#a/u d13

[endlessnightlock]

Can you do Number 13 or 30 for the fluff prompts? Pretty please?

30. "i can hear your heartbeat- why is it going so fast all of a sudden?"

This is part two of a story you can read here.

My chair is still clattering against the floor when Peeta leans across his hospital bed and captures my arm in a surprisingly strong grip, preventing any chance I had of making a quick escape from his room.

For someone who’s been in a coma, he moves fast. Perhaps my grief has made me stupidly slow. Either way, he has me trapped.

Neither of us speaks. Instead, we warily assess each other. I wonder how many of the things I said when I thought he was unconscious he heard. At least he doesn’t look frightened or crazy, I realize. He’s breathing hard, eyes boring into mine like he’s trying to penetrate my mind. Confused, I’d say. Not homicidal. That’s a start.

Uncomfortable with his frank gaze, with no clue as to what he’s thinking, I try to shake his grip. I'm too close. It's too much contact. Though he resists at first, he finally releases my arm. I tell myself not to rub the spot where his fingers dug into my skin. Everything feels like it’s burning---my face, my stomach. My heart is on fire.

“Why did you run?”

"The doctor needs to see you---"

"Katniss," he says tiredly.

I really don't want to go into all of this with him right now, but he won't stop looking at me, and I don't feel like I can leave now. "The last time you were awake, you tried to choke me," I whisper. "The night you and Johanna, and Annie were rescued."

He frowns. "I don't remember that."

"I do. I was there for the whole thing. Hard to forget."

Things are awkward as Peeta settles back on his pillows gingerly. He's just now aware of all the machines he's hooked up to. "Are they alright?"

"Jo and Annie?"

He nods. His fingers are curled lightly into his hands, and I wonder if it's intentional if he's trying to keep from looking at his hands and thinking about what he doesn't remember trying to do to me. "Yeah. Jo is bunking with me, actually. We have a lot in common---she hates me too."

"You're always so dramatic," he sighs, shifting on the bed.

I frown at him. I am not dramatic. "Yeah, yeah. Annie is with Finnick. As in, she won't go anywhere without him. They're pretty much attached at the hip."

For a minute, I'm wistful, jealous of Annie and Finnick and their love. Anyone looking at them can see it. No one asks their angle; no one assumes it's all for show.

We fall silent again until he sighs loudly. "Sit down, would you? You're making me nervous glowering over there, ready to run. I'm not going to eat you alive."

For some reason, I do what he asks. Maybe because I feel like this has to happen eventually with him. I can't avoid him forever. Maybe it's stubbornness, and I'm too spiteful to show him any fear. It's probably not the smartest thing I've ever done, but when he scoots to the side of the hospital bed, I sit beside him. If he hadn't lost so much weight, we both wouldn't fit without me sitting in his lap.

We sit hip to hip, staring straight ahead, neither of us acknowledging the other at first. Peeta is so different now. He used to know exactly what to say or not say in any situation. Slowly I begin to acclimate to his proximity, and it's not awful. I'm nervous thinking about his first reaction to our reunion.

"I'm starting to remember what happened that night," Peeta admits. In his lap, he clenches and unclenches his fists.

"You're not going to do it again, are you?" I ask, only kidding a little.

He relaxes his hands and turns his gaze to me, eyes roaming my face. "No. I don't want to choke you," he reassures me.

"Well, that's a start."

He laughs weakly. "Yeah. I guess so. I was afraid that night. Of you. That's why I did it. You were you, but not really. You were shiny. Shimmering, like none of the lines of your face would stay in place. I thought you were going to kill me."

"'What about now?"

He shakes his head. "I'm not afraid of you now."

I don't say the same. I wish I could.

Peeta slumps against the bed like talking to me took all of his energy. I find myself turning to his side and laying my head on his chest. We lay quietly, too tired and raw to talk.

Eventually, our breathing evens out, and he runs a hand down my braid comfortingly. Beneath my ear, his steady heartbeat picks up.

"I can hear your heartbeat- why is it going so fast all of a sudden?" I want to ask Peeta, but right now, I'm not sure I can deal with his answer.

#endlessnightlock writes #everlark fanfiction #thg drabble #katniss everdeen/peeta mellark #a/u d13

[sejanusfan]

“Coriolanus buried his face in his hands. He had killed Sejanus as surely as if he'd bludgeoned him to death like Bobbin or gunned him down like Mayfair. He’d killed the person who considered him his brother. But even as the vileness of the act threatened to drown him, a tiny voice kept asking, What choice did you have? What choice? No choice. Sejanus had been bent on self-destruction, and Coriolanus had been swept along in his wake, only to be deposited at the foot of the hanging tree himself.”

