hey maybe If this post gets 15 notes i’ll upload a video of me singing an original song…who knows
“Katniss?” He drops my hand and I take a step, as if to catch my balance. ”It was all for the Games,” Peeta says. “How you acted.” “Not all of it,” I say, tightly holding onto my flowers. “Then how much? No, forget that. I guess the real question is what’s going to be left when we get home?” he says. “I don’t know. The closer we get to District Twelve, the more confused I get,” I say. He waits, for further explanation, but none’s forthcoming. “Well, let me know when you work it out,” he says, and the pain in his voice is palpable.”
My baby girl
When I hold you, there’s no fear
& today he smiles and asks, for the first time in years…
“Real or not real?”
The Hunger Games AU: Katniss joins the careers
It’s only just now that I realize I can’t do it. I can’t kill him. I had thought, maybe, it wouldn’t come down to me; that Cato would’ve wanted to do it himself, especially after he blew up our supplies. But somehow, I always knew it would be my job, in the end. My aim is locked on his chest and yet…no…I drop my bow. This isn’t how it’s going to be. Not now. Not after everything. I’m not going to kill the boy who, truth be told, is the only reason I’m even alive to kill him. Life is sick and twisted sometimes. Most times. Cato isn’t going to be pleased. But it’s not him that I’m worried about so much as the girl. Cato has something in him - a kindness that was lost a long time ago. A shadow of decency. But not Clove. She’s heartless. A trait I can only assume is developed early on in the children of those districts. I watch Peeta’s blond head disappear between the trees, and know that this is where it all ends for me - there is no going back to the Careers. That alliance is gone. It’s been gone since the moment Peeta admitted his affection. It was never going to last. I stand, frozen for a moment, unsure what to do now and knowing full well that my next move could change the course of the games; of my life.
And then I turn and run after the boy with the bread.
I turn in to him. “Put you somewhere you can’t get hurt.” And when he kisses me, people in the room actually sigh.
“Well, what’s this? Did I actually get a pair of fighters this year?”
When it gets cold, and it feels like the end, there’s no place to go you know I won’t give in.
their cries are deafening
“It took five, ten, fifteen years for me to agree. But Peeta wanted them so badly. When I first felt her stirring inside of me, I was consumed with a terror that felt as old as life itself. Only the joy of carrying her in my arms could tame it.” - Katniss, Mockingjay