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Peeta Mellark ([personal profile] peeta_bread) wrote2013-05-01 12:36 am
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[personal profile] resolve 2013-12-04 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
[She looks up with wide eyes, both in response to the touch and to what she's hearing. Because it's what she'd heard before, so long ago now. But in an instant, all that time fades away. She's on the beach in the arena, listening with dread as he makes his intentions clear.

"If you die, and I live, there's no life for me at all back in District 12. You're my whole life. ... No one really needs me."

Tears that have been months overdue begin to spill over before she can blink them back.]


No. [She shakes her head vehemently.] No. It was my fault. All my fault. I should've - [A beat] I shouldn't have gone. I... I shouldn't have left you. I -

[She can't finish the thought. A sob cuts in.]
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[personal profile] resolve 2013-12-04 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Once it starts, it can't stop. By now, the sobs are uncontrollable. A dam has burst, allowing months and months' worth of emotions she'd held back to flood out all at once. The anguish, the guilt, the hopelessness, and everything in between. And it's then that she's finally allowed to break.

She willingly allows herself to be gathered into that hug, and wraps her arms around his neck. Clings to him like a lifeline. A capacity for words is beyond lost to her, but when she can catch a breath, she nods against his shirt in response.

Because she needs him, too. What she'd said to him on the beach is still just as true as it ever was.]
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[personal profile] resolve 2013-12-04 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
[The truth is, she doesn't deserve this. Not really. What she's done has no chance of being absolved until he's out of the Capitol and safe. Until she's killed Snow. Even then, it may never be.

But she can't deny that by the time she's cried out and he pulls away, she feels so much lighter, lighter than she has in almost as long as she can remember. She even manages to give him the smallest of smiles when she's pulled herself together.

There is, though, one more apology she has to make. (Wouldn't Effie be proud right now)]


I'm sorry I pushed you.