“He tried to think rationally about it. Without him, Sejanus would have died in the arena, prey to the pack of tributes who had tried to kill them as they fled. Technically, Coriolanus had given him a few more weeks of life and a second chance, an opportunity to mend his ways. But he hadn't. Couldn't. Didn't care to. He was what he was. Maybe the wilderness would have been best for him. Poor Sejanus. Poor sensitive, foolish, dead Sejanus.”

— The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes by Suzanne Collins

#tbosas #tbosbas #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #thg #the hunger games #coriolanus snow #sejanus plinth #are u ready to d13 coriolanus snow

[farewell-in-veil]

I am Seek irl maybe that's partially why 👍

Also I'm just a night owl and a weird being please don't scare yourself half to death this morning /lh

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1 TH1NK 1M G01NG T0 SC4T3 MYS3LF H4LF T0 D34TH TH1S M0RN1NG. BC 1 L1K3 J3FF

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[unmanageably]

for every we are soooo back (steph floater to go up by 1 w 0:32 left) there is a we are sooo over (sabonis 2 for kings to lead again @ 0:14.5) BUT of course for every we are so over there is always a we are soooo back (klay excellence w 0.2 left on the clock)

#nba #it does make me wanna d13 that every gsw-kings game is so close #and i think we didnt play too well last night #but i saw a tweet that was like ‘still winning when u didnt play well is what makes a championship team’ #and i may be speaking too soon but i agree!!!!! #its been real fun to watch the warriors start to the reg season :) truly feels like we are soooo back #gsw #warriors #🏀

[faebriel]

user Kai faebriel how deep are you delving with this hunger games au

well nonnie i've started piecing together a timeline to coherent-ify all of the unhinged thoughts + feelings + concepts etc. so definitely the brain is starting to transcend to a new and exciting level of brainrot

#if u meant literally in the au itself......i generally start thinking when niki and wil are kids and stop thinking when we get to like. d13 #im starting to piece together in my brain how d13 is sneaking its way into the capitol (clue it's from the victors) but not exactly how it #all blows up #asks #hunger games au #aunonnies

[friendship-ditch]

hii! how r u? 💗

i would KILL for katniss headcanons about her and the reader living in district 13 (at the beginning of mockingjay pt1). just katniss and the reader trying to heal from the games with each other’s love. 😼

skip if you don’t want to obv

Temporary Home

(Katniss Everdeen x Fem Reader) ❀

Summary: After being rescued from the Quarter Quell, you and Katniss try to adapt to life in District 13.

Warnings/Notes: Slight mentions of suicide and mental illness but that’s it—Also, thank you for the request! I’m sorry this one is so short, I have another, longer D13 story in the works and didn’t want to use all my ideas

Word Count: 1416

“Y/n?”

You sat up in your bed, jolting awake from the voice. You looked around at the unfamiliar setting, the IV in your arm, the dim yellow lights in the walls and the flashing screens…

Katniss was standing at the end of your bed. She was in the same cloth gown as you, her dark hair messy and wild, and her eyes blank. She’d heard you crying in your sleep and had been clearly doing the same.

“Hey…” You rasped, wiping your face. You brushed the sheets aside as she took a seat beside you. “Are you okay?”

“Are you?” Katniss met your gaze with knowing eyes. When you shook your head, she shuddered a little. “Nobody’s okay down here…”

“No.” You agreed quietly, trying to keep your voice down so as to not alert the guards patrolling the halls.

After landing in District 13, the two of you were shipped off to the mental facility pretty far down. You hadn’t seen each other in a day or two, and you certainly weren't supposed to be with each other at the moment but Katniss was always a master at sneaking out.

Her shaky arms snaked around yours and she planted her chin on your shoulder, seeking affection and warmth like a lost child. Her District had been blown to bits and she’d found out only days ago, adding onto the pile of worry and grief in her mind.

As for you, well, you couldn’t return to your District now, not with everything going on. If you so much as stepped foot back there you’d either be shot by a Peacekeeper for the Capitol, or murdered by a Rebel of District 13, of whose base you were currently in now. You’d spoken to the President only once and she’d assured you that down here, you were an ally to the rebels and loyal to their cause, so you were safe, but you just couldn’t be sure.

“They keep telling me I need sleep.” Katniss whispered softly in your ear, her uneven breath tickling your neck, your arm coated in the cold sweat from her hands. “They don’t want me to walk… they don’t want me to do anything. I feel like a prisoner.”

“I think that’s how they work down here.” You whispered back. “At least for now… They don’t trust us enough to be alone, they think we’ll break and kill ourselves.”

“I thought about it.” Katniss’s mumble was quiet as if this was no big deal. “But… I’m with you now. I need you, please, y/n, I can’t be down here by myself.” Her voice was edged with panic as her heart began to race, mind flashing with images of losing you, the one thing keeping her sane, once more. “Y/n, please, please don’t let them take me.”

