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mxdnights0 · 3 months

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Literally anything with Johanna please !!! I want her to be happy so badly 🥺❤️

Hi! Sorry it took so long, I've been really busy with uni and things. I have a lot of Johanna headcanons, so I'll do those for now!!

Johanna Mason Headcanons

♫↬ She's a lesbian for sure ♫↬ she listens to rock/punkrock/screamo music when she's training/working out/chopping wood ♫↬ she's really good at building things, she even built a treehouse for finnick and annie's kid ♫↬ johanna’s favourite holiday was Xmas. since she lost her family, she doesn’t celebrate it as much. ♫↬ she's terrified to get too close to anyone considering the fact that her entire family was killed. she needs a lot of assurance to know that someone will stay, but she will never admit it. ♫↬ she's a really hard person to read. you don't know what she's thinking a lot of the time. ♫↬ she's extremely protective once she does get close. ♫↬ she wanted a family, but she was always afraid she would pass her trauma onto them so she never tried to find anyone. ♫↬ katniss and johanna roommate era turned into them being best friends and having hour long phonecalls at least once a week ♫↬ she gives me very aromantic vibes, the only person i ship her with is annie cresta post-rebellion ♫↬ she also uses she/they pronouns probably ♫↬ she loves spicy food too

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realmermaid333 · 2 years

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I want some scene depicting Johanna meeting Annie for first time, ( or maybe she was so shocked about this particular info from Finnick). Thank you ❤

https://realmermaid333.tumblr.com/post/696942435837853696/hey-love-all-your-headcanon-thank-you-for

Thank you for the request! I’d actually been thinking about how they might have have met recently, so this was fun to write!

The bustling of the seemingly never-ending party had begun to irritate Johanna who just wanted to get back to the train and sleep. She was sick of the Victory Tour, but luckily she was more than halfway through, with her current stop being District 4. Earlier that day, she gave her speech and tried her best to avoid looking at the family of the girl she’d so viciously killed. After spending the whole day pretending to listen to everyone who spoke to her, and fidgeting with her green, shimmering dress that was a little too short for comfort, she needed to escape.

She scanned the room to see if she could find Finnick, the only somewhat bearable person she’d met at the Capitol, only to be disappointed by his absence. Her next option was to slip away into the bathroom. She quickly walked away from the crowd, avoiding eye contact with everyone she passed, and rushed into the women’s bathroom. She shut the door behind her, the buzz of the party now faint behind the wooden barrier, and exhaled in relief. She leaned against the bathroom counter, happy to finally have some silence.

Johanna looked in the mirror, she looked polished, sparkly, elegant even, but she did not feel like any of those things. Her reflection was someone different than before the Games, it was now that of a girl who mercilessly killed, a girl who was drenched in the blood of other tributes when the hovercraft collected her from the arena. She stared into the reflection of her eyes, filled with guilt and anger. It was the first time she had been alone all day– but she realized she wasn’t alone at all when one of the stalls behind her opened. Out came a young woman with long, flowing hair, wearing a pale-pink dress. After a second of staring at her, she realized it was Annie Cresta, the girl who won last year.

Annie froze in her steps when she saw Johanna, not expecting it to be her who’d stormed into the bathroom only to gasp over the sink. “Hi,” Annie said shyly. She felt nervous upon realizing she was alone with Johanna Mason. She seemed unfriendly, and the way she brutally killed the final tributes with an axe disturbed Annie, especially since the same weapon was used to kill her own district partner. Johanna didn’t expect to see the mad girl at the party, according to everyone Annie had gone completely off the deep end.

“Hey,” she responded, lifting her hands from the counter and fixing her posture.

“What are you doing here?” Annie asked.

“Taking a break. I can’t stand the people out there,” Johanna said bitterly.

“Me too, but I left at the beginning of the party,” Annie said, her voice now above a whisper.

“I just want to get back to my district and be left alone, that’s the deal when you win the Games, isn’t it?” Johanna exclaims, clearly aggravated. Little did she know, she was not going to be left alone, not without paying a great price. Annie did not have the heart to tell her that victors are never truly left alone, and she figured Johanna’s question was rhetorical, so she didn’t answer it.

