Maysilee Donner Wannabe

- Her birthday

- Her Reaping Day clothes

- Whenever she’s at bakery, either trading with his dad or looking at the display out front with Prim

- where she sits during his wrestling matches

- every time she smiles (which is rare, but he's confident he could make her smile)

- how she watches the mockingjays in the school yard while she waits for Prim’s class to let out

- how she tugs on the end of her braid when she’s nervous

The Sunset Castle by thesweetnessofspring

i wake you with your memory over me by mage_chocolate

Enchanted to meet you + the Victor, Mentor, Mockingjay series by firehelpmeforget

not a lot, just forever by rabbit_soup (+ the first fic of the series, The Rockrose and the Thistle)

to be known the way you should by whenyoureplayingsolitaire

Sunsetter by liberalkitch

A Hero on a History Book Page by electrictouchfob

Keeper by Likelav48

The Dancing Girl (+ the previous parts!!) by dandelionsunset_1210

Uncross Our Stars by Mandrake_Mistakes

Off the Record by PrincessPuffles

EDIT: One For The Money, Two For The Show by Cow_In_The_Sunset (can't believe I forgot!)

Peeta Mellark and Katniss Everdeen as Romeo and Juliet

“Be worse when we’re home and I’m sleeping alone again,” he says.

“Having an eye for beauty isn’t the same thing as a weakness,” Peeta points out. “Except possibly when it comes to you.”

"I just want to spend every possible minute of the rest of my life with you," Peeta replies.

"...If you die, and I live, there's no life for me at all back in District Twelve. You're my whole life," he says.

"For me, you're perfect."

"I do," I say. "I need you."

But more words tumble out. "You're a painter. You're a baker. You like to sleep with the windows open. You never take sugar in your tea. And you always double-knot your shoelaces."

Katniss keeps going around trying to convince herself—and the audience—that she’s not romantic, when really she’s matching Peeta in the romance department.

and from this point forward, peeta's eyes weave their way into the narrative as a third character. eyes that could never be deadly (cf, 60). eyes with worlds hidden away, far from the reach of any careless passerby (cf, 46). 

because, just as they revealed his true location amongst layers of caked-on mud and leaves to katniss, peeta's eyes reveal him (thg, 252). letting others see past his carefully crafted facade. and truly see him.

but living in panem, this presents a vulnerability. a truth that ensures pain. one he needs to hide. especially in his most vulnerable moments.

quickly flitting away as he prays katniss didn't see them (thg, 32; mj, 367). locking on his shoes as the entire country reacts to his love confession (thg, 133). refusing to meet his pretend-tv-fiance/real-life-lover's gaze, worried they might reveal the bombshell of a lie he is about to tell the world (cf, 72). 

and although his eyes often hide behind his vaneer, it makes it even more impactful when he doesn't shy away. when he locks his eyes on katniss in moments when it really matters. 

to show the reality of his feelings. his conviction to not let the games change him into a monster (thg, 142). the betrayal he feels for being deceived before the feast (thg, 277). the concern as he tries to protect her from questioning peacekeepers (cf, 45). the unbearable misery that awaits him if he were to let her die (mj, 371).

and he locks his eyes on her because, in those moments, katniss needs to see him. and in his striking blue eyes, she can find clarity. 

making it ever so cruel for snow to take even that away from her. covering peeta's true self under a cloud of torture (mj, 130). clouded eyes that surely must mean that her peeta, the boy the bread, was truly gone. never to return to her.

but, just as his blue iris reemerged from scary pools of expanding black pupils as he renewed his vow to stay, her peeta came back (mj, 311).