You wrapped your arms around her and pulled her flush against you. She melted into your hug with a broken whimper cut off as she buried her face into your neck.

“I won’t let them.” You murmured. “I promise.”

“Y/n…”

“I promise.” You repeated with a kiss to the top of her head.

Katniss slowly nodded, her breath calming down as she clung to you like a koala. You laid with her in your arms and the two of you slept peacefully through the night.

When the doctors believed you were both stable enough to be let out of the mental hospital, they urged you two share a living quarters and stuck you in there without much else instruction.

Primrose came and gave you two the most basic tour and made sure she was in the same lunch hour. She kept you guys company and helped you get used to the strict rules of this new militaristic life.

Katniss was a little less willing to adapt. She didn’t have to take up a job or wake up as early as everyone else as she had agreed to be the Mockingjay, and was deemed too mentally unstable. So when the two of you were apart, she wandered the long empty halls uneasily when she wasn’t busy.

It was somewhat of a nice break from the horrifying world that had become the surface above. District 13 would never be home, and you would never feel completely comfortable down there, but it was safe, somewhat.

It wasn’t safe from the nightmares, though.

Nothing could stop those.

Especially for Katniss.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay. You’re okay, you’re safe.”

The words tumbled out of your mouth, effortless like a waterfall, but frantic nonetheless. You were sitting on the edge of her bed, eyes still adjusting to the dim yellow light of your living quarters. It wasn’t a pleasant glow but it was enough to see what and who had caused all of the ruckus.

Katniss was practically curled up around your arm. She was soaked in a cold sweat, her nails digging into your skin with a rarely shown strength and her breath ragged and quick. She wasn’t screaming anymore but she was still shaking, the images from her nightmare lingering in her mind.

“You’re alright.” You murmured, wrapping your arms around her. Her board-like body melted almost immediately and she slumped into your arms with a whimper. You kissed the top of her head. “I’ve got you.”

It took Katniss a few more moments to snap back to reality, but she did it with a heavy sigh of relief. She pulled her head out of the crook of your neck and glanced up at you apologetically.

“I’m sorry.” Her voice was a little hoarse. “I have nightmares.. almost every night.”

You knew this already. During your nightwatch in the Quarter Quell, you heard this whimpering sound and followed it back to camp, finding Katniss, curled in a ball, thrashing about from a nightmare. You’d soothed her with a hand on her side and she didn’t wake up, unaware of your actions.

“That’s okay.” You murmured, deciding to not mention the memory. “I get them too. They suck.”

Katniss nodded. Her eyes were pleading and teary and you laid beside her, letting her lean into your grip. She rested her head against your shoulder and you held her close.

“It’s not like being down here helps.” You said a few seconds later, scanning the room once more with distaste.

The living quarters the two of you were sharing weren’t bad at all, just… very plain and industrial, as was the rest of the District. Primrose, who was asleep in the room next door, had told the both of you that every room was designed the same to be as efficient and equal. You couldn’t help but wonder if the President’s living quarters were the exact same.

Katniss chuckled weakly at your joke. Her heart had begun to calm down but her breath was still heavy. “You’re right about that.” She mumbled. “I miss the sky and the trees…” she trailed off before she could add the words District 12.

“I miss having a free will.” You chimed in and she nodded softly. You kissed her forehead this time and hugged her a little tighter. “But.. we’re safe here. At least for now.”

She smiled faintly at you, closing her eyes for a moment and letting out a heavy sigh. “You think so?”

“I do.” You nodded, stroking her hair now. “I know it doesn’t seem like it.. But I think we’ll be able to heal here, at least just a little. “We won’t be apart anymore, we won’t be in the games, we.. well, you, technically, kind of have special privileges…”

Katniss giggled softly and looked up at you. She pressed a kiss to your cheek and then snuggled her head onto your chest. “That’s true.”

“Mhm.” You kissed the top of her head in return. “Now… how about you get some sleep, and then tomorrow we’ll see if we can use those privileges and maybe take a visit to the surface.”

This idea seemed to settle Katniss even more and she closed her eyes, a small, real smile still on her face.

“Love you..” She murmured softly. “So much…” Her voice was drenched with sleep.

“I love you too.” You whispered back as she fell asleep on your chest. You smiled a little and closed your eyes as well, falling asleep beside her in your new, temporary place of rest, with the one person that could make anywhere, even a place like District 13, feel like home.

#the hunger games #catching fire #the mockingjay #katniss everdeen #katniss everdeen x reader #katniss everdeen x fem!reader #katniss everdeen x you #x reader #also I decided to actually just put the stories in response to the asks #so that’s cool

[catindabag]

Every District “facts” and “local info” according to Festus Creed and old Professor Dementia Demigloss in my TBOSAS on Crack!AU.

