✗. BOY ON FIRE

i am an UNSTABLE dust storm, but i need every grain of sand you have got to offer me.  l o v e,   i am a FOREST FIRE, and i cannot survive without your compositions adding to the  f u e l.  i am the reckless THUNDER five steps b e h i n d you. (   written by jackie   ) male!katniss from thg

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   he’s too PRETTY  &  too EASY to get  &  too easy to LOSE. 

                                               book!based finnick odair                                                                 written by jackie 

If you could recast my faceclaim, who would you choose and why?

[schiz0phren1c]

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once you lose someone, it is never exactly the same person who comes back

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            haven’t written with most of my FOLLOWERS, so starter call for mutuals !! 

[bandathebillie]

It never felt like home. Not until you walked through the door.

[aliashawkat]

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LITTLE BROTHER 

“The rags aren’t gonna work. You need them and I’m pretty sure we just got some.” Even if they didn’t, he still would’ve used them for his brother. Peter looked at his brother with a grin. He needed the practice. It wasn’t like their mother was dashing out of bed to teach him everything she knew. Then again, like she said, healers are born, not made. Maybe he just had to have her watch him, give corrections over his shoulder. He’d just have to wait until he’s older. “That’s not true. I’m the healer, you’re the hunter, like Mom and Dad.” Peter couldn’t shoot things to save his life. Not only did he not have the talent, he couldn’t hurt a deer or a rabbit willingly.

     if they’d just bought some BANDAGES, that meant peter had bought himself because KRESS hadn’t bought them,  &&  there was no way mom had made the purchase herself, since she hadn’t left the HOUSE in months. but kress didn’t CORRECT his brother. he knew peter was right, as much as he HATED using their meager supplies on himself. peter got HURT sometimes, too,  &&  it would kill kress if he couldn’t HELP his brother. but kress also had to be healthy,  &&  he had to have the use of his HANDS or they’d all die.    ❛ ... dad was better than me. ❜    that was evidenced nearly every day by kress’s INABILITY to bring the good game into the hob. they HELPED him there because of his father,  &&  the mayor bought his STRAWBERRIES because of madge. but he wasn’t a good hunter -- not yet.    ❛ but you’re already a better HEALER than mom, petey. ❜ 

[afadthatlastsforever]

And when we kissed one another for the first time I could swear I heard our souls whisper ever so quietly, ‘Welcome home.’

Beau Taplin || Welcome home. (via afadthatlastsforever)

[shebaked-deactivated20170615]

Who is this that grows like the dawn,            As beautiful as the full moon,            As pure as the sun,            As terrible as an army with banners?

RULE 63! PEETA MELLARK AESTHETIC

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i just want to say im trash for rule 63 blogs and im so glad i found yours <3 keep with the nice work!!!!

            o mg you are da sweetest nonnie !!  

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“No one is coming for you.”

                                  TORTURE sentence starters 

     kress GULPED thickly  &  leaned his head back against the tree trunk. cato had CORNERED him again, only this time the CAREER boy was alone. the last time, kress had dropped the tracker jackers on all of them,  &&  glimmer had died,  &&  kress had BARELY managed to make it out alive himself.    ❛ you’re awful LOUD for somebody who’s alone  &  can’t climb a tree. ❜    but kress knew, despite his WORDS, that he’d die if cato ever got his HANDS on him. 

            @mcnstreous  //  MEME   ( accepting )  

[oflyrical]

colors halsey

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LITTLE BROTHER

He should’ve expected that from him. Peter didn’t even know why he told his brother he would feed it to Buttercup or Lady when he already knew the answer. He sighed and got up, taking his plate and untouched dinner with him. Maybe his mother would be able to come out and eat today, that’s what he thought when he put it on the counter. “Are you okay?” There seemed to be something off about the whole thing. He just couldn’t put his finger on it.

     he ran a hand through his hair.    ❛ we just... we can’t AFFORD to waste food. you know that. ❜    hunting had been HARDER than usual with the summer heat keeping most of the ANIMALS hiding in the shade or caves. he  &  gayle had been able to TRAP a few creatures near the creeks, but not many. they hadn’t been able to SELL much in the hob either. it was ALWAYS harder on kress when peter’s cheese turned more of a PROFIT than his wares.    ❛ you sure you can’t EAT more? ❜    peter was still much too skinny,  &&  he HATED the thought of their mother eating MORE than his sweet little brother. 

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PENNA 

          she wasn’t going to laugh at him, she heard the giggles and squeals coming from her classmates and others around as the circle enlarged over time. she wouldn’t exactly call them her friends as most of the time she was ignored or pushed to the side. she understood why seam kids didn’t like the village ones as they were way to snobby and uptight. Delly was really the only one she could call her true friend. they lived almost next door to each other, the bakery also shared property with her fathers shoe shop so it gave them time to hang out and be with one another. 

         her fists tightened up as she looked at the butchers boy. embarrassment flushing out of her system as the mocking of the children’s laughter continued. “ enough ! it was just a stupid kiss — no need to make a big deal about it. ” her eyes glance back to Kress, seeing how the crowed laughed at the both of them and how his expression changed she tried to give a sympathetic look. proving to her that this game wasn’t worth it. 

     the butcher’s boy was the only one still LAUGHING when he grinned at penna  &  told her to make sure she CLEANED up after kissing a seam rat. but he did stop laughing when kress PUNCHED him in the face. the blow didn’t knock the boy down -- he was a lot STOCKIER than skinny kress -- but it did make him STUMBLE back a couple steps,  &&  it did, finally, shut him up.    ❛ better make sure YOU clean yourself up, too. ❜    the butcher’s boy just SHOUTED something about breaking kress’s nose, but all he did was WALK off with his little band of rich-boy followers. kress turned his STEELY glare onto penna mellark now.    ❛ see? i don’t need you to DEFEND me. ❜    all he needed was for her to never KISS him ever again. 

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“What happened to your face?”

                                           bruised  &  broken 

he barely BOTHERED looking up from the woodpile.    ❛ it was a long time ago. it doesn’t matter. ❜    the SCAR through his eyebrow  &  the scar on the underside of his jaw hadn’t drawn any ATTENTION in a long time.    ❛ i hit my head when i was younger,  &&  i FELL in the mines. ❜    he raised an eyebrow  &  halfway smirked.    ❛ unless you’re talking about the PAINT because mara  &  rhyss did that to me this MORNING before school. ❜ 

            @shebaked  //  MEME   ( accepting ) 

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PENNA 

        her hands fumble together, no yelling or angered expressions meant that her heart could slow down and she could actually talk without standing still looking like a fool. “ yeah —- that wasn’t the first test I took, I wanted to be absolutely sure before I told you. ” she makes her way to the island taking a seat at one of the stools nearby. “ I know you said you didn’t want kids right away … I’m sorry. ”

he STUDIED his hands  &  the test for awhile. he just couldn’t stop STARING at the symbol. he thought of all those YEARS he’d sworn to never have kids. he thought of WORRYING over aster  &  standing in rows of frightened kids every year with his HEART in his throat  &  growing up far too quickly. it didn’t matter that all of that was GONE now, that there were no more hunger games or fences or STARVING kids in district 12. he still felt sick, but he just shook his head.    ❛ don’t APOLOGIZE. it’s... not your fault,  &&  it’s... it’s gonna be okay. ❜    kress had to say that, but he didn’t BELIEVE it. he  &  penna could barely take care of THEMSELVES -- how could they take care of a baby?