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hi!! if you’re still looking for prompt ideas :)
-K+P get in an argument (not big enough for them to sleep separately, but still tension from both) and katniss is super huffy brushing her hair before giving up/stomping away for a sec & coming back to peeta with brush in hand, patting the bed for her to sit as a little peace offering before they make up🥺
SRY THATS SO WEIRDLY SPECIFIC lol there is NO pressure from me here tho💓😂
Katniss is mad at me because I didn't wake her up to say goodbye this morning. She's usually a pretty early riser, but lately she's been sleeping in later and later - and there's nothing wrong with it. Actually, I think the rest has been good for her.
But she doesn't like to wake up without me. I know that, because I don't like to wake up without her. She likes to know where I'm going if I leave, and she likes me to say goodbye.
This morning, though, she looked so peaceful. She was in a light pink pajama set - thermal pants and a spaghetti-strapped camisole top that was riding up around her ribcage and exposing her cute little belly. The hand thrown over her middle was rising and falling with her deep inhales and exhales, but other than that she was completely still.
Her eyelids weren't twitching, her legs weren't jerking, and she wasn't in the middle of a dream... or a nightmare. She was perfectly serene, and I wanted her to stay that way.
But it seems I made the wrong decision. Because when I got home, she was icy, giving me short, one-word answers and avoiding eye contact. I couldn't figure out what was wrong for the life of me, but I finally got it out of her around dinner. We had a short argument, just a little spat, then left it.
That's where we're at now as we get ready for bed in each other's orbit. From the bathroom where I'm brushing my teeth, I watch her strip off her bra and slip on those same cute pajamas from last night, then grab her paddle brush from the nightstand.
I spit out my toothpaste and listen to the bristles tear their way through her hair. Usually, she's a lot gentler - this is an integral part of her nightly routine, and I'm used to the sound. Since her hair is thick and coarse, it's not always easy to get through, but she typically isn't so impatient.
After I floss, I sit on my side of the bed and watch the back of her head as she continues to work. She has an iron grip on the brush's handle as she stares at the wall, huffing every once in a while as she works through an especially difficult snarl.
I just watch her. I don't say anything. So, it surprises me when she stands up and tosses the brush onto the mattress before stomping into the bathroom.
She closes the door, which neither of us really do anymore, and I hear the water running. It runs for quite a while, long enough for me to wonder what she's doing in there.
While she's gone, I pick up the brush and turn it over in my hands, pulling her long hairs out of the bristles and tossing them into the trash.
It takes a few more minutes, but she eventually comes out of the bathroom. And, when she does, I still have the brush in hand - and I have a plan, too.
She looks at me, then the brush, pausing where she stands. Her eyes are red and puffy, which they hadn't been before she locked herself in there, and that makes me feel horrible. She's been crying.
I pat the mattress and, luckily, she doesn't hesitate. She sits down beside me and, without words, I take small sections of her hair and run the brush through it painstakingly slowly. When I catch tangles, I go even slower.
It takes a while, but I get her hair smoothed out. Without her having to ask, I weave it into a neat braid and tie the end with a hairband that I find sitting on the night table.
I set the brush down and carefully wrap both arms around her waist, expecting her to protest. But she doesn't. I pull her onto my lap and her warm body is soft and pliant as she curls up and burrows into me.
"My little baby," I say, my lips moving against the top of her head. "I'm sorry about this morning."
"I know," she mutters, looping her arms around my neck and resting her head on my shoulder. I'm using one arm to support her back and the other rests on her thigh. Absentmindedly, I rub her backside through her thermal pants and pat it a few times, and that only makes her snuggle closer. "I just don't like it when you leave without saying goodbye to me," she says.
"I'm never gone forever," I say.
"I know," she says quietly, but there's not much conviction behind her words.
Suddenly, I understand exactly where she's coming from. One morning, her father left while the rest of the house was asleep and they expected him to come back later that night. But they never saw him again.
And he never said goodbye.
"My love," I say, rocking her back and forth and patting her still. "I promise, from now on, I'll always say goodbye."
"Even if you have to wake me," she says, twirling my hair around her finger.
"Even if I have to wake you," I say, then kiss her softly. "I promise."
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everlark + conversation about his “you’re not very pretty” hijacked comment
I can't sleep.
What woke me up first was the phantom pain in my left leg, which, for now, has no remedy. Dr. Aurelius is working on one, but all I've got in my arsenal is an array of breathing exercises. I went through them all, sitting on the lip of the tub, until the pain ebbed and I finally felt some peace.
Now, it's not the pain that's keeping me up - though it's still in the back of my mind. Now, it's Katniss that's distracting me, though she's sound asleep.
She's lying on her back with one arm strewn over her head, and her hair is wild and unbraided tonight, swirling over the pillow in waves. It's been growing steadily, reaching past her shoulders now. I don't even notice the torn, burnt sections anymore.
Her other hand is resting on her ribcage, and her shirt is bunched to reveal her belly. That part of her body, some sections of it coated in scars and others untouched by even the sun, is one of my favorites.
I have a lot of favorites, I'll admit.
Her expression is serene and relaxed, her lips pushed out slightly like she's waiting for a kiss. Her inky eyelashes grace her skin and even the fine, dark hairs of her eyebrows enchant me.
As I marvel silently over her beauty, a voice rings through my head - my own.
You're not very big, are you? Or particularly pretty?
I remember next to nothing about what happened during my recovery time, but that particular line sticks out. It usually comes paired with the phantom pain in my leg. Both are unbearable in different, yet somehow similar, ways.
I take a deep breath and clench my jaw, trying to get rid of the heavy, gray feeling that comes with knowing that I said horrible things to Katniss during that period. Said horrible things, and carried out horrible actions, too.
I can't think about everything that I did, not right now, but I can try to purge this sentence from my mind - because it's so far from the truth that it's not funny.
"Katniss," I whisper, my voice cutting through the darkness of the bedroom that has become ours.
"Mm," she murmurs, always a light sleeper.
I prop myself up on an elbow and use my free hand to caress her face, her beautiful face. Her eyes come open and they're bleary in the low light as she blinks slowly, confused as to why I woke her.
"What's wrong?" she asks.
"Nothing," I tell her, continuing to stroke her face.
She pulls her arms in close and says, "Cold." She rubs her skin to warm it up, then scoots in my direction. "Cuddle me."
My chest practically explodes hearing those words, and of course I oblige. I wrap her up tight and rub her back firmly, kissing the side of her head as I go.
"Katniss," I say.
"Hmm," she murmurs, already falling back to sleep.
"You're beautiful. You know that, right? You know I've always thought that. The real me. I can't explain how beautiful you are."
"Hmmm... mm-hmm," she says, then I feel her lips ghost against my throat. "You are, too," she whispers, then hugs my middle as she tucks her face into my neck. "Everything's alright, Peeta," she says, slipping a hand under my shirt to rest on the small of my back. "Go back to sleep."
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Bruce Willis as David Dunn in Unbreakable (2000)
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this clip from like 2016 lives in my head rent free 😂😂😂
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don't you worry, folks. we took out all her teeth. - who's afraid of little old me?
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It probably becomes a bigger conversation between Katniss and Peeta where he has to drill into her head he’s not too good for her and she does deserve him, deserves to be loved by him, etc.
And I see Peeta and Haymitch’s interaction being private and Katniss doesn’t ever know precisely what went down but she does have a fairly good guess. And Haymitch never officially apologizes but he does act like he feels guilty next time he sees her.
saw this in a comment section - Peeta finds out that Haymitch told Katniss that she doesn’t deserve Peeta (you could live 100 lives…), how do you think he reacts?? is he slapping haymitch with no context?? is he getting on his knees “baby, surely you know that’s not true.” does he want to convince her and make sure it’s water under the bridge?? or is it something funny from years ago that they just laugh at now?? lol let me know your thoughts
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for whatever reason I don’t think I could imagine them laughing about it. I suppose I imagine it’s a combination of the other three tbh
saw this in a comment section - Peeta finds out that Haymitch told Katniss that she doesn’t deserve Peeta (you could live 100 lives…), how do you think he reacts?? is he slapping haymitch with no context?? is he getting on his knees “baby, surely you know that’s not true.” does he want to convince her and make sure it’s water under the bridge?? or is it something funny from years ago that they just laugh at now?? lol let me know your thoughts
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this challengers (2024) review is sending me 😭
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Peeta Mellark: *exists*
Katniss Everdeen:
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How do I be cool like Jesus Christ
Be kind
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I love your art ❤️. Could you draw everlark cuddling on the couch post war/mockingjay?
Peeta could live a thousand lifetimes and fall in love with Katniss in every single one of them.
And he is grateful to be fortunate enough to have had the pleasure of falling in love with her twice all over again in this one.
OH MY GOD?? THANK YOU FOR SENDING ME THIS !!! Here is the sketch I had for it! I wanted it to come out closer to the one below.... but long story short, ur residental dumbass mucked up layers and had to crop & salvage what I could.
Anyways,,, thanks for the support!!! And the ask, ofc!!
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me, every five seconds : *gets my feelings hurt*.
also me : “whatever 🙄”
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“YoU gUyS tUrN eVeRyThInG iNtO eVeRlArK!!!!”
did it occur to you that maybe… we’re like… you know… everlark blogs?
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warning : rant about a show that ended in 2017.
you know what is a bad, bad, terrible way to write a love story?
okay well i gotta get super specific with this so buckle up because it’s literally just me explaining how my last favorite couple was ruined and now i cannot even fathom or care if they even ended up together.
so okay, female character (s) dislikes male character (t) because she thinks he murdered her best friend. then s gets accused of murdering her best friend. and she realizes she may be getting framed for it. so she decides to volunteer to tutor t to try and get information out of him in case he knows more than she thinks. he doesn’t but they end up catching feelings because the actors have insane chemistry.
then skip forward some time and s breaks up with t because her stalker is threatening to kill him. and he tries to fight for her but then seemingly turns on her because he thinks she cheated (which she did not but she leads him to think so to get him to let her go). only to discover in the end he only pretended to believe she cheated so he could try to help her catch her stalker.
now skip forward time and the stalker is back. s is lying to t again to keep him from getting involved and getting hurt. but he gets mad and goes and tries to figure out what’s going on that she won’t tell him. he decides to help the stalker to try and be a double agent. it goes terrible and s finds out he’s helping her stalker and thinks t never actually loved her at all and was just pretending for the last year in order to get revenge on her for things her dead bestie did to him.
so anyways, he disappears for a while and she gets committed to a mental hospital after believing she saw his body in the woods. but then she also joins forces with her stalker in order to figure out if t is still alive. he is and he tells her he always loved her and he was just trying to help her get rid of her stalker so her life could go back to normal.
anyways other stuff happens but blah blah blah they’re the only couple on the show to not break up again until the writers decide to do a timejump in season six.
and this is where things go SOUTH.
okay, so first off s basically starts to date her best friend’s (not the dead one) ex boyfriend. and basically loses her whole personality for this terrible relationship where he doesn’t even love her back and she pretty much obsesses over him 24/7. but the only time she isn’t obsessed with him is when she’s in the same vicinity as t. like the moment t shows up she basically forgets she has a boyfriend. which is why the writers decided to only let t show up a total of eleven minutes in 10 episodes. but t also isn’t single anymore. he’s now got a serious girlfriend, y, who makes s very jealous at first.
but things then manage to get even worse. s and her boyfriend break up but then t proposes to y. and then s tells t to take y and leave town to get away from the stalker still after her. and he agrees to but before he goes, he decides to tell s that he still has feelings for her, that he maybe was even planning on leaving y to be with her, but — and this is the moment that really began to ruin them for me — he realized that he cannot imagine his life without y anymore. and that he’s choosing her, even if he still loves s.
then other things kind of occur after that but basically s gets shot by her stalker and t and y get in a car accident while trying to leave town. and so t really doesn’t care that s got shot. and all he really says is “oh i meant to call you” when she shows up to console him because y is now in a coma.
and here’s where things get to rock bottom (for me). y wakes up out of her coma and t rushes to marry her and pronounce his love for her only for her to die in front of his eyes. which okay, terrible for him. but i care much more about the whole picture here.
because now, ever since the timejump, t has actually chosen y over s at every single opportunity to do so. all the way to her death, whenever it was a choice, he chose her. and it wasn’t until she was dead and no longer an option did he begin to actually want s back.
and yeah, anyways. t and s still ended up together (offscreen) and it was supposed to be romantic but it wasn’t. in my opinion it was worse than them never getting back together at all.
because she was his second choice in every single way humanly possible and i’ll never forgive the writers for ruining my favorite couple at that time.
okay anyways rant over. that had been sitting on my mind since 2017.
and if anyone was curious, s was spencer, t was toby, y was yvonne and the show was pretty little liars.
#Samantha is ranting 😘🤍😇🙏🏻🥰#eh I’ll tag them why not#spoby#PLL#what’s it gonna hurt#pretty little liars
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headcanon i’m just tossing out there : katniss has a little speech impediment that she’s barely even aware of. it only comes out when she’s very relaxed or happy or giggly and since she spent most of her formative years being stoic and distant from everyone barely anyone has ever noticed.
until peeta. and after the war, once they’re together, he cannot stop telling her how much he loves her speech impediment but she’s just like “i don’t have one of those???” and he’s like “okay, sweetheart, you’re right, you don’t.”
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