#i love gale hawthorne btw

[punkxcalibur]

hunger games thingies because i'm rereading

+ bonus gadge bc they should have been together

fun fact, i pulled out my old drawing tablet for this and used firealpaca for the first time in a millenium. i love procreate, but i wish it had FA's stabilisation, it's just soo smooth.

[mellarked-katnisseverdeen]

People for real can read the kiss on the Beach in Catching Fire between Peeta and Katniss and...come away thinking Katniss wasn't anything other than deeply in love with Peeta.

Or worse. Somehow still thinking she is better with Gale.

Like I am hardcore for respecting others opinions. But something so very clear and objective as that scene and it's after effects (Gales 'she never kissed me like that') cannot do a better job at spelling out Katniss's feelings in black and white. Like for real the only way more explict is for Katniss to do the very out of character thing and say the big 'i love you' in a long, heartfelt speech. Again, NOT how she does things.

Instead, she admits quietly to needing him- the closest thing she can express to wanting something. And kisses him truely and intimately despite the cameras that were previously holding her back.

Gale himself later implies even HE accepts it here. That he wasn't ever a choice, not really.

Dislike that Katniss does truely love and choose Peeta for whatever reason you want. But it really is aggrivating to see it debated that she didn't have real love (and spesifically a romantic kind of love) for Peeta when it is shown so clearly that she does.

[hungergamesheadcanons]

Touch Starved

Katniss didn't know when she first noticed it, but she actually started thinking about it when they were in District 13.

Finnick had always been somewhat of an odd character, from the obnoxious flirting to poorly veiled innuendos. The juxtaposition of the noose around his neck and his eyes, wide with faux innocence, asking if she wanted to take him for a walk, was always one thing that came to mind. She didn't know if Finnick had an ulterior motive with that statement (she may just not be observant enough to pick up on it, she admitted to herself), or if it was just Finnick filling the silence the only way he knew how, but he had always seemed just slightly off. Like a house with only one light on - somebody's home, but maybe not everybody.

So a lot of Finnick's more... peculiar actions, Katniss just wrote off. Like his poorly timed flirty jokes in moments of silence, or the way he flinched away from other people touching him before seemingly correcting himself with a laugh and a wink. It was just quintessentially Finnick, she had believed, likely due to him being a Victor. No one got out of the arena unscarred, even Capitol favourites.

But while Katniss and Finnick resided in shared hospital rooms ('the loopy lounge,' Finnick had remarked humorlessly, when she once again broke the rules and decided to sit in his room, 'ooh look at the fan-favourite Victors, broken at last.'), Katniss had noticed some behaviours that were more than a little odd. As in, concerning levels of odd.

Finnick was always wrapped in something. A blanket, a jacket, the sheets off his bed - he always had something wrapped around his shoulders. And he slept with a pillow between his arms, clutched tight to his chest even as he tossed and turned in his sleep. And despite how much he slept, he never seemed well-rested, bags underneath sea-green eyes that were so dark she could see them through the glass separating them.

But what really stuck with her was when they were... oh what had Finnick called it? Trauma-dumping? Finnick was talking about Annie, how she was not quite as crazy as the Capitol and Districts thought, but how she had started relying on him when her mind wasn't fully there. He had gone into a spiral, hands knotting the rope faster and faster as he started panicking about what they were doing to her, and even though Katniss didn't necessarily consider them friendly - more than acquaintances, probably in friendly territory but still more akin to allies right now - she had slung her arm around his shoulders in a weak attempt at comfort.

After all, they were both going through the same thing right now.

But what had struck her as odd was his reaction. Instead of just acknowledging her half-hug, or even ignoring it, Finnick's body had completely seized up. At first she had thought he didn't want the touch, and was preparing to remove her arm as naturally as possible so he didn't feel bad, but then he practically melted, body sagging and head leaning on her shoulder like all the energy had been sucked out of him. Katniss hadn't known what to do, so she just kept her arm there, her thumb rubbing gentle circles on his shoulder like she did for Prim until he fell asleep, quiet snuffles the only sound in the hallway. Even then, she waited a minute until she guided him back down to the bed, letting him actually rest even as she slipped back to her room.

