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[ruinedchildhood]

[phantomrose17]

[silly-jellyghoty]

[lenacraft]

March

[ruinedchildhood]

[mynonsenseistingling]

It’s gonna be

[simplyviolinandlife]

ITS MAY

[imperialkatze]

It’s nearly June

[animusrox]

[photografya-deactivated20230917]

[little-lynx]

if I’m not too late,

Drawing of comfort after nightmare? After growing back together?

This time it was Peeta who had bad night 💔

[little-lynx]

Peeta painting something on Katniss? Just such a sweet idea and I'd love to see you draw it!

Sure! ;)

[coldenhaulfield]

just thinking about how snow must have felt seeing a girl from district 12 singing hanging tree on that broadcast in mockingjay when he was so closely connected with its origins

[notactuallyerinquinnfromderry-d]

[turkwriter]

Snow: “Lucy Gray is my soulmate. I have never loved anyone before her and I will never love anyone after her. I would do anything for her. I would follow her anywhere.”

Snow: *has to spend one (1) single hour in the outdoors*

Snow:

[mvthrfvck]

It’s been said before, but I am all for the idea that, to Snow, Katniss Everdeen was Lucy Gray Baird rising up from the dead to haunt him.

This small, dark-haired Seam girl, making a scene at the reaping. Drawing the Capitol’s attention in the parade, and in the interviews, and with her training score. Haunted by tragic love as she enters the arena. Singing to Rue as she dies, and adorning her body with a rainbow of flowers. Cheating the Games to bring her and Peeta out alive.

And then - unwillingly - figureheading a revolution. Being hailed the mockingjay - the very thing that Snow so hated, that he so passionately wanted destroyed. Refusing to relinquish her own agency, refusing to play the Capitol’s game by its rules. Singing The Hanging Tree, by the lake. Dancing with Prim at Finnick and Annie’s wedding, spinning around the room to folk music.

It must have felt, to Snow, like Lucy Gray (and a little of Sejanus) reincarnated - Lucy Gray, coming to haunt him. Coming to destroy his empire from beyond the grave. Taking her revenge, after all those years.

[vonlipvig]

So, The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes, huh…

I really enjoyed the book. I went into it with an idea of what I wanted it to be, and I got it, which means I ended up incredibly and utterly angry. The Sejanus plotline still haunts me, and it’s one of the many, many reasons that we should all break Snow’s bones. The way he got over it so quickly when he saw he could benefit from what he did was so disgusting, and oh my god that ending I am SEETHING.

So yeah. I had to go for some angst, but I also wanted to hold Snow responsible for his actions. Never forget it was your hand that tied that noose, sir.

(If you enjoy it, reblogs are very much appreciated!)

[helga-magica]

I know its never gonna happen but thats it.thats the dreamcast

Cody Fern as Coriolanus Snow

Zendaya as Lucy Gray Baird

[oakfarmer-deactivated20210904]

.....

[paverics]

tv writers: make it darker

literally everyone: don’t

[schmunkymonkey]

Is this about plot or actual screen brightness?

[paverics]

it was about the plot but it works for either

[qcrip]

When life gives you lemons be like “wow this fic is really old”

[oakfarmer-deactivated20210904]

The Mockingjay lives.

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[theeverlarkingmoose]

So cute ❤️

[aziraphaleisagender]

Writer: There Was Only One Bed…

Smut fans: *gasp!!!!!*

Writer: So They Spooned All Night And The Brooding One Allowed Themselves To Feel Vulnerable For The First Time In Years And The Chirpy One Got Some Quality Snuggles

Fluff fans: *GASP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*

[rainwasheseverythingaway]

Alternatively:

There was only one bed and so they lay there together, only inches apart physically but it may as well have been miles for neither could muster the courage to tell the other the true depth of their feelings and so they lay there sleepless in their mutual pining

Angst fans:

[beautiful-thensad-thensadder]

There was only one bed. A carried B to it and gently eased them down. They were both badly injured but B’s conditions were much worse and A wouldn’t rest until they knew B was going to be alright. So A sat down next to B and brushed their hair back, holding their hand as B shivered through the night, their only comfort A’s presence by their side.

Hurt/Comfort fans:

[aziraphaleisagender]

Dear god you’re right, you’re so right

[rebelmeg]

I feel like this needs to be a writing challenge… How many different ways can you write this one trope.

[e-spexially]

There was only one bed, but instead of making a big fuss, the tired pair went the fuck to sleep and got a full 8 hours.

My sleep deprived ass:

[aziraphaleisagender]

OH YEAH THAT’S THE GOOD STUFF

[cobraonthecob]

😹😹😹

[osointricate]

There was only one bed. This is normal. They’ve been married for a decade and have a small child. The child has climbed in bed to snuggle with them because thunder is scary. They have their baby curled between them and they share soft, warm smiles over his sleepy head as he snores little kid snores.

Me, who just wants domestic curtains found family fic:

[pisshandkerchief-deactivated202]

I AM ALL OF THIS I WILL LITERALLY READ ANYTHING

[funeral-rights]

There was only one bed, the two characters argued and bickered begging for them not to have to share it, but they somehow are here still. They agree that there both going to pick a side and stay on it. This was going fine until in the middle of the night A woke up screaming and crying, B gets them to calm down and they end up falling asleep next to each other feeling safe

Enemies to lovers fans

[rabidchild67]

There was only one bed. A noticed B’s exhaustion and lifted them easily. “You don’t have to carry me like a child,” B noted, despite being clearly pleased by how matters were progressing. “I think we both know that’s not true,” A replied with a grin. The bed was warm, inviting, and yet something was missing. “Is this a private party, or can just anyone join,” C called from the doorway, clad only in their underwear and a smile. “Only if it’s you!” A and B replied in unison as they drew the covers back.

My OT3-loving ass:

[peetamellarkthebaker]

It should be Peeta.

[peetamellarkthebaker]

Happy father’s day!

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