No Coaching TodayIt feels like it's been way too long since we've slept together in the same bed. Katniss has been pushing me away lately, and we both know why. I can't read her mind, but it doesn't take a psychic to figure out what she's been planning. She'll want me to come home, she'll sacrifice herself for me.No Coaching Today5 years ago in Romance More Like This
But I am not going to let that happen.
I made a deal with Haymitch and he's going to keep it. He has to. It's only fair. Last game we both wanted her to come home. Consequently, sacrificing me. She got all of the supplies, and I nearly die in a puddle of mud. I didn't get help until she came to nurse me back to health. Haymitch owes me now. He has to do that one favor for me: let her live again. He has to. I can't let her die. Our teamwork again once will bring her home to her family and her friends.
Jealousy takes over for a moment as I think of Gale. There's no hate, but the yearning that the way she earnestly cares for him- the way I care for her- was at me instead. When I die in that aren
Goodbye My DandelionI run to my room and jump onto the bed where I finally let the tears run down my face. I find myself shuddering as I truly realised what it meant.Goodbye My Dandelion5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
When I had slammed the door it had bounced back and now stands ajar. I look up as I hear it creak. There he is, standing in the doorway looking at me with a mix of emotions. Though he mostly just seems confused.
I quickly wipe away the tears and try to tell him to go but the words just won't come. It's like there is something blocking my throat. And it wasn't his hands this time.
Without waiting for my permission Peeta walks over to me and lies next to me on the bed. The shock of how similar this is to the nights on the train is painful. Especially as I look into his blue eyes. They are his eyes, but they're different now. They look at me more coldly, the love has gone. Yet as he speaks I can hear a trace of that old warmth.
"What's wrong?" he asks me. I look up at his face a moment before I answer.
"You," I tell him. He blinks rapidly
Contest Entry: Elizem17Peeta led me down one of the many halls in the building. He said we were going downstairs to play Truth or Dare with the other 22 contestants, which I thought could only end badly, but it sounded fun anyways.Contest Entry: Elizem175 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
We walked in to a brightly lit room, the curtains drawn open, letting in the moonlight. 24 chairs stood in a circle in the middle of the room, a small pile of food sitting in the middle.
I laughed to myself quietly. I looked at Peeta to see if he got the joke, but his face was sunken and depressed, as if he were living last years horror again. I reached out and touched his hand gently, which seemed to bring him back.
I walked over and took my seat next to Bettee, Peeta taking his next to Mags.
Finnick stood and cleared his throat, bring everyone's attention to him. "Everyone's here. Let the game begin." He sat back down and looked at one of the Morphlings. "You're up first."
She giggled and looked at the other Morphling, who was sitting across the room. "Truth or Dare?
Cinna: First Day on the JobCinna straightened the collar on his black dress shirt and frowned at his reflection in the mirror. He spent a few minutes searching around the room that was assigned for him to work in, until he finally found what he was looking for. Cinna applied a bit of gold eyeliner and smiled in satisfation. They say it brought out his green eyes.Cinna: First Day on the Job5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Today he was going to meet his tribute. Katniss Everdeen. He wasn't nervous at all, but excited.
"Cin-na!" Flavius called out in a sing song tone. "Katniss is ready for you,"
Cinna smoothed back his hair and exited the room. He walked down the hall, passing by the prep team consisting of Flavius, Octavia, and Venia.
"Thank you, Flavius," Cinna said and he opened the doors.
"Hello, Katniss. I'm Cinna, your stylist," he said quite calmly to the girl standing before him.
"Hello," the girl said, as though she had been expecting something else.
"Just give me a moment, all right?" Cinna circled Katniss, inspecting her. The one thing that stood out to him, was
Dramione 6: Hot and DangerousDramione 6: Hot and Dangerous4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hot and Dangerous
Draco's last classes for the day consisted of Herbology, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and charms. At the evening dinner, Draco didn't eat much. Like in his last few classes, his mind was preoccupied. When he left dinner, earlier than usual, he ignored Pansy and her attempts to make contact with him.
Soon, Draco found himself standing in his room. He got the sack and rummaged through the sack, taking the items within out one by one. Then, he started to attempt making the polyjuice potion.
