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[ ficathon ] the girl on fire

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cato/clove, Lousy lovers pick their prey / But they never cry out loud
Fleetwood Mac prompt yesssssssss

poppypickle

March 27 2012, 16:22:48 UTC 6 years ago Edited:  March 27 2012, 16:23:46 UTC

Johanna/Gale, MJ or post-MJ, I guess that I, I just thought maybe we could find new ways to fall apart
this is perfect.

poppypickle

6 years ago

Johanna/Gale

Come on skinny love, just last the year
Pour a little salt, we were never here
My my my. My my my. My my.
Do want.

_ark_angel_

6 years ago

poppypickle

6 years ago

_ark_angel_

6 years ago

gale/katniss

"did you love me?"
"yes. especially now."
after, after; gale/katniss; pg-13

After Prim dies, after a time of mourning, of forgiving, she goes to him.

He's still as handsome as when he was young and she's nothing and everything like the girl from before.

She stares at him for a long moment, and then smiles, holding out her arms.

He hugs her, pulling her close, breathing her in, and she lets herself relax, lets herself fall against him, into him.

"I've missed you," she wishes, because she can say things like that, now, in the space between one breath and the next, when he's holding her as though they're young, again.

He's quiet. When he responds, it's almost contemplative, though the words are simple. "You, too, Catnip."

She pulls away and smiles at him, properly. "You're leaving," she says, then, because she can see it in his eyes.

He nods, looking down. "I just - I can't be here. Not with -"

"Peeta," she says, because she remembers, too, remembers a time with Gale. "I -" she starts, but the time for apologies is long past, and so she simply falls silent.

"I just have a question. Can you answer me that?"

She nods, and they're still standing so close, a breath's length apart.

"Did you love me?" This is soft, the question of a child, of someone who hasn't seen as much as Gale has; but she understands why he has to ask, gets that he needs this.

She does, too.

"Yes," she says, and the words spill from her mouth without her involvement, "I did, I loved you, Gale. Love you still, can't see that stopping - but - Peeta - he just -" and she cuts herself off, shaking her head, sharp.

He smiles, then, and it seems more real. "I know."

And when he leaves, it doesn't hurt.
prim, johanna, phoenix
cashmere/gloss. our hands rest together like pieces of paper but they're always blank.
annie,

I went down to the river,
I set down on the bank.
I tried to think but couldn't,
So I jumped in and sank
katniss, prim If you have a sister and she dies, do you stop saying you have one? Or are you always a sister, even when the other half of the equation is gone?
i can't even. ALL THE FEELINGS.

caitriona_3

6 years ago

heliconian_julz

6 years ago

caitriona_3

6 years ago

harry_styles

6 years ago

caitriona_3

6 years ago

lit_wolf

6 years ago

caitriona_3

6 years ago

lit_wolf

6 years ago

caitriona_3

6 years ago

finnick, cato, i am a golden god
OMG

downbythebay_4

6 years ago

thedisgruntled

6 years ago

downbythebay_4

6 years ago

gale/katniss, i'm never as good as when you're there
johanna, clove, glimmer, can you believe these new girls?
yesssssssss

harry_styles

6 years ago

Haymitch/Annie - post Mockingjay -
How can you see into my eyes like open doors?
Leading you down into my core where I've become so numb
Without a soul, my spirit sleeping somewhere cold
Until you find it there and lead it back home


johanna, I'm very drunk and I intend on getting still drunker before this evening's over
gale/katniss, no, I don't think I will kiss you, although you need kissing, badly. That's what's wrong with you. You should be kissed and often, and by someone who knows how.
PFFT, I C U THAR - WITH ALL YOUR LANA, ALMOST FAMOUS AND GONE WITH THE WIND QUOTES.

AS IN, SOME OF MY MOST FAVOURITE THINGS IN LIFE.

LET ME LOVE YOU TBH.
cato/clove

How old are you?
Eighteen.
Me too! How old are we really?
Seventeen.
Me too!
Actually, I'm sixteen.
Me too. Isn't it funny? The truth just sounds different.
I'm fifteen.
ahhhh adding this to the never-ending list of prompts i must fill.

sing_song_sung

6 years ago

sing_song_sung

6 years ago

softblooded

6 years ago

joaniemaloney

6 years ago

ragedislikes

5 years ago