I had a go at writing somethingā¦. Short and sweet (like moi!)
Nothing to do, nowhere to go but here
She remembers the first time. The first time she had nothing.
Nothing to do. No place to be. No one to save, no hungry mouths to feed, no house repairs, no calculations to make. No grief. No schedules.
She felt no overwhelming sadness. No fear. Just the feeling of ā¦ nothing.
Was she happy?
She lay in bed the sunrise illuminating the room and pondered this. Was she happy?
What was happy another part of brain countered?
She knew sadness. She knew rage. She knew panic. And yes right now she could say she was happy.
The bad feelings that lived in her would always be there she acknowledged but they no longer took over every part of her thoughts, her time.
(She reminded herself that she shouldnāt label her feelings as good or bad - feelings were not so simple)
But this nothing feeling, well this was very new. It was a lightness, a sort of freedom.
She had just woken with no to do list, no need to do anything really.
Her mind idly moving between thoughts, her fingers tracing patterns on the sheets, she wiggled her toes and scrunched up her face just allowing herself to exist in a moment with no plan.
She wondered if this is what life is like for other people- normal people.
Do other people have days of nothingness? She smiled at the thought, what once was a luxury was now her normal.
Beside her, she felt her love stir. He opened his eyes and his sleepy blue eyes focusing on her alert grey ones, a soft smile appearing as the he took her in.
āHey,ā he mumbled
āHey yourselfā she replied mirroring his smile.
āWhatcha doing?ā
āNothing, absolutely nothing. Care to join me?ā
And as the sun rose in the sky Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark lay in bed holding hands and doing absolutely nothing.
There would be more nothing days, but this first one would always be special, the first time she became became acutely aware that life could and would be better.
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The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. Only Peeta can give me that.
~ Mockingjay p. 260
I was having a bad day with another piece of work so I went back to fix an old one I had lying around.
I donāt care if you think Katniss grinning widely and happy is OOC Peeta makes her happy and she does the same for him ok šā¤ļøā¤ļø
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"And here I am, a stone's throw from the biggest idiot in the Games."
Sassy Katniss you will always live in my heart
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a quick persephone doodle i drew the day after my hadestown watch, debated on posting it because im not too proud of how it turned out but fuck it š¤·āāļø
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Peeta: h-
Katniss: I CANNOT AFFORD TO BE WED UNTO THEE, PEETA MELLARK
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Roses and Pearls by HalfHope (thesweetnessofspring)
Rating: E
Description: Peeta Mellark is the sole victor of the Quarter Quell. With District 12 nothing but ash, he rebuilds his life by moving to the Capitol and falling in love with Rosalia Snow, granddaughter to Coriolanus Snow.
Then people Peeta thought long dead kidnap him and Rosalia, including the one person he hates more than anyone: Katniss Everdeen. They say he's been hijacked. They say that he used to love her. Locked away in District 13, Peeta is determined to protect his mind and his fiancƩe from the rebels. But while imprisoned, videos disprove his memories and his feelings toward Katniss grow confusing. Who can he trust, and what really happened in his past?
Thank you @louezem for your tireless beta skills!
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Chapter Twenty-Two
I know right away what Rosaliaās put into me. Morphling. My muscles are loosened and Iām awash with relaxation. Even though my thoughts are telling me in a fuzzy voice thatās Rosalia, get away, my body doesnāt do anything.Ā
But Katniss does.
The arm with the needle sticking through it is the one that holds Katniss to me and she flings it off, shoots up, and puts her hands on Rosaliaās throat, shouting as she does so. I tell myself to move, but the morphling delays everything. Rosalia has backed away, Katniss getting dragged off the bed as she keeps her grip on Rosaliaās neck, and I can only push myself up to my elbow. Katniss slams Rosalia against the wall, letting out a stream of unintelligible sounds.
Thatās when I see Rosalia isnāt alone. An unfamiliar manāthe details of him unclear in the darkāhas charged Katniss and has her by the shoulders, trying to yank her off, but Katniss is locked on. Rosalia is gasping and I hear the āeeāeeāā of my name wheezing out of her.
The initial shock is wearing out and my body is finally fighting back against the morphling, the adrenaline combating its effects and I sit up, swing my legs over when I remember my damn prosthetic is off to sleep. I try to locate it, but the morphling is making my brain like liquid, unable to hold onto anything. Up until the man punches Katniss in the head and then thereās only one target. Him.
