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hawthorneaton:

katnissandhersyringe:

also when i was making that and getting up close and personal with peeta’s hand i noticed something

i think he had a walking stick we just didn’t see it

omg omg omgo omg omg what if they put it in catching fire like he’s walking with it i think they will since its so important when they’re in the arena like that’s why he needs the extra help from finnick omg ok flI[PPING OUT 

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commanderrogers:

“uh oh” i whispered as i began to ship it

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Mags is exactly as I imagined she would be

peenisssponsorship:

I just want to put her in my pocket and protect her, she seems so fragile…. I don’t want to see her dying

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mynightmaresareaboutlosingyou:

I take Peeta’s face in my hands. “Don’t worry, I’ll see you at midnight.” I give him a kiss and, before he can object any further, I let go and turn to Johanna.

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“But it wasn’t until Peeta hit the force field and nearly died that I…” Finnick hesitates.

I think back to the arena. How I sobbed when Finnick revived Peeta. The quizzical look on Finnick’s face. The way he excused my behaviour, blaming it on my pretend pregancy.

“That you what?”

“That I knew I’d misjudged you. That you do love him…”

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“Ally.” Peeta says the words slowly, tasting it. “Friend. Lover. Victor. Enemy. Fiancee. Target. Mutt. Neighbor. Hunter. Tribute. Ally. I’ll add it to the list of words I use to try to figure you out.”

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