Haven't Posted In 1.3 Billion Years But Just Wanted To Say That Everlark Is Still My Comfort Couple And

Thought this was a necessary measure because we all know that surge of clueless thirsty tiktok fans is gonna happen.

Yes yes yes!!!

Grey sweatpants+you see the rim of his boxers;)

And if it’s daytime he wears a black either loose shirt or a compression shirt;)

Katniss steals his t shirts and she wears them to sleep,she has those typical striped shorts that she wears when it’s daytime.

God,I’m going insane.

KATNISS AND PEETA I CAN TAKE YOU BOTH!!

JUST ONE CHANCE!!

idc what fic im reading, if everlark is wearing loungewear or sleepwear, im always imagining peeta in those slutty little grey sweatpants

Oh I am so sad and only a hunger games graphic novel made by @gremlinddrawss could make me happy again..Oh what will I do..SAVE ME GREMLIN‼️

(Sorry,I am just so obsessed with you AND your art)

(Not in a creepy way..Or maybe…)

guys stop tempting me to drop everything and make that graphic novel PLS

“SUNRISE ON THE REAPING”

WE ARE SO FUCKING BACK‼️‼️‼️🔥🔥🔥💯💯

UNITE DISTRICTS,THE HUNGER GAMES ARE BACK!!!!

FINALLY SOMEONE ELSE GETS IT‼️‼️‼️

I don’t think that we talk sufficiently about how crazy the line “and it could be true now, couldn’t it?” is. Because the natural next sentence should be something along the lines of “if the Capitol had gotten their way.“ But it’s not. It has everything to do with Katniss’s personal reservations about marriage and family warring with what she might want otherwise. Granted, of course, these reservations have to do with the society she is living in and the atrocities in which the Capitol citizens are complicit, but the thing that is holding her back is not lack of innate desire. It is a self acknowledged wall of defense that makes her recoil. Also, realistically, given the way we see preparations for the wedding unfolding, which I imagine would put it sometime near or a little before the summer of the Quell (perhaps after her birthday? to appease her mother at least from a PR standpoint?), that would be one fast honeymoon pregnancy. Sure, she could reasonably anticipate the pressure for them to have children, but I just don’t get the sense that this unrealized Capitol future is what she’s referring to at all. I think she’s strongly implying that were she not living in the nightmare of Panem (especially one without her father) she would feel free to fall for Peeta, and it wouldn’t be completely outside the realm of possibility for them to have had a very young marriage (and pregnancy). Now, that’s cultural, as per Coryo’s musings in the prequel, and I don’t know that I’d recommend that course of action for Katniss, but it’s wild that she’s even theoretically open to it. It tells you so much about the themes of this series, as embodied by Katniss. A young person should have the chance to make such a happy choice unburdened by the thought of dire consequences, but in a world where people are metaphorically (and almost literally) encouraged to eat each other, there is no freedom for that. The ultimate irony is that every reader that buys into the “Katniss has no time for love! she has a war to fight” line utterly misunderstands why Katniss becomes a force for change: yes, she has no time for love, and no one does, and that is wrong. The Capitol wants her to have the picture perfect domestic ending. Coin wants her to go out in a blaze of Mockingjay glory. The point of Katniss is that she wants neither prescribed end. Katniss wants something that is her own choice, and she spends a lot of the final book thinking that suicide is the answer, the act of autonomy. She comes full circle when she realizes that going on living is the act of autonomy, and only then is she able to begin to figure out who she is when she isn’t in defense mode. We don’t see much of it, but that’s the entire point. We’re not supposed to. She doesn’t give us intimate details about Peeta and her children because those things are most precious to her, now that they are true. She expects us, the readers, to have come to care for her enough to give her the privacy she deserves.

THIS!!!!!

Yeah Katniss Is Lucy Gray’s greatest revenge on snow

But Peeta is how she haunts him. 

Katniss is Lucy’s anger. She’s the retribution. 

Katniss is fire. Katniss used her songs as a warcry. As a call to arms. 

Katniss is the fight. 

Katniss is the revenge. 

Peeta is Lucy’s kindness.  He’s the reminder. 

A boy in love with a songbird. A boy obsessed with with a victor from twelve. 

Peeta is the good that Lucy was. Peeta believes in that fundamental kindness Lucy gray did. Peeta is her memory. The reminder that Snow crossed that line into evil. 

Even after being high jacked, peeta warns people. He tells them to flee the danger. Run like Lucy did. 

Peeta knows how to hide. He can disappear in the woods. 

Just like Lucy did. 

Peeta is charismatic, someone the capitol fell in love with, like they did with Lucy. 

Peeta is the memory. 

Katniss was there to end Snow, to stop him to make sure everything he built was burned. 

Peeta was there to torment him. Be the ghost of Lucy. Make sure Snow was in pain over the woman he lost. 

Fallen angel🪦⭐️

Holy shit.

A short comic I made about my experiences as a seasonal worker, and the way places change you.

I wonder if when those rare moments of when peace fall upon us,do we seek out the chaos and embrace it?

Have we been deprived of peace so that now,chaos is the only comforting thing that we can find?

Will it continue on like an endless cycle of sin,repentance and sins again?

Will we bite the apple like Adam and Eve?

Will we be cast down into the violent world,or did we fall down there by will,because perhaps violence is the only comfort we know.

Perhaps we would rather succumb to our own violence then face god’s selfish wrath?

Realest shit I’ve seen all day

I would give this man the most sloppiest, wettest, creamiest soul taking, slimy, life changing, death dropping, heaven sent, flabbergasting, hypnotizing heavenly, astonishing, leg trembling, hands desperately grabbing the sheets, legs stretching out again and again, toe curling, voice breaking, whimper causing, waist slowly moving up and down, small heavy breath, "I can't take it much longer", breaths getting quicker, twitching throbbing eyes shut lip biting, back arching, edging begging for relief, warm hot rush bubbling up spit upon spit tongue twisting Ground tip-talking against mouth, sideways spit from the end and lick from the bottom to the top then spit from the top and lick to the bottom deepthroating mascara dripping down my face, slower then faster faster then little faster then perfect pace twisting mouth around each side, hands in my hair brutally using my mouth, spiritually enlightening chakra Balancing, mangekyo sharingan unlocking, golden light like a halo around the tip, noise from the very edge of his throat for the final release head ever. And THEN I'd let him pound me so hard into the bed and use my body as though it doesn't belong to me anymore that he literally just throws me around and does as he please. I wouldn't argue, I wouldn't raise a word, no sir, not to daddy, absolutely not. He could ruin me, corrupt me, hit me, choke me, tie me up, bite me, I would absolutely encourage everything he does as long as I get a smidge of his attention and love. This male could make me fuck myself on his fingers and I wouldn't complain even if I ended up passing out, he could bruise me up and laugh at me and I would take it just to listen to him praise me. I would take him for 50 rounds in 60 positions cause never back down never what???? NEVER GIVE UP and I am not giving up to screw me till my mind becomes nothing but subservient to him.