Draco did nothing in his room for three nights except trying to make the potion. He locked himself in his room so no one could come in. Not that anyone would, anyways. It was just a small precaution. On the third night he was all ready except that he needed the lace winged flies. On the fourth night, again, he left dinner early and went to his room. Retrieving the jar of flies, he opened the lid, u
Peeta's Interview"Boy, she is going to kill you."Peeta's Interview5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Don't you think I know that already Haymitch?" I know she's not exactly fond of me. Well, its more like she doesn't trust me. By her reaction to him telling her we're coaching for the interviews separately, I can tell this only proves any theories she had before. My plan will definitely make things worse.
I came up with it last night. I can hardly sleep as it is. Why waste precious time twiddling my thumbs, when I could be coming up with a plan? Especially since I know I'm not coming out of the arena. That's only if I get it my way, but I have to admit its so bittersweet.
I was contemplating our scores from training. I'm not mad over my eight, honestly, I know what I did in front of the Gamemakers wasn't worth much higher than that. But the eleven Katniss received really struck a cord. I wasn't frustrated over that either, but I was so relived. It only helps me feel better about her taking care of herself. Plus it will really impress sponsors.
But I ha
Peeta's ReapingI really, truly despise this day.Peeta's Reaping5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It happens every single year, the same feeling of apprehension and fear, and if you're lucky, relief. This is only my fourth year experiencing the extremes of it all, but my brothers before gave me a taste of it. I'm glad to say my eldest brother doesn't have to worry about it anymore. He has surpassed the age making him ineligible. And my other brother only has this last time before it's just me. I've still got two more rounds of this torture before I'm done... hopefully. There's always that chance that it happens to me today.
Honestly, I don't think my parents could care less if my brother or I got stuck doing it. Or at least my mother. She's never been loving to us at all. How on earth did my father end up marrying her? Oh, well, I do know. His true love chose someone else because she needed him more than my father. I can't say I'm not happy about that because then I wouldn't be here... And she wouldn't either.
I'm up earl
Mockingjay: My Thoughts Mockingjay: Worth the wait, but only just. </i>Mockingjay: My Thoughts5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
SPOILER WARNING! DO NOT READ THIS UNLESS YOU HAVE FINISHED MOCKINGJAY! I REPEAT, DO NOT READ UNLESS YOU HAVE FINISHED MOCKINGJAY!
I wrote this about 10 minutes after I finished the book Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins.
The following is my thoughts on the book.
The beginning was promising, the middle was epically amazing, the beginning of the end was sad but not unsurprising, and the end of the end was weirdly satisfying in a way that only Suzanne Collins can pull off.
Was I satisfied in general? Knowing that I read the Hunger Games and Catching Fire each within a months of their release and have waited nearly two years for a conclusion to the trilogy, that's an excellent question.
I suppose, yes, it was worth the wait. But only just.
But, to be honest, Mockingjay is, now that I ponder it, my least favorite of the three books. The Hunger Games is my most f
Forever is Longer Than It Sounds- 03I stretched my arms above my head an let out a loud yawn mixed with a moan. My muscles didn't seem to want to be awake. I accidentally hit Peeta in the face and he shot up in bed. I laughed as his eyes darted around the room before he realized there was no imminent danger and slumped back into bed.Forever is Longer Than It Sounds- 034 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Morning," he grumbled.
"Good morning, sunshine!" I squealed. I was in an unusually good mood and I couldn't help but wonder why. I hadn't been happy, truly happy, in years. I hadn't been ecstatic... ever. This morning was just so wonderful.
I guess my mood didn't go unnoticed. "What's got you so cheerful today?" he asked, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me closer. I wiggled out of his arms. Right now I'd rather look at him than hold him. In response to his question, I shrugged. "Alright, then," he said.
We laid in bed for awhile, just looking at each other. We didn't talk, we didn't touch, we didn't need to. Some part of me wondered why we couldn't just lay there forever.
Forever is Longer Than It Sounds- 02ALERT TO ANYONE WHO READS FURTHER:Forever is Longer Than It Sounds- 024 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
This chapter, and all following it, will have spoilers from the third book in the Hunger Games trilogy, Mockingjay. If you haven't finished reading the books, I suggest you don't read this.
"You love me. Real or not real?"
And I meant it. I knew I did. I leaned up and pressed my lips against his. It was our first kiss since the war in the Capitol. He was about to have an episode and I kissed him, hoping it would bring him back. It was successful. Sort of. But it wasn't real. That wasn't a real kiss.
There was the time at the beach during the Quell...
