• Fanfiction: *gives me feelings*
  • Me: THIS IS RUDE, RUDE AND UNCALLED FOR. HOW DARE YOU?
  • The next fanfiction: *appears*
  • Me: *clicks on the damn thing because I gotta*
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“not bright orange. but soft. like the sunset,” i say. “at least, that’s what you told me once.”
“oh.” he closes his eyes briefly, maybe trying to conjure up that sunset, then nods his head. “thank you.”
but more words tumble out. “you’re a painter. you’re a baker. you like to sleep with the windows open. you never take sugar in your tea. and you always double-knot your shoelaces.”

9

moodboard: katniss everdeen

“My spirit. This is a new thought. I’m not sure exactly what it means, but it suggests I’m a fighter. In a sort of brave way. It’s not as if I’m never friendly. Okay, maybe I don’t go around loving everybody I meet, maybe my smiles are hard to come by, but I do care for some people.”

ya lit meme: eight otps [1/8] : Katniss and Peeta  //  The Hunger Games  

“Don’t let him take you from me.” 

Peeta’s panting hard as he fights the nightmares raging his head. 

"No. I don’t want to…”

I clench his hands to the point of pain. 

“Stay with me.”

His pupils contract to pinpoints, dilate again rapidly, and then return to something resembling normalcy. 

“Always.” he murmurs.

When your supposed to be working but you start to think about your OTP....
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“No one really needs me,” he says, and there’s no self-pity in his voice. It’s true his family doesn’t need him. They will mourn him, as will a handful of friends. But they will get on. Even Haymitch with the help of a lot of white liquor, will get on. I realize only one person will be damaged beyond repair if Peeta dies. Me.
“I do,” I say. “I need you.”

just a reminder that annie cresta went “mad” after her district partner was beheaded…BEHEADED JUST LIKE THE WAY HER GENTLE, SWEET AND DAMAGED CINNAMON ROLL OF A HUSBAND WAS. MAKE NO MISTAKE. SUZANNE COLLINS SURE DID THINK OF THAT NOW DIDNT SHE