“Same, I hate Capitol people parties. It reminds me of my own tour,” Annie slowly approached the sink, a few feet adjacent to Johanna. She remembered Annie’s Victory Tour the year before, the poor girl barely made it through, her escort had to read off her cards for her in a few districts.

Johanna was intrigued by Annie, the mad girl who seemed rather normal. She was quiet, fidgety, and maybe a little awkward, but no part of her seemed crazy. And Johanna decided she would make a good conversation partner. “So is that what brings you here? You can’t stand the pretentious Capitol goons either?” she asks with a smirk on her face.

Annie looked up from her hands, “Yeah, they’re shallow, loud, selfish, obnoxious, the more time you spend around them the worse they get. You should have seen how they treated me last year,” Annie says, mirroring Johanna’s annoyance. Her open anger towards the Capitol was refreshing for Annie, if not a little worrying, but somehow she felt comfortable sharing her frustration too. Which was odd since moments before Annie was completely intimidated by her, and now they were both bashing the people of the Capitol together.

“You’re telling me,” she scoffed, “I forgot how infuriating they are, I’ve only been around them for like a week and I already want to yank my hair out,”

“Have you seen the vomit drink yet? I can’t believe they are so wasteful while everyone starves in the districts,” Annie says while crossing her arms. Johanna looks at Annie and nods with a grimace on her face.

“And they look at us with pity for what we’ve gone through, just to sit back and watch the Games again next year,” Annie says, disgusted.

“God, I know. It makes me want to throw my axe at them!” Johanna joked. Annie’s smile fell at her statement and she became tense. Johanna had forgotten about the events of Annie’s Hunger Games the year before, her district partner Merwyn was beheaded with an axe. She regretted making such a joke.

“Oh.. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable or anything,” Johanna apologized, looking down at her feet.

“It’s fine,” Annie said with a small shrug, though she was clearly still uneasy.

They sat in silence for a moment until Johanna sighed, “Well, I better get back out there or my stylist is going to have a fit over me not showing off his dress,” she rolled her eyes.

“I’ll go with you, if you want,” Annie suggests, giving Johanna a friendly smile. She felt relieved at her suggestion, she didn’t want to go back out there alone.

“Sure,” Johanna shrugged.

With a deep breath, they opened the door, letting in the sounds of the party, and made their way through the flock of people. They stood together silently by the drink table, until Johanna was forced into another torturous conversation. When it was time to leave, Johanna waved goodbye to Annie as her escort led her back to the train. A part of her felt a little disappointed, maybe even sad, that she didn’t get to talk to her more, the mad girl wasn’t really mad after all. If anything, she seemed kind of cool.

#johanna mason #annie cresta #finnick odair #the hunger games #prompt #fanfiction #odesta #johannie #johanna and annie #platonic ship #catching fire #mockingjay #thg #district 4 #district 7 #victory tour

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whatthepublicthink · 4 months

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Johannie | @einnahoj NYC 2017-09-30

Prints: http://figura.shop

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#black and white #Johannie

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just-anormalblog · 5 months

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Vivi es un gato naranja y nadie puede hacerme cambiar de opinión XD

No me convencen mucho los colores de fondo jsjsj

Vivi le pertenece a @/violetter-ozean

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flucky · 6 months

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Photography by Johannie Valdes

#smoking glamour #Johannie Valdes

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arinewman7 · 1 year

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Johannis

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fern, hair, clay, acrylic and chalk on lead laid on board, 2007

#Anselm Kiefer #art #artist #abstract #Johannis #fern hair clay acrylic and chalk on lead laid on board #2007

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cryptid-quest · 1 year

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Cryptid of the Day: Johannis’s Aliens

Description: In August of 1947, an Italian artist named Rapuzzi Johannis claimed to have seen a red glowing UFO and two dwarf like aliens in the mountains between Italy and Yugoslavia. The aliens had large, green heads, and one of the things hit Johannis with an electric ray.

#cryptids #Cryptid #cryptozoology #cryptid of the day #johannis's aliens

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johanny-art · 1 year

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mxdnights0 · 4 months

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Aquaphobia Series Look After You

This is a Johanna and Annie fic (You can take it as romantic or platonic!!) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

ANNIE'S POV

I remember the train. It was quick, speeding by all of the green hills on the way to District 7. It was quick, but it still took 8 hours to get there.

