ah yes
Josh Hutcherson as Peeta Mellark in the first Hunger Games makes me want to pinch his little cheek and ruffle his hair, in Mockingjay I would like to wrap him up in a blanket, give him little kisses on the forehead, and keep him in a safe place forever. In Catching Fire however…I’m about to make the baby rumor he started true.
✨ Teach me how to look at you. I promise I’ll be a fast learner. ✨
oh yes, i am
frothing at the mouth over Ekko, that is
Ekko's got to be some ultimate form of wish fulfilment. He could be in love with anyone! And he falls for his less then stable, childhood best friend, turned enemy, come terrorist, ender of multiple friends, bringer of shimmer, nightmare of a mobster's daughter instead! You just knoooow all the girlies who think they're unlovable, too much trouble are frothing at the mouth over him.
Guzmán and Nadia in Élite S3E7
There are a lot of posts comparing Peeta to Lucy Gray's kindness and charm and how that similarity torments Snow, I get it but I disagree. At least, I don't think that is how Snow sees Peeta.
Peeta's biggest fuck you against Snow is his love is pure, genuine, sacrificial AND it paid off. She loved him back. Peeta is literally Snow's "you wish that was you huh, lol". THAT is how Peeta tortures him.
Because Peeta was everything Snow couldn't be: trusting, vulnerable, expressive, selfless. All he had to do is be himself and somehow he still won and got the girl.
how do you think it happened?
was it the realization that hit her in the dead of night, with only his steady breath and the ghosts of a forgotten district to keep her company?
the realization that the ache in her chest when she saw him in pain was not simply a heart attack. or that the subtle pitter patters that danced around her heart only seemed to accompany him.
was it the smile that she couldn't help but bare as she whisked her feet towards the towering victor's village? where he would be awaiting her, arms offering bread. offering life.
was it the warmth that spread from her fingertips as his knuckles fit perfectly against hers. uniting them. as friends. as allies. as something so much more.
was it the soft kisses that peppered caresses that wiped away tears? tears of a tormented past. mixed with the reassurance that, after everything, at least they still had each other. and that was enough.
or did it come slowly? as she stared at the curves of his face in the dark, illuminated by candlelight. reminding her of the different colors and shapes that touched his face in their years together.
like the bruise he bore to save her. or the crinkle in between his eyebrows that deepened when he realized she was going to do anything to save him. even if that meant she didn't make it home. or the terror that flooded his features as he refused to let her go. making her live to see another day.
and maybe, in the quiet solitude of their room, the memory of his many faces sprinkled throughout their history pointed to one thing. his goodness.
the goodness that forged them together. from the bread to the primrose. the goodness that reminded her that there was a future to hope for. the goodness that reminded her that she had goodness of her own. and that she always had.
how do you think it happened? that inevitable declaration. the kind that wasn't as much of a declaration but rather a confirmation of feelings brewing under the surface. feelings that crept up on her.
ones that had been real all along.
If anyone needs a new reason to cry over these two today, just remember that the modern-era Will of the TV adaptation took this photo of the Tower of the Angels on the day he and Lyra first met. Meaning that he’s got a photo of Lyra that he probably doesn’t even remember taking, and on some uneventful, monotonous day when he’s back home and absently flicking through his phone he’ll find it. He was in a rush to catch up with her, he remembers, so it’s not a very good photo - a little blurred, taken at an odd angle. Lyra’s not even the focus of the picture; she’s turned away from him, her face completely hidden, Pan almost cut out of the frame entirely. But it’s unmistakably her.
The first time he stumbles across it, Will can hardly bear to look at it. But he keeps the photo always, makes multiple digital and physical copies just in case. Sometimes it hurts to look at. Sometimes it brings him comfort. He takes a copy to Mary Malone and she tacks it up on her laboratory wall. On one of the less painful days he shows it to his mother and laughs as he tells her the story of how she attacked him when they first met.
And on more than one Midsummer’s Day he takes it with him to the Botanic Garden.
I am convinced that it happened.
I have an everlark headcanon now, that after their “you love me. real or not real?”/“real” moment, it’s like a barrier breaks for katniss and she can’t stop saying “i love you” to peeta. she’ll put her hands up to her cheeks to feel her smile as she says it. she’ll whisper it to him again and again as they lie in bed. she’ll make herself smile as she thinks it while watching him work and will just blurt it out at random when peeta doesn’t even expect it. she’ll say it in a sing song way, in a hushed way, in a breathy way. she’ll just love that she can finally vocalise what she’s felt for so long and she’ll want him to know it all the time.
so true
and we adore them for it
everlark has the silliest “we’re trying so hard to be a situationship but unfortunately we have been symbolically married since we were eleven” thing going on
experiencing the hunger games renaissance through twitter for the first time is so beautiful
ZUTARA FICS
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The Sun, the Moon, and the Truth – by thee senlinyu, post war, angsty angst, smut, pining
Purr – modern uni au, TA zuko, zuko pursues katara, sliiiight angst, smut & fluff
Sunshine Riptide – post war, smut, tension
The Sparrowkeet series – angsty angst, one shots, gaang
My faves from the series — Sparrowkeet – e2l kinda, angsty angst I don't have a clue – jealousy Heartbeats (or, Wherein Toph is Smarter and Generally More Awesome Than Everyone Else) – angst A Rush of Blood to the Head – e2l kinda The Fourth Wall (or, The Ember Island Players) – angst
when you say "it's gonna happen now" – modern au, f2l, fluff
it's late and i think it's about time for you and me to get closer – character study, smut, yearning, longing
as if you were on fire from within/the moon lives in the lining of your skin – modern au, rivals to lovers, smut, fwb
To be Read
Journeys – modern uni au
Dancing in the Dark – Ba Sing Se
Twist Me to the Left – modern band au
and expectations she won't meet – modern au, TA zuko
indigo summer – modern au, surfer katara
Lotus Lake – modern boarding school au
The Penance Series – smut
His Majesty Prefers Blue
When The Mask Comes Off
Rumour Has It
This ffnet list This ao3 list
*stories w smut have aged-up characters as far as i know😭