#❛ i feel divinity in my veins like aching， like fire. ➴PJO.

[vict12r]

@angeldored, minerva said “   you  drool  when  you  sleep .   ”

 ‍  ‍ the daughter of war is haloed by the late afternoon sunrays, and katniss has to squint at her from underneath her shielding forearm. there is a frown on her lips, sleep - addled from the rousing of her nap.

 ‍  ‍ “ . . . no, i don't, ” only after a not - at - all subtle wipe of the back of her hand across her chin; no drool, though maybe a smudge of dirt. unamused, she lays her head back down onto the cushion of long grass and drapes her arm over her eyes -- no need to let her gaze linger on minerva. ugh. “ was there something you wanted, romero? ”

#angeldored #❛ a fighter forced to perform. ➴WRITING. #❛ you showed me colors you know i can’t see with anyone else. ➴ANGELDORED ⁀ MINERVA ROMERO. #❛ i feel divinity in my veins like aching， like fire. ➴PJO VERSE. #ehehe

[vict12r]

starter for @4thdistrict.

 ‍  ‍ the water laps at her bare feet as she walks along the shore, the coolness a welcome respite from the heavy sun that has beat down on them all day -- though it's begun its descent in the sky, painting the horizon a soft orange - purple as dusk approaches. finnick is easy to find; he always has been, if she really thinks about it. the water has always been his catharsis. katniss is a little disgruntled she had never put it together herself. but one forbidden child had caused enough stir, and as more popped up . . . well, it's probably a good thing finnick had never blatantly faced that hardship.

 ‍  ‍ she settles next to him in the sand, swallowing the pained grunt in her throat -- she is still covered in her fair share of scrapes and bruises, despite the healthy dose of nectar ﹠ ambrosia the apollo kids have on anyone who suffered worse than a surface wound in the battle of manhattan. still looking out over the water, she leans to bump her shoulder against finnick's and sighs casually. as if testing the waters; “ so. finally beat the deadbeat dad allegations? ”

#❛ a fighter forced to perform. ➴WRITING. #❛ to put yourself back together. ➴4THDISTRICT ⁀ FINNICK ODAIR. #❛ i feel divinity in my veins like aching， like fire. ➴PJO VERSE. #oops. hey

[vict12r]

@graunblida said “   you  cannot  control  your  parentage ,    but  you  can  choose  your  legacy .   ”

 ‍  ‍ a frown pulls at her lips, tilting her head to look up at the other woman with brows drawn into a puzzled expression. she is still wiping the gore off her arrows with considerable distaste, careful that the twisted ichor doesn't touch her skin -- although she's fairly certain the monster's blood won't burn through her, it never hurts to be cautious. some mild complaint about her blood luring these beasts and here they are, having this conversation.

 ‍  ‍ “ i mean, sure. if that's your deal. ” a quiet grunt as she stands from her crouch, brushing gravel from her knees. unwillingly, she thinks of luke castellan and the many unclaimed half - bloods who followed him; how their names will either be remembered with pity or bitterness. “ i'm not much of a long - term thinker, though. ” katniss isn't necessarily interested in leaving a mark on history, and having children is never something that's stuck out to her, either. quite the opposite.

#graunblida #❛ the odds were never in our favor. ➴ANSWERED. #❛ a fighter forced to perform. ➴WRITING. #❛ i feel divinity in my veins like aching， like fire. ➴PJO. #teehee hi dear!!

[vict12r]

i think ironically, despite her driving role in canon, katniss wouldn't have joined kronus' army in pjo. she absolutely sees the sense in demigods feeling abandoned and betrayed, she knows that the gods' ways are outdated and they take advantage of their children if they don't ignore them altogether, and there needed to be a change -- but wreaking havoc upon the mortal world and letting the titans retake their reign wasn't the way. after witnessing so many of her fellow demigods die as pawns in a game, whether it was the olympians or titans, it only strengthened her resolve. she never fought against other halfbloods if she could help it.

#❛ i feel divinity in my veins like aching， like fire. ➴PJO VERSE. #➴HEADCANONS. #all for revolution but innocents needlessly dying is a Big No

[vict12r]

@angeldored said combat.  for our muses to train together in combat. ― from minnie.

 ‍  ‍ despite her supposed advantage of godly blood running in her veins, katniss has never been naturally savvy in swordsmanship. whether it be due to an honest lack of interest or her mother's specific realm that hardwired her instincts to favor archery, the result is the same; she can barely keep up with the xiphos - wielding first years. why she continues showing up to sparring, knowing exactly who will challenge her every time, is a question she gave up asking herself a long time ago.

 ‍  ‍ some part of her has started to believe they are always destined -- or doomed -- to end up like this; the clumsy clash of celestial bronze and locked swords, forearms tensed, faces inches apart ( she can see every flash of gold reflected in minerva's umber gaze ), katniss always on the verge of losing the advantage as her hands slip and her stance is never correct. wisps of loose hair tickle her lashes and she huffs a breath to clear them, mollars gritting as the ache in her arms exceeds to a mortifying tremor. “ you always win, ” she rasps, grip swiftly shifting in hopes to hold her blade steadier. “ what's the point? ” does her ego need that little boost every day?

#angeldored #❛ the odds were never in our favor. ➴ANSWERED. #❛ a fighter forced to perform. ➴WRITING. #❛ you showed me colors you know i can’t see with anyone else. ➴ANGELDORED ⁀ MINERVA ROMERO. #❛ i feel divinity in my veins like aching， like fire. ➴PJO VERSE. #they are sooo funny to me

[vict12r]

britomartis was inititally drawn to allium because of his respect for the earth he walked upon, the reverence with which he treated every plant he picked and every animal he downed in a hunt (it was never done wastefully). when she first heard his voice, saw the way the birds stopped to listen, it was like listening to the hymns of a nature spirit itself. their romance was as fleeting as any courtship with a god & mortal, but she truly loved him and was proud to have a daughter with him, watching over her whenever she was able. in the whisper of the breeze that caressed a freckled cheek, the birdsong that rose when katniss passed by, the plants that bent toward her as she walked. britomartis had left with allium a charm that helped disguise katniss' demigod scent to monsters, and a bow made of elm wood and string made of rope from her own hunting nets, blessed to be infallible. unfortunately, the charm (a medallion-shaped wood with a mockingbird carved into it) was lost with allium in his death, as katniss had slipped it into his coat that morning to wish him safety.

#❛ i feel divinity in my veins like aching， like fire. ➴PJO VERSE. #➴HEADCANONS. #finally gathering all my thoughts for this verse coherently #(i say like this is a full meta and not a speel of rambles)