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i love wikipedia and i think it is good and right to give them money but all their funding drive messages are “well… we’ll be killing ourselves tonight. we asked so little of you and yet it seems that simply nobody cares about lil ol wikipedia anymore….sad…”

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A quiet morning with Katniss and her Father

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how to express emotions infront of people without feeling terribly ashamed of yourself tutorial

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Hello! I’m not sure if this is a common Everlark song rec in the fandom already but omg the song “Dandelion” by Daughter is PEAK Peeta returning to D12 at the end of MJ energy! That phase where they’re giving each other some space but there are some stolen glances and attempts in talking but they’re still figuring out how? Literally every line fits but mostly

“I've been watchin' dandelions growin' by the grove… and it's a shame because I only came here for the love of you”

also since Peeta only came home for her 🥹❤️

Have you listened to Dandelion by Audioslave, by any chance? It has a completely different vibe (rock, not folk), but there are yellow flowers, hummingbirds, and the moon as a pearl. The coincidences are so cool because the song was recorded in 2005 before the Hunger Games was a twinkle in any of our eyes.

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Your body is a good body because it houses you.

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Fanfic writers are like crows. If you give them treats (comments) they will bring you shiny things (fanfic)

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i can't lie to you i loveee bad endings sometimes. what if nothing worked out. what if the characters gave into their worst instincts. what if they became worse. what if there's truly no hope left. what will they do out of desperation? who will they become as their worst selves?

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I had a go at writing something…. Short and sweet (like moi!)

Nothing to do, nowhere to go but here

She remembers the first time. The first time she had nothing.

Nothing to do. No place to be. No one to save, no hungry mouths to feed, no house repairs, no calculations to make. No grief. No schedules.

She felt no overwhelming sadness. No fear. Just the feeling of … nothing.

Was she happy?

She lay in bed the sunrise illuminating the room and pondered this. Was she happy?

What was happy another part of brain countered?

She knew sadness. She knew rage. She knew panic. And yes right now she could say she was happy.

The bad feelings that lived in her would always be there she acknowledged but they no longer took over every part of her thoughts, her time.

(She reminded herself that she shouldn’t label her feelings as good or bad - feelings were not so simple)

But this nothing feeling, well this was very new. It was a lightness, a sort of freedom.

She had just woken with no to do list, no need to do anything really.

Her mind idly moving between thoughts, her fingers tracing patterns on the sheets, she wiggled her toes and scrunched up her face just allowing herself to exist in a moment with no plan.

She wondered if this is what life is like for other people- normal people.

Do other people have days of nothingness? She smiled at the thought, what once was a luxury was now her normal.

Beside her, she felt her love stir. He opened his eyes and his sleepy blue eyes focusing on her alert grey ones, a soft smile appearing as the he took her in.

“Hey,” he mumbled

“Hey yourself” she replied mirroring his smile.

“Whatcha doing?”

“Nothing, absolutely nothing. Care to join me?”

And as the sun rose in the sky Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark lay in bed holding hands and doing absolutely nothing.

There would be more nothing days, but this first one would always be special, the first time she became became acutely aware that life could and would be better.

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Tumblr is basically a small town in New England. We're incredibly suspicious of outsiders and newcomers. We complain (affectionately) about this site all the time. We've got our haunted houses, beautiful flowers, eccentric lesbians, delightful fall leaves, strange inside jokes and absolutely cursed parts of town.

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would you trust your icon to babysit your children be honest

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But this is why Katniss is a quiet person. Peeta is her info dumping, and once she starts, she's like a broken faucet. Not a sink faucet, but more like a fire hydrant. Her feelings are at a 15/10 all the time.

Peeta: h-

Katniss: I CANNOT AFFORD TO BE WED UNTO THEE, PEETA MELLARK

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"And here I am, a stone's throw from the biggest idiot in the Games."

Sassy Katniss you will always live in my heart

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their napping guys

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It's honestly probably unhealthy how often I am thinking about katniss and peeta.

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writing fanfiction is just. i’m being so creative and original. i’m plagiarizing everyone by accident. i’m a genius. i’m cringe. i’m too angsty. i’m too cheesy. this is not in character. it doesn’t matter that it’s not in character because these are my characters now. i love my hobby. this is the worst possible use of my time. i’m seeking validation. i’m projecting my own personal problems onto this story and i’m barely hiding it. i know so many words and i’m using all of them wrong. im on tumblr posting about it instead of writing it.