[Read this for context]

District 1

Provides the Capitol chocolate coins!

Luxury items Fake gold.

Fashionista Land.

Their mayor is a ✨diva✨ who lives in a gold encrusted treehouse.

District 2

Provides the Capitol hugs and cuddles!

Masonry Mason jars??

Throws bread to their dead.

Their mayor (Mr. Rocky Rock O’Rolly) is a piece of rock. #immortalmayor2me&u

District 3

Provides the Capitol “free” flat screen televisions and spy cam teddy bears.

Technology Techno Pop Robo Cop??

They can hack your ass.

Their mayor has a flying wheelchair.

District 4

Provides the Capitol sea witches and lobster guards.

Fishing Catfishing. Duh.

They don’t serve bacon pizzas in D4. They might not even know what a pizza is (according to their local gremlin).

Their mayor is a self proclaimed mermaid.

District 5

Provides the Capitol the strongest Hello Kitty duct tape in the world.

Electricity Power Rangers!

Clemmie’s daddy is the shadow king of D5.

Their mayor is a homeless electrician.

District 6

Provides the Capitol Thomas & Friends.

Transportation Transformers??

Nero Price used to be the shadow king of D6, but now he’s a werewolf.😔

Their mayor only cares about her exclusive toy train collection.

District 7

Provides the Capitol wooden chairs and “free” firewood.

Lumber Cucumber??

They can throw and swing their axes taxes!

Their hobo mayor is a self proclaimed “flower child” who can talk to trees and bees.

District 8

Provides the Capitol sparkly mini skirts and sexy lingeries??

Textiles Project Runway.

Apple berry pies and cookies are their only “accepted” currency.

Their weird mayor claims to have a walking and talking bathroom rug. She might be crazy (but not “Palmyra Monty” crazy).

District 9

Provides the Capitol grain rain??

Grain Raisins.

They might have a secret “rice worshiping cult” over there. Who knows. Don’t care.

Their mayor sells a suspicious smelling “sugar powder” for a living. Is that even legal? Somebody should investigate him.

District 10

Provides the Capitol blue cheese and ✨Moo Moo Milk✨.

Livestock Chicken wings and drumsticks.

Domitia’s himbo daddy rules D10 with his emotional support cow (Lord Claudius).

Their mayor is Lord Claudius.🐮

District 11

Provides the Capitol cabbages and lima beans.

Agriculture Cabbage land and vultures!

They can legally marry their scarecrows. However, they are not allowed to divorce their scarecrow spouses for some reason.

Their mayor’s wife is a sexy scarecrow.

District 12

Provides the Capitol singing birds and pole dancers??

Coal mining ✨Pole dancing✨.

They’re poor but they don’t live in dumpsters with their freaky pet rats.

Their mayor’s daughter is a mean boyfriend stealing b*tch (according to their local singing rainbow bird).

District 13

The Capitol Nobles are currently pretending that D13 doesn’t exist anymore. But we all know it does. Lol.

D13 is now called the underground “Mole Kingdom” ruled by the mole people.

President Ravinstill is highly allergic to mole people and their rebellious mole habits.

Their self proclaimed “mole president” is deathly allergic to Bichon Frisé puppies. But who cares! D13 doesn’t exist.😉

#tbosas #crack post #crack ship #snowjanus #snowplinth #coriolanus snow #sejanus plinth #lucy gray baird #festus creed #district 4 #district 12 #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #ballad of songbirds and snakes #president snow #hunger games #the hunger games #thg #suzanne collins #alternative universe #thg fic #thg incorrect quotes #tbosas fic #tbosas incorrect quotes #thg fanfiction #thg series #crack treated seriously #crack fic #coriolanus x sejanus

[waywardangel-wilds]

So in the topic of Haymitch, how do u think he view Gale during CF and MJ in relation to his treament of Katniss and behavior towards Peeta while he was hijacked?

Hmm, let me think on this. Here's my unfiltered thought process:

I think first of all, Haymitch's forced sobriety was taking up a lot of mental space for him at the time -- the way they 'dried' him up is not the way you go about getting an addict clean and the threat of death was very much real. So, I think that aspect of his life was a big ongoing struggle for him there. This might have distracted him from the Gale Katniss situation.

I also think that he might have been aware of certain aspects of D13 conflict/discourse that Katniss just wasn't so he was probably preoccupied with trying to keep her alive and somehow get Peeta back and then later try to keep Peeta alive too. I think there was a clear sense of 'we're behind enemy lines' for him in a way. So that might have also been a distraction.

During Catching Fire there was also a forced sobriety aspect from Peeta (but I also don't know for sure whether or not he managed to keep drinking behind his back, who knows). There might have also been some rebellion planning stuff that he was privy to that took up mental space so who knows.