That was another weird thing about Finnick - the lack of snoring. Maybe his body had adjusted to sleeping quietly in the past? Even Prim snored louder than Finnick.

But that was beside the point.

Katniss had confided in Prim about it, her confusion over what had happened. She hated to put this on her younger sister, but to be entirely fair, Prim had far more medical knowledge than she. And, kudos to her, Prim had reported Katniss's concerns to the doctor, who ran some more tests on poor Finnick, and another little note was added to his file.

Touch-Starvation.

"It's also known as Affection Deprivation, or Skin Hunger," Prim had whispered to her, braiding her hair while Finnick had another doctor taking him through the ins and outs of the condition. "Basically it happens when you go without skin-to-skin contact for ages."

"He's Finnick Odair," Katniss had stated, confused, "he's had plenty of skin-to-skin contact."

"Not that kind," Prim shook her head, "genuine affection, like familial and platonic bonds. Not people looking to latch onto the newest, prettiest thing on the block. In fact, the doctor hypothesised that the lack of true affection, or even just genuine affection, made it worse."

And didn't that just make Katniss feel like a piece of shit. The following list of symptoms Prim reeled off (loneliness, depression, fatigue, decreased life satisfaction, problems sleeping, stress, anxiety) and signs of touch starvation (long showers and baths, wrapping up in blankets, cuddling cushions or stuffed toys or pets) just felt like another stab in the wound, because they had all been there. Or most of them. But it had all been attributed to something else.

The depression to Annie's capture. The fatigue to getting out of the arena, same with the issues sleeping. Stress, anxiety, decreased life satisfaction were all linked back to the arena and life as a victor, not to anything else. And they may not have been wrong, but to see so many factors that had been present, and yet no one thought to link it, just felt nasty.

She snuck back into Finnick's room later, the man still covered in blankets, except this time he had a heavier one some doctor had given to him, claiming it would help. She didn't know if it would work, and wasn't going to ask, but he didn't look up at her as she entered, so she knew he was running through everything in his mind.

"How long?" She asked, hoping he'd pick up on the hidden question.

How long have you been without affection? How long since the only touch you had was sexual? How long have you been deprived?

"10 years since I've had touch without any underlying expectations." He mumbled, voice cracking a little. "That's what the doctor said. Haven't had anything... consistent, since before my games - or my first one, at any rate. Just sex. Well, rape, he told me to call it. Forced prostitution and all that. Apparently calling it sex, or clients, allows me to 'mask what's been done to me' and I need to 'face it'." Finnick rolled his eyes. "Easy for him to say. He's not in grippy-sock central."

Fuck. 10 years. Since he was 14.

... Prim was only 13, and Katniss couldn't imagine not giving her a hug, or a headpat, or a cuddle, for 10 years.

"Your parents? Siblings?" She asked, and Finnick pursed his lips.

"Weren't happy with my behaviour in the Capitol. Knew I was hiding something from them and retreated until I was ready to 'tell them the truth and stop being childish'." He chuckled bitterly.

She hadn't truly realised how lucky she was, until now. To have her family still stood beside her, despite the fake relationship and wedding and pregnancy. To still have Prim and her mother. Because Finnick, Finnick had practically been abandoned to the whims of the Capitol (and Katniss would be questioning him on that later, when they were out of the 'loony bin'), and Katniss had just written him off as happy with his lot at first. But she was so fucking wrong, and she didn't know what to do.

"I'm sorry," she whispered, and Finnick frowned.

"It's not your fault," he shrugged, "don't know why you're apologising."

And Katniss didn't either, but she opened her arms anyway. Finnick fell right into them after a minute of hesitation, and Katniss squeezed him tight, even as his body trembled. When he fell asleep this time, head still on her shoulder, hands clutching one of hers between them, she stayed with him all night, falling asleep in his bed and causing her doctors to panic when she wasn't in hers in the morning.

She didn't care. It's what Peeta would have done, and Katniss was tired of pretending she didn't care about others.