I got up out of the bed and crossed to my dresser. I glanced back at Peeta as I rummaged to the back of my sock drawer. He looked astronomically confused. When my hand finally brushed against the soft edge of it, I felt a warmth radiate inside me. I took the small ball in my hand and brought it back to the bed. I cuddled up against Peeta before opening my hand.
His eyes widene
Forever is Longer Than It Sounds- 06Maybe Haymitch really did have this whole thing figured out. About an hour ago I had plopped down on the floor and the more I drank, the more it seemed impossible that I was going to ever be able to stand, let alone walk back home. Also, my anger at Peeta, my life, and everything had died.Forever is Longer Than It Sounds- 064 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Haymitch isn't talkidy talkin', which makes me sad. I had stopped drinking after I got halfway through that second bottle I took from him. He hadn't bothered to take it back, though, so I just held in (NOBODY TAKE IT FROM ME) and every once in awhile took a sippy.
All of a sudden I couldn't help giggling. Peeta was over in our room waiting for me to come back and I was here, on the floor, unable to stand, and that is funny.
A question formed in my mind. "Hey Haymitch."
I guess he had started to drift off into sleepy-by land because all of a sudden he was like WOAH! "What?" he kinda yelled it.
"Someone's grumpy." I cracked up again. "It's you!" I pointed my finger at him and kicked my legs i
Losing the MockingjayLast night she didn't come to me. She went to him. Not me.Losing the Mockingjay5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She passes right by my family and I and went straight for the Capitol's sex god for comfort. He gave her his rope he's been playing with and they just sat there, her tying knots, him watching, while I just stared from afar, crushed she hadn't sought me out.
I'll never compete with anyone that's been in the Games. I'll never understand their bond because I really, truly don't understand. There's a huge difference between watching them on a television screen and experiencing it. Being in that dumb arena changes you. And anyone who survives that horror is connected automatically. I cannot compete with that! Never!
The only time I ever get her attention is when I'm hurt. I tested out that theory a few days ago. Though the tears that came out of it weren't fake. I have never let myself do that in front of her. I've always tried to remain strong, but it's so hard lately.
I'm torn between wishing I would have volunteered and th
Forever is Longer Than It Sounds- 09Peeta was a good sport. I could tell that, after the conversation we were having and what it might have led to, holding my air while I got sick over our bedroom floor was a bit of a let down. When I was done, he wordlessly cleaned it up, scrubbing it from the carpet. He didn't even complain when I threw up on his shirt when he crawled back into bed with me after a fresh shower. I wanted to ask for forgiveness, but I knew I was already forgiven. Something about that made my stomach turn again, but for a different reason. Was I really that important to him that I could do such horrible things and not even think to apologize because I knew I was already forgiven?Forever is Longer Than It Sounds- 094 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
These questions floated around in my head for the weeks that followed. Our conversation that afternoon was never touched again. Even though my getting sick had nothing to do with it, the memories were still tied together. At least for me.
What would have happened if we had? Could I have gotten pregnant? It certainly seems possibl
Forever Is Longer Than It Sounds- 12"That's an interesting tale, sweetheart."Forever Is Longer Than It Sounds- 123 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"It's the truth," I snapped. For the longest time I stared at him and he started at me. I couldn't see what he was thinking; what he was hiding behind that grin he had plastered on his face. Time stretched on for what seemed like forever. "Haymitch"
I sighed. "Why are you here?"
"I wanted to make sure you were okay." There was no joking or malice in his tone.
"Obviously I'm not. But now your conscience is clear. You may go."
I was surprised when he didn't argue. I was prepared for a fight but instead he stood and walked to the front door. He didn't look back once.
