it was all for the games

how you acted

The Hunger Games: This is the first kiss that we're both fully aware of. Neither of us hobbled by sickness or pain or simply unconscious. Our lips neither burning with fever or icy cold. This is the first kiss where I actually feel stirring inside my chest. Warm and curious. This is the first kiss that makes me want another. (pg. 298)
Catching Fire: This time, there is nothing but us to interrupt us. And after a few attempts, Peeta gives up on talking. The sensation inside me grows warmer and spreads out from my chest, down through my body, out along my arms and legs, to the tips of my being. Instead of satisfying me, the kisses have the opposite effect, of making my need greater. I thought I was something of an expert on hunger, but this is an entirely new kind. (pg.352)
Mockingjay: It's a long shot, it's suicide maybe, but I do the only thing I can think of. I lean in and kiss Peeta full on the mouth. His whole body starts shuddering, but I keep my lips pressed to his until I have to come up for air. My hands slip up his wrists to clasp his. "Don't let him take you from me." Peeta's panting hard as he fights the nightmares raging in 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. (pg. 314)

braidsandarrows:

If our love is tragedy

why are you my remedy 

The star-crossed lovers of District 12

“Aim higher in case you fall short.”

“What do you mean? How can I aim higher?” 

“Convince me”

It’s a revolution, I suppose.

To die by your side
Well, the pleasure and the privilege is mine

seamuscatchingfire:

inspired by: (x)

Sometimes when I’m alone, I take the pearl from where it lives in my pocket and try to remember the boy with the bread, the strong arms that warded off nightmares on the train, the kisses in the arena.

And while I was talking, the idea of actually losing Peeta hit me again and I realized how much I don’t want him to die. And it’s not about the sponsors. And it’s not about what will happen when we get home. And it’s not just that I don’t want to be alone. It’s him. I do not want to lose the boy with the bread.

brandnewlauren:

marvelobsessions:

erinxmusic:

frostingpeetaswounds:

fuckingplebe:

frostingpeetaswounds:

lifebyjonasgirl:

Wait a minute…

i cried for like 5 years

Wait, is Peeta supposed to be the Beast in this comparison? Because I am highly offended.

it’s foreshadowing the future when peeta becomes beast-like and tries to kill katniss, did everyone like forget that part of the series or what

HOLY FUCK

done. fucking done

oh shit son

Maybe I’m a crook for stealing your heart away
And maybe I’m a crook for not caring for it
And maybe I’m a bad, bad, bad, bad person

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