So she channeled Peeta's gentle spirit, even though Katniss was uncomfortable herself with giving out physical affection. Whenever Finnick seemed to be distressed, she'd hold his hand or hug him, and Finnick would gratefully reciprocate. And when they were out of the 'crazy corner', she made sure they had rooms near each other, so that they could seek each other out after nightmares and hold each other tightly, talking about their lost loves and what they wanted to do with them when they escaped.

In meetings Katniss would hold Finnick's hand, grounding him and herself so that neither of them floated away. When night came she instinctively found herself checking his room to make sure he'd fallen asleep, sometimes slipping in to offer a shoulder for him to doze on before he conked out for good. Even though he was older than her by 5 or 6 years, having someone to look after felt good, like she was actually making a difference even as she wasted time down here. Even if she couldn't persuade them to get Peeta, Johanna and Annie out, she could at least help Finnick get to sleep, and eat on time, and stay present mentally.

Gale didn't get it. She knew he didn't, because he seemed to look at Finnick like he was competition, constantly making scathing remarks at his Capitol's Golden Boy title that caused Katniss to cringe. He once referred to him as the Capitol's Whore, a title Katniss had heard repeated in the Seam before but now caused her to seethe with unbridled rage. She had taken her revenge by cuddling with Finnick in her room, knowing both Gale and Prim were talking in there about some sort of plan or another. Petty, she knew, but watching Gale glare at an oblivious Finnick made her feel better.

Haymitch didn't get it either, until she explained it to him. He had been concerned Katniss was falling in love with Finnick, and Katniss had been forced to explain to the man about touch starvation and the effects. He had been relieved when Katniss had said it was purely platonic, as even though Haymitch liked both of them, he would not have been happy that they were betraying Peeta (and by extension, Annie) like that. Katniss pretended not to notice how Haymitch now gave Finnick shoulder squeezes whenever he passed, along with mocking head pats when he spoke in meetings.

The man was such a softy, even if he'd never admit it.

Even Prim, who had never known Finnick until 13, had stepped up to the plate. Once Katniss had started hanging out with Finnick more often, Prim had followed, bringing Buttercup along for the ride. The two had bonded over the cat, Prim placing him in Finnick's lap for the man to stroke. Even though Buttercup was a nightmare, the cat seemed to recognise that Finnick needed an outlet, as he sat and let the man stroke him for hours on end. And Prim would help brush Finnick's pretty bronze hair out, and would ask him for help with things like skincare. Where he had found it, Katniss didn't know, but she once walked into the two of them applying some kind of face mask on each other, Finnick's face cradled in Prim's small hands as she smeared a pink goop onto his face ever so gently.

Things weren't perfect. Sometimes he still couldn't physically sleep, while other times he could barely wake up. Some days he still flinched away from touch, while others you couldn't tear him away from whoever's shoulder he'd buried himself in.

But it was a start.

[angel-tears1004]

I really don't get why there's people still shocked/outraged about people arguing about the whole Peeta vs Gale thing. Like, yeah I agree that shouldn't be the main focus of the story since there's way more important shit going on but at the same time Peeta vs Gale is the one thing we don't all agree with, or do you really think you'll ever hear someone say "yeah, the Capitol was right. Those random 12-18 kids deserve to kill each other to survive, that's the only logical thing to do"?

[arthdoesart]

Haymitch did not want to be proven wrong, but the second he picked up the sound of her hushed whispers near the opening of their chambers, he felt a shiver run icily down his spine. 

“—just breathe, Plutarch,” Coin’s voice was gentle, eerily comforting even to his own ears.

There was no one left but them.

The President was leaning against the table, slightly hunched as she bent down to comfort his friend who was trembling in his chair, his head hanging low.

“...I am f-fine, Alma—” came his quivering response. Even his voice couldn’t stop trembling and he sounded like he was running out of air. 

“Deep breaths. Come on,” Coin reminded him with unusual tenderness. "Remember what I told you…"

Haymitch spots her stroking Plutarch’s cheeks with her thumbs, whispering more quietly now.

