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kartoonito · 6 months
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if you're still taking requests, would you draw xiao? he's my favorite :^) thank you!
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Anything for u anon!!!
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daryldixonsdoormat · 1 year
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We are all that's left.
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Note: for reference ^^^ + this is a x reader don't fret
He couldn't fathom the reason why everything goes against his original plan. He couldn't come up with a reason for why they would save Katniss but not him. For the longest time, everything was about Katniss and the fake romance. Katniss made it clear after the first game that the romance was a survival tactic and that he should move on. So Peeta tried to move on as much as he could while still being in the confines of the capital and while they forced him to speak out about his ex ‘lover’. Part of him was forced to move on and the other part was because he met you. The first two weeks at the capital went relatively smoothly. Majority of the time he was stuck in those connected cells staring at the ceiling or talking to you his neighbor. Peeta has only seen glimpses of your face in his time at the capital, and that's when you’re dragged down the hallway pleading for forgiveness. When he sees your face he is reminded that you're not just a voice on the other side of the cement walls, you're here in the capital with him. So in the moments where the guards come in to torture answers out of you and Peeta, he didn't feel alone. The capital gets bored easily, when they continue the same thing every day they think it's not enough. Instead of hurting you and Peeta simultaneously, they went with a different approach, seeing as the romance sprouting was intriguing. They injected tracker jacker serum into his arm waiting for the hallucinations to start, and when they did you could hear her voice boom through the room. You could hear Katniss talk badly about Peeta… you hear the threats she ‘said’ to him. Your heart stung for Peeta… Peeta the man you've grown to love. You press yourself up against the cool concrete of your cell hearing his whimpers not knowing what is real. “Peeta…Peeta talk to me so I know you're okay… please”, he only whimpers and groans in response. You slam your palm against the wall getting agitated with helplessness, so you take that risk. You climb on the back of the porcelain toilet and raise up in order to talk through the window with steel bars making it hard to see through. But it's just enough space…just enough space to get a glimpse of him. You bang on the bars making Peeta perk up immediately assuming the worst, “Peeta!”. He whips his head in the direction of your voice and his shoulders release the pent-up tension he was holding onto. “How’d you get up there?”, you giggle trying to lighten up the situation and tell him. He glances at the back of his own toilet shuffling over to it and coming face to face with the bars similar to you. Peeta sighs missing the close proximity of someone he's comfortable with, he lays his forehead on the bars exhausted. You don't say anything because what can you really say? Try and comfort him. No amount of comfort can fix something so painful. Peeta shakes his head while speaking, “Everything is blurring together and it's hard to remember what's real. It's like nothing is real”. His voice cracks when he says nothing because that would include you… the woman he's grown to love. You slip your hands through the bars putting them on the side of his face, “I am real. You can ask me every day, every hour, and every minute. I will tell you that I am real”, Peeta just nods lightly huffing out a breath at the comforting contact he has longed for. Peeta moves his hands to rest on top of yours while he smiles just a little to settle your nerves, “My love for you is also real Peeta and we are making it out of here”. His head springs up as fast as it can while he processes. You clarify yourself before he thinks he is obliged to do anything, “You don't have to say it back”, Peeta just nods once again making your heart crack just a tiny bit, he removes his hands from yours but kisses your right hand before stepping off the back of the toilet. 
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"Where is she?”, he says struggling to get off the bed and remove his IV. Haymitch pushes Peeta back down just the chest telling him to calm down before someone gets hurt. Peeta weakly pushes Haymitch away asking him again, “Where is she Haymitch?!”. “Katniss?”, Peeta visibly tenses at the name trying not to fall into the flashback of the capital. Peeta starts yelling getting irritated with the lack of answer and compliance, “No Y/N. Where is she?!”. Haymitch looked confused for a second obviously expecting a completely different question from Peeta, “Uhhhhh”. Bang. And the door slams open making a dent in the wall from the force, Peeta shuffles the rest of the way off the bed crashing into you. Your hand cradles the back of his head pulling his face down into the crevice of your neck while you do the same to him. “I was so scared I would never see you again”, you sob into his embrace holding onto him like a lifeline. He shakes his head almost telling himself that he would never allow that, he would've found you. Haymitch slipped out of the room scratching his head in oblivious confusion while standing beside a dejected Katniss watching from the glass. Peeta holds your face as you did once before and speaks the words you dreamed of hearing, “My love for you is real too”. Your face breaks out into a huge grin and you engulf him in a tight hug again making him laugh quietly. Today was the first time Peeta was able to feel the warmth of your hugs, the closeness of your voice, and the softness of your lips.
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bloodycopia · 10 months
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Mountain ghoul <3
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loverofsoups · 2 months
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I love thinking that mike knows a lot of things in theory, but when it comes to executing them he sucks. He knows all the rules and strategies for basketball but is the worst player ever. He knows 300 recipes for baking but he will burn the house down if he tries any of them. He knows the entire map of NYC but still gets lost every now and then. He knows how to knit and crotchet but he will make a very long scarf instead of the hat he had in mind
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myownparadise96 · 8 months
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sparky-speirs · 5 months
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---Just incase you forgot
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askfeederjiminie · 1 year
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I put something special in your lunch bare 🥰
Oh? I can't wait for lunch then! Thank you baby!
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spicedpersimmon · 2 years
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little old man at work is one of my fav patients
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I have a habit of waking up early no matter what cause of my work schedule so if it's my day off normally I'll just use the bathroom and feed the cats before crawling back into bed
my cat always gets pouty when I get up but my favorite thing is when I crawl back into bed and he realizes I'm not going to work he full speed sprints into my room hops on the bed and starts kneading and purring so loud
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the bastard boy himself all snuggled up
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lisascr3ature · 6 months
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last night my boyfriend hugged me and started crying and i asked "baby what's wrong" and he said "i'm just so happy" and told me he sees a future with me 🥺🩷
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mutualcombat · 22 days
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SPIDERWEAVE GANG RISE UP
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lengthy-artery · 6 months
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tumblr look at my old man
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Michael shows FNAF movie Mike his son,,
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myownparadise96 · 2 years
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@gretavanteese
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soosoosoup · 1 month
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A full naps rest
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sugadolly · 9 months
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in character vs. out of character (or his default puppy dog eyes)
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