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buggiebite · 1 day
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This is my husband when he was working in the 80’s at best buy
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buggiebite · 2 days
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Damn now I want fanart that is a picture of Katniss, Peeta, their kids, Haymitch, Annie and her son, and Johanna and maybe even Mrs Everdeen too. Full on family picture.
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buggiebite · 3 days
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Stormin the Capitol 😎
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buggiebite · 4 days
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actual photographs of Katniss and Peeta (Marpessa Dawn and Eric Vander) during their Victory tour.
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buggiebite · 4 days
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Coin being frustrated that she didn't get her wanted prize at the claw machine, as if the plushie with the bread wouldn't successfully gaslight her entire district on day one just to rescue his pregnant wife
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buggiebite · 4 days
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buggiebite · 6 days
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@triassictriserratops you MAY!!!!!!!!!!! they made cookies
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buggiebite · 6 days
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“If only one of us can be a parent, anyone can see it should be Peeta. As I drift off, I try to imagine that world… A place like the meadow in the song I sang... Where Peeta’s child could be safe.”
Catching Fire, page 354
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buggiebite · 9 days
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Questions from a Curious Child
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and there was a tickle fight…the end.
this reblog has lived in the back of my mind for a bit and it inspired me to make this, so thank you @thesweetnessofspring
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buggiebite · 10 days
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Questions from a Curious Child
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and there was a tickle fight…the end.
this reblog has lived in the back of my mind for a bit and it inspired me to make this, so thank you @thesweetnessofspring
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buggiebite · 11 days
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do i smell like roses to you? id in alt.
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buggiebite · 13 days
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Katniss is impatient, Peeta is patient.
Katniss can sing, Peeta cannot even whistle.
Katniss is messy, Peeta is neat.
Katniss can cook, Peeta can bake.
Katniss nurtures, Peeta’s got humour.
Katniss writes, Peeta paints.
They make one hell of a team.
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buggiebite · 13 days
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buggiebite · 16 days
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I forgot to post these
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buggiebite · 16 days
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Maybe when you're older
Katniss and Peeta Age: 5-6
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“You better give that back Colton, or else.” the dark-haired girl sneered.
“Or what?” the older boy taunted.
“I’ll stick one of my daddy’s arrows in your eyes,” the girl retorted, glaring into his flesh like an angry bear from one of her daddy’s stories.
Th older boy bent down and tugged on her pigtails. Katniss’ face flushed bright red, she felt heat coursing through her veins. She unclenched her tight jaw and threw herself over the older boy’s arm and bit down, hard.
Colton let out a let out a loud yelp, dropped the crayon and scurried like a scared mouse.
“Here,” Katniss said, handing the orange to the blond-haired boy behind her.
“Thank you, “the boy replied, attempting his best smile in between tears.
“Don’t cry. I got your crayon back, it’s all okay now.” Her silver eyes softened as she watched long steaks run down the pale boy’s face.
The boy nodded, lifting his shirtsleeve to wipe his wet face.
“Come, you can sit with me and Madge,” Katniss offered with a sweet smile.
The boy beamed up at her and grabbed her shirtsleeve as they strolled down the lunchroom.
After that day the boy and the girl followed each other everywhere like lost puppies. He never let go over of her hand and neither did she.
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“My daddy took me swimming last weekend, “the girl said.
“I wish my daddy would do anything besides bake all the time. Was is nice? What colour was the water?”
“It was  sooo fun. I keep begging daddy to take me again, but he keeps saying something about the Capitol adding more work time. It was so pretty Peeta, so many colours I can’t explain. It was blue and green and clean and sparkly and I just love it, love it.”
“Can I come with you next time,” the boy raised his head expectantly.
“Mmm, I don’t know. I’ll have to ask daddy.” She said, watching the boy intently as he unwrapped a piece of bread. Her mouth watered and so she shifted her gaze quickly trying not to look too obvious that she hadn’t had a proper meal in days, But the boy knew her better and pressed a piece of bread into her hand as her stomach let out a loud lurch.
“Thank you.”
She had watched her parents kiss multiple time, she never quite understood why they did but at that moment looking at her best friend’s face an idea creeped into her head.
Katniss grabbed both of his hands and leaned up close to his tiny lips and pressed her lips against them. They both pulled back in surprised, flushed and embarrassed.
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They sat by side in art class, Peeta was immersed in painting his tree. While Katniss half-heartedly drew scribbles on her notebook, peaking glances at her best friend every so often.
She leaned in close to him and brought her hands at to his eyelashes and stroked them, The boy pulled back surprised,
“You’re eyelashes are very pretty.”
“Thank you.”
The boy turned around and kept colouring his tree a dark shade of green, the girl’s hair brushed against his shoulders as she watched her with droopy eyes.
Peeta turned once again and twirled her red ribbon against his index finger, the girl lifted her head, smiling and unwound her ribbon.
“Here.” She said, scruffily wrapping the string around his wrist.
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“Daddy, I like a boy”.
“Really sweety? What’s his name?” The tall, dark-haired man asked his little girl.
“Peeta.”
The tall man laughed deeply thinking about the Mr Mellark’s deep affections for his wife when they were kids.
“Daddy can I stay with him, he has bunk bed and bread and crayons and everything.”
“Won’t you miss daddy? And what about Prim? How will she fall asleep if you don’t sing to her.” The man pouted.
“Hmm. I can’t leave Prim, you’re right. Maybe when I’m older?” The girl earnestly questioned the silver eyed man.
“Maybe when you’re older.”
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buggiebite · 16 days
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MEOW!!! ...... who said that
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buggiebite · 17 days
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Snow made me wear it
[PATREON REQUEST OF THE MONTH]
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