bevsi:

katniss sketch

bevsi:

katniss sketch

veganismislove:

Eggplant ‘Meatballs’
Anonymous asked:
One of the saddest and most hil- NO BITCH, the sad thing here is the fact that you're a stripper. If you want respect, maybe you should've graduated high school. 😂😂 when did stripping become a legitimate career?

stripperina:

Awww, you tried so hard, but unfortunately I can’t hear you over the sound of my debt-free college degree and massive disposable income.

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jennagill:

Comfort Zone: Chapter 7 — Morning Glory
The final chapter has been posted on AO3 and FF.Net (that seems to be experiencing technical difficulties).
Thank you again Court, I hope you had an amazing birthday, curled up with all of your fics! And Chelziebelle, I hope it gets less crazy for you soon! And Burlesonpride, I will continue to bug your for banners because you do such incredible work! And lastly Fnur, I’ll just continue to bug you period. You like it. And I’m grateful for all of your friendships, ladies.

jennagill:

Comfort Zone: Chapter 7 — Morning Glory

The final chapter has been posted on AO3 and FF.Net (that seems to be experiencing technical difficulties).

Thank you again Court, I hope you had an amazing birthday, curled up with all of your fics! And Chelziebelle, I hope it gets less crazy for you soon! And Burlesonpride, I will continue to bug your for banners because you do such incredible work! And lastly Fnur, I’ll just continue to bug you period. You like it. And I’m grateful for all of your friendships, ladies.


“Always. In the twilight of the morphling, Peeta whispers the word and I go searching for him. It’s a gauzy, violet-tinted world, with no hard edges, and many places to hide. I push through cloud banks, follow faint tracks, catch the scent of cinnamon, of dill. Once I feel his hand on my cheek and try to trap it, but it dissolves like mist through my fingers. When I finally begin to surface into the sterile hospital room in 13, I remember. I was under the influence of sleep syrup. My heel had been injured after I’d climbed out on a branch over the electric fence and dropped back into 12. Peeta had put me to bed and I had asked him to stay with me as I was drifting off. He had whispered something I couldn’t quite catch. But some part of my brain had trapped his single word of reply and let it swim up through my dreams to taunt me now. “Always.” 

AlwaysIn the twilight of the morphling, Peeta whispers the word and I go searching for him. It’s a gauzy, violet-tinted world, with no hard edges, and many places to hide. I push through cloud banks, follow faint tracks, catch the scent of cinnamon, of dill. Once I feel his hand on my cheek and try to trap it, but it dissolves like mist through my fingers. When I finally begin to surface into the sterile hospital room in 13, I remember. I was under the influence of sleep syrup. My heel had been injured after I’d climbed out on a branch over the electric fence and dropped back into 12. Peeta had put me to bed and I had asked him to stay with me as I was drifting off. He had whispered something I couldn’t quite catch. But some part of my brain had trapped his single word of reply and let it swim up through my dreams to taunt me now. “Always.” 

To the lovely anon who asks really interesting fandom questions - I had just typed out an entire massive reply, and stupidly managed to delete the whole thing. I’m way too tired and hungry to re-type it; In fact, I’m lucky I didn’t just put my fist through the monitor. I’ll reply tomorrow night when I get home from work. Just didn’t want you to think I was ignoring you!

ombradellaluna:

Peeta painting with his son.

ombradellaluna:

Peeta painting with his son.

ilarina:

"I know that Finnick can’t focus on anything in 13 because he’s trying so hard to see what’s happening in the Capitol to Annie, the mad girl from his district who’s the only person on earth he loves." 

ilarina:

"I know that Finnick can’t focus on anything in 13 because he’s trying so hard to see what’s happening in the Capitol to Annie, the mad girl from his district who’s the only person on earth he loves.

thatvegancosplayer:

pulpdrinker:

i have never seen something more clearly written by a straight white male


Oh my god I can’t even believe this shit.

thatvegancosplayer:

pulpdrinker:

i have never seen something more clearly written by a straight white male

Oh my god I can’t even believe this shit.

baronesskika asked:
I'm biased because we're friends, but solely based on your tumblr, I would assume you're bright, passionate, talented, and wickedly clever with cooking and baking. (I know for a fact you are all that and more, of course.) ❤️

I’m on my phone so have no access to gifs, but can we please assume I’ve just posted something that cleverly expresses an outpouring of love to you?

I had literally no idea it was Court’s birthday, so I feel like a grade A twat. Anyway Court, it’ll be late, but I’ll be writing you a little gift at some point over the next week or so :)

Happy birthday!