Whatever she was saying to him, it must have had an effect for Plutarch’s hands swiftly went to her waist, his head pressing against her torso more firmly. Haymitch averted his attention away the second he sees Coin plant a soft kiss on top of his hair. 

Part 3 of Grueling and bitter work - The underlying tension between the President & the Gamemaker (Mainly Haymitch POV surrounding Heavenscoin) will be posted on ao3.

Heavenscoin | Hayffie pairings

This series is of course, dedicated to @plvtarch

fic is here btw, The underlying tension between the President & the Gamemaker (13340 words) by PinkMuseSundays Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Hunger Games Series - All Media Types, Hunger Games Trilogy - Suzanne Collins, The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes - Suzanne Collins Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Haymitch Abernathy/Effie Trinket, Alma Coin/Plutarch Heavensbee, Katniss Everdeen/Peeta Mellark, Katniss Everdeen & Gale Hawthorne, Haymitch Abernathy & Effie Trinket, Katniss Everdeen & Effie Trinket, Katniss Everdeen & Peeta Mellark, Haymitch Abernathy & Plutarch Heavensbee Characters: Plutarch Heavensbee, Alma Coin, Haymitch Abernathy, Effie Trinket, Boggs (Hunger Games), President Paylor, Fulvia Cardew, Peeta Mellark, Gale Hawthorne Additional Tags: Hijinks & Shenanigans, Humor, Sexual Tension, Light Smut, Angst, Hayffie sexy times, Heavenscoin in Haymitch's lenses, Secret Relationship, Mutual Pining, Break Up, Capitol X District Supremacy, Caught, There is a drawing here Series: Part 3 of The odds came with blood and peppermints Summary: Effie’s hair was beginning to grow back its luscious pumpkin locks, just as her astonishingly vibrant pink tinges that mixed well around the area of her golden crown. She was beautiful when she squirmed beneath him, her curls were mesmerizing to his eyes and yet… All Haymitch could think about was whether there was some peppery, hot drama that comes in the form of a scandal between a certain President and a former Gamemaker. “Haymitch, can you please!” Effie yanked his cheeks between her thumb and fingers, squishing them with her aggressive hold. Haymitch tried to protest but her enigmatic and sharp nails were quick to dig themselves onto his skin. “For the love of Panem! Stop thinking about someone else’s love life when we’re having sex!”

[shellyseashell]

HUNGER GAMES FANCAST

Finally starting to post my fancasts! I have. Too many. Starting with a Hunger Games fancast because the movie casting was so bad what the hell. I just cast all the characters I care about but I’m also still looking for fancasts for Cashmere and Prim so if anyone has one. Tell me. I’ll continue this in reblogs so it’s all one post. Also, if I cast an actor that is problematic in any way, please tell me and I’ll replace them.

Katniss Everdeen

Zahara Davis - 22, indigenous actress (unspecified as far as I could find). She’s a bit old, but I don’t make my fancasts with the idea of them actually being cast so. She looks like how I imagine Katniss though. Katniss’s casting was so awful what the hell

Gale Hawthorne

D’Pharaoh Woon-A-Tai - 20 , Oji-Cree Anishinaabe, Chinese-Guyanese, and German. Curly hair Gale <3

Peeta Mellark

Florian Kampen - unknown age. He’s not my favorite and there’s only a few pictures that remind me of Peeta but he’s pretty good. I’m open to suggestions here.

Finnick Odair

Brennan Mejia - 31, Honduran, El Salvadoran. He is a bit old, but he has some younger content that works.

Annie Cresta

Courtney Eaton - 26, English, Chinese, Cook Islander, Māori

Johanna Mason

Eliza Fairbanks - 24, Indian, English. Johanna was Asian you cannot convince me otherwise.

Haymitch Abernanthy

Eddie Spears - 39, Sioux

Clove Kentwell

Ryley Ladd - 22. I actually really like Clove’s casting, but I really like her fancast.

Glimmer Belcourt

Loreto Peralta - 18. Glimmer’s casting was certainly a Thing so.

