mostly Jennifer and all things related with a sprinkle of Taylor

tommarvalo:

arena deaths requested by gogoravenclaw

happy hunger games ! & may the odds be ever in your favor.


you left my soul in the dark so you could be king the rules you set are still untold to me and i’ve lost my faith in everything

you left my soul in the dark so you could be king the rules you set are still untold to me and i’ve lost my faith in everything

fourfinick:

There's always a flaw in the system.

Hope. It is the only thing stronger than fear.

It’s time for the drawing. Effie Trinket says as she always does, “Ladies first!” and crosses to the glass ball with the girls’ names. She reaches in, digs her hand deep into the ball, and pulls out a slip of paper. The crowd draws in a collective breath and then you can hear a pin drop, and I’m feeling nauseous and so desperately hoping that it’s not me, that it’s not me, that it’s not me.
Effie Trinket crosses back to the podium, smoothes the slip of paper, and reads out the name in a clear voice. And it’s not me.

It’s Primrose Everdeen.

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