My felt a chill run through my body. From the tips of my fingers to the core of my chest, I was cold. It wasn't because my hair was still wet or because I was in nothing but a towel and the door had just been opened. Those could be contributing factors, I guess, but there was only one thing that could make me feel like this: loss. When Haymitch walked out that door
I amI am4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am the mockingjay
My name is Katniss Everdeen
I am who took over their home
I am who bears the name of a plant that he gave his father
I am without a mother who was for years
I am the symbol of the revolution
I tribute District 12
'm The one who took the place of his sister in the Hunger Games
I am a survivor and a hunter
I am pretending to be in love with Peeta to save
I am he who loves him after all we've lived
I am proposing that challenged the Capitol a double suicide
I am who sang for Rue when he died
I am in some way guilty of the torture he suffered Cinna
I who was shot on TV
I am a murderer and a heroic symbol
I am who has nightmares at night
I am the wife of Peeta
I am a survivor of the Hunger Games
Katniss ... Katniss Everdeen
Yo soy el sinsajo
Mi nombre es Katniss Everdeen
Soy quien se hizo cargo de su hogar
Soy quien lleva el nombre de una planta que le dio su padre
Soy quien quedó sin madre durante años
Soy el símbolo de la revoluci
Forever is Longer Than It Sounds- 05I was thinking about them. I hadn't done it in the longest time. I tried not to remember my mother and my father and Prim. It was too hard. Today, though, it was raining outside. I felt that maybe it would all be for the better if I let myself be sad on a dreary day than on a wonderful one.Forever is Longer Than It Sounds- 054 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The rain brought me back to the day Peeta gave me the bread. The rain. The sadness. The loss of hope.
It was the middle of the day and I hadn't gotten out of bed yet. Peeta hadn't been upstairs since he poked his head in this morning to ask if I wanted breakfast. When I told him no he said he was going into town for a bit and that he'd be back soon to check on me. I don't know how long ago that was, but it felt like forever.
I wanted more than anything to just forget. Forgetting at this point would almost be easier. I hated the hole I felt open up inside of me when I think of everything I had lost. I loved Peeta and he was the best thing in my life, but sometimes I just wonder if, I had to do it all
Forever is Longer Than It Sounds- 11The days were rolling by but my life just felt like a never ending nightmare where the ghosts of my past swam into my every waking hour, only to reappear when I slipped into troubled sleep. One month. Two months. Three months. Never once did I leave my house. Peeta had made good on his promise to keep people checking up on me until I was better. Now, even though my body has been healed, my mind is in a state of disrepair. I'm no stranger to mental insanity. And just because I didn't leave didn't mean I didn't see him. Every day he would leave his home and walk toward the slowly redeveloping town. Then, come nightfall, he would return to his house on the other side of the street in the Victors Village.Forever is Longer Than It Sounds- 113 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Some part of me said it was wrong to look at him like this. That he made it clear that there was to be no more of him in my life. But day after day I found myself gravitating toward the window to catch a glimpse of the person who once held my whole world. Eventually the times were all but
Forever is Longer Than It Sounds- 01The tub was full of water. All the way to the top. But I didn't want to strip down. It would take too much energy. So, instead of peeling my clothing from my body, I sunk into the tub in my pants, shirt, jacket, and socks. The water was so warm. Maybe if I could just...Forever is Longer Than It Sounds- 014 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I rolled over on my stomach and leaned up on my elbows. My mind flashed back to my last months in the Capitol before I came home. I was so desperate to die.
I am so desperate to die.
Before, I lower myself into the water and take a deep breath. In the back of my mind, I pray its my last.
How long have I been underwater? It seems like eternity. I feel my mind slowly clouding over when there's a tug on the back of my shirt.
I'm yanked out of the water, sucking in the air that I had been so pleasantly lacking. My eyes focused on Haymitch. He was soaking wet, thanks to me, and he looked as if someone had just punched him in the face. Or a fat man did a strip tease in front of him. Or a fat man doing a strip tease punched hi
Healing"No, Peeta. Pull back a little further, until your fingers are against your jawbone," Katniss instructed with a smile. She took the bow she was holding loosely in one hand, and demonstrated, quickly fletching an arrow.Healing3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Peeta sighed, and tried to copy Katniss' pose. She made it looks easy, simple, beautiful. There was a sort of easy elegance to the way she held the bow, and how calm and precise her face looked while she aimed. One thing Katniss had never gave up after the war was hunting. Like painting was for himself, hunting was Katniss' therapy.
"This is harder then it looks," he said. Katniss smiled a tiny bit at this.
"So is painting, Peeta," she replied. "You make it look easy, the way you blend all those colours and create perfect shades."
"It isn't easy, it takes practice." Peeta insisted. Katniss nodded agreeably.
"Exactly. The same goes for shooting a bow and arrow. You have to relax," she said. She then pulled another arrow out of her quiver, and slowly nocked it. Peeta knew
Indivisible Finnick FanfictionIndivisibleIndivisible Finnick Fanfiction4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Did you love Annie right away, Finnick?"
