โคท ๐’ฝ๐š๐ฒ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐œ๐ก ๐’ถ๐›๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐š๐ญ๐ก๐ฒหŽหŠห— (@twelvesrascal) header
โคท ๐’ฝ๐š๐ฒ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐œ๐ก ๐’ถ๐›๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐š๐ญ๐ก๐ฒหŽหŠห— (@twelvesrascal) profile picture

โ € โ € โ € โ € โ €โ € ๐“Œ๐˜ฆโ€™๐˜ท๐˜ฆ โ €๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ โ €๐˜ด๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ โ €๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ โ €๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ โ € ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ โ €๐˜ฐ๐˜ง โ €๐˜ข โ €๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ง, โ €@acapitoldoll. โ € โ € โ € โ €

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Joined June 2025
lemme remind you that โ€˜m taller than your whiny ass.
โ € haymitch , go the Hell to Sleep . . . hate how you're always awake when i am . . you'd think shrimps like you would need all the sleep you can get before you get slaughtered . . โ €
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he let her touch him and watched her bright eyes take him in. not a nice sight to inspect, but he trusted her. an unlikely pair: the worst victor in history and the older, talented trinket sister. paired up, punished +
her eyes avert to the thick scar thatโ€™s now on full display , swallowing hard and trying to dislodge the sudden suffocating lump thatโ€™s formed in her throat. not the best memory โ€” watching him get axxed on television. she +
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birthday was so soon and of course reaping day. two more children they would have to bring to the capitol to watch them die a useless death. he would sleep through most of these days. โ€œdid ya get tโ€™talk to your friends when I was +
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on stage ?,โ€ he asked and pulled his shirt down to cover his scarred skin, feeling ridiculous enough that he had shown her, sitting up straight. โ€œor what were you doinโ€™ ?โ€
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โคท ๐’ฝ๐š๐ฒ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐œ๐ก ๐’ถ๐›๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐š๐ญ๐ก๐ฒหŽหŠห— retweeted
literally could be a canon still from the future hunger games
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โคท ๐’ฝ๐š๐ฒ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐œ๐ก ๐’ถ๐›๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐š๐ญ๐ก๐ฒหŽหŠห— retweeted
ร‰ isso boa noite
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โคท ๐’ฝ๐š๐ฒ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐œ๐ก ๐’ถ๐›๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐š๐ญ๐ก๐ฒหŽหŠห— retweeted
โ €โ €โ €โ € โ € โ € โ €โ €They will not ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ my ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜€ โ €โ €โ €โ € โ € โ €โ €โ € for ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—ฟ entertainment.
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โคท ๐’ฝ๐š๐ฒ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐œ๐ก ๐’ถ๐›๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐š๐ญ๐ก๐ฒหŽหŠห— retweeted
โ € โ € แดกสœแด‡ษด ษช'แด แด…แด‡แด€แด… แด€ษดแด… ษขแดษดแด‡, แดกษชสŸสŸ แด›สœแด‡ส ๊œฑษชษดษข แด€ส™แดแดœแด› แดแด‡ ? แดกสœแด‡ษด ษช'แด แด…แด‡แด€แด… แด€ษดแด… ษขแดษดแด‡, แดกษชสŸสŸ แด›สœแด‡ส ๊œฑแด„ส€แด‡แด€แด แดส ษดแด€แดแด‡ ? โ €
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eyebrows shot up in surprise. his deceased father whom he missed too often. he hadnโ€™t considered to be like him, only acted and spoke like he thought was right. a loudmouth, vulgar words left and right. his seam blue belonged to his +
she grins, a hum leaving her lips. "now my ma was real pretty ... i dunno much about my pa. virtually nothin' really. so ... 'm not really sure. your ma showed me photos of your pa though. y'look so much like him. even more handsome though. y'have ya ma's eyes too."
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mother. โ€œI donโ€™t think I am. I donโ€™t have what other guysโ€™ve, not that I need that. I have you,โ€ he responded and cradled her cheek. โ€œyour name really fits you. the angelsโ€™ve named you.โ€
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burdock had taught her to be tough, strong and provide for herself. bow and arrow, knifeโ€” he taught her everything he knew. preparing her for the cruel life in district twelve. she knew these woods better than anyone, yet it was eerie +
โ € herโ €non-stopโ €coughingโ €sendsโ €aโ €pair ofโ €birdsโ €flyingโ €outโ €ofโ €theโ €trees,โ €and katnissโ €startsโ €toโ €getโ €annoyed.โ €atโ €this rate,โ €thereโ €won'tโ €beโ €aโ €singleโ €creature leftโ €inโ €theโ €woodsโ €byโ €theโ €timeโ €they reachโ €theโ €lake. &&
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for him to be back. his own head hurt for different reasons, a sharp stabbing in the side of his right hip again. he probably shouldnโ€™t have come with her; dark corners his mind returned to, remembering delightful memories that saddened +
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him. โ€œI know yโ€™doโ€ฆ yโ€™just donโ€™t sound too well. we should take a small breakโ€” the old man needs a break.โ€ joking as he plopped down on an old tree trunk, sighing heavily and patting the seat next to him.
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finally. there she was. @theevermoredove in all her glory, sitting in the meadow with her honking geese like she hadnโ€™t leftโ€” waited for him to return to her. it had to be fate. reuniting under the setting sun, dipped in orange and +
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yellow. heart hammered against his chest, tears dried on his cheeks. red-rimmed blue hues fixating her. the sleep syrup began to wear off, reality creeping back in. mother and brother died, burned alive and he stood in front of their +
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