Marina Santiago

Isabela Moner - 21, Peruvian. Look. I know she’s barely a character (she’s the District 4 female tribute in the 74th Games btw). But SOME enlightened fans (hey specs) love her and so do I so. This is entirely for me. Her first name comes from her movie actress and her last name is my own.

The last few will be in a reblog

[randomfandomimagine]

Could you write a dating Gale Hawthorne would include (no rebellion)? Btw I love your writing! 💖

Requests are currently closed (it says so in my description), sorry! But if you send it again when they are open, I would definitely give it a try :)

[d3ndroica]

Big Apple 3

Part 1    Part 2   (1 + 2 were a slooow start on this one I know ...)

Madge woke to the voices of her neighbors carrying through the apartment wall. Her head hurt. She needed to pee and she was dehydrated. She cracked her eyes open and immediately regretted it. The sunlight through the window seemed obscenely bright. Too much margarita.

She should’ve taken a water bottle last night. Instead she had limited herself to what fit in the tiny cute purse, which was by far the best accessory for the club-worthy dress. The bar had been so crowded she hadn’t gotten enough water. She scrunched her eyes closed and pulled the blanket over her head.

She’d had some water though. She remembered Thom’s friend Gale handing her a glass. Unless he’d roofied it! she thought. Suddenly she was wide awake. But no, that didn’t make sense. He was gay. And she was alone, in her own bed, wearing normal pajamas and not feeling at all abused - except for the hangover. Grumpy, she peered out from the blanket enough to grab her phone from next to the bed. Luckily she’d remembered to plug it in. 

Shit. It was after noon already. She blearily stared at her phone until she could make sense of the icons on the screen.

Her feeds showed a bunch of pictures from the night before, thanks mostly to Thom. She had a couple new friend requests and a few requests accepted. In the accepted category were Rue Jones, Beetee Mortara, and Venia Curlew. In the friend request category were Cashmere Coulson and Gale Hawthorne. Madge didn’t really remember much about Cashmere, but she was “friends” with Thom, Venia, and Beetee. The only mutual “friend” with Gale was Thom. No surprise there. But she wasn’t sure that Thom befriending his exes transferred to her. 

She looked at his public pics. She remembered him being around a lot the night before. She thought back and recalled lots of chatting and laughing with Thom’s friends, including Gale, but was that really reason enough to friend him? She decided to wait until later to deal with the friend requests. She scrolled mindlessly through her news feed for a bit before she switched apps to check her texts.

There were two new notifications: one from Thom and one from an unknown number. Weird. She opened Thom’s first. Just the usual back and forth about making it home safely and some vague messages from him about the night before. At the moment, she really didn’t care. Then she opened the other.  212-867-5309 2:28am thanks for a fun nite did you get home OK? 212-867-5309 2:42am Thom says you texted him so I guess you’re off the hook. Goodnight princess 212-867-5309 11:02am um this is Gale btw Madge stared. Princess? Oh shit. What had she told him? Or had Thom? Almost automatically Madge went about changing the name of the contact to his name instead of the number. But she was distracted thinking about him calling her princess. Thom knew about her 3 misguided years of princess pageant competitions and the state “Little Miss Princess” crown she’d won when she was nine, before the cancer changed things. Thom had heard far more than anyone should have to after her mom’s relapse. But that was years ago, and even though she knew it amused him, she didn’t think he’d have brought it up. Plus, she’d been surrounded by beautiful people in the entertainment industry last night. Pageant stories would have gone over much better than cancer lab stories.

Madge closed her eyes and it came back to her. Someone - it was Cashmere, Madge thought - had been talking about stage moms. And Madge had a few stories about stage moms. So she had divulged that little history. It was not exactly her deepest darkest secret but it wasn’t exactly the first impression she wanted to make on these new people either. But now she remembered. Gale had been there, he’d called her princess then too. An image of him from the night before crystallized in her mind, his face bright with laughter, magnetic eyes that took her breath away. Shit, she blushed just to remember. 

Maybe if she was lucky, they would all have collective amnesia about last night. Or she’d just never talk to him again. Or anyone else who’d been in earshot. Shit.

