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thekayart · 21 days
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being a part of a fandom that i don't ever talk about is like having a second life. like all of my friends think that i am just a normal person with a normal amount of passion about normal interests.
whereas i am actually the type of person who watches thirty minutes of peeta mellark edits on youtube because my real life was too overwhelming. and i don't plan on stopping anytime soon.
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thekayart · 1 month
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The only time Peeta ever admitted he loved Katniss was while he was hijacked and I'm supposed to be okay????
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thekayart · 2 months
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once the quell starts, every kiss between katniss and peeta is so soft and natural. a light kiss before parting for the quell (cf, 75). another one as a greeting in the arena (cf, 77).
and, like almost everything katniss and peeta do in the quell arena, it is reminiscent of a married couple. two people who know each other so intimately and deeply that kisses and affection become a part of their routine.
and after the intensity of the beach scene, their relationship takes on a new softness, returning to that married-stage with a new reverence.
and so when katniss takes peeta's face in her hands and kisses him before they split up at the end of the quell, it parallels the kisses that peeta gave to her before the quell began (cf, 105). the ones that acted as a reassurance that they would see each other soon. the ones that promised reunion.
but, of course, the rebellion had other plans. and katniss and peeta never did get a reunion kiss. 
and so, at the beginning of mockingjay, katniss is left sitting on her bed. rocking her body as she rolls the pearl between her lips. still waiting for her reunion kiss. weeks later. trying to sooth herself with the memory of peeta (mj, 32).
and that is what makes it even more tragic when katniss runs to kiss peeta after his arrival in district thirteen. because it seems like she will finally get the reunion that she has been waiting for. the one started with the kiss under the lightning tree that begged to be resolved (mj, 152).
but it didn't resolve. because her peeta doesn't show up. and instead of a soft kiss, she get bruises.
so, she is still left holding onto the pearl, trying to remember the boy with the bread (mj, 168). the one that she feels is so far away from her. the one still in snow's grasp.
and katniss gives up. she wants nothing to do with the stranger that bares her beloved's face. 
but when it truly seems like she might lose her precious boy with the bread forever in the winding capitol tunnels, she leans down and kisses him fully (mj, 267). 
and this kiss is not like everlark's soft, routine kisses. or their empassioned kisses like the beach scene.
instead, the kiss hidden deep in the capitol tunnels is one that solidifies the two lovers together. one that is begging him to stay with her. one that is pleading for him to not let snow take him away for good.
it is a kiss meant to remind peeta of who he is. and who katniss is. and who they are. a kiss that is meant to say everything that they don't have time for. 
a kiss that signals an ultimate, long-awaited reunion.
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thekayart · 2 months
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“Real”
So this is how I kind of imagine that this happened. These two 🥺
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thekayart · 4 months
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Baking and nose kisses 🥰
Someone (I can’t find the post now 🥺) pointed out that we deserved more nose kisses of these two, since its the cutest thing and just happened once. So I decided to go thinking that Peeta does this all the time 🥹🥹🥹
I truly can’t get enough of them!
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thekayart · 4 months
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When people say peeta is weak, I feel you should see the facts that show you otherwise! I mean this boy has had his heart stop three times! And in in the quell he comes out of an RCP, and he had to inmediately keep running for his life! His heart stopped! You know where people go after coming out a heart arrest? Intensive care! And they stay hospitalized for days. And just to say that most people just don’t come out of that. So yeah, this is the strongest boy, end.
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thekayart · 4 months
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A little piece I wrote expanding on the Everlark beach scene because I got hung up on this detail:
“I do,” I say. “I need you.” He looks upset, takes a deep breath as if to begin a long argument, and that's no good, no good at all, because he'll start going on about Prim and my mother and everything and I'll just get confused. So before he can talk, I stop his lips with a kiss. I feel that thing again. The thing I only felt once before. In the cave last year, when I was trying to get Haymitch to send us food. I kissed Peeta about a thousand times during those Games and after. But there was only one kiss that made me feel something stir deep inside. Only one that made me want more. But my head wound started bleeding and he made me lie down. This time, there is nothing but us to interrupt us. And after a few attempts, Peeta gives up on talking.