I'd been on my way to visit Johanna. She hadn't replied to anyone in a few days, and I would be lying if I said I wasn't worried.

If I had known what I would see when I got there, I'm not sure what I would have done.

Now, I sit in the front doorway, staring in confusion as I took in the once beautiful mansion, now completely dark and destitute. How long had my dear friend lived like this? “Johanna?” I called out, setting down my bag and looking into some of the rooms of her house. All the rooms were empty, looking almost as if no one lived here at all. She wasn’t there, so I climbed the stairs to her room. All it took was one peak inside of the door to see that Johanna was in there, and she probably hadn’t left in days.

“Oh, Jo...” My heart broke as I walked into the room and sat on the edge of her bed. She barely moved, but I could see where she was. “Annie, what are you doing here?” She asked, a bit of bite to her words. I understood though, No one wanted others to see them at their lowest, and this appeared to be Johanna’s.

“Jo, I’m here to help... Will you let me help you?” Johanna sighed, slowly sitting up. the comforter fell from her body, confirming more to me that she probably hadn’t eaten well in a while.. She looked too thin.

Her eyes drifted to my baby bump. I was about 4 or 5 months along now, so it was more noticeable than when she left. It seemed as though that sparked a small curiosity in her otherwise dull eyes. “How many months have you got left?” I only shrugged “I’m about.. Halfway through, I think? The baby will be here soon... But for now, I’m perfectly capable of being here and helping you out, okay? I want to help you.” I took her hands in mine. Cold. Too Cold. “Let me help you, Jo,” I said, holding her hands in my lap, trying to warm them. Johanna finally gave in with a small nod. I led her to the bathroom, not letting go of her. I knew what she’d gone through in the Capitol, and I knew what was about to happen was NOT going to help keep away any resurfacing memories. There was still something so off about her, but I knew that it wasn’t something she could control. It was the trauma shutting her down. I, of all people, would know how that felt. I led her to sit on the toilet seat before leaning over and filling the tub with warm water. A comforting haze took over the mood of what was so cold and so dark. The orange light of the vanity light shadowed over Johanna’s face, accentuating the dark circles under her eyes. She looked frozen. Almost as if she didn’t feel human anymore. I could sadly relate to that probably more than anyone else, if I was honest. Once the water was at a good level, I helped her stand, undress, and get into the water. I saw her fear, her panic. It was as if she were letting me see how she truly felt for once. Johanna wasn’t a person to show much emotion. She was always so angry. Fear wasn’t something I’d ever seen on her before, and my heart broke. “Johanna, It’s okay, I’m here. I won’t leave you, I promise. Just relax, we’ll get you right as rain.” I tried to reassure as much as I could, but there was still that internal fear that I’d never be good enough. Finnick had been the one to comfort people, I’d never been good at it. I wanted to get better. For Johanna, and for this baby. I sat on the edge of the tub, her hand still held tightly in mine as she tried to get comfortable in the water. “Are you alright?” I asked softly, running my fingers through her short hair, trying to get her attention. “Yeah.. It’s weird, I guess?” she answered hesitantly. “It's like a constant loop, but for the first time in weeks I just can’t seem to put it off. I fell into this cycle, and I eventually just couldn’t get out of bed…” She leaned her head onto my lap, staring at the tile wall. I nodded slowly. “I think I understand that, I wish you would have told me, though.”

“Sorry, Annie.. I just didn’t want to bother you with it, you’re so busy with the whole pregnancy thing, I didn’t want to add anything else to your plate.”

I sighed quietly, my free hand playing with the hem of my shirt. “You wouldn’t have bothered me, Johanna, I want you to know that I care about you. I don’t want you going through this alone, okay?” She just nodded again, sinking further into the warm water of the tub. “Come here” I said, grabbing the showerhead to wash Johanna’s hair. I made sure to have it on the lowest setting before guiding the hose over her short, spiky hair. The spikes flattened against her head as I ran the stream of water over her head. The hand she was still holding tightly to tightened its grip. I didn’t know the intensity of the torture she’d indured, but I knew it was bad when I heard her screams from my cell every night. I lowered the shower head so it was off her head, smoothing her hair back and out of her eyes. “Check in, are you doing alright?”

