people said you loved me

Before I am even aware of my actions, my bow is loaded with the arrow pointed straight at his heart. Peeta raises his eyebrows and I see the knife has already left his hand on its way to the lake where it splashes in the water. I drop my weapons and take a step back, my face burning in what can only be shame.

“No, ” he says. “Do it.” Peeta limps toward me and thrusts the weapons back in my hands. 

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.”

laura’s 10k celebration (top 30 ships as voted by my followers) ✵ 11 ➳ katniss everdeen & peeta mellark

Peeta, the bread boy/artist/dandelion in the spring. <3 Last of my Hunger Games repaints! 

See: Katniss | Effie | Gale | Cinna | Finnick

2012 version under the cut

Here your dreams are sweet

And tomorrow brings them true

Sea pupper greets you

appreciating peeta mellark  :  victim of the capitol 

“For you.” I hold it out on my palm and examine its iridescent surface in the sunlight. Yes, I will keep it. For the few remaining hours of my life I will keep it close. This last gift from Peeta. The only one I can really accept. Perhaps it will give me strength in the final moments.

“Thanks, ” I say, closing my fist around it. I look coolly into the blue eyes of the person who is now my greatest opponent, the person who would keep me alive at his own expense. And I promise myself I will defeat his plan.

***

I feel around for the parachute and slide my fingers inside until they close around the pearl. I sit back on my bed crosslegged and find myself rubbing the smooth iridescent surface of the pearl back and forth against my lips. For some reason, it’s soothing. A cool kiss from the giver himself.

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