“Katniss…” I feel Peeta’s lips move away from mine as he says my name, feel him tilting his head with its ruffled blonde waves to the side, his eyes closed as he breathes out a sigh. I feel my forehead wrinkle as I frown with my own eyes still closed. I open them to see myself staring at his profile as he looks down at the golden necklace between us. I know he wants to resume our conversation but my mind is stuck on his lips. How warm and soft they felt against my own. He opens his mouth again but I lean forwards and kiss his cheek. Work my way back to his lips with a trail of little kisses. When I reach the corner of his mouth, he tries again. “Katniss, listen…”
I shut him up by capturing his lips with mine again, tilting his face towards me with two fingers on his jaw. I feel him relent for a moment as his mouth opens to meet mine. Feel him meet the quiet moan that escapes my lips with his own as our tongues graze each other. His hands reach up to cradle my face as he deepens the kiss. And then they’re at my shoulders holding me away from him. I open my eyes, startled. My lips burning from where his own were just seconds ago. Everything around us remains unchanged. The sleeping victors, the sand and the sky, but Peeta’s eyes are dark and intense as they stare me down. His own cheeks burning pink with the same heat that I feel envelop my whole body.
“Katniss. We need to talk ab—”
I catch him unaware by moving out of his grasp and towards him. I’m kneeling in front of him, on him, one of my legs placed in between his as I straddle his thigh. The golden necklace lays forgotten by his side. Peeta looks down at where our bodies meet and then looks back up at my face. I reach my hands up and place them on his chest, moving my face closer to his. His takes a deep breath as he closes his eyes. I stop when my forehead meets his and wait. Our breaths mingle together in the warm, humid arena air. I take in Peeta’s eyelashes, the feel of him beneath me. I can feel his brain humming with unspoken words and thoughts. And desire, I hope.
“What could there be to talk about right now?” I whisper, as my hands climb further to hold his face in my hands, tilting his face up to me. He looks up at me considering this as my finger traces circles against his jaw, but his arms move to wrap around my waist. I move my lips closer to his, my body burning everywhere it touches him and everywhere he touches me.
Peeta’s eyes slowly shut as he closes the distance between us, meeting my lips again. And then I’m hitching my leg further over his other leg, until I’m fully nestling against his body and his arms are tightening around me. I feel greedy as my hands move from his face to his jaw, to his chest and torso and to his hair. There’s not a part of him that my hands don’t want to savour as our lips come together again and again. His own hands wander up and down my back, leaving a trail of heat wherever they graze as our kisses deepen and deepen. His hands are in my hair and tracing the sides of my face. His lips open against mine and my tongue moved to find his. Everywhere. He’s everywhere.
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.
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thekayart · 5 months
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rereading the hunger games trilogy as an adult and realising that the "so after" passage at the end of mockingjay is 100% the moment after katniss and peeta first have sex has been eye-opening
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thekayart · 5 months
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what if the 'you love me, real or not real" question at the end was the end of a gradual progression of more and more intimate questions.
like, when katniss first joins in on the real or not real game, she talks about how excruciating it is for her (mj, 232). and how they keep the conversation on very surface level topics. like the color of her dresses on the victory tour (mj, 232). or the name of their math teacher (mj, 232).
but maybe, as everlark grows back together, they start asking more and more intimate questions. the kind that can only be said in a whisper.
like katniss whispering from the warmth of peeta's arm, 'you think i am pretty, real or not real.' and peeta reaching through his memories to find the perfect response, ' you are the only beautiful thing that could possibly be a weakness for me'
or peeta having to look down at the dinner table as he questions if, 'you liked kissing me, real or not real'. and katniss, gently lifting his chin up, looks him in the eyes and confirms 'very much so' before kissing him until he smiles again.
and questions like that slowly build up until, in peace of their love, katniss finally confirms her love for peeta. and how it could have only been him.
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thekayart · 6 months
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A fanart of The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes, since this week comes the movie!
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thekayart · 6 months
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i love your drawing style soo muchh omg. i love the way u draw katniss & peeta and every hgs character!! obsessed
OMG! Thank you so much!!!! This makes me so happy! I can’t wait to have more time to keep drawing more 😊
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thekayart · 6 months
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Lately I’ve had no time to draw mainly due to work, but I’m so happy with this comunity 🥹
Just know that I read every single comment and tag in the reblogs that you make, and it always makes my day and makes me smile like a dork!
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thekayart · 7 months
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Really love your drawing style ❤️
Aaaaawwww!!!! Thaaaaank you anon! 🥹🥹🥹 so glad you like it ❤️
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thekayart · 7 months
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Is it possible you draw The Black Mockingjay costume from white wedding dress in CF? ❤️
😯 as of right now, not really, cause I barely have time due to work, but who knows later, it would definitely be a fun challenge 🤓
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thekayart · 7 months
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Love the toastbaby drawing 😊
Awww thank you so much anon! 🥹💛🍞🥰
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thekayart · 7 months
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Happy lazy mornings 🧡💚
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thekayart · 7 months
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Toastbabies! 🍞 can we talk about how perfect the name toastbabies is? Love this cuties 💛
I kind of imagine Katniss and Peeta making funny faces and other silly efforts for the babies to look at the camera to take a picture.
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