*My mom telling me I can turn on the lights in the back seats of the car to look for something*

Me:

Nobody:

Pope John Paul II for 26 years:

Neil: i’m fine

The foxes:

Brendon: Our lives are basically a work of romantic fan fiction!

Brendon: Ryan and I are the main characters, so that means we are love interests!

Jon and Spencer: Yeah, so what are we?

Brendon: You boys…

Jon:

Spencer:

Brendon: …are the homosexual supporting cast!

Spencer: You’ve gotta be kidding.

Nobody:

Pope John Paul II for 26 years:

Well, I did a thing. Let me know if you think it’s worth expanding lol. ❤️NYNR

“Heymutt.” The brunette, the one named Koga, called from below. One of the Careers. District One. Fan-fucking-tastic. “You planning on stayin up there all night?”

Inuyasha looked at his surroundings. Actually, he did plan on staying up there all night. He was perched on a strong branch of a tall tree, surrounded by foliage and other branches, which made him feel a little bit protected. He could strap himself up there and spend at least one night up there, but in the morning, he’d have to find some food. He hadn’t been able to grab anything from the Cornucopia. And it was too late to start hunting— the simulation of the sun was already beginning to descend. Night was coming faster than he liked.

“Mutt? You go fucking deaf from the cannons? We know you’re up there.”

He groaned. That “mutt” nickname was going to stick, wasn’t it? It wasn’t like he hadn’t heard it his whole life back in District Twelve, but he had hoped he could avoid the taunt on Panem-wide television. Then again, it was probably only a matter of time— being a muttation and ending up in the Hunger Games wasn’t exactly something that had happened before.

Surrounding Koga on the ground were three others that he recognized as the other Careers. Ayame, the girl from One. Then there was Byakuya, the male from Two, and Kagura, the female from Two, and the only one that actually scared him. From the looks of it, not only had they all managed to get to the Cornucopia and survive the bloodbath, but they’d been able to gather a significant amount of supplies. They all had their respective weapons, with the exception of Koga’s claws, which he was thankful for. Would have made taunting him a very stupid mistake.  

Buy Inuyasha couldn’t help himself, really. Not with those smug bastards eyeing him like he was their next meal.

“Bet ya can’t come up here and catch me.”

He watched from his perch as the Career dug his fingers into the bark, trying to get purchase on anything. Koga made it up the first few feet fast, and for a second, Inuyasha thought he had made a huge error in judgement. But soon enough, the self-proclaimed “Wolf” slipped on a piece of flimsy bark and fell back to the ground with a thud. Inuyasha laughed, hearty and loud. Looked like the bastard’s speed on the ground didn’t translate when climbing up a tree.

Koga growled from below, staring up at Inuyasha, having landed on his back. Ayame ran over to him, attempting to make sure he was okay, but he shrugged her off. The look in his eyes was livid. Above him, Kagura fanned out her throwing stars, smirking, her deadly aim giving him pause. Maybe he shouldn’t have pushed them. The girl from Two opened up her mouth to say something when someone else approached them.

It was her. Kagome. The girl from his district.

She was looking between the Careers and the ground carefully as she stepped lightly to join the group below him. And to his shock, none of them attacked her. Didn’t raise even so much as a finger when she approached. He frowned in confusion.

“We should make camp for the night. I’ve gathered as much as I can for any medicine we may need, and I shot a rabbit,” she said, holding up her kill in her left hand. The others watched as she reached them. Byakuya clapped her a little hard on the shoulder, causing her to stumble for a brief moment.

“First we have to decide what to do with your lover boy here,” Kagura sneered.

Right. Her “crush” on him. The one she’d declared on live broadcast throughout Panem.

Kagome glanced up at him from the ground. Her hair was tied back neatly, which is something he really should have considered doing himself. Sweat caused wispy tendrils to stick to the sides of her cheeks. Her face, smudged in dirt, a cut over her right eye, held the countenance of disinterest. No, not disinterest— apathy. A completely blank expression. Even her eyes, the brilliant blue he’d become accustomed to noticing even from across the training room, were neutral. Dispassionate. She saw him, to be sure, but it didn’t feel like she was actually seeinghim.

“I can try and shoot him down,” she said.

What? Inuyasha frowned and braced himself on the branch, familiar with her deadly aim. His stomach ached— was this what betrayal felt like? This was the girl with whom he’d walked into this hell with. Sure, they hadn’t really gotten along at first— nobody ever really got along with him no matter how hard they tried— but her friendliness, her kindness had seemed so sincere. Even Totosai had said it on the way to the Capitol, that she would be the one to get the sponsors, the one to charm the privileged Capitol citizens, the one to save their asses if they needed something like medicine or water or food from above. He wondered how this little turn of events would shatter that image of the sweet, kind girl from District 12. He felt shattered himself.

How stupid was I to even think…

It as those eyes, he thought. Those damn eyes, and the memories they brought back. When he was starving in the rain, and she’d thrown that crust of bread to him instead of feeding the pigs, she looked at him with those eyes. Really looked at him. Not like now.

She’d dropped the rabbit and her pack to her side. Deftly, she pulled an arrow back, and his heart skipped a beat. For a split second, he thought that was it. He was done for. So much for Totosai believing he could actually win the damn thing. He was sure Kaede would be disappointed. And he hoped Kikyo wasn’t watching, if only to spare her the shame.

But Kagome let the arrow loose, and it before he could blink he heard a thunk right next to his ear. It came so close to his head that it cut through a few pieces of his long, black hair, blowing the rest of it away and into his face. His eyes widened.

“Huh,” he heard Koga mutter below. “Thought you didn’t miss.”

“Too much foliage,” Kagome responded. She lowered her bow towards the ground.

“You sure you aren’t trying to spare him?” Byakuya said, narrowing his eyes.

Kagome shrugged, picked up the rabbit she had dropped, and sat down underneath one of the large adjacent trees. She pulled a knife out and began to peel the creature’s skin back.

“It doesn’t matter,” she said, sounding detached. “He can’t stay up there forever. Either he stays up there and starves, or he comes down here and we kill him.”

“Can’t argue with that,” said Koga. “You hear that, mutt?” he yelled up at Inuyasha. “You’re as good as dead!”

Inuyasha pulled the arrow out from the tree and held it in front of his face. Definitely Capitol-made. Some sort of reinforced metal tip, not poisoned from what he could tell, but even the fletching on the end of the arrow were sharp enough to slice through skin. For this one time, and this time only, Inuyasha had to agree with Koga— Kagome didn’t miss. And she’d had a clear shot. The foliage line had been bullshit, but only someone who’d learned to survive in Twelve would know that.

So what the hell was she doing?

He looked down at the Career’s camp again. Kagome continued to peel the skin off the rabbit; the others had scattered about the surrounding area to find wood and anything for shelter. Just once, he could have sworn he caught her stealing a glance up at him, but before he could decide whether or not his eyes had been fooling him, she was focused back on the rabbit.

He had a feeling it was going to be a long night.

I’m considering doing a series of analyses that cover each episode of Hannibal, breaking them down and trying to pinpoint exactly where character motivations change…

I’ll probably do episode one before admitting to myself that I just want to rewatch the show since I miss it so much AJFDKSF

Logics…

Jen didn’t die when he revived Kira

soo Ben shouldn’t either…

I have spoken…