She put down the phone and decided to finally roll her butt out of bed. After getting cleaned up and eating some cereal, she shlepped a bag of laundry down to the laundry room only to find that of course, all the machines were taken. There was a guy in one of the chairs reading a book, and a basket of filthy looking laundry next to him, so Madge just gave up and went back upstairs. She lazed around for the afternoon and managed to claim an empty laundry machine after dinner. She settled down with her current book - Lab Girl, a book her dad had sent with her. He’d probably picked it based on the title. She’d just rotated the first load and started the second when her phone pinged. Thom 9:40pm What’s happening Madge 9:41pm Laundry Thom 9:42pm Laundromat? Madge 9:42pm In bldg basement Thom 9:44pm Nice! That’s better at least Madge 9:45pm Last night was fun. I’m glad you talked me into it. How r u? Thom 9:45pm <link> It linked to a YouTube clip of Kevin Sorbo, in Hercules, screaming “disappointed!” Madge laughed at the virally-misinterpreted homage to Kevin Kline. If you chose to believe Sorbo’s version of events, which Madge did. 

Madge 9:46pm Teehee Feeling misunderstood? Thom 9:48 pm my lot in life. But woman, the thing about today is that we both went home alone last night and now it’s a miserable day and I had to wake up to the vocal stylings of Annie and Finn going at it next door. Again. And I wouldn’t have even gotten out of bed but I had a stupid matinee which I hate.

Madge 9:48pm Sorry :-/ So how’d it go? Did you get any sleep last night? Thom 9:49pm I got some and I’m home now so crashing soon.  You’re totally missing the point I don’t need sleep a need a fuck I’m such a mess listen to me blathering What did you think of Gale you two talked a lot Madge 9:50pm Yeah he seemed nice Thom 9:51pm He’s hot right Madge 9:53pm Totally hot, last night was like a beautiful person parade I can’t believe you let me tell stage mom stories Thom 9:55pm You know I love those stories  They’re really not as embarrassing as you think  Madge 9:56pm Maybe in your world I have enough trouble as it is fighting pretty blonde girl syndrome at work Thom 9:56pm Lucky for you it was my world last night then RIGHT? Screw them. Leave that work shit at work You do you 

Madge 9:57pm Yeah yeah So ... What about that Cinna guy he seemed into you Thom 9:59pm I thought so but I dunno I need to stop worry about everything so much RIGHT Did I tell you I have 2 casting calls this week my anxiety is through the roof

Madge 10:02pm You told me but I forgot. What are they for again? 

Thom 10:07pm Commercials. It’s stupid but the money is insane. If you can sell.

Madge 10:09pm Totally. I hoep they go well.  If you need any help learning crazy drug names you know where to go ;-)

Thom 10:10pm Haha, that would be awesome. Watch out you might get wrangled into running lines with me again

Madge 10:12pm That was so much fun you know I’d do it again in the heartbeat. Especially if we can stay up late and eat ice cream. :)

Thom 10:14pm I’m so glad you moved here Maddie, we’re gonna have so much fun 

Madge 10:15pm So much :)

Monday came and Madge went back to her weekday routine. She had finished all the paperwork and trainings at the research center, and she was finally being assigned an experiment. She wouldn’t lead it herself, as new as she was, but she was excited to finally get back in a lab, working with a couple of phd researchers who had developed the protocols. She still had at least a week or two of practicing the new methods before she began actual experiments, but it still felt like progress. She also heard from her friend Delly who wanted to know all about her exciting life in NYC - an idea the pictures from Saturday only seemed to confirm. She grilled Madge on all the people she’d met and things she’d done and claimed she had to live vicariously through Madge because grad school was so hard. Madge encouraged Delly to come for a weekend sometime.

Thursday night she joined some women from the lab at a happy hour.  They went to a basement bar close to the research center, and drank cocktails that the others called “cheap” which apparently they applied to anything under ten dollars. On the upside, the coworkers were pretty friendly and she heard about lots of different subcultures in the city. One told her about contra dancing. Another was into board games … she’d even been to a board game convention the year before. One was a runner, was training for a marathon, and loved trivia nights. It was fun, learning a bit about them. By the time she said goodbye, it was almost 8 o’clock.  She looked at her phone to confirm how to get to the subway, and saw a new text notification. Once Madge was on her train heading home, she opened up her phone again and replied.

