly  she’s  nineteen  again,  roping  in  a  boy  who  knew  not  yet  the  horrors  of  the  world  in  their  ragtag  plan  to  destroy  the  system  that  was  the  lifeblood  of  their  ‘great’  country.     she  can’t  make  that  mistake  again,  can’t  take  any  more  from   haymitch,  can’t  be  the  reason  he  loses  someone  else.   delicately,  she  reaches  forward,  placing  a  hand  on  donna’s  knee  and  giving  it  a  soft  squeeze.    she’ll  watch  this  girl’s  back,  but  not  to  increase  her  own  chances,  but  to  make  sure  donna  makes  it  out  of  there  alive.    wiress  knows  she  isn’t  going  to  live,  but  she’s  willing  to  do  anything  to  make  sure  belladonna  does.     she  shrugs  simply  at  the  girl’s  comments  on  her  own  games,  it  had  never  felt  smart,  even  in  the  years  after,  it  had  felt  cowardly,  even  if  haymitch  has  told  his  daughter  otherwise    )
            
            
            
            /     sorry for rambling- i fear the idea of wiress being in the games with haymitch’s daughter and only being able to see him and the mistakes she made before is haunting me-

──    જ⁀  @tictoks ,
            
            {  rare  sincerity  lines  the  smile  donna  offers  in  response  to  wiress'  own  as  she  takes  an  open  seat  near  the  elder,   admiration  gleaming  in  her  eyes  despite  how  she  may  deny  it  later.   truth  be  told,  she  has  respect  for  nearly  every  survivor  of  the  games —  having  seen  so  many  go  off  over  the  course  of  her  life,  she  knows  it  isn't  easy.  }   i'll  watch  your  back  in  there,    {  she  continues,  the  silence  no  offense  in  the  wake  of  what  dad's  told  her.  }   but  i  don't  think  you'll  need  it.   dad's  told  me  how  you  survived  the  last  time;  that  was  pretty  smart.   

(    @villagesview-     )    (    the  words  tug  a  small  smile  from  wiress’s  lips,  the  corners  of   her  eyes  crinkling  up.    it’d  been  a  long  time  since  someone   other  than  beetee  had  shared  that  sentiment,  even  back  home.    she’d  gotten  used  to  it,  even  if  the  words 
            still  stung  from  time  to  time,  but  it’s  nice  to  hear   that  someone  else  thinks  otherwise    )

*     ME TOO but you should totally make one …

(    @villagesview-     )     (    wiress  hesitates  for  a  moment,  she   /   knows   /    she  doesn’t  bring  much  to  the  table,  hell,  she  won  her  games  by  burrowing  up  insider  her  too-big,  too-bright  arena  uniform  behind  a  rock  until  it  was  all over,  she  doesn’t  want  to  slow  donna  down,  doesn’t  want  to  get  her  killed,  doesn’t  want  to  be  the  reason  haymitch  loses  someone  else, but  she  also  doesn’t  wanna  be  alone,  not  now,  and  not  when  she  dies,  so  she  nods  quickly,  reaching  one  hand  out  to  the  girl    )