“I had a dream, though,” I say, thinking back. “I was following a mockingjay through the woods. For a long time. It was Rue, really. I mean, when it sang, it had her voice.”
“Where did she take you?” he says, brushing my hair off my forehead.
“I don’t know. We never arrived.” I say. “But I felt happy.”
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Peeta pulls the chain with the gold disk from around his neck. He holds it in the moonlight so I can clearly see the mockingjay. Then his thumb slides along a catch I didn’t notice before and the disc pops open. It’s not solid, as I had thought, but a locket. And within the locket are photos. […]
“Your family needs you, Katniss,” Peeta says.
My family. My mother. My sister. And my pretend cousin Gale. But Peeta’s intention is clear. That Gale really is my family, or will be one day, if I live. That I’ll marry him. So Peeta’s giving me his life and Gale at the same time. To let me know I shouldn’t ever have doubts about it. Everything. That’s what Peeta wants me to take from him.
...
He puts the chain with the locket around my neck, then rests his hand over the spot where our baby would be. “You’re going to make a great mother, you know,” he says.
...
As I drift off, I try to imagine that world, somewhere in the future, with no Games, no Captiol. A place like the meadow in the song I sang to Rue as she died. Where Peeta’s child could be safe.
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Happy second anniversary to The Chara Timeline by @lilybug-02! I've been wanting to do some slightly Looking Glasses style fanart of these goobers for a while, and an anniversary seems like the perfect occasion.
Working on any project for two years, let alone a comic, is a huge achievement. I think sometimes it's tough to realize just how much work goes into creating a comic on your own, especially when you have other obligations. So congratulations on two years, and I'm looking forward to seeing where the comic goes from here!
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this isn't a revelation or anything but i just wanna say as a person with extremely shit vision, meaning that objects too far away are literally just blobs without my glasses, people with terrible eyesight can still recognise people/objects from far away as long as they are familiar enough. The same way you can recognise a close friend or smth from the back of their head. Like if my sister was standing halfway across the street she'd look like a brown blob but id still be able to tell it was her even if she was surrounded by a dozen other brown blobs of people.
I like to think that in the same way, at the end of his performance when he's looking directly at Victor, even though Yuuri can't see shit without his glasses and Victor is surrounded by a million other people, he can still pinpoint exactly where Victor is because he's such a familiar person, the only blob Yuuri can fully tell apart. He is Yuuri's blob.
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stsg have their own ways of spoiling you.
gojo looks at you like you sprouted a second head when you decline the two overflowing bags of dior. he’s like “wtf. just take it.” and you try to get it through his thick skull that you don’t want it and you’ll have to owe him later. his ears go red because he’s insulted you think so lowly of him!!!! why would he want you to pay him back!!! in the end he leaves them in your closet while you sleep and rips off the tags so they can’t be returned. he’s petty and wants you to enjoy life but has 0 communication skills
geto is a manipulative KING. he’ll take your hand and walk you to places. keeping your mouth filled with goodies and constantly talking so you don’t notice when the credit card is swiping and how many bags are in his hands. mother hen tendencies. you realize at the end of the day and sulk while he looks at you fondly and says you can repay him by trying on all the clothes. or make him something hand made
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Muriel is left at the Cliffs of Insanity to "deal with" the Man in Black once he reaches the top. They might not know the intentions of this mystery man, but why assume the worst? He seems grumpy but nice enough. Muriel doesn't see why Sandalphon insists on killing him, and especially why they have to be the one to do it. Either way, it's always best to lead with a smile!
Crowley is hanging on for dear life. He was built for swinging his slinky hips while he walks, not for clinging to a rockface by his fingertips. Crowley just wants his angel back, for somebody's sake!
more good omens x the princess bride, as promised
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