He catches me and spins me around and then he slips… and we fall into the snow, me on top of him, and that’s where we have our first kiss in months. It’s full of fur and snowflakes and lipstick, but underneath all that, I can feel the steadiness that Peeta brings everything. And I know I’m not alone.

“No, I’m an open book.”


And maybe someday we’ll meet again | Requested by: (x)

we’re a team, right?

the textures of katniss everdeen..

From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

May the odds be ever in your favor!