Gale 6:48pm  hi 

Madge 8:01pm Hi How are you? Gale 8:04pm alright you? Madge 8:05pm Ok Gale 8:07pm going out this wkend? Madge 8:09pm IDK maybe OMW home from happy hour

Gale 8:10pm you should use a safety text Madge 8:15pm What’s that? Gale 8:18pm pick a string of emojis that means you’re home safe. Then you always send it after a night out. Then we know you’re really safe and it’s not some psycho who kidnapped you or stole your phone or something Madge 8:22pm Ohhkay

Madge 8:24pm How worried should I be about these psychos? Gale 8:24pm lol don’t worry too much. But you should delete that conversation just to be safe. 😉 Madge 8:25pm So do you have safety emojis? Gale 8:29pm of course Madge 8:34pm And? What are they? Gale 8:41pm um no comment Madge 8:44pm Come on! How will I know you’re home safe and not kidnapped by psychos  :P  (home btw)

Gale 8:47pm well don’t judge me  but it’s🖕⛄️🐸

Madge 8:48pm Lol Nice one. Is there a story behind that? Gale 8:50pm  it seemed good at the time what about you? Madge 8:56pm I’m looking … TBH I am not that big an emoji user I can’t really believe the options now that I’m looking.  Maybe I should use 🙈🙊 Gale 8:56pm lol that’s terrible

Madge 9:07pm ok 👣🍿🎵

Gale 9:09pm 👍

[ao3feed-everlark]

I don´t want to do this this way

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2pPthhD

by nneazzz

modern AU where Peeta and Katniss´ parents force them to get married even tho they don´t know each other, but things might change as they get to know each other...

Words: 1129, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: The Hunger Games (Movies)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Characters: Katniss Everdeen, Peeta Mellark, Mrs. Mellark, Mr. Mellark, Katniss´mom, Peeta Mellark´s sister, Gale Hawthorne

Relationships: Katniss Everdeen/Peeta Mellark

Additional Tags: Modern AU, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Katniss and Peeta arranged marriage, Alternate Universe - Arranged Marriage, brief mentions of Gale Hawthorne, Peeta is rich, he also has a sister, Katniss is poor, Falling In Love, Mostly Fluff, maybe a little smut, Not much tho, Freeform, thg, i suck at titles btw

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2pPthhD

[hemsworths-chris]

large amounts of TAG GAMES

actually i decided to do all of them in one post so here we go! if you want me to do any more, tag me in them!

it’s all under the read-more, if anyone cares:

first one! this one is tag 20+ followers you want to get to know better, tagged by @chochxng, @cahliiopes​, @residentpotter​, @softsunshinescamander, @timeandstars​, and @marauderslilys​ for this one

name: sandhya

nickname(s): idiot, probably

gender: female

star sign: sagittarius

height: 5'6" (AND A HALF)

sexual orientation: straight, probably, but honestly i’m too young to be sure

hogwarts house: gryffindor, home of the brave!

ssbb character: chaotic good? i dunno what this is lol

favorite band/singer: the cast of hamilton; fall out boy; børns; maroon 5

favorite color: aquamarine

favorite animal: cats cuz i’m basic

time right now: 4:53 am

average hours of sleep: seven to nine

cat or dog person: see above; cat

favorite fictional character(s): marauders (minus traitor) ESP SIRIUS AND REMUS, lily, marlene, hermione, harry, percy (jackson), annabeth, leo, finnick, gale, tobias, june iparis, day wing, anden (wish me luck here) stavropulous (welp i failed that), sydney carton, do aaron burr and alexander hamilton count

number of blankets i sleep with: 2

dream trip: athens and rome

dream job: chemical geneticist who publishes ya novels in her spare time

when did you make this blog: seven or so months ago

current number of followers: 628

when did your blog reach its peak: i like to think it hasn’t yet

what made you decide to get tumblr: i was *on* tumblr for a long time (scrolling through posts and blogs), and it bugged me that i couldn’t like posts, so i got a tumblr to keep track of ones i liked and then i started posting and then this happened