So with all that as context, what do I think Haymitch thought? I think that in his instinctual I-know-Katniss-Everdeen way of seeing her, he might have picked up on some tension and possible negative emotional vibes between her and Gale, but I doubt he had complete knowledge of the situation. I think we can assume that a part of him was annoyed with her, even so far as to take Peeta's 'side' (you could live a thousand lifetimes...) because he probably assumed it was all dumb kid stuff that she was wasting her time on. Like I don't see him looking too deeply into it. I also think that he also just cares for both Katniss and Peeta equally so he was giving her shit for 'being mean to him' which is like, stupid. After Gale was whipped? I honestly don't think that shifted things too much for him. I mean, he obviously knows she cares about the kid, but I also don't think he ever thought there was anything serious going on between them. I think he would of mentioned it if he did, like maybe, 'Hey, keep the star-crossed lovers act strong and hide the thing with gale if you wanna live,' but as far as I can recall that never happened?

In D13, what do I think he thought of them? Honestly, I don't think he knew anything was really going on that he should be worried about. I think he was more concerned with her suicidal and insane vibes. I don't think he realized that Gale was certainly not helping. Maybe he thought she could benefit from being around such a close friend? Perhaps his main concern was getting her to stay in a stable enough frame of mind to get her to the other side of the war - to just get her through this thing. Plus, he probably thought it was a good idea for Gale to go with her to all those missions and to hunting expeditions because at least then there would be 1 person there who wouldn't let her kill herself.

But yeah, that's all I can think of right now. Please let me know what you think about this question! Do you think he saw stuff differently? why do you think that? I wanna know lol, I would loveee to get to know the character more.

#send asks #send asks!!

[cuethediscoandthedrinks]

~smut request prompts~

reqs are open, so pick a dialogue (1-2) + smutty prompt (1-3) + character/fandom (1-3)!

- MA (marvel)

- SW (star wars)

- ST (stranger things)

- AV (james cameron's avatar)

- Other (specify)

~dialogue prompts~

D1. “Let me see those eyes.”

D2. "Open your mouth for me.”

D3. “Please kiss me.”

D4. “Use your words.”

D5. “Tell me what you want.”

D6. “You look so good beneath me.” 

D7. “You can take it.”

D8. “I can take it.”

D9. “You take me so well.”

D10. “Spread your legs wider.”

D11. “Louder. Let me hear you.”

D12. “Keep your eyes on me.”

D13. “Touch yourself.”

D14. “Do you want my fingers?”

D15. “I can’t get enough of you.”

D16. “You taste so good.”

D17. “Hands behind your back.”

D18. “Swallow.”

D19. “You are doing so well.”

D20. “Breathe through your nose.”

D21. “Don’t hold back.”

D22. “Show me how much you need me.”

D23. “Say my name.”

D24. “You can do better than that.”

D25. “Does that feel good?”

D26. “I want you to ruin me.”

D27. “Do you think you deserve this?”

D28. “I want to have my way with you.”

D29. “Touch me there. Right there.”

D30. “I will never get enough of you.” 

D31. "Mhm, so wet and sticky for me."

D32. "Stop acting like you're better than that. You're not."

D33. "Slurp it up, that's right."

D34. "Aw, are you crying? Too bad."

D35. "No, no, let me check. Show me your other hand."

D36. "Oh, really? Well what's that behind you then?"

D37. "...were you doing what I..think you were just doing?"

D38. "Stop it. Behave."

D39. "Louder, I want everyone to hear you."

D40. "How does that feel? Does that feel good?"

D41. "Ah-ah...there, there it is, there we go sweetheart."

D42. "Stop gagging, stop those theatrics..I know you can take it deeper."

D43. "Well, since I already saw you anyway.."

~kink/theme prompts~

K1. breeding kink

K2. somnophilia

K3. size kink

K4. fingering

K5. mutual masturbation

K6. bondage

K7. age gap

K8. breast/nipple play

K9. choking

K10. cockwarming

K11. car sex

K12. cum play

K13. exhibitionism

K14. dry humping

K15. poly (1-2 extra people besides reader)

K16. mommy/daddy + babygirl/babyboy kink

K17. degradation kink

K18. oral sex / oral fixation

K19. praise kink

K20. morning sex

K21. fem!dom reader

K22. thigh riding

K23. face sitting

K24. pussy spanking

K25. corruption

K26. jealous sex

K27. spit kink

K28. rough sex

K29. soft sex

K30. noise/vocal kink

K31. mirror sex

K32. overstimulation

K33. edging

K34. dumbification

K35. shower sex

K36. voyeurism

K37. impact play/spanking

K38. thigh fucking

K39. foodplay

K40. humiliation/patronization/condescention

K41. sloppy/messy sex kink

K42. weight gain/plus size

K43. whispering/intimacy kink

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[alechans-cutetickles]

