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feat. peeta mellark and annie cresta.

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Universal — Terra Crest4 (автор: Иван Серра де Кастро) | TouchАркады

@crest4 / peeta had become a fast friend. similarities between him and herself. the ability to sit in mutual silence , brush strokes on canvas. her paintings often of the sea , but never one that was quiet. grey skies , storms overhead. it was everything she was unable to speak. but with peeta , she had no need to. there was an understanding between them both , surviving the horrors that the capitol had given them and those they loved.

his words are spoken with a profoundness , how often had he gone overlooked as just the baker's son? paint stained fingers release brush before wiping clean on pants. paint had been rare and now that trade began to open between districts , everything had begun to change. hues of colors she had never been to see , excitement when the shades had been given as gift. back then , they would have cost nearly an entire year of food. ❛ but what do you do with your hurt? where does it go? ❜ it's not an easy question to answer or one she expects. sincerity plays in expression , brows soften as gaze drifts to him. another thing they have in common is loss , even if not in the same way. but still they both understood what it was like to have love and lose it. to have a heart that beats in ruins.

peeta knows loss. grief &* death &* guilt. he'd made a promise to himself before the games began that he wouldn't be changed ; even years later , he still feels the lasting poisoned grip of the capitol in his mind. still reels with the death of his family &* friends &* fellow tributes &* soldiers &* prim. every tally mark added up to an insurmountable weight on the jabberjay's shoulders. it bleeds out onto the canvas , though. drop by drop , something beautiful comes from it.

annie knows loss. knows torture , knows sorrow ; knows broken minds are worse than broken bones when it comes to healing. knows what it was to lose finnick -- the only person that stood up for the both of them when their minds were not their own. when no one trusted peeta , not even himself , finnick wrapped his arms around him to steady him -- certainly not in the same way he'd done for annie , but the love was there. family. &* while peeta has not lost katniss to the same degree of finality , it has long been put aside. so peeta has found other things to focus on -- tried to find a way to live for himself instead of desperately trying to just keep katniss alive.

he's found he likes annie -- likes ronan even more. reminds him of that dream he'd once had ; the one where he had a family of his own , growing up in a world that was nothing like the one he'd known. he sees finnick in him ; smiles when the little boy laughs &* runs into his mothers arms after she wakes from a much deserved nap. HE LIKES HELPING ; keeping annie company &* looking after ronan when she needed a break. it's as helpful to him as it is to her -- he needs to feel needed. gives him a rock to ground himself to when his mind slipped.

𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐇𝐄𝐑—sat or standing, eyes fixated somewhere off in the distance, & katniss doesn’t even realize she’s checked out until someone gathers her attention or places a hand against her shoulder. often times, she isn’t even thinking of anything in particular while others katniss can barely quite her mind long enough to have a solid thought. ( so much to think about. so much she regrets, as many people she misses, things she feels could’ve been done differently. it could be endless if she allowed it to be, but if she did than the previous girl on fire would never be able to be a functional person. ) katniss has had to learn, is still, that carrying what happened to her or those around her is fine but she cannot let it consume her.

@crest4 said, “ I THOUGHT YOU’D LIKE SOME COMPANY. “

             blend wishes that she had soothing words for her, wishes for something other than a offer of a hand guided walk to the medbays— and she knows oh-too-well how haunted those bays have become; can still hear the steady beep-beep-beep, and smell the sickening the bleach from her own time, housed within them long ago. blend won’t admit to being starstruck ( if that’s even the word when facing someone who’s been through so much far too young ), won’t agree to herself fawning over the girl, but there’s a clawing need to comfort, to help that she can’t shift, that she blames for the way the words come tumbling out— ❛ - —tell me about your district; is it true that you guys used to use fish in everything? ❜

ミ✉️@crest4 : [  𝐥𝐢𝐞  ]  :  receiver  is  trying  to  convince  sender  they're  feeling  fine.    /    jo    !  

          ❝ YOU'RE  NOT , ❞  Johanna  said  in  a  quiet  voice  as  crouched  down  next  to  Annie.  The  screaming  had  roused  her.  She  had  been  so  used  to  hearing  them ( Annie's  and  Peeta's  screams )  that  she  thought  she  was  still  asleep,  dreaming  of  their  time  in  the  capitol.  ❝ I  can  stay  the  night  with  you... ❞  Johanna  whispered in  a  soft  voice, making  an  attempt  to  comfort  Annie. ❝ My  room  is  pretty  empty  without  Katniss.  Her  and  Finnick  will  be  back  in  a  few  days. ❞  She  really  didn’t  want  to  face  the  darkness  alone. 

it was the desperation in her voice , the look of loss in her eyes. the war had been won , he was dead ( as was the woman who was merely the same. ) and yet , cora felt more lost than she had ever been. who would have thought , out of everyone left , it was annie she felt most open in the presence of. ❛   tell me , how am i supposed to move on ?   ❜