character i’d date: sirius black, remus lupin, harry potter, percy jackson, leo valdez, gale hawthorne

how many blogs do i follow: 992 - rip

what do i post about: harry potter here, hamilton and lssc over on @disasterburr, and resources over on @phosphoramidon

do i get asks regularly: depends (speaking of which, i’ll get to all of the name aesthetics at some point i’m just hella busy sorry)

aesthetic: new books, cups of coffee, geometric patterns, cloudless skies, laughing with friends, urban settings, copious amounts of food, roller coasters, thick sweaters

next! tagged by @cahliiopes​; thanks meghan, ily!

RULES: Tell your followers 11 random facts about yourself and tag 11 people. Tag backs are allowed but if you do get tagged again you must not repeat any of the facts you mentioned in the previous round. The facts can be absolutely anything, whatever comes to mind first.

1. i’m freaking out rn bc there’s this math competition that i really want to make the school team for and i sort of did (i mean i’m on the team atm), but i have the lowest score on the team, and i’ve heard that one sixth grader has to be sent ( @hearing-from-my-lawyers​ ???), so if that’s the case i’ll be booted and i dunno i’m just worried

2. god i hate rainy days sm

3. i can’t speak my mother tongue, which sucks

4. i’m pretty tall, and i used to be the tallest kid in my elementary school - and then the guys shot up so

5. i LOVE astronomy, it’s so fascinating!!!

6. i play the piano and the viola, and i love them both!

7. my first fandom was avatar: the last airbender

8. i have the weirdest combination of a superiority and an inferiority complex - more often than not, though, it’s the latter that acts up more often

9. i’m like a huge nerd! i mean, i love math and science and all that - stem ftw man

10. bees are my worst nightmare. i mean, whenever i hear in the news that bees are disappearing at an alarming rate, i know that’s a bad thing, but i can’t find it in me to bee sad (puns) cuz i hate them SO MUCH

11. one of my favorite hobbies is debate! ( @hearing-from-my-lawyers​ why am i tagging you in so much shit but SWG FTW) 

why are all of these facts so boring why am i like this

up next! i was tagged by @fjrebolt​ for this fun one - thanks so much!

rules: tell us your one favorite character from ten different fandoms and tag around ten people

harry potter - sirius black

fantastic beasts - newt scamander (probably not allowed but idc)

percy jackson - percy jackson or annabeth chase, i can’t decide

heroes of olympus - leo valdez (hehe i don’t know if this is allowed but whatever)

the hunger games - finnick odair (*goes and cries in a corner* HE DESERVED BETTER)

divergent - tobias eaton

legend - daniel altan wing, aka day

hamilton - aaron burr

the john green-verse - margo roth spiegelman or hazel grace lancaster

late night - stephen colbert

what do you mean, that last one didn’t count? ah, fine.

the young elites - enzo valenciano, or magiano

next! tagged by @totally-ravenclaw​, to do if i was a witch/wizard. here goes!

School: hogwarts

House: gryffindor

Patronus: black stallion

Wand: redwood, unicorn hair core, 14.5′′, bendy

Blood Status: half-blood

Favorite Subject: arithmancy, DADA, charms

Least Favorite Subject: divination or herbology

Quidditch Position: chaser or announcer

Anything Else: maybe after graduating, i’d go into the ministry or something - after all, there aren’t many jobs outside of the ministry, oddly enough

i was tagged for some others that i’ve already done before, so i’m not going to do those, sorry! this was a lot, though, so i’m good tbh.

anyways, time for tags! i tag @newt-scamndr, @ravenspuff, @peppermintparvati, @cahliiopes, @aweami543, @hollowsgodric, @fjrebolt, @petuniaevans, @chochxng, @cho-chang (whose icon i love btw), @poppypomfrey, @dudleydursley, @hearing-from-my-lawyers,  @hcgwarts, and anyone else who wants to! you can do all of these, or some of these, or none if you want to haha

have a great day!