⚠️🇮🇹:attenzione in questo video foto ce troppa dolcezza riscio svenimento X//X 👍❤️⚠️

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⚠️🇺🇸:warning: in this video photo there is too much sweetness u will d13 of cuteness X//X 👍❤️⚠️

🇮🇹:"ma lui ha 25 anni e tu ne ai 14" é il mio bimbo solleticoso preferito ora ^//^ 💕🎀

🇺🇸:"but he is 25 n u r 14" he is my fav baby lee now ^//^ 💕🎀

#cute gore #かわいい #carino #solletico #cute #no kink interaction #sfw interaction only #awww this is so cute #:3 #tickle #knitopet tickle #lee!knito #cute tickling #soft tickle #soft lee mood #my baby #ale's fav lees 🎀 #hand tickling #click tickles #ler!hands #ler!the clickers 🎀 #he is so sweet #*pat pat* #tw g0r3 #tw blo0d #tw cute #jojifuku #gurokawaii #yamikawaii #minor supporter interaction only

[endlessnightlock]

hi!! 💞 I LOVED your district 13 drabble!!! I was wondering if it’d be possible to request a prompt with everlark (either hijacked peeta, or non hijacked peeta where he escaped quell with katniss lol) sneaking away during Finnick and Annie’s wedding to a hiding place bc their sexual tension hits a peak👀??

12 Sneaking away to a hidden corner to share a secretive kiss.

17 Tucking their hands beneath the other person’s shirt, just to watch them break the kiss and gasp in surprise at the sensation of cold/warm hands on their skin.

50 A kiss, followed by more that trail down the jaw and neck.

Here's a link to the first two parts of this story on Ao3.

Everlark In-Panem Canon Divergent A/U.

District 13.

An interesting couple of weeks have passed since Peeta woke from a weeks-long coma. The doctors kept him in the hospital for most of that time, running scans, drawing blood, and doing tests to assess what sort of damage was done to his mind and body. Between Capitol torture and his more recently-acquired injury, a hard knock to his head on the floor when soldiers stopped him from choking me the night of his rescue, there is much to watch out for.

His aggressiveness seems over, other than some irritability, and frankly I can't blame him. I don't spend much of my day with him to know, so what I learn is gleaned in pieces. Considering everything he's been through, he's not doing too bad. I just don't know what to say to him now.

With Peeta safe and out of immediate danger, needing a distraction from my thoughts, I've fallen back into the scheduled life of a soldier in training. Directions are printed on our arms every morning here. Wake up, have breakfast, train, rest, lunch, afternoon class, afternoon training, etc. In between, I try not to think about the death and destruction unleashed around us. The mental and physical acrobatics leave me with little time on my hands, which is exactly what I need right now. Spare time is a bad thing when you're trying your best to keep your sanity.

Evenings are reserved for visiting Peeta. Others come to see him too. Johanna, Annie and Finnick, Prim, Haymitch, my mother. Even Gale. Oh, and Delly Cartwright. I think she's the one who told him about his family. She lost hers in the bombing as well. I'm glad I didn't have to tell him myself.

Life in Thirteen, while relatively safe since the night of the air raids, has fallen into drudgery. Grey walls, grey uniforms, grey food, grey moods. But tonight, we underground moles have something to break up the monotony. Finnick and Annie are getting married. I sit in the crowded cafeteria with my mother and Prim, watching the happy couple recite vows to respect, love, and cherish each other for the rest of their lives.

In the corner of the room, there's a designated celebration area. A woman from back home managed to save her family fiddle from the bombing, so there's to be dancing after the ceremony is over. The crowning jewel amid the sparse decorations a place like Thirteen could offer is a beautiful cake Peeta decorated for Finnick and Annie..

"What do you think of it?" Peeta asks, appearing at my side out of nowhere as I study the turquoise waves, dolphins, and copper-headed mermen. He catches me off guard but I'm so in awe of his artistry that I don't have to consider what to say.

"It's wonderful," I tell him sincerely, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "Gorgeous," I add for good measure, gesturing to the seashell cluster on the top layer.

"I worked on it most of the week, and I'm still not completely happy with it," Peeta admits, turning toward me. He looks the healthiest I've seen since his rescue. His hair has grown out enough that it's curling again, and the purple streaks beneath his eyes have faded away, leaving the brightness of his blue eyes and smile to draw my attention.

"Don't say that. It's perfect."

I swallow nervously when his gaze locks on mine, and I realize I've been staring at him while my mind wanders. He is so close to the old Peeta tonight that my heart aches for what we had in the Quarter Quell arena before everything went to hell. The way I kissed him, the way I knew I'd give up on living if he was taken away from me.