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Katniss with a K
"I was mostly upset you wouldnāt ask me directly. Maybe watching too many rom-coms finally fried my brain, but I enjoyed how we were learning little things about each other week by week. Itās likeā¦ uncovering a person.ā
āJust be cool, now,ā Peeta thinks to himself.
When a gorgeous stranger walks into his coffee shop on a Friday afternoon, Peeta finds himself wanting to know more about her.
Until it backfires.
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One-shot, coffee shop AU, inspired by this gem of a post by @thedelicatearcher. ā¤ļø
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Don't you think you owe it to readers to give them what they want?
No? What an odd take. Read my fic or don't.
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Hey is the major spoiler the general warning of rape/non con or was there more specifics I didnāt see?
It's more specific than the general warning of rape/non-con. If you click on the triangle next to the "Major spoilers for this fic" then you can read the spoiler.
My trouble was warning people who want to have a heads up and not spoiling things for people who want to experience the story as it goes, so I hoped that a general "this is related to the rape/non-con" would cue in people who need to monitor themselves to take a look.
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Look, I know the scene where Darcy is describing a truly accomplished woman is meant to be tense and stuff, but I canāt be the only one who thinks itās hilarious that when Elizabeth told him off for it, he asked if she truly thinks so lowly of her own sex. That entire conversation is essentially
Darcy: for a woman to be accomplished, she has to live up to all these standards
Elizabeth: no one can live up to those standards
Darcy: wow, you donāt think women can be all those things? Sexistš
Elizabeth: bitch-
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Roses and Pearls by HalfHope (thesweetnessofspring)
Rating: E
Description: Peeta Mellark is the sole victor of the Quarter Quell. With District 12 nothing but ash, he rebuilds his life by moving to the Capitol and falling in love with Rosalia Snow, granddaughter to Coriolanus Snow.
Then people Peeta thought long dead kidnap him and Rosalia, including the one person he hates more than anyone: Katniss Everdeen. They say he's been hijacked. They say that he used to love her. Locked away in District 13, Peeta is determined to protect his mind and his fiancƩe from the rebels. But while imprisoned, videos disprove his memories and his feelings toward Katniss grow confusing. Who can he trust, and what really happened in his past?
Thank you @louezem for your tireless beta skills!
Read Chapter One | Read Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Two
I know right away what Rosaliaās put into me. Morphling. My muscles are loosened and Iām awash with relaxation. Even though my thoughts are telling me in a fuzzy voice thatās Rosalia, get away, my body doesnāt do anything.Ā
But Katniss does.
The arm with the needle sticking through it is the one that holds Katniss to me and she flings it off, shoots up, and puts her hands on Rosaliaās throat, shouting as she does so. I tell myself to move, but the morphling delays everything. Rosalia has backed away, Katniss getting dragged off the bed as she keeps her grip on Rosaliaās neck, and I can only push myself up to my elbow. Katniss slams Rosalia against the wall, letting out a stream of unintelligible sounds.
Thatās when I see Rosalia isnāt alone. An unfamiliar manāthe details of him unclear in the darkāhas charged Katniss and has her by the shoulders, trying to yank her off, but Katniss is locked on. Rosalia is gasping and I hear the āeeāeeāā of my name wheezing out of her.
The initial shock is wearing out and my body is finally fighting back against the morphling, the adrenaline combating its effects and I sit up, swing my legs over when I remember my damn prosthetic is off to sleep. I try to locate it, but the morphling is making my brain like liquid, unable to hold onto anything. Up until the man punches Katniss in the head and then thereās only one target. Him.
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Effie: Why is Katniss on the bathroom floor crying?
Haymitch: Sheās drunk.
Effie: And?
Haymitch: She heard that Peeta has a girlfriend.
Effie: ā¦but she is Peetaās girlfriend.
Haymitch: Yeah, we know that.
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Here is the shortest chapter of The Strange and Wonderful Marriage of Barney Snaith - but I don't think it should be longer, not this one. The train finally comes and brings long awaited revelations with it.
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healing the economy one everlark piece at a time
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š (fic title) - Dandelion Salad
canāt wait to see what you do w it š
Thank you @vasilissadragomir
Tags: Katniss Everdeen/Peeta Mellark, modern AU, preschool teacher Peeta, environmental scientist Katniss
Summary: Parents rarely volunteer at school, so when their plant unit rolls around and Daisy Hawthorne boasts that her aunt knows everything about flowers, heās surprised when said Aunt accepts his invitation to come talk to the class.
Ask
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do you ever think gale would be on twitter liking those āthe most beautiful woc you know will be with the most average looking white manā tweets mad as hell. tears running down his face
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