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So.
Gale Killed Prim, and his relationship with Katniss ended because of it. Why is Peeta different?
"Why was she able to forgive Peeta but not him? She had dismissed Gale from her life with barely a blink. Snow had twisted Peeta’s gifts and turned him into a weapon against the people he loved. Hadn’t Coin done the same thing to Gale? He loved Prim like his own sister." A quote from oakfarmer on ao3 that I actually have SO many thoughts on, though I can't remember which of their fanfics this is from. Darn me for not labelling my notes well enough.
ft . mikhail talbot
it ‘ s been a slow night at tina ‘ s . a few customers peppered here , and there throughout the evening . current time ; two tables . forty minutes before the end of her shift , and closing : a table of what seems to be teenaged stoners , who took an eternity just to order , and another table , sitting a lone young man . it is when she comes back , tray full of fried appetizers that she notices that the people at the table who ordered them seem to have vanished into thin air . of course --- she looks towards the one other person in the area . clearly in disbelief . those little shits . “ did they leave ? “ ( @webspun )
Hi! you asked for stuff to read, and i recently put up my Venom!Jaskier and Spidey!Geralt series again, shall i tag you? or i can send you the link to the masterpost?
Tag me!!!!!! And send me the link, just in case the tag doesn't work (hellsite). Thank you!! I'm so excited <3
not to be a sappy bitch but i think it’s fairly understated how much a new work by your favourite fic writer can change your entire mood

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imari had never been good at lying. so when his sister invited him over for a party --- and then insisted he come, he had a hard time coming up with an excuse not to. he thought maybe he could go for just a little bit, and then dip out and no one would notice. because really, he didn’t want to be around asher. and even more so, he didn’t want to be around asher and his sister together. his plan failed, and before he knew it his sister was offering him the guest room of her apartment to sleep in because he had too much to drink. and in his drunken state, he happily obliged and passed out as soon as the party died down. it was still dark when he woke up and he looked at his phone to see that it was almost three in the morning. with a soft groan he pushes himself out of the bed, at some point having stripped down to his boxers, and heads to the kitchen. pouring himself a glass of water and rifling around to find some aspirin he downs the pills with the cool liquid and puts the cup in the sink. turning to leave he jumps when he sees asher, hand on his chest. “jesus christ, you scared the shit out of me.” he whines, shaking his head. “what are you doing up?” @flamedskins
The origins of the church as described by a coworker who had never heard of mormons until recently:
"All I know is, there was some guy who went out & found some kind of fancy book in the woods & brought it back & was like, *slams book down* 'Here, bitch.'
I'm here for it...
a dais of wood harboured his throne : the THRONE that , itself , was made of splintered planks and straw . and upon that , sat CRANE , self - styled in the guise his SOUL preferred . ❛ DR . QUINZEL , ❜ the scarecrow sing - songed , ❛ erring from your path ? unprecedented : unexpected , certainly . WHAT HAS THE CLOWN DONE NOW ? the matter must be SERIOUS , ❜ he cradled his lip upon his finger , ❛ for you to STRAY so far . ❜
@quinn .