He's looking at me intently. When one corner of his mouth turns up in a questioning smile, a swelling warmth trickles out from my heart and careens through my veins to each of my extremities until every nerve hums. Peeta is here, alive. While neither one of us is screwed together exactly right anymore, and neither of us may live to see the end of the war, for now, we're here together. We made it out, and that has to mean something.

I reach for his hand and thread my fingers through his. He frowns, perplexed, until I tug on his hand and walk away, leading him out of the room. "Where are we going?" he asks, his voice low.

"I don't know. Not here," I say, ignoring the glances people give us. Gale is nowhere to be found, not that he would stop me now. I don't want to hurt him, but I can't pretend there's any chance of me ever wanting him the way I want Peeta.

"Away from the audience," Peeta murmurs. He sounds a little in awe. "Is this real? If not, please don't wake me up."

That's the old him I love morphed into the person he is now. Older, wiser.

We stop at the end of the hallway, where one of the overhead lights is burnt out, leaving a shadowed corner perfect for two. We're alone, but I want to take no chances.

I take his other hand in my free one. "It's real," I admit.

"We've never---"

"I know." My voice shakes at the end of my admission. "I wanted to be alone with you. Everyone, they've seen enough, judged enough. I want this to be ours."

"Want what to be ours?"

"I don't know exactly, but I really want you to kiss me right now."

He smiles widely and laughs, his eyes crinkling up in the corners. I don't know if he's in disbelief or excited or what, but I return it. He doesn't keep me waiting. My lids have already dropped before he presses the softest kiss on my lips. His arms wrap around my waist as I lean into him, two hearts bent on the same quest---to be closer, as close as we can get. When my hand inches beneath his shirt to feel the warmth of his body, he gasps at the first touch of my fingers. "Where have you been all night, in an icebox?"

Instead of denying my whereabouts, I pull him closer, kissing him deeply, then pulling away to trail more down the cord of his neck. I brush my nose against his skin, taking in that Peeta smell that makes me feel like I'm home.

Whatever happens in the upcoming days, whether we're thrown into the middle of another fight or not, at least we have tonight.

#endlessnightlock writes #everlark in D13 #thg drabble #canon-diveragence a/u #katniss everdeen/peeta mellark #sorry this took me so long to get to Anon! :) #on a bit of spree here lately glad to have the writing mojo back

[sejanusfan]

one more week until sejanus (i’m gonna suffer so bad)

#are u ready to d13 coriolanus snow #tbosas #sejanus plinth

[badlydrawnkankri]

K4NKR1 D1D U L1K3 H4V3 4 N4P 4DN D13 L0L - BDM

#speaking of naps i just woke up from one and i remembered why i dont take them!!! it feels like *i* took one and died </3 #kankri vantas #badlydrawnmituna #ask

[ryuttaeng]

How would they deal with maknae? 6th member whos like s0icidal

Not like straight up i wanna d13 but like crossing the road carelessly ,taking pills not-so-regularly or having t h o u g h t s

The girls notice it ofc and they're all worried and one day maknae(the 6th member) actually vocalizes it like

"I feel like everyone would forget about me if I died"

And they're all just panicking at this point

(only do it if you can ofcourse,no rush and I didn't actually read the rules yet and an idea just popped up so if you deny that's fine :) )

pairing: itzy x 6th member!reader

summary: would anyone even care about you, if you’d suddenly disappear?

contents/warnings: suicidal thoughts (tw), hurt/comfort, emotional exhaustion, mental breakdown.

genres: hurt/comfort

you pointlessly stared into nothingness, barely aware of what’s going on, surrounding you. yeji tried several times to get your attention, but you didn’t even noticed until ryujin slightly hit your shoulder. “y/n, are you even listening?” yeji asked, but you didn’t cared to answer her.

“what if i just died, would someone notice that?”

everyone immediately went silent. it felt like every sound just died down, leaving all of the girls in stunted silence, as you walked away to your room.

they already noticed your, weird as they at first thought, behaviour, but you never said something like… this before. inadvertently using everything that could hurt or cut you, barely looking at the traffic light color, mindlessly crossing the road, not even caring to look at the road and all of these in front of the girls.

ryujin quickly turned around to follow you, knocking on the door, but you wouldn’t even respond. not waiting for your response, ryujin opened the door only to see you staring at the ceiling again.

“what do you mean by ‘notice’?” ryujin asked, drawing your attention. you now looked at the five of the girls standing in the doorway, as ryujin made her way to you. she grabbed you by shoulders, making you sit up, shaking you.

