kay after hours

how i feel trying to read the golden king and breiða sjáflr in addendum order

reg got turned into an inferi and barty got his soul destroyed by the dementors kiss

just saw obsession and the amount of people acting like nikki is the obsessed one when bear is clearly violating her bodily autonomy throughout this whole ordeal is CRAZY

like even after the real nikki begs him to KILL HER rather than be forced into the relationship she never wanted with a man she viewed like a brother. sickening. i am sick. i shall never feel well again

During her games, which Euphemia avoided talking about when she could, she was a young girl. She was not the favorite to win. Not even in the top ten. She was small. Scared, though she pretended she wasn’t. She’d never even had a pet die before.

All in all, Effie felt woefully unprepared for the arena.

Her parents said goodbye to her the day she left. Not good luck. Not come home safe.

Goodbye, Effie. We love you. We forgive you.

They knew as well as anyone that Effie would not be coming home.

In the training room, against all odds, she met a man. He was tall and strong and handsome, only one year away from aging out of the Games completely. He was confident and funny and loud, like his inevitable death was something he couldn’t be bothered to worry about.

Valiance, that was his name. The perfect name for a Victor.