Johanna only nodded, not opening her eyes, her hand still holding onto mine like a lifeline. It was difficult, but I managed to find shampoo and wash her hair with one hand. If She needed to hold my hand to be able to do this, I wouldn’t ever make her let go. I rinsed out the shampoo after another quick check in.

After that, Johanna just went quiet. Johanna was never quiet before what the capitol had done to her. I was glad they were gone. That President Snow was dead. I only wish I could have been there to see it.

It wasn’t until hours later, when she had gotten out of the water, when I made her soup with the small group of ingredients in her almost empty kitchen that she spoke again. We were in the kitchen. Johanna was sitting at the table while I did the dishes after dinner. “Thanks, Annie. I know you didn’t plan on taking care of a baby when you came to visit.” I could hear it in her tone. She was trying to make a joke, but I could see the embarrassment in her expression. “Jo, I don’t mind taking care of you, I thought it was nice.” I started simply, wiping down the counter. “I was worried when you stopped responding, so seeing you alive was reassuring.” Johanna sighed quietly “I don’t know what even happened. I was feeling fine when I left the capitol, but when I got back to 7, everything just started to fall apart… is that normal?” “I would say nothing of the mind is normal, Jo. It's all so confusing, but with the right people, you heal. I wouldn’t say you can forget anything that happened, but it helps on the days where you feel that paralyzing feeling.” I hummed, putting away the last dish “If anyone understands you, It’s me. I promise you.” “How do you seem so okay, Annie? You lost your family, and you’re here consoling me, talking me through all of this.. Are you even okay?” I froze for a moment, not knowing how to reply to her question. I took a deep breath, bracing myself for the impact of what my answer actually was. “I don’t think I’m okay. I don’t think I’m anything of the sort, but I know you aren’t either. Sometimes, healing together is what helps, you know? I think healing alone isn’t actually healing, its self isolation. You make yourself think that you don’t need anyone else, that you can get through it on your own.” I felt my throat tighten at what I was saying “Thats what Mags had told me what it was like after her games.. She had gotten her heart broken in the Arena, and came home to her entire family dead.. No one was there for her, I didn’t want you to have to suffer the same fate.” Johanna stood shakily and opened her arms. She’d never been much of a physical touch person, so it surprised me, but at that moment I didn’t really care. I fell into her arms, feeling as though if I said another word, I’d cry. “Neither of us can do this alone, Johanna..” “I know, Annie… I know.” Johanna sighed, wrapping her arms around me tightly, resting her chin on my shoulder. “From now on, we’re a team, okay? You and I against the world.” I nodded “Why don’t you move back to 4 with me, Jo? Then you won’t be so far away, I have a house that doesn’t look dark and ransacked.. Did you ever decorate when you first moved in?” “That’s a great question, Annie. The answer to that is I tried? I realized I wasn’t good, and then didn’t try again.” Johanna said, laughing. Her laugh was like music to my ears. I hadn’t heard it in a while. “I think it’s a good idea, ann. I’ll move.” I sighed happily, hugging her as tight as I could. I knew not being alone would help her, but I think it could help me as well. With Mags and Finnick gone, I’d been alone with the exception of Katniss and Peeta’s visits, the occasional drop in from Mrs. Everdeen to check on the baby. I was glad to have a roommate.

“We’ll wait til morning for any more plans, Annie, you look exhausted” Johanna decided, pulling away from the hug and leading me to her room that we had cleaned earlier. “You don’t mind sharing, right?” I shook my head “I don’t mind at all” A little bit later, we were in bed, just looking at each other. “Do you ever miss them?” Johanna asked.

“Everyday” I answered simply.

“Have you found out what the baby was yet?” was her next question. “Yeah, I’m going to have a little boy” I responded

As the night went on, we asked questions back and forth til the early morning. When we had finally fallen asleep, it was in each others arms, the comfort of knowing someone there helping the nightmares stay away for once.

#the hunger games #mags flanagan #annie cresta #finnick x annie #johanna mason #finnick odair #Johannie #Johanna x Annie #Johanna Mason x Annie Cresta #thg fanfiction #katniss everdeen #thg series #hunger games #mockingjay #thg #thgedit

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the-hottest-band-tournament · 9 days

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Round one