“y/n, you know we care and love you, right? right?” ryujin asked, as she violently grabbed your shoulder, as yeji and chaeryeong dragged her away from you.

girls started to notice your behaviour months ago. they also noticed you taking some pills from time to time, and if they asked you about them, you would carelessly wave it off, changing the subject immediately.

again submerged in your thoughts, only now you noticed ryujin tearing up, while chaeryeong tried to calm her down. “we would notice, y/n. you’re like our little sister, our family.” yeji said, while rubbing your shoulder.

you covered your face, breathing out and replying her in a shaky voice. “i know, i just… just-“ you broke into tears, not even finishing your sentence.

you felt girls wrapping their arms, hugging you tightly, as you shuddered in tears, holding someone’s hand. despite your own fears, you knew that they’re your friends and even more, a family that you could always count on and trust no matter what.

feeling wrapped by warm, you wiped your tears away, mumbling several times how much you love them, receiving several ‘love you’s from girls, as they hugged you tightly.

#itzy #itzy imagines #itzy oneshot #kpop imagines #kpop oneshots #itzy angst

[rainworldroompoll]

Pick Your Favorite Rain World Room, Day 115

This is not single elimination! Every room with at least 10.0% vote will move on to the next round.

There is a hidden slugcat in one of the rooms (they can be in any color). If u can see it comment or reblog with where they are and if u are first, u get a cookie!

Credit for game screenshots goes to: Rain World Interactive Map and me

Congratulations for day 114 winners!

#rw #rain world poll #rain world #poll #rw poll

[cat-eclipse-m]

intro/masterpost

hi everybody!!!! so i recently changed my handle/@ from gweb-is-dead to cat-eclipse-m, as in a sort of play on words of "cataclysm". thx for understanding!!! this might b why i wont show up immediately if u needa tag me :3

cosas sobre yo;

NAME?: mike/michael or karim, any nicknames but ask first thx

PRONOUNZ?: meow/star/xe/it online and they/he/she irl tysm

LIKEZ?: the arts, generally (includes music, drama, art, etc), soft plushies, fidget items, baggy clothing

AESTHETIC?: my fav aesthetic gotta b scene/grunge with a mix of neon/streetwear but i normally wear casual. preppy if im feeling particularly silly that day X3

~ i use :3 XD X3 XP :P etc a lot and unironically heeheef // helpful when using tonetags like /j /srs /sarc so yk thx ^3^

WOAOAHIA - me when my friends reblog my posts;

~ personas importantés ~ (MOOTz)>>>

~ @21-cats-in-a-trenchcoat

~ @radio-to-trenchcoat-demons

~ @radioactive-mammothade

~ @buffporcupine

~ @muldersfav

~ @just-type-it

~ @555cat

~ @tinybitofhope

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TAGS I USE TO CLAIM OWNERSHIP OF MY STUFF; (i use these all the time)

#FIRENDLY FIRE!!! - art of friends

#SONG SKR1PTZ!! - song lyrics i write

#M1K3-RIGHT'D!! XD - general things, stuff like claiming my own art, music, etc.

kitties are so precious :3

are my posts viewer friendly? well... they can include;

~ suicide/suicidal ideation

~ self-harm/scars/bruises/cuts/physical trauma

~ gore/blood/gutz

~ murder/violence/weaponry

~ harsh language/profanity

~ suggestive??? <(by this i mean i culd post abt shirtless gay men wait wh-)

you heard what he said, get 'im!!!

MASTERPOST BELOW!!!;

SONGSCRIPTS: (very long list)

1ntr#$1v3 th()#ghtz ~ i got it in me x3 ~ analog X3 ~ s#1c1d4l-hyp3 ~ c0m3d1k-r3l13f ~ 26 m1nut3z ~ fr13ndz n m3dz ~ pathetical ~ Tears/ICDSFA ~ sw1tch fr0m th12 ~ d13 ie ~ 0V3RD()S3 ~ 4S THE KL0K STR1K3S ~ DANGEROUS PERSON ~ SUICIDING ~ aliven't ~ unsure about my thoughtz ~ 3g0 ~ insp1r@tion sp@rk ~ lose against me? ~ Lover (OG/V1) ~ L0V3R [R3M@ST3R3D] - /V2

KTD (KILL THE DRAGON):

(this piece of media is available on webtoons and as a manhua, go check it out, it's really good and very underappreciated :3)

understand my ships (main 3 ONLY [kuran, kosé, simonce] + template included)

ask me out! ~ my babies!!! ~ funnies (coloured) ~ kuro my beloved <33 <<(kuran) // them as hs stereoz ~ ktd x pokémon <<(implied kuran)

emo kuro!! ~ WIP <<(kuro)

on my knees for these whores>> (simonce)

simon and his malewife theory>> ~ my baby!!! - SHIRTLESS + SPOILERS... <<(simon)

throws up ugushxwesd

thkxs guys, love you <3

#M1K3-RIGHT'D XD #intro post <3 #redo lmaof #ktd #song skr1ptz!! #masterpost #pinned!!!>>> #changed my handle :3