I look up. Katniss is looking at me expectantly. Did I love Annie right away? The words replay in my head. I think about it.
"No," I hear myself answering. Then a smirk enters my face as I add, "She crept up on me."
Katniss resumes knotting her rope. Waiting to hear if Annie was rescued or not, I wonder if it's possible to actually die of anticipation.
I remember the moment when I actually met her. She wasn't anyone special at first, just another player in the Capitol's Hunger Games. When I had met Annie for the first time, I didn't exactly like her. Tributes were supposed to respect and listen to their mentors, not talk back to and flirt with them. She came off as a brat to me.
But that was before. Before we spent countless days on the beach together, before we wished on shooting stars that soared across the sky together, before I fell head-over-heels in love with Annie Cresta.
Before she was captured by the sinister
Boy With The BreadI rush into the bakery, because my dad called for me about twenty minutes ago to help him around. I was just finishing my homework, but my mother ordered me to go and that's why I'm here.Boy With The Bread4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I'm here, dad." I say, slipping on the apron and getting ready to assist. "Glad to see you, Peeta." He says without looking up from the bread he's kneading. "What do you want me to do?" I ask him. He points at the tray lined with rolls. "I'm sure you can handle that now. I've taught you how to put it in for many times." He says, observing the down pour outside. "Man, it's raining cats and dogs out there." My brother comments as he slides himself into the picture. "Mind if I push you out there, Peeta?" He smirks at me with a devilish grin. As being the youngest of the bunch, my special treatment is this. I give him my best 'what the' look, and he turns away. I push in the rolls into the oven and close the door. My mother steps in, looking something between gloomy and angry. She holds a gaze at us unti
Forever is Longer Than It Sounds- 08My head hurt. It really, really hurt. A groan rumbled its way through my chest and out of my mouth. My breath was foul. Ugh, what happened? Before I opened my eyes, I assessed the situation.Forever is Longer Than It Sounds- 084 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I was on the floor, that much was certain. The shag carpet smelled like socks and was tickling my face. Judging by the fact that the carpet was slightly wet, I had probably slept with my mouth opened and drooled everywhere. I realized I was mouth breathing and stopped. As soon as I smelled the carpet mixed with my breath, I opened my mouth again. I was on my stomach. And I was sore. My whole body ached.
I opened my eyes only to shut them again. Who invented the sun? I was content to lay there forever, but I knew sooner or later I would have to stand and regain my normal life with Peeta.
Where was Peeta?
Keeping my eyes closed, I pushed myself up on my elbows and somehow managed to roll over onto my back. Every joint I could think of cracked, and then a few more. "Why, God, why?" I moaned. I
Blood on Your Face.Sixty seconds. For me, it feels like a lifetime. Too long, much too long. For others, it probably feels like the shortest sixty seconds they've ever experienced. But they're the ones that will die. Killed by myself, or any of the others. I smile to myself. I've trained my whole entire life for this. Volunteered for it, safe in the knowledge that I'd be coming back home. I know I can win. I'll end up killing the others in their sleep. Glimmer I'll enjoy killing. But Cato and Marvel won't be as easy. Cato, because he's from my District. Marvel, because he's generally nice. At least to me. I think of his reassuring smile that he gave me at the interviews.Blood on Your Face.3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Thirty seconds. I glance around. I see scared, trembling faces. I smile again. There's something exciting about the fact that you will kill a good number of these people. There might have been a time when I would have recoiled from this event, recoiled from killing, but now I embrace it.
Fifteen seconds. I make a me
Peeta x Katniss: LiesKatniss.Peeta x Katniss: Lies5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I can feel my hand reaching, stretching towards her through the haze of drugs in my system; she's not even in the room yet, just standing outside, a sheet of glass separates us. My mind is clouded by frustration and fear and confusion, but through it all I know that I want so much to touch her face, to feel her warmth under my skin again.
I forgot what she feels like.
Katniss. I love you.
A harsh laugh yanks me from my thoughts. No you don't! She's a traitor! A venomous voice- belonging to the source of sick laughter -spits out at me. How could you ever love anyone like her?
Wha- What are you talking about?
I swallow hard, and forget about the Capitol, forget about the Hunger Games, even forget about Katniss as the voice returns, louder than before. With a jolt I recognize it as my own - it was my voice full of hatred and rage, so twisted and dark and cruel.
She has betrayed